Disclaimer: I do not own these characters neither do I make any money from this. Alright so we're almost to 2000 reads. Let me know what you think 3. Just remember everything you say is read and will probably even replied to. (Good or bad. I try to take the bad ones in a good way. Iwill also be using a song called "cant help falling in love with you" by Elvis Presley. One of my favs.

HERMIONE'S POV:

My parents are coming here.

My parents will meet Lady Narcissa Malfoy.

Oh my god I am freaking out. The Malfoys are so rich and so… different! What if everything goes wrong? I am so scared.

NORMAL POV:

Hermione is wearing a black dress, it touches the floor. It's a mermaid dress, and it brings out figure very well. Her belly is starting to show already. She put up her hair in an elegant low bun, in a way that Narcissa wouldn't be able to say anything bad about it. Just the slightest bit of makeup. She looked perfect.

Draco wore a black coat, at Hermione's request. He thought he looked quite handsome but what would his witch mother say? What would his mother say when he told her that Hermione was pregnant?

He looked over at Hermione. You could see her belly growing already. She was putting on earrings infront of the mirror, and she looked ravishing. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. Even in Yule ball she didn't look this good.

The black dress brought out her curves in the right places, The earrings revealed her jawline perfectly, and the easy makeup? Damn, he thought. He never likes too much makeup, neither did Hermione.

He slightly went up behind her and placed his hand on her stomach from behind. She smiled at him in the mirror. He could see how nervous she was.

"Relax Hermione, you'll be fine" He turned her around so his hands were resting on her hips and her hands hanging.

"It's scary"

"You look beautiful!" He complimented her then kissed her on her lips. He could smell her perfume.

"I don't know it's like…" She trailed off.

He took his hands away suddenly and walked over to the radio. With a wave of his hands, he turned it on.

"Come on!" He put his hand.

"Draco we'll be late!" She scolded.

"We have thirty minutes left Hermione. It'll be okay. Come on!" He still hadn't taken back his hand.

She put forward her hand and he scooped her up in his arms. One of her hands on his shoulder, the other with Draco's left hand. Draco's right hand on her hip. Snow was falling outside, but the temperature was perfect here. He put his head on her shoulder; she was a head shorter than him.

"Wise men say, only fools rush in…

But I can't help, falling in love with you.

Shall I stay?

Would it be a sin?

If I can't help falling in love with you?"

The song continued as the young couple danced away. Laughing and yelling, in front of the fire.

"For I can't help falling in love with you

For I can't help falling in love with you…"

Even after the song ended, they danced to nothing.

Suddenly a poof sound interrupted them. On instinct they both picked up their wands. It was Hermione's parents. They both quite looked wonderful.

"We aren't allowed to Draco's house directly. We have to go through here." Hermione's mother looked away, trying not to embarrass her daughter who was having a beautiful moment with her husband to be.

"I forgot about that. Let's go, we'll be late" Hermione started panicking.

"Mrs. Granger. It's always a pleasure to meet you!" Draco greeted.

"Likewise" she stated.

The Grangers and Draco walked to the headmistress's office, led by Hermione. The walk there exhausted Hermione so much that she had to rest in the headmistress's office for a couple minutes before she could walk again. Draco, seeing her condition was getting more and more worried. What if something was wrong with his child?