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Severus to the Rescue
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PersephoneBlck - I had hoped for this to be entertaining.
Dramionelush - *bows* Thank you. I hope that I continue to impress (if I did so in the first place!) with this story.
annmarie - Well, the wait for this chapter was short at least.
sexykudari - I hope that this chapter will mark the celebration of a second review from you! ;)
vamp_grl23 - I am glad that it rocks. I hope that it continues with the same reception.
reb - Well, I hope that you will continue to laugh. I wanted to do something that would be inspire laughter. There is much in store for the dynamic couple.
goldentrio - Unique is GREAT! I hope that this chapter is liked too!
Panther Eyes - Hermione's dream man is soon to be revealed! He somewhat deserves to lose it. Who says that Hermione hasn't ruined her own reputation? ;)
scarletwitchextreme - Draco does win the Oscar! I love him. He just seemed to seek out drama or have it thrust upon him.
SarahWhitman - Here is more, and it is posted!
Anon - Well, I worry that while my camera is running that there might be no film in it. ;) Just kidding.
margaritama - Her dream man is soon to be revealed. I know what you mean about Draco being a naughty boy. I think he needs a spanking!
Citten - How often it will be is unknown at the moment, but I hope to not leave you in suspense too long. He is a Drama Queen. I love it!
Gryffindor_Slytherin - Cultural is fascinating, isn't it? Poor Draco thinks he is doing everything right. You'll see what happens with her pregnancy. Poor Draco being thought to be a manwhore. Her crush is to be revealed soon!
hotbabe - Who can say when Hermione may or may not relent?
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Chapter 2 - Severus to the Rescue
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Hermione ran up the hill toward Hogwarts' door. She pulled the heavy oak door open and darted toward the dungeon. She sobbed as she ran down the steps toward the old Potions' office.
“Severus!” she cried as she rushed into the office.
"Hermione," he gasped as she threw herself against his chest sobbing.
"It's not true. I promise," Hermione sniffed, clutching his outer robes and sobbing.
“What's not true?” Severus asked, awkwardly patting her back.
"What all the papers are saying about me," Hermione sniffed, sliding her arms around so that she was holding him more securely
“And what are they saying?”
"That I'm pregnant with Draco Sodding Malfoy's baby. I don't even like him."
“Hermione, you can be honest with me,” Severus soothed her. “I will not judge you if you are pregnant.”
"I'm not! I hate Draco. I don't know why he did this," Hermione sniffed, holding him. "They want to make me marry him. I'm not pregnant. I'm a virgin, Severus. It's not possible."
“The Malfoys would never lie about such a matter. I have known them for a long time.”
"I promise it's not true. Give me Veritaserum if you want to be sure," Hermione said, clinging to him. "I don't want to marry Draco. He is awful!"
Hermione sniffed as she leaned into Severus' chest. He smelled so good, like rosemary and saffron.
“Draco is a good man. Maybe impulsive, but he would never harm anyone. Why don't you take a calming draught?”
Hermione shook her head.
"Draco is a terrible man," Hermione hiccoughed as Severus scooped her into his arms.
Hermione put her cheek on his shoulder.
“Severus, I am a virgin. I can prove it! Make love to me, Severus!” she begged.
Severus set her on the sofa.
"Hermione, I can not do that," he said as he turned from her to hide his shock.
“Hermione, you are distraught. Pregnancy is a time of changes for a woman.”
"I'm not pregnant," Hermione said, "You won't tell them that I am here, will you? I don't want to see any of them."
“They must be worried about you. You could harm the baby.”
"I'm not pregnant," Hermione said, dragging Severus down close to her. "I'm not."
"I'll just make us some tea, Hermione. Then you tell me everything that happened today."
“Okay,” she said calmly. Severus was right. He would make everything alright.
She rested back on his couch sniffling. He believed the Malfoys over her.
They were Slytherins: Born with forked tongues.
But she'd rather like Severus' tongue in her mouth. Or better yet, on her girlie bits.
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Severus stood in his kitchen. Why did he always have to be dragged into the middle of things?
He had to contact the Malfoys. If she was pregnant and the Ministry was involved, then he could get in big trouble for hiding her from her betrothed.
With a heavy sigh, he activated the floo in his small kitchen.
Draco paced his father's study in annoyance. The whole wizarding world was on alert for his missing witch.
“Lucius?” Severus called from the floo.
"What is it, Severus? Please make it quick. The last heir of the Malfoy fortune is missing," Lucius said, putting his hand on his son's shoulder.
“She's with me. She's crying and saying she is not pregnant. She said she was a virgin.”
“That's not possible. She has been with my son. She is just distraught. Should we come over?” Lucius asked.
Draco made a noise in his throat and turned to hide his face.
He covered his face with his hands. Hermione would be all his as he was hers.
“Draco, why don't you go and pick up Hermione's elf from the hospital? I am sure she will understand the elf's importance now,” Lucius said slowly. “Severus, I will come over and talk to the witch.”
Draco knew that it was right to calm down first. As otherwise he would over react.
"Father, I want to talk to her. She is MY witch," Draco pointed to himself as he said it."
“Your talking to her didn't do much good at the Ministry. She hexed you and hit you.”
"She is confused," Draco said. "She will love me."
Draco pouted childishly.
The knowledge that she might be a virgin turned him on immensely.
