Author's note: It has been a long time since I have written a story. I hope you like this one. Please don't compare this to my other story, Ooh, baby?, okay? Thanks. Please review after reading^^ Plus, i do not own Harry Potter, ayt?
"I'm pregnant,"
Thus were the words of Hermione Granger to his steady boyfriend of one year, Ronald Weasley.
"I…I'm going to be a f-father?!" Ronald croaked out in the middle of ravishing a turkey leg. He swallowed hard, let go of the leg and took Hermione in the shoulders.
"Did I hear you right, Hermione?" He was grinning now, looking around at the people inside a small diner in Diagon Alley. Hermione nodded and was smiling exquisitely now too. She didn't even mind how the greasy hands of her boyfriend were holding her sleeveless shoulders.
She was quite nervous when she received the letter from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. She didn't know if Ron would like to have a child so soon, considering they just finished 7th year and were on their way to a beautiful career.
"We have to get married immediately!" Ron blurted out when he let go of her and started to eat again. Hermione's head snapped up and stared at Ron.
"What?"
"What do you mean what? I want that baby to be an official Weasley! Hah! Wait till Mum hears this, she'll be ecstatic!" Hermione smiled warmly and stroked her slightly bumpy belly. She was not yet ready, but if Ronald is then she will, eventually.
"That blasted red-headed freak! How could he be so…so…Ugh! Whatever did I do to him? He was the one parading with Lavender everyday! Smooching in corners and doing Merlin knows what else! And he has the nerve to tell me to sod off! Who's the girlfriend here? I am! Not that Lavender Brown! I hope he chokes when they start digging their mouths with their tongues!" Hermione was shouting at the bottle of firewhisky settled on the stone floor of the Prefect's bathroom. She took a swig and started rambling on again. She was so pissed and quite drunk when someone entered her sanctuary.
"Tsk, tsk. There isn't a cure for insecurity, Granger." Draco Malfoy said from the archway to the tub. He was still wearing his school robes when he leaned like a god on the edge of the tub, right in front of Hermione.
"You best get away from here, Malfoy, or I'll hex you to your father in Azkaban!" Hermione said furiously, her face flushed from the alcohol. She had her hand raised as if she was holding a wand. Draco smirked at how she looked.
"Don't smile at me, you creep!" She took another swig from her bottle but it was already empty.
"Ahh, I bet you would want my company now, seeing that you don't have enough drink to pour your heart out," Draco smirked once more.
"Who would want your company? A silly little spoiled brat like you? I'd rather shag myself senseless than have an actual conversation with you!" She struggled to get up and stand straight while saying this.
"Really now? Tsk, tsk. Pity. I would have to finish these off myself then." He revealed two more bottles of firewhisky from the tub which made Hermione's eyes widen.
"I think I can make an exception," She said, walking towards Draco.
They started drinking the first bottle, taking turns for the drink.
"So shag someone too! That will kick him back to reality," Draco suggested when Hermione told him what Ron was doing right now.
"I will not stoop to his level! Only barbaric people do that!"
"Whatever you want to say, Granger. But I think, you ought to show him some time," He took the last drop from the first bottle of whisky which made Hermione sulky.
"Give me the other one!" She shouted, reaching for the second bottle.
"Let me drink first!" Draco said, struggling to keep Hermione's hands off the bottle. He raised his hand over his head while Hermione crawled in between his legs to get a better stand point.
"Hah!" Hermione exclaimed once she got it. But before she could lower the bottle to her mouth, Draco started kissing her.
She wasn't even thinking when she started kissing back. Suddenly, the room felt so hot for her. She took off her oxford shirt while kissing Draco, and Draco did the same.
"We'll make him pay," He said, and Hermione nodded. The next thing she knew, she lost her virginity to Draco Malfoy and she wasn't even disgusted by it.
"That's great news! Congratulations Hermione!" Ginny shouted from across the room when they told Mrs. Weasley about the news.
"How long have you been standing there?" But Ginny ignored Hermione's question. She walked giddily towards her and took her hands in hers.
