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The morning was dark and quiet aside from the distant roll of thunder. There was going to be a downpour in a matter ofm inutes, so Hermione and Draco saw no immediate need to leave the bed. They remained snuggled in each other's arms for what seemed like ages, watching early morning cartoons that Hermione used to watch when she was younger. Sever since she'd introduced Draco to them, he insisted on watching them every time they were on.

"It seems like yestersay I sat in front of the TV with my juice box and cookies and watched these all day… only when my grandmother babysat me of course." Hermione murmered as a cat on the screen chased after a mouse with an oversized mallot. Draco looked down at his wife's small form.

"You weren't allowed if your parents were home?" he asked her, stroking her hair lightly. He knew better than to run his fingers through the curly mop, especially right after she woke up.

"Well, I was only allowed to watch one hour a day, and there was only one hour of playtime too. Why do you think I'm so work oriented now?" Hermione giggled, remembering how she would read Herman Melville and Charles Dickens at age nine.

"Your lucky though, sweetheart. Lucky that your parents cared like that. I would have been so grateful to have parents that cared so much about my future. All my parents ever did was argue, they didn't have time for me… I wish I had these cartoons, it would have been a welcome distraction." Draco tried to laugh it off, but Hermione could tell that he was hurting. His eyes had a far away look to them, and Hermione couldn't stand it. She turned his chin to her and looked him in the eye.

"It isn't your fault, Draco. What matters is the man you are now. Just look at yourself. You are the most wonderful husband anyone could ask for, and you are a great provider. You always know how to take care of me, give me everything I need and more. And I know you always will. You have a good heart." She said softly, placing her hand on his chest over his heart. His face softened a littlle.

"I just don't want to be like him, I don't want to ever be like him towards our child…" He trailed off, his worried expression returning.

"Draco, I am going to say this in full confidence. You will NEVER be like him. I know that for sure. You are going to be an amazing father." Hermione smiled her dazzling smile and the worry in Draco's stomach just dropped right out. He pulled her close to him, having cought her smile.

"What would I do without you?" he asked, holding her tight. But before Hermione could answer, there was a knock at the door.

"Are you two descent?" came Ginny's voice from the other side of the door.

"Yes, come on in!" Hermione called back to her. Ginny opened the door, holding a disgruntled looking Stella with a bringht red face.

"The doctor is at the door for you! Weird, I didn't think he did house calls, especially for this kind of thing… Anyway he's down in the living room." Ginny told them, trying to get Stella to stop squirming, "Stella has always been deathly afraid of thunderstorms so I won't be able to entertain him long, unless he enjoys the sight of babies crying their eyes out…" Before she finished her sentence Hermione was out of bed and running to the closet.

"Don't sweat it, we'll be down in just a minute." Draco said, leaving the bed himself. Ginny nodded and gave a little smile, tucking a few loose pieces of hair behind her ear just as Stella burst out in tears. Hermione, meanwhile, was frantically looking for a presentable outfit and was running back and forth across the room to the mirror and back to the closet when her husband caught her by the waist, stopping her as she was about to grab something else from the closet.

"Relax, sweetheart. Just put something on. It's only a doctor, I'm sure he won't mind. Everything is going to be alright, okay?" he smiled, stroking her cheek with his thumb. Hermione smiled and took a long moment to give her husband a deep kiss.

"Just give me one more minute?" she said, finally settling on jeans and a flowing silky blouse.

When they arrived downstairs, the doctor was waiting in the living room as expected, but did not look one bit as expected. He had a ton of black hair that stuck out in all directions, dark green eyes with big round spectacles, a button down hawaiian shirt, cargo shorts, and flip flops. He did, however, carry a professional medical bag.

"Good morning Doctor!" Hermione said politely, reaching her hand out in greeting. He hesitated a moment, then grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously.

"Please, dear, call me Isaiah!" the doctor insisted, now reaching out for Draco's hand.

"Isaiah, why are you here? We had an appointment at your office this afternoon." Draco asked, scratching his head sleepily.

"Yes, well I came back early and after so much travel, I figured I'd get some fresh air and come to you instead! Saved you a trip!" Isaiah told them, motioning for them to have a seat on the couch, which they did,

"You're lucky the rain hasn't started yet, it's supposed to be quite a storm!" Hermione commented, grasping her husband's hand in excitement.

"I did see that coming, that's also why I decided to come now!" Isaiah said quickly, giving them a quirky smile, "So! Down to business. You obviously camr to my office for a reason, not just mere chit chat! I hear we're having difficulty getting pregnant?" he asked, looking from husband to wife.

"Yes, you see I have some kind of egg deficiency, and chances are microscopic…" Hermione said sadly, looking down at her lap. Draco gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and she smiled weakly at him.

"Well, I have good news for you, my dear, I can fix that!" The doctor smiled and Hermione looked up at him in disbelieving happiness.

"You can?" Draco asked excitedly, shifting closer to the edge of his seat.

"Of course! Just give me a minute now…" he said, reaching into his bag. Hermione and Draco watched in anticipation as he pulled out of it, a golf club, an inhaler, a large medical text book, something that resembled a small rat, and an iron box. The bag reminded Hermione of Mary Poppins and her never ending bag. Setting the medical bag aside, Isaiah set the iron boc in front of him on the table and opened it carefully.

