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Chapter 2 : Something Went Wrong In The World
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Hey you guys Firstly, Happy New Year to all my lovely readers! I hope this year is great with loads and loads of new fan fiction ANYWAY, sorry for the long delay- so without further delay, here's my chapter two of The Other Reality!
Edited on 9/4/12
His eyes slowly fluttered open and for a few seconds he just stared at the ceiling above him. His eyebrows furrowed together as he realized that rather than seeing his green, Slytherin ceiling, he was staring straight at an off-white one.
He sat up suddenly and looked around the room. He was on a queen-sized white bed and there was a desk to his right and a cupboard to his left against walls and across him was a door. This was DEFINITELY not his dorm at Hogwarts.
Suddenly he heard sobbing and screams from outside where he was. He took a deep breathe and pinched his arm. He didn't wake up from the dream he hoped he was in. He pushed away the blanket covering him and noticed he was dressed in a tshirt and black boxers. He shook his head, disbelievingly. He could have sworn he was wearing green pajamas yesterday night.
He stood up and very nervously turned the handle of the door and opened it. The screams and sobs suddenly got louder. He noticed his wand on the bedside table, grabbed it and holding it tightly in front of him, left the room.
He was now in a carpetted corridor. There was a light brown door across from his and another one a few steps away beside the light brown one. He pressed his ear against the one across him but he heard nothing so he moved forward. He went to the second door and realized that the sobbing and screams belonged to a girl.
Gripping his wand tighter, he turned the handle of the door and pushed it forward ,his wand ready.
But upon entering, he realized that there was only one other person in the room. He turned his head towards the bed on his right and noticed a woman thrashing in her sleep.
He lowered his wand and took a few steps towards her. Why did she look so familiar?
No, this was NOT happening.
He noticed that tears were running down her cheeks and she was screaming.
"NO! NO! YOU CAN'T HURT HIM!"
He took a few weary steps closer and looked at her thrashing about in her sleep.
Her left hand grabbed her right arm and she squeezed tightly and screamed.
His eyes went to that arm and he suddenly realized what she was screaming about. There, on her arm where faded letters spelling out "mudblood".
A sick, churning feeling crossed his stomach as he realized how much hurt that simple word caused her.
"Please! Please...just stop!" She gasped, more tears rolling down her cheeks.
Draco leaned over and shook her gently.
"Get up, Granger, it's just a nightmare".
Hermione tried to struggle out of his grip but he held her tightly and continued shaking her.
"Granger, get UP!" He said.
She suddenly sat up, her eyes flying open, panting heavily. She stared blindly ahead of her, unaware of who was sitting beside her, his hands still on her shoulders.
"She got me again..." She whispered.
"No one got you...it was just a nightmare..." He said quietly.
She suddenly snapped out of her daze because of his voice and turned suddenly to look at him. His arms dropped to his side and she scurried behind on the bed, dragging her covers with her.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in my room?!" She yelled.
"Your room? Seriously? Look around, does this look anything like your stupid red Griffindor room, Granger?" He spat.
Her eyes scanned the room. There was a dressing table and mirror sitting across the bed with a cupboard beside it stretching across the rest of the wall. Behind Draco there was a door, probably for a bathroom or something and to her right was a rectangular window with blue curtains. She was currently sitting on a king-sized bed with blue sheets.
"What in the name of Merlin..." She muttered, getting off the bed.
"Where have you brought me?!" She yelled at Draco, who was watching her.
"ME? Brought YOU?" Draco spluttered disbelievingly,"In your dreams, Granger!"
"Well, clearly I didn't get YOU here, so why the hell are we both together here? Not in Hogwarts? Wait, are we in Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.
"No, we're in some sort of house I think..." Draco said," Granger, have you seen yourself in the mirror?" He suddenly asked, noticing her hair.
"What?" She asked. She stepped infront of the mirror and gasped. She no longer had bushy, curly hair. Instead, she had straight hair that was flowing over her shoulders with slight curls towards the ends. Her eyes looked exactly the same but...she touched her face...she looked slightly older.
