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Draco awoke the next morning by a sqealing noise, something small and blonde had jumped on him.
"Mewwy Chwistmas Daddy!"
"Isabella," he croaked.
He checked the time.
"Darling, it's 5am! Go back to sleep!"
She agreed and fell asleep next to her father.
Hermione awoke. Many packages and letters were lying at the foot of her bed. She opened the first.
Dear Hermione,
Happy Christmas!
I hope you and Isabella have a wonderful day, and I've got some exciting news!
I've been promoted! I'm now Head of the Auror office! Can you believe it! It's such an honour!
Ginny is really happy and has organised a little party at the burrow. It's also a small get together seeing as everyone's doing their own thing this Christmas. It's on Monday the 27th, I really hope you can come! Everyone's coming and it's been ages since we've seen you! Little Teddy and Victoire would love to see Isabella, as would everyone else. Send me your reply! Hope you like your present!
Love,
Harry
Hermione smiled at the letter and opened the package. It was a collection of books from Frenta. A Edwards. She felt overjoyed and summoned a quill and parchment and scribbled a reply right away.
Dear Harry,
Congratulations! I am so happy for you! It's such an important job, and you fully deserve it after everything! I really,
really miss you and Isabella and I will definately be there! Hope you and Gin are okay I expect the baby is on the way soon! I am so excited for you both and I'm really looking forward to seeing you all! Thanks for the present, I really do love it!
Have an amazing Christmas,
Love, Hermione
She opened the second letter.
Hermione,
HARRY GOT PROMOTED! I'm so happy! He's really happy too, it's so sweet. I love seeing Harry like this. I'm getting quite big and I'm starting to worry about having the baby! You better be there to help me! And if you don't reply to this letter I am personally coming down to your apartment because we haven't heard from you in ages!
I suppose Harry's told you about the party. You are coming.
Oh and Merry Christmas! Tell Isabella her Godmother is missing her loads!
Lots of love,
Ginny xx
To Ginny,
DO NOT APPARATE OR FLOO TO MY APARTMENT! Do think of the damage it will do to baby! I am sorry I haven't replied, I've had a lot on my mind. I'm fine, and so is Isabella. Stop worrying! I will see you on the 27th!
And of course I will be there while you have the baby! I can't wait to see you!
Love, Hermione
Hermione didn't bother telling anyone she was at Malfoy's, she couldn't be bothered to explain in letter. It was quite shocking to herself, too.
Ginny had got her a pampering kit, full of make up and facial creams.
From Ron she had recieved a nice smelling perfume.
Mrs Weasley had sent her a beautiful necklace, and her parents had sent her a 500 cheque.
Her eyes filled with tears, she needed to visit her parents soon.
George had sent her some joke items, and she turned to open the last present.
It was a gorgeous scarf. It was a deep scarlet, and when examined closely, Hermione saw millions of tiny golden patterns. It was smooth to touch and Hermione put it on. She was instantly filled with warmth. It had some sort of heating charm.
She read the note.
Hermione,
Isabella chose this for you, I'm trusting her. She said you'll love it.
She told me to write-
To Mummy,
Have a magical Christmas!
From Isabella Victoria Granger
Hope we all have a Happy Christmas,
Draco
Hermione smiled widely and made her way over to her daughters room. She began to get worried when she found her bed empty.
"Isabella!" she called. She looked from room to room.
"Isabella! Draco! Where are you? Isabella!" Hermione began to panic.
She reached the last door on the third landing. It had a serpent on the door handle. She pushed it open.
"Oh!"
Her breathing eased as she approached the bed. Her daughter was fast asleep beside her father. It was a beautiful sight. Hermione wiped away tears as she watched them snoozing. She sat beside Malfoy.
His pale face was peaceful and his usual smoothed down hair was a mess. He was breathing deeply and snoring slightly. His pointed face had matured very much since Hermione had last seen him, his jaw was slightly square and his body was muscular.
He was gorgeous.
