A Stranger Life

Test Results

When she was finally able to open her eyes again, it took Hermione awhile to remember that it was the day she was moving to the Manor. But when she realized it, she was less then enthused about getting out of bed. Instead, she just looked at the clock for a moment, and then turned away from it and burrowed under her covers. This roused Draco, who sat up and removed the covers from her body.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

Hermione didn't bother to look at him, but instead kept her face in her pillow, and her "I have to move in with your parents today" was incredibly muffled. Even so, Draco understood it.

"Oh, yeah. Look, I'm really sorry about that whole thing, but it's one less thing for you to have to worry about, right?" he asked hopefully.

Hermione did turn her face toward him then. She looked at him for a moment, then she slowly sat up. "You would think that, but in fact, it's the exact opposite."

"Why?" Draco asked.

"Because I'm still concerned about whether you will be able to behave yourself around Gwen and Owen if I'm not there. This other reality hasn't erased the Black Cat scene. I am just afraid that you'll let your pride get the best of you and then you'll find some way to alienate them."

Draco's expression was wounded. "I would not! I can't believe you'd even think of such a thing. Did I, or did I not work well with Potter and Weasel while we were trying to get out of the whole vampire sacrificing mess?"

Hermione sighed and got out of bed to put on her dressing gown. "You did, I admit that, but you also just demonstrated something I worry about. Gwen and Owen have names, and I think they'll be a bit put off if you start nicknaming them the way you do Ron and Harry."

"All right, so I'll stop doing that," Draco replied easily, hopping out of bed, and throwing a green robe over himself.

"I'll believe that when I see it." Hermione went into the bathroom and gazed at herself in the full-length mirror. "Do you think I'm pregnant?" she asked.

Draco stood behind her and put his arms around her grinning devilishly. "After all the work we did last night, you'd better be."

Hermione grinned and rolled her eyes, mock-punching him in the arm. Then she looked at the clock again. "I'd better get ready now," she said when she saw the time. "Your mother will probably be along any minute."

Draco nodded and let her go. He brushed his teeth as she showered, and then they switched places. Finally, they were both ready, and out in the living room, waiting for Narcissa.

Not long afterwards, she arrived, smiling broadly and clutching three shopping bags. "I was out and about today, and I thought I'd pick you up some things," she explained as she gave Draco the bags.

Hermione stared at them with wide eyes. "You didn't need to go to all the trouble," she began, but Narcissa quickly silenced her.

"Are you ready to go?" she asked. Hermione gave Draco one last look and the two of them said goodbye. Then she followed Narcissa out of the house and the two of them walked the short distance to the Manor.

Narcissa knocked on the front door and a house-elf came and answered it promptly, letting the two of them in with deep bows. "Lucius!" Narcissa called as soon as the elf had taken Hermione's things as well as her own, "Lucius, I'm back with Hermione!"

Lucius then appeared quite suddenly, and welcomed the two of them home. "Narcissa, do you think you should show her the room we've given her?" he asked.

Narcissa nodded and motioned for Hermione to follow her once again. She led her in and out of various corridors until she finally reached the room she'd been looking for. She opened it and said with a flourish, "and Hermione dear, this will be your room!"

Hermione looked around. It was an impressive room, that was for certain. And a very calming room, as everything in it was done up in shades of blue or green. Hermione had a disconcerting feeling for a moment of being under water.

"And you have a full-length mirror in your bathroom just in here," Narcissa continued, breaking Hermione away from her thoughts. She took her eyes off the ceiling for a moment to look where Narcissa was indicating.

Like the bedroom, the bathroom was large and impressive, the bathtub large enough to hold an entire family and the faucets and other fixtures all done up in gold.

"Any questions?" Narcissa asked as soon as Hermione had had a chance to look for awhile.

Hermione thought a moment. "Is it just me, or is my room really far away from everywhere else in the house?" she asked.

"It's not really," Narcissa said immediately. "Lucius and I are just next door, and the house-elves will bring you whatever you want, so it's not like you'll ever need to go out or anything like that."

Hermione put her head down, took a deep breath and counted silently to ten. It would be a cold day in hell before she truly liked this arrangement. How was she supposed to stay sane if she wasn't even allowed to get out of the house every once in awhile?

And yet, she managed, and before she knew it, she'd been there a little over three months. They had been strange months too. She felt very strange every day, and she'd asked the house-elves to bring her the strangest things, especially for breakfast. The sort of things she wouldn't even consider eating.

After one of these breakfasts, it hit her quite suddenly. As soon as Narcissa had left the house for the day and the house-elf had cleared away her breakfast dishes, Hermione told him that she was leaving for a little while, and that under no circumstances was he to tell Miss Narcissa where she'd gone. She felt really bad ordering the house-elves around, but this was a desperate circumstance.

She went to the store and picked up a few ingredients and then came straight back, not wanting to be gone longer then she absolutely had to. She then nicked a small cauldron from the kitchen and filled it with water from her bathroom. Then she read the instructions for the pregnancy test spell from the spellbook, muttering to herself, "I want it to be pink, I want it to be pink, I want it to be pink." She put the ingredients in the cauldron and watched with bated breath as the potion turned. After ten minutes, it finished, and she was relieved and shocked by the results: the potion was pink, and she was pregnant!

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