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Chapter 2
Draco let go of his wife to be and looked her in the eyes. "Hermione, I love you so much. This is so unexpected though. . .I thought that you were using the charm?" he asked her. He was very confused how this could happen. Of course he was excited to be a father. . .he just wanted to know how,
"Well I kinda forgot to do it one time. . not on purpose though!" she told him as though she was afraid he would think she did this on purpose. "I mean I am excited but this certainly wasn't planned. I'm sorry if you aren't ready for this. It's all my fault." She would have continued rambling on if he hadn't cut her off in mid sentence.
"Hermione, stop. Don't worry. If it happened then it was meant to be, and I am very excited about this. We were meant to be parents."
"Draco, I have never known you to believe in all that fate stuff. You certainly have changed haven't you?" she asked him with a smile on her face and in her eyes. She was so relieved that he had taken this so well. She was actually afraid that he would be upset with her. What if he wasn't ready, or what if he didn't want kids? She just wasn't sure how he would react. A huge weight lifted off her shoulders when he told her he was excited about it. It was more than she could ask for.
Hermione reluctantly pulled away from Draco and told him that she was going to surprise him tonight. He was left a little confused as she went skipping off into the depths of the mansion. He would find out what it was later that night. All he could think about was 'Another surprise? I hope it's not as big as the last one'. He walked up to his old room filled with silver and green drapes, pillows, blankets, chairs and anything else that could be green and silver and sat down on the mountain of softness he called a bed. He rest his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. He couldn't wait for the wedding to be over. It was just stressing him out. He drifted off into a deep slumber. He dreamt about his wedding day with his beautiful bride to be. She was wearing the most beautