Chapter 20 : Family
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Hermione Granger did not know what to do. About five years ago, this feeling of uncertainty would have been abnormal, but by this time in her life she had grown used to it. She was trying to decide whether she should stay in Draco’s comforting embrace, or go and comfort Harry. She did not know what was wrong with Ginny, and she was afraid to find out. She looked up and linked eyes with Draco. He gave her a slight nod and loosened his grip on her. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips before she stood up from her place in his lap.
She slowly walked over to Harry and sat beside him on the ground. Harry did not move and inch. His eyes continued to stare at a spot on the floor, and tears were spilling down his cheeks. Hermione was struggling to keep herself from crying because Harry did not need to worry about her at a time like this. She wrapped her arms around him as best as she could and pulled him into a hug.
She took his hand in her own and asked quietly, “Harry, what happened?” He pulled away from her, finally acknowledging Hermione’s presence. He wiped the tears from his cheeks and resumed staring at the floor. “Harry?”
“It’s all my fault.” He whispered as another tear made its way down his already tear stained face.
“What is all your fault Harry?”
“She lost the baby.” He sobbed burying his face in his arms. Hermione could not stop the tears any longer. She let the tears fall as she tightened her grip on his hand.
“She had a miscarriage?” Hermione asked. Harry did not even bother to answer her. He refused to look up as he continued to whisper, “It’s all my fault.”
“What did Solome say? Is Ginny all right?” At that moment, Harry’s grief turned to anger.
“She’s not all right! She lost a baby, OUR baby! The healer also mentioned that there is a good chance we won’t be able to have any more children! Would YOU be all right, Hermione?” Harry yelled; his voice breaking up as his sorrow overwhelmed him once again. Hermione pulled him into another hug as he sobbed even harder. Harry held Hermione very tightly; as if she might disappear. Harry rested his head on Hermione’s shoulder as he cried. They sat on the floor without realizing how much time had actually passed.
“Mr. Potter?” Harry and Hermione looked up to find Solome standing in front of them.
“Your wife is awake if you would like to see her.” Harry nodded. He looked over to Hermione.
“You go first. Draco and I will meet you in a minute. What room is she in Solome?”
“She’s in 318.” Solome replied.
“I can find it without a problem. You go ahead and have some time alone with her.” Hermione motioned for him to go with Solome. Harry released Hermione’s hand and followed Solome down the hallway.
Hermione walked over to where Draco was sleeping in his chair. She smiled at his calm, sleeping form. She bent down and placed a light kiss on his forehead. She looked down and saw him looking up at her. She reached out her hand to help him stand up.
“What happened to Ginny?” Draco asked Hermione.
“She had a miscarriage.” Hermione replied trying to stay calm. Draco’s face fell and he hugged Hermione. “We can go see her now, but I don’t want to stay too long. Harry needs some time alone with her.” Draco nodded and took her hand. Hermione led him down the hallway that Solome had taken Harry down earlier. They reached room 318, and Hermione glanced over at Draco. He motioned toward the door. Hermione slowly turned the door knob and entered the room
Ginny was on the bed. Her face was pale, but she looked peaceful. Harry was seated at her side and he was holding Ginny’s hand.
“How is she doing Harry?” Hermione asked.
“The healers say she’s going to be fine, physically. They haven’t told her about the baby yet. They are going to wait until she’s fully conscious and that the medication has completely worn off.” Harry paused and looked back at Ginny. Hermione saw the tears make their way down his face and decided that he needed more time with Ginny.
“We’ll come back later Harry. Just spend some time with her. If you need to find us, we’ll be in the waiting room, okay?” Harry did not move very much, but Hermione saw him give a small nod. She kissed him on the top of his head and squeezed his shoulder before she left the room with Draco.
They walked back to the waiting room and sat side by side on the couch. Draco glanced at Hermione and noticed that her eyelids were drooping, and she was having a hard time keeping her eyes open.
“Hermione, are you tired?” Draco asked. She opened her mouth to reply, but instead she let out a loud yawn. Draco smiled a little. “Come here. You can lie down, I don’t mind.” Hermione nodded sleepily and put her head in his lap. She took one of his hands and held it tightly in her own. Hermione was asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. Draco checked his watch and saw that it was about four in the morning. He tried to stay up, but after about an hour of fighting to stay awake, Draco succumbed to his exhaustion.
It was about 9:30 in the morning when Draco began to wake up. He had this strange feeling, like someone was watching him. He slowly opened his eyes. He looked down at Hermione. She was still knocked out. He then noticed that she was no longer the only one stretched out on the couch. Sometime while he was asleep he had shifted around on the couch, and they were both lying down. Hermione was half on top of Draco and one of her arms was firmly wrapped around his abdomen.
He grinned at the sight of her messy hair. He reached out to remove a lock of hair from her face, but he stopped abruptly when he heard someone clear their throat from above him. Draco looked up and saw a man with bright red hair whose arm was wrapped around the waist of a very pregnant dark-skinned woman. They both had looks of shock and confusion on their faces. Fred Weasley locked eyes with Draco for a second, and Draco immediately began to wake up Hermione.
“Hermione, love, you have visitors.” He whispered.
“No, tell Jess I’ll feed the squirrels later.” Hermione mumbled, burying her face in his chest. Draco chuckled and Fred raised an eyebrow at her reaction.
“No, I think it’s a Weasley.”
“OH SHIT! Bloody Hell, how did I forget the Weasleys?” Hermione sat straight up on the couch, but due to the lack of space she fell right off of the couch onto the floor. Draco laughed at her. She glared at him from her spot on the floor. Her lips were pursed and she did not look too happy.
