Hermione Granger had her life all planned out until one accident when she wakes up to a totally different future that will change her life forever. (A/N: So I know this may look familiar to some people maybe I revised the first chapter. It's kinda long but I feel like its so much better and has way more details and better grammar. After reading over what I first wrote I didn't realize how horrible it was. Probably from reading the 600 stories on my favorites! LOL! So please please please regive this story a chance! Yays! Pug:))
Surprises
Prologue
Today is the day I become Mrs. Ronald Weasley. Ron had only asked me to marry him two months before, we knew it was quick but Ron insisted that we get married right away. He told me over and over agin that we shouldn't waste any time. So we acted like typical new adults and made the rash decision of getting married as fast as possible.
Now as I sit in the dressing room of the church living in my last moments as Hermione Granger, I think. Yeah I know what you are thinking, 'Hermione? When does she not think?' but as I look back all I have been doing is not thinking. All my decisions have been based on the mad rush to get married, all the while have the perfect wedding with who I thought was the perfect person to share it with. Now as I sit here, with my mother as she weaves small flowers into my intricate up do, I start to have my doubts.
"Mum, am I doing the right thing." I ask and my mother's attention is immediately on me.
"What darling?" She asks sounding slightly shocked. When I first told my parents they didn't think we should have the wedding this fast. Thinking that I might need some reflecting time. But, being the stubborn girl I am I insisted and insisted that I knew what I was doing and that they should trust me. Eventually they gave in but I can tell my parents still think I am making a mistake.
"Am I doing the right thing?" I repeat.
"Sugarplum it's not about this being the right thing to do. Is that what you think? That you are only getting married because its expected?"
"Yes... I mean no, I mean... I don't know?" I say tears welling in my eyes.
"Oh Hermione..." My mother soothes wiping away the fallen tears.
"I don't think I can do this mum."
"Are you sure?" She asks her face completely neutral.
I don't respond immediately, as I think about what I really want. But the thing is that I really don't know what I want. I love Ron, but its not the same as it was when we got out of Hogwarts. We were a happy couple then, the Golden couple, 2/3 of the Golden Trio. But then as years passed and I started studying at a Muggle University, we started to slip away from each other. Then this summer came and it was blissful, it felt like we were together everyday. Then Ron proposed and at the moment it felt like the right thing to do was say yes, and I did. I mean it was part of the plan that every girl kept since they were able to write. Except, for me, it came sooner than expected and at the time it felt like the little slip up in the plan could do.
The next to months were anything but calm. First, we had to tell our parents since Ron didn't have the decency to ask my parents first, but maybe that was just a muggle tradition, something Ron would have no idea about. Then there was planning for the wedding mixed in with my studies, leaving me no free time. I was behind on work, which never happens for me, and just got it finished.
Then Ron was insisting I live in the Burrow for a little. He then asked to move into an apartment on Diagon Alley with him, which I agreed to.
Next he asked me to drop out if my studies, claiming it was too stressful for me and that I would not have to work in the future anyway. Let's just say we got into a tuft about that, but we sorted it out the next day as Ron complained about an achy back. He slept on the couch that night. After that all we seemed to do was fight. Even it was over the littlest things like what color to paint the bathroom. Thinking about all the fighting we did I realize how much our personalities really showed and the expectations we had for one another.
"Yes." I say to my mother standing up.
"Ok, I'll go tell Molly." Mum saying heading towards the door. As her hand goes to grab the door knob I speak up again.
"Mum." She turns her head towards me, "Tell everyone I'm sorry."
"I will Sugarplum."Mother says giving me an apologetic smile probably for all the shit I will get for this.
As soon as she is out the door I let my tears fall. I slowly wipe the light makeup off, and pull the vail and all the excess fabric off my dress. The dress that I spent hours searching for but I will never get to wear it longer than the 20 minuted I had it on. Tomorrow I would send Ron's Gringotts vault the money to pay him back for it, since he insisted on buying it. That gave me an idea, an idea to start new. To get rid of everything I had done and to start it some place new.
Then, right then and there I decided that I was going to erase my name from the British wizarding society and do the cowardly thing of running away. I quickly grabbed all my stuff and bolted out the white door of the dressing room. As I rush out of the church I pay attention to nothing and no one. I don't here the people calling for me; Ginny, Harry, Molly, Arthur, my father. This immediately proves as a mistake when I crash into someone causing me to fall flat on my bum.
"'Mione!" An unknown but familiar voice says exasperatedly as they pull me up by the arms. I am soon greeted with the warms blues eyes of the one and only Ronald Wesley. I quickly make to go around him, but his keeper like skills keep me from going as he grabs my arms.