"I think it would be best for you all if you waited for her to calm down," Severus said as he organized the tea things. "I'm spiking her tea with calming draught."
“Can't I go and see her now?” he whined.
"Do you want to get punched in the balls again?" Lucius asked his son as Draco paced about like a nervous kneazle.
“No, I want her to kiss me and make up.”
“Give me fifteen minutes. I'll give her the tea.”
Severus shook his head. Draco had it bad for her. He remembered watching Lucius chase after Narcissa and tell her that he was the perfect wizard for her.
Draco paced the room. He had changed into a tailored suit, hoping to look sharp and collected when they'd find her.
He would have her in his bed within a week now. She wouldn't resist him. He was handsome. He was well endowed.
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Hermione sat with her cup of tea lifted to her lips. She breathed in the fragrant orange tea.
“Thank you for being so sweet, Severus,” she cooed as she straddled his lap.
"Hermione, this is not appropriate. You are engaged," he said, lifting her off his lap.
Why couldn't the person he loved treat him this way?
“But Severus I am NOT pregnant!”
“Hermione, calm down,” Severus shushed her.
She shushed and put her cheek on his shoulder.
“But you are welcome to make me pregnant. Want to try now?”
All her caution was in the wind. If she didn't get pregnant by Severus, she'd be doomed to be with Malfoy.
"I have no desire to sire children," Severus said. Was it possible that she didn't know?
“But we'd have brilliant little ones!”
"Hermione, you are my friend. I don't want to be more than that," Severus said, sipping from his own cup as he eyed a chair. Draco wouldn't want to see Hermione snuggling him even though he knew his godfather's secret.
“I haven't been with Draco!” she cried and almost dropped her teacup.
“There's nothing to be ashamed of, Hermione. Things between two people can become passionate quick.”
"Please, Severus, I don't like Draco. He is a MENACE, public enemy number one!" Hermione put her cheek on Severus shoulder and hugged his arm.
“There's a very fine line between love and hate,” Severus said, knowing that he sounded silly, but he didn't know how else to soothe her.
"Severus, I'm not lying," Hermione said, playing with his long fingers. "You can look at you will see that I am a virgin."
Severus tried to suppress a shudder. Didn't she know that he was otherwise inclined?
KNOCK. KNOCK.
Hermione sighed. Maybe it was another obnoxious student asking for an extension on the essay.
"Come in," Severus called, not knowing whether his godson, brat that he was, had managed to slither his way here.
Lucius walked into the room and smiled when he saw Hermione clinging to Severus.
"You're safe," Severus said.
Hermione hid her face. She didn't want to look at the arrogant Pureblood.
Severus removed himself from her proximity and sat down on a chair.
"You stay away from me," Hermione said, pointing her wand at Lucius.
“Draco will be here shortly,” Lucius said and sat down next to her.
Hermione leapt to her feet.
"I hate you all with every fiber of my being. You lied about me, and now you want me to be some sort of sex slave for your son. Don't think I don't know what Compulsory Marriage Laws do!"
“That's not good manners to greet your soon to be father-in-law,” Lucius said teasingly.
"I will never marry that ungrateful little worm!"
“Oh you will, don't worry. Severus, I can be assured you will provide her with all necessary pregnancy potions?”
"Whatever she needs," Severus said. "I want my friend to be healthy."
"I'm not pregnant!" Hermione screeched, and she raced into Severus private lab.
“Of course, Lucius. She might need a gentle calming draught therapy too.”
"WOLFSBANE POTION!" Hermione said in delight, "Maybe I should taste it."
Severus stood up and stalked into his lab. Hermione stood there with a ladle of the cooling potion in her hand. She held it to her lips.
“Hermione, don't do it! It will kill the baby!” Severus said and swished the ladle out of her hand.
“I'm not pregnant!” Hermione roared and run to poke her wand into Lucius' neck.
"Will you submit to a simple spell to test for your pregnancy?"
Lucius looked down at the hotheaded little witch. He remembered Narcissa's look when he hexed one of the Lestrange boys for trying to kiss her. It looked similar.
A Malfoy man needed a hot tempered witch. Too calm and boring witches often caused disastrous marriages.
"Let's wait for Draco to arrive. Then I will thrash him for what he has done to me!"
A subtle knock at the door diverted her attention.
"Godfather! You found the witch I lost!" Draco said, smiling at Hermione and opening his arms. "May I hug my fiancée?"
“Of course, Draco, go on,” Severus said, hoping to get out of this unwanted problem fast.
"You get away from me!" Hermione yelped, racing to hide behind Severus.
Severus stepped away.
Draco hugged her tightly. “I was so worried about you, my love. I thought you run off to an abortion clinic.”
"Let go of me!" Hermione squealed wiggling and smacking his chest. "I hate you! You have made me out to be some kind of whore. And now, the man I do love will not love me! So just let the giant squid eat you!"
Draco smashed his lips against hers. He wanted to kiss her.
Her lips were so soft and inviting and he could still taste the subtle mint of the calming draught on her lips.
He moved one had to hold her bum and the other run through the mane of her wild hair.
Hermione struggled in his arms smacking at him. She lifted her knee and jabbed it into the side of his thigh.
He yelped and released her.
“There's someone who wants to see you very much,” Draco said and plastered a smile on his face.
