Disclaimer- I can dream can't I... But in reality I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N- ok, I'm sorry but I have decided to rewrite chapter two, I did kind of rush the whole pregnancy idea, and the friendship between Draco and Hermione, so please don't hate me... I hope this doesn't cause any confusion, chappy 1 is still exactly the same but I'm starting again from the end of there and building up towards a new path... Thanks NifflerPajamas0519 for helping me realise this and I hope this new one is better than the old one... I plan on keeping Balise the same though, just because I like the idea of him being fun and smiley! XD
Here it goes...
Hermione scowled at him as they entered into the room.
It was a small rectangular room, decorated in soft browns and delicate creams. There was two doors leading off of the room and a conjoined kitchen attached onto the far wall. Two sofas lay in the centre of the room, congregating around a pale brown coffee table. Hermione raised her eyebrows in surprise as Draco just pushed past her and dumped himself on one of the cream sofas. Hermione walked into the room, silently closing the door behind her.
"What in the world did you say that for?" she questioned.
"What now Granger!" he demanded.
"You know what!" she exclaimed, "the password you idiot."
"Shut it Granger." He grunted, "You're giving me a bloody headache." Hermione sighed in frustration. This is going to be a hard year, she thought to herself. She glanced up at the clock and realised that it had just gone eleven. She sighed again and went into through the first door. It ended up being the bedroom door.
The bedroom was decorated in pale blue, with a massive bed in the centre and both Hermione's and Draco's luggage was either side. Another door led from on from this room, and as Hermione entered, she found herself in a Childs nursery, in vivid yellows and rich oranges. She momentarily paused, then turned and entered back into the bedroom. She grabbed her pajamas from inside her suitcase and quietly went into the bathroom.
After a quick shower, Hermione felt more refreshed than before, after the long journey on the train. Once dressed and ready for bed she went back to the bedroom and climbed into bed.
Draco took his turn to the bathroom, only entering the bedroom to grab his things. Once done he conjured up a quilt and lay on the sofa. What a crappy start to the year, he thought, being paired with bloody Granger.
Hermione awoke quickly, before rushing to the bathroom.
"Malfoy!" she shouted, grasping the edge of the toilet seat. Draco jerked violently awake, resulting with him landing on the floor. Cursing, he got up and rubbed his back. Walking over to the bathroom, he knocked in the door.
"Granger," he mumbled sleepily, "what do you want."
"Can you get me some water?" she asked.
"Why should I do that!" he grunted. "I'm not your slave."
"Please!" she said, disgusted that she had said such a word to the guy who was being such a git to her. Draco sighed and ambled through to the kitchen, returning with a glass of water. Bloody mudblood! Entering the bathroom, he found Hermione over the edge of the sink. Pacing the water on the edge of the counter, he turned arruptedly and left without a word.
Thanks for asking if I'm aright, Hermione thought sarcastically. Once she was cleaned up and dressed, Hermione stood in front of the mirror, examining the small, petite bump sticking out from between her hips.
Draco ushered Hermione down to breakfast once they were both ready. Dumbledore had added another table for the 7th year. Hermione sat down beside Harry and across from Lavender, Draco dumped himself next to her, only as everyone else was sat in their couples, and Balise took his other side. Hermione was happily chatting away to Lavender about becoming a 'parent', while Draco refused to communicate with anyone other than the Sliverins. It seems the war hasn't changed him that much then, Hermione thought, lifting her fork to her mouth. Once the food went down her throat, she started wolfing down another bite, not realising how hungry she actually was until now.
Breakfast was over very quickly and as everyone started to depart, Hermione decided to head back too. She said goodbye to everyone and started out the door. Draco remained in his seat, only allowing a small glance at the brunette leaving the table. Once Hermione reached the door to her 'home', she gave the password.