"'Mione where are you going?" He asks looking me up and down. Probably shocked at my appearance.
"I can't do this Ron." I say through my tears.
"Why?"
"I need some time."
"Okay we can reschedule, give you some more time."
"No, Ron. I'm sorry, just don't come after me. Just leave me alone." I say impulsively and walk away after one look at his stunned face.
"WALK AWAY! JUST WALK AWAY HERMIONE! LIKE ALWAYS YOU GET RID OF SOMETHING WHEN YOU'RE BORED OF IT! JUST LIKE ONE OF YOUR STUPID BOOKS! DON'T EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN HERMIONE GRANGER! EVER!" Ron shouts to my back as I run out of the wizard church, tears now streaming down my face in an endless flow. As soon as I get to the apparation point I apparate straight to Ron and I's apartment and grab all the things I can. After grabbing my clothes and some other small belongings I then apparate to my parents house. From there I write a quick note saying that I was going out of the country and to not tell anyone especially Ron where I had gone. Finally I signed the note saying I'd write back and that their car was at the airport. Grabbing my parents white Acura SUV's keys and my bag and jacket I hopped in the car and drove to the London airport with only one thing on my mind.
I'm going to France.
I didn't see anyone, not even my parents, for three years after that fateful day at the church.
When I arrived in France I spent weeks upon weeks wandering around taking tours at every monument in France. Staying at different hotels, eating gourmet food, and changing my image. I no longer wanted to be Ron Weasley's girlfriend or fiance, I didn't even want to be known as savior of the wizarding world, Harry Potter sidekick and the brains. I only wanted to be Hermione. So I got my hair done, wardrobe completely changed, and I even got a new obsession. Shoes. I looked no longer like Hermione Granger bushy haired, bookworm. Now I was Hermione, brunette beauty, with a cute love of books. Yeah, I never let the books go. So, I quickly changed hiring a teacher to quickly learn french, which I was now fluent in, and showing off my true beauty. As my teacher, Ally, and I became good friends. I even decided to stay in Paris where she was living and later we started sharing the rent on an apartment. She is the one who indirectly changed my life for the better.
It all started when one night Ally and I were doing our usual Friday night activities that consisted of clubbing, drinking, and dancing. Yeah, old Hermione is definitely gone. But tonight we were going to a bar so I could meet Ally's British boyfriend she won't shut up about. She literally rambles on in french about his eye, hair, face, blah blah blah. She rambles so much I generally result to tuning her out. That may not be a good thing as I don't even know the man's name.
We walked into the crowded bar weaving our way through all the people to order a drink. As I was ordering Ally went to go find this mysterious guy, and the friend he apparently brought along. When the bar tender handed me my drink I spotted Ally weaving her way once again back to me a hand trailing behind her back grasping a dark hand that belonged to a handsome man. Although I could not see face as it was to the ground.
"Salut!" Ally said coming to stand in front of me along taking the drink I held out to her.
"Hey! Ally, so this is the guy I have been hearing all about!" I say holding my hand out for the man as we make eye contact. While we shake hands I can't help but think I know him. I'm about to say something when said man speaks up.
"Hermione? Hermione Granger is that you?" The dark skinned man asks.
"Yes?" I say still unsure f how I know him, "Do I know you?"
"It's Blaise. Blaise Zabini from Hogwarts!"
"Merlin's pants Zabini! Look at you. You look so different!" I say reaching out to hug the former Head boy. "Gosh, Ally could've chosen someone I didn't know?" I ask sarcastically to the shocked women.
"You two know each other?" She asks in her French accent.
"Yeah we went to school together." Blaise says, "Oh Hermione you'll never guess who else is here. Draco, mate, come here!" Blaise calls from behind me. I mentally groan and prepare for insult after insult.
"Yeah mate? Where's this girlfriend you want me to meet?" I hear Malfoy say from behind me.
"Oh yeah this is Ally." He says gesturing to Ally who politely shakes his hand.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Draco. I have heard so much about you." Malfoy says
"And you." She says back.
"Hey mate look who it is." Blaise says gesturing to me after Ally and Malfoy's little exchange.
"Well I don't believe my eyes." Malfoy says, "If it isn't the Gryffindor Princess herself."
"Well if it isn't the Slytherin Prince." I retort using our old childish nicknames.
"Haven't gone and married Weasel-bee yet, always thought you too would elope or something?"
"No actually, I bailed on him. It wasn't working out." I say with my head held high.