“Mimi missed Mistress so bad! Master says Mistress takes me back!” a girl house-elf squealed and run to hug Hermione's leg.
"I'm going to set you free," Hermione said, and she toed off a boot and pealed her sock off. She offered it to the elf who burst into loud tears.
Hermione looked at the elf and paled. Why did Draco bring it here?
“Master said I don't have to listen! I will not be disgrace!” The elf yelled and vanished the sock.
“Hermione, my darling, come to dinner at the Manor. Mother is looking forward to meeting you.”
"I don't want to meet your bloody mother. I don't want to be near you or any Malfoy!"
The elf looked at her with disdain.
“Mistress will be good. She is upset. I takes her to get ready for dinner.”
Before Hermione could say a word, the elf had grabbed her and disapparated her.
“I picked a good elf for her. She needs to be bossed around a little.” Draco looked smug.
“Then we should get going, too. Would be bad form to be late for dinner. Thank you for your assistance, Severus.”
"You know I have no interest in her, that way. I hope that you will allow our friendship."
“Of course, Godfather. She is allowed to have friends,” Draco assured Severus.
"Lucius, may I speak with Draco alone?" Severus asked, eyeing the boy.
"Of course," Lucius said. "I need to see that dinner is made special tonight."
Draco glared at Severus.
"Don't give me that look," Severus said. "You are lying about Hermione, aren't you?"
“I would never lie about such a matter.”
"Draco, you can't lie to me," Severus said, smiling at Draco. "I am not so gullible as to think that Hermione has lost her mind. I expected some insane stunt from you sooner or later in your bid for her hand."
Draco kicked at an imaginary rock, "I'm not lying."
“She offered me to take her virginity,” Severus said in a victorious tone.
"She wants me to have it!" Draco said, and his pitch rose as he reached the end. He stomped a foot.
“She asked me to make her a baby.”
"She is having my baby," Draco said, pushing a few strands of hair from his eyes.
Severus smiled.
"She loves me," Draco mumbled, sticking his bottom lip out as he played with the fringe of the carpet.
“She doesn't love you.”
"She will learn," Draco said, glaring petulantly at his godfather.
“She says you are a git.”
"She is confused. I'm nothing but kind to her. I gave her a house-elf, and I ask her to dinner. I send her flowers and chocolates."
"I heard that you have terrorized Remus," Severus' eyes were like volcanic glass as he said this. He crossed his arms and glared at his godson.
“Lupin is a mangy idiot. He hid a couple of young werewolves in his house.”
Severus raised his wand and pressed it to Draco's throat.
"Don't talk that way about him."
“Is that your lover?” Draco teased.
"No," Severus said, and his lip curled up as he pressed the wand more tightly to his godson's throat.
“But you like him. Sevvie and the wolf, sitting in a tree...”
"People can change," Severus said, smiling at Draco pleasantly. "Maybe I should take Miss Granger up on her offer to father a child."
“You will not touch her! She's mine!” Draco screamed.
"Relax Draco," Severus said, pushing Draco to a sitting position. "You're heading for an ulcer."
Draco huffed.
"I have a proposition," Severus said, linking his fingers together as he set his wand on the lamp stand to his right.
“What is that?”
"I help you land the lovely Miss Granger and you find a way to pin something on Lupin so that he requires the constant checking upon."
"You want me to find a corrupt way to force you and Lupin to spend time together?" Draco asked, and his jaw dropped.
“Not corrupt. Just something seemingly legal. Like, Potions work community service. Werewolves are recognized for their sense of smell and instinctive timing.”
“So you want me to persuade my department to turn Lupin's community service time in to you?” Draco asked, scowling at his godfather.
"And you want Miss Granger to like you, and I know much about her," Severus said, smiling at Draco insidiously.
“She will love me anyways!” Draco pouted.
“From the looks of it, she doesn’t like you at all. But she was very wanton with me. You know, maybe I should try straight sex with her. She's pretty.”
"I'll help you with the mongrel!" Draco said, shoving his bottom lip out. "I'll help!"
"You won't call him names anymore," Severus said, inspecting his nails. "And you will help me."
“Yes, yes! Just make sure she likes me!”
"I will aid you in your quest, but as you do not guarantee me the object of my heretofore affections, I will make no guarantee that I can get her to like you. She has powerful dislike for you."
“I am handsome. I am rich. I'm an Auror! I'm friends with Potter!”
"You've also made some pretty terrible accusations about her, and delighted in hurting a friend of hers and growing her teeth to the point of a walrus jealousy," Severus said, picking up his cup of tea in the ivy china and took a sip.
“That's the past. Now, I tried to ask her out. I gave her presents. I even gave her an elf to show I wish to court her.”
"You gave an elf to the woman who started S.P.E.W. and the Elf Welfare Union? Were you stoned at the time?"
“No, it is a tradition. When purebloods begin courting, an elf is given tot he lady so she has no worries of household chores.”
“But she is not a Pureblood,” Severus said and stifled a laugh.
“I treat her as I would treat any other lady I would deign to court. There's no doubt in that.”
"Well, may I suggest that you don't send her roses?" Severus said, sipping more of his tea.
“Why not?” Draco asked, looking at the threadbare carpet.
"Yes, every woman loves a rose," Severus said rolling his eyes. "Hermione doesn't like roses. And they cause her to go into anaphylactic shock."
“What flowers does she like instead?”
