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My Angel	By : bronzbarista Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 7619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ginny and Luna stood at the doorway watching Draco interacting with the two children. Ginny smiled as she watched him talking to Orion and sighed a little. She remembered the day when they had found out about the baby waiting to be born from Hermione.

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The Weasleys, Potters, and Draco had been flooed by the healer at St. Mungo’s to come to Hermione’s room in the Long Term Care Ward; there had been a change in her condition. Ginny had leaned on Harry for support, staring at the still form of her friend in the stark white room. It had only been a few weeks since the doctor had told them that Hermione would not be waking up.

As they waited for the healer to come in, Ginny noticed something different about the prone form of her friend. The sheet that lay over her stomach was raised gently, her stomach rounded. Ginny blinked and stared hard, trying to see if it were true.

The healer walked in thanking each of them for coming on such short notice. Ginny tried to catch Draco’s gaze but he had eyes only for Hermione’s still form.

“Upon further examination of Ms. Granger’s body, and an extensive physical we have discovered that she is carrying a child.”

The room suddenly grew eerily silent and Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Ron, and Harry stared open mouthed at the healer. Draco turned his blonde head towards the healer and his were no longer glazed over.

“SHE’S WHAT?!”

Ginny jumped at the exclamation from Ron and looked back at him.

“Ron hush let the healer explain.”

Ron glared at his younger sister and shook his head.

“I’m not going to bloody be quiet. She’s been laying in this sodding hospital for 2 months and now she’s PREGNANT?!”

The healer eyed the tall red head Quidditch player carefully and cleared his throat.

“If I could explain Mr. Weasley. Ms. Granger, by our estimations, is approximately 5 ½ to 6 months along. This of course means that she was pregnant at the time of the Second War. After consulting with other healers we have come to the conclusion that one of the factors in Ms. Granger’s condition is the fact that when she was hit by the curse her body and her magic focused on keeping the child alive. With thorough examination we’ve found that a large amount of her magic has centered on her womb, encasing the child in a protective bubble. Her body is functioning in the capacity of accepting what nutrients and sustenance we’ve been able to give her, and she hasn’t atrophied, but aside from that all her energy is focused on keeping her child alive.”

Draco had turned from the healer and stared at Hermione. He walked over to the bed and placed his hand on her stomach gently. Ginny watched him quietly, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. She had kept her knowledge of his and Hermione’s relationship a secret. She knew full well how her brother and harry, along with the rest of the Weasley clan would react to that bit of news. But with this shock, she knew she wouldn’t be able to keep it quiet.

Ron watched Draco and drew his wand before anyone could stop him.

“Get your bloody hands off of her Malfoy!”

Draco turned around and his eyes turned a dangerous steel grey color.

“Weasel I suggest you lower that wand before I’m forced to do something that Potter here is going to have to get his Auror mates in to arrest me for.”

Ron sneered at him and took a step towards him but Ginny turned her back on Malfoy and looked at Ron.

“Ronald Weasley lower that wand this instant. Draco poses no danger to Hermione or her baby.”

“Merlin’s pants Ginny this is Draco fucking Malfoy we’re talking about! He’s probably leeching evil into Hermione’s baby as we speak!”

Draco turned full around, keeping Ginny between him and Ron.

“I’ll have to ask you not to use language like that around my child Weasley. This far into term they can hear you know.”

Ginny had felt the silence in the room thicken and get palpable as Ron turned red, Harry’s eyes turned murderous, and her mother and father stared in confusion.

Draco retained his cool, if not dangerously quiet, demeanor. His hand was no longer poised on Hermione’s belly but it hung by his side, his wand slipping out of the sleeve of his jacket in preparation for a duel.

Ginny took a cautious step backwards to Draco her wand in hand by her side. Harry watched his wife and raised an eyebrow.

“Ginevra…what’s going on?”

His voice was tight with restrained anger, and his wand was in hand, pointed at Draco.

“Ginny explain now!”

Ginny took a deep breath and looked into the eyes of her family and then those of her husband.

“Draco and Hermione were…involved, in a relationship. I only just found out about it a few weeks ago.”

She turned to look at Draco, her blue eyes silently pleading with him.

“Draco…show them the letter. Please, it’s the only way they’ll ever believe it…”

Draco hesitated slightly before reaching into his jacket with his free hand and taking out the letter. He handed it over to Ginny, who gently unfolded it and passed it to Harry. Harry’s green eyes scanned the letter quickly, and then scanned it again, before passing it on to Ron and the rest of the Weasleys.

“How long Malfoy?”

Draco sneered at Harry and a vicious smirk crossed his lips.

“That’s none of your business Potter. If she didn’t feel like she could tell you then, what makes you think I should tell you now?”

“If you don’t tell me I’m going to call the Aurors in here and claim you raped her while we were ‘guests’ at Malfoy Manor. It won’t matter whether or not your…relationship was consensual, they’ll keep you in Azkaban long enough for her to give birth and us to give the child to its rightful family.”