"Really?" He says tilting his head a little, "I truly thought you two were soul mates."
"You're not the only one." I mutter.
"Well I think you made a damn good choice and got out of their fast." Malfoy says leaning against the bar sipping his drink. Neither of us really paid attention to Ally and Blaise's retreating figures. "Probably would have had 20 kids and the stretch marks to match by now." He says not looking me in the eye, "And we wouldn't want that with that delectable body of yours."
"Really delectable?" I joke flirtatiously. 'What am I doing?' I ask myself, 'This is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy the bane of my existence.'
"Yes, very much. Who knew that under those baggy school robes was hidden the body of an angel." He says looking up and down from my tight teal colored jeans, flowy off white shirt, matching Mary Jane heals, and all the way to my loose long brown curls.
"Oh, well who knew Draco Malfoy knew how to let go." I say gesturing to his laid back appearance of designer jeans, blue shirt and shaggy hair. Overall its not the typical dress robes and gelled hair.
"Everyone changes, Granger." He states turning back to look forward.
"Hermione, call me Hermione." I say smiling at him. I don't know what brought me to say it but I felt like I should.
"Are we calling a truce then, Hermione?" Malfoy questions, exaggerating my name. I don't know why but my name coming off his lips sounds so right.
"I guess you could call it that." I say staring forward and away from him, "I mean I feel like we are going to be seeing each other for awhile. Ally and Blaise look like they really like each other." I say as we both look at the couple chatting and laughing across the room.
"Fine. But if I have to call you Hermione then you have to call me Draco." He tells me smiling. I think that is the first genuine smile I have seen on his face and I dare to say it suits him.
"Deal." I say smiling back.
The rest of the night was probably the most fun I have had in while. I would've never guessed Draco Malfoy to be funny! For 3 months Draco, Blaise, Ally and I hang out every Friday. Doing things from formal dinners to playing skeeball. Then from constant nagging from both Ally and Blaise, Draco finally asked me out.
"It's different not having Blaise and Ally here." I say as I read from the menu of the little french cafe we are at.
"I know, but its a good kind of different." Draco says. When we arrived at the restaurant Draco was a perfect gentlemen telling me I looked gorgeous and pulling out my chair. So far Draco had done every little important detail Ron had not.
"Bonjour, ce que je peux vous ce soir?" The waitress says asking us what we would like to eat.
"Je voudrais que le poulet au citron avec du caviar" Draco says in practiced French asking for Lemon chicken and caviar.
"Je voudrais bifteck d'ail, pommes de terre crémeuses et une eau s'il vous plaît" I say asking for steak, potatoes and a water.
"Oui" She responds and ask if we would like anything else. I shake my head no but Draco stops her.
"Oh, et une bouteille de chardonay" Draco says ordering a bottle of wine. I just give him a look saying 'You're not getting me drunk'. He just dismisses the look and smiles at me sparking up a conversation on the latest book we both read.
That evening was 10 times better than any of the few dates Ronald took me on ever. That was only the start of the relationship. 2 weeks after our first date and the many others to follow was the first time we kissed for real. Not stuff like a good night kiss on the cheek or a teasing kiss on the cheek. No this was real. We were walking along the noisy streets of Paris on our way to Ally and I's shared apartment located across from the Eiffel Tower. We had decided to take a detour underneath the brightly lit up monument. As we were strolling Draco casually took my petite hand in his large, calloused yet soft hand.
"Mia." He said using the nickname he adapted for me as we stopped directly in the middle of the tower. As I turned to look at him I couldn't say anything because he lips quickly descended on mine in a sweet, blissful kiss. A kiss better than any in my life. Better than Ron's, better than Cormac's, heck it was even better than Viktors! This kiss was also the most memorable, being in my favorite city and spot in the world.
"Go, Hermione!" I hear yelled to my right. As Draco and I break apart, my hands around his neck fingering the smooth hair there and his around my waist drawing patterns on my back. We both look over towards the area where my apartment window is located and see Blaise and Ally screaming and waving out the window. I just laugh and bring Draco's lips back to mine, both of us smiling, still hearing our friends in the background but not caring. Only caring about the person right in front of them. Only a year and half later we were married under the exact spot we shared our first kiss together. It was a small wedding with my side of the family and his plus a few friends we both kept in touch with. Ginny, who I had written along with Harry the whole time I was in France, was in my bridal party but was instructed not to tell Ron who's wedding she was in. Yes, I was still in fear of the big oaf called Ronald Weasley. The wedding was magnificent due to the Malfoy family wealth, and the supreme planning powers of Narcissa Malfoy and Jean Granger. My parents had taken an immediate liking to the new Draco when they visited a month after Draco and I started dating. After getting passed all that Draco had done to me and knowing that I had forgiven and I trusted Draco they took a warming to the handsome, kind, changed man. I did not know this at the time but the second time the Grangers visited and only hours before they departed Draco had asked their permission to propose to their daughter, which they happily agreed. So maybe it wasn't only a muggle tradition. That or I had mentioned it during one of my very long rants on the things I hate about Ronald Weasley. Good, that means he listens. A very good trait in a husband.