"We shall save this discussion for after Remus is under my supervision," Severus said. "I just didn't want you do something super stupid. I suggest the elimination of the rose bushes around the manor."
Draco paled. His mother loved roses.
“I think you should be on your way, as I guess your dinner would start soon.”
Draco nodded, "You can expect Mr. Lupin tomorrow."
“Very well,” Severus said and smiled for the first time in years.
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“Where did you bring me?” Hermione yelled at the elf when they landed in lush chambers.
"You is at Malfoy Manor," Mimi said, smiling at her mistress.
“I don't want to be here!” Hermione raged, walking over to jerk on the door handle. It was locked.
"You needs to be nice to Master Draco," the elf said, shaking a finger at her. "He is a good man."
“You is getting ready for dinner with the family! I is so excited!” The elf jumped up and did a little pirouette.
"I am not going to dinner," Hermione said, crossing her arms and sitting on the bed.
“You is! I makes bath for you! You will like! These are your chambers, Mistress!”
"I don't need a bath as I am not going to spend time with any member of the Malfoy family."
The door opened and a slender blonde woman ran to her. Hermione yelped as she was engulfed in arms.
“You're my baby's love!” Narcissa squealed.
Hermione tried to speak but began to cough. The room began to get hazy. She clutched her throat and pushed Narcissa away as her face turned red and she couldn’t draw breath. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she saw the rose threaded in the woman's hair. She pointed at it.
“I am allergic to roses,” Hermione rasped.
"Mother!" Draco shouted as he raced into the room.
Hermione felt herself close to panic. She couldn't breathe.
Draco leapt onto the bed and pulled Hermione close, holding a vial to her lips.
"Drink it, please," Draco said.
Hermione threw it at the wall. He was trying to give her Amortentia, she was sure.
“Mimi, get Mistress an allergy relief potion now!” Draco ordered.
Hermione pushed at him, "S-S-S," was all she could get out.
“Don't worry, Love, it's going to be alright.”
Mimi popped back holding a vial.
Draco took the vial. Hermione quivered in his arms.
“I swear on my life, this is just allergy relief potion,” Draco said gently.
Hermione pushed it away from her lips.
“Mistress, please takes it!” the elf begged.
"Mother, get Uncle Severus!" Draco pleaded, holding the potion to her lips.
Narcissa already had her head in the fireplace. Within seconds, Severus was in the room.
"For Merlin's sake!" he exclaimed when he saw Hermione all puffed up and pushing the vial away from her mouth. "Give me that!"
Severus snatched the potion and pressed on the seal of the vial causing it to instantly become a syringe. He slowly inserted it into her thigh muscle and injected the potion.
Hermione went slack in Draco's arms.
Severus reached up and touched her neck.
Narcissa was sobbing in the corner.
"Stop your sobbing, Woman!" Severus demanded. "She'll be fine."
Draco cradled Hermione's slack body on the bed and petted her hair.
"She's breathing," Draco exclaimed as he watched her chest slowly rise and fall.
“She will be fine,” Severus said and banished the roses from Narcissa's hair.
"I almost killed her," Narcissa said, sniffing.
“You didn't know of her allergy, Mother.”
Hermione blinked slowly and turned on the bed. Hermione's head swam. She felt drowsy, yet very comfortable. She was lying on a comfortable bed and a strong man's body was next to hers. She turned into the man and snuggled.
"Severus," Hermione whispered as she continued to heave.
Draco sighed angrily. She would learn who her man was.
"She is just used to me brewing all her potions and administering them to her, Draco," Severus said, walking over and sitting next to her. "And allergy potions are injected into the thigh muscle so they are rapidly diffused into the bloodstream." He hit the back of Draco's head.
Draco winced. He did not need to be belittled by Severus now.
“I just wanted to greet my soon to be daughter-in-law!" Narcissa sobbed. “But now I made it all go wrong.”
"It's not your fault, Mother," Draco said. "I came to tell you as soon as I heard myself."
Draco kissed Hermione's cheek gently.
Hermione whimpered and clung more tightly to his robes.
Narcissa sighed happily as she saw her son's gentleness with the young woman. He was clearly in love.
"I will take my leave of you now," Severus said, walking to the fireplace.
Hermione buried her nose into the man's chest. He smelled very nice.
Even though the situation was dramatic, having Hermione here at his home was wonderful.
Hermione looked up at the sound of Severus' voice. She reached for him.
Draco let her pull himself close.
"She needs to eat something, Draco," Severus said. "Though I think it might be best if you wait till morning for a family meal. And get rid of anything that has rose components in this house or on these grounds. Or inject her with an allergy suppressant, That would be the best option. Then you don't need to fear a relapse. She will have to have them once per month.”
Hermione reached for him, "Severus."
“No, it's Draco,” Draco purred.
Hermione looked at where Severus stood by the fireplace and reached a hand for him.
"You'll be fine, Hermione."
With that, Severus vanished into the flames.
She curled closer to Draco.
"What can I get you to eat?"
“Nothing,” Draco murmured.
“Mother, would it be fine if I stayed with Hermione tonight? To make sure she is fine?”
"Of course, Baby," Narcissa said, wrapping her fingers around the bedpost and looking at Draco while he snuggled Hermione close.
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Well, here is Chapter 2. I hope you all like it. Please drop a review.
