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A/N/News: I have written this chapter so many times and I think that I finally got it right. Thank you to cares 1970, HeartsGlow, Lucys-corner, and guests reviewers for your reviews.
For anyone that is reading The Secret Life Of The British Squib (and if you're not please do, I think that it is one of my best fanfics) I have not given up on it. I just don't want the next chapter to ruin the fanfic, it needs to be written carefully, and I can't just have it skip to different parts of the day and week like I tend to do. I am currently planning it out and it should be posted on Sunday, Monday, or Tuesday.
I'm leaving for Cape Cod tomorrow evening and will be returning Sunday afternoon, and I won't be able to update at all during that time period, so I am trying to get some updates done today.
I would like to say that my stories change as I go along with them, take this one for an example. And of course Love Can Change Everything just recently turned into a Harry Potter and Twilight crossover, so don't get mad when things change in any of my fics.
I know that some people are not liking how UnexpectedLovers is turning out so if you have any ideas for another Harry/Hermione fanfic , any other pairings are good to, I try to avoid writing slash though, then leave them in a review or PM. If you have any suggestions for any of my current fanfics then leave those in a review or PM (I would love some suggestions for How To Save A Life I am running out of ideas for that one). Anyway, enough of my blabbering, I hope that you all like this chapter!
Thursday October 19
Hermione had been excused from dueling because of her pregnancy. Yes the whole school knew now. Draco had decided to enlighten Blaise and Pansy on the fact that he was going to be a father and someone had overheard, and the news spread like a wild fire on steroids.
When Hermione walked down the halls there were always people, staring, whispering, and pointing. It wasn't that Hermione wasn't used to it, people had been staring at her since the beginning of the year. You know, the whole, war hero, golden girl, best friend and now girlfriend of Harry Potter thing. But now she had yet another reason to be talked about, because she was having Draco Malfoy's baby.
It was much worse than in the fourth year.
It was bad for Harry too though, because ontop of being 'The Boy that Just Won't Die' he was the boyfriend of the pregnant girl.
Hermione was sitting at a desk in the back of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, her hands resting on her still flat stomach. She wasn't really paying attention to the dueling that was going on. She was too scared to.
After breakfast Draco had informed her that they had gotten permission to floo to the Malfoy Manor to visit his parents. Hermione had asked if they could visit hers instead. But she finally agreed to go after Draco had promised to visit her family during Christmas break.
There were many reasons why Hermione did not want to go to the Malfoy Manor. The first being that she didn't want to get anywhere near the manor in which she had had to endure Bellatirx the Bitch's (as Hermione called her) torture. The second was that Hermione didn't want to be anywhere near the man, Lucius Malfoy, who had said some rather rude things to her parents in the book store in the second year.
Hermione wasn't as afraid to see Narcissa, because she had after all saved Harry from death, though she was bound to be angry with Hermione for dirtying the blood line.
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Hermione sat in the last and most boring class of the day, History of Magic.
". . .yet Boblo the Glob got executed in 1324 for using a wizards wand by Kolmen Cororary. . . ." Binns droned on and on.
We already learned all of this. Maybe it would be a little less boring if be taught us something that he hasn't already. . . .
Ten more minutes. . . . .ten more minutes until my doom . . .ten more minutes until I re-live my nightmares. . . .ten more minutes until I have to officially meet the father of my baby's parents. . . .
"Class is dismissed," Binns said in the same bored voice and Hermione slowly got out of her seat and took several deep breaths before walking out of the classroom.
"Hey! Hermione! Wait!" Hermione turned around to see Harry standing a few feet away from the outside of the classroom, waling over to her, and a huge smile spread across her face as she ran and jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and crashing her lips to his with a moan.
Harry turned them around and pressed her back up against the wall, running his lips over hers. Hermione parted her lips, letting Harry's tongue slip into her mouth and being the battle for dominance. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck, pulling him in closer as he began to slip his hands under her robes-
"Miss Granger! Mr. Potter!" Harry and Hermione sprung away from each other at the sound of their Headmistress' voice.
Bloody hell.
"I apologize for that Professor, I know that it was highly inappropriate for us to be dong int the hallway, I-"
"I'll let it go this once. Now, Miss Granger, get to my office, Mr. Malfoy is waiting for you there to go to the manor, Mr. Potter, go and do your homework," McGonagall said. Harry, pecked Hermione on the cheek one last time and hurried off down the hall.
