DISCLAIMER: IF I OWNED DRACO MALFOY, I WOULD BE SPENDING A LOT MORE TIME WITH HIM THEN WRITING THIS STORY. BUT OBVIOUSLY, I'M STILL WRITING, SO I DON'T OWN A THING EXCEPT THE PLOT!

Chapter 18: Not Who You Think He Is

Hermione looked up at Draco. She was glad that Draco was okay with it; she could tell by the look in his eye. Hermione looked up into his eyes and smiled. Everything is going to be okay. Or so she thought.

"You couldn't have blessed me with better news, love," Draco said swinging her around in his arms.

"Draco," Hermione laughed, "put me down! You don't want to hurt the baby!"

"That's right. Sorry."

"Do you think we should go tell our parents and Voldermort?"

"I think we should, we will tell them as soon as we get home. They can wait a couple of days till they know. For now, let's just enjoy the couple of days we have left here."

"I agree, Draco."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Their honeymoon had finally reached the end, and neither wanted to go back and tell their parents the news. They knew they would be happy, but they had a sense of foreboding.

Lucius Malfoy had bought the newly-weds a house as a wedding present, so Hermione and Draco decided to go there before they broke the wonderful news to everybody. The house wasn't as big as the Malfoy Mansion, but its size was still grand. It had a dark red brick, with flag stone scattered in. They had a five-car garage and a swimming pool in the back yard, surrounded by a luxurious garden. Draco had opened the garage and was surprised to see a Porsche (obviously for him) and a Z3 BMW convertible (A/N: I think it is called a Z3) for Hermione. There was also the newest Lightning Strike broomstick for Draco. It could go twice as fast as the Firebolt. The house itself was 10 bedrooms with 12 bathrooms, a large finished basement, and a kitchen fit for the finest chef in Paris and a library half the size of the house. When Hermione saw the library he face lit up and her smile was ear-to-ear; almost as wide as Draco's was when he saw his new broomstick.

"OH MY GOSH!" Hermione shrieked when she saw her new home, "can you believe we are going to live here!?!"

"I know love, isn't it amazing?" Draco said still in awe at his new broomstick.

Draco muttered a quick spell, so when they opened the double doors to their new home, all their belongings were already in place.

"I want to go see our new room!" Hermione yelled in glee as she ran up the spiraling marble staircase. Draco was short behind her.

The quickly found the master bedroom, due to the color of the room. The carpet was a rich, forest (Slytherin) green, and the walls were a silver/gray (Slytherin again) color. The down-quilt on the bed was a deep (Gryfindor) burgundy, and the furniture was set in a brown/gold (Gryfindor) stain.

Hermione ran up and jumped onto the four-poster canopy bed and lay flat on it. Draco walked up to the bed and sat down next to Hermione.

"Do you like it, love?"

"I love it, Draco. Your father was too kind to get us this."

"I have a feeling it was not only my father's idea, but Voldermort's as well."

"You're probably right. Do you think we should let them know about the well, uh baby now?"

"Good idea. They might get mad if they think we have been withholding things like this from them. And trust me, when Lucius or Voldermort get mad, it's best to get out of the country as soon as possible."

Hermione gave a nervous smile, "I'll take your advice; call them right now!"

Since their house was located in muggle England, Draco picked up the telephone and called the Malfoy Manor.

"Hello? This is Draco. Is my father there?… Okay, I'll hold…Hello Father…yes the house is beautiful. Hermione and I are in love with it…I know, but that doesn't matter… well, anyway, the reason I am calling you is to ask if it would be a good time to visit you and Lord Voldermort right now?…at this time of day?…yes, I understand…okay then, we'll see you in 2 hours…make sure Mother is there as well…very well…Bye!" Draco hung up the phone.

"Well? What did Lucius say?" Hermione anxiously asked.

"Voldermort was out killing muggles as we speak, so we will be expected over at the mansion in 2 hours."

Hermione sighed at the thought of Voldermort killing muggles. Kathryn and Matthew were muggles. "Very well, then. If you don't mind, I am going to go freshen up," Hermione sat down at her vanity and began to brush her hair, as Draco looked lovingly at her.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Draco and Hermione arrived at the gates of the Malfoy Mansion with 15 minutes to spare. Hermione looked at the harsh looking place and couldn't believe that 'her' Draco grew up here. Draco seemed to read her thoughts, "Can you believe that I used to live here? Ever since I met you, it seems so distant."

Hermione laughed, "You have changed, if that's what you are getting at."

"In a good way, I hope?"

"Yes, a very good way," Hermione smiled and stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on Draco's lips, but pulled away before Draco could deepen it.

Draco frowned when Hermione pulled away, "Why did you do that?"

Hermione just smiled, "Oh come on, put a smile on your face. Anyway, we have to go and talk to your folks now." Hermione took Draco's hand and they walked up to the door. Hermione suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Draco asked, facing his wife.

"What if they get mad?"

"Don't worry, love. I'm here for you. Everything will be okay," Draco said squeezing her hand in a reassuring way.

Hermione gave a weak smile and allowed Draco to walk her up to the door. Draco heard Hermione took a deep breath as he opened the door. "Father? Mother? We're here!"

