Don't Own It

6th year

Harry looked at the sky. Kinda cloudy, his favorite kind. Harry sat on a rock and started thinking about the year.

Hermione and Draco fell in love around October and only Harry knew.

He fell in love with Ginny.

He started seeing Ron change into something he hated.

Draco and him became best friends.

And...most importantly...HERMIONE GOT PREGNANT! Yup...her baby was due in July, but it came out early. She put a charm on her womb so people wouldn't see. Dumbeldore knew...naturally. The baby was a girl, named Drakkina Alexia Malfoy which meant: Defender of the Dragon of Bad Faith. They called her, 'Kina'.

"Harry!" Draco called. Harry turned around, pleased to see his friends. Hermione and Draco sat next to him with smiles, but he could see the seriousness in their eyes.

"Ok guys, tell me." Harry said firmly. Hermione and Draco's smiles dropped instantly.

"We want you to move in with us." she said bluntly. Harry was taken in by suprise.

"My parents left me a great deal of money when they were attack." Hermione said. Mr. and Mrs. Granger died from a raid of Death Eaters.

"And i get my monthly allowence of $100,000,000,000 (however that ammounts in pounds, I'm American!), because father's in prison and mother is always on vacation." Draco smiled.

"Ok, but where?" Harry asked.

"This nice house I found in Napa, California." Hermione smiled.

"America?" Harry exclaimed. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Unless you want someone from Hogwarts to find us living together with a baby..." Draco said, Harry nodded in agreement.

"Soooo...when do we start packing?" he smiled. Hermione hugged him and Draco gave him a high 5.

"Anyways, when we get to platform 9 3/4 we apparate to this address. 137 Trent Drive. We put our stuff in, unpack and live! There are 6 rooms. 2 Master Suites. One is ours, the other is yours. Kina has one, but she'll be sleeping with us at night." Hermione said. Harry nodded and they got up, walking towards the castle, thinking about their secrets.

"Bye Harry! Owl me and visit!" Ginny said and kissed him. Harry smiled.

"Sorry Gin, I don't think i'll have any spare time this summer..." he said. Ginny nodded and kissed him one more time.

"Kay," she said and with a final good-bye she went with Ron who was snogging some 4th year.

Some friend, not even a good by. he thought.

Harry turned to Hermione.

"Shall we?" he asked.

"We shall, Draco's already there. He apprated on the train so it won't look suspicous." she said and with a POOF! they were infront of a tall white house. Harry saw a nice blue Porsche in the driveway.

"Harry! Hermione! Get your arses over here!" Draco yelled from the doorway. They took all their luggage (which was a lot) and put it on the porch. Hermione put her wand up her sleeve and said a spell to get in inside the house. Once all the stuff was inside, Hermione kissed Draco and she walked upstairs to Kina's room.

"Kiki!" she cooed. Kina was on the floor with her toys. Kina had fuzzy white blonde hair, grey blue eyes, and pale skin from Draco. But she looked exactly like Hermione, just different coloration.

"UGhhhhh..." Kiki managed to say. Hermione picked her up, kissed her forehead and handed her to Harry.

"That's Uncle Harry, baby." she whispered. Kiki smiled with no teeth and touched his face.

"Bah bah!" she yelled. Harry laughed and looked into her eyes of innocence.

"Ok, Kiki you need to go back to sleep." Harry said sternly and smiled. She just reached out for her mommy. Hermione took her and placed her in the pink crib.

"Harry, thank you for everything." she whispered. Harry smiled.

"No prob, Mione. You're my best friend and Draco's not such a bad guy." he said. Hermione grinned and walked past him to the master suite, seeing Draco trying to arrange the clothes.

"Since when did she get this?" Draco asked himself, holding up a black lacy thong and bra.

"Excuse me..." Hermione glared. Draco smiled.

"Just looking for stuff you might want me to take off in a sexual procces." he said innocently. Hermione slapped his butt and walked away.

"I know you want me, babe!" he called. Hermione rolled her eyes and quietly slipped out of the room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

For the next 3 hours, they've been unpacking. With the help of magic it finished.

The three plopped on the couch, tired.

"I seriously need a drink." Harry groaned. Hermione lifted her hands in fustration.

"FINE! I'll go cook!" she said and grumbled something under her breath. Hermione pulled out her wand and suddenly, all the ingredents were there on the island table. The boys grinned at each other.

"I SAW THAT!" she roared. The boys shrugged and watched the sports channel on the new TV Harry installed. Hermione was busy working and soon, the aroma of her chicken parmesan was there, making the boys' mouths water.

"Ok, so let me get this straight. In America, football is some other sport and soccer is England's football?" Draco asked. Harry nodded.

