A/N: The baby still does not have a name in this chapter, but will at the start of chap 3. I have already picked it. Don't know when I'll get a chance to type up chapter 3, but updates will be soon.

Enjoy

Slytherin_Abby

CHAPTER TWO

"This is what will be your shared common room for the rest of the year. You will have separate rooms, which adjoin to a room between yours. You know what for. There is a shared bathroom, and it is equipped for your guest as well. You will agree to a password and may only give it to people you both agree on. A house-elf named Boppy is at your service, for absolute dire need. She will not be your permanent baby-sitter." She added, directing her stare to Draco. You know exactly how you have to report your findings with the project from your detention."

"Great, a dump with a Mudblood and a kid." Draco muttered as he sat back on the couch in their new common room, laying his head back.

"You'll do well to remember what happened last time you called me that." She said threateningly. Before either had a chance for retaliatory action, a cry was heard from upstairs, where their rooms were. "Well....?"

"What?" He asked, making no move to get up.

"I couldn't possibly hate you more." She said as she walked passed him, toward the sound.

~**~

Hermione entered the room that was between the rooms each labeled for herself and Malfoy. In the centre of the room, was a bassinette where the source of the crying was squirming. She approached slowly and was overwhelmed when she looked in and saw the baby, his face scrunched up as he tried to get the attention of someone. He could not have been more than a month old, wearing a pale blue jumpsuit, a fine blonde fuzz covering his head.

"Shh, it's okay. Uh… I'm here." She tried in the most soothing voice she could.

"Does the miss need Boppy?" Said a small house-elf as he popped next to her.

"Perhaps a bottle, thank you Boppy." Hermione asked as she picked the baby up from the bed, and holding him close to her.

"Of course. Does the miss want Boppy to hold the baby until you know?"

"It's fine. I have a baby sister at home. Just the bottle, thanks." She said as she took the baby to the change-table to check his nappy.

"Okay, Miss." She said popping out of the room again.

After the baby was fed and happily burped, Hermione took him downstairs to see if he would rouse a reaction out of Malfoy.

~**~

"What the hell is that?" The blonde asked as she entered the common room with the baby. He jumped up from the couch.

"Um… it's the baby we've been hearing about all afternoon." She said not understanding what he was on about. It wasn't like he was missing from the Headmaster's explanation of what they were going to have to do.

"It's a baby." He said, his face still displaying his confusion.

"Well done." She laughed, derisively.

"No, I mean it's an infant." He tried again, still unable to articulate his meaning.

"Again, nothing gets by you." She said frowning at his behaviour. She put the baby down in the bouncer already set up by the play-pen, assumedly for when he got a little older.

"I am merely surprised at the fact that they would give seventeen year olds a baby so young. I expected a toddler or something." He explained.

"Well, the point is to show how hard it is for teenagers to have a baby at this age. So, they would have a newborn and have to deal with that rather than a child that can start to fend for themselves." She said, the condescending tone not absent from her voice.

"Fascinating." He said getting up and going for the door.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked.

"None of your business!" He muttered.

"You are not leaving me to do all the work, Malfoy!" She yelled, upsetting the baby.

"Don't you have something you should be doing?" Draco asked, pointing in the direction of the baby.

"Git!" She said as the portrait slammed shut. "Come on, let's go see some people that will actually like you." She said as she grabbed a packed bag from near the door and carried him out with her.

~**~

"Hermione, what's that?" Harry asked as she entered the Gryffindor common room.

"Can't believe I'm going to have this conversation again. I swear, have none of you boys ever seen a baby before?" She asked, as Ginny took the bag off her shoulder. Hermione then noticed that she had the attention of everyone in the common room. That included all four Weasley's, Harry, Lavender, who had immediately ran up the stairs, likely already telling everyone what she saw. As well as Dean and Seamus.

"Um… Hermione. Care to explain?" Harry tried.

"Okay, but don't get mad. We went up to Professor Dumbledore's for our punishment, and one of them was to head up a program they are trialing for next year. It's kind of like a parenting training course to discourage teenage pregnancies at all magical schools. So, for the rest of the year, Malfoy and I have to be parents to this baby." She explained.

"Git." Ron muttered before asking, "So, where did the baby come from?"

"Professor McGonagall took a hair from Malfoy and myself and created this baby from our DNA." Hermione said as she sat on the couch between her bestfriends, the baby on her lap trying to go to sleep.

"That's why he looks exactly like Malfoy." Ron sneered.

"I'll ask you not to insult my son, like that." Hermione teased, as she rocked him back forth against her chest, to go to sleep.

"Your son?" Harry asked.

"That's what he is, essentially." Hermione said as the baby's eyes finally closed, his fist to his mouth, his other hand splayed on her chest, over her heart.

"He's plenty cute, 'Mione." Ginny cooed, as she looked over her friend's shoulder at the slumbering infant.

"I'm surprised Malfoy didn't Avada him when he saw him." Ron muttered.

"Trust me, I'm sure it crossed his mind." She said sadly. "Looks like I'll be taking care of him all by myself."

"We'll help you." Harry offered.

"Thanks." She said leaning into his shoulder as Ron comforted her too, from his side.

~**~

Hermione returned from the Gryffindor Common room well before curfew, to put the baby to bed. Considering Draco's lack of interest, she was taking it upon herself to think of a name for him. As she entered the dorm, it appeared that Malfoy had already gone to bed and she started to get angry again.

"Why was I expecting him to be any different?" She asked herself as she climbed the stairs carefully.

Once the baby was settled in bed, she made her way to her room to re-read all of her assignments. After that, she wrote out a list of names she wanted to name the baby. It was one girly task she had never had to do, and had to laugh at the thoughts that Lavender and several of her old room-mates would have a foot and a half each of names they wanted for their future babies. She decided on one and lay down to sleep, not knowing what the night would entail.

Like a switch had been turned, two in the morning signaled the wakening of the baby. Hermione jerked awake, and it took her a few moments to realize she wasn't at home hearing her sister, Emma crying for her parent's attention. This baby only had her.

She walked slowly, as not to bump into anything in her sleepy state. Crookshanks didn't even flinch at his master's departure into the adjoining room. Hermione got to the bassinette and used the tip of her wand to illuminate the baby, without having to switch on too bright lights.

"Okay, I'm here. No need for all that noise." She said soothingly as she lifted him out of the bed. Before she wanted to make her way downstairs to the little kitchenette to make a bottle, she wanted to know if the incessant crying woke Malfoy at all. She walked through the other adjoining door and saw the blonde sprawled on his stomach, undisturbed.

"Looks like it's just you and me." The curly-haired witch muttered. As she started to walk out of the room, she put her wand over her shoulder and pushed the Slytherin out of his bed, eliciting a sharp thud followed by obscenities, as she fought not to laugh.