"Oh Draco, darling!" Narcissa said warmly as she engulfed Draco in a hug. "And Hermione!" she did the same too Hermione. "I am so glad you are both here. Now follow me; Lucius and Lord Voldermort are waiting you arrival in the study."

Narcissa led them down a bright hall filled with tapestries and paintings. Lucius saw their arrival, and went up to take Hermione's hand and help her down the three stairs that led to the study.

"Hermione, Draco," Voldermort said somewhat annoyed that they were a few minutes late.

"We are so glad that you could see us on such a short notice," a smile formed on Hermione's face, "We have some very good news for all of you."

Draco smiled at Hermione and walked her over to a loveseat opposite of the two chairs that Lucius and Voldermort sat in. Narcissa went over and sat in Lucius's lap. (A/N: I have a feeling that Narcissa normally wouldn't sit in Lucius's lap, but I felt bad for Narcissa… nobody loves her except Draco. I'm listing to the song "Where is the Love" so that's probably why I'm in such a nice mood. If you can tell me who sings that song then 50 house points to you!)

Narcissa seemed to have a feeling about what Hermione and Draco was about to tell her; she had a slight gleam in her eyes and was fidgeting with the slip over on the chair. "Well, I think we're all anxious to find out the news," Narcissa found that teenage girl in her again, "so spill, Hermione! I'm dying to know!" Narcissa giggled, "Gosh I haven't acted like that since I was 15!"

"Good thing that is," Lucius mumbled.

Narcissa pretended not to hear.

Hermione took over the awkward silence in the room. "Well, Draco and I found out that over our honeymoon that something happened that was very important and that made us very excited." Hermione was very nervous, and began to talk in incoherent sentences so Draco took over for her.

"We found out that Hermione's pregnant," Draco said looking into Hermione's eyes and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

Lucius's jaw dropped.

Narcissa had a motherly smile on her face.

Voldermort's thin lips curled into a snake-like smile.

Hermione and Draco looked at each other. No one spoke. Hermione's eyes nervously found every single corner in the room, "Well…?"

"That's wonderful dearie!" Narcissa exclaimed happily and embraced Hermione in a hug.

"Congratulations!" Lucius said shaking Draco's hand.

"Perfect," Voldermort said.

"Perfect? Excuse me?" Hermione asked glancing over at Voldermort.

"This is all going according to my plan. You all are very gullible. I thought Malfoys at least would be more suspicious," Voldermort said.

"What?" Lucius said, "explain yourself."

"How dare you question or demand something of me!" Voldermort roared.

"Let's get out of here," Draco whispered in Hermione's ear.

"Right," Hermione and Draco began to run out of the room.

"Stupefy!" Voldermort screamed.

Hermione dropped down to the floor. "HERMIONE!" Draco gasped and rushed down to Hermione's side.

"Bindeo!" Voldermort said and invisible ropes tied all four Malfoys together. Voldermort had taken the stunning spell off of Hermione once she was bound.

"What are you doing?" Hermione spat.

"Watch your tongue woman!" Voldermort yelled.

Hermione quivered and Draco struggled to reach for Hermione's hand.

"Don't argue if you want to live," Lucius hissed.

Hermione nodded petrified with fear.

"I think it's time I correct my little lie," Voldermort said evilly.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

A/N: Muhahaha… sorry bad cliffhanger. I'm almost done with the next chapter, so you shouldn't be waiting too long. I apologize profusely for taking forever to get this chapter out. Remember in my last author's note how I said I deserved to be locked in a room with spiders? Well, I was! LOL I went to my uncle's lake house in Michigan, and it was in the woods, so there were spiders EVERYWHERE. There were daddy-long-legs (did you know that they actually aren't spiders? I read it in a book) the size (circumference wise) of oranges. It was so gross. Anywho, I am much happier with this chapter (15 pages!!!!!), and I hope you thought so too. I am finally in the mood for writing now. I was having a writer's block for like a month and I finally broke through it. Okay, well, I have to get working on the next chappie. Remember 50 house points to the first person that can tell me who sings "Where is the Love?". (It keeps playing on the radio and I can't figure out who sings it… LOL it's really bugging me.) Thanks to those who reviewed!:

Harry-Potter5972: Thanks! I'm glad I'm not one of the only ones who hates them!

Sirius-Lover4ever: I got this chapter up just in time for you, since you are leaving tomorrow! Hope you have fun in camp, and thanks for your review!

Cossa Nova: I am so sorry that I forgot you. Sometimes fanfiction doesn't email me with all my reviews which is really annoying. Hmm… is Hermione a Granger? You'll have to wait and see! Thanks for your review!

Voldermortsucks18: That is so cool that you are a swimmer too… someone to feel my pain with all of these never-ending swim meets. I swim the 100&200BR and the 200 IM… I'm still on a club team… one more year till highschool! And I agree completely… swimming does rock…matter of fact, it rocks so much that it gives Tom Felton a run for his money! LOL

Lovelylady: Thanks!

Kathryn31: Thanks! I know I can count on you for ideas; you have already given me so many good ones along with a lot of support on this story!

TaoRen: Hmmmm…? I wonder if you are right? You'll have to see! Thanks for your review!

Hugs&Kisses,

Jennn