Baby Dragon

Summary: I'm editing the first few chapter's, just spelling and grammar. Hermione is pregnant with Draco's baby, but he doesn't care. This is like a chapter to precede the rest, it is just setting the scene, nothing really happens till next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

I MPORTANT NOTE: This is set with the events from fourth year but due to situations which arise in the story, in this universe, first year is when they are thirteen and they leave school at twenty.

The Potion

Hermione walked down the hallway to give her time turner back to professor McGonagall, she was sick of it, she was also going to drop muggle studies and then she was going to tell Draco that his stupid plan backfired.

Hermione sighed with relief as she walked out the office, there was no way she could put up with another year like that, and Draco was the only thing that got her through it although he had been complete prat.

Hermione rounded the corner that led to their secret room. She sat on one of the cushions and waited, she knew he would come sooner or later, she didn't mind waiting. The end of term was tomorrow, soon she would go back home to the muggle world. Maybe it would do her some good to have a break and do some reading of course. She looked up as Draco walked in he looked sourly, it appeared that he had already found out, well that didn't matter now.

"What did you want? Came to gloat, did you?" Draco commented dryly.

"Are you going to write to me?" Hermione asked casually. If Draco had been drinking he would have choked on it but he hadn't so he sort of choked on nothing.

"What gave you the idea that I would" he said taken aback.

"Nothing, that's why I asked you, I wanted you to write to me, so promise."

"I ain't promising anything, there's no way I would write to you. I have no reason to." Hermione feared he was going to say this. And Draco was very stubborn; he was unlikely to change his mind. Hermione was just thinking if she should still try and persuade him otherwise when she felt his arms wrap round her waist and he started to kiss her neck. She tilted it so he could get better access. "It's only six weeks are you saying that your so pathetic that you can't live without me for less than two months."

"I'm not pathetic" Hermione protested.

"Well then" was all he said before turning Hermione to face him.

It was now the last day of term and everyone was packed and ready to ride the 'horseless' carriages, well everyone accept for Hermione who was frantically searching for something that seemed really important.

"Drat" she hissed as she picked up some glass shards, she muttered "Repairo" and the shards sprang back together. She ran down to the owlery and hastily sent a letter, and then she quickly got her bags and met Harry and Ron down in the entrance hall.

"Where have you been, the last carriages are going soon" Ron asked as they hurried out to the carriages.

"I just remembered there was a book I had to return to the library" Hermione lied quickly. Harry and Ron seemed to accept the excuse and muttered about books. "Honestly" Hermione cut after a while of the incessant muttering, "It's not wrong to like books you know?"

"Your right it's not wrong to like books" Hermione didn't expect Ron to say something like that "It's wrong to be completely in love with them" Hermione was tempted to throw a hex at him but the carriages stopped at that moment and it was time for them to get out and board the Hogwarts express.

Draco boarded the Hogwarts express with his friends Crabbe and Goyle. As soon as they found a carriage and he sat down an owl flapped through the window and dropped the letter on him. Surprised he opened the letter:

Draco,

Can you send me more of 'The Potion' because mine smashed somehow? Thanks

'Huh,' was the first thing Draco thought, 'what the hell is 'the potion'? And who is this from anyway' Draco wondered for a while about who would send him a letter without signing it and then it hit him, it was Hermione. It was strange because Hermione always coded her letters, 'she must have been in a rush'. Draco was lucky it was only Crabbe and Goyle in the carriage at the moment because anyone else would have been suspicious but they were too busy eating. Then it clicked it was the thing that Hermione had been taking, she kept on rambling about how important it was to… erm maybe he had stopped listening. Oh well, it doesn't matter.

Draco stuffed the letter into his robes as some more Slytherins entered. Pansy came in with her group of girls saying "Yer well I have a whole gang of guys running after me this summer so I'm going to need a lot of 'The Potion' just to be safe you know what I mean" then she giggled and so did the other girls. Draco wondered why Pansy always went on about how popular she was with guys when he was around, did she honestly think it would get him jealous and go 'Pansy no other guy is good for you, have me!' Wait did Pansy just mention 'The Potion' he got it now Hermione didn't want to get pregnant. Oh well it was just a one off she could do without it just this once, there was no way he was asking his mother for the potion or Pansy for that matter and he didn't know how to brew it, so technically it wasn't his fault. He bet that Hermione could brew it up with her eyes closed but she was going back to her filthy muggle house and wouldn't be able to do any brewing. 'She just can ask someone else if she's so afraid' he thought to himself 'it's not like she's going to get pregnant anyways'

It had been a week since end of term and no word had come from Draco and more importantly there was no potion. 'Damn it' Hermione thought, why was he like that? She had sent him more letters and now it was too late.

Hermione had managed to read 11 novels before she left and went to the burrow to watch the Quidditch world cup. 'Fun' she thought wryly, 'well I'm happy to see Harry and Ron I suppose, but I really don't understand Quidditch.'

One of the good things about being rich and influential is that you always got good things that normal people did not get. One of such things was tickets to the Quidditch word cup and not just any old tickets but tickets in the top box. This is what Draco thought as he walked inside the top box with his mother and father. So imagine the surprise he got when he saw the Weasleys. Yes the Weasleys that didn't have two Knuts to rub together. Also was the boy-who-bloody-well-wouldn't-die (Soz had to put that in) and Hermione, who gave a little start when she saw Draco but immediately looked away. The minister was talking to his father so he just stared at Hermione. She stared defiantly at his father who had just turned his attention to her. After a little tense moment he sat down between his mother and father.

The cup had been quite enjoyable even if the Weasleys had been there and all. The Irish won but Krum had got the snitch. Who would have thought that would happen, normally the team that got the snitch won.

Draco stood at a tree as he saw his father and others celebrating in all their drunkenness by levitating a family of filthy muggles, it was quite funny actually. His mother had sent him into the woods to stay away; he wondered what she was doing when he heard a yell it was Ron, some mumbling a lumos by Hermione, then "Tripped over a tree root"

"Well, with feet that size, hard not to," he drawled.

After some heated conversation they left Draco to watch the site he had been watching earlier.

Suddenly it stopped and there was screaming he looked up at the sky and there was the dark mark. The death eaters had all disapparated at the sight of it.

On the Hogwarts express Draco spent his time talking about how he nearly went to durmstrang. Then he took the time with Crabbe and Goyle to take a trip to the carriage next door to see if the poor boy and the famous-for-no-bloody-reason boy if they were going to take part in the tournament when he found out that they didn't know. He should have known.

The start of year feast was as it had been for the previous years. The sorting hat said some whacky song, the first years got sorted. Then mad-eye moody walked in, then finally Dumbledore told them about the tri-wizard tournament, but you had to be of age, to say that was a disappointment was an understatement.

End Note: okay so that was the holidays summed up. Next chapter is when Hermione confronts Draco. Wow, this writing business is so hard; I don't know how you people do it. This took me ages and I only wrote about 1500 words and that's me rounding up. Oh my god, I just found out that the double lines don't show up when you upload.