As for Draco's parents upon first meeting them I was deathly afraid of the muggleborn jabs most likely going to be headed my way. But, as Draco took me to the Malfoy cottage to meet them I quite surprised when Narcissa opened her arms to me in a hug and Lucius a warm hand shake. To say the least Narcissa was overjoyed we were getting married, claiming me a sweet, well-rounded, beautiful, and just delightful all together women. Lucius just gave a small smile to show his masked excitement as Draco and I visited the Malfoy Family French Riviera cottage. Soon after things went a little down hill. Draco and I had our first fight, yes we had small little spats, but this was a big fight. Screaming and yelling the whole 9 yards. Soon I would find out that Draco was trying to tell me his father had just died of heart failure. At the time I had been staying at Draco's quite a lot. We would hang out after work and watch movies and stuff. So when it got late I got to taking to sleeping over. But one night as I showed up I realized Draco wasn't in front of the TV, like he usually is with his new obsession, so I went snooping and found him asleep in his bed. Me being Hermione decided to wake him up.
"AHHH!" Draco screams waving his arms wildly in the air.
"Dray calm down its just me." I say moving some hair out of his eyes.
"Merlin's pants Mia you scared the living hell out of me." He says rubbing his eyes.
"Sorry, what are you doing sleeping anyway?" I ask, he's been doing that a lot lately, along with canceling dates. "It's 4 o'clock in the afternoon."
"I was tired." He says but I can tell he is lying.
"Draco you say that every time! I would like to know what is going on!" I shout standing up from my spot on the edge of the bed.
"Mia, nothing is going on I've just been tired. The business has been putting a heavy load on me." He reasons running his hand through his hair, once again lying.
"DRACO MALFOY I AM SO TIRED OF YOU LYING! THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR A WEEK!" I shout
"I AM NOT LIYING TO YOU!" He shouts right back.
"Wow! You're a good actor but not that good, Draco I know you!" I say sternly.
"No you don't!" He says and instantly I'm hurt.
"Is this whole thing has been a joke to you then?! Everything you told me was all lies?!" I shout my voice fizzling out at the end.
"NO Mia!" He says as I'm walking out of his bedroom to grab my purse.
"NO! DON'T YOU MIA ME!" I yell my voice getting raw. "Here you can have this back I don't want it." I say throwing the giant diamond ring at his feet and stomping out the door.
"Mia." He says following me in his pajamas. I don't respond.
"Mia."
"'Mione."
"Hermione."
"HERMIONE."
"HERMIONE GRANGER!" He shouts in the middle of a busy street. Causing me to spin around furiously, thoroughly embarrassed.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I yell at his face.
"My father died last week." He says tears forming in his eyes. I just stand there stunned looking at his face. Suddenly a tear falls off his blonde eyelashes and I am snapped out of my stupor and running towards him. Dropping everything as I run to him.
"Oh Draco, why didn't you just tell me?" I question as he picks me up and buries his head in the crook of my neck.
"I didn't know how." He whispers.
"Oh babe." I whisper as he puts me down my arms around his neck. "Draco, I am so sorry." I say grabbing his face to look me in the eye. "So, so sorry." Apologizing for everything; his father's death, the fight, breaking up with him. I don't realize it until Draco wiped a tear away that I am crying too.
"Is there any chance, I can get that ring back?" I smile through my tears.
"It was never taken away." Draco smiles, secretly telling me that the fight was totally forgotten.
"I love you." I say smiling up at my fiancé.
"And I love you." He responds as our lips get closer and closer. Finally the distance is closed and we were at peace.
Draco and I quickly got over the argument and even though Lucius's death will never be forgotten it was behind us as we approached our wedding day.
Today is the day I once agin go through what I did over 4 years ago. Today I am becoming Mrs. Draco Malfoy. This time it is right in the cards. This time I am sure that I am going to marry this man.
