Visited Upon the Son
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Adult +
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30
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21,779
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107
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Christmas Blessings
Disclaimer: I live in Texas, not Scotland, so I am obviously not JK Rowling. I’m
just playing with the wonderful characters that she created. I promise that I will put them
back the way I found them when I’m done!
AN: Here’s the next chappie!! Thanks to all who reviewed. As always, please R&R.
My muse loves the attention.
Visited Upon the Son
© SparkyCSI
13. Christmas Blessings
Early Christmas morning, Draco fell into bed, exhausted. Hermione and Draco had taken Lily
and James to a Muggle Christmas Eve church service. Draco had stared around in wonderment
at the decorations on the church, the same as the children.
Hermione had insisted that they go to the midnight service, so they could get the full
effect, so when they got home, all four were exhausted. Quietly, they had put the children
to bed and soon after fallen into their own beds.
Several hours later, Draco awoke and wasn’t sure what he what had disturbed him. Then he
heard the whimper. Thinking it might be one of the children having a nightmare, he sat up
to see if Ginny was going to tend to them, before remembering that the children were asleep
on the third floor and the whimper had come from across the hall.
He realized that he had forgotten to put up the Silencing charm. He got out of the bed and
walked across the hall to knock lightly on Hermione’s door. When he got no other response
than a whimper, he opened the door, creating light with his wand.
Hermione lay in the bed with the sheets twisted around her body. Her head was moving back
in forth and Draco could tell that she was having a nightmare. He cast the Silencing charm
around her room, so no one else could hear her and walked to the bed.
“Hermione? Mia? Darling, wake up. It’s just a nightmare,” he said, trying to soothe her.
He stroked her hair lightly, trying to get her to wake up.
After a few minutes, she shot awake, sitting straight up in bed screaming, “No!”
“Mia? It’s okay. It’s okay,” he murmured, gathering her into his arms.
Hermione fought off the nightmare, recognizing Draco’s voice. She shuddered as the memories
tried to overwhelm her again. After a couple of minutes, she withdrew from his arms. “I’m
okay. Sorry I woke you,” she said a little dully.
Draco looked into her eyes which were without the normal spark that he saw in them. “Do you
want to talk about it?”
“No,” Hermione said shaking her head. “I’ll be okay. Just go back to bed.”
Draco got a steely glint in his eyes. “Mia? You woke up screaming, no. That’s not
something that I’m just going to dismiss. Please, talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”
Hermione sighed and looked into his eyes, seeing the concern that filled them. “I’ll tell
you, but not today. Give me some space and I’ll tell you everything.”
Draco looked at her, realizing that she was at least compromising with him. “All right.”
Hermione glanced at the clock and with a start realized that it was after five. “I might as
well get up. I’m not going back to sleep. I can start breakfast for everyone.”
An hour later, the smell of breakfast brought the rest of the house down to breakfast. Lily
and James immediately ran to the Christmas tree and exclaimed that Santa had been. Taking
one look at the children looking longingly at the presents, the adults gave in to the
pressure.
“Okay,” Ginny said wearily. “You each may open one present. Then we eat breakfast. You
can open the rest of the gifts when everyone gets here.”
Both of the children squealed with joy and ran to the tree. They both choose presents from
Santa and Draco watched in amazement as they ripped open the presents. Both children
shouted as they unwrapped two identical toy brooms. “Can we play with them?” both children
asked.
“Not now,” Ginny said smiling. “After we eat breakfast, you can play with them until
everyone else gets here.”
The children nodded and ran towards the table, with the adults trailing behind them.
----------------------------------
After lunch, Draco was almost overwhelmed with all of the family there. Bill, Fleur and
their kids were there. Fred and George were up to their usual antics, surrounded by a
parade of fireworks and explosions. Draco realized that they were a big hit with the
children. Once things had settled down a bit, they began to open presents.
He watched in trepidation as Hermione picked up his gift. I hope she likes
it.
Hermione looked at Draco as she picked up the elegantly wrapped green and silver present.
She mentally rolled her eyes as he had wrapped the present in Slytherin colors. She picked
carefully at the paper, not wanting to destroy the beautiful paper. She smiled when she saw
how impatient he was getting.
Hermione stared at the black velvet box in her hands and cautiously opened it. She gasped
as she stared at the necklace. She opened her mouth, but was unable to form any
words.
Ginny looked at her. “What is it?” When Hermione didn’t respond, she got up and peered
over her shoulder. “Oh, Merlin. That’s gorgeous.”
Gingerly, Hermione lifted the necklace out of the box. It was a double pendant that
alternated diamonds and sapphires. “Wow. Draco. Um…” Hermione tried to begin.
Draco looked at her. “It was my mother’s. I thought that it was perfect for you,” he said
softly.
