"Draco?" Hermione stirred in his arms touching his resting face softly making him jolt back from her touch. Draco's eyes rose heavily from sleep, disoriented and tired.

"Hm?" he grunted tiredly. He wasn't surprised that she was still awake, it seemed as though Hermione lived for waking him up to ask him bizarre questions just for fun.

" What is it Herm?" he yawned, stretching underneath their heavy quilt. "Wondering just how many flavors Bertie Botts makes?" Hermione giggled.

"No, but that's a good one." Draco groaned and closed his eyes wanting to sleep again.

" Then what is it Love? I'm exhausted." He yawned once more awaiting the question, but was surprised at what he heard.

"What?" he asked, now fully awake. Although it was dark, he could tell she was smiling. " I don't think I heard you right."

" I asked what you thought about having a baby." She whispered touching his face lightly. Draco drew her hands to his lips and kissed her fingers softly.

" A baby?" she nodded, curls tickling his face.

" Yea, a baby."

" Do you really think the world is ready for a Granger-Malfoy child?" he chuckled drawing her close.

" I don't see why not." She paused. " Imagine a little someone calling you Father." Draco shook his head quietly " No he'd call me Daddy or Dad… never father."

" And he'll call me Mum." She giggled. " What do you think he'd look like?" Draco laughed as he tried to imagine his future child.

" Oh, let's see then…he'd have your skin tone… it's no fun being so ghastly pale." Hermione snorted in confirmation. " I agree, go on."

" Alright, and freckles like yours too" he said tracing them lightly " Right across the nose."

" He's got to have some of your features too you know."

" Be patient, I'm getting there… let's see I think that he'd have my eyes, that way he'll be able to seduce all the little girls in the playpen." Hermione slapped his arm playfully.

" Who said that your eyes were sexy enough to seduce anyone?" Draco laughed at her remark getting another smack on the arm.

" Well you're here aren't you?"

" Your eyes had nothing to do with it, in fact sometimes I wonder how you got me here." She replied turning away from him arrogantly. Draco wrapped his arms around her waist while pulling her tight against his hard frame.

He murmured softly in her ear. "You remember don't you…that time in Hogwarts, when I pinned you against the wall." He grinned as he felt her shudder at his words.

" I thought you were going to try to murder me." She whispered back and his grip tightened

" You looked so beautiful, a little bit frightened, but you were ready to hex me into space." She giggled at the memory while he buried his face into her curls, murmuring still. " So I decided not to waste time and…"

" You kissed me." She finished for him, still feeling the familiar feeling of their first kiss.

" I was surprised that you didn't struggle."

" I'm still surprised to this day, I thought you had cast a spell that made my body weak."

" Nope, just those good ole Malfoy eyes, they work every time!" Hermione squirmed in mock defiance, but his grip only tightened.

" Honestly Draco!" He brushed her locks away from her neck and began planting kisses along her neck. Hermione shuddered again.

" I hope he has your hair… I wouldn't even mind if he let it grow long like yours."

" I think the short look will be nice, or else he might seduce both boys and girls in the playpen." Draco kisses vibrated with the laugh he held in.

" Good thinking." He said as his hands began to wander. " Though I must say all this baby talk is extremely arousing." Hermione moaned as one of his hands found sensitive place to stroke.

" Liked that?" she could only nod in response. " Let's see if we can create that baby, hm?"

" Oh, I do love you."

" I love you too."

::: End Flashback:::

" Draco?" The blonde mumble something incoherent as hand reached out to rouse him from his sleep. A faint smile was dancing on the slumbering man's face as he continued to dream.

" Oh Mione." He breathed out rolling onto his side.

" Oi, Malfoy wake the hell up!" Draco shot up in his bed startled and angry, frantically reaching for his wand on his nightstand only to find that it wasn't there.

" Looking for this?" the same voice asked with amusement. Draco was sure it was his wand.

" Stop it Ron, you nearly scared him death." Draco cleared the sleep from his eyes and blinked to find Harry scolding an obviously amused Ron Weasley.

" Potter?"

Harry gave a slow grin as an apology for his presence."G' Morning Draco, or should I say G'Afternoon?" giving a glance to the window.

" What in Merlin's name happened to your eye?" Draco asked getting a better look at the man in front of him, only to be distracted by a sarcastic snort.

" You decked him in the eye… or did you conveniently forget?" Ron snapped. "And on top of that you stole his wand… which is why we're here."  Draco glared at the redhead wishing he could shut him up permanently. And then realization hit him.

" How did you get in to begin with?" the blonde seethed unwrapping himself from his covers, standing up with fury in his stance. Ron only glowered back at him.

" You left the door open Draco… when we came there were no charms on it at all." Harry spoke gently, trying not to sound patronizing. " We assumed that you had left it open by accident, considering the rage you were in last night." Draco glanced at the bruised eye and a flash of guilt went across his face.

" That's impossible Harry… the whole house is charmed against intruders." Draco began, his anger leaving him. " The front door could be wide open, but if you were to try to step through it, it would immediately repel you backwards."

" Well apparently your charm work needs tweaking Malfoy." Ron stated coldly, and Draco returned a glare to match Ron's voice.

" Obviously, since it let filth like you into my home." He spat out evenly. Harry rolled his eyes as Ron's face started to match the color of his hair. Draco smirked in satisfaction, enjoying the fact that he could still get to 'The Weasel'. His smirk fell awkwardly as a memory floated to his mind.

:::Flashback:::

"Isn't it wonderful Draco?" Hermione with a voice filled with contentment. Draco couldn't help but smile at her joy as she held out her arms and twirled like a child.

" I suppose so." He replied setting down a box gently, and then glanced around the bare room in front of him.

" Our own house, can you believe it? We own this place, it's ours… all ours." She leaned into arms that suddenly circled her waist. Draco placed his chin on her head lovingly as she continued to talk giddily.

"…oh and we could paint the living room yellow… no no, red maybe?" she continued to ramble. Draco chuckled softly and squeezed her tightly.

" How about we do the basics first?"

" Like what?"

"Like we protect the house first, that way we don't have to worry about some random lunatic flouncing around our home."

" Always the paranoid one, Malfoy." Draco smirked and poked her side making her giggle. " Well since your so concerned why don't you cast the wards." She said with an arched eyebrow.

" You know it's still mystery to me that Professor Flitwick passed me in charms." He began thoughtfully. " I think it was that last glare I gave him right before finals."

" Ah, so that's why it was so easy… that was all your doing."

" Well, I couldn't bloody well fail in my last year now could I?" He said with mock crossness.

 " No matter, I was at the top of that class…I'll set them."

" Who would've thought I would end up with a know-it all." He smirked, receiving a jab in the ribs. " A violent one at that."

" Quiet you."

" Yes your mightiness."

:::End Flashback:::

Draco snapped out his reverie to find both Harry and Ron staring at him wordlessly.

" Besides…" He began with a tone of sadness in his voice. " Hermione set them… not me." Looking blankly at the men in front of him, he mumbled a quick 'excuse me' before wandering out the room in silence.