Hermione's eyes began to glow with hatred, and the look on Draco's face
softened. Hermione, surprised by this change, took a step back.
"You, Malfoy, did every thing under the fucking sun to deserve that. If you hadn't touched me at all two months ago, then I would be in fucking classes right now. I would be acting like a normal fucking teen. No, Draco Malfoy couldn't let me do that though, could he. God Dammit Malfoy, you ask me what you did to fucking deserve that, when you did everything to deserve it." Hermione said, in an icy tone. Draco's look softened even more, and a look of definite surprise showed on his face.
"Granger, you can't just say something like that and get away with it. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? I shouldn't have touched you, but you don't say something like that with out a god damned explanation." Draco said harshly, his voice softening.
"If you had thought about it you would fucking know what it meant. Wait, you don't use your brain to think when someone is talking. You just use it when you are fucking someone. Well to make it easy for you, Malfoy, I am pregnant. Two months pregnant."" Hermione said. She started to run off when she felt Draco's hand grab her arm softly. She turned around and was surprised to see a new emotion in Draco's eyes.
"What, you, your pregnant? Oh my god, I shouldn't have touched you. Let me help you take care of the baby when it's born. Please Hermione. I owe you that much." Draco said. Hermione detected sadness mixed with a bit of happiness in Draco's eyes.
"God damn it Malfoy, don't call me Hermione. You have no right. And you have no right, no right whatsoever, to take care of me or my baby during this trying stage. You have no right to any part of this child's birth, or life. As far as I am concerned the baby won't even know your goddamned name. You will stay out of my baby's life because you don't deserve to be in this child's life." Hermione said. She knew she ought to take Draco's help with this cause it was part of his responsibility.
"Dammit Hermione, I should help you. I put that thing in you. I should be allowed to help. And don't try to convince me that the baby isn't mine. I was your first. You were a virgin when I took you. And after what I did to you, there is no way you would let a guy even touch you. Don't deny me the privilege of helping the thing I created. I know that I don't deserve this, but Hermione, this is my responsibility." Draco said. Hermione noticed the honesty in his voice and had to struggle out of his grip to stop from accepting his help. Hermione heard him yelling at her and she ran to the girls bathroom crying. She heard a knock on the door and she saw Ginny Weasley standing in front of her.
"Hermione, what's wrong? Is it my annoying brother? Harry? What's wrong?" Ginny said. Tears were still sliding down Hermione's. Hermione didn't want to tell Ginny the whole story though she knew that is what Ginny deserved to know. She took a breath and sighed.
"Ginny, it is a really long story. I don't know what I did to deserve what I have gotten. About two months ago I was walking back from the kitchens, and I had an encounter with someone. He, well the bastard took my virginity. Now I am, well, in a situation that I don't want to be in at all.." Hermione said quietly. Ginny hugged Hermione and sighed.
"Hermione, you were raped. Oh my god. That must be terrible. Are you, well, are you pregnant?" Ginny said softly. Hermione nodded, and Ginny gasped.
"Who did this too you? Who is the father of the thing inside of you? Who is the cruel bastard who would do this to you?" Ginny said. Hermione burst into tears again. She sat there, crying
"Malfoy" she choked. At the sound of that name Ginny fainted dead away.
An hour later both girls were awaken by the sound of the door opening. Hermione looked up, cheeks tearstained, into the worry face of Ron. He looked at Hermione and his face just about died.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he said through tear filled eyes. He was actually crying, Ron Weasley was crying. Hermione shook her head.
"Nothing Ron, I just have a problem that I need to figure out, nothing huge. I know what I have to do. I will explain everything to you and Harry in the common room. I just need to see Draco first." Hermione said. Ron looked at Hermione with a quizzical look.
"Hermione, have you gone bonkers? Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? Hermione, you've got to be kidding." Ron said. Hermione shook her head and walked out of the bathroom. She walked all the way to the great hall, to see if they were having lunch, and she walked over to the Slytherin table. Her eye's quickly found Malfoy's and she beckoned him outside. He followed her.
"What Hermione, I mean Granger. What do you need?" Draco said softly. Hermione smiled softly.
"I need you Draco, I need you." Hermione said. Draco's eyes widened with shock and his mouth dropped open. She smiled again.