Draco growled low in his throat and shifted his feet so his back faced Hermione’s sleeping form and he stood ready to defend his child.

“No one is taking my child away from me. It started at the end of sixth year…that’s all you need to know.”

The healer had stood off to the side watching the events unfold before clearing his throat.

“If I may interrupt you gentlemen before you tear apart the hospital. It has been our experience here that if a child is conceived through forced intercourse, a witch’s magic will try to force her body to abort. If the child in Ms. Granger’s womb was a product of forced relations with Mr. Malfoy I can guarantee you her body would not be trying to save it. In fact it would more than likely have been lost with the blast of the curse. However, since her body and magic are focusing so hard on keeping the child alive, it is safe to assume that this child is the product of a healthy and very loving relationship.”

Harry, Ron, Ginny, Draco, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stared at the healer after his explanation. Ginny knew just from the letter that what Hermione and Malfoy had shared was as real and her’s and Harry’s love.

Draco looked from the healer to Hermione and reached over to touch her stomach again. Ginny watched him sadly and looked at the healer.

“Can you perform a reveal spell…show us what the baby looks like?”

The healer smiled at the witch’s idea of a distraction and walked over and waved his wand over Hermione’s stomach and all eyes looked up to the hazy image floating above the bed. The sounds of her womb and a heartbeat filled the room and there floated the fetal form of a baby.

“It’s a boy from what we can tell. I can adjust the image with another spell and…show you what he will look like.”

The image morphed and the baby took on a pink hue, with pale blonde hair, his eyes closed tightly.

Ginny watched as Draco stared in awe at the form of his unborn child, and tears sprang to her eyes. She turned and ushered her family out of the room, telling them they could fight about everything else later. But that the baby was undoubtedly Draco’s and he deserved time to cope.

Harry and Ron of course argued loudly but Ginny threatened them within an inch of their lives waving her wand around and shoving them out the door, people in the hallways and rooms were watching them.

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Ginny watched now as Draco held the toddler on his knee and listened attentively as he told him about all the goings on at the Potter household.

Draco chuckled as his son animatedly told him about the game of hide and seek he’d played with James Potter and Teddy Lupin, in which he’d won.

“Because Malfoys always win right Dad?”

Draco looked down at him and smiled nodding.

“That’s right mate, Malfoys always win. But if they lose…”

Orion screwed his face up and thought hard to remember what his father said about losing then his eyes brightened and he made a serious face reminiscent of his father’s.

“But if Malfoy’s lose they lose with honor right Dad?”

Draco nodded proudly and kissed his son’s forehead.

“Why don’t you go ask Aunt Luna if she’ll take you and Teddy to the gift shop? You can each buy two snacks and two snacks only."

He put two sickels in his hands and laughed at the boy’s genuine joy and excitement as he kissed Draco’s cheeks.

“Thanks Dad!”

He scrambled off his father’s lap and ran over to Luna who had heard Draco’s suggestion and had grabbed Teddy’s hand. Orion clasped her other hand and the three of them disappeared down the hallway, Draco leaning over slightly to watch them. Once they were out of sight he leaned back in the chair and looked at Ginny.

“Sleeping in chairs again Malfoy?”

She seated herself on the cushioned recliner chair at the end of the hospital bed and watched Hermione for a few minutes. When she looked at Draco he too was staring at the sleeping witch. His face had a few more lines than it should at his mere 23 years. When he looked at her she saw the anguish in his eyes and regretted interrupting him.

“I talked to her again last night. I…I don’t know how to help her. When I talk to her she’s so confused, so…irritated and I don’t know what to do.”

“Have you tried talking to the healers about it? You know they’ve started to make some breakthroughs in the effects of magic on mental states. I hear they even have some psycho all-o-gists here.”

“Draco shook his head. I haven’t mentioned it yet, I’m afraid they’ll want to put me in this place. Although just before you came in the Medi-witch left in a hurry.”

“Did she say anything?”

“No, she came in and scanned Hermione, then scanned her again and walked out. I thought you were her when you walked in.”

The medi-witch came back into the room with the healer who had been working with Hermione since she’d been admitted to St. Mungo’s almost 5 years ago. Draco stood up and looked at them. The healer turned to look at him and nodded.

“Ah Mr. Malfoy I see you are here again today.”

“I’m always here Healer Tennyson. What’s going on?”

“Madame Alexander here has merely noted some anomalies with Ms. Granger’s condition that we haven’t noticed before. Her brain activity has changed, and it appears as if she may be responding to a new treatment we’ve given her. If you’ll just let me examined her I may be able to tell you more.”

Draco watched as the healer turned and ran his wand over Hermione’s body several times, and for the first time in 5 years he had hope that he would talk to her again.
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