Hello everybody!
Welcome to the first chapter of the sequel to Unexpectedly Beautiful Suggestion!
For those of you who haven't read Unexpectedly Beautiful Suggestion yet, you can obviously find it in my profile under my stories. This story can stand alone, but you might be somewhat confused at some parts, so i would suggest reading it. It is a rather long story, so if you would rather not read it then i will gladly take and answer any questions you may have. But like i said, I would suggest reading it :)
For those of you who have read Unexpectedly Beautiful Suggestion, i'm SOOOO happy to have you guys back and heres the sequel i promised! It took a lot longer then i expected to actually get this first chapter up, but none the less, here it is. You are also welcome to ask any questions, because this first chapter might be confusing, but i hope i explained everything well enough for you guys.
Enjoy and thanks for reading!!
"Rosie eat your peas." Hermione said, pointing her fork in the direction of Rosie's plate, almost empty except for the small green vegetables sitting all by themselves in the center of her plate. Rosie groaned and lowered her head, glaring at the peas as she stabbed them with her fork, delaying eating them as much as possible. "Rosie…." Hermione warned, raising an eye brow at her daughter so she knew she was serious.
"It's not fair mom." Rosie whined, throwing her fork down on the table and crossing her arms over her chest. "How come Ellie gets to eat corn and I have to have peas?" Rosie glared over at her brother as he smirked the trademark Malfoy smirk back at her, taking a fork full of corn and placing it inside of his mouth to get on his sisters nerves.
"Ellie is allergic to peas, you know that." Hermione said, taking another bite of her dinner. "And besides, those peas will help you grow up to be big and strong." Hermione turned to her youngest child, sitting next to her in her high chair, munching away at her peas. "Look, Charlotte likes them." Hermione said smiling at her two year old daughter. "Don't you Charlotte?"
Charlotte smiled back and turned to Rosie, holding her fork up in the air. "Peas!" She yelled playfully, before bringing them back to her mouth and eating a few.
"Charlotte likes them. Charlotte is going to grow up big and strong, right?" Hermione asked her youngest daughter.
"Mom…." Rosie said, rolling her eyes at her mother. "I'm going to be eight. You can stop lying to me about how peas will help me 'grow up big and strong'."
Hermione, who was bringing her fork up to her mouth as her daughter spoke, stopped in mid air and placed her fork back on the table. "Now you listen to me Rose." Hermione said sternly. "Those peas will help you to grow up big and strong. It's not a lie. And if I have to tell you one more time to eat them, you're going to go straight up to your room and I'll be sure to let your father know when he gets home from work that you were disobeying me." Hermione picked up her fork and took a bite, not taking her eyes off her daughter, who was now glaring back at her.
Rosie turned away from her mother and looked at her brother, who was still smirking back at her, taking fork-full's of corn and slowly bringing them to his mouth. Rosie turned her head away from her brother and back to her mother, who was still staring at her. She groaned one more time before picking up her fork and stabbing her peas with it, then bringing them to her mouth and eating them two at a time.
Hermione smiled triumphantly and ate her dinner in silence, watching her children as she chewed.
She was a proud parent of three, happy to say that things had gone great for her family after the war. Her and Draco moved into a nice sized house in Dartford, located on the outskirts of London, just after the war ended. They spent the first month with each other and Rose. It was time that was desperately needed, seeing as they didn't get any time to themselves during the war. After the first month, Draco asked Hermione if she wanted to get married in the traditional wizard way, and she gladly accepted. They hired a wedding planner and got started straight away, telling the witch who was helping that they wanted to get married as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, Draco decided it was time to go to work, settling in as the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. Hermione had wanted to go to work as well, but Draco and her decided that she needed to be home with Rose and raise her, rather than be out and working. It broke Hermione's heart to not be able to pursue the career she wanted, but she knew that she needed to just suck it up and become the mother she was born to be.
Five months before the wedding was supposed to happen, Hermione approached Draco one night while they were settling in to go to sleep. She cuddled up close to him and laid her head on his shoulder, resting her head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her side, pulling her closer, and held a book in the other. Hermione looked up at Draco and gave him a kiss on the cheek as he kept his eyes on the book. "Draco?" Hermione called, taking her eyes off Draco and staring at the book he was reading. Draco made a noise in the back of his throat to let her know he was listening. Hermione looked up at him and pushed herself up more on the bed. She gave Draco another kiss on the cheek before leaning in and whispering in his ear. "I want to have another baby." She said quietly, with her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes and pulled her head back from his ear, she saw Draco staring at her with confusion.
"What?" He asked as quietly as Hermione had, now laying the book face down on his lap and giving Hermione his full attention. "You want to have another baby?"
Hermione nodded nervously, then lowered her head and licked her lips. "I know it's really sudden of me and we only have a few months before the wedding, but...," Hermione looked back up into Draco's eyes and Draco couldn't help but see the sparkle in them. "Wouldn't it be great to have a baby that we actually planned on having?" Hermione smiled at Draco. "I don't regret Rose, but I'm just saying. We can plan this and everything. It'll really make us feel like a family."
Draco studied Hermione carefully. It was obvious she really wanted to have another baby. "You know I don't want a big family." Draco said with a smile, trying to show Hermione he wasn't trying to be rude.
"I know." Hermione said, lowering her head again and staring at Draco's chest. "But you always said you wanted an heir, a son." Hermione looked back up at Draco. "This is your chance."
Draco smiled at Hermione and placed his hand on her cheek, massaging it with his thumb, before running her fingers through her hair. "Alright." Hermione beamed at Draco before throwing herself into his arms and kissing him.