"It's quite confusing, actually. Muggle England must be really forgein(sp?) to you, a wizard. While muggle America is even more confusing." Harry said. Draco, being 2nd smartest, caught on.

"Is there a school for magical americans?" Draco wondered.

"It's called Skylark Academy School for Witchcraft and Wizardy(sp?)." Hermione growled. The two were silent for a mintue when Draco broke the silence.

"Mione' what's for the drink?" Draco asked.

"Red Wine," she said, still grumbeling.

"My favorite." Harry and Draco said in unison.

"DINNER'S READY!" Hermione screamed making the boys jump. She was NOT in a good mood. Just then. Kina started crying upstairs. Hermione marched upstairs, muttering about how she had to do everything. Draco and Harry sat down to see a fancy dinner prepared. The chicken was covered with parmesan, a wine glass filled with Red Wine on the left, salad with feta cheese.

"Kiki is just cranky. She needs more milk." Hermione said, walking in the kitchen. Harry turned red at the mention of milk...you know...breast feeding.

"Oh please Harry, you act as if you've never slept with Ginny." Draco said, chewing on a peice of chicken.

"I haven't slept with Ginny." Harry said, looking down. Hermione's face turned red.

"WHAAAA?" she said, laughing. Draco's face paled (if possible).

"Then what was Ginny talking about getting jiggy with a certain blackhaired guy?" Draco asked. The room was thick with tension.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, his green eyes filled with fury. Draco ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, Ginny, Pansy, Ron, and I were getting kinda drunk at the bar and we started playing Truth or Dare." Draco began.

FLASHBACK

"So, Ginny," Draco smiled, "What shall it be?" Ginny took a gulp of her Firewhiskey.

"Truth." she stated, trying to act serious although she was looking at the coo coo clock instead of Draco.

"Who was your all time best fuck?" Draco asked. Pansy laughed.

"Gryffindor Princess is way too innocent!" Pansy exclaimed, her Elvin Champange (Sp?) dripping down her shirt.

"Actually, Pans, My ALL TIME BEST FUCK was with Blaise!" she shouted and laughed like crazy.

"Who's that?" Ron asked, his words slurred. Ron's memory wasn't so good when drunk.

"That black-haired Slytherin, all muscular and really cute!" Ginny.

FLASHBACK

"I don't remember the name thought, i was too drunk." Draco said, trying to relieve his memory.

"Well, let's drop that subject." Hermione said and started cutting her chicken.

And that was it.

"MOM!" Ginny yelled. Molly ran up the stairs to see her daughter's head in the toilet.

"Honey, do you have a fever?" Molly asked, feeling her forehead. It wasn't hot.

"MOM, I'm fine." Ginny said stubbornly. Molly glared, when did her daughter have such a moody attitude?

"I'm bringing you to St. Mungo's. Something must be wrong since you don't have a fever and your throwing up." Molly said firmly. Before Ginny could protest, Molly grabbed her arm and apprated to St. Mungo's.

"Hello, Miss. May I take a name?" the secretary asked.

"Ginvera and Molly Weasly." she said. Ginny knew exactly was what happening. It was sooo simple. All the symptoms have been there. Molly was busy talking while Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Ginvera, we'll be seeing a Healer in a few mintues." Molly said using her real name. The two sat down, not talking. A nurse person came up to them.

"Healer Jones will now see you." she said, flipping her brown hair. Her posture was good, like a ballerina and her eyes looked sharp and excited. Molly liked her. Ginny was disgusted with the perfected smile she gave. The nurse person lead them to the room where a nice looking blonde woman around her thrities stood.

"Thank you, Julie." Healer Jones said. Julie nodded and scurried off. Healer Jones chuckeled.

"She's my trainee. Such a lovely girl. Anyway, Hi..." she said, looking at her clipboard, "Ginvera."

"It's Ginny, Healer Jones." she snapped. Healer Jones noticed but ignored it.

"Ok Ginny I'll put you through some tests to see what's going on, ok?" she asked.

"Whatever."

"Anyone wanna rent a movie?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.

"We could watch something scary!" Hermione said. Draco looked confused.

"Movie?" he asked.

"The TV has other stuff it shows, Draco." Harry smiled. Draco's mouth formed a shape of an O.

"What do you want to watch?"

"Ummm...I don't know."

"Scary Movie 4!" Harry smiled.

"What the hell is that?" Draco asked. Hermione mouth grew into a scary grin.

"Oh, your in a big treat." she said as she pressed play.

"Mrs. Weasly, I think I know. Ginny is pregnant." Healer Jones said.

"Excuse me?" Molly asked.

"Ginny is 2 months pregnant." the Healer repeated.

"Ginny, do have any idea who the father is?" Healer asked. Ginny was tired of lying and lying. She had to tell Harry.

"Blasie Zabini."

Molly fainted.