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A/N:  Hello to all my faithful reviewers who are still with me.  I LOVE YOU ALL!  Let me first off apologise to everyone for taking absolutely forever to get this up.  As you know, my laptop died pretty much, and it is at the computer doctor's where it will hopefully be fixed.  One of my friends has graciously allowed me to use her computer so that I may update this story for once.  Thank you SO incredibly much for continuing to read this.  I'm still shocked that people enjoy it.  I personally think it's not very good, but it's my first story, so I'm not too hard on myself.  Well, enough babbling, and with much pleasure, I give you…

A Time for Everything

Shopping For Mum

            The last week of Draco and Hermione's stay with her father was filled with Draco being exposed to more muggle culture, which he seemed to enjoy.  But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and so did the trip.  Hermione and Draco had agreed that they needed to leave a few days early in order to go shopping at Diagon Alley for maternity robes.  So after packing their things and sending them to their rooms at Hogwarts via floo, they flooed themselves to Diagon Alley.

            Hermione received many stares as she and Draco walked to Madame Malkin's.  She looked to be about 2 or three months pregnant, and that alone was bad enough for a teenage girl.  But she was also in the company of Draco Malfoy, who was rather well known due to his father.

            Upon arrival at the robe shop, Draco and Hermione were greeted by Madame Malkin.

"Well now, what can I get for ye dears…Oh!  Never mind, I see.  Ye're in the family way and like, unless I'm mistooken?" She said in her soft accent that sounded Irish or Scottish, but Hermione couldn't be sure.

"Yes.  Albus Dumbledore highly recommended you as the best place for purchasing expandable maternity robes for my wife here," Draco answered for Hermione.

"Well of course, tisn't a place finer than my store here.  Now, do ye just need basic maternity robes, or will ye be wanting something a bit more regal?" Madame Malkin said waving her wand at an empty rack near-by that filled with maternity robes.

"Mainly basic, but at least two dressy ones," Hermione replied after thinking it over in her head.

"Well what colours are to ye liking then?  I've sev'ral new styles and fashions in.  Have a look here, and if ye'll want more, I've a catalogue just o'er there for ye to look at." Madame Malkin pointed to a table over near the wall before going into the back room.

"Well Sweet Pea, how do these work?" Draco asked looking at a light green robe that his wife had just pulled off the rack for inspection.

"Well, the robes are just like any others, loose and flowing, but these robes have corset-style lacing in the front as you can see." She said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"And…?"

"Snapdragon!  You're so clueless, but I still love you." Hermione said giving the clueless Draco a kiss on the cheek.  'Since I'm not very far along at the moment, the lacing will be tighter, and look like my normal robes.  As I grow bigger, I can loosen the robes to accommodate the extra girth of my stomach."

"Oh, that makes sense.  Now I know you'll need basic ones, and pick as many as you like of course, but why two formal ones?"

"Well, there will be the Valentine's Day dance, and the week before that we have that dinner with your family and their associates, to put it nicely.  And both will be formal events."

"That's right, I had forgotten about the Valentine's day dance.  Thanks for the reminder Sweet Pea."

"No problem, now, let me pick out some robes in peace."

            About a half hour later, Hermione had picked out about a dozen basic robes in varying colours, such as light green, blue, yellow, pink, white, brown, a few other colours, and three basic black robes.  For her dress robes, she picked out a dark red robe with silver trimmings and silver sparkle grouped on the robe randomly, and a purple robe with darker purple trimmings.  After paying Madame Malkin, they gathered up their purchases and headed to the Leaky Cauldron where they ate a quick lunch before heading back to Hogwarts, via floo again. 

            They were greeted at the main fireplace by most of the staff who wanted to lend their support to the two favoured students.  Hermione was immediately whisked away by some of the female professor to show off her purchases, while Draco was led away to talk with Professors Snape and Dumbledore about security measures that would be taken once the babies arrived. 

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            The next day Draco and Hermione rose late in the morning, and hurried so that they would be in time for lunch. 

"Hermione!" A voice yelled as they came rushing in. 

"Ginny!" Hermione yelled back as Ginny and Deimos came rushing over.  Well, Ginny rushed to meet Hermione while Draco and Deimos each took their time, although they were glad to see each other again and shook hands.

"Why are you guys back early?" Hermione asked as she returned Deimos' hug.

"To surprise you," said Ginny as she did the same to Draco.

"But how did you get here?  The train comes back tomorrow."

"I know.  Professor Snape thought you two might like some moral support before everyone comes back tomorrow.  So he went to Professor Dumbledore, who flooed us over, and Voila!  Here we are!" Ginny said as she and Hermione hooked arms and proceeded to the table where they began an animated conversation with each other, leaving the boys to do as they liked. 

"Can you understand what they're saying at all?" Draco asked Deimos.

"I think about maternity robes, Ginny's going to want to get some," he replied.

"Is she pregnant?" Draco asked.

"OH MY GOSH, CONGRATULATIONS!!" Hermione yelled giving Ginny a hug.

"Never mind, I got my answer.  I thought you were going to wait a while." Draco commented taking a sip of juice.

"We were.  There's a charm on our house so that she can't get pregnant unless both of us want to.  And I guess subconsciously, we both did, so, were going to be parents in about 8 ½ months or so.  Now all we have to do is tell here parents, and siblings.  I'm dreading that."

"Are they scary?"

"Well, they weren't bad when we first met, but I didn't want to give them another reason to hate me so soon.  They're still getting used to the whole 'we're married' thing.  All but Ron anyways," Deimos said as he covered his face with his hands.

"Well, he'll come around." Draco looked over at Hermione when he heard her laugh.  "Hey Deimos, do you ever wonder how we got the most beautiful women in the world?"

"Every day, man, every day.  When I wake up, and watch her sleep, I can't help but wonder what I did to deserve her.  She's too good for me," Deimos replied staring at Ginny.

"I know exactly what you mean.  Hermione Malfoy, my wife.  I love the way that sounds, and I don't think I'll ever tire of it.  She chose me, and now we're going to be parents in a few weeks.  Life just keeps getting better and better."

"Definitely.  Wait, a few weeks?" Deimos questioned.

            Draco sighed, and went on to explain about all that had happened.  The four eventually went back to their rooms where they spent a quiet evening catching up about how their holiday had gone before going to bed.  The next day however, would be one that all four would remember for the rest of their lives.

A/N:  Okay, thanks bunches for reading this, review, flame, whatever.  Next chapter up by the end of the month, hopefully.  Keep checking back!