"Can I be your wedding planner? I would die if you won't let me. Please, Hermione, please! Ginny pleaded with her puppy dog eyes.
"Of course, Ginny, why would you think otherwise?" Hermione smiled at her appreciatively.
"And the baby shower too of course!" Ginny said as she stormed up the stairs to start planning.
"You still have your last term to worry about Ginerva Weasley!" Molly shouted after her.
"Take care of yourself dear," Molly told her before marching up the stairs to find Ginny.
"Well? We might as well pick a date," Ron suggested, gesturing her to sit on the couch beside him.
"Uhm, I think we should marry after the baby is born." Hermione told him tentatively.
"Sure, but why?"
"Well, it has been three months already. And I don't think it's best for me to be stressed out with the entire wedding thing." Hermione glanced at the expression on Ron's face. He looked like he was contemplating on something. His face was scrunched up, eyebrows furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked him.
"I'm just calculating… If you're three months pregnant, then…" He trailed off, counting with his fingers.
"You had that since we had our NEWTs? And you didn't tell me?" Ron was feigning anger.
"How could you expect me to know something like that when all I do is study? You're very insensitive most of the time, do you know that Ronald?" Hermione was fuming in seconds. Her face was flushed and she was standing to leave. Ron took hold of her wrist to stop her from leaving.
"Bloody hell, Hermione, I was only joking!" Ron explained. Hermione took her wand from inside her bag and pointed it at Ron.
"Ronald Weasley, I think it would be best if you leave me alone until this baby has been born. Let go of my wrist or, I swear to Merlin, I am going to hex your head off your shoulders!" Ron was so dumbstruck at the turn of events that he didn't let go of her wrist immediately.
"Ronald, you know I am capable of doing what I've just said! So if you want to live until we get married I suggest you let go of me now!" Hermione was practically screaming. Ron's hand jerked away from Hermione. She went outside the Burrow and apparated home.
Hermione Granger woke up for a start. Her body ached for having to sleep on the stone floor of the Prefect's bathroom. She moved to stand up but felt an excruciating pain between her legs. She sat up, leaning on her elbows for support to look around. Her clothes were scattered around the bathroom. She, only then, noticed that she was covered by a school robe, too big to be hers. The robe felt different against her skin but hugged the robe closer nonetheless. She crawled towards her clothes, wearing them one by one as she collected them.
"What in the world am I doing here?" She asked herself. When she found her robe somewhere near the tub she scanned the one she was draped on earlier.
The robe was bigger, fit for a taller person and smelled like expensive cologne. She searched for the house badge which has to be there:
A silver snake against a green background with "SLYTHERIN" written at the bottom.
"CRAP!" Hermione shrieked and almost threw the robe as the vague memories of last night stumbled into her foggy head. The headache from the hangover was tripled by what she remembered.
She quickly looked at herself in front of the mirror for evidence of what happened.
"Isn't the pain you are feeling between your legs evidence enough?" Shouted someone from inside her head. She was scanning herself. Puffy red lips probably from kissing the whole night and a hickey just beneath the collar bone! She washed her face with cold water and buttoned her shirt to her neck so people will not see the kiss mark.
She was in the middle of rolling up her sleeves when she noticed another hickey on her wrist.
"Why, in the world, did I allow this to happen!?" She told herself just before leaving the bathroom, looking at all directions to make sure that the coast was clear.
"I'd kill for a Marauder's map right now!" She continued talking to herself. It was a good thing that today is a Saturday, student's would have to be sleeping in, while others are in the library studying for their NEWTs and OWLs. She planned to walk straight to her dormitory and hoped that no one will notice the extra robe she was carrying.
"Soliel" She muttered as soon as she was in front of the fat lady.
"I didn't see you come in last night, deary. You sure study hard for your NEWTs," Commented the fat lady and swung open to let her in.
Once inside the common room, she dashed towards the Head Dormitory. It was a good thing that, once you're a Head you get to have your own room.