As I sit in front of the vanity mirror of Ally's room, I smile at all the bustling women. Ginny adorned in her knee length light pink bridemaids dress is helping the flower girl, Abigail my cousin that was born the year Ron and I were going to get married, with the sparkle barrettes that are arranged neatly in her fine, curly hair. Ally, the maid of Honor, is making sure everyone has their flower all the while trying to apply makeup on the run, stopping at a mirror every once in a while. Then there is Narcissa who was previously the runner for information at the grooms room and the setup across the street at the tower. Currently she is residing on the corner of Ally's bed fanning herself with a folder she found on the desk. Finally there is my mother who is contently working on my half up half down hair style, silently weaving small light pink flowers in every once in a while with a smile on her face. Just like last time, except this is different.
"Mum?" I ask startling her slightly. She must have been thinking, I conclude.
"Yes Sugarplum?" She asks momentarily stopping her work.
"Are you happy?"
"Yes Darling I am." She says smiling at me through the large vanity mirror.
"I am too." I say contently smiling back. I've noticed that despite our past Draco and I work much better than Ronald and I. We get through our fights easily no matter how bad they our while with Ron the threat of the fight was still looming over us for weeks to come and still are. Draco is much sweeter and caring, all the while charming and gentlemanly. Some of the things Ron definitely lacked. And on the plus side Draco is dare I say it, hot! Yes that man definitely has the looks department down to science. From impeccable clothing style to his Quidditch toned abs, he is practically a model. But if he hears any of this his head will be the size of this room, thus taking away from the attractiveness. And yes the thought of him as my husband is incredibly pleasing, he's all a girl could ever want and more. Oh and I forgot one detail that makes my fiancé, soon to be husband so special.
He's mine.
The wedding was amazing. The weather couldn't have been better. The food was delectable at the we all drove to for the reception that was held at a restaurant called Le Pepe. It was one of Draco and I's favorite so the food was obviously up to our standards, which was hard because if we wanted Draco and I could be food critiques with how we judge our food. That night I danced with so many people my feet were still hurting a week later. My father, Harry, Blaise, and of course Draco, the very important men in my life, were saved a dance especially as many men came and asked to dance. Some Draco would scowl at but I mean who would try anything on the bride. Later that night Draco and I headed to the limo already filled with the honeymoon stuff and waved good bye as we headed to the airport to board the private Malfoy plane since apparating wasn't available in Disney World. Yes, we were going to Disney World on our honeymoon, I guess people change but never grow up.
Our honeymoon was amazing. From fun, hot, and childish days to romantic and sexy evenings it was all I could ever dream of and Draco gave it all to me. Now as I think back to that day almost two years ago when Draco and I re met each other I think of when he said that he thought that Ron and I were soul mates when all along it was him and I just never noticed it.
A year after our marriage I found out I was pregnant with our first child.
"Draco darling?" I ask as I tentatively step into his massive office in the estate. Bradford Estates was given to us by his mother only weeks after we were married. The house is located in Bradford England, a small wizard town in the middle of England. Overall it was a very ideal village.
"Yeah babe?" He asks his eyes on the parchment in front of him his eyebrow furrowed in concentration.
"I have something important to tell you." I say starting to massage his tense shoulders.
"Yes and what is that?" He asks his full attention on me.
"Well I went to the doctor today and..." I say but as I linger on the last part Draco, being the protective husband he is, instantly gets worried.
"What? What's the matter are you sick? Did you get hurt?" Draco asks standing up and inspecting my business suit clad body.
"No, no I'm pregnant." I say laughing and he instantly stops.
"What?" He asks again.
"I'm pregnant, we're having a baby." I say smiling up at my husband.
"We're having a baby." He says in disbelief then all of a sudden I am lifted off my feet and Draco is spinning me around, "WE'RE PREGNANT!" He shouts this time happily. Finally he sets me down on my feet and give me a quick but passionate kiss on the lips. It all ends to soon as he pulls away but then crouches down and kisses my flat stomach.
"Hey, baby I'm your daddy and you're going to be spoiled." Draco says ignoring my snort of laughter continues to talking to something that can't even hear him yet. All I can do is laugh at my silly husband and his childish actions.
9 months later we brought home baby Lucas. Draco wanted to name him after his Grandfather but I thought Lucius was too old fashion. After a little arguing we finally decided on Lucas, a more modern yet traditional name.
Lucas was almost a perfect baby. He never cried during the night, unless he was hungry or needed a diaper change, which was hardly ever. It was a great two and half months with out beautiful gift. Until one day I started feeling sick, it went on for some days after that. Until one day Draco started getting worried. He immediately scheduled an appointment for me with the Malfoy personal healer and I was shooed into the hospital the next day. After hours of many potions and spells they finally figured out the issue.