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Reviewers:
PersephoneBlck - I had hoped for this to be entertaining.
Dramionelush - *bows* Thank you. I hope that I continue to impress (if I did so in the first place!) with this story.
annmarie - Well, the wait for this chapter was short at least.
sexykudari - I hope that this chapter will mark the celebration of a second review from you! ;)
vamp_grl23 - I am glad that it rocks. I hope that it continues with the same reception.
reb - Well, I hope that you will continue to laugh. I wanted to do something that would be inspire laughter. There is much in store for the dynamic couple.
goldentrio - Unique is GREAT! I hope that this chapter is liked too!
Panther Eyes - Hermione's dream man is soon to be revealed! He somewhat deserves to lose it. Who says that Hermione hasn't ruined her own reputation? ;)
scarletwitchextreme - Draco does win the Oscar! I love him. He just seemed to seek out drama or have it thrust upon him.
SarahWhitman - Here is more, and it is posted!
Anon - Well, I worry that while my camera is running that there might be no film in it. ;) Just kidding.
margaritama - Her dream man is soon to be revealed. I know what you mean about Draco being a naughty boy. I think he needs a spanking!
Citten - How often it will be is unknown at the moment, but I hope to not leave you in suspense too long. He is a Drama Queen. I love it!
Gryffindor_Slytherin - Cultural is fascinating, isn't it? Poor Draco thinks he is doing everything right. You'll see what happens with her pregnancy. Poor Draco being thought to be a manwhore. Her crush is to be revealed soon!
hotbabe - Who can say when Hermione may or may not relent?
Coipje - I hope you like this chapter too!
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Chapter 2 - Severus to the Rescue
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Hermione ran up the hill toward Hogwarts' door. She pulled the heavy oak door open and darted toward the dungeon. She sobbed as she ran down the steps toward the old Potions' office.
“Severus!” she cried as she rushed into the office.
"Hermione," he gasped as she threw herself against his chest sobbing.
"It's not true. I promise," Hermione sniffed, clutching his outer robes and sobbing.
“What's not true?” Severus asked, awkwardly patting her back.
"What all the papers are saying about me," Hermione sniffed, sliding her arms around so that she was holding him more securely
“And what are they saying?”
"That I'm pregnant with Draco Sodding Malfoy's baby. I don't even like him."
“Hermione, you can be honest with me,” Severus soothed her. “I will not judge you if you are pregnant.”
"I'm not! I hate Draco. I don't know why he did this," Hermione sniffed, holding him. "They want to make me marry him. I'm not pregnant. I'm a virgin, Severus. It's not possible."
“The Malfoys would never lie about such a matter. I have known them for a long time.”
"I promise it's not true. Give me Veritaserum if you want to be sure," Hermione said, clinging to him. "I don't want to marry Draco. He is awful!"
Hermione sniffed as she leaned into Severus' chest. He smelled so good, like rosemary and saffron.
“Draco is a good man. Maybe impulsive, but he would never harm anyone. Why don't you take a calming draught?”
Hermione shook her head.
"Draco is a terrible man," Hermione hiccoughed as Severus scooped her into his arms.
Hermione put her cheek on his shoulder.
“Severus, I am a virgin. I can prove it! Make love to me, Severus!” she begged.
Severus set her on the sofa.
"Hermione, I can not do that," he said as he turned from her to hide his shock.
“Hermione, you are distraught. Pregnancy is a time of changes for a woman.”
"I'm not pregnant," Hermione said, "You won't tell them that I am here, will you? I don't want to see any of them."
“They must be worried about you. You could harm the baby.”
"I'm not pregnant," Hermione said, dragging Severus down close to her. "I'm not."
"I'll just make us some tea, Hermione. Then you tell me everything that happened today."
“Okay,” she said calmly. Severus was right. He would make everything alright.
She rested back on his couch sniffling. He believed the Malfoys over her.
They were Slytherins: Born with forked tongues.
But she'd rather like Severus' tongue in her mouth. Or better yet, on her girlie bits.
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Severus stood in his kitchen. Why did he always have to be dragged into the middle of things?
He had to contact the Malfoys. If she was pregnant and the Ministry was involved, then he could get in big trouble for hiding her from her betrothed.
With a heavy sigh, he activated the floo in his small kitchen.
Draco paced his father's study in annoyance. The whole wizarding world was on alert for his missing witch.
“Lucius?” Severus called from the floo.
"What is it, Severus? Please make it quick. The last heir of the Malfoy fortune is missing," Lucius said, putting his hand on his son's shoulder.
“She's with me. She's crying and saying she is not pregnant. She said she was a virgin.”
“That's not possible. She has been with my son. She is just distraught. Should we come over?” Lucius asked.
Draco made a noise in his throat and turned to hide his face.
He covered his face with his hands. Hermione would be all his as he was hers.
“Draco, why don't you go and pick up Hermione's elf from the hospital? I am sure she will understand the elf's importance now,” Lucius said slowly. “Severus, I will come over and talk to the witch.”
Draco knew that it was right to calm down first. As otherwise he would over react.
"Father, I want to talk to her. She is MY witch," Draco pointed to himself as he said it."
“Your talking to her didn't do much good at the Ministry. She hexed you and hit you.”
"She is confused," Draco said. "She will love me."
Draco pouted childishly.
The knowledge that she might be a virgin turned him on immensely.