She immediately closed her door and changed into fresh clothes. A long sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans. She combed her hair a few times before tying it up in a ponytail. She glanced at the robe situated on top of her bed.
"How am I going to return this to him?"
Hermione was working at a law firm owned by the Malfoys. It was tough luck that the only firm who hires ladies is the Malfoy firm. It was a good thing that the war ended the way it did, the Malfoys got to redeem themselves through Narcissa's efforts of lying to Voldemort which kept Harry alive.
Lucius Malfoy, the head of the Malfoy clan served his sentence in Azkaban for the multiple murders he has committed but was released just recently. He was the one who hired Hermione and thought it best to have such an asset in the company. Lucius gave Hermione what she deserved plus more. She has her own office, a fresh supply of books a month (she argued with him about this for he originally planned to supply her new books everyday), a decent home (decent for Lucius, extravagant for Hermione), grocery supplies everyday and a nice fat salary.
Some say Lucius does this to beg for forgiveness for whatever his family has done to her. But, as for Hermione, she doesn't see any form of begging from him. He was still the cold Lucius exterior that she has seen over the course of her study.
Hermione was looking over some papers when a knock on her door was heard.
"Come in," Hermione called out.
"Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy is here to see you," Said her secretary, Janice from the doorway.
"Let him in," It was surprising how Hermione controls people around her that even the owner of the company has to ask her permission if she has the time to spare for a talk. Hermione settled herself on her chair and awaited Lucius' entrance.
"Ms. Granger," Lucius acknowledged.
"Mr. Malfoy," Hermione nodded and gestured for him to sit. Lucius sat at the plush armchair in front of her desk.
"So, what do I owe you for this visit?" Hermione asked. Lucius settled his hand on top of his walking stick before he spoke.
"You see, Ms. Granger, a little bird told me that you are now pregnant. Is it true?" He raised a blonde brow at her as he said this. Hermione was caught quite off guard but regained her composure almost immediately. She cleared her throat once.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, that is correct." She could clearly see his hold on the walking stick tighten.
"Well, do you plan to file a leave soon?" he asked.
"I will on my fifth month. That's what I have planned."
"Who is the father?"
"Well, I don't think that that is any of your business, Mr. Malfoy."
"Yes, yes, of course," Hermione could have sworn he said something like pity and Weasley under his breath but she ignored it.
"Is that all, Mr. Malfoy?"
"When would be your fifth month, then?"
"Two months from now," Lucius nodded. Hermione couldn't put her finger on it but she thought she saw a shadow of a smirk in his face before he stood up and announced his departure.
"That was weird." Hermione told herself.
In the course of the two months she made it her duty to finish all her commitments before taking the leave. She was then very pregnant. Lucius Malfoy ordered his son, who was running their other businesses, to make sure that Hermione gets the finest Healers in the world to assist her in giving birth.
Hermione receives baby supplies almost everyday. She was getting freaked out by how much Lucius was concerned with this baby. She couldn't fathom why but he and Narcissa visit her at least twice a week.
On her ninth month she admitted herself into St. Mungo's. Ginny, Harry, Neville, Luna and other Gryffindor friends come and visit her everyday except for Ron. She was somewhat disappointed when he did not make any effort to see her. He didn't even ask how she was or how the baby was doing.
"I know I told him to stay away, I didn't think he would actually do it!"
It was fortunate that she admitted herself early because just in the first week of her ninth month, she went into labor. Ginny and Luna arrived just in time to see her being rolled inside the delivery room.
They stood outside the door of the delivery room, pacing around. It didn't occur to them to call Mrs. Weasley, Harry or Ron while they waited.
"Where did that dirty old robe come from, Draco?" Hermione overheard from the Slytherin table while they were having breakfast inside the Great Hall. Draco didn't seem to answer Pansy's question. She glanced once in Draco's direction and found him looking at her. Her face flushed and quickly turned to Harry and Ron who were talking about quidditch again.
"Who owled it to you?" Pansy asked again.
"Hey, Draco, there's a letter too," Pansy made a move of getting the letter and reading it herself but Draco took it from her.