She noticed Draco stepping behind her and looking into the mirror himself. His hair was shorter but the same white-blonde as ever. His eyes were still silver-blue but he, too,looked older. Hermione noticed that she wasn't wearing her red pajamas anymore but was dressed in a loose t-shirt and shorts.
"I don't understand..." She mumbled.
"You think I do?!" He snapped.
"There is no need to snap at me, Malfoy!" She said.
She turned towards him about to say something more when suddenly the door that Draco had closed behind him when he entered her room, opened a little again.
Her mouth fell open as she saw a little figure poking his head into the room.
"What? Nothing more to say, do you?" Draco snapped again.
She kept quiet and watched as the little figure entered the room. It was a little boy of about four. He had hair just like her own and eyes identical to...Draco's. He was clutching a teddy bear in one hand and dragging along an orange blanket in another. He was wearing white pajamas.
"Say something goddamit!" Draco yelled.
Hermione swallowed hard and said ,"Turn around..."
He spun around, a little confused and his jaw dropped open seeing the boy.
"Mummy...can I sleep with you? The dark is scaring me..." The little boy asked. Draco looked at Hermione and they stared at eachother.
"Are you fighting again...." The little boy said, sadly,"Daddy?" He looked at Draco.
Hermione went to the boy and lifted him into her arms and smiled, "No, sweety, we're not fighting."
"Good, I don't like it when you both fight", The little boy smiled, "Can I sleep here?"
"Of course you can", Hermione smiled. She put the boy on the mattress and tucked him in. She sat beside him, stroking his soft hair until finally, his breathing grew even and she knew he was asleep.
She quietly looked up at Draco, who was watching her and the little boy.
"This has to be some sick bloody joke..." He said, shaking his head, "We've been trapped in some house where-"
"Our house", She whispered.
"Excuse me?" Draco said.
"This is our house...our own house", She said, not meeting his eyes.
"And this boy?" He said, his voice louder.
"Ssshh! You'll wake him! " Hermione said, "This boy...Malfoy, I...I think he's our son."
"What the hell are you on about?" Draco snapped, "This can't be our son! We would never have a son together! Hell, we would never have a bloody house together, forget the kid."
"Who are you trying to lie to?" Hermione asked, "Look at him,Malfoy-look at him and tell me-tell me that he doesn't have my hair and your eyes-tell me he doesn't look like what would be our kid!"
Draco stared at the little boy, snuggled close to Hermione and then looked at her.
"Say it, say that it's a lie", Hermione said.
"I can't..." Draco said, "But how...when...why are we here?"
"I don't know...I'm looking around. Maybe we'll find some answers or something that will tell us what's going on". She stood up and before leaving the room, almost upon instinct, bent down and kissed the little boy's forehead. She walked out of the room, pocketing her wand which was on her bedside table.
Draco looked at the kid couldn't deny the fact that he did look uncannily like Draco and Hermione both. He shook his head once more and left the room after Hermione.
He stopped at the top of the staircase. She stood frozen in the middle of the flight, staring at something on the wall infront of her. It was a photograph- a set of photographs actually.
He slowly went down the steps and stood beside her. He followed her eyes and as soon as he saw the photographs, he gasped. The first one was of Hermione in a white gown and veil and beside her stood Draco in a black tuxedo, his arms around her, pulling her close.
The second photograph was of a tired looking Hermione sitting on a hospital bed, with a baby cradled in her arms and Draco was once again, beside her, one arm around her shoulders and the other holding the baby with her.
Hermione felt tears well up in her eyes as she turned away and ran down the stairs. This was not happening! They had never gotten married, forget having a kid together! She quickly brushed her tears away and switched on the lights of the room she was in. It lit up, revealing a living room with a black sofa, an armchair, a coffee table in between, a television set infront of the sofa and general things you'd find in a living room, like a cabinet full of books.
