Chapter 17

Hermione's point of view

Everything quickly turned back to normal. Ron heard about what had happened to me and he had been wracked with guilt. It's funny how almost dying put everything into perspective for him. He even thanked Draco for making sure that I didn't die. It was actually a very funny thing to watch because you could tell that Ron was tying very hard to put his pride aside. So much so that his face had turned almost as red as his hair in embarrassment.

Both Ginny and Luna were heavily pregnant and I had been warned by McGonagall that I needed to start trying. The conversation was all together embarrassing. She even asked me if I needed any fertility potions or charms. I left her office extremely embarrassed. Me and Draco had a good laugh about it later but I knew we both were thinking about the inevitable.

After every day that passed I felt more and more ready to be with Draco in that way. I trusted him more than I trusted myself but I was scared- What if I wasn't any good? I'd never done it before and I knew that Draco had. What if he didn't love me anymore afterwards?

I knew my fears were quite silly and deep in my heart I knew that I would be fine and Draco would make it as easy for me as he could. He hadn't tried anything so I knew that I'd have to make the first move. I was scared but it had to happen soon. We needed to have a baby.

A baby. A screaming infant. I was terrified of being a mother. All the classes we had taken hadn't made me feel prepared to look after a tiny human. I thought I'd have a career before I had a baby, but no I was having a baby whilst I was still in school. Something that I had never dreamed of having or doing. I was scared but at the same time I wanted a mini-Draco running around. He would have blonde curly hair and his father's cheeky smile but he would have my brain. My brain was of course superior to Draco's.

Draco's point of view

That night after lessons Hermione was getting ready in the bathroom and I was finishing of some homework that was due in tomorrow.

I heard her soft footfalls on the stairs and then I felt her arms around my neck. I continued to write whilst resting my head on her arms. Then she began to kiss my neck and fire shot down my spine. I turned around putting the quill down and she straddled my lap bringing her lips to mine. The kisses started off softly and then they became more passionate with Hermione deepening the kiss until I felt like my blood was boiling.

I lifted her light form up and carried her to the bed where I laid her down, my hand moving up her back and into her beautiful mess of curls. Her hands were pulling me so close that I swear I could feel her heart beating on my chest.

I broke the kiss and saw the love shining in her eyes, but I couldn't stop seeing that little bit of fear that was hiding in the curve of her smile.

"Are you sure?"

"I love you." And she pulled me back down on top of her. Nimbly she undid my shirt and began to stroke my chest making me shiver in pleasure. My hands found the hem of her nightgown and she raised her arms so that I could pull it over her head.

"God, you're so beautiful," I whispered in awe as I took in her velvety skin. Her cheeks blushed delicately and I kissed her. I loved her more than was physically possible, as we made love I felt that I could burst from the force of it.

Hermione's point of view

Afterwards he stroked my back lazily and I... there was no way to explain how he had made me feel- how he makes me feel. It had been amazing and I knew that I shouldn't have worried at all. It was everything I had imagined and more.

I loved him so much. I know I say that a lot but I do. It's an all consuming love that is a steady as a mountain. I love him.

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"You what!?" Ginny exclaimed her face showing her shock, "How was it?" I laughed nervously, it was weird being asked these questions.

"It was good."

"Yey! I'm so happy for you!" She jumped on me practically suffocating me with the baby bump, "Do you want to feel it kick?" She asked when she managed to pull herself out of the hug. Without waiting for an answer she grabbed my hand and began to move it around her belly. Then I felt it- a gentle pressure just under the skin.

"Woah."

"Cool right?" For the next half an hour we just sat in her rooms and felt the baby kick. It was amazing and I felt myself anticipating the time when I would be able to feel a baby kicking inside me. My little baby boy. Well I pictured a baby boy. I mean there was a 50 percent chance that it could be a girl too and I didn't really mind what I had. I could imagine myself having boys more, maybe about three. Or maybe two boys and a girl- that would be a nice balance.

I shook my head trying to remove those thoughts. I only needed one now, but I did want them all to be similar ages. However, there is no way I could deal with three kids. Thinking realistically I had no money apart from the money from summer jobs and money from family. I would need a job, and a house and a car. Gosh there is so much to think about. I should definitely just stick with having the one, for now anyway.

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