"Mind your own business, Pansy." He stood up, took the package and went outside the Great Hall towards the grounds. Hermione was eavesdropping the whole time and breathed a sigh of relief when Pansy was not able to read the letter.
"Aren't you going to study for your NEWTs?" Hermione asked her friends.
"We still have tomorrow to study 'Mione," Ron said as they set up for a game of wizard's chess.
"I'll be at the library if you need me," Hermione said before getting up. She swore she heard Ron saying: "When will she ever get a life?"
She followed Draco outside. She has no idea where he went so she tried her luck near the lake. Few people went for walks near the lake since the Giant Squid found a new hobby of splashing people who happens to be near it.
"Are you following me?" Hermione heard Draco say somewhere behind her. She spun around to look and saw him leaning on a tree trunk.
"I don't owe you any explanation," Draco stated.
"Is that all you have to say?" Hermione asked. She wasn't one for crying but she remembered the pain she felt when she woke up that morning and decided that it was a big deal for her.
"What do you expect me to say? Sorry? You wanted it, why should I be sorry for that?" He spat and crossed his legs making him look more nonchalant.
"I didn't say I wanted it. I was drunk, Malfoy. DRUNK! And you…kissed me first." She said weakly. Her eyes were brimming with tears so she lowered her head and looked at the fallen leaves near her feet.
"Get over yourself, Granger. It wasn't that bad" Draco said, trying to make himself feel better.
"I wasn't talking about that! I know you're heartless but, I care who…who…" Hermione trailed off finding it impossible to say the words. Draco approached her tentatively.
"I'm sorry, Granger. I didn't know. If I knew better I wouldn't have pushed- I'm just very sorry. I won't be able to take back what I, what we did. And if I was given the chance, I still wouldn't" He made a move to kiss her, Hermione doesn't know if he was kidding or he was serious. She looked at him straight in the face and slapped him. As if on cue, water splashed onto them.
Hermione's eyes continued to brim with tears, even after Draco left. He went straight inside the castle where people heard him saying: "Bloody squid"
Hermione too went inside after some time where Ron and Harry bumped into her.
"Mione! What happened to you?" Ron asked.
"Squid," Hermione muttered.
"That squid has victimized people, two in a row! First, Malfoy and now you. You better get inside, quick, or you'll get sick."
"It's a boy!" The Healer announced before handing the baby to Hermione. She looked at the baby and adored it very much. She noticed that the baby has no trace of being a Weasley. No freckles, no red hair, instead, he had the faintest sign of platinum blonde hair.
Hermione's eyes squinted at the baby. She might have been imagining it from the fatigue of child birth. She requested the Healer to attend to her baby and not let anyone except herself see him.
"His name is Sebastian. Sebastian Granger," She informed the Healer before she succumbs to slumber.
When she woke up, she was already inside her private room. Ginny was there, her head situated beside her bed, sleeping. Luna was no where in sight.
"Ginny," Hermione tried waking her up.
"Ginny," She called again, this time Ginny stirred and looked up at her groggily.
"Good, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Hermione looked around before answering.
"I'm fine, I think." Hermione informed her.
"That's good. Now, explain to me why you don't want anyone else to see your baby," Ginny asked her, evidently annoyed for being deprived to see Hermione's newborn.
"I don't want people staring at him before me," Hermione smiled, she meant her smile to be cheeky but managed a weak one. Ginny narrowed her eyes at her when she said this.
"Okay, okay, call a healer for me and tell her to bring Sebastian in,"
"Sebastian? That's what you named him? Sebastian?" Ginny asked, her eyes glittering from excitement. Hermione nodded at her once.
"Did you consult my brother about that?" Ginny inquired her hand on the knob.
"No, why?"
"I thought so," She went outside to find a Healer. When she came back the Healer was walking behind her.
"Good Morning, Ms. Granger," The Healer said while handing Hermione the baby.
