After the War: Drannah Baby Diaries and Life Post-Hogwarts

In Loving Memory of Ravnit "Rav" Hundle

1999-2013

Always Crusading

Please take a minute before reading this to pause in respect of the memory of this warrior that lost her fight with cancer before reading about new life being brought into the world. Rav was a ninth grade student at my high school. She was taken from the world much too soon and I extend my thoughts and prayers to her family. Rav, R.I.P., you will be missed. Thank you.

DownWithDeathEaters

Chapter 1

Conception

September 6th

It's been two years since Draco and I got married and everything was just as I had dreamed. Perfect beyond belief. I have kept in constant contact with my family and friends, even if Ivy and Blaise went off to New Zealand to start their post-Hogwarts life (with the promise of sending their future kids to Hogwarts.).

An advantage of being married to a Malfoy is that we take constant vacations on Daddy's dime. Draco having taken his wife (me!), he had officially become the soul heir of the Malfoy fortune, ergo, we had plenty of money to spare for vacation and luxury. Most recently was a trip to Rome to attend a wedding in Draco's family.

When we returned, however, I was due to start my period. I don't know if it was jetlag, the time change or what, but I hadn't expected to be late. Maybe I did, because Draco and I weren't exactly abstinent during the trip.

I paced, nibbling on my lip. It had to be jetlag, it had to be. There was no other option that didn't involve the obvious. It was jetlag.

But what if it wasn't? What if the inevitable finally happened? What if I was…pregnant?

Harry would flip out, wouldn't he? He really wasn't all for Draco and I getting married in the first place (though I was shocked that he didn't object during the wedding ceremony.), but a baby? Was he going to be alright with having a niece and nephew so young. But he was too busy planning his wedding to Ginny to say much until after the baby was born.

Watson? She'd be ecstatic. She had been nagging and nagging on when I'd have my first child. Especially seeing that since Ivy was all the way in New Zealand that I had promised that she'd be their Godmother and Ron their Godfather.

On the talk of father, what about Draco? He was still young yet, and me being pregnant would probably put a stop on the vacations for a while. Would he even be happy that I was pregnant?

Wait, wait. I was blowing this out of proportion. I might not even be pregnant!

I almost laughed in spite of myself. How could I get so riled up over what could easily be a severe case of jetlag.

But…just in case…I grabbed my cloak and the keys to the car, already thinking of a convincing lie to use on Draco so he didn't grow suspicious of my doings.

"I'll be back." I told Draco.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked, eyebrow raised.

I grinned. "Just going to pick up some Coke." I lied. "You want anything?"

Draco smirked. "Yeah, I could go for some crisps."

"Dill pickle?" I asked.

"You know me so well, babe." Draco grinned and stretched himself on the couch. "Don't forget your cell phone!"

I nodded and held it up. Thank Skinner the Malfoys had agreed to embrace Muggle technology and make an investment in cell phones.

"You want me to just pick up dinner?" I asked.

"Sure, what?" Draco asked.

"Pizza?" I asked.

"Yeah." Draco smirked with a yawn. "Too tired for anything else. Don't forget the wedges and wings!"

"I won't." I laughed, walking out the door and hopping into the pickup truck, flicking my wand to warm the cabin up. Even for the English country it was cold for September.

I started the truck and backed out of the long driveway that we had made when Narcissa found out that we had gotten two cars as wedding gifts, getting on the phone with my cousin Dudley, who was working at the Muggle grocer in the pharmaceutical department on the side when he wasn't at school for physical education and teaching.

"Hey, Dudley!" I laughed when he picked up.

"Han, hey, how was Rome?" Dudley asked.

"Amazing." I grinned before becoming serious. "Listen, do you still have that pregnancy tests you were telling me about?"

"Yeah, still have a few, ordered another case to fill demand, why?" Dudley asked.

"Can you save me one?" I asked.

"Hannah, what are you -?" Dudley asked.