The rest of the Weasley’s looked on in amazement; even Fred and George seemed to be at a
loss for words. “Thank you,” Hermione replied softly, unsure of what to feel. She tried to
break out of the trace and handed him her present.
Draco opened the present with as much zeal as James and Lily. When he opened the box, his
eyes rose to meet hers. “Mia, this is gorgeous,” he said, lifting the watch out of the box.
It was an antique gold pocket watch that featured a snake on it. The cover of the watch
was the snake’s head and its eyes were emeralds.
“I’m glad you like it,” Hermione said.
“I love it,” Draco replied, leaning over and giving her a quick hug, noticing that she
stiffened slightly as his arms wrapped around her. Pulling back slightly, he saw that her
eyes were guarded before the boisterous family erupted with exclamations over their presents
to each other. Promising himself that he would get to the bottom of her skittishness, he
allowed himself to be pulled back into the celebration.
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The adults continued to talk while the children played with their new toys. Hermione felt
her eyes growing heavy as the lack of sleep caught up with her. She fought to stay awake,
but her body had other plans and right before dinner, she drifted off.
Draco looked down when he felt Hermione’s head rest against his shoulder. He smiled softly
when he saw that she was asleep. “If you’ll excuse me for a moment,” he said to Molly,
Ginny, Arthur and Bill, “I’m going to take her up. She didn’t get to sleep until really
late.” He purposely kept his words vague, not wanting to betray her secret to
anyone.
Both Ginny and Molly looked at her, seeing from the dark circles that Hermione was not
sleeping well. Molly looked at her only daughter, “Go with him. There is some Dreamless
Sleep Potion in my room. Get her to drink some.”
Ginny nodded in understanding. She stood before Draco did and quickly walked to her
parents’ room to grab the potion before going into Hermione’s room to get her pajamas
out.
Draco watched Ginny leave the room and carefully stood up, as to not disturb Hermione. He
easily picked her up, and carried her to her room. When he got there, he easily navigated
the doorway and was surprised to see Ginny standing by the bed.
Ginny smiled when she saw his surprise. “I’ll get her into her pajamas. Just lay her on
the bed.”
Draco nodded, a little regret rushing through him. “Thanks,” he said graciously before
slipping out of the room.
Quickly Ginny waved her wand and got Hermione into her flannel pajamas. The she leaned over
the bed, whispering softly, “Mia? Can you wake up for me a bit?”
Hermione heard her voice and struggled to open her eyes. “Yeah?” she queried.
“Here is some Dreamless Sleep Potion. Drink it. Have you been sleeping at all?” Ginny
asked, worried.
Hermione shook her head. “Couple of hours a night if I don’t drink the potion. Don’t want
to get addicted,” she admitted softly.
Ginny nodded her understanding. “You need to tell Draco, Mia. He deserves to know. He
might be able to help you overcome it.”
Hermione sat up a bit. “I know,” she said avoiding Ginny’s gaze. “I just…I don’t know.
Most of the times I don’t get him confused, but sometimes when he touches me, hugs me, I’m
back in that dungeon. Being groped.” She shuddered in horror.
Ginny climbed onto the bed and wrapped her arms around her. “Shhh. It’ll be okay. You’re
strong. You survived it when it happened, but you need to really deal with it. Forcing
into a corner of your mind has not helped anything, has it?” she said sagely.
Hermione looked up in startlement at her. “How did you know?”
Ginny smiled. “Who do you think has been counseling all of the people broken by the war,
huh? St. Mungo’s has opened a special psychology ward and I’m one of the Mediwitch’s that
is assigned to that ward.”
Hermione shook her head. “I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Part of our policy is privacy, so only the people who need that ward are told about it.
It’s not common knowledge to the public.”
Hermione sighed before looking out the window. “I wish I had known. I would have gone
there sooner.”
Ginny chuckled a bit. “If you had told me sooner, I would have taken you there myself,” she
chided gently.
Hermione accepted the chiding and held out her hand for the potion and quickly drank it
down. “I promise not to keep anything like that from you again, Gin.”
“Good. Now go to sleep and promise me that you will talk to Draco about this.”
“Yes, Mum,” Hermione said sarcastically, yawning a bit. “I promise.”
Ginny sat by the bed until she fell asleep.
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AN: Thanks for the review, guys! The necklace was inspired by one I was on
Tiffany's website.
Lily69 – Thank you! I really work hard on developing my characters (whether they be canon
or OC’s) and I hate stories that rush the pace, so I try to keep it realistic. You’re very
welcome! It actually came to me after a bout of insomnia!
Kittycat30 – I love the twins, but my strong suit is drama, not humor, so I may not play
with them very much because I don’t think I could do them justice! Thanks for the review!
