Disclaimer: I don't Own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
Hermione's P.O.V.
Two little lines sealed my fate. I was pregnant.
Hermione Granger, the most careful person in both the magical and muggle world, had gotten pregnant.
What have I done? I get drunk off my butt, at a bar, and go home with some random guy.
This was just what my father warned me about when he told me not to go to work for the ministry and live on my own. But no, I had do go and be my own hero and live my life, on my own.
What was I going to do? My father was going to kill me, when he found out.
I knew I had to tell him, so I started to pack my stuff up, using magic of course.
My life was always simple.
I would go to work, at the ministry, and then go home.
I didn't have a life. I worked in the ministry's Muggle Magic division.
My life went from simple to complicate.
Draco's P.O.V.
Perfection, that is what I was thinking about right now. I slowly sat up, in bed, and crept out of the room, so I would not wake up my guest.
Yes, I said it, my guest.
I was the ultimate bachelor.
I got dressed and headed to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
After I ate, I heard my guest getting dressed and ready for the day.
This ought to be good.
"That was some night." She said.
I nodded, sipping my coffee.
When I swallowed, I looked up to meet her purple eyes.
"Too bad it will never happen again." I said.
Within the next couple of minutes, I was alone in my flat.
It was just the way I liked it.
Hermione's P.O.V.
As I was packing and magically shipping stuff home, I made up an excuse to tell my parents.
I told them I was coming home to visit and that I had some news. They asked me to elaborate, but I wouldn't tell them anymore.
I was too afraid that they would tell me not to come home.
They didn't ask much more, but that was typical for my parents.
It was almost time to leave by bus.
I hated using magic to travel.
That's why I liked being a muggle witch.
It made me who I was.
Draco's P.O.V.
I was on my way to work, by bus, because my broom had broken, and I didn't own a car.
I got onto the bus and sat near the back.
I was surrounded by muggles.
It was a good thing I decided to wear a suit instead of dress robes today.
As the bus took off, there was a commotion in the front.
Two muggle men were bothering a muggle lady.
I was not one for letting ladies get mistreated.
I stood up and made my way to the area.
"I think the lady wants to be left alone." I said.
The muggle boy smirked.
"And what makes you say that?" He asked.
I smiled my all too familiar quirky smile.
"I think when she said she wasn't interested, then that would be when you should have walked away." I said.
The boy snarled.
"Go jump off the London Bridge." He said.
I smiled.
"I'll just have to take you with me then, won't I?" I said before throwing a punch.
I sent him and his buddy down the back of the bus.
Suddenly, the bus stopped and the bus driver pointed us all off the bus.
As I got off the bus, I offered my hand to the lady.
To my surprise, It was none other than Hermione Granger.