"Please, Dudley, just save me one? It's hard to explain over the phone." I said.

"Alright, Han." Dudley sighed. "See you in a few."

"See you." I said, patting the candy bar I kept in the glove compartment. Dudley never stayed annoyed with me long after I gave him candy.

In twenty minutes, I pulled into the lot and went in, finding Dudley.

"Hey, cousin." I said, handing Dudley the candy bar.

"Thanks, Han, here you go." Dudley handed me the box I saw.

"Thanks…" I started to pull out the money to pay for it in full.

"No, no, friends and family discount." Dudley said, taking a five pound note and giving me three pounds in change.

"Thanks." I grinned and went shopping so Draco wouldn't get suspicious.

When I got back with the pizza, Draco was out on the lawn waiting for me.

"Here, I'll get it." Draco said, grabbing the pizza as I carried the crisps, soda, other treats (and the test.) into the Manor and putting them away with a flick of my wand as Draco grabbed plates and two cans of Coke, sending them into the den and going to sit down as I sent the test flying upstairs before going to sit with him.

Draco budged up so I could lie with him on the couch, wrapping an arm around his waist.

"Have fun shopping?" Draco asked.

I nodded and snuggled into Draco, not feeling hungry really, my stomach twisting into knots during dinner because I couldn't think about anything other than taking that test upstairs.

Even through the clenching in my stomach, I ate a little and cleaned up, putting the leftover pizza and the like in the fridge for later, like tomorrow for lunch.

Once I settled and laid down with Draco, I snuggled into him and sighed.

Draco grinned and drew me into his side, laying down and turning on the news.

Knowing my husband like I did, he normally passed out after sports until the owl arrived with the nightly edition of the Evening Prophet. that would be my perfect time to sneak off and take that pregnancy test.

"Blaise sent an owl today." Draco told me. "Him and Ivy are doing well, planning on adopting a baby from the village."

"Good for them." I grinned, breathing in Draco's heady scent and sighing. "I saw my cousin Dudley today at the grocery store."

"Oh?" Draco grinned at me and played with my hair.

"Yeah." I giggled. "Said that he'd come over eventually."

"Don't forget to tell me when he does, so I can clean up." Draco told me, yawning.

"I won't." I murmured, feeling myself drifting.

I woke up just as I heard sports start. I stretched and looked down, finding Draco already dead asleep.

I smirked. Tonight was my lucky night. I snuck up to our bedroom and went to the bathroom, taking the test with me.

I pulled my pants down and waited, peeing into a cup before sticking the test strip inside and waiting.

I paced around the bedroom, constantly looking towards the cup with shaking hands. How would Draco react if I did wind up being pregnant?

I sat on my bed and ran my hands through my hair, biting my lip and shaking as I heard the judgement beep.

I stood shakily and went to fish out the test from the cup, eyes closed until I looked at it.

A small blue plus sign. I grabbed the box and read it. A blue plus…positive.

I gasped. "I'm pregnant." I whispered.

It wasn't jetlag after all. I was pregnant. With child, expecting, gravid, expectant, no matter which way you said it, it was true…I was pregnant with Draco's baby.

I clutched the test in hand. Draco had to know. I ran down to the den, clutching the test tightly.

"Draco…" I whispered. "Draco, wake up." I shook him.

Draco grunted and woke up. "Hannah…what is it?"

I bit my lip and held the test in hand. "Draco…I'm…I…I'm…"

"What?" Draco asked, holding my shoulders and locking eyes with me.

"Draco, I'm pregnant." I blabbed.

And there it was. I had spewed out the news like vomit. And now Draco was looking at me wide eyed.

"W-What did you just say?" Draco asked me, letting go of my shoulders, slowly losing colour in his face.

I swallowed. "I'm pregnant."

Draco looked at me, suddenly mute and looking ready to faint.

Draco flopped on the couch.

"Draco!" I shouted, getting on my knees as Draco passed out. "DRACO!" I almost cried, shaking him desperately. I couldn't lift him!