"I think it would be best for you all if you waited for her to calm down," Severus said as he organized the tea things. "I'm spiking her tea with calming draught."
“Can't I go and see her now?” he whined.
"Do you want to get punched in the balls again?" Lucius asked his son as Draco paced about like a nervous kneazle.
“No, I want her to kiss me and make up.”
“Give me fifteen minutes. I'll give her the tea.”
Severus shook his head. Draco had it bad for her. He remembered watching Lucius chase after Narcissa and tell her that he was the perfect wizard for her.
Draco paced the room. He had changed into a tailored suit, hoping to look sharp and collected when they'd find her.
He would have her in his bed within a week now. She wouldn't resist him. He was handsome. He was well endowed.
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Hermione sat with her cup of tea lifted to her lips. She breathed in the fragrant orange tea.
“Thank you for being so sweet, Severus,” she cooed as she straddled his lap.
"Hermione, this is not appropriate. You are engaged," he said, lifting her off his lap.
Why couldn't the person he loved treat him this way?
“But Severus I am NOT pregnant!”
“Hermione, calm down,” Severus shushed her.
She shushed and put her cheek on his shoulder.
“But you are welcome to make me pregnant. Want to try now?”
All her caution was in the wind. If she didn't get pregnant by Severus, she'd be doomed to be with Malfoy.
"I have no desire to sire children," Severus said. Was it possible that she didn't know?
“But we'd have brilliant little ones!”
"Hermione, you are my friend. I don't want to be more than that," Severus said, sipping from his own cup as he eyed a chair. Draco wouldn't want to see Hermione snuggling him even though he knew his godfather's secret.
“I haven't been with Draco!” she cried and almost dropped her teacup.
“There's nothing to be ashamed of, Hermione. Things between two people can become passionate quick.”
"Please, Severus, I don't like Draco. He is a MENACE, public enemy number one!" Hermione put her cheek on Severus shoulder and hugged his arm.
“There's a very fine line between love and hate,” Severus said, knowing that he sounded silly, but he didn't know how else to soothe her.
"Severus, I'm not lying," Hermione said, playing with his long fingers. "You can look at you will see that I am a virgin."
Severus tried to suppress a shudder. Didn't she know that he was otherwise inclined?
KNOCK. KNOCK.
Hermione sighed. Maybe it was another obnoxious student asking for an extension on the essay.
"Come in," Severus called, not knowing whether his godson, brat that he was, had managed to slither his way here.
Lucius walked into the room and smiled when he saw Hermione clinging to Severus.
"You're safe," Severus said.
Hermione hid her face. She didn't want to look at the arrogant Pureblood.
Severus removed himself from her proximity and sat down on a chair.
"You stay away from me," Hermione said, pointing her wand at Lucius.
“Draco will be here shortly,” Lucius said and sat down next to her.
Hermione leapt to her feet.
"I hate you all with every fiber of my being. You lied about me, and now you want me to be some sort of sex slave for your son. Don't think I don't know what Compulsory Marriage Laws do!"
“That's not good manners to greet your soon to be father-in-law,” Lucius said teasingly.
"I will never marry that ungrateful little worm!"
“Oh you will, don't worry. Severus, I can be assured you will provide her with all necessary pregnancy potions?”
"Whatever she needs," Severus said. "I want my friend to be healthy."
"I'm not pregnant!" Hermione screeched, and she raced into Severus private lab.
“Of course, Lucius. She might need a gentle calming draught therapy too.”
"WOLFSBANE POTION!" Hermione said in delight, "Maybe I should taste it."
Severus stood up and stalked into his lab. Hermione stood there with a ladle of the cooling potion in her hand. She held it to her lips.
“Hermione, don't do it! It will kill the baby!” Severus said and swished the ladle out of her hand.
“I'm not pregnant!” Hermione roared and run to poke her wand into Lucius' neck.
"Will you submit to a simple spell to test for your pregnancy?"
Lucius looked down at the hotheaded little witch. He remembered Narcissa's look when he hexed one of the Lestrange boys for trying to kiss her. It looked similar.
A Malfoy man needed a hot tempered witch. Too calm and boring witches often caused disastrous marriages.
"Let's wait for Draco to arrive. Then I will thrash him for what he has done to me!"
A subtle knock at the door diverted her attention.
"Godfather! You found the witch I lost!" Draco said, smiling at Hermione and opening his arms. "May I hug my fiancée?"
“Of course, Draco, go on,” Severus said, hoping to get out of this unwanted problem fast.
"You get away from me!" Hermione yelped, racing to hide behind Severus.
Severus stepped away.
Draco hugged her tightly. “I was so worried about you, my love. I thought you run off to an abortion clinic.”
"Let go of me!" Hermione squealed wiggling and smacking his chest. "I hate you! You have made me out to be some kind of whore. And now, the man I do love will not love me! So just let the giant squid eat you!"
Draco smashed his lips against hers. He wanted to kiss her.
Her lips were so soft and inviting and he could still taste the subtle mint of the calming draught on her lips.
He moved one had to hold her bum and the other run through the mane of her wild hair.
Hermione struggled in his arms smacking at him. She lifted her knee and jabbed it into the side of his thigh.
He yelped and released her.
“There's someone who wants to see you very much,” Draco said and plastered a smile on his face.