"You're pregnant!" The healer announced. I just sat there in shock. After a while I could feel Draco and the Healers eyes on me waiting to hear my response. So me being Hermione had to ask some intelligent question but all that came out was a simple:
"What?"
"I know you're probably wondering how that is even possible." She asks and I nod, "Well, I'm not sure if you are aware that the wizarding body heals much faster than a muggle body. I am sure you are already weaning young Lucas?" She asks and I nod once again still at a loss for words.
"So we are having another baby?" Draco asks again, probably just catching on.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." The healer responds calmly. "Well I'll be leaving you to yourselves. Have a nice day." She quietly walks out of the room giving us a small wave and shutting the door.
Draco and I sit in silence for a little until Draco grabs my hand and speaks up.
"Wow." He says still looking forward.
"Wow." I say back. We once again sit quietly for a couple seconds until a hug smile spreads across my face. "Lucas is going to have a little brother or sister!"
Draco doesn't say anything just pulling me into a hug and kissing my forehead.
"Yeah is." He whispers as I feel small tears of joy prickle my eyes.
That night we go home as happy as can be, picking up Lucas from Narcissa's on the way. That happiness lasted 8 and half months until one fateful day.
It was my last check up before our new baby boy, Chase Anthony Malfoy, was scheduled to be born. We decided to name him Chase because of an imaginary friend I used to have. It meant so much to me that I insisted my imagination came to life. While Anthony was decided by Draco, which was greatly influenced by Narcissa.
Draco and I had just been called into the room and were waiting for our healer. Only 5 minutes later did our healer and friend Fleur Weasley come in and start preparing for a wizard ultrasound.
"Ok 'Mione can I hav you zit up here?" She says with a little bit of a french accent. I lay down on the table and lift my shirt over the large bump protruding from my stomach. Fleur waves her wand around my stomach for a little until an image appears on the wall in front of me.
"huh!" I hear Fleur gasp from beside me as I stare at the projection of my son.
"What?" Draco says quickly from next to me.
"Von momento." Fleur says and rushes out of the room.
"Draco what's the matter?" I ask my eyes wide in shock.
"I don't know hun, I don't know." He says his eyes shifting back and forth from the door Fleur exited out of and the projection. All if a sudden his eyes go wide and I see water gather in the corners of his eyes. "Oh, Mia."
Before I can ask him what's the matter again Fleur and another healer burst into the room. The new healer does some spells on me just like Fleur did. After many, many incantations and pleads to know what is going on from me, the healer turns to Fleur and shakes her head. Fleur just gives the healer a small nod and the healer exits the room. Fluer then comes to sit next to me as Draco squeezes my hand tighter the tears still in his eyes.
"'Mione." Fleur starts, tears prickling her own eyes but are quickly gone when she looks up. "Hermione, I am truly sorry about this. Nothing you could have done could have prevented this."
"What? What do you all know that I don't!" I demand sitting up a little, but Draco softly pushes me down.
"Hermione, the baby's heart has stopped." Fleur states.
"What?" I say once again using the more intelligent questions first.
"Mia darling the baby died, you had a miscarriage." Draco clears up tears escaping out of his eyes.
"No." I say in an almost whisper, "NO! I would've known, I... I." I respond shouting. I then say nothing else as Draco pulls me into his laps rubbing comforting circles down my back. I hear Draco and Fleur talking but I pay no attention.
"The only way is to induce labor early." I hear Fleur say causing me to stop sobbing a little and listen.
"Okay." Is all Draco says sadly. Fleur then leaves the room, telling us she will be back soon.
"Mia." Draco says as I cuddle into his hard yet soft chest, "Hermione."
I look up at my husband tears in my eyes and a sad face across my petite features.
"How didn't I know?" I ask as he puts his lips to my forehead.
"Mia don't blame yourself for this." Draco scolds softly, "Fleur says there was nothing you could have done to prevent this. His heart just stopped."
I don't say anything after his truthful words because I know that it was not my fault but I can't help but blame myself for not noticing that the baby living inside me was not living. Draco quietly speaks up after a couple of minutes.
"Fleur is going to bring in a couple of other healers and they are going to bring you to the delivery room."
"Why?" I ask my brain temporarily not working.
"They need to get the baby out to prevent further complications."
"Ok." I say and only minutes later Fleur and a group of healers come in with a gurney. They said they can't levitate me because they don't want to risk magic. Hours later Draco and I met a still version of our son. Little baby Chase never even got to breathe his first breath. I never got to hear his wailing screams as he came out of me. He never got to meet his brother, father, mother. Baby Chase never got to do everything a child gets to, like ride a two wheeled bike, go on his first date, go to Hogwarts, go on adventures, get married, have children, grow old. Chase's life was one that never got to experience any of that and was taken from our family.
