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Chapter Twenty-One

The next morning, when Draco awoke, he immediately got out of bed and quickly got ready for classes. That day he was planning to seek out Harry and show him the letter that his mother had sent to him again and ask if he could him with figuring it out.

Draco pretty much ran up the stairs from the Slytherin dungeons two at a time and found Harry walking into the Great Hall with Hermione and Ron following.

'Hey, wait up!' He yelled to them. They all turned around and smiled to him. Hermione waved and Ron and Harry nodded to him.

When Draco reached them, he kissed Hermione sweetly and nodded to the other two while slipping his arm around her.

'Harry, could I talk to you for a moment?' Draco asked. Harry saw the serious look in his eyes and nodded curiously.

'Sure.' He answered. Draco kissed Hermione again before pulling Harry in the other direction. Both Ron and Hermione looked back at them suspiciously as they walked into the Great Hall for breakfast.

'Great, now I'm going to have to explain this to Hermione. Oh well, this is for the best.' Draco ran a hand through his hair. He turned back to look at Harry, who had his arms folded and was staring at him with a raised eyebrow. Draco sighed.

'Do you remember this?' Draco whispered showing Harry the letter from his mother covertly.

Harry took it and opened it. After scanning it through, he nodded his head and passed it back to Draco.

'Yeah, what about it?' He asked. Draco took it back and put it in his pocket, stalling for time.

'I want to tell Hermione about it today, though I'm not sure how. I need your help!' Draco said. Harry could see that he was clearly flustered.

'Ok, I'll help. But try not to do it today. How about on the weekend? That way you can break it to her while she's relaxed, not worrying about classes. That might make it easier on her.' Harry suggested. Draco nodded in thought.

'That could be a good idea. Than I could take her out, like, away from everything and explain it to her properly. Yeah, I'll do that. Can you help me with what I have to tell her?' Draco asked tentatively. Harry sighed and shook his head. Draco was useless.

'Yeah, I will. Let's talk about this later. Let's get into the Great Hall. I think Hermione might be getting jealous of me.' Harry joked and they walked into the Great Hall together, said goodbye and went their separate ways.

When Harry got to his table, Hermione and Ron stared at him curiously and questioningly.

'What was that all about?' Ron asked ever the one without any tact. Harry rolled his eyes.

'He had to ask me something important that you guys aren't allowed to know about. Don't worry, it's nothing completely horrible.' Harry smirked. Hermione still eyed him suspiciously, but let it go.

After breakfast, Draco, Sierra, Blaise and Pansy joined them outside the Great Hall and made their way to their first class.

Hermione was quiet the whole way there, and Draco found it odd, for someone who was usually so happy and chipper.

'What's wrong love?' He whispered into her hair. Hermione just shook her head and looked up at him, smiling.

'No, I'm fine. Just tired.' She answered. Hermione looked down at the ground again and Draco sighed.

'You're jealous that I talked with Harry this morning, aren't you?' He asked in another whisper.

'No, of course not.' She answered quickly, a little too quickly, in Draco's opinion. Too quickly for him to believe her, anyway.

He buried his face in her hair.

'You know I love you, right?' Draco asked. 'I didn't say anything to him that would hurt you, you know. I'm not getting rid of you at all.' Hermione felt herself lean against him as she walked and rested her head on his shoulder.

'I love you too.' She answered.

They had just reached the Potions classroom by now and they entered just in time, because Snape himself entered as they sat in their usual seats for that class.

'Good Morning class. Now, today we will be doing the potion, Amortentia. Now, who can tell me what this potion is?' Snape asked.

After a while, seeing as no one else had put up their hands, Hermione put up hers. She was sick of not getting picked for questions she knew the answer to. So, she had come to the conclusion, that she would only do it if no one else knew.

'No one? This is very disappointing. Miss Granger, I'm sure you could tell us, could you not.' Snape said. Hermione sighed. He never very nice, was he?

'Amortentia is a love potion, that when brewed properly, the brewer can smell what ever smell that they love.' Hermione answered. Snape nodded and turned back to the class.

'Today, as I said, we will be making said potion. The instructions are on the board, go.' Snape sneered and they all started getting their potions ingredients ready.

'Oh, and I forgot to mention, I want samples on my desk by the end of class.' Snape said; his usual trademark smirk on his face as everyone groaned.

By the time she was finished her potion, the sweet smell of Draco filled her nostrils. Hermione breathed in deeply and sighed, smiling.