"I must apologize again-"
"I already said I'll let it go, unless you would like detention?"
"No Professor," Hermione said quickly.
"Okay then, get to my office, I am going to a meeting, Professor Mosaic is there to over see your floo transport," McGonagall said before walking away and Hermioen hurried off towards the Gryffindor tower.
Hermione ran up to the girls dormitories and changed into white button up shirt, tucked into a black pencil skirt. then she tamed her hair the best she could. She slipped on her black heels and ran out of the tower, hurrying off towards the Headmistress' office.
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Professor Mosaic was a pretty young woman. She was slightly plump with blue eyes and long strawberry blonde hair that she always had held up in a loose bun, or down.
Hermione decided, as she waved to her and Draco as they stepped into the fire-place that she was one of her favorite teachers. She hadn't asked any questions, no she had acted like seeing two teen parents that had only jut become friends off to the fathers house by floo was something that she did everyday. And Hermione liked that.
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Hermione stumbled out of the fireplace, stumbling and falling on top of Draco who had just stepped out, surprising him and knocking him over.
"Watch it Granger!" he snapped.
"You watch it Malfoy," she muttered, trying to pull herself back up to her feet only to fall over again, her heel getting caught on Draco's robes. "Oh fuck it," she cursed as she struggled pull her foot loose.
"Draco! You're home!" a female voice said excitedly and Hermione looked up from her awkward position on top of Draco, her shoe still tangled up in his robes, to see Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. Lucius hovering by the door, and Narcissa, standing right behind them.
"Er, hi Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, it's very nice to meet you," Hermione said, smiling weakly, knowing that she was blushing furiously.
"Oh, let me help you up, you shouldn't be lying on the floor, it will hurt the baby," Narcissa said smiling at Hermione, holding her hand out to the younger woman.
Hermione tried her best to hide the surprise from her face as she took Narcissa's hand and allowed her to help her to her feet.
"Thank you Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said.
"You're welcome, now come in and take a seat, I trust that you are getting enough rest, the Headmistress is allowing you breaks right-"
"Narcissa," Lucius' smooth voice rung out from the other side of the room, cutting his wife off.
"Don't worry, I'm getting plenty of rest, and I don't need breaks yet, I'm not even showing," Hermione said, glancing at Lucius, who was now seated on one of the two black leather sofas.
"Take a seat and I'll go get some tea," Narcissa said, ushering Hermione over to the sofa that Draco was sitting on.
"Your mum is very nice," Hermione murmured under her breath to him. Draco just smirked and nodded, watching his mother walk out of the room.
Hermione felt out of place here, the clothes that she was wearing were the some of dressiest that she had, but nothing near as nice as the Malfoy's. Narcissa was wearing a long satin red dress, her long blonde hair pulled into an elegant bun and Lucius was wearing black dress robes, his long blonde hair pulled back into a low pony tail.
"So father, how are things going?" Draco asked after a few minutes, apparently trying to make conversation, though Hermione wished that he wouldn't, at least not until Narcissa got back.
"You fucked a mudblood, you bloodline dirtying-"
"Lucius!" Narcissa walked back into the room, carrying a tray of tea and biscuits, "We're going to grandparents! Cheer up!" she added, picking up a tea cup and taking a sip before setting it down on one of the coasters on the dark wood coffee table. She's happy about this?
"Harry wanted me to thank you," Hermione said to Narcissa, who smiled knowing exactly what Hermione was talking about.
"Tell him that he's very welcome," she said. Lucius mumbled something that to Hermione sounded kind of like, "should've let 'im die,". Narcissa shot her husband a sharp look and winked at Hermione, who had to admit she was beginning to like Narcissa more and more.
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"So, I'm already beginning to set up a nursery in the manor for the weekends, though I can't paint it or pick everything out until we find out the sex, but I'm thinking a light green if it's a boy and a light purple if it's a girl, for the paint that is," Narcissa said to Hermione. Lucius was arguing quietly with Draco, and Hermione heard her name said several times, but she ignored them the best she could and concentrated on what Narcissa, her favorite by far of the two parents, was saying.