"You need me, Draco Malfoy? Why do you need me?" Draco said. His calm cool collected demeanor hadn't changed, but his face was showing emotions she couldn't remember. Hermione, too prove the point that what she needed was him, pulled him into a harsh, lip bruising kiss. As Hermione pulled away, she felt a surge of triumph as she looked into Draco's eyes.
"What the hell, Hermione. I see now that you need me, but what the hell? Do you seriously need me that bad?" Draco said softly. Hermione, smiling softly, walked off.
"If you really wanna know Draco, come find out." Hermione said over her shoulder as she walked off. She could here the footsteps behind her, so she turned around. As she spun she found herself face to face with Draco. Draco grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall.
"Last time you pushed me like that, Draco, it was in desire, not anger." Hermione said softly. She wriggled out of his grip and walked off. She turned slightly to find a dumbstruck Draco looking after her. She walked into the common room, and over to a plain armchair by fire. She sat in the chair and slowly fell asleep.
"Hermione, sweetheart, come here please." Draco said softly. Hermione smiled as she heard her husband call her. She had been sitting on the patio watching Ashley play, when Draco, her husband for the past two years, called her in.
"Yes, Drakie, what do you need." Hermione said. She saw the love shining in her husband's eyes and he pulled her into a hug. Hermione smiled into her husband's chest and thought about his past two years with him. They were years filled with love and happiness.
"Just to be with you, to see you, to feel you in my arms, that is what I want.. That is all I will ever need to be happy." Draco said. Hermione began to play with the top button on Draco's shirt. Hermione saw Draco smile and she stopped. His smile turned into a frown.
"Well, Drakkie, if all you want is to hold me, then you can keep this shirt on. If you had needed me for something else, well, you never know what might have happened." Hermione said, her voice filled with desire. Draco lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed they had shared for the past two years.
"Hermione, you go back to unbuttoning those buttons, and this pretty little robe you have here will come right off." Draco said, his eyes filled with desire. Hermione smiled as she recognized the look her husband got every time they did this. Hermione couldn't believe that he was hers, Her Draco, to touch, to feel, to love, anytime she wanted to.
Hermione smiled to herself as she felt Draco's kiss take her to the land of ecstacy she had always dreamed of.
"You, Malfoy, did every thing under the fucking sun to deserve that. If you hadn't touched me at all two months ago, then I would be in fucking classes right now. I would be acting like a normal fucking teen. No, Draco Malfoy couldn't let me do that though, could he. God Dammit Malfoy, you ask me what you did to fucking deserve that, when you did everything to deserve it." Hermione said, in an icy tone. Draco's look softened even more, and a look of definite surprise showed on his face.
"Granger, you can't just say something like that and get away with it. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? I shouldn't have touched you, but you don't say something like that with out a god damned explanation." Draco said harshly, his voice softening.
"If you had thought about it you would fucking know what it meant. Wait, you don't use your brain to think when someone is talking. You just use it when you are fucking someone. Well to make it easy for you, Malfoy, I am pregnant. Two months pregnant."" Hermione said. She started to run off when she felt Draco's hand grab her arm softly. She turned around and was surprised to see a new emotion in Draco's eyes.
"What, you, your pregnant? Oh my god, I shouldn't have touched you. Let me help you take care of the baby when it's born. Please Hermione. I owe you that much." Draco said. Hermione detected sadness mixed with a bit of happiness in Draco's eyes.
"God damn it Malfoy, don't call me Hermione. You have no right. And you have no right, no right whatsoever, to take care of me or my baby during this trying stage. You have no right to any part of this child's birth, or life. As far as I am concerned the baby won't even know your goddamned name. You will stay out of my baby's life because you don't deserve to be in this child's life." Hermione said. She knew she ought to take Draco's help with this cause it was part of his responsibility.
"Dammit Hermione, I should help you. I put that thing in you. I should be allowed to help. And don't try to convince me that the baby isn't mine. I was your first. You were a virgin when I took you. And after what I did to you, there is no way you would let a guy even touch you. Don't deny me the privilege of helping the thing I created. I know that I don't deserve this, but Hermione, this is my responsibility." Draco said. Hermione noticed the honesty in his voice and had to struggle out of his grip to stop from accepting his help. Hermione heard him yelling at her and she ran to the girls bathroom crying. She heard a knock on the door and she saw Ginny Weasley standing in front of her.