"Sliverin rules..." she muttered, casting a dark look towards the young girl. What was wrong with me, she wondered. I'm so stressed this morning. She went over to the nearest bookshelf and removed a book. Putting herself carefully down on the sofa, she opened it and began to read. After about ten minutes, Draco and Balise came through the door, followed by a shy Susan Bones.
"Hi Susan," Hermione said, "You ok?" She and Susan began to chat, as Draco bragged about whatever could think of. Draco didn't speak to Hermione however Balise chatted to Susan like an old married couple.
"So we thought of a few baby names, and we have decided that if the baby is a girl, it will be Destiny." Balise started.
"Yeah, and if it's a boy it'll be Marcus." Susan finished, wrapping her arms around her bump. She was one of the few that were excited about the new class. Before long, both Balise and Susan headed back to their room, leaving Hermione and Draco in an uncomfortable silence.
"Granger." Draco grunted half an hour later. "I'm going to Hogsmead, are you coming or not?"
Hermione was surprised at his edgy tone.
"Yeah, give me a minute then." She replied in the same tone. Ten minutes later, Hermione and Draco joined the crowed of students, waiting to head to Hogsmead. Hermione was pulled by Draco over to a large group of mainly Sliverins, although Harry, Susan and Hannah could be seen in their mist. Hermione automatically went over to Harry, who was stood close to pansy. The crowds began to thin and Hermione and Susan were roughly shoved forward by the rushing crowed, hoisted up into a carriage with Draco, Balise, Goyle and Millicent. Harry and Hannah were pushed into another carriage. It was uncomfortable as they all tried to fit in; Susan was almost on Balise's lap, and Hermione was squished in the middle of Draco and Goyle.
One they had arrived, Draco led them in the direction of the three broomsticks, ordered them all butter beers and huddled them over to a table. Hermione amused herself by chatting to Susan. Finally Harry and Hannah joined them, accompanied by Pansy and Crabbe. The non-Sliverins felt uneasy being there, however McGonagall had said that this was a 'couples' trip so they didn't really have a choice.
"So Harry, how are you and Pansy getting along?" Hermione asked. Harry glanced up the table at the baby-faced girl, giggling at one of Draco's lame jokes.
"Not the on the best of terms, you know how it is 'mione... what with the war and everything." He replied.
"I know what you mean Harry; all Crabbe does is ignore me, not that I mind... but still" Hannah whispered joining in.
"Yeah, I know." Hermione sighed.
"Well, m-me and Balise have been getting along," Susan started, "You know... talking and stuff..."
The Sliverins ignored them for the remainder of the day, only talking their partners when it was time to go back.
Hermione and harry chatted on the way as they shared a carriage with pansy and Draco. Once in the grounds of Hogwarts, they all say goodbye to each other and Hermione and Draco started to their 'home'.
Draco gave the password and they entered once more.
"I'm going to bed." Hermione muttered.
"Whatever..." Draco grunted, turning away from her. Hermione just looked at him...
"Malfoy, what is your problem?"
"You Granger, this stupid class, this pointless school!" He took a deep breath, before continuing..."How dare they pair me with you!"
"Me?"
"Yes, bloody you, smart arse, know it all, mudblood Granger..."He almost shouted the last bit, storming away from her into the kitchen.
Hermione rushed into the bed room, slamming the door behind her. She laid on the bed, stroking her bump, while silent tears fell down her face. How she dare cry over this stupid git, she wondered.
Draco was fuming, mostly with himself. Why did I just do that? Why did I have to be such an idiot... I thought I was past playing the git... Balise has changed... pansy is changing... why am I still the stupid fool? Draco hit his fists on the counter in frustration. Sighing he led on the sofa and drifted into an uneasy sleep.
Hermione lay awake for what felt like hours, before pulling off her shoes and climbing under the quilt... as soon as her head hit the pillow she was asleep... her hand curled protectively around her growing stomach.
Just to answer a question that was asked-
Dean is paired with Demelza
Seamus is paired with Marietta
(In my story both Marietta and Demelza are in the 7th year.)
Please review XD thanks... x