You've got the job," he smirked, her face lit up, but went back to confusion as she sat straighter in the chair, eyebrow raised.
"You didn't even ask me any
questions,"Hermione said, staring at him.
"I didn't have to,"his grin widened, seeing her b...
Hermione lay awake that night, a fluttering group of ravenous butterflies invading her stomach and causing her brain to stay awake, which made Hermione restless and panicky. Jaqueline stayed asleep, mumbling happy little noises as she slept, making Hermione envious.
"Curse you Malfoy,"she sighed, sitting up in bed, feeling jittery and shaky.
She opened the window and took a great gulp of fresh air, her lungs filling with the cool winter frost, and her body shivered and shook, closing the window in a hurry.
She walked quietly down the stairs, the floor boards beneath the carpet creaking slightly, making Hermione cringe- and went to grab some muggle sleeping pills from the cupboard. She took about four capsules, and downed them all together with a glass of water, when she slowly trudged up the stairs, her sight became blurry and fuzzy, until she could no longer see the other steps, and she collapsed down the stairs, smacking her head on the landing.
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Draco lay wide awake in bed that night, staring at the ceiling, he couldn't sleep;no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't seem to get comfortable. Draco walked down the stairs into his study, and began to write a letter to Hermione again. He dipped his quill in the small blue ink pot beside a pile of books, and pulled over a thin piece of parchment.
Dearest Hermione, I've been thinking a lot about you; unable to get any sleep. I was wondering if you had got any sleep either.. You probably have and are reading this in the morning, but anyway. How are you? What do you think if this evening, or last evening for you probably. I wondered maybe you and me could meet up some time once more, without the stress of a baby and just like a little "date"? You decide, we don't have to if you don't want to, please reply either way though. All my Love, Draco Malfoy Xxxxxxxxxxxx
Draco leant back in his office chair and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, but sent the letter anyway. He paused once the owl had taken flight, out onto the horizon of the rising fiery sun. She would get it soon, probably wake up to it right? Right? HELLO?
An hour past, then two, then three and so on. Blaise and Scorpius woke up, had breakfast, had lunch, it was nearly dinner time, Draco was extremely worried, and apperated in the middle of a meal to Hermione's house. Scorpius And Blaise exchanged glances, but carried on eating anyway, remembering the fact that he didn't bring his wand with him.
"HERMIONE?!"Draco yelled, banging on the door for the tenth time that minute. No one answered, until he heard the unmistakable wail of a baby, up the stairs. He looked through the windows, frantically, eyes wide in horror when he saw Hermione in an uncomfortable position, body trailed down the stairs, a trickle of blood slowly oozing down a step.
Draco sucked in a breath as he smashed his fist through the window, pieces of glass flying everywhere. He pushed his body through slightly, getting cuts on his hands and his trousers getting torn on the calf slightly. He winced, lifting his bloody hands, and his torn leg, and limped quickly towards Hermione's frazzled body.
"Hermione? Hermione can you hear me?"he called, levitating her head lightly, as the blood flushed from her skin.
When he placed her body on the couch- he ran(quite weakly might I add) towards Hermione's room, where Jaqueline lay squirming, screaming loudly. He picked her up suddenly from the crib and ran back down the stairs, bouncing her awkwardly and also sending a patronus to St.Mungoes in a hurry.
"Come on, Come on, Come on, come on"he groaned, Jaqueline's wails filling the room and scorching his ear drums. Suddenly, a group of people appeared into the room, in white blazers and jackets. They rushed over to Hermione and placed her on the orange stretcher that appeared out of nowhere in particular, mumbling things and pulling her in a drip that hung in the air with no support.
"You should get that checked out,"sighed a young man, handing Draco a cloth. "Thanks,"murmured Draco, the screech of Jaqueline ringing in his ears. He got up frantically, and opened the fridge, pulling out a bottle of breast milk and feeding the small child, who hummed appreciatively.
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