She went into the kitchen. It was absolutely perfect. Like something she had dreamt of when she was little and always wanted a dream house.
She sat down at the table at the centre and dropped her head in her hands.
"This is impossible..." She said.
"This place is amazing", She heard Draco say from the living room. He entered the kitchen and she looked up at him.
"What's going on?" She asked, a little scared.
"Is the courageous Griffindor scared?" He smirked.
"Do NOT tell me that you wish to be stuck here for the rest of your bloody life!" Hermione snapped, "It wouldn't have even been so bad if it wasnt YOU here with me! It would have been bearable atleast!"
"I could say the same thing, Granger", Malfoy sneered, "I don't know what I did to deserve being stuck here with you."
"Merlin forbid that I ever have a husband whome I hate so much and a child who-" She suddenly kept quiet.
"What?" Draco asked, angrily, "Go on!"
"Malfoy", She said quietly, "Remember what you said to me right before we went to our own dorms last night?"
"I don't remember my conversations with you", Malfoy said, "You're just that unimportant."
"I'm serious, Malfoy", She said, looking at him, "You said that you wished that I would get kids who would try to kill me and a husband, if I ever even got married, who would hate my guts."
"Oh...that", Draco said, "So what about it?"
"Don't you see?!" Hermione asked, "Did you have anything yesterday night that would make your little wish come true?"
"No, not that I-" Draco began saying and then,"Oh shit."
"What?" Hermione asked, panicking,"What happened?"
"Dumbledore gave me this little device that would apparently make the first thing I said come true under certain circumstances", Draco said, "I'm guessing that stupid device made that wish come true in a very twisted way...where the circumstance was...you." He swallowed hard.
"Oh no..." Hermione said.
"I was wondering why he would give me anything at all", Draco said.
"What're we going to do?!" Hermione said, "We have no idea where we are, how old we are, what our own kid's name is...anything. Oh dear. If your wish comes true, then the little boy up there would want to...kill me.."
"He loved you too much," Draco said, without thinking.
"Huh?" Hermione asked.
"I mean...he seemed to love you too much to want to...uh...kill you ", Draco said, "seems logical."
"Nothing seems logical right now, Malfoy", Hermione shook her head, "What do we do?"
"We just relax until we get some news from someone", Draco said.
"Relax?" Hermione spluttered, "Why would you relax? Especially with someone like me around? You hate me."
"I don't have much of a choice BUT to relax", Draco said, sitting opposite Hermione on the table.
Hermione sighed and asked, "coffee?" He nodded and she began making two mugs of hot coffee once she had figured out where things were.
She placed the mugs on the table and Draco removed the lid from the top of his. The smell suddenly hit Hermione's nose and she gasped. She squeezed her lips together and ran out of the kitchen. She ran to the door on the opposite end in the living room and threw it open. Bathroom. Thank Merlin.
She collapsed to her knees infront of the toilet seat and threw up into it. Panting with tears in her eyes, she continued to throw up. She felt someone come up behind her. She stopped throwing up and sat where she was, tears brimming her eyes. Draco handed her a towel and she whiped her mouth and hands and flushed the toilet.
"What happened?" He asked.
"What do you think happened? I threw up!" She snapped, "I don't kn-"
She suddenly placed her hands against her stomach and gasped.
"What? What happened?!" Draco asked, kneeling beside her.
"N-nothing...I thought I felt something lurch inside me..." She said.
"That would be your stomach", He said.
"No...as in...It wasn't my stomach but rather-never mind..." She shook her head. She was imagining things.
"What do you think it was?" Draco asked,nervously.
She shook her head and said, "Nothing", slowly standing up. Draco dropped his hand away from her hair and stepped out of the bathroom while she washed her face.
They were sitting silently in the kitchen, coffee long since thrown away because they were afraid it would cause Hermione to throw up again.
Their heads snapped to their side and saw the little boy standing at the doorway of the kitchen.
"Hey...uh, son..." Draco said.
"Why are you both so quiet?" He asked.