"Momma!" said Isabella suddenly. Hermione had not noticed her wake.
"Merry Christmas sweetie," she said, leaning over Malfoy to stroke her face. "We need to get you ready for today!"
Draco awoke to see Hermione's slender body leaning over him. She had been sitting next to his whilst he slept. He felt slightly uneasy that she had watched him at his weakest and he got up.
Over breakfast, Hermione talked first.
She thanked them for her present and apologised to Draco for not getting him one. She hadn't been able to go out due to her injuries and Draco understood.
Isabella opened her presents.
She had recieved a package if the prettiest dresses from Hermione's parents, Harry had sent her a magical jigsaw puzzle with moving pictures and it danced when it was complete. From Ginny she recieved a fairy outfit with wings that levitated Isabella a few feet off the ground. Ron and George sent her a big bag of exciting toys.
Draco couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed that Potter and Weasley had given his daughter gifts. He was happy he could give a better gift.
He had given her a real gold bracelet with her name engraved. It had small diamonds around it and had a protective charm.
Hermione couldn't help herself, though she was still in her pyjamas, she got up and hugged Draco tight. He hugged her back.
Hermione went to get dressed. She wore dress robes of deep purple. They fitted her nicely, complimenting her figure.
She dressed Isabella in a red dress. It was made of a velvety material and was very cute. She wore a white fluffy cardigan and white tights with little red flowers.
Hermione smoothed down Isabella's long hair and neatened it. She put in a red ribbon and put on her new bracelet.
When Draco saw the girls his face broke into a huge smile. He hugged Isabella and complimented Hermione.
They spent the afternoon laughing and having the most fun any of them had had in a while. They pulled Christmas crackers and wore Christmas hats and played games.
Isabella was the center of attention and Hermione and Draco both avoided eachothers gaze.
Over lunch they spoke directly to eachother.
"I usually join my friends in the evening for drinks," said Draco
"but I usually spend my day alone," he admitted.
He also admitted how much he liked having them there.
That evening they went out for dinner at a posh wizard resturant. They were all enjoying an expensive meal when Hermione began to notice the other witches and wizards. They kept glancing over.
Hermione stood up to go to the bathroom when a young witch approached.
"Are you Hermione Granger?" she asked.
"Yes," replied Hermione
"C-can I have your autograph?"
"Of course," said Hermione, smiling.
Draco seemed impressed. Of course. He'd forgotten how famous she was. Her, Potter and Weasel. The one's who help defeat the Dark Lord.
Hermione signed another two people's books and then someone else approached the table.
Not to Hermione. To Draco.
His face was covered by dark hair spoke directly to Draco.
Suddenly Hermione realised who it was. She stood up and whipped out her wand.
It was Rowle, one of the Death Eaters who had escaped the fate of Azkaban after the Dark Lord fell.
"No need for that, mudblood, I came for Malfoy."
Draco stood up fast, knocking over his glass.
"No need for that language, Rowle," he growled.
"Well, well, well. Look here, we have a little blood traitor!"
"Leave us!"
"Dear Mister Malfoy. Lucius would not be happy now would he?" he sneered
"Lucius is not here," Draco said between clenched teeth.
"Well, he and your mother would be very disappointed. You will ruin the perfect pureblood Malfoy name. You will have betrayed everything they, everything we have stood up for."
They were almost nose to nose, Draco looked furious, Rowle was no longer smirking. He was serious. Hermione held Isabella close and she buried her face in her mothers arms.
"Be careful who you keep your company with, Mister Malfoy, or it could mean trouble."
He eyed Isabella.
"Oh, if I were you I would not plan on - reproducing with other breeds. It could result in dirty heirs."
That was too much for Draco. He pulled out his wand and blasted the man backwards. He fell into a display of shelves and they smashed on his head.
It took around half an hour to sort it out. After repairing the small damage and after Rowle was healed, the three of them were back in Malfoy Manor.
