Harry potter does not belong to me

Chapter 2

"There was a man who was always quite rude to the angel but they ended falling in love. It all started…"

Month five

He was nervous, she could feel it. He shook as he wrote the letter that would determine his standing with his family.

She was nervous too. When Lucius heard about him leaving Astoria for Hermione, he made it clear that he was no longer his son. Luckily he had already inherited the family business and several large Malfoy and Black fortunes. They were set for life. The only thing missing was his father's approval.

He didn't want to inform his father of the news but Hermione convinced him. He knew it would be worse if he heard from someone else. Still, hearing it from Draco wouldn't lessen the blow enough.

"You know we can still avoid this," he told Hermione who was sitting next to him.

She sighed and looked him in the eye.

"No we cannot," she told him. "This is something we have to do and you know it. We aren't going to be able to hide this for much longer, rumors have already started blooming."

That was true but that didn't mean it made Draco want to reveal his secret. Not that he was ashamed, he was bloody proud that he was able to create life. Especially with someone so amazing likes Hermione.

He might have been very happy but his father wouldn't be. His father would be quite the opposite, spitting out nonsense of blood purity and slytherin pride.

"Just imagine the fit your father would throw if he heard it from someone else," Hermione explained. "Plus, it makes me feel as if you are ashamed to be having children with a muggle born."

"No," he suddenly exclaimed. "Love doesn't ever think like that, I could never feel more pride then I do now."

He dropped the quill and pulled her onto his lap.

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," he said kissing her. "I would never, could never, be ashamed at you."

Hermione smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"I know that," she said. "But you still need to send that letter."

He looked at her for what seemed to be ages but he knew she was right. She always was.

Ten minutes later he was tying the note to his eagle owl.

"To Malfoy manor," he told the beast.

He spread his magnificent wings and soared through the night leaving two weary teenagers in his wake.

"Are you sure this was the right thing to do," Draco asked Hermione.

"Yes I believe it was," she told him. "Now let's get to bed."

He smirked.

"Don't you think I deserve a reward for my bravery?"

She chuckled and both lay down to …..Sleep.

….

The sisters were sitting in the slytherin common room chatting. Well more like Tori was complaining and Daphne was the poor girl forced to listen.

"My poor Draco," Astoria Greengrass whined to her sister Daphne.

Daphne just looked at the angry girl.

"Stuck with that awful know-it-all bitch. I just know she put some sort of spell on him or fed him some potion," Astoria cried. "Why else in the world would he even think of looking at that ugly whore?"

Daphne rolled her eyes; she knew that Tori were wrong. Everyone with half decent vision could see that Granger and Malfoy were in the deepest love Hogwarts had ever seen.

Astoria was blinded by jealousy. She was starting to grate on many people's nerves.

"Tori," Daphne said. "Just give up, they are in love, he doesn't love you. Give up."

Astoria huffed.

"Do not be daft Daphne," Astoria replied. "He doesn't love her; he is under the effects of a potion. Why else would he leave her for me?"

"Perhaps because she is kind and sweet," Daphne told her. "And doesn't act like a…"

"Be quiet," Tori yelled. "Fine, I know he isn't on a potion. But he can't really love her."

Daphne sighed in frustration. Deer Salazar , couldn't this girl figure out she wasn't wanted.

"Merlin Astoria," she huffed. "Why can't you get it through your thick head that he doesn't have feeling for you? He never did."

Astoria suddenly jumped up startling Daphne.

She looked quite mad standing on the plush green carpet, with the flames of the roaring fire illuminating her insane features.

"He did love me," she yelled. "And I can get him back. I know Draco, he likes beauty. Granger is a hideous thing who has recently seemed to be gaining weight, that fat cow. Draco will leave her and when he does I will be right here to become the right full Lady Malfoy."

Daphne looked at her crazed sister. Even though they were blood she could barely stand the conceited personality of her younger sister. Astoria was always doing horrible things. She was a little brat and Daphne was secretly happy she hadn't gotten Draco.

"I doubt that Tori," she told her sister. "They are in love, nothing can separate them, and before you go off on some insane lecture about how your feminine charms can get him back I am going to go to bed."

With that she took off leaving and angry blonde girl behind.

Astoria fell into the couch behind her and clawed at the forest green cushions.

"In love are they," she told herself. "Cant be separated can they."

She sounded deranged and looked dangerous as she glared at the cherry wood coffee table.

Suddenly an idea struck her.

The only way to get her Draco back would be to rid them of that nuisance he called his girlfriend.

Luckily for Astoria she was very good at hurting people.

They would never see it coming.

…..

Draco was staring out into the starry sky on the balcony of his head boy room.

He had woken up from a nightmare an hour earlier. Only he couldn't remember what was in it.

All he knew was something big was coming and he had to do everything in his power to protect his forming family.

He looked inside to see the love of his life and mother of his child sleeping soundly on his bed. He would never let anything hurt them.

Ever.