"We're just...sleepy", Hermione said, "We didn't sleep very well last night."
Last night...sleep. Suddenly Draco realized something very odd. If they were married, why was Hermione and him in seperate rooms in the morning?
"Oh alright", The little boy said.
"Would you like something to eat, Aaron?" Hermione asked, without thinking. She suddenly realized what she had said and looked at Draco, her mouth parted in shock.
He looked questioningly to her and mouthed, "Aaron?" She swallowed hard and shrugged.
"Okay, mum. I'm pretty hungry", The little boy said.
He scampered away to the living room and in a few seconds they heard the t.v turn on.
Draco and Hermione sat frozen where they were.
"How did you-"
"I-I don't know", Hermione said, "It just came out naturally. I had always thought that if I had a son, I'd name him Aaron. But... I don't know..."
"Wow..." Draco said,"Atleast we know our son's name now."
Hermione was surprised by the way he had said "our son". His voice wasnt filled with anger or distaste or annoyance. Rather, it was filled with something she couldn't quite decipher.
"Why don't you sound upset..." Hermione blurted, without thinking.
"What?" Draco asked, confused.
"You had a bloody son with me. You got married. To ME. You should be yelling the roof down- calling me a mudblood, telling me to get out." Hermione said.
"Granger...I-I...would have if...everything didn't seem so...okay. I mean, Aaron's just adorable. And this house is amazing and...I don't know." Draco said, giving up on trying to express himself.
Before Hermione could say anything, there was a tapping at the window and the two looked up. A white owl was outside with a letter. Draco opened the window and untied the letter from the owl and it flew away.
"It's addressed to Mr. And Mrs.Malfoy", He said, his eyes meeting hers. Mr and Mrs.Malfoy, she repeated in her head... she was Mrs.Malfoy. CLEARLY something went wrong in the world.
He stood next to her and opened the letter and they read it together, heads close to eachother.
Dear Hermione and Draco,
As you have probably figured out, this is the consequence of Mr.Malfoy wishing bad for Ms.Granger.
Just to teach you both how consequences of your words work, I have sent you both 7 years into the future. You will come across a few problems and situations, but the way you handle the situation is entirely up to you. Your decisions will affect your future. You can either chose to stay together or leave eachother- time will tell which one.
That is all I can say for now. I will keep in touch when relevant.
"What the-" Hermione started but Draco cut her off.
"Is that old idiot HONESTLY thinking that we'll remain together? We're leaving each other! NOW!" He said.
"Aaron..." Hermione said, wearily,"What about him?"
"Look! He's technically not even our son!" Draco said.
"Youre such a self-centered arrogant jerk! He's our son, Malfoy! We cant just leave him!" Hermione protested.
"I get that you want to be with me, but honestly Granger, I have no intention in staying a minute with you", Draco spat.
"I have no intention in staying with you either!" Hermione snapped, "I'm saying it because I have a son out there who needs love from both parents! I refuse to just abandon him!"
"Oh come off it!" Draco said," You dont even know him!"
"HE'S MY SON, MALFOY!" Hermione yelled, "LIKE IT OR NOT, I'M STAYING HERE WITH HIM!"
"Dont you want to go back? To being seventeen again?" Draco asked her, angrily.
"You're so selfish!" Hermione cried, moving away from him and preparing breafast for Aaron after finding the things she needed.
Draco sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
Hermione made an omlette and poured some milk into a glass and took it outside and placed it on the coffee table infront of Aaron.
"Eat up, honey", She said.
"Do I HAVE to go to kindergarten today?" Aaron wailed.
"Y-yes you do", Hermione said, nervously. Where the hell was his kindergarten?! Did someone pick him up? Did she have to drop him there? Oh dear...
Before she could call to Draco, the doorbell rang. She cursed under her breathe and went to the door and looked through the eyehole.
Ginny Weasley stood there, in jeans and a black t-shirt.
She took a deep breathe and opened the door.
"Ginny!" She said,"Uh-hi!"
