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68- Winter illnesses

I am currently ill.. GOD DAMN YOU COLDDDSSSS!!
Ugh..
I chime in with, "haven't you people ever heard of, closing the god damn door, no?"

"I wish I was kissing you, instead of missing you".
-Unknown

Another day passed, Hermione didn't come out of the bathroom, and Draco had been sitting there for ages, finally realising he had to go to work, and called Blaise and Pansy to check in on her.

He left, before passing a note under the door.
Hermione sniffled, she was seated beside the toilet bowl.
She had been sick, her head was burning and she had a terrible sweat on.

"Probably.. winter flue"she whispered, placing a hand over her aching stomach, craving for something to snack on, but that would mean being sick again, and she wouldn't do that again.

Hermione picked up the letter from the floor and but her lip.

Hermione,
I'm leaving for work, Blaise and Pansy will come soon to check up on you, don't make them leave.
Take some medication, and stay in bed, I will take the day off work tomorrow to look after you, and I will see to a doctor as soon as possible.
I love you.
Draco.
Xxx

She scoffed, placing the letter on the floor again and standing on shaky legs, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

She chuckled, what a sight to see, and opened the door, she staggered unsteadily down the stairs and towards the kitchen, taking a pill to calm her nerves, and snacking out on a chicken wing, strawberry yogurt, a glass of milk and half a cucumber.

Her breathing accelerated and she trundled up the stairs towards the bedroom, before passing out in the covers, exhaustion taking over.

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Blaise and Pansy stepped into the house, winter had given Pansy a cold, and she clung to Blaise, shivering under the twelve jumpers and fur coat.

"Ah, Merlin damn Draco for making me go back out there"she scolded, running towards the fireplace and lighting it, kneeling down on the carpet, her skin warming against its flames.

Blaise closed the door, and walked up the stairs, calling Hermione's name, before yelling for Pansy to call for a Doctor immediately.
The Doctor came around, checking on Hermione and running tests, before stepping out to tell the couple the news.

"Miss Granger, is pregnant, I still need to run a few tests, but that particular test came out positive four times,"she began.

"The reason why she is feeling quite, ill is because she has a slight winter illness, it will pass in a few days and she will be fine, but must take it easy and stay in bed for now".

"Thank you Doctor,"sneezed Pansy, as the Doctor left and they couple began to fret and vent at the pregnancy.

"What will Draco do?"Pansy cried, her nose as red as a beetroot.

Blaise held up a finger as he stirred the mug of tomato soup with a table spoon and walked up the stairs into the bedroom where Hermione lay, wheezing.
"Thank you"she whispered, taking the mug into her pale fingers.

"So, what're are you going to do?"Asked Blaise, sitting in the bed, holding Pansy in his arms.

"I don't know to be honest.. Jaqueline is three in a month.."she sighed, sipping the soup from a spoon, sitting up right in bed, leaning on a stack of fluffy pillows.
The couple snuggled up on the bed, and kissed, Hermione smirked, hiding it behind the mug of soup, and looked away.

+ + +

Draco appeared in the house, seeing Blaise and Pansy on the couch, legs up and cuddled, watching a film.
"Where Hermione?"He asked, his voice hoarse.

"She's in bed, sleeping, Oh and Draco!"Called Blaise, turning to look at Draco.
"She's pregnant, and has a winter illness,"

Draco's eyes widened and he paused, his breathing caught tightly in his throat.
He dashed up the stairs, dropping the beside case loudly, and made his way towards the bedroom, bursting in, and standing beside the bed, gazing down at Hermione, who looked pale and stretched.

She stirred, groaning slightly, and opened her eyes, finding Draco's stern harsh expression plastered against his face.

"Your pregnant."

Her eyes widened and she bit her lip, waiting for him to slap her senseless, but felt nothing of it. "I'm sorry,"she squeaked.

Draco raised a confused eyebrow and sat on the bed, taking her cold hand within his.
"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know.."

He sighed and looked down at their entwined fingers.
"This is a good thing,"he smiled warmly down at her, and kissed the back of her hand.
"We are going to have a baby,"he chuckled.

Hermione grinned and leant up, pressing her lips against his and brought him down into the bed.
"Woah, darling, we can't, you need to get your health back up, you need to be strong, and fucking you senseless isn't going to do that"
They both laughed, Hermione felt a blush flushing her cheeks, and coughed, clearing her throat.

"You get some rest now, and I'll come back up soon, okay?"He kissed her forehead and walked away, blowing a kiss to her when he stood at the door, and walked down the stairs.