What if he never woke up? Oh, god, he had a heart attack! He was dead and it was all my fault! My husband…my love was dead and I killed him! And now I was going to bring up his child alone!

I burst into tears and clutched Draco around the chest, sobbing into his stomach until I fell asleep.

I felt movement under me and I stirred, looking up to find Draco groaning and rubbing his head. He wasn't dead!

I let out a choked sob and squeezed him tightly.

"Hannah?" Draco groaned, shifting and helping me up, sitting me next to him.

"I thought what I had said killed you." I whispered.

Draco creased his eyebrows together. "What did you say?" he asked.

I touched his face. "Draco, I'm pregnant." I whispered.

Draco went wide eyed and gaped. "Pregnant? You?" he whispered.

I bit my lip and nodded.

Draco lit up and he hoisted me off my feet. "Baby…you're pregnant!"

"I know." I sighed in relief that he was ok.

Draco kissed me and touched my stomach. "There's a baby growing inside of you!"

"No shit!" I laughed.

Draco kissed my temple and swept me off my feet. "Then I guess we should start thinking about changing one of the guest rooms into a nursery."

I grinned and threw my arms around him.

That night, after Draco had gone out, he came back with two journals and tossed me one, setting a big scrapbook on the coffee table.

"What's all this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, obviously the scrapbook is for the baby." Draco smirked, handing me the leather bound book in hand. "And I thought of documenting the pregnancy through both of our perspectives."

I grinned and threw my arms around him. "You're a genius." I giggled.

"I know. Our baby will have beauty and brains." Draco kissed my temple and swept me off my feet, carrying me up to bed.

That night, as Draco slept, I opened the book and tucked away my original diary (after writing in it like I did every day.) to scrawl in my pregnancy book.

Day 1, week 1

October 6th, 2013

Today I discovered that I was given the greatest gift a woman can be given. I discovered I was pregnant with the child of my husband. Plans for preparing for the baby's arrival are being spoken about, but nothing will be done in specifics until we're certain the baby will survive the first three months. I hope that it will, and I'm excited to prepare the nursery. The simple thought of having a babe in my arms in nine months time sends shivers up my spine. However, I feel we can't say anything in the tragic occasion I should miscarry, which is the main reason why we haven't started preparing the nursery yet. Draco and I are going to buy baby furniture in the morning. I pray the next nine months go as smoothly as tonight did.

Expectant Mother Hannah Malfoy.

Hannah has been acting odd lately, ever since we returned from Rome. I wonder what's going on in that head of hers…I hope nothing's wrong.

I set my journal down and looked at the clock. It was time to head back.

"I'm gone." I said, looking to my supervisor as I hung up my coat in the locker, grabbing my cloak.

"See you Monday, Mr Malfoy, give the missus love for me." Tara said.

"You know I will." I laughed and went to the car, driving home.

"Han, I'm home." I said when I got in, hanging my cloak up.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Hannah called.

I went into the kitchen and found Hannah getting a drink.

"Hi, love." I bent down to kiss her forehead.

"Hi. How was work?" Hannah asked.

"Tiring as always." I rolled my eyes. "Got stuck doing paperwork."

"Oh, poor baby." Hannah pouted as I heard a chirping.

Hannah turned around and saw our black ferret on the back of the couch, climbing up the curtains.

"Nyx! You know better than that!" Hannah giggled, picking up what was meant to be a gag wedding gift from the Weasley clan, but turned out to be a welcome addition to the Malfoy household.

Nyx chirped again and nudged Hannah's cheek as Hannah set her in her bed. "Silly ferret." Hannah laughed and turned back to me as I flopped on the couch, turning on the TV

"Stay warm today, sweetheart?" I asked.

Han nodded and sat with me, cuddling into my chest. "I was warm." she murmured as I started a fire.

I wrapped a blanket over the both of us just as Hannah let out a yawn.