“Draco Malfoy don’t you ever scare me like that again!” she yelled while punching him in the arm. Draco let out a yelp of pain and rubbed his arm. Fred grinned, but Hermione was so focused on Draco that she had not even noticed Fred and Angelina yet. Hermione’s face grew serious. Draco began to get worried as her eyes started to water.
“We forgot to tell the Weasleys!” she cried. She jumped up off of the floor. She turned around and ran right into someone standing behind her.
“Fred! Angelina!” tears leaked from her eyes as she gave Angelina a short hug and then wrapped her arms around Fred in a firm hug. He patted her back awkwardly.
“We just came here for Angelina to get a check up because she’s been having some problems with the baby, but she’s fine. You on the other hand don’t look too fine. What’s going on Hermione?” she wiped her eyes and looked up at Fred sadly.
“Ginny’s here in the hospital Fred.”
“What happened? Is she all right?” Fred asked as he began to tremble.
“We got attacked at the camp. The Lestranges and Lucius Malfoy found us. Bellatrix hit Ginny with a very strong Cruciatus curse. I subdued them and brought Ginny here as soon as I could. She’s in her room with Harry at the moment. She’s doing okay for now. She was pregnant, Fred, but the curse caused her to lose the baby.” Fred’s eyes began to fill up with tears. This broke Hermione’s heart because she had not seen Fred cry since the end of the war.
“Have you told mum and dad? Where are James and Ron?” his voice was strained and it was clear that he was trying to keep himself from crying.
“James and Ron are with my friends at camp. There are aurors stationed there for now, I promise you that they are safe. And I feel so horrible that I totally forgot about Molly and Arthur! I can’t believe I was so stupid!” Hermione covered her face with her hands.
“Don’t worry Hermione. Angie and I will go tell everyone. Just stay and make sure she’s all right, for us.” Fred reassured her even though his voice was still weak and shaky. Hermione hugged him once again before he took Angelina’s hand and they walked quickly toward the lift. Hermione turned to Draco and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. He held her tightly.
“Ginny is probably up now. Do you want to go see her, Hermione?” Draco suggested. Hermione nodded and dropped her arms. She then took his hand and led him down the hallway.
They entered Ginny’s room silently. Harry was sitting on the bed and Ginny was curled up beside him. He was softly stroking her hair, and they were quietly talking to each other. Hermione knocked on the door so that they knew that she and Draco were there. Ginny and Harry looked up. Ginny had tears stains covering her cheeks. Her face was stricken, but her eyes lit up slightly when she saw Hermione. Ginny motioned for Hermione to come over and sit next to her on the bed. As soon as Hermione sat on the bed, Ginny enveloped her in a hug. Hermione did not know what to say. Ginny was in so much pain, yet she seemed to think of how to comfort Hermione instead of worrying about herself. Hermione returned Ginny’s hug with all her strength.
At that moment, the doors flew open and a mob of people, led by Molly Weasley, entered Ginny’s room. Ginny’s teary eyes locked with Hermione’s and Ginny whispered, “Thank you.” Hermione moved from her spot on the bed in just enough time. After she stood up, Mrs. Weasley seized Ginny and wrapped her arms around her tightly. The two women were crying together as the other members of the Weasley family made their way into the room.
Angelina, Penelope and Annabella all had tears streaming down their face by the time Arthur went over to Ginny and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Penelope had baby Elizabeth in her arms, and Elizabeth was fast asleep. Charlie’s son Will was looking around at the adults with a confused look on his face. Charlie was holding his hand so that he didn’t run around and disrupt anything.
When Molly and Arthur went over to talk with Harry, Ginny’s brothers gathered around her and they each gave her firm hugs.
“How are you feeling Gin?” Fred asked twisting his hands nervously. She gave him a small smile.
“I’m doing better. I’m still… I don’t know. I’m upset and lost and heartbroken and so many things at once. I just feel empty. Right now all I want to do is go home.” Ginny told her brothers despondently. Percy took her hand and wiped away her tears. Suddenly,the doors opened. Everyone turned to see who it was. Neville was at the door. Two children immediately ran into the room once Neville moved out of the way.
“MUMMY!” Ron and James ran over to Ginny and they tried to climb onto the bed. Fred and Charlie helped them up onto the bed. Ginny smiled at her boys with tears in her eyes.
“No crying mum. We have stuff to tell yous!” Ron said with a grin on his face.
“Yeah, lots!” James agreed. “Nev saw it! Tell ‘em Nev!”
Neville smiled nervously. “Harry, Ginny, did you guys know Ron and James could do magic? Your friend Mark woke up with green hair, and that guy Josh woke up with out any eyebrows. It was quite funny.” The Weasleys all laughed to spite the situation, and Fred beamed more than anyone. "They were pretty shocked, but I set them back to normal and decided it would be best if I dropped the boys off with you all. The nurse told me where you were. I best be off though. I hope you feel better Ginny, and I'm sorry about what happened." Neville said before he left the room.
“Well, I’m pretty sure Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes is staying in the family.” Fred ruffled up Ron and James hair. Everyone laughed again as the boy's eyes lit up.
Ron and James had improved the solemn mood that had overtaken the hospital room. They told their family what they did at camp, and their silly antics and funny stories kept the family’s sorrow at bay. For a moment, they could be together as a family. No one questioned Draco’s presence. He was a part of Hermione, Hermione was a part of the Weasleys, and they were all family, no matter what. With the threat from outside no longer existent, they were able to live, laugh, and love freely and without worry for the first time in their lives.
I'm really sorry for the wait once again. It's the end of first semester so everything at school is hectic. I will be trying to finish this before the new year. There are only about 3-4 chapter left in this story, including an epilogue.
I just want to thank everyone who has kept up with this story even with my horribly slow updating. I'm not completely happy with this chapter, but I wanted to post so that you all know I'm still alive. lol.
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