Hermione took in the appearance of her son. He has very flawless skin, pale and soft. Her head was covered with smooth blond tresses; he has the faintest hint of blonde eyebrows. Hermione kissed his cute nose which made him look at his mother with smoldering silver eyes. Hermione's breath hitched when she saw this. She shook her head from side to side.
"Are you sure this is Sebastian?" Hermione asked the Healer.
"Why, of course. I tended to him myself!" The Healer answered, indignant at the hint of being regarded as wrong.
"Hermione, why?" Ginny asked from the doorway. She walked towards her to look at what was wrong.
"Are there missing toes? Fingers?" Ginny asked but stopped dead once she got a full view of the baby. Ginny looked at Hermione and the baby with wide eyes.
"Ginny, wait-"
"Will you leave us for a minute?" Ginny asked the Healer. The Healer nodded and closed the door when she left.
"I…didn't know…how this could have happened." Hermione started to explain.
"He's an albino? How did this happen, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"I'm not really sure-" Then was the time her memory of what had happened in the Prefect's bathroom resurfaced.
"But, it was only then-" Hermione said.
"Hermione, I can't understand any of what you just said," Ginny informed her. It was good luck that Pig came swooping down from the window holding a letter on its beak.
"What does it say?" Hermione asked Ginny.
"Mum wants me to go back to Hogwarts immediately. I wasn't able to ask permission to be out in two consecutive days. I might as well go. Take care of him, okay? See you, Sebastian," Ginny kissed Hermione on the cheek before leaving.
Hermione kept staring at Sebastian the whole time Ginny was out, even when he cried and she started breastfeeding him. She was in the middle of doing just that when someone knocked on her door. Thinking that Ginny or Luna came back to see her, she didn't bother covering up.
"Come in," She called out. She was shocked when Draco Malfoy himself went in.
"Oh! Sorry! Merlin," Draco's face flushed and all his composure disappeared seeing her like that. Hermione quickly tossed a towel in front of her.
"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked after a couple of cleared throats.
"Father wanted me to see how you were doing. The Healers we hired said that you gave birth yesterday," He tried his best not to be curious.
"Aren't you going to offer me a seat?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Uhm, have a seat then," Hermione looked around to see where he could sit. The only chair available was the one Ginny occupied earlier. Hermione panicked. If Draco sits near her and the baby, he would be able to see Sebastian.
"Wait," Hermione raised a hand to stop him mid-step. Draco crossed his arms against his chest and looked at her.
"I think I have to tell you something," Hermione started. She racked her mind for words to explain the situation but it seems like all her creativity vanished to thin air.
"I don't think Ms. Granger will be able to deliver her speech tonight, Headmistress." Madame Pomfrey told Professor McGonagall.
Hermione went to the Infirmary due to severe headache and excessive vomiting. She can't stand the smell of the Great Hall swarming with delicious food either. None of them, not even Madame Pomfrey, thought that Hermione could have been pregnant. Of course, who would have thought that the Head Girl is capable of doing very naughty things?
"We must talk to Hagrid about that Squid. It's a good thing Mr. Malfoy didn't get whatever she has. Get well, Ms. Granger. I will hand you your diploma right after the ceremony," Professor McGonagall informed her and then left.
"What impeccable timing! I can't believe I'm going to miss my graduation!"
But Hermione need not speak. Once Draco went over to see why she looked like in pain and saw a glimpse of Sebastian, his eyes went wide with shock.
"You have got to be kidding me, Granger. You weren't about to say something along the lines of me being a father now, were you?" Draco took a step back.
"I don't believe it any more than you do," Hermione said flatly.
"I think I'd better go. Good day, Granger," He said before turning.
"Wait, aren't you…going to look at him?" Hermione said but Draco was long gone.
Draco Malfoy delivered his speech flawlessly. Hermione heard it from inside the Infirmary and she was fuming.
"That gutless twit! First he stole my virginity, now my limelight! I am going to break his neck one of these days!" Hermione was shrieking inside the infirmary. It was a good thing that Madame Pomfrey was at the Great Hall witnessing the whole graduation event and was not able to hear whatever Hermione was talking about.
