Hermione's POV
I vomit up my breakfast, mean this is the fifth time in the last two days. "You ok Hermione?" Charlie asks startling me.
"Charlie, didn't hear you come in" I state and rinse my mouth.
"I knocked, but you didn't answer. I heard you vomiting and came to make sure you were ok" he explains as I grab my tooth brush.
"I think it's the stress of being back at work. This is the fifth time in the last 48 hours" I tell him. I start to brush my teeth.
"Maybe you should see a healer?" he suggests. I rinse my mouth and the brush. Before looking at him.
"I'm fine Charlie, really" I assure him.
"Well to use my mum's phrase, you look peaky" he tells me. "Besides vomiting so many times, isn't normal" he states. "It's your day off, let me take you to Saint Mungo's" he suggests.
"But Banksia" I say.
"Bill can look after her, besides this is about your health" he states.
"Ok" I say with a sigh. "But you don't have to come, it's your final day of vacation. You should spend it with your family. Not with me waiting to see a healer. Which could take hours" I tell him.
"I don't mind" he assures me.
"I'm a big girl Charlie, I can see the healer on my own" I assure him.
"Hermione you're my friend and I am worried" he tells me. "Please?" he pleads.
"Ok, you can come" I tell him. I grab my bag and wand. We apparate to the hospital and enter.
"How may I help you?" the receptionist asks.
"I haven't been feeling the best the last couple of days" I tell her.
"She's been vomiting" Charlie adds.
"Have you been bitten by any creature or encounted any enchanted artefacts?" the receptionist asks me.
"No" I tell her.
"Potion mishap or poison?" she asks.
"No" I state.
"Second floor" she tells me. I nod and we left as she called the next person forward. We took the elevator to the second floor. Where we're asked to wait for a healer.
"So any ideas what it is?" Charlie asks me curious.
"I personally think it's stress related, but the healer should know" I state. He nods. "So how has your vacation been?" I ask him curious.
"Been great" he states. "Though poor Fleur has terrible morning sickness" he tells me.
"Really? She had very little with her first two pregnancies" I states.
"I think it's karma" he states. "You know from Bill teasing the others for having it bad. Now it's his turn to suffer with his wife through horrible morning sickness" he says with a chuckle.
"While raising two little girls, poor guy" I state.
"Miss Granger!" a healer calls. We get up and approach. "Did you want this man present?" she asks me.
"I can get us some tea" Charlie offers.
"Tea would be lovely, see you on the fifth floor" I tell him. He nods and left. The healer leads me to an examination room.
"So what appears to be the problem Miss Granger?" the healer asks as I sit on the bed.
"I've vomited five times in the last forty eight hours" I tell her. She nods writing it down.
"Any other symptoms?" she asks.
"I'm tired a lot. But I've just started back at work after being on vacation. I think it's just stress" I tell her.
"Let me decide that" she tells me writing it down. "Have you been interment with anyone in the last two months?" she asks me.
"By interment, you mean sex?" I ask her.
"Yes" she states adjusting her glasses.
"Yes, I have" I admit trying not to blush. "But what's that got to do with anything?" I ask her. She takes out her wand.
"May I try a charm?" she asks me.
"If it'll tell us what's wrong, sure" I tell her.
"Homenum Revelio" she says and two other people are shown in the room. She smiles. "Well you are perfectly healthy Miss Granger, for pregnant witch" she states.
"What?!" I exclaim.
"I take it this wasn't plan" she states as she looks through come pamphlets. "Well you are pregnant with twins" she tells me.
"Twins?!" I cry. How could I let this happen? What do I tell Charlie? How will he react?
"I take it the wizard who came with you is the father?" she asks.
"You'd be correct" I tell her sheepishly.
"He's a Weasley right?" she asks me.
"Yes" I tell her.
"Then it's possible you are having identical twins, any idea how far along you are?" she asks me.
"Six weeks" I tell her.
"Well I have some tests to perform, then I can give you a potion to help with the nausea" she tells me. "You are keeping the babies, right?" she asks.
"Of course I am" I snap holding my stomach protectively.
"Sorry, standard question with unplanned pregnancies" she tells me. "Do you want Mr Weasley present for the rest of the visit?" she asks.
"No, I'll tell him tonight" I tell her. She nods her head and continued the exam. Apparently the babies are fine and so am I. She gave me a potion to help with the nausea. Before asking me to come back in four weeks for another appointment.
I then went to the fifth floor to see Charlie waiting for me. "How did it go?" he asks me.
"She gave me a potion for the nausea and said to come back in four weeks for a follow up" I tell him. He nods his head. "Um, did you want to come over for dinner tonight?" I ask him.
"Sure, sounds fun" he states. We finish our tea and left the hospital. He went back to the burrow and I went back to my apartment.
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