'Draco?' Hermione croaked. 'Draco!'
Draco shot out of bed and grabbed his wand out of reflex. 'Hermione?' He called out.
'In here.' He heard from the bathroom.
'What's wrong?' He shouted through the door.
'Come in, please.' She groaned. He used his wand to unlock the door and found Hermione laying against the floor tiles, her skin pale and shiny with sweat.
'Shit, Hermione.' He muttered, falling to his knees by her side and pressing the back of his hand to her forehead. 'Why didn't you wake me sooner? What's wrong?'.
'Couldn't move.' She mumbled. 'Too much morning sickness. Don't feel too good.'
'Do you think you can stand now?' He asked, running a soothing hand down her back.
'No.' She groaned.
'Are you going to be sick again?' He asked.
'Don't think so.' She mumbled.
'I'm going to pick you up and carry you back to bed. If you throw up on me, I'll forgive you, but if you can warn me, please do.'
'Okay.'
He slipped one arm around her waist and the other under her knees, gently lifting her off the floor. She was a dead weight against him, letting him know just how much this round of morning sickness had taken out of her. He placed her as gently as he could on top of the sheets and pulled his knitted Slytherin blanket over her shivering body.
'I'll be back, I'm going to get something to make you feel better.' He whispered, kissing her forehead. She nodded and closed her eyes, happy to be back in the comfort of their bed.
Draco threw some clothes on and hurried out of the bedroom door. It was still early, probably only 6am, but he hopped Pippy was awake and in the kitchen. He ran down the stairs, taking them two at a time, delighted to see Pippy at the bottom.
'Pippy!' He cried, pulling himself to a stop.
'Master Draco, good morning.' Pippy said with a small bow.
'Have you got any more morning sickness potion? Hermione's not feeling good.' He said, panting slightly.
'Yes sir, Pippy has brewed a whole new batch for Miss Hermione. Come with me.' Pippy said, waving him towards the kitchen stores. As soon as they were inside, Pippy took a bottle from the shelf as well as a few other bits.
'The potion Master Draco,' Pippy said as she handed him the bottle. 'Miss Hermione should feel better after that, but Pippy recommends she eat something too.' And handed Draco a couple of oranges. 'Pippy will also make some tea and send it up right away.'
'Thanks Pippy.' Draco shouted over his shoulder as he ran back up towards his bedroom.
When Draco burst back into the bedroom he found Hermione half asleep, where he left her, with Teddy lying next to her. Teddy was talking softly to Hermione, asking if she was okay, while she smiled back at him.
'Hey, trouble.' Draco said to Teddy, sitting next to Hermione and helping her sit up.
'Auntie Mione okay?' Teddy asked, watching as Hermione drank the potion.
'I'm fine, Teddy.' Hermione answered, automatically feeling the benefits of the potion.
'You poorly?' He asked, trying not to look sad.
'I have been, but I'm feeling much better now.' She replied, ruffling his curls as he cuddled closer to her.
'What wrong?'
'Well,' Draco said. 'Hermione's going to have a baby, and sometimes that makes her sick.'
'A baby?!' Teddy cried.
'A baby.' Hermione nodded.
'Where baby now?' Teddy asked. Hermione and Draco shared a look, wondering how much an eighteen month old could understand. Draco shrugged as if to say "why not tell him the truth" and Hermione nodded.
'The baby is in Hermione's tummy.' Draco said, lightly tapping Hermione's stomach through her pyjamas.
'Wow.' Teddy said, in awe at the thought, and asked no more questions.
'You should get some rest.' Draco said to Hermione as he pushed her hair, still damp and sweaty, away from her face. 'Pippy gave me oranges if you're hungry though.'
He placed the fruit on the beside table and looked down at her face, which had been pale but was beginning to regain some of its colour.
'I think I'll go back to sleep for now.' She whispered, laying her head back onto the pillows.
'Come on, Teddy, let's leave Hermione to rest so she can grow the baby.' Draco said, lifting Teddy off the bed and onto his back. He carefully bent down and kissed Hermione's forehead as she gave him a sleepy smile and left the room with the small boy on his back.
Hours later, as the rest of the manor's guests began to wake and drift downstairs, Hermione pulled herself away from the comfort of the bed and slipped into the bathroom. She took the hottest shower she could manage, hoping it would ease the tension in her muscles that had crept in during her morning sickness, before stepping out and wrapping herself in a fluffy towel.