I turned the TV on and turned it down so that when Hannah dropped off (knowing my wife as I did.) she wouldn't be bothered.

And just as I had known, Hannah had fallen asleep by the time I had settled the TV to check out the Quidditch scores.

During commercial, I lifted Hannah and carried her up for a nap so she wouldn't fall asleep at a bad time. (seeing as on our honeymoon, I had known her for being notorious for falling asleep after dinner at the table, so I had to carry her to bed.)

I tucked her in and went back to watch Quidditch.

Two hours later, Hannah had come downstairs, dressed as if she was going out in the cold.

"I'll be back." she said.

"Where're you going?" I raised an eyebrow.

Hannah grinned. "Just going to pick up some Coke." she said. "You want anything?"

I smirked. "Yeah, I could go for some crisps."

"Dill pickle?" she asked.

"You know me so well, babe." I grinned and stretched myself out on the couch. "Don't forget your cell phone!"

Hannah nodded and held it up. Thank Skinner the Malfoys had agreed to embrace Muggle technology and make an investment in cell phones.

"You want me to just pick up dinner?" she asked.

"Sure, what?" I asked.

"Pizza?" Han asked.

"Yeah." I smirked with a yawn. "Too tired for anything else. Don't forget the wedges and wings!"

"I won't." Hannah laughed, walking out the door and hopping into the pickup truck.

When I heard the truck coming, I grabbed my cloak and went outside to help Hannah unload.

"Here, I'll get it." I said, grabbing the pizza as I carried the crisps, soda, and other treats into the Manor and putting them away with a flick of my wand as Draco grabbed plates and two cans of Coke, sending them into the den and going to sit down as Han put what she bought away for later.

I budged up so she could lie with me on the couch, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Have fun shopping?" I asked.

She nodded and snuggled into me

We ate in silence and Hannah and cleaned up, putting the leftover pizza and the like in the fridge for later, like tomorrow for lunch.

Once Hannah settled and laid down with me, I snuggled into her and sighed.

I grinned and drew her into my side, laying down and turning on the news.

"Blaise sent an owl today." Draco told me. "Him and Ivy are doing well, planning on adopting a baby from the village."

"Good for them." Hannah grinned, sighing. "I saw my cousin Dudley today at the grocery store."

"Oh?" I asked, grinning at her and playing with her hair.

"Yeah." she giggled. "Said that he'd come over eventually."

"Don't forget to tell me when he does, so I can clean up." I told her, yawning.

"I won't." Han murmured, drifting off again.

Hannah shook me. "Draco…Draco wake up."

I grunted and woke up. Hannah looked as if she was either going to pass out or tell me something important. "Hannah…what is it?"

Han bit her lip and held something in hand. "Draco…I'm…I…I'm…"

"What?" I asked, holding her shoulders and locking eyes with her.

For a minute I thought I was hearing things, but what I heard sounded something like "Draco, I'm pregnant."

I went wide eyed. Hannah…my wife…pregnant?

"W-What did you just say?" I asked, letting go of her shoulders, slowly losing feeling in my legs.

Hannah swallowed. "I'm pregnant."

My ideas were confirmed. I wasn't hearing things. Hannah was pregnant. My wife was pregnant.

I flopped on the couch, suddenly feeling as if standing would wind up with me flat on the ground when I passed out.

"Draco!"

Hannah's cry was the last thing I heard before I passed out.

I came around with my shirt wet and stained with tears.

I groaned and rubbed my head.

Hannah gave a choked sob and squeezed me around the middle as I opened my eyes.

"Hannah?" I groaned, shifting and helping a distraught Hannah up, sitting her next to me.

"I thought what I had said killed you." Hannah whispered once I got her calmed down.

I knitted my eyebrows together. "What did you say?" I asked, not remembering what happened before I passed out.

Hannah put a tiny hand on my face. "Draco, I'm pregnant." she whispered.

Then it came flooding back to me. The shock of the news caused me to passed out.

My wife…pregnant. After all we went through she finally had conceived a child? My baby?