'You can smell him, can't you?' Harry teased in a low voice. Hermione glared playfully at the boy and hit him on the shoulder. Harry laughed and then looked at her seriously.

'Do you really love him that much? Like, you want to marry him and give him children, that much?' Harry asked. Hermione looked at him, and saw the utter seriousness in his eyes. She looked at him thoughtfully.

'Yeah, I do. I want to spend the rest of my life with him Harry. I love him that much.' Hermione answered, smiling lightly. Harry grinned at her and put his arm around her, squeezing her to his side.

'That's brilliant. He loves you that much too you know.' He said, winking at her. Hermione just laughed and smiled.

'Hermione, when do you think that you would want children?' Harry asked. Hermione looked at him worriedly, but she was a little bit amused too.

'Where is this coming from, Harry? It's like you've suddenly just become really interested in my relationship with Draco.' Hermione said. Harry shrugged.

'I'm curious. You can ask me any questions you want to so with me and Sierra afterwards.' Harry said. Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes.

'Put it this way, I think that being a young mother would be really hard, but I want them. I'm not just not sure when, but I think I could handle it young.' Hermione answered truthfully.

Harry's grin got wider, if that was even possible, and Hermione narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

'What was this all about Harry Potter? Did Draco ask you to ask me this?' She asked. Harry looked mock shocked.

'What? How could you Hermione? Of course not!' Harry said. Hermione just shook her head and bottled her finished potion and gave it to Snape, who just looked at her and nodded his head.

Hermione flashed a quick smile at Draco, before sitting in her seat and resting her head on the table, thinking about what Harry had said.

I wonder why Harry asked me all that stuff. I mean, it just suddenly came out of the blue.

Maybe he wants us to get married as soon as we leave school.

I want that, but I don't. Oh, I'm so confused! I love him, but I don't know if I want that quite yet. At some point yes. I don't even know if I could handle it so young!

Did Draco put Harry up to asking me this?

I bet he did. I bet that this was what he was talking to him about this morning. Hermione continued thinking about what had just happened until the bell went for break. She packed up all of her belongings and waited for her friends to pack up also. She smiled gently at Draco and he took her hand as they walked out of the room together.

'Draco, what did you talk to Harry about this morning?' Hermione asked innocently. Draco smiled at her cheekily.

'You don't get to find out until the weekend, love.' He said mysteriously. Hermione rolled her eyes.

'Does it have anything to do with marriage, or children?' She asked. Draco stopped dead in his tracks and when Hermione looked back at him with a confused expression, she saw that his face had completely blanched and he was staring straight ahead, standing stock still.

'Draco, baby, what's wrong?' Hermione asked, walking up to him and waving a hand in front of his face.

'Wh-what gave you that idea?' He asked in a choked voice. Hermione looked at him even more curiously.

'Harry was asking me all sorts of questions about how much I loved you and whether I wanted children young and whether I wanted to get married young and stuff like that. Why?' She asked. Draco hissed under his breath and he was finally able to move again. The colour had also come back into his face.

'Bastard.' Draco hissed.

'What's wrong Draco?' Hermione said firmly. Draco sighed, running a hand through his hair. It happened to be a nervous habit that he had picked up from Harry. He had to admit, it did help calm his nerves somewhat.

'Looks like I'm going to have to tell you today. I was planning on telling you on the weekend, where it had time to sink in properly, but since Harry asked you those damn questions, which I will get back at him for by the way, I'll have to tell you tonight. Come to the Room of Requirement after dinner, alright?' He asked. Hermione nodded and he took her hand again, and they ran to catch up to the others, who were waiting for them in the Entrance Hall.

'Did you two stop for a quick snog before deciding to catch up?' Ron asked suggestively. He was grinning like a maniac and the others laughed lightly at his joke.

'No, we didn't, and Harry, you're dead meat mate. I said we'd wait to tell her you fool!' Draco almost yelled. Harry at least had the decency to flush with slight colour.

They all looked at them strangely.

'What's this all about?' Blaise asked. They all looked at both of them, completely confused.

'Never mind, you'll find out soon enough anyway.' Draco said with a sigh.

Hermione spent the rest of that day until dinner wondering about what it was that Draco had to tell her.

That night, Hermione took Harry's invisibility cloak again and made her way to the Room of Requirement. She found Draco standing in the shadows of the tapestry, waiting for her.

