Draco had apparated back to their manor to grab changes of clothes while Hermione stayed in the room with Ginny and Blaise, though he did not want to leave her side one bit. He frantically grabbed anything and everything he could think of clothes-wise, throwing it all into her beaded bag that she used for everything.

When he appeared back in the room no less than ten minutes after, he immediately relaxed and slowed his pace, standing next to Hermione who was still sitting at the foot of Ginny's bed. She smiled up at him and leaned against him while his arm went around her, holding her close as if she was going to disappear again.

"So," He started, looking at Ginny and Blaise while nodding towards Ginny's stomach, "What are you two wanting it to be?"

Ginny smiled slightly as she rested her hand on her belly and shrugged. "I'm honestly hoping for a girl, but knowing my family and their genes, it most likely will be a boy."

"It better be a boy," Blaise said, in a jokingly stern voice. "I am not going to deal with the young adolescent daughter if she's anything like you."

"Like me!" Ginny gave him an offended look. "What about you?!"

He scoffed. "I was an angel at school. I didn't go around starting secret clubs in an attempt at a coup!"

Everyone laughed at that, but Hermione's laugh turned into a groan as she was hit was another dizzy spell, this one worse than the previous one. Draco held her tighter, giving her a worried look.

"Maybe we should take you back to your room and give you that Sleeping Draught," He suggested cautiously, giving his mate a worried look.

She tried to wave him off but she squeezed her eyes shut and sucked in a deep breath as a sharp pain nearly split her head in half. Draco grimaced and looked at the other two. "Yeah, I'm going to take her back to our suite. We'll visit later when she's awake and feeling better."

"Yeah, please go take care of her," Ginny said, waving them both off with a worried look on her face. "She probably shouldn't have come here before resting a bit."

"No, but you know how she is," Draco answered, rolling his eyes slightly while giving her a smile. "She wanted to make sure you were alright."

Without another word, he gently picked Hermione up off the bed, cradling her in his arms. He shushed at her protest, which was more of a long, whiney, "Nooooooo!"

Ginny let out a small laugh as she watched them go, picking at one of her fingernails in nervousness. Blaise looked over at her after the door shut behind Draco and Hermione, his brow furrowing.

"Why do you feel guilty, Gin?" He asked quietly.

She looked at him for a few moments before looking away. "She took so many curses, Blaise. She tried to make sure they would torture her instead of me, and probably has curse damage because of it."

"Would you have done the same for her?" Blaise asked.

This caught Ginny off guard and she glared at him. "Of course!"

"Then you know exactly why she did it," He explained, taking her hand and squeezing it. "She's going to be alright, Draco will make sure of that. And I know you will too; she's in very good hands regardless."

She smiled up at him and leaned in for a kiss, relishing that moment before resting her head against his chest. He had since nestled in the bed next to her, propped up somewhat higher than her so that she could lean against him. She didn't mind at all, and while they received looks from the Healers, none of them had said anything. Blaise was happy beyond words to have her back next to him, and with the knowledge that she was carrying their child now, he never wanted to let her go again.

"Do you really want a boy?" She asked quietly. It was more out of curiosity than anything, but the question made him smile.

"I'm happy with anything, boy or girl," He answered. "Just as long as they don't have your stubbornness."

She laughed. "I can't help that, it's a Weasley trait. And don't act like you're not stubborn too!

He grinned and rested his head on top of hers, unable to stop from smiling to himself. It was wonderful having her in his arms again.He could feel her consciousness drift off slightly and realized she had dozed off against him. He smiled down at her, gently pressing a kiss to the top of her head and relaxing against her.

Draco carried Hermione down the hallway, being very careful to not jostle her too much. He smiled to himself, remembering the first time he carried her in his arms; of course, she was very drunk at the time, but he still had the same feelings now as he did then.

"How's your head, love?" He asked quietly, casting a glance down at her.

She whimpered slightly before answering shortly, "Hurts."

"I know," He sighed, stopping at their door and willing it to open. "I'll have to get a Healer to possibly up your pain potions; I think the Veela in you is fending off the effects of them."

"Shouldn't it block some of the pain then too?" She asked, tilting her head up slightly but keeping her eyes closed.

"Hermione, you took at least eight Cruciatus curses and you're still here and sane," He said quietly after shutting the door. "That is the Veela doing its part already. I don't think any regular witch or wizard could have gone through what you did with as little consequence that you had."

