Chapter 3 – The Future Project

Hermione woke up at roughly 6:30am and found that during the night she had moved and rolled so that her left arm was across Draco's waist and her left leg was between his two long muscular legs. She tried to pull away from the awkward position without waking Draco, but with no success.

"Well Granger," Said a croaky voice, "I didn't think you'd cosy up to me so quickly."

Hermione turned a deep shade of red and retorted, "I didn't mean to," Her voice too was croaky as she hadn't quite woken up yet.

"Sure, that's what they all say, but no girl can resist me really!"

"Urgh, get over yourself!"

"Whatever Granger, I'm taking a shower, I know you want to join me but I think that'd be taking things too fast," He swaggered over to their en suite swaying his hips somewhat seductively. Hermione's head hit the pillow and she fell back asleep.

Two hours later both Hermione and Draco had washed, changed, eaten and argued and now they were ready to wake up Amelia and Natalya so they could get them ready for visiting the Zabini household. Two hours after that the family were ready for the day. Natalya and Amelia were wearing matching sailor outfits and although Hermione thought they looked very cute Draco said they looked ridiculous. They had reached a compromise by removing the sailor hats. Draco and Hermione argued for another fifteen minutes about the exact colour of the curtains in the kitchen before leaving to go to Blaise and Luna's. A 30 second walk later Hermione and Draco arrived at the second biggest house in the village (naturally, Hermione and Draco owned the biggest). Draco reached for the owl knocker and knocked twice, and a few seconds later a tried blonde wearing a fluffy pink dress which strongly resembled a marshmallow answered the door.

"Aww hello Hermione!" She said cheerfully pulling Hermione in for a hug, she then stared at the two little girls and said "Aren't they adorable, they really are beautiful Hermione they look so much like you, but weirdly a lot like Malfoy too! Aww come inside, I want you to meet my bundle of joy!"

"Not talking about me are you Luna?" asked a masculine voice from upstairs. Hermione and Draco exchanged glances, Blaise and Luna using each other's first names held more significance than them kissing. A tall black haired eighteen year old then came to the front door, he smiled at Draco and the shared a 'bro' hug, he gave an acknowledging nod to Hermione. He was holding a small baby boy with olive skin, emerald eyes and dark golden hair, he gurgled happily at Draco and Hermione.

"He is beautiful Luna, you and Zabini make some fine children, you two should get together in real life and have kids! Hermione stated wearing an innocent smile. Draco stifled a giggle, while Luna and Blaise shifted uncomfortably. Draco decided it was his turn to speak.

"I agree with you Granger, you would have good kids, but a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin, yuck!" Draco grinned cheekily and Hermione let out a small giggle.

"Uh yeah, why don't you come inside?" Luna said awkwardly, "What are the names of your girls?"

"Natalya and Amelia," Draco replied pointing at each one as he called their names.

"Beautiful names, did you know Natalya means 'Christ's birthday' and Amelia means 'hard work'?" She asked wistfully, Draco and Hermione shook there heads politely hoping Luna wouldn't carry on talking about the origins of their childrens names, they really couldn't care less, they just names their children that because they liked the names, nothing deeper than that.

"anyway, this here is little Aaron Dylan Zabini!" Blaise spoke proudly, playing with a tufy of his sons hair. "Oh and you'll never guess how many Parkinsons had?" He then asked suddenly.

"Is that Ron?" Hermione adked.

"No you dolt, Parkinson is Pansy!" Blaise said.

"No I mean, is Pansy with Ron?" She restated politely.

"Oh yeah, he is, anway they had nine kids, nine!"

The Malfoy family looked at him in shock, he carried on, "Yeah, she came round here yesterday evening and refused to look after them! It took ages to convince her to leave and go back to her home!"

"Yeah, it's true," Luna said not really paying attention to the conversation, her eyes seemed to be following a small feather which was drifting in the air, "Poor girl..."

"Poor Ron more like! Harry and Ginny have three children, two boys and a girl," Hermione said.

"How do you know?" Draco wondered aloud.

"Harry texted me this morning,"

Draco and Luna nodded but Blaise looked confused, however Hermione couldn't be bothered to explain texting to another slytherin.

"Would you like some cake?" Luna randomly offered in ehr sing song voice. Blaise gave them a none verbal sign to say no, so they politely refused but asked for water instead. While she was gone Blaise explained that her cake had a tendency to make your gums bleed. A few hours later when Draco and Hermione had made they other pair feel sufficiently awkward by randomly saying things like 'You two would make the perfect couple' and 'If I didn't know better I would say you are a real happy family!', they decided to leave.

"Thank you for the lovely time! Hermione said while they walked out of the door.


Meanwhile in thw Headmistresses office...

"My dear Minerva, I must say I am rather shocked" said a kindly voice.

"How so?" Minerva McGonagall.

"When I was headmaster I never thought of going through such extreme lengths to unite everyone!" The voice continued.

