Chapter 1: One line or two?
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At the young age of 20 Hermione Granger had it all. The perfect boyfriend, the perfect job, the perfect life. After the war Hermione had seen to it that she
finish her 7th year of school at Hogwarts along with Harry and Ron. Hermione's lips curled at the edges. Ron had put up a big fuss, trying not go back to
school but she would not take no for an answer. She knew Ron always wanted to be a Auror along with Harry, yet that would never happen if Ron hadn't
finished his schooling and taken his O.W.L.S. She had helped of course. As always. Fully smiling now Hermione ducked her head beneath the fluffy warm
covers. "Mmm, You know I can practically hear you snorting away with delirious happiness" A well muscled arm wrapped around her and pulled her body
closer to his. Producing a small gasp Hermione laughed and rolled her eyes. "Draco dear you know I can't help snorting when I laugh. And plus I was not
even snorting. A mere smile does not make me snort." Turning in bed, she faced him. Hers. She reached out her hand and lightly traced the strong line of his
jaw. His morning stubble tickled her hand. She moved on to his straight bold aristocratic nose then his full pillowy lips. Growling Draco snatched both her
hands and flipped himself so that he laid on top of her. Pinning her hands beside her head Draco placed feather light kisses onto Hermione's face. "Granger
you naughty witch. Teasing me is not such a bright idea when you want to be on time for work." Gasping again for the second time this morning Hermione
turned her head to look at the bedside clock. "Oh Merlin's balls, It already 9:30" Groaning Hermione turned her face back to face Draco. She started to gaze
intently at him making him quite nervous. "Hermione sweeting, you know I hate it when people stare at me." Chuckling he breathed into her ear. "Stop it
now you playful little minx or you'll see what I have in store for people I don't like." His eyebrows went up and down suggestively and Hermione couldn't help
but laugh. "Sorry love but I was just wondering what...what it would be like if I never met you." Shyly she cast her gaze away from his face. "What I would
be like if I never found true love." Draco brushed away a stray flock of hair from Hermione's face. "You would be late for work everyday is what it would be
like." Roaring with laughter, Draco moved off of Hermione as her eyes went wide and she turned bright pink. "You pompous weasel, I declare my love for you
and I get a joke in return? Why I never..." Draco grabbed Hermione and kissed her hard. His tongue lightly traced her closed lips silently asking her for
permission. She obliged and his tongue clashed with hers. Their tongues swirled together one sucking and the other nipping playfully. Hermione lightly
sucked his tongue earning her a small groan. Pulling away, Draco's ragged breath was no different from Hermione's own unsteady breathing. Leaning down
to place his forehead on hers Draco held her face in his hands, his thumbs lightly circling the soft skin at the base of her jaw. "I love you Hermione Granger.
All of you. Even that ridiculous little snort of yours." Hermione beamed at him and Draco's heart stopped. Merlin was she beautiful, stunning when her face
shined with a smile. "I can't believe your're mine. The smartest witch in all of England. The most stunning witch in all of England. And the only witch in
England that I call mine." Placing a chaste kiss on his lips Hermione drew herself away from him. "And I'll be a late witch if I don't get ready for work now."
Smiling Draco laid back on the bed and watched his love get ready.
Keeping a smile on her face Hermione walked to the bathroom. She quickly shut the door and turned the lock. All trace of her smile now erased from her face
Hermione worked quickly. She turned on the sink facet and carefully took out a small brown paper bag out from beneath the sink. Sitting on the toilet her
hands started to tremble. She took out the item from the bag and read the instructions on the packaging. One line, not pregnant. Two lines...Pregnant.
Drawing a shaky breath Hermione took the little white stick from it's packaging and followed the instructions to a T. Capping the tip of the stick after she was
done. She placed the stick on her sink counter. Glancing at the clock she waited. The longest five minutes of her life.
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