Ginny surprised her by hugging her tightly, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah...Im fine,, why?" Hermione asked, nervously.
"You called me last night, crying your eyes out, Hermione!" Ginny said, "Dont you tell me that you're fine!"
Draco appeared at the kitchen door and he looked at Ginny.
"Malfoy", Ginny snapped,"How's Bitch Mcenzee?"
"Ginny, language!" Hermione said, wondering who the hell Mcenzee was.
Draco simply glared at her and went to his...son.
"Hermione, do you want me to drop Aaron off to kindergarten today?" Ginny offered, "You dont look very healthy today."
"Uh...yeah, sure", Hermione said, smiling a little,"That would be great."
She turned to Aaron and said," Finish eating quickly, love, and then I want you to be a good boy and go get dressed into your school clothes-show Daddy that you can do it yourself okay?" She smiled widely.
"Okay, Mummy", Aaron smiled and finished his breakfast quickly. He left the plate and glass on the table and grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him after himself. Draco looked nervously at Hermione and she nodded encouragingly.
She called Ginny inside and sat with her on the sofa.
"Hermione, I know that what's happening with you and Draco is really killing you but you have to be strong. He doesnt deserve you, alright?" Ginny said.
"Dont worry about it, Im here for you. So is Harry and Ron-they dont understand why he'd do this to you. It's all that bitch's fault. She just entered and threw you both apart. Hermione, I just dont get it...He loved you so much-h e gave up so much for you and I know you still love him with all your heart and this is very difficult for you..." Ginny said, sadly.
Hermione had no idea what she was talking about and kept silent through it all. Draco loved HER a lot? Harry, Ron and Ginny hadn't murdered him yet? SHE loved HIM a lot? Hell, something DEFINITELY went wrong in the world.
"When you called me yesterday and told me that he threatened you with divorce, it broke my heart. It killed me to hear you cry so much and Im sorry I couldnt come over right away." Ginny said," 'Mione, you need a break-let me take Aaron for today and you can pick him up from our house tomorrow evening okay? You need to relax a little, yeah?"
Hermione nodded and before she could continue, Aaron came bounding down the stairs dressed in a blue uniform. Draco followed behind.
"I got ready so quickly mum!" Aaron said. He went up and hugged Ginny, "Hi, Aunty Ginny!"
"Hey, kid!" She hugged him tightly, "Guess what? Youre staying with me and Uncle Harry for today night!"
"YAY!" Aaron grinned,"Really, mom?"
"Uh-huh", Hermione said, forcing herself to smile.
"Anyway, 'Mione,I'll take him to Kindergarten now and you take rest okay?" Ginny said, standing up, "Remember, if you need anything-call me or flop over!"
Aaron ran up and hugged Draco, "Bye,Dad! Ill see you tomorrow! You too, mum!" Draco awkwardly hugged his son and let go of him.
Ginny hugged Hermione after Aaron and with a curt nod at Draco, left the house, holding Aaron's hand.
"What the bloody hell..." Hermione muttered, locking the door, "From what I inferred from Ginny,we loved each other a lot but this bitch called Mcenzee came into our lives and threw us apart and you threatened me with divorce."
"Thank Merlin for that then", Draco said, "Divorce it is then."
"Malfoy, let's not jump to conclusions okay? We still need to figure things out", Hermione said, going towards the stairs.
"So, what exactly are we supposed to do now?" Draco asked.
"Just look around- see what you can find and how much info you can collect on us- our 24 year old selves anyway", Hermione sighed, walking up the stairs.
This was going to be a long day, Draco thought sighing.
He looked around the living room and noticed how many photo albums and books and calendars were around.
"A VERY long day", He muttered, bracing himself for the very odd day that lay ahead of him.
So what did you think? I know it hasn't progressed much yet, but hey! its a start right? Anyway, the first few chapters are usually not the best. Either which way, please please please review! I would really appreciate it. And if things turn out right, Everything Happens For A Reason's next chapter SHOULD be validated too so please check that out too!
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