After Chase's still born birth I slipped into a state of depression. The depression was so bad sometimes that I would be incapable of taking care of year old Lucas. Draco had started taking care of Lucas a lot more by taking days off and hiring people to do the work for him. After a while Draco had given all power to Blaise trusting him to take care of everything until he could return full time. About 4 months after Chase's birth I started contracting pregnancy symptoms again. Draco once again rushed me to St. Mungo's, but I knew I was pregnant. You can call it mother's intuition but judging from the last time I had my period and the last time Draco and I had sex after a very drunken night. Now would be the time the symptoms showed claiming me once again to pregnancy.
My predictions were true and I was diagnosed to bed rest a month later. The Healer claimed it was to ensure a healthy baby but I think Draco made her tell me this. The weeks before the incident I had been prone to accidents; falling down the stairs, stubbing my toe, paper cuts and occasional anxiety attacks. The pregnancy sadly didn't last long, 4 month after I was told I had once again had another miscarriage. This news almost pushed me into a deeper depression. I would have except for one person.
At the time Draco had hired a nanny because Blaise had just gotten married and was taking a month long honeymoon. Ellie, the nanny, had been a miracle worker balancing dinners, Lucas, me, and all the while helping me slowly slip out of the deep depression I was in. Only 2 months later had I slipped enough out of my depression that Draco was able to work full time. We had Ellie come in full time because even though I was no longer depressed my body needed to repair and I still wasn't completely fit for all my motherly duties. From then on Ellie became part of our family.
About 2 months after I had slipped out of my depression Draco and I decided to try for another child. After a 3 year old Lucas was constantly asking why his friends, the Potter's and the neighbors, all had more than one kid in his family and he doesn't. We went to the healers to make sure it was ok and tried for another. A half a month later during a annual healers appointment Fleur, now our regular doctor, told us we were pregnant.
This pregnancy was definitely a hard one, as we had been told I was carrying twins. But once again problem occurred. 6 and a half months into the pregnancy Fleur declared I had lost one of the twins. That same day Samuel John Malfoy was magically extracted from me and I continued on carrying the other twin, Scarlet Olivia. Draco had decided on Scarlet saying it was the color of the roses his mother used to always keep around the house as a child. I was put on bed rest a week later, for safety reasons. About 3 months later Scarlet was born in the Master suit of Bradford estate. Ellie had delivered her when I gone into labor early and with no time for us to get to St. Mungo's miles away. Scarlet Olivia Malfoy was born a healthy baby girl. Scarlet was adored by her brother as soon as he was allowed to visit the room Scarlet and I were transported to quickly, at St, Mungo's maternity ward after I gave birth. Draco and I finally had the family we had wanted all along.
3 years later
Today was my 32th birthday. Draco being the Aristocrat he is decided to throw me a party. He'd gone all out buying me an elegant dress the same exact color as my Yule Ball dress. He didn't explain the reasoning but I had the feeling he thought I looked pretty that night.
Everyone had been invited. All the Weasley's came including Ron. We had gotten over our differences a couple years after Draco and I had moved back to England. He had insisted he had moved on and proved it by marrying a Muggle from Whales, named Rachel that I know for a fact he loves. A year after their marriage they had a daughter named Rose who was almost exactly a year younger than Scarlet.
The party was a definite success, even with all the past hatred. The growing Weasley clan was happily mixed in with everyone at the party. Slytherin's talked to Griffyndor's, and the other way around. Everyone seemed to not care about the fact that at one point they had all been enemies.
I glance to my right and see Draco and Harry laughing together about something Blaise had said, all holding a glass of scotch in their hand. To my left Ginny and Fleur were scolding James, Teddy, and Victoire who had lip stick smeared all over there faces.
All the other children; Albus, Scarlet, Dominique, Lily, Louis, the many other Weasley children, Neville and Hannah's son Asher, and Luna and Blaise's very colorfully yet regally dressed twins, Landon and Lucy were all running around the massive estate doing one thing or another.
"Bonjour Hermione!" I hear someone say to my left snapping me out of my thoughts. I look over to see the spot on the couch next to me taken by the one and only Ally Nott. I instantly took her up in a great big hug.
"Ally, Bonjour!" I say, "How are you! It's been forever."