“Mimi missed Mistress so bad! Master says Mistress takes me back!” a girl house-elf squealed and run to hug Hermione's leg.
"I'm going to set you free," Hermione said, and she toed off a boot and pealed her sock off. She offered it to the elf who burst into loud tears.
Hermione looked at the elf and paled. Why did Draco bring it here?
“Master said I don't have to listen! I will not be disgrace!” The elf yelled and vanished the sock.
“Hermione, my darling, come to dinner at the Manor. Mother is looking forward to meeting you.”
"I don't want to meet your bloody mother. I don't want to be near you or any Malfoy!"
The elf looked at her with disdain.
“Mistress will be good. She is upset. I takes her to get ready for dinner.”
Before Hermione could say a word, the elf had grabbed her and disapparated her.
“I picked a good elf for her. She needs to be bossed around a little.” Draco looked smug.
“Then we should get going, too. Would be bad form to be late for dinner. Thank you for your assistance, Severus.”
"You know I have no interest in her, that way. I hope that you will allow our friendship."
“Of course, Godfather. She is allowed to have friends,” Draco assured Severus.
"Lucius, may I speak with Draco alone?" Severus asked, eyeing the boy.
"Of course," Lucius said. "I need to see that dinner is made special tonight."
Draco glared at Severus.
"Don't give me that look," Severus said. "You are lying about Hermione, aren't you?"
“I would never lie about such a matter.”
"Draco, you can't lie to me," Severus said, smiling at Draco. "I am not so gullible as to think that Hermione has lost her mind. I expected some insane stunt from you sooner or later in your bid for her hand."
Draco kicked at an imaginary rock, "I'm not lying."
“She offered me to take her virginity,” Severus said in a victorious tone.
"She wants me to have it!" Draco said, and his pitch rose as he reached the end. He stomped a foot.
“She asked me to make her a baby.”
"She is having my baby," Draco said, pushing a few strands of hair from his eyes.
Severus smiled.
"She loves me," Draco mumbled, sticking his bottom lip out as he played with the fringe of the carpet.
“She doesn't love you.”
"She will learn," Draco said, glaring petulantly at his godfather.
“She says you are a git.”
"She is confused. I'm nothing but kind to her. I gave her a house-elf, and I ask her to dinner. I send her flowers and chocolates."
"I heard that you have terrorized Remus," Severus' eyes were like volcanic glass as he said this. He crossed his arms and glared at his godson.
“Lupin is a mangy idiot. He hid a couple of young werewolves in his house.”
Severus raised his wand and pressed it to Draco's throat.
"Don't talk that way about him."
“Is that your lover?” Draco teased.
"No," Severus said, and his lip curled up as he pressed the wand more tightly to his godson's throat.
“But you like him. Sevvie and the wolf, sitting in a tree...”
"People can change," Severus said, smiling at Draco pleasantly. "Maybe I should take Miss Granger up on her offer to father a child."
“You will not touch her! She's mine!” Draco screamed.
"Relax Draco," Severus said, pushing Draco to a sitting position. "You're heading for an ulcer."
Draco huffed.
"I have a proposition," Severus said, linking his fingers together as he set his wand on the lamp stand to his right.
“What is that?”
"I help you land the lovely Miss Granger and you find a way to pin something on Lupin so that he requires the constant checking upon."
"You want me to find a corrupt way to force you and Lupin to spend time together?" Draco asked, and his jaw dropped.
“Not corrupt. Just something seemingly legal. Like, Potions work community service. Werewolves are recognized for their sense of smell and instinctive timing.”
“So you want me to persuade my department to turn Lupin's community service time in to you?” Draco asked, scowling at his godfather.
"And you want Miss Granger to like you, and I know much about her," Severus said, smiling at Draco insidiously.
“She will love me anyways!” Draco pouted.
“From the looks of it, she doesn’t like you at all. But she was very wanton with me. You know, maybe I should try straight sex with her. She's pretty.”
"I'll help you with the mongrel!" Draco said, shoving his bottom lip out. "I'll help!"
"You won't call him names anymore," Severus said, inspecting his nails. "And you will help me."
“Yes, yes! Just make sure she likes me!”
"I will aid you in your quest, but as you do not guarantee me the object of my heretofore affections, I will make no guarantee that I can get her to like you. She has powerful dislike for you."
“I am handsome. I am rich. I'm an Auror! I'm friends with Potter!”
"You've also made some pretty terrible accusations about her, and delighted in hurting a friend of hers and growing her teeth to the point of a walrus jealousy," Severus said, picking up his cup of tea in the ivy china and took a sip.
“That's the past. Now, I tried to ask her out. I gave her presents. I even gave her an elf to show I wish to court her.”
"You gave an elf to the woman who started S.P.E.W. and the Elf Welfare Union? Were you stoned at the time?"
“No, it is a tradition. When purebloods begin courting, an elf is given tot he lady so she has no worries of household chores.”
“But she is not a Pureblood,” Severus said and stifled a laugh.
“I treat her as I would treat any other lady I would deign to court. There's no doubt in that.”
"Well, may I suggest that you don't send her roses?" Severus said, sipping more of his tea.
“Why not?” Draco asked, looking at the threadbare carpet.
"Yes, every woman loves a rose," Severus said rolling his eyes. "Hermione doesn't like roses. And they cause her to go into anaphylactic shock."