Hermione wanted to go peek inside the Great Hall but nausea may attack at any moment and she did not want to take any chances.
A wild applause and jeering reverberated on the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Evidently, the newly graduates were celebrating, without their valedictorian.
Hermione stayed in bed that day. Her baby, Sebastian was fetched by the Healer to be put back in the nursery.
She stared at the ceiling, wondering how she could get out of this mess. It was stupid and she knew it. That silly incident finished her life for good. How could she go back to the firm now? More importantly, what is she going to say to Ron?
"Hi Ron, sorry I made a mistake. Sebastian is not your baby, he's Malfoy's"
She could picture it out now: Ron's face going red like his hair; Mrs. Weasley going into hysterics; Harry looking at her sympathetically, either for being at the receiving end of Ron's temper or the fact that she had spent a night with Malfoy.
She was contemplating on whether she should owl Ron to go and visit her or not.
"He didn't bother asking if I was okay now, did he? Why should he care now?"
There was a knock on her door. Half of her wanted it to be Ron, the other half wanted otherwise.
"Come in," She called out. The walking stick of Lucius Malfoy appeared together with its master and Narcissa trailing behind him.
"Is it true?" Lucius inquired. The Lucius she was seeing now was the one she remembered in Flourish and Blotts back in second year.
"Pardon?" Hermione feigned innocence. Lucius' nose flared at her attempt.
"Is it true that you implied that our son is the father of your newborn?" Lucius looked particularly stern. Narcissa, on the other hand, looked at her accusingly.
"Well, you see, Mr. Malfoy, I did not tell him anything. He saw my son and-"
"Son? It is a boy then," Lucius smirked.
"Yes, and you see, he just concluded on his own that it is his son."
"Where is this baby of yours? I should like to see him myself,"
"He is at the nursery." Hermione told them. Lucius immediately went out the door while Narcissa was left to stand there in the middle of the room.
"I can not believe you seduced our son to commit something like this," Narcissa plainly said. Her tone was not nearly as accusing as her husband but you can smell the edge radiating from every word.
"Would you like to take a seat Mrs. Malfoy?" Hermione gestured for the chair beside her. Instead of just taking the chair, Narcissa transfigured the awfully uncomfortable chair into a nice loveseat.
Hermione made a move to stand, even though she is not in the condition to do so.
"Do not be foolish, dear. Don't fuss yourself with entertaining me. Just lie down or you might hurt yourself." Narcissa commanded. She sat on the loveseat, making herself comfortable without breaking her perfect posture. Hermione lied back down and stared back at the ceiling.
"You surprise me, Ms. Granger." Narcissa declared which made Hermione snap her head in her direction.
"I mean, you didn't defend yourself when I told you that you seduced my son. Is it true then?" Narcissa transformed from the edgy person earlier to a slightly caring human being.
"I did not find it essential to argue with you at the moment. I believe your son has told you his side. I will just be wasting any effort I will exert in explaining mine for it will all come down to who you are going to believe and I am not that person." Hermione stated.
That was the time the Healer went in with Sebastian.
"Your son has a lot of visitors today, Ms. Granger. That is delightful!" The Healer, oblivious to the tension in the room, said excitedly. She handed her Sebastian carefully before saying:
"Just call me if you need something," The Healer offered a smile which Hermione returned with a small one.
It was astonishing how Sebastian did not display any distress of meeting new people. He looked at all the persons who kept peering at him but he never cried or shies away.
Narcissa's hand flew to her mouth when she saw Sebastian.
"May I?" Narcissa asked. Her arms ready for Sebastian. Hermione looked at him and smiled warmly. He cooed at his mother then looked at Narcissa.
"Oh, he looks just like my Draco when he was a baby." Narcissa was smiling from ear to ear as she took Sebastian from Hermione's arms and started swaying Sebastian very gently.
"I am very sorry for the reaction of my son earlier, Hermione." Hermione was shocked that Narcissa addressed her by her first name.