Nine month later, Hermione and Draco now happily bonded together by magic as husband and wife, gave birth to their second child. The second Hermione and Draco looked at him, it was obvious that he was going to be a spitting image of Draco. He had white-blonde hair, pale skin, a pointed chin, and his eyes were the same shade of gray as Draco's. "What should we name him?" Draco asked Hermione as she lay in the hospital bed at St. Mungos.
"I had the perfect name picked out for when he came out looking just like his dad." Hermione said staring at her son and running her hand over his head gently as he fell asleep in her arms.
"What?" Draco asked curiously
Hermione looked up at Draco and smiled as Draco ran a hand threw her hair. "Eltanin." Hermione smiled at Draco as he looked at her confused.
"Where's that from?" Draco asked with a little laugh at the look Hermione was giving him.
"Didn't you pay attention in Astronomy?" Hermione asked before looking down at her son. "Eltanin is the brightest star in the Draco constellation."
Draco beamed at Hermione, giving her a kiss on the top of her head as he watched his son with Hermione. "Eltanin Lucius Malfoy." Draco said quietly, getting a reassuring smile from Hermione. "I think it's growing on me." Just then the door opened and Ginny walked inside with Rosie in her arms. Draco stood up and took his daughter from the red head and sat back down, keeping Rose in his lap. "Look Rosie." Draco said, raising her up a little so she could get a good look at Eltanin. "It's your baby brother."
"Baby." Rosie said, pointing at him.
Hermione and Draco exchanged a look and smiled before turning back to their children. "This is Eltanin." Hermione said to Rose.
Rose looked from her mother back to her brother before smiling and climbing from Draco's lap to Hermione's. She found her way over towards Eltanin and laid her head down on his feet gently before speaking. "Ellie."
Hermione and Draco smiled at their daughter, not noticing as Ginny slipped out of the room, giving the new family their privacy.
The Malfoy family soon returned home where they lived the normal, happy, wizarding life. Draco worked and Hermione stayed home and taught their children everything they needed to know in order to become great witches and wizards. With the birth of Eltanin, Hermione and Draco decided they didn't want to have any more children. Well Draco decided it, really. Hermione, who grew up as a single child just like Draco did, had wanted a big family. She didn't like growing up without a younger or older brother or sister, and didn't want her children to have to go through the same thing. But she knew that Draco didn't want to have another child, and she respected his wishes. Besides, Rose and Eltanin had each other. It was more than Hermione could have ever wished for when she was growing up.
But the thought that Draco didn't want to have more children was the first thing that came to her mind 6 years later as her breakfast left her stomach for the fourth day in the row, bringing her to the conclusion that she was indeed, pregnant with her and Draco's third child.
Telling him wasn't easy either. Sure, it was easier then when she had to tell him she was pregnant while she was in Hogwarts after he raped her, but it was still complicated. Draco was furious and didn't speak to her for several days, but he eventually forgave her and decided that he couldn't be mad at her forever.
And he knew that this was true as he stared down at his third child, his second daughter, nine months later. She looked just like her mother, except for one thing. Her hair. It was as curly as anything, but there was no mistaken that the white-blonde color belonged to Draco, and he was proud of it.
Hermione had wanted to name her Marie, after her mother, but Draco told Hermione that he wanted her to have an old traditional name and she could use Marie as the middle name. So after going over several names, they finally agreed on one. Charlotte. Charlotte Marie Malfoy. It didn't take long for Eltanin and Rose to decide that they liked calling their sister Charlie, especially since it was a lot easier to say. And soon, everybody was calling her Charlie, except for Draco, who decided that he liked to call his daughter by her real name.
"Ouch! Ellie, stop kicking me!" Rosie yelled, bringing Hermione out of her daze and back to reality.
"Then stop staring at me!" Ellie snapped back.
"Ouch!" Rosie cried again, turning sideways in her chair.
"Ellie and Rosie, stop it this instant." Hermione said sternly, shaking her head at her children.
"He keeps kicking me mom!" Rose whined.
"Well she won't stop looking at me with her funny face!" Ellie said back, defending himself.
"My face is not funny!" Rosie yelled back.
"Yes it is." Ellie said with a smirk. Rosie threw her back against the chair and crossed her arms, little tears now running down her cheeks. "You're such a baby!"
"I am not a baby." Rosie said back though her teeth, trying to hide her tears from her brother.
"That is enough from both of you!" Hermione said, finally having enough of the bickering. "Rose, finish eating your peas. Eltanin, I want you to go up to your room this instant!"
"That's not fair!" Eltanin yelled.
"It's perfectly fair young man. Now, march!" Hermione said, pointing towards the door. As she pointed towards the door, Draco suddenly appeared in it, looking around the room confused.
Eltanin glared at Rose, who was still crying, and stood up. He pushed his chair back and stomped towards the door. He stopped as he past Rose and turned to her. "You're a big bald headed baby!" He yelled, anger pulsating through his body, then ran from the room and up the stairs. Hermione listened to her son slam his bedroom door and then closed her eyes and ran a hand threw her hair, only opening them when she heard a scream. She looked over at where the scream came from and saw Rosie running for her with her hands covering her head.
Rosie had gone completely bald.
Hermione opened her arms and grabbed her daughter as she cried. "It's okay sweetie." Hermione said, rubbing her daughters back. "Mommy's going to fix it." As Hermione rocked her daughter back and forth, she looked up into Draco's eyes and he looked back at her. She knew they were both thinking the same thing, and it wasn't good.
Eltanin had just showed his first sign of magic. He was six. Normal kids with parents of wizarding decent show their magic by the time they're six.
Rosie, who was eight, hadn't shown any of her magic yet.
Let me know what you thought of the first chapter! Thanks!