She tapped him on the shoulder, and when she saw him jump away and pull out his wand, she giggled and went up behind him.

'It's just me you know. You can lower you wand.' She whispered. Draco let out sigh of relief and turned around, she took off the cloak and he enveloped her in a huge hug.

'Hey you.' He whispered. She could tell he was a little jumpy, so she kissed him on the cheek and pulled back.

'Shall we go in now?' She asked. Draco nodded and went over to the wall opposite, walked past it three times, when a door appeared and he opened it, motioning her in first with a sweep of his arm like a muggle butler.

Hermione giggled and swept into the room before Mrs. Norris or Filch came past and Draco was right at her heels.

She sat down on one of the couches and Draco sat beside her and wrapped her in his arms, rubbing his face into her hair and breathed in deeply.

'I love you.' He muttered. Hermione looked at him.

'I love you too, but what did you have to tell me?' She asked him. Draco sighed and took the letter from his mother out of his pocket. He handed it to her and she looked at it with curious eyes.

'What is this?' She asked.

'It's a letter from my mother, I received it while you were, um, "visiting," my mansion.' Draco winced as he felt Hermione shudder at the memories she thought she had repressed.

'What does it say?' She asked carefully. Draco snorted.

'You'll have to read it, dear. I'm not going to tell you. Don't worry, the letter says it all. Oh, and that was the first time I ever heard about it. Just so you know.' He said. Draco still hadn't let go of the wonderful beauty in his arms, and he wasn't about to.

He watched as Hermione opened the letter and began to read it. He heard her hands shake and held her tighter.

When she finished, she pulled back from him slightly so he would look into her eyes.

'Is all of this true?' She asked quietly. Draco nodded, without breaking eye contact. Draco saw the tears that slid down her face.

'I'm not having you die Draco Malfoy. You'll have you child.' She whispered. Draco took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

'I never could have asked for a better girlfriend.' He whispered.

'I'll be there for you Draco. But, when is your birthday, we need a deadline.' She said with a small smile.

'I actually didn't think that you'd take this so well.' He said, using his thumb to wipe the tears off of her soft cheeks. 'My Birthday is in a week. On Friday to be exact.'

Hermione looked thoughtfully to herself.

'So, we have exactly a year.' She said to herself. Draco nodded absent-mindedly.

'And pregnancy takes at least nine months. For muggles anyway, I'm not sure if it's the same for us. Is it?' She looked up at him questioningly.

'It's about 7 months for us. Mum told me, not that I wanted to know of course.' Draco added. Hermione giggled.

'So, I would have to get pregnant within the next. . .' She looked thoughtful as she counted up the months. '5 months, or else it will be too late?'

'Yes, it seems like it.' Draco answered. Hermione bit her lip, focused her eyes on the ground and looked a bit anxious. Draco noticed this and lifted her head to look up into his eyes.

'What is it, love?' He asked her. Hermione looked down again and when she spoke, her voice was little above a whisper.

'I think I might already be pregnant.' Draco looked at her with wide-eyes.

'What do you mean? When was it?' He asked.

'I've been rather violently sick lately and my stomach hurts and I've just been so lethargic. I think that it was form last night. I don't get it. I haven't been to see Madame Pomfrey yet though. I'm scared of what she'll say.' Hermione answered, her voice still not raising much above a whisper. Draco hugged her tightly.

'You have to go see her Hermione. This will help both of us. You have to. I'll go with you if you want.' He said to her. She looked up at him.

'Would you?' She asked him, watching him with hope in her eyes.

'Of course I would! Why don't we go over the weekend, when we have the time?' He asked her. Hermione nodded her head and hugged Draco tightly. After all these revelations, she was indeed very tired.

'What time is it, love?' She asked quietly. Draco looked down at the analogue watch that he was given when he was younger and looked at it with confusion.

'I'm sure we haven't been in here that long. It's 1a.m.' He said. Hermione looked up with a curious expression.

'That's odd.' She muttered. 'Oh well, I better get to bed. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?' She said. Draco nodded and kissed her softly, before they both rose from their position on the couch and made their way to the door.

'Do you want to go under the Invisibility cloak, just in case?' She whispered to him. Draco nodded and hopped under the cloak with her, before they opened the door. They saw no one there, so Draco hopped out from under it after kissing Hermione and casting a disillusionment charm on himself and walking away.

Hermione followed suit. They made their way to their dormitories, and after collapsing on their beds, they knew that neither of them was going to get any sleep that night.

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