"He was really not expecting something like this. He has been extra careful you know. Even if he is very drunk, he can still cast a powerful contraceptive charm on her partner. That is why he acted the way he did." Narcissa informed Hermione without looking at her. It seemed like she was so entranced by the sight of Sebastian in her arms.
"He…he was my first," Hermione was reluctant in sharing this to Narcissa of all people, but thought that the best person to know was this very kind mother in front of her. If she had the guts to pull her parents out of the happy world they lived in for three years without her, she would have and the person whom she would be sharing this moment with will be her own mother, but she was no way near brave.
Narcissa's head shot up and stared at her.
"I was drinking inside the Prefect's bathroom when he happened upon me. I was devastated then. I found out that my boyfriend was sleeping with one of my friends every so often and I couldn't take it when I am sober. He wanted someone to talk to at the time, and until now I do not know why. He had two bottles of firewhisky with him so I said, 'what the heck, he has what I want'. After finishing his first bottle it suddenly happened and…" Hermione wiped a tear and could not go further.
"He wasn't there when you woke up," Narcissa supplied.
"But he left me his school robe. I thought bitterly to myself when I woke up that this was the best he could do to be civilized." Hermione informed the mother of the person she was talking about.
"That is very much like Lucius of him," Narcissa said.
Lucius Malfoy opened the door to her room without knocking at that moment.
"Where is he?" Lucius asked and walked straight to where Narcissa was sitting. When he caught a glimpse of the child, his jaw dropped.
"Isn't he just adorable, Lucius? He is just like your son!" Narcissa exclaimed.
"I think there are no explanations needed, Mr. Malfoy. I will not badger you with anything. My son and I can live perfectly fine on our own."
"Nonsense!" Lucius exclaimed.
"You are to live in the Manor the moment you get released from this hospital." Narcissa told Hermione.
"I beg to differ, Mrs. Malfoy. I think it will be best if your son will be the one to decide about this matter." Hermione told them.
"It will have to be the Manor or your own house Ms. Granger." Lucius said.
"We are going to live at our house, Mr. Malfoy."
"Very well, Narcissa, we have to inform our servants to transfer all our son's belongings to Ms. Granger's house immediately." Lucius said.
"What?!" Hermione reacted.
"It is essential for a child to be brought up with a complete set of parents, Ms. Granger. I think you of all people should know that." Lucius retorted.
"I am not going to leave the Manor, Father," Draco said from the doorway of Hermione's room.
"Then it is decided. Hermione and Sebastian will be living with us!" Narcissa exclaimed. Hermione's head felt like it was going to burst.
"Draco Malfoy, I think you should know that they have decided for us to live in one roof. Do you agree to that?" Hermione might as well have screamed.
"There is no stopping my parents from doing what they like however we argue, Granger. It is best to live in the Manor, that way we would not be able to see each other often." Draco explained.
Once Hermione and Sebastian were checked out of St. Mungo's they were fetched by a carriage to be escorted to the Malfoy Manor.
When Draco told her that it is less possible for them to run into each other in the Manor, she was confused; but when the Manor came into view from the window of the carriage all her confusion were wiped away.
The Malfoy Manor was of a vast size covering at least one hectare of land not including the field where a chapel and a variety of fruit trees and shrubs were to be found.
Sebastian was sleeping soundly in her arms the whole trip and she was feeling a bit tired. She was a little annoyed that Draco did not even bother to fetch her from the hospital; instead, he sent her a letter with the carriage explaining his absence.
She was holding a letter with her other hand which she kept glancing at every few seconds. It was a letter for Ginny and her family explaining where she had gone to and why but she had had no time to owl it to them.
The carriage slowly went to a halt once they were in front of the marble white Manor. The driver opened the carriage door for her and helped her down the carriage.
The front double doors of the Manor opened, exposing the father of the child in her arms.
Draco looked at her from the doorway. Hermione was a bit uncomfortable at the way he looked at her. She wasn't wearing a very appealing dress for all she knew. She had checked herself in the mirror three times before riding the carriage. She made sure that her blouse was buttoned up after she fed Sebastian.