"That will be wonderful Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said, smiling at the blonde.
"Oh, enough of that, call me Narcissa,"
"Well then, that would be wonderful Narcissa," Hermione said.
"Well it has been nice, Mother and Father, but we have to get back to school," Draco said, rising up from his seat. Hermione glanced at the clock on the wall, five-fifteen.
"Oh, stay for dinner!" Narcissa said.
"We can't mother, we were supposed to be back at the school five minutes ago," Draco said.
"Thank you so much for having us," Hermione said, standing up.
"Thank God, get rid of the filth," Lucius muttered.
"I apologize for Lucius. . .he's having a hard time adjusting," Narcissa said.
"Oh, it's okay," Hermione said, she had to admit, she had thought that both of Draco's parents would be acting like Lucius was, so she really couldn't complain.
"We have to leave!" Draco said from over by the fire place.
"It was nice to meet you," Hermione said one last time before joining Draco at the fire place.
Draco threw a handful of floo powder in.
"Minevra McGonagall's office at Hogwarts!" he said before stepping in, Hermione following suit.
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Hermione walked out of the fire place after Draco, this time managing not to fall over.
"Your mother is so nice!" she gushed.
"I'm sorry about my father-"
"It's fine, your mother make ups for it," Hermione said.
"You should be getting to dinner," a voice said from across the large office and Hermione turned to see McGonagall sitting there, her eyes twinkling in a way that made Hermione's chest clench, it reminded her so much of Dumbledore. . .
"Thank you for letting us use the floo," Hermione said, smiling at the elderly woman.
"You're very welcome, now go and and eat, both of you, " McGonagall said. Hermione nodded and hurried out of the office, followed by Draco.
"We really should visit your parents again, I'm sure that I can get Lucius to like me," Hermione said.
"Not likely," Draco muttered.
"Oh lighten up, your father really isn't that bad," Hermione said, giggling, "I mean is 'filthy mudblood' really the best he can do?" she added in question.
"No, he can do way worse," Draco said, he was smirking.
"I knew he liked me, at least a little," Hermione said, smug.
"Or he was just trying to stay out of a fight with Mother, she's lethal,"
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Hermione walked into the common room where Harry was sitting and working on his Potions essay.
"Hey Harry," she said, sitting down beside him.
"Hey 'Mione, how'd it go?" he asked, setting down his essay and giving Hermione a quick kiss on the cheek.
"I thanked Narcissa for you, she's very nice, surprisingly nice. Lucius, was. . . .rude, and made some 'filthy mudblood' comments, but I expected much worse from him. And get this, Narcissa is actually excited about the baby, she's not mad at all, so really, it went well," Hermione said before going into detail about what had happend.
When she was done going over her night Harry presses his lips to hers in a slow sensual kiss, slipping his tongue in her parted lips before lifting her up and putting her on his lap so that she was straddling him. Hermione moaned and began to grind into his errection.
There were only a few other people in the common room, some third years, and they were at a table, working on homework.
"We can't do anything, Harry," Hermione whispered, though she wished that they could, she really, really did.
"I know," Harry said with a sigh, glancing over at the third years, who were looking in their direction and sliding Hermione back onto the couch beside him.
"This weekend's a Hogsmeade weekend, do you want to go to Three Broomsticks or something?" Hermione asked.
"That would be great, we need more time together," Harry agreed, kissing her lightly on the lips.
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Hermione and Harry stayed up talking and working on homework late into the night, until eventually Hermione let out a yawn and rose to her feet, stretching.
"I need to go to bed," she murmured.
"We both should," Harry said, also standing up.
"Goodnight, see you in the morning," Hermione said before kissing Harry on the lips one last time before heading up the stairs to her dorm.
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When Hermione awoke on Friday morning and climbed out of bed she was greeted the the pleasant surprise of not feeling like she was going to vomit. She smiled, this was going to be a good day, she could tell already, not vomiting was always a good omen.
Hermione dressed in her uniform and pulled her hair into a low side pony tail before heading downstairs to meet Harry and Ron to head down to breakfast.
But when she got downstairs, people were crying.
A/N: This was a longer chapter than usual. I would love reviews and suggestions. Remember to check out my other fics.
~HarryPotterandTwilightFan