I went wide eyed and gaped. "Pregnant? You?" I whispered.

She bit her lip and nodded.

So it was true! What she was holding in hand wasn't anything less than a pregnancy test. A positive pregnancy test. "Baby…you're pregnant!" I said, hoisting her up and holding her tightly.

"I know." Hannah sighed in relief.

I kissed her and touched her stomach. "There's a baby growing inside of you!"

"No shit!" Hannah laughed.

"Then I guess we should start thinking about changing one of the guest rooms into a nursery." I murmured, kissing her temple.

Hannah grinned and threw her arms around me.

That night, I had gone out while Hannah rested on the couch, going to get something for the baby.

I found a large scrapbook, perfect for a baby book. I picked it up and looked to find stationary for two journals.

I smirked. The pathway to the baby would be fun to document. Both for Hannah and myself. I grabbed them both and went to pay.

"Hmm, late night scrap booking?" the woman working the register asked.

I smirked. "You could say so." I said.

"Baby stationary?" the teen raised an eyebrow. "Expecting a little sibling?"

"Actually, I'm expecting my first child." I stated.

"Aren't you a little young to be a single father?" the teen popped her gum and stared at me.

"Actually, my child's mother is my wife." I said as I paid.

"Hmm…how long ago was your wedding, if you don't mind my asking?"

"Two years ago last June." I grinned as she bagged.

"Maybe I'll get the proposal next." the teen laughed.

"Here's hoping." I grinned, taking the bag.

"Congratulations." the girl said as I was leaving.

"Thanks." I said, getting in the car and driving back to the Manor.

When I got back, I found Hannah asleep on the couch. I set the bag down and shook her.

"Hannah, sweetheart…" I murmured, kissing her temple as she woke up.

"Hmm?" Hannah looked at me sleepily.

"You fell asleep, hon." I whispered, taking the bag and tossing one of the journals, the midnight blue and green one, to Hannah.

"What's all this?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, obviously the scrapbook is for the baby." I grinned, handing her the leather bound book in my hand. "And I thought of documenting the pregnancy through both of our perspectives."

Han grinned and threw her arms around me. "You're a genius." she giggled.

"I know. Our baby will have beauty and brains." I kissed her temple and picked her up, carrying her to bed.

As Hannah got ready for bed, I grabbed my journal (the green one) and a quill and started writing:

Day 1, week 1

October 6th, 2013

Today marked the beginning of a whole new stage in my life with Hannah. Today I discovered my wife was pregnant with our first baby. Everything is perfect thus far. Now that I know this life changing fact, I'm going to make sure that Hannah doesn't do anything for the next three months, maybe be bedridden through her pregnancy so nothing could happen to either the baby or her. For now, the news is cloak-and-dagger until it's certain the baby isn't going anywhere. First step in this undertaking, furniture shopping tomorrow afternoon. Wish me luck that I don't have to deal with a choosy wife. Though, it couldn't be worse than having a father that'd deny that he had a grandchild and a daughter-in-law in Hannah Potter.

Expectant Father Draco L. Malfoy

With that done, I set the book in my bedside table and rolled over, letting myself wait for Hannah to come to bed.

I had dozed off when I felt the bed dip and Hannah crawl in next to me. "Sorry, did I wake you?" she whispered.

"No." I said, wrapping an arm around her waist and drawing her into my side as she cuddled into it.

I grinned and rubbed her stomach, unable to wait until the baby was going to be able to kick against my hand.

"He's not moving yet, Draco." Hannah murmured.

I smirked. "Well, then, Mrs Malfoy, what makes you assume our child's a boy?" I asked.

Hannah shrugged. "I had always assumed that my first baby, should I ever have gotten pregnant, let alone married, would be a boy."

I smirked. "You'd be surprised." I said. "You never know."

Hannah grinned and yawned, closing her eyes as I rubbed circles on her stomach.

Within two minutes, both Hannah and I had fallen asleep.