"Are you not going to invite us in?" Hermione inquired.
"I was just trying to carve the way you look in my memory before you come in." Draco said before stepping aside to make room for her to get in.
"What are you playing at?"
"Well, obviously, this will be the last time you will look that good since you will be spending your time taking care of that baby." Draco stated while closing the door behind him.
"I do not plan to stay in this house the entire day, you know," Hermione retorted.
"You think Mother will allow you to leave? Haha," Draco informed her before walking past them.
"Wait, what do you mean by that?" Hermione asked, trailing behind him.
"The baby would require your full attention. Besides, that is what women should do," His last sentence struck a nerve.
"I beg to differ," Hermione said stepping in front of Draco.
"That is not what women are ought to do. Men and women have equal rights these days. It is time for old fashioned people like you to stop thinking like that and face reality. Have you noticed that a woman has beaten you for being a valedictorian? Also, have you noticed that your top lawyer is a woman?" Hermione said in one intake of breath.
Draco raised two hands in surrender.
"Whatever you say, Granger, but that is how it will be in this Manor."
"Good Morning, Hermione," A tingling sensation ran down her spine when she heard Narcissa's voice calling her by her name once more.
"Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione acknowledged.
"Oh, stop that, call me, Mother," Narcissa offered, taking her hand and leading her to a couch near the fireplace which was fifteen steps away.
"I do not think I will, Mrs. Malfoy. It makes me uncomfortable." Hermione said, taking a seat.
"Yes, Mother, that is most disturbing. You are not related to each other in any way for her to be calling you that," Draco said sitting opposite the women in an armchair.
"Do not be ridiculous! Are you not going to propose to her, Draco? She is the mother of your child," Narcissa said. Hermione was not really sure if this woman feels the tension she has created.
"Of course not, Mother!" Draco said incredulously. He sat up straight and looked indignant.
"I think we are at a misunderstanding here, Mrs. Malfoy. I only agreed to do this because, as you have said, it is important for the child to grow with his father. I did not agree to any form of marriage. If this will be the case, I think it best if Sebastian and I go to my house and just let his father visit him from time to time than being badgered into marriage by you people." Hermione stated before standing up and making her way to the double doors.
"I agree with her, mother. It will be better for both parties. Besides, it will be most uncomfortable to have her here while I do my nightly escapades," Draco explained to his mother.
"Rubbish! Nonsense! I will not allow this. I want my grandchild to be living in this Manor and that is final!" Narcissa exclaimed.
"Mrs. Malfoy, I do not think you are entitled in doing as you pleased. So, if you may excuse us, we are going back to our home." Hemione said, turning around and reaching for the door handle.
"Let her go, Mother," Draco said when Narcissa opened her mouth to speak once more.
"Do you have a way of going out of the estate, Granger?" Draco called out to her.
Hermione breathed a sigh and turned around. "No," She said.
"You can not apparate inside a certain perimeter and even if you are already outside that perimeter, you can certainly not apparate with a baby. Sebastian might have concussions or something." Draco explained the obvious to Hermione.
"Are you not going to provide me with a carriage then?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, I will, tomorrow morning." Draco told her.
"I think I can walk through the estate fine. See you around Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said before reaching for the handle again.
"The baby would have to be tired to be carried around like that," Draco pointed out.
"Fine!" Hermione exclaimed which woke up Sebastian who started crying at the sense of fight around him.
"Tsk tsk, now you made my boy cry," Draco said. Hermione was surprised to see him in front of her, reaching out to get his child. Hermione was so dumbstruck that she allowed him to carry Sebastian.
"Sshh, stop crying now, Sebastian, you mother was just having a hard time bowing to her defeat is all," Draco smirked at Hermione before turning towards the stairs.
"Where are you going with my Sebastian?" Hermione asked, running after him.
"I am going to take him to our room," Draco informed her and continued walking.
"Our room?" Hermione asked, disbelievingly. Draco nodded once and continued his plight up the stairs.
Author's note: That would have to be the end of part one. Please submit a review! Thanks!