Disclaimer: I do not own the harry potter universe, sadly. that belongs to my idol, J.K. Rowling.
I sighed and watched as Danielle played outside in the snow. She looked so much like her father, with the shocking blonde hair, and stormy grey eyes. Her sweet, loving demeanor, just like him, though you would not know it unless you had been close to him. My mind drifted back nine years, to the night I found out I was pregnant.
I was surprised to read the results on the stick. My hands started to shake. I walked back into the bedroom, trying not to cry. I wouldn't tell him. I couldn't. I would just avoid him. Make him think I hated him. We would be finished with school and I would never see him again. Yes, that was exactly what I would do. I curled up and cried myself to sleep.
"Mommy! Come play with me!" Danielle's voice cut into my memory and I wiped away my tears. "Honey, come inside and get ready. We have to be at Aunt Ginny's and Uncle Harry's in half an hour." My daughters barely audible protests put a smile on my face. As she raced upstairs, I made my way to my own room, to change into my outfit for tonight. It was Christmas Eve and I had promised to be at Harry and Ginny's party. As I began to go through my closet, I came across an old dress that had not been worn in nine years. My eyes filled with tears as I pulled it off the rack and held it out in front of me. It was about mid-thigh length, strapless, and a vibrant, but dark forest green. It looked just as good as the last time she had worn it. Her mind shot back to memories.
"You look stunning in this dress. You should wear it more" he whispered in my ear and I giggled. He lightly ran his fingers up and down my arms as I looked out over the lake. We had snuck out of the castle and met up by the lake, dressed in our best non-formal muggle clothes. I was in a stunning green dress, and he was in a black button down with black slacks. His arms slipped around my waist from behind and we just stood there, watching the moon reflect on the lake. "I love you" he whispered, kissing my neck. The words caught me off guard, and all I could do was turn around and kiss him. "I love you too" I whispered, and with that, we made love.
I sighed and decided to wear the dress. After about twenty minutes, both Danielle and I were flooing to Harry and Ginny's. The next thing I knew, I had a five year old wrapped around my leg. "Mommy! Daddy! Auntie Hermione is here!" Ginny came into the room and smiled.
"Hey Hermione. I'm glad you could make it. Everyone is in the back sunroom. We have a lot of visitors. So go on back." Then she bent down on Danielle's level. "You can go with Emmy into the den. You will be around kids like you. I think they are about to start playing some games. I need to talk to your mother." I smiled as Danielle smiled and raced off with Emmy. I followed Ginny into the sunroom and smiled when I saw Harry. He came over and hugged me.
"Hermione! It's been too long! How are you? I'm sorry I'm never here when you visit. I work so much. It's so good to see you. Ron and Luna are here." He was smiling and all I could do was smile and hug back. I glanced around the crowded room and gasped inwardly when my eyes fell upon the striking blonde hair. "Yeah, Malfoy is here. He works with me and I decided to be nice and invite him." I bit my lip and nodded, motioning that I would be right back. As I made my way over, he turned around and our eyes locked. I stopped in my tracks and watched as he slowly made his way over to me.
"Hermione…" His voice came out as a whisper. I had managed pretty well to avoid him for nine years, yet here he was, standing in front of me with a hurt look on his face. It took all of my strength not to start crying. I nodded, afraid to speak, for fear my voice would crack. My head was spinning and I had to lean against the table next to me.
"Draco, I can't do this here. I just cant. Please. If we must talk, then we can meet somewhere or I can come to your home, but please, for my sake, after all of these years of holding on to our secret, don't make me break. I know you have questions, but I need time. I…I have to go. I will give you my number, but please, don't do this to me tonight." My pleas were barely audible, but I knew he heard me, because his eyes changed from hurt, to pure sadness. I wrote my cell number down and handed it to him, walking away. The same pain I had felt nine years ago came back, and I had to rush to the bathroom.
It was hard to keep my composure, but as soon as I was behind a closed and locked door, I collapsed on to the floor. I sat there for a moment and took deep breaths to keep myself from crying. I didn't need everyone asking why my make-up had been ruined. I stood up and took a look at myself in the mirror. I had changed, since my days at Hogwarts. I was a bit more filled out from having Danielle. I still had a small waist, but both my ass and breasts had grown. I had finally found a way to defrizz my hair and now it lay on my shoulders in soft curls. I sighed, not too happy with myself. After nine years, just the sight of him had my body buzzing. I had to stop letting him affect me, since I would be around him all evening.
My heart was racing and my breathing was heavy, but other than that, I figured it was safe to return to the crowded sunroom. As I entered the room, i was bombarded with hugs from Ron, Luna, Seamus, Dean, and Lavender. They all wanted to know how Danielle and I had been. "I'm fine, and so is Danielle. Would you like to see her? Danielle, honey, get in here and say hello to everyone." She came racing through the door as if she had just been waiting to come in. I watched as everyone greeted her and complemented her on how big she had gotten.
It made me smile to see her so pleased with herself. I looked up and saw Draco watching her with an odd look on his face. He then took out his cell phone, and the next thing I knew, my phone was buzzing in my purse. I groaned inwardly and pulled it out. It was from him, of course. Meet me in the kitchen in ten minutes. I sighed, but nodded in his direction, stuffing my phone back into my purse. I didn't want to talk to him, especially about Danielle, but it was almost impossible to deny she was his. She looked just like him. It rattled my nerves to think about him asking about her. My nerves were frazzled, so I turned to Ginny and mouthed 'Fire Whiskey'. She pointed to a bar off to the side and I rushed over, pouring me a large glass. I rarely drank, but tonight, I needed it. I downed one glass, followed by another. I poured a third and decided to baby it.
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Author's Note: review please? tell me what you think? this is my first fanfic ever, so don't be TOO harsh, but do please be honest!