Draco apologised over and over. He apologised for ruining their evening. Isabella fell asleep earlier than usual and was put to bed. Hermione and Draco were alone once more.
The radio was playing quietly, and Draco was humming under his breath. He kept pouring wine for both him and Hermione. He looked over at her. She had picked up a book from the floor and was reading it. She seemed intruiged.
Draco didn't want what happened yesterday. He walked over to her and took the book from her hands. She looked alarmed and stood up.
He slipped his hands round her waist and he kissed her.
She kissed him back and let his tongue explore her mouth.
How could he have sent her away? How could he have missed out on this?
Suddenly Hermione pulled away.
"What?" he asked quietly, slightly annoyed and confused.
"W-we can't"
"Why not, Granger? Hermione?"
"You saw Rowle today. You know what would happen if we became a couple. He's right. I'm trouble. I don't want anything to happen!"
"Hey! Look - it's not like before! Think, my parents are in Azkaban, most likely they'll die in there, along with most of the others. Yes, people will stay stuff, but I don't care. I'm surprised myself! I - I like you Hermione! I don't think you're dirty! I don't think you're different! "
Hermione looked deep into his grey eyes. Her heart felt like it was breaking. This was ridiculous. She had developed feelings for him over, what, a few meetings?
"B-but what if..what if something happened?"
He didn't ask her what she meant. She looked genuinley worried. Creases had appeared in her forehead and her lower lip was wobbling slightly.
He kissed it gently.
"I won't let it happen, Granger! I am a father and whether people like it or not, I'm going to carry on being a father."
They sat in silence for a few minutes. Hermione sipped some more wine. It was starting to go to her head.
"Why did you keep her?" he whispered
"Not that I'm not happy. Just-why? A- a rape child!"
Hermione tensed. He felt it.
He could discuss that later. He kissed her again. She returned it. His hands explored her waist and back.
She pulled him on her. She felt he was hard. She suddenly felt she was aroused. She began to kiss him fiercley, passionately.
She wanted to make love to him.
He seemed to sense it in her kissing.
"Let's go upstairs, shall we?" he whispered gently into her ear before nibbling it.
They reached his big bedroom and before they knew it they were in bed together. Draco's hand sneaked inside her robes before pulling them off.
She pulled off his and observed his body. He was lean and muscular. He was very pale and a faint six pack was visible. Hermione kissed his chest and he moaned slightly.
He put one hand through her hair and kissed her neck. His lips travelled lower down and he pulled off her lace bra to reveal her round, full breasts. They weren't very big, but they were beautiful all the same. After giving both one equal love he kissed her stomach. She was beginning to moan.
She needed him. Now. He pulled off his pants as she did hers. He looked down and observed her full body.
She had a slight tan colour to her soft skin and she had lovely, long legs. She wasn't too skinny, but she wasn't fat. She was perfect.
"Please, Draco," she moaned.
Her voice made his manhood jerk and he went inside her. They both moaned and moved in time. It felt amazing.
They kept at it for hours and finally, they both slumped to the side, exhausted.
The smell of sweat and love filled their nostrils and Draco held Hermione in his arms. He didn't think about circumstances, he could think about that later.
He could think about the strange love he felt for her. But that didn't matter right now. That was the best sex he'd ever had.
As a young Slytherin, he'd had sex many times, and they had been good, but not like this. Nothing had ever been so perfect, so beautiful.
Hermione nuzzled against Draco's bicep. She felt content. Never before had she had such an amazing night. She'd slept with Ron a few times, they'd both tried hard to please eachother. It was nice, but it wasn't the same.
It wasn't so carelessly pleasing, and so lovable. She smiled to herself as she imagined Harry and Ron's reaction if they knew where she was right now.
She kissed the purebloods arm.
"Merry Christmas, Malfoy," she whispered.
"Merry Christmas, Granger."
Hi everyone!
Haha, I got pretty emotional writing the letters. It's weird to think Harry, Ron and Hermione have all grown up and are sort of drifting apart. It's so sad:(
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