"You must handle this potion with the utmost care, it must be refrigerated to 30 degrees and ONLY Hermione can touch the bottle. Should anyone else touch it, it will have disasterous consequences." He warned them grimly.

"What kind of consequences?" Draco asked uneasily as the doctors face grew completely serious.

"I don't even know for sure, only the suppliers really do. But I'm under the impression that it's some kind of serious burning." He said darkly. Draco was worried about this medicine.

"Darling, are you positive that you want to try to take this medicine?" Draco asked Hermine under hid breath. He just had a strange feeling about it.

"It's completely harmless to her, of course. No hazard for the drinker." Isaiah interrupted. Hermione looked at Isaiah then back at Draco.

"We'll just be very careful, like he said. Don't worry, soon we'll have a baby of our own and everything will be fine." Hermione's smile was reassuring, and though he was still shaken by these consequences, he wasn't about to stand in the way of not only her happiness, but theirs.

"Okay, we'll do it." Draco told the doctor, pulling his wallet out of his back pocket. The doctor smiled broadly and closed the iron box again, pushing it towards Hermione.

"Before I go, I'll warn you, you might feel different in the first week or two of taking it, it's nothing to be worried about. Natural side effects can include nausea, dizziness, and light- headedness." He told her firmly.

"How much will it be then, Isaiah?" Draco asked, wallet poised and ready to be emptied.

"It's going to be 30 gold pieces." He told them, packing up the rest of his bag. Draco got out the money and handed it over.

"Take extra care, before you know it, you'll be in the hospital!" Isaiah winked as he headed for the door. Hermione smiled at him, walking him out.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to stay here and wait out the storm?" Draco asked him as he got on a long yellow trench coat that had been hanging on a hook by the door.

"Oh no, I couldn't possibly impose like that!" Isaiah said, afterwhich he suddenly jerked to his left, rubbing his eyes under his glasses. "I really, must be going now. I have appointments to get to."

"Is everything ok, Isaiah?" Hermione asked worriedly, reaching out to steady him. He swatted her hand away.

"No, Mrs. Malfoy, I'll be just fine. Just not feeling so well today, you know how it is on planes…" but he was interrupted by another spasm.

"Are you positive? We can make you some soup…" Hermione comtinued.

"No, no, I just need to get to bed! Goodbye, good luck with the potion!" he said as he raced out of the door.

"Poor guy, traveling all week and now he's getting sick!" Hermione pouted, closing the door.

"Hermione." Draco said from behind her. She turned and he was immediately there, pinning her against the door. Her breath cought in her throat and his lips were inches from hers. God this felt like the first time he brought her home…

"Draco?" she asked playfully, smiling at him as he moved his hands down her body, his breath hot on her cheek.

"We're going to have a baby." He smiled softly, hoisting her up around his waist. Hermione smiled at him.

"We're going to have a baby." She smiled back at him he cought her lips in a passionate kill. Her back scraped against the door, the knob pressing painfully on her tailbone, but she didn't care. All she could think about was kissing him. He suddenly backed her away from the door and walked upstairs, continuously kissing her all the way to their room. Hermione could feel his erection against the heat pooling between her legs and she had to come up to breathe as they fell on the bed in a tagled mess. Draco's mouth immediately went to her neck and nibbled and licked the soft flesh there, Hermione writhing and gasping underneath him. As he did that, she ran her hands up his back under his shirt and felt the muscles there flexing as he moved on top of her.

"Get… this… off!" she panted, tugging at his shirt for good measure. Though reluctant to leave the delicious skin of his wife's neck, he pulled away just long enough for her to lift the shirt up over his head. Once it was off, Draco was longing to get her's off too, and he pulled her up onto his lap so he could undo the silky blouse from the front and push it off of her shoulders before he lay her back down again. Her lacy bra barely concealed her nipples, which poked out, begging to be sucked, a request he couldn't resist. Unhooking the bra from the back, Draco immediately dove on Hermione's left nipple, which made her gasp out in pleasure and hold his head there, begging him to continue. As he sucked, he passaged the other mound, squeezing and pinching her nipple so that she was biting backs screams. She was about to let one loose when Draco came away from her beautiful breasts and kissed his way down to the band of her jeans. He slowly unbuttoned them, looking up at her all the while. It was so sexy the way her breasts sat, tantalizing him… and the look on her face drove him wild with anticipation. It was a mix of desire, happiness, ecstasy… his favorite look that passed her face.

"Ohhh Draco don't torture meee…" Hermione moaned as he slid the jeans off of her hips and down her legs along with her underwear. Draco took a second to look at his wife's naked body before he continued. She was beautiful. Her hair was tausled and she was reclining on the bed gracefully, giving her the look of a goddess. Her milky skin was without blemish and her slender legs looked miles long. His eyes came to rest on her perfect stomach, where he knew would hold the most precious of things for them. Someday soon, a baby would be growing there, a product of their love. Draco was filled with love for his wife and he leaned over of body to give her a deep kiss.

"Are you ok love?" Hermione asked him when he pulled away. His eyes were so full of love, dark and beautiful.

"I'm fine, I just love you so much. I can't wait to have a family with you." Draco said softly. Hermione smiled.

"I love you too." She said back. And they moved rhythmically together as they made love into the day.

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