Kazfeitst – I think he can, too, but he’s got to get her to open up first! Thanks for the
review!
just playing with the wonderful characters that she created. I promise that I will put them
back the way I found them when I’m done!
AN: Here’s the next chappie!! Thanks to all who reviewed. As always, please R&R.
My muse loves the attention.
© SparkyCSI
13. Christmas Blessings
Early Christmas morning, Draco fell into bed, exhausted. Hermione and Draco had taken Lily
and James to a Muggle Christmas Eve church service. Draco had stared around in wonderment
at the decorations on the church, the same as the children.
Hermione had insisted that they go to the midnight service, so they could get the full
effect, so when they got home, all four were exhausted. Quietly, they had put the children
to bed and soon after fallen into their own beds.
Several hours later, Draco awoke and wasn’t sure what he what had disturbed him. Then he
heard the whimper. Thinking it might be one of the children having a nightmare, he sat up
to see if Ginny was going to tend to them, before remembering that the children were asleep
on the third floor and the whimper had come from across the hall.
He realized that he had forgotten to put up the Silencing charm. He got out of the bed and
walked across the hall to knock lightly on Hermione’s door. When he got no other response
than a whimper, he opened the door, creating light with his wand.
Hermione lay in the bed with the sheets twisted around her body. Her head was moving back
in forth and Draco could tell that she was having a nightmare. He cast the Silencing charm
around her room, so no one else could hear her and walked to the bed.
“Hermione? Mia? Darling, wake up. It’s just a nightmare,” he said, trying to soothe her.
He stroked her hair lightly, trying to get her to wake up.
After a few minutes, she shot awake, sitting straight up in bed screaming, “No!”
“Mia? It’s okay. It’s okay,” he murmured, gathering her into his arms.
Hermione fought off the nightmare, recognizing Draco’s voice. She shuddered as the memories
tried to overwhelm her again. After a couple of minutes, she withdrew from his arms. “I’m
okay. Sorry I woke you,” she said a little dully.
Draco looked into her eyes which were without the normal spark that he saw in them. “Do you
want to talk about it?”
“No,” Hermione said shaking her head. “I’ll be okay. Just go back to bed.”
Draco got a steely glint in his eyes. “Mia? You woke up screaming, no. That’s not
something that I’m just going to dismiss. Please, talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”
Hermione sighed and looked into his eyes, seeing the concern that filled them. “I’ll tell
you, but not today. Give me some space and I’ll tell you everything.”
Draco looked at her, realizing that she was at least compromising with him. “All right.”
Hermione glanced at the clock and with a start realized that it was after five. “I might as
well get up. I’m not going back to sleep. I can start breakfast for everyone.”
An hour later, the smell of breakfast brought the rest of the house down to breakfast. Lily
and James immediately ran to the Christmas tree and exclaimed that Santa had been. Taking
one look at the children looking longingly at the presents, the adults gave in to the
pressure.
“Okay,” Ginny said wearily. “You each may open one present. Then we eat breakfast. You
can open the rest of the gifts when everyone gets here.”
Both of the children squealed with joy and ran to the tree. They both choose presents from
Santa and Draco watched in amazement as they ripped open the presents. Both children
shouted as they unwrapped two identical toy brooms. “Can we play with them?” both children
asked.
“Not now,” Ginny said smiling. “After we eat breakfast, you can play with them until
everyone else gets here.”
The children nodded and ran towards the table, with the adults trailing behind them.
After lunch, Draco was almost overwhelmed with all of the family there. Bill, Fleur and
their kids were there. Fred and George were up to their usual antics, surrounded by a
parade of fireworks and explosions. Draco realized that they were a big hit with the
children. Once things had settled down a bit, they began to open presents.
He watched in trepidation as Hermione picked up his gift. I hope she likes
it.
Hermione looked at Draco as she picked up the elegantly wrapped green and silver present.
She mentally rolled her eyes as he had wrapped the present in Slytherin colors. She picked
carefully at the paper, not wanting to destroy the beautiful paper. She smiled when she saw
how impatient he was getting.
Hermione stared at the black velvet box in her hands and cautiously opened it. She gasped
as she stared at the necklace. She opened her mouth, but was unable to form any
words.
Ginny looked at her. “What is it?” When Hermione didn’t respond, she got up and peered
over her shoulder. “Oh, Merlin. That’s gorgeous.”
Gingerly, Hermione lifted the necklace out of the box. It was a double pendant that
alternated diamonds and sapphires. “Wow. Draco. Um…” Hermione tried to begin.
Draco looked at her. “It was my mother’s. I thought that it was perfect for you,” he said
softly.