"Oh, its been fantastic! Emmalia was so excited to come and see Scarlet." Ally says referring to her and her husband Theodore Nott's only daughter. Yes, it didn't work out between Blaise and Ally, as they decided to be just friends. Later that year Blaise introduced Ally to Theo, former Slytherin and house team chaser. He was a year above me in Hogwarts and was rather quiet, Focusing on his studies and quidditch unlike the majority of the Slytherin population. Theo was now a professional quidditch player playing as a chaser for the Puddlemore United. His job caused the family to move around and stay in places for a days at a time. The new arrangement meant that Hermione hasn't seen her best friend in 4 months. But now that quidditch season is over play dates upon play dates will definitely be scheduled for the children and gossip hours for the women.
"Oh my has she found her?" I question looking for my daughter familiar light blonde curls and Emmalia's raven straight black hair.
"Oui They are right over there." Ally says pointing to the two girls to our left playing with Scarlet's wizard dolls.
"Oh my goodness, look at Emmalia she has grown so much!" I exclaim almost not recognizing the 3 year old.
"Oh I know she is growing up too fast for Teddy and I." Ally sighs.
"Oh Ally, don't worry you'll have your little girl for a lot longer." I say putting a comforting arm around the french women.
"Merci, Hermione" Ally says giving me a hug back, "So how are you Hermione?" She asks a 'no funny business' look on her face.
"I'm doing good." I say smiling sincerely.
"Good, because..." Ally doesn't get to finish as my mother, Narcissa, Molly Weasley, and Ginny all come out carrying a giant birthday cake singing Happy Birthday. Soon we are all caught up in the desert I totally forget that Ally was going to tell me something.
Hours later the only ones left are the Potter's and a very hyper Scarlet and Luke. Draco and Harry are talking about some work related subject. Draco once again had given his high position in the Malfoy Inc. to someone else no longer seeing the need for him to manage anything, although the Malfoy family still owns the company. He instead has taken up a new job as Co-head of the Auror's along with Harry. The job had really helped with their friendship. They both now consider each other friends. At one point Draco and Harry has just tolerated each other for my sake but now you can see them going to 3 broomsticks together on Saturday nights or planning couples dinners with Ginny and I.
"'Mione, why don't we take the kids for you tonight?" Ginny asks to my left holding a sleeping Lily.
"No, I can't have you do that. Look at them." I say gesturing to James, Albus, Lucas, and Scarlet all jumping around like crazy people. I glance at Scarlet a little longer and see a slight yawn escape her small features.
"It's no problem I mean I'm used to more anyway. With Lily already asleep and Teddy at Hogwarts I only have to deal with usual amount." She states.
"Ginny..." I start.
"'Mione no." She says sternly yet quietly as to not wake Lily, "We are taking your children no matter what, no objections. Plus with Ellie gone on vacation that leaves you and Draco some alone time." She says with a suggestive smile causing a slight blush to creep up my cheeks.
I don't get to say anything as she walks over to Harry telling him to grab everyone. Draco looks confused at first until Ginny explains and a blush identical to mine appears on his cheeks.
"James, Albus. We're having a sleepover with Lucas and Scarlet." Harry tells his kids grabbing Albus hand leading them towards the floo. Lucas and Scarlet stop for a quick hug from Draco and I before following Harry to the floo.
"I'll see you tomorrow darlings." I say waving as they step into the floo.
"I hope you're wearing good knickers 'Mione!" Ginny half shouts as she disappears into the floo.
As soon as they are gone Draco's lips are on mine.
"Happy Birthday Mia." He whispers on my lips as we he leads me up the stair his lips barely leaving mine.
The next day
"Draco, I'm off to get Luke and Scar!" I yell upstairs where my husband is most likely fixing his hair. After all these years he still has the same obsession.
"K bye Mia, I'm going to head to the office real quick." he said while walking down the stairs. He quickly pulls on his work robes and gives me a quick kiss before apparating.
I grab the keys to our Muggle SUV. I insisted on getting it when I was pregnant with Lucas because 1) You can't apparate while pregnant and 2) we live some distance away from friends and family that we can't always find an apparating point anyway. Draco and his pureblood ways insisted it was a death trap but after much persuading the many hours of searching for the safest car, I convinced him to get it.
I start the car up in the garage and am soon taking the familiar route to Grimmauld Place, the Potter's house. I am diving at a moderat place reaching their town in no time. But as I reach the the street just before the Potter's I have no time to react as I turn the corner seeing a speeding truck coming right for me.
"I should've listened to Draco." I mutter to myself right before the truck came into collision with the SUV.
Then everything blacked out.
(R&R!)