Hiyah! xxDuskflarexx here! This is my first FanFic, so feel free to offer any advise or constructive critasism. This is a FanFic based on some main characters' lives after the battle at Hogwarts. (Featuring Hermione/Ron, Harry/Draco, Hermione/Draco)

Chapter One

A light brunette with a cream, ivory complexion and a slight build and facial features was lying on her back propped up on a pile of plumped pillows.

As Ron stared at the girl in the hospital bed, he could not have loved her more. By now her hair was slightly less bushy, and her teeth had now straightened out, but she was still unmistakably Hermione. My Hermione… Ron's thoughts drifted off.

Suddenly he was awoken from his daydream as the girl in the bed stirred. "Hermione! Your awake."

The girl sleepily rubbed her hazel eyes with the back of her hand. "Ron?" Her voice was soft and muffled in the small hospital room the two ex- Gryffindors were waiting.

"Hermione…You don't need to do this" Ron's face was serious, and his brow was knitted. Hermione knew that he had not wanted her to do this, but she was grateful that Ron was backing her up on this.

Hermione offered him a small smile and grasped his hand. "I have to do this Ronald." She shut her eyes and held them shut for a while.

"Do you feel okay? Are you hungry? Would you like a glass of water?" Ron leapt off the bed and was out the door in a moment. Just a few moments later, he popped his head back round the door. "Oh, and Hermione-"

"Yes, Ron?" She asked him tiredly, letting out a drawn-out yawn.

"Draco is outside in the waiting room. Shall I tell him to come in?" She gave a stiff nod, and slowly stretched. Within seconds he was out of the door again. "Ronald!" She called after him wearily. "Slow down!" Honestly he is going to take someone's eye out, waving his wand around like that.

A few minutes later a tall, platinum blonde opened the door. Hermione turned her head to look at him. "Malfoy." She let out a slight sigh.

"Hermione…" She shook her head.

"Don't try to convince me. I already told Ronald that this is something I have to do…" She turned away from him to look at the wall on the other side. The neat paint on the wall was a pale peach colour, and Hermione stared dully at the clean wall.

"Hermione, I'm not here to convince you to stop what you're doing." He sat down on the red armchair that stood next to the single hospital bed. "As your friend, I just want to know that you're sure you want to. Are you absolutely sure that this is completely okay with you?"

Hermione remained facing the opposite wall, envisioning his face next to her. She knew he was right by her side, but not how she had always wanted him.

His perfectly shaped face, chiseled jawline, piercing arctic grey eyes and his fine platinum blond hair. She knew it so well and was so used to staring into those beautiful cold eyes, filled with nothing but scorn.

However, recently she had seen kindness and sympathy, and immediately grabbed for it. But soon, she started to reach tentatively for something more. She had mistaken the blooming comradery and subtle fondness for something else and had completely ruined their fragile friendship.

What else could she have done? It had been so easy to fall for those fierce pale blue eyes and flaring temper. She had offered him her heart, and he had left her broken in the dust.

When Draco had started to date Harry, she had been completely shocked, and was rendered speechless. She would never had thought that he would have ever been Harry's type.

Well… She thought with a bitter smile. Friends. Her old wounds and scars felt almost new as she remembered how he had crushed her heart. At least she would always have Ron to pick up the pieces. He was the only one who knew about her previous feelings for the ex-Slytherin god.

She had almost seen the felt beatings his heart was taking, and how his eyes had started to water as if he had been struck when she told him of her feelings. She winced, the memory still stinging. Poor Ron. He had suffered even more than she had.

Hermione turned to face Draco Malfoy. "Malfoy. If it's a boy, I will NOT let you name him Lucius." She stuck her tongue out at him.

Moments passed as Hermione struggled against his electric blue stare. She fought against the tangled bedcovers, before Ron entered the small room carefully balancing an icy plastic hospital cup of water and two carefully heated croissants in his hands.

Draco awoke from his daydream. If anyone had told me I would soon be expecting a baby with Harry Potter six years ago, I would have scorned them and walked off. Brushing his platinum hair out of his eyes, he thought …Guess things change.

Ron set the paper plate down and handed Hermione the water. Oh god is she beautiful… Ron smiled at her, and gently tucked a lock of her soft brown hair behind her ear. During the motion, he saw that she was not wearing the earrings he had bought her a week ago, when she decided to stand by her decision.

He let out a soft sigh. "You're not wearing the earrings I got you." He looked at her, his eyes not betraying the hurt he felt. "Oh…" Hermione looked confused for a second. "I'm sorry I must have forgotten them. The nurse said the scanning machine would work better if I had no metal around me…" Her eyebrows folded into a frown. "I must have forgotten to put them in."

Ron smiled at her. "Never mind love." He smiled at her, adjusting the sheets and pillows on the bed to make it more comfortable for her. Hermione gave him a small smile. "It will be any minute now."

Very soon Hermione was due for a very special operation. She was going to be Harry and Draco's surrogate mother.

The End...

Of this Chapter! u Please review and tell me what you think! Remember, this is my first FanFic, so please, no flaming! A new Chapter will be coming soon! Please tell me if this was too short, and I will try to make the chapters longer. Lots of love, xxDuskflarexx