The rest of the Weasley’s looked on in amazement; even Fred and George seemed to be at a
loss for words. “Thank you,” Hermione replied softly, unsure of what to feel. She tried to
break out of the trace and handed him her present.
Draco opened the present with as much zeal as James and Lily. When he opened the box, his
eyes rose to meet hers. “Mia, this is gorgeous,” he said, lifting the watch out of the box.
It was an antique gold pocket watch that featured a snake on it. The cover of the watch
was the snake’s head and its eyes were emeralds.
“I’m glad you like it,” Hermione said.
“I love it,” Draco replied, leaning over and giving her a quick hug, noticing that she
stiffened slightly as his arms wrapped around her. Pulling back slightly, he saw that her
eyes were guarded before the boisterous family erupted with exclamations over their presents
to each other. Promising himself that he would get to the bottom of her skittishness, he
allowed himself to be pulled back into the celebration.
The adults continued to talk while the children played with their new toys. Hermione felt
her eyes growing heavy as the lack of sleep caught up with her. She fought to stay awake,
but her body had other plans and right before dinner, she drifted off.
Draco looked down when he felt Hermione’s head rest against his shoulder. He smiled softly
when he saw that she was asleep. “If you’ll excuse me for a moment,” he said to Molly,
Ginny, Arthur and Bill, “I’m going to take her up. She didn’t get to sleep until really
late.” He purposely kept his words vague, not wanting to betray her secret to
anyone.
Both Ginny and Molly looked at her, seeing from the dark circles that Hermione was not
sleeping well. Molly looked at her only daughter, “Go with him. There is some Dreamless
Sleep Potion in my room. Get her to drink some.”
Ginny nodded in understanding. She stood before Draco did and quickly walked to her
parents’ room to grab the potion before going into Hermione’s room to get her pajamas
out.
Draco watched Ginny leave the room and carefully stood up, as to not disturb Hermione. He
easily picked her up, and carried her to her room. When he got there, he easily navigated
the doorway and was surprised to see Ginny standing by the bed.
Ginny smiled when she saw his surprise. “I’ll get her into her pajamas. Just lay her on
the bed.”
Draco nodded, a little regret rushing through him. “Thanks,” he said graciously before
slipping out of the room.
Quickly Ginny waved her wand and got Hermione into her flannel pajamas. The she leaned over
the bed, whispering softly, “Mia? Can you wake up for me a bit?”
Hermione heard her voice and struggled to open her eyes. “Yeah?” she queried.
“Here is some Dreamless Sleep Potion. Drink it. Have you been sleeping at all?” Ginny
asked, worried.
Hermione shook her head. “Couple of hours a night if I don’t drink the potion. Don’t want
to get addicted,” she admitted softly.
Ginny nodded her understanding. “You need to tell Draco, Mia. He deserves to know. He
might be able to help you overcome it.”
Hermione sat up a bit. “I know,” she said avoiding Ginny’s gaze. “I just…I don’t know.
Most of the times I don’t get him confused, but sometimes when he touches me, hugs me, I’m
back in that dungeon. Being groped.” She shuddered in horror.
Ginny climbed onto the bed and wrapped her arms around her. “Shhh. It’ll be okay. You’re
strong. You survived it when it happened, but you need to really deal with it. Forcing
into a corner of your mind has not helped anything, has it?” she said sagely.
Hermione looked up in startlement at her. “How did you know?”
Ginny smiled. “Who do you think has been counseling all of the people broken by the war,
huh? St. Mungo’s has opened a special psychology ward and I’m one of the Mediwitch’s that
is assigned to that ward.”
Hermione shook her head. “I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Part of our policy is privacy, so only the people who need that ward are told about it.
It’s not common knowledge to the public.”
Hermione sighed before looking out the window. “I wish I had known. I would have gone
there sooner.”
Ginny chuckled a bit. “If you had told me sooner, I would have taken you there myself,” she
chided gently.
Hermione accepted the chiding and held out her hand for the potion and quickly drank it
down. “I promise not to keep anything like that from you again, Gin.”
“Good. Now go to sleep and promise me that you will talk to Draco about this.”
“Yes, Mum,” Hermione said sarcastically, yawning a bit. “I promise.”
Ginny sat by the bed until she fell asleep.
AN: Thanks for the review, guys! The necklace was inspired by one I was on
Tiffany's website.
Lily69 – Thank you! I really work hard on developing my characters (whether they be canon
or OC’s) and I hate stories that rush the pace, so I try to keep it realistic. You’re very
welcome! It actually came to me after a bout of insomnia!
Kittycat30 – I love the twins, but my strong suit is drama, not humor, so I may not play
with them very much because I don’t think I could do them justice! Thanks for the review!
Kazfeitst – I think he can, too, but he’s got to get her to open up first! Thanks for the
review!