The Color Black

~Waking Up in a Nightmare & Letting Go~

~Harry's POV~

It's been a week since the incident at the safe house and neither Sirius or Hermione has woken up. I'm starting to get worried, even though Madam Pomfrey said that this is perfectly normal for the type of trauma they've experienced. I just hope that at least one of them wakes up because that to me would be a sign of hope, a sign that maybe things will get better. I was pulled from my thoughts by the sound of a pain filled groan coming from Hermione, I sat on the bed next to her taking her hand in mine as her brown eyes opened. She looked around a bit, her eyes landing on Sirius and tears flowed down her face, she looked at me shaking her head.

"Please tell me he's not dead, please tell me he's going to wake up, please Harry, please."

I held her close as she cried into my shoulder and I knew that things were going to be difficult for her as long as he's laying in that bed and not holding her in his arms. I wish I wouldn't have left, I should've stayed and helped him. If I had Hermione and he would both be safe and Ron would be dead. There are so many things I wish I could change, I can't believe this is happening, and it's honestly all my fault. If I would've told them about Ron, Hermione never would've been kidnapped, and her and Sirius wouldn't be in the hospital right now.

~Hermione's POV~

When I woke up I felt so much pain, I looked around my eyes landing on Sirius tears streaming down my face, I looked at Harry shaking my head.

"Please tell me he's not dead, please tell me he's going to wake up, please Harry, please."

He held me close while I cried my eyes out, all I could think about was wanting to die, wishing that I had died so I could be with Sirius. I want nothing more than to die and stop this hurt, leave this hell for the rest of my life. I was pulled from my thoughts by someone clearing their throat I pulled away from Harry, tears still streaming down my face. I looked at Madame Pomfrey who gave me a small sad smile before showing me the test that I have to take. I nodded my head, she gave me the pregnancy test, and when it popped positive I cried, looking over at Harry shaking my head.

"I don't want this, I don't want to have this baby, Harry please, please kill it."

His eyes went wide.

"Hermione, I don't think that's the right choice, maybe you should wait and see how things go with Sirius alright. Please for me just wait, I'll talk to Ginny and figure out if she would be willing to take it. We'll figure this out, just please wait, at least a few months alright, please Hermione, for me, just wait."

I shook my head, tears still streaming down my face, I looked at Harry and nodded my head.

"Alright, but if Sirius doesn't wake up that's it, this baby is gone. I won't have a constant reminder about the love of my life's death walking around looking like the man who did it. It's one thing to keep it when it's just a small reminder of the pain that I went through with its father. It's completely different when it's father is the reason the man I love, my future husband is dead."

He nodded his head.

"I understand Hermione, and then it'll be your choice until then though, please, please just hold on for me alright?"

"Alright Harry."

He stood up and went to leave but I grabbed his wrist pulling him back, I moved over a bit making room for him before speaking.

"Please stay with me, I don't want to be alone."

He nodded his head crawling into bed holding me close, tomorrow I get to go home or at least to the dungeon even though I'm pretty sure I won't stay there. I'll probably move up to the Gryffindor common room and just sleep on the couch until Sirius wakes up or is gone. In that case I'll be moving back into the Gryffindor common and just stay there, I don't really want to think of my life without Sirius. I love him more than anything on this earth, if I lose him I don't know what I'm going to do, I need him.