BBPC's Note :D Just a thought that flew in my mind while having a panini. I have no idea for the title, so that's what you have. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Miss Jo Rowling owns Harry Potter.
"Aaaaahhhh!"
He followed her into the room as he heard her scream in frustration.
"This is all your fault, Draco!"
"My fault? You wanted this too!"
She huffed. "No, it's your fault because you got me wasted!"
"Wasted?" Draco scoffed. "You got yourself drunk, Hermione,"
"Aaaagggggghh!" she was ready to tear her hair out. "Don't you dare say that I got myself drunk,"
"All right, fine. I spiked your drink," The young Malfoy said sheepishly.
"You what?" She glared at him now.
"It's nothing dangerous," Draco pinched the bridge of his nose. "Can you please just stay calm?"
"HOW CAN I STAY CALM?" Hermione bellowed, her chest heaving from all stress she was feeling. "You despicable creature," she spat.
"I'm sorry, but please. Just—"
"Give me my wand so I can hex you!"
"No, I won't!" He shouted at her.
"We are not talking about this now, you imbecile. You better g—"
"Hermio—" He tried to say but he was cut off by another scream.
"Aaaahhhh!"
"Draco, where are you going?" She asked in a half-shout, her brows creasing her forehead.
"I'm going to c—"
"You will stay here!"
"Okay, just stay calm."
He held her, trying to alleviate her; her breathing was labored. Tears freely flowed down her cheeks that were now flushed bright pink. Her grip on his hand was steely.
"Hermione!" Draco nearly hissed when he felt the girl beside him catch her breath.
"DRAAAACOO!"
An infant's cry pierced through the room, muffling the contented sighs of the tired young couple and the equally tired mediwitches. Draco kissed Hermione chastely and hugged her. He tucked her sweaty curly hair behind her ears as she linked their hands together.
"You did well, love." He whispered to her.
She could only smile at him through her tears. They both looked up as the head mediwitch approached them, holding a healthy baby wrapped in a periwinkle blanket. She carefully lowered the baby to Hermione's waiting arms.
"It's a boy, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. Congratulations," she then diverted her gaze to Draco. "Thank you for your suggestion, Mr. Malfoy. If it weren't for that, then maybe Mrs. Malfoy wouldn't be able to deliver the baby with ease."
"No, thank you, Ma'am." Draco said, a genuine smile etched on his face as he stared at his son in awe. Hermione made cooing sounds beside him as she cradled their baby. He was fair-skinned and had a mop of whitish-gold curly hair on the crown of his head. Thin whitish eyelashes framed his eyes that were the chocolate brown that his mother has but flecked with the grey that his father owns.
"He's beautiful," Hermione breathed, resting back against Draco's chest.
"Yes, very much like you,"
"No, he's your carbon copy. Thank Merlin for your family's genes,"
Draco chuckled. "Whatever you say then, dear. But, we did well,"
"Yeah," Hermione closed her eyes and grinned, "Oh, and Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"I spiked your drink too."
Haha. This is my first time writing something of this nature. I'd like to know your thoughts.