“What flowers does she like instead?”
"We shall save this discussion for after Remus is under my supervision," Severus said. "I just didn't want you do something super stupid. I suggest the elimination of the rose bushes around the manor."
Draco paled. His mother loved roses.
“I think you should be on your way, as I guess your dinner would start soon.”
Draco nodded, "You can expect Mr. Lupin tomorrow."
“Very well,” Severus said and smiled for the first time in years.
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“Where did you bring me?” Hermione yelled at the elf when they landed in lush chambers.
"You is at Malfoy Manor," Mimi said, smiling at her mistress.
“I don't want to be here!” Hermione raged, walking over to jerk on the door handle. It was locked.
"You needs to be nice to Master Draco," the elf said, shaking a finger at her. "He is a good man."
“You is getting ready for dinner with the family! I is so excited!” The elf jumped up and did a little pirouette.
"I am not going to dinner," Hermione said, crossing her arms and sitting on the bed.
“You is! I makes bath for you! You will like! These are your chambers, Mistress!”
"I don't need a bath as I am not going to spend time with any member of the Malfoy family."
The door opened and a slender blonde woman ran to her. Hermione yelped as she was engulfed in arms.
“You're my baby's love!” Narcissa squealed.
Hermione tried to speak but began to cough. The room began to get hazy. She clutched her throat and pushed Narcissa away as her face turned red and she couldn’t draw breath. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she saw the rose threaded in the woman's hair. She pointed at it.
“I am allergic to roses,” Hermione rasped.
"Mother!" Draco shouted as he raced into the room.
Hermione felt herself close to panic. She couldn't breathe.
Draco leapt onto the bed and pulled Hermione close, holding a vial to her lips.
"Drink it, please," Draco said.
Hermione threw it at the wall. He was trying to give her Amortentia, she was sure.
“Mimi, get Mistress an allergy relief potion now!” Draco ordered.
Hermione pushed at him, "S-S-S," was all she could get out.
“Don't worry, Love, it's going to be alright.”
Mimi popped back holding a vial.
Draco took the vial. Hermione quivered in his arms.
“I swear on my life, this is just allergy relief potion,” Draco said gently.
Hermione pushed it away from her lips.
“Mistress, please takes it!” the elf begged.
"Mother, get Uncle Severus!" Draco pleaded, holding the potion to her lips.
Narcissa already had her head in the fireplace. Within seconds, Severus was in the room.
"For Merlin's sake!" he exclaimed when he saw Hermione all puffed up and pushing the vial away from her mouth. "Give me that!"
Severus snatched the potion and pressed on the seal of the vial causing it to instantly become a syringe. He slowly inserted it into her thigh muscle and injected the potion.
Hermione went slack in Draco's arms.
Severus reached up and touched her neck.
Narcissa was sobbing in the corner.
"Stop your sobbing, Woman!" Severus demanded. "She'll be fine."
Draco cradled Hermione's slack body on the bed and petted her hair.
"She's breathing," Draco exclaimed as he watched her chest slowly rise and fall.
“She will be fine,” Severus said and banished the roses from Narcissa's hair.
"I almost killed her," Narcissa said, sniffing.
“You didn't know of her allergy, Mother.”
Hermione blinked slowly and turned on the bed. Hermione's head swam. She felt drowsy, yet very comfortable. She was lying on a comfortable bed and a strong man's body was next to hers. She turned into the man and snuggled.
"Severus," Hermione whispered as she continued to heave.
Draco sighed angrily. She would learn who her man was.
"She is just used to me brewing all her potions and administering them to her, Draco," Severus said, walking over and sitting next to her. "And allergy potions are injected into the thigh muscle so they are rapidly diffused into the bloodstream." He hit the back of Draco's head.
Draco winced. He did not need to be belittled by Severus now.
“I just wanted to greet my soon to be daughter-in-law!" Narcissa sobbed. “But now I made it all go wrong.”
"It's not your fault, Mother," Draco said. "I came to tell you as soon as I heard myself."
Draco kissed Hermione's cheek gently.
Hermione whimpered and clung more tightly to his robes.
Narcissa sighed happily as she saw her son's gentleness with the young woman. He was clearly in love.
"I will take my leave of you now," Severus said, walking to the fireplace.
Hermione buried her nose into the man's chest. He smelled very nice.
Even though the situation was dramatic, having Hermione here at his home was wonderful.
Hermione looked up at the sound of Severus' voice. She reached for him.
Draco let her pull himself close.
"She needs to eat something, Draco," Severus said. "Though I think it might be best if you wait till morning for a family meal. And get rid of anything that has rose components in this house or on these grounds. Or inject her with an allergy suppressant, That would be the best option. Then you don't need to fear a relapse. She will have to have them once per month.”
Hermione reached for him, "Severus."
“No, it's Draco,” Draco purred.
Hermione looked at where Severus stood by the fireplace and reached a hand for him.
"You'll be fine, Hermione."
With that, Severus vanished into the flames.
She curled closer to Draco.
"What can I get you to eat?"
“Nothing,” Draco murmured.
“Mother, would it be fine if I stayed with Hermione tonight? To make sure she is fine?”
"Of course, Baby," Narcissa said, wrapping her fingers around the bedpost and looking at Draco while he snuggled Hermione close.
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Well, here is Chapter 2. I hope you all like it. Please drop a review.
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