He crossed the room and laid her on the bed, immediately going back to her beaded bag and rifling through it. "I brought clothes, I wasn't sure what you wanted to wear but I figured you wanted to change into something more comfortable than what you're wearing...."

She took a deep breath and sat herself up slowly, barely opening her eyes. "As long as it's large and soft, I want it."

He smiled. "I wish I could have taken you home, I'm sure you want a shower too. Though of course I could always try a cleaning spell on you."

She nodded towards the bag and held out a hand towards it. "I may have something in there that can help."

He gave her a curious look and took the bag to the bed, sitting down next to her and handing the bag over. She carefully took it and started pulling out clothes, laughing slightly at the small pile that was forming.

"I said I didn't know what you would want to wear," Draco said defensively, smiling at her.

She shook her head and continued to look, finally sighing and saying, "Accio wipes!"

She groaned after that, not realizing just how exhausted her body was from the little bit of magic she was able to do. But she felt the familiar bag hit her hand and she pulled it out, holding it up for Draco to see. "Muggle wipes. They're fantastic for when you need to shower but can't."

His eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Are you sure you don't want me to use a cleaning spell on you?"

"Most of the cleaning spells are for getting blood off someone or for getting dirt off something," She explained quietly. "It doesn't actually clean like a shower would. These do better, honestly."

Then she nodded towards the door and asked, "Can you lock that? I don't want anyone walking in and I'm too tired to use any more magic."

He nodded and grabbed his wand from the bedside table where he had put it, pointed it at the door. There was a satisfying click and he looked over to see her already removing her clothes.

"Couldn't wait, eh?" He asked, helping her pull her shirt off.

She rolled her eyes slightly and pulled her jeans off, standing in just her undergarments and grabbing a couple of the wipes. She winced as she ran them over her cuts but made quick work of cleaning off all the dirt and grime she had on her.

"Can't wait to have a proper shower," She muttered, throwing away the dirt-covered wipes into the trash can and straightening up to see Draco looking at her. "What?"

"It just amazes me still how beautiful you are," He said quietly. "After everything you've been through, you're still so beautiful when you do the simplest of things."

She smiled and felt her cheeks heat up as she looked away. "You're only saying that because my clothes are off."

He laughed and handed her a large green and silver sweater with a pair of black leggings, waiting until she put them on to say, "There. You're just as beautiful now, if not moreso."

She laughed and looked down at the sweater, raising an eyebrow at him. "Now you're only saying that because I'm in Slytherin colors!"

"What can I say, you look better in green!" He grinned and changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a black shirt, shoving the rest of the clothes back into her bag while she crawled back up onto the bed.

She felt the hem of the sweater, smiling down at it. "This is a very large sweater, Draco; did you get this for yourself?"

"You think after this long I don't know what kind of clothing you like?" He asked, still putting the clothes away. "You like larger sweaters that you can disappear in, so I decided to get you one for yourself since you're always stealing mine."

Bringing the neckline up to her nose, she breathed in deep and then smiled. "But this one smells like you."

He paused and smiled back at her. "I may have worn it a little bit so that it would. It was supposed to be a Valentine's Day gift but I figured this was more deserving."

She grinned and lay back down on the bed, curling up and cuddling into the sweater. "I think it's the first strictly Slytherin-colored thing you've gotten me."

"Well, I will need to fix that then," He said, grabbing her Sleeping Draught from the tray and holding it out to her. "Now, you need to take this."

She frowned and pouted slightly. "I don't want to..."

"You need to," He insisted gently. "Your body needs the time to heal and it can't do that if you keep fighting it."

She sighed and took the bottle from him, uncorking it and grimacing before downing nearly all of the contents. The exhaustion hit her immediately, and that coupled with the Sleeping Draught almost instantly put her to sleep.

Draco  barely  caught  her  in  time,  grabbing  the  bottle  that  fell  out  of  her  hand  and  setting  it  on  the  bedside  table  behind  him.  After  laying  her  down  properly  and  pulling  the  sheets  over  her,  he  leaned  back  and  grabbed  the  bottle,  downing  the  rest  of  the  draught  and  pulling  her  into  his  arms.  As  he  drifted  off  to  sleep,  he  smiled  as  he  finally  felt  at  ease.

A/N: Here, have some cute Draco and Hermione time! I know this is kind of a filler chapter but I think it's adorable and I was happy writing it lol next chapter will be more interesting and will be up tomorrow! Love you all! <3