"Hermione, what's wrong? Is it my annoying brother? Harry? What's wrong?" Ginny said. Tears were still sliding down Hermione's. Hermione didn't want to tell Ginny the whole story though she knew that is what Ginny deserved to know. She took a breath and sighed.
"Ginny, it is a really long story. I don't know what I did to deserve what I have gotten. About two months ago I was walking back from the kitchens, and I had an encounter with someone. He, well the bastard took my virginity. Now I am, well, in a situation that I don't want to be in at all.." Hermione said quietly. Ginny hugged Hermione and sighed.
"Hermione, you were raped. Oh my god. That must be terrible. Are you, well, are you pregnant?" Ginny said softly. Hermione nodded, and Ginny gasped.
"Who did this too you? Who is the father of the thing inside of you? Who is the cruel bastard who would do this to you?" Ginny said. Hermione burst into tears again. She sat there, crying
"Malfoy" she choked. At the sound of that name Ginny fainted dead away.
An hour later both girls were awaken by the sound of the door opening. Hermione looked up, cheeks tearstained, into the worry face of Ron. He looked at Hermione and his face just about died.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he said through tear filled eyes. He was actually crying, Ron Weasley was crying. Hermione shook her head.
"Nothing Ron, I just have a problem that I need to figure out, nothing huge. I know what I have to do. I will explain everything to you and Harry in the common room. I just need to see Draco first." Hermione said. Ron looked at Hermione with a quizzical look.
"Hermione, have you gone bonkers? Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? Hermione, you've got to be kidding." Ron said. Hermione shook her head and walked out of the bathroom. She walked all the way to the great hall, to see if they were having lunch, and she walked over to the Slytherin table. Her eye's quickly found Malfoy's and she beckoned him outside. He followed her.
"What Hermione, I mean Granger. What do you need?" Draco said softly. Hermione smiled softly.
"I need you Draco, I need you." Hermione said. Draco's eyes widened with shock and his mouth dropped open. She smiled again.
"You need me, Draco Malfoy? Why do you need me?" Draco said. His calm cool collected demeanor hadn't changed, but his face was showing emotions she couldn't remember. Hermione, too prove the point that what she needed was him, pulled him into a harsh, lip bruising kiss. As Hermione pulled away, she felt a surge of triumph as she looked into Draco's eyes.
"What the hell, Hermione. I see now that you need me, but what the hell? Do you seriously need me that bad?" Draco said softly. Hermione, smiling softly, walked off.
"If you really wanna know Draco, come find out." Hermione said over her shoulder as she walked off. She could here the footsteps behind her, so she turned around. As she spun she found herself face to face with Draco. Draco grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall.
"Last time you pushed me like that, Draco, it was in desire, not anger." Hermione said softly. She wriggled out of his grip and walked off. She turned slightly to find a dumbstruck Draco looking after her. She walked into the common room, and over to a plain armchair by fire. She sat in the chair and slowly fell asleep.
"Hermione, sweetheart, come here please." Draco said softly. Hermione smiled as she heard her husband call her. She had been sitting on the patio watching Ashley play, when Draco, her husband for the past two years, called her in.
"Yes, Drakie, what do you need." Hermione said. She saw the love shining in her husband's eyes and he pulled her into a hug. Hermione smiled into her husband's chest and thought about his past two years with him. They were years filled with love and happiness.
"Just to be with you, to see you, to feel you in my arms, that is what I want.. That is all I will ever need to be happy." Draco said. Hermione began to play with the top button on Draco's shirt. Hermione saw Draco smile and she stopped. His smile turned into a frown.
"Well, Drakkie, if all you want is to hold me, then you can keep this shirt on. If you had needed me for something else, well, you never know what might have happened." Hermione said, her voice filled with desire. Draco lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed they had shared for the past two years.
"Hermione, you go back to unbuttoning those buttons, and this pretty little robe you have here will come right off." Draco said, his eyes filled with desire. Hermione smiled as she recognized the look her husband got every time they did this. Hermione couldn't believe that he was hers, Her Draco, to touch, to feel, to love, anytime she wanted to.
Hermione smiled to herself as she felt Draco's kiss take her to the land of ecstacy she had always dreamed of.