Finding Home | By : GreyEyedPhantom Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 9
I can’t tell you how tired I am of praying to the porcelain gods. Everything makes me nauseous. Spicy food, the smell of salt water, hearing my neighbors talking, the wind against my cheek. It all makes me want to vomit. Physically. Never in my life have I been this consistently sick. Pregnancy is for the birds. I’m only eleven weeks in and I’m already wanting this to end.
Which leads me to believe my doctor has a sixth sense about these things. She has sent a plethora of anti-nausea remedies over with her assistant, Phillip. There is something to be said for having an incredibly attractive man tend to you while you’re feeling your worst. While listening to Phillip’s husky voice talk about the community college pool, I can’t help but feel truly grateful for Dr. Smith’s thoughtfulness in sending over the herbs and other ingredients needed for these various mixtures, and also the specimen that is Phillip. I am not trying to deceive myself, even feeling so under the weather, watching Phillip crush, cut, and muddle ingredients, I’m acutely aware of how aroused I am. It reminds me of potions. The power you have by creating. It reminds me of Draco. As I let my eyes graze his lean form, I notice the muscles in his arms working, his chest and stomach taut and tan. Knowing that imp caught staring, I brazenly look into his dark hazel eyes. And he knows he could take me. But he doesn’t know that I wouldn’t be thinking of him. I would be thinking of the blonde Adonis that had sweat trickling down between his steel grey eyes while we worked on potions together. He wouldn’t know that I was thinking about his firm body between my thighs. Or the way he made me purr by taking me from behind.
I avert my eyes from Phillip’s. He is beautiful. But he isn’t Draco.
“Miss Green, I made three different types of remedies. And there are three of each. I went ahead and placed them in your refrigerator to chill. I hope these work for you.” I am standing by the door and he is stand less than three inches away. I don’t want him. Im just lonely. I don’t want him. I’m just lonely. But I could have him and no one would know. “Thank you, Phillip. I’m sure they will work wonders. I hope you can really enjoy the rest of your day.” Now get out before I do something really really irresponsible. “Thanks, you too Miss Green. And if you need anything else let us know.” He said as he walked out the door. Oh my! What is wrong with me!? I know the book said something about hormones but I don’t remember it saying anything explicit about your sex drive. I will not let my hormones take control! I WON’T! This is why it’s important to be in a stable relationship when you are growing another person. A lesser person would find themselves sexing random strangers! Although at the moment I understand the appeal.
After a dose of some highly regarded concoction the doctor insisted I try, I threw on a light jacket and decided to walk down to the college. Classes don’t start until September first and that gives me plenty of time to get my home set up. But in the meantime, walking helps me organize my thoughts. I had already painted the nursery a sage green. Not because of any Slytherin influence, but because I am having a mural painted for the baby. It will be a forest scene, all in black with a smoky gray outline. It should leave a very ethereal impression in the room. I want that space to be very calming for my child. The painting and should be complete by this weekend. Now back to the problem at hand….do I contact people? I know that I promised Ginny I would. I have I just haven’t shared where I am. I also made her swear not to tell anyone about my pregnancy. I do wish I could talk to her though. But if I contact her then she’ll tell Harry. I’m sure Lavender would appreciate if I asked for her company but then Ron would know and then everyone would know. I wonder if Draco knows. I should tell him I’m pregnant. He should know that his spawn is going to make an appearance soon enough. That’s not fair. Mac is my spawn as well. I wonder how Pansy is. If they’re together. No they’re not together. I need to talk to her. She would tell me what happened between them. She wouldn’t purposely do something so cruel. I’ll text Pansy.
Pansy,
It’s H. If you give this number out Ill change it. I need to know some things. You know which things they are. And also don’t tell anyone.
Thanks
H
Of all of our friends Pansy was the only one that really thrived with technology. But she would be.
“chirp, chirp, chirp”
Where are you!? Ginny won’t tell me anything. I mean honestly I was too afraid to ask and Lavender won’t talk to me.
If I tell you, you have to keep it a secret until you can get here. I need you here and we need to talk.
I swear I won’t tell anyone. But have you talked to Drake? He’s a right mess. I mean he thought that you didn’t make it and everyone is being so secretive. I think he and Harry are gone. Ginny said they just needed some time to deal with things.
Pansy, I haven’t talked to him and I’m not going to right now. But I would really appreciate it if you would go ahead and apparate to 603 Sea Breeze Dr, San Clement CA. And Pansy I swear if you tell anyone ill make it impossible for you to disillusion yourself.
Oh I hope this works.
-CRACK-
Do I open the door or wait for her to knock?.............
I can’t wait. As I reach for the doorknob theres a knock and part of me is terrified that I won’t be able to look past seeing her with Draco but I miss my friend so here goes. And there she is, clearly far more afraid than I am. I wrap my arms around her and feel her tentatively respond. There we stand with our arms holding each other like a lifeline. “Did you mean to take off with the love of my life and let him fuck your brains out in my apartment?” I’m not sure where that came from or why it sounded so much more harsh when I said it out loud. “I’m sorry. I’m not sure why I said that, like that.” Pansy leaned back to look me in the eyes and sounded the most confident I’ve ever heard her, even with tears in her eyes. “I know why you asked, and you had every right to ask it that way. You have every right to be hurt and angry and I am so sorry that it ever happened.” She went on to tell me what she went through that night. She said the next day she briefly saw Draco and tried to explain to him that I was fine, in the hospital but fine, but of course he wouldn’t hear her out, he apparated out and that was the last she saw of him. She had tried to get in touch with Ginny and Lavender but they had shut her out.
I asked her how long she could stay and she said indefinitely, she was at my disposal. I told her I was so glad that she was there, that I forgave her. I explained about my new identity, my job at the college and then I walked her into what would be the nursery. When she saw the pictures of the sonogram she teared up and said that she would love to be there for me and Mac. And that I should tell Draco.
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