"It is an odd idea, I'll admit. But look, it is working, Miss Lovegood and Mr Zabini already seem to be getting along rather well, and it is only day two Albus!" She spoke to a painting hung high on the wall of the office. The portait smiled.

"Yes, they are getting on swell aren't they. But I doubt everyone else will adapt so quickly, Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy shall be a tricky pair," Said the portait of Albus Dumbledore.

"Yes, but they aren't getting on too badly, but we have a long way to go!" She smiled.

"Minerva, why did you tell them in the rules they couldn't have any sexual relationships with their partner if you actually wanted them to get together?" Asked Albus, genuinely interested.

"Teenagers can't resist a bit on rule breaking can they?" replied Minerva with a wink.

"Oh, very clever of you! Ingenius really, never would have thought of it!"


The next day was a Monday, which meant work. Hermione was first up, waking at five and leaving the house at six thirty, determined to arrive early and make a good impression on her boss, but before she left she wrote a small note to Draco. At sever forty five Draco awoke and wallowed downstairs to the kitchen to grab an apple before he left, but before he opened the fridge he saw a note on the kitchen workshop.

'Dear Malfoy,

In the fridge I have made luch for you and our children. When you go to work please don't forget to take the little ones with you, I've dressed them already. Tonight I need to talk to you about something,

From

Granger x

PS. I ate the last green apple.'

He groaned inwardly, he really liked green apples. But then his thoughts wandered, what does she want to talk about, he wondered, am I in trouble? Does she need to confess something, maybe she likes me! I mean she is only human, look at me! (While thinking this he looked in the mirror in the hallway and winked at himself). How would I react to that though, I mean so many girls have said that to me but it would be so different coming from his worst enemy. Should I say I like her back, NO, that would be a lie... A very very big lie... Draco suddenly snapped back into reality when he heard the clock chime 8. He was going to be late for work. He quickly gathered his cloak and his children and ran to the other side of the village. Luckily it took him only five minutes to make it to the nursery.

"Ahh Mr Malfoy, arriving fashionably late I see!" Draco looked up at the man addressing him and nearly fainted, this man looked very much like Dumbledore yet he wore a neon purple robe and snake skin purple boots with a slight heel. The mans hair was long and silver though many of the strands were plaited and tied off with tiny pink bows, his beard, wwhich also had plaits in it, was about knee length. He was reasonably short in comparison to Dumbledore. The man started talking again. "Not to worry, not to worry, my name is Fredrick Figfencer but you can call me Figfencer, I suppose you could also call me Fredrick if you want a pay cut, no I'm joking, I'll fire you if you call me Fredrick. Anyway darling, if you go through that door you will find Miss Brown and the little dumplings."

Draco smirked and raised one eybrow at the unbelievably camp man, did he just call him darling? But he did as he was told and walked through the door to find Lavendar Brown sitting on a chair with seventy or so babies around her while she sang songs about fluffy dogs and various other animals. Which consequently made Draco desperately want to kill her there and then.

"Hey look children, it's Dwayko! Say Dwayko! She said in a funny little squeaky accent.

"Shut up Lavender they're like a day old, they can't speak!" Lavender shrugged and turned back to the children and said:

"I think Dwayko is a bit grumpy!"

-3pm

Draco collapsed on his sofa, it had been a hard days work, he had come to the conclusion that Lavender sang too much, the babies cried too much and his boos flirted too much. Also his thoughts were plagued with worrying about what Hermione wanted to speak to him about. He decided he needed to clear his head so put Natalya and Amelia back in their cot and had a quick nap.

-4:05pm

Hermione collapsed on the sofa, it had been a great days wok. Neville was really good at law, the clients were amazing and her boss was hot! Now to tell Malfoy about that thing. She noticed he was asleep on the sofa so took advantage of that fact and did a cross-dress hex on him. She smiled as his robes suddenly turned into a tight pink tank top and a tight black skirt, he was wearing stilettos and diamond earings. Not to mention he had about a layer of orange foundation caked onto his face. She took a picture on her phone and then woke him up.

"Wake up!" She screamed in his ear.

"Garr, wha?" He mumbled. "I was asleep!"

"I know, that's why I woke you up!" She wondered how long it would take for him to realise what he was wearing. Apparently not long.

"Granger, what the hell am I wearing?" He screamed through Hermiones laughs. He tried to stand up but his heels caused him to fall onto the sofa, pulling Hermione down with him.

She landed on top of him. She could feel his heavy breathing on her neck and it made her hair stand on end. She lifted her head slightly and looked into his eyes. Their lips only centimeters apart. A strand of hair fell infront of her face and Draco subconciously tucked it behind her ear. She leaned it slightly.


A/N CLIFFHANGER! Mwahahahahahahaaaaaa! Please review! :D Thank you to all those who have followed/favourited/reviewed! You make me very happy! Sorry if this was really short, next chapter shall be longer!