Not wanting to waste time and energy she used her wand to dry herself and pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of leggings. She grabbed the first jumper of Draco's she could find, laughing silently to herself when she saw it was one of his old Slytherin Quidditch jumpers, and left the bedroom. She hadn't seen Draco since he left with Teddy but was sure he had been back to shower and change while she was asleep.
She found Harry at the top of the stairs, who beamed when he saw her, and gave him a hug.
'You okay, Mione?' He asked when he saw her dark circles and pale skin.
'Bloody sickness.' She grumbled, looping an arm through his as they walked down the stairs. She didn't want to admit it but she felt weak enough to be at risk of falling down the stairs so was grateful for his arm.
'I wish there was something I could do to help.' Harry sighed. 'Ginny had it really bad last week and it was awful not being able to do anything to help besides give her the morning sickness potion.'
Hermione almost tumbled down the stairs despite her hold on Harry's arm.
'What?!' She shouted and his eyes widened when he realised what he had said.
'Shit, Gin's going to kill me.' He mumbled, running a hand through his hair.
'Harry James Potter, are you saying what I think you're saying?!' Hermione demanded.
'We were going to say something today, but then we found out about you last night and didn't want to... steal your moment.' He admitted, cringing as Hermione started squealing. He tried his best to hush her, hoping that no one would hear, but she was suddenly full of energy and excitement.
'I can't believe you were going to keep this quiet.' Hermione whispered, practically bouncing on the balls of her feet.
'Ginny insisted. She said it could wait after she saw how happy you and Malfoy were last night.' Harry said, pulling Hermione along to the dining room. 'Don't say anything.'
'Harry, you know I'm awful at keeping secrets. If you don't tell everyone at breakfast, I will.' Hermione said, raising an eyebrow at him.
'But Ginny-.' Harry started, before Hermione cut him off with her hand.
'I can handle Ginny. Let's go.' She said, pulling him along.
They both entered the dining room and split off towards their significant others.
'I love it when you wear my old Slytherin clothes.' Draco whispered in Hermione's ear as she sat down beside him.
'Why do you think I chose to wear that Slytherin inspired dress last night?' Hermione whispered back, suppressing a shiver when his hand rested on her thigh. She also knew he loved it when she wore leggings.
'Are you feeling better?' He asked as he poured her a cup of tea.
'Much. I really wish you could take the morning sickness potion before being sick, it would help a lot.' Hermione grumbled, still not feeling well enough to stomach the thought of food.
'I'll look into it.' Draco said as he made his own tea. 'There might be some magic Muggle cure that helps prevent it.'
Hermione laughed at his statement, enjoying the irony of his phrasing.
As she sipped her tea, Harry cleared his throat to get everyone's attention.
'I have something to tell you.' He said bluntly. 'Since we're all here and I've been forced to reveal my secret,' he paused and shot a glare at Hermione. 'Ginny and I are also expecting a baby.'
Ginny looked angry, which made Hermione feel slightly bad for forcing Harry to do this, but it was his fault for not warning Ginny first.
Everyone else was staring at Harry with blank looks on their faces.
Then Ron laughed. 'Good one, mate.'
Hermione bit her tongue, trying not to burst into laughter.
'Harry.' Ginny hissed. 'We said we'd wait.' She was really mad.
'Sorry, Ginny.' Hermione said, earning a glare from the redhead. 'I forced him to tell.'
'How did you know?' Draco asked as he nudged her leg under the table.
'Harry let it slip just before we came downstairs.' Hermione said.
'You're serious?' Ron asked and for a moment the rest of the table held their breath, waiting for the outburst.
'Yes.' Ginny said. 'We were going to tell you all last night but Hermione and Draco beat us to it.'
Hermione blushed and looked sheepish, but she didn't miss the smirk of pride on Draco's face.
'Ha!' Pansy cried. 'You now all owe me 10 galleons as well!'
Pansy's declaration was enough to break the tense atmosphere that had formed and everyone burst into laughter and hugs. Ron even shed a few tears at the thought of becoming an uncle.
When everyone had settled once more, Blaise spoke up.
'So ladies,' he addressed Hermione and Ginny. 'With your permission, of course, how about we make this dual pregnancy interesting?'
There was a cheeky glint in his eye and Ginny knew exactly what he was talking about.
'Ten Galleons says I give birth first.' Ginny replied, holding out a hand for Blaise to shake.