The Parents

By: Cry

Disclaimer: Don't Own Don't Sue

Summary: Draco and Hermione are forced to partner up for the new program Dumbledore insisted on for seventh years. It was a project teaching them how to work together as a real couple to raise a child; preparing them for the adult world and parenthood. How will Draco and Hermione survive the program long enough to break free of each other?

Chapter 1 :: Eagle, The Bird of Freedom

Bloody..Fucking..Ferret..Faced..Snooty..Stuck up.. Slutty..Slytherin.. Sleazy.. No good.. Dead beat.. Lazy.. With every pound step Hermione took as she bounded to seventh year double Transfiguration with Slytherins, she cursed her cohort and roommate Draco Malfoy. He had not only successfully over slept, but his actions last night with the Ravenclaw brunette had been loud enough to keep Hermione awake; thus resulting in her over sleeping as well.

Hermione was a mess. She had missed breakfast, failed at doing her hair, one of her knee-high socks had fallen to her ankle, her robes fluttered open to her sides as she ran, her crooked pleated skirt exposed and the tie that was loosely hanging around her neck. Her bag was at her side with her papers messily thrown in.

She managed to make it in the class to find a group of snickering Slytherins, no doubt laughing at her horrid appearance. Everyone was getting up and shifting around, Little Eggs cradled in one of every pair's hand. She looked curiously onward as Draco stepped in beside her coolly, looking as spiffy and suave like always.

"Granger, I know you don't like to shower in the mornings, but you should at least try to make yourself presentable to the school. You are, after all supposed to be a role model to the younger students." His voice was teasing, condescending, malicious and cold. All the things tied together made her blood boil and that awful Malfoy smirk was plastered all over his aristocratic mug. Oh Merlin how she wanted to slap that freaking smirk over his face.

"Sod off, Malfoy."

"Now, now, Granger. No need for uncivilized chatter, you should be more respectful to your teammate. We are, after all supposed to work together." Leave it to kiss-ass Malfoy to make her look like the immature one.

"Says the ferret that calls me mud-blood on a daily basis." It wasn't the best retort, but Hermione had always sucked when it came to comebacks. She was smart; but speedy with words, hardly. Hermione mustered as much dignity as possible and breezed past him defiantly, her steps quick and deliberate, approaching Professor McGonagall. "Professor, I am truly sorry for the events this morning. I assure you it is not in my usually habits to be so irresponsible and sleep in. May I please have a run down as to what we're doing today?"

"Ms. Granger! It is perfectly alright. I understand things happen, but try not to make a habit of this."

"Of course not, Professor."

"Good. Now, I have just assigned the class partners, it seems you will have to work with Mr. Malfoy, but there is a new project that Dumbledore wanted to enforce. Since you are all 7th years, you will be heading out into the real world and our school does its best to prepare you for that." McGonagall paused and Hermione found herself praying for a task where she could blow up the damn ferret. "However, Professor Dumbledore has realized and pointed out that hardly any of our students graduate with the knowledge of what its like to be parents." Hermione felt herself drain of all color in her face. She can't possibly mean… "You and Mr. Malfoy are to raise a child together for the rest of the semester."

"The whole semester?!" Hermione shrieked. This couldn't be happening to her.. could it?

Draco had walked up and prepared to say something when McGonagall placed an egg in front of him. "You two, decide on your gender and name. Fill out this chart." Hermione sat next to Draco Grumpily before taking a look over the chart.

"Female.. Skylene Nichole Marie Granger.. 6.8 pounds.." She was quietly speaking out loud as she scribbled on the chart.

"What in Merlin's Magical Creation do you think you're doing Granger?!"

"I'm starting on the project."

"You haven't talked any of this over with me!" Draco was furious. She was making all the decisions herself and ignoring his ideas. The nerve!

"It's not like you'll work with me anyway." Hermione finished the paper.

"At least, can we have a boy?" Draco asked her in earnest.

"Why? Girls cry less as babies, they're easier to change, there's no risk of being fired upon when you open the diaper." Hermione ticked off reasons on her fingers as she spoke.

"Granger, please. I just want a boy."

"You and your damn heir idea! I think it'll do you some good to practice with a girl baby." McGonagall strode over.

"I want to begin the transfiguration, everyone else is ready, are you two ready? You were late so I want to make sure you've had time to think it over."

"Granger, at least let her have a good name then."

"I love Skylene! You can call her Sky."

"I at least want astronomical names. It's a Malfoy tradition."

"Earth to Malfoy. We are not having a kid together it doesn't matter."

"Aquila Apus."

"Huh?"

"Eagle, Bird of Paradise."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Only if I can nickname her Aki."

"Fine." Hermione nodded after he consented and changed the paper. "Put Malfoy."

"No!"

"Ms. Granger, Mr Malfoy has a point. This si to teach you how to be unified parents, typically the child takes the male's name." McGonagall Smiled as Hermione sadly changed the last name.

"You got to pick the gender, Granger. Compromise a little and just be greatful you get the joys of raising my first baby with me."

"An opportunity I'd gladly pass up; if I had the choice." She muttered it, hoping he didn't hear; but Draco Malfoy never misses a beat. His eyes flashed with anger, but McGonagall started before he could snap at Hermione.

"Ok, everyone! Pluck only one hair from each parent and place it in your bowl with the egg on top." She waited a moment and started once more. "Now, I want every set of parents to hold hands with their respected partner. Yes, Mr. Malfoy, I want you to take her hand. Lock your fingers together and think about your egg in the bowl deeply." While everyone did so, McGonagall started one by one walking around and tapping each egg with her wand. Within a minutes time every egg had transfigured into a real baby. Some were sleeping, some crying, and some were even cooing delightedly.

Hermione was afraid to look at her daughter. She was afraid when McGonagall said that the spell would take DNA and duplicate them as if the baby were really made from the pair. Draco gasped, alarming Hermione. OH GOD ITS AN UGLY BABY!! Hermione opened her eyes and what she saw took her breath away, causing her to nearly feint to the floor.

A/N::

What do you guys think of my story?? I thought of this today and was like "Must write it down!!!"

I think this one will be good so please check it out!! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter.

I also suggest that if you like this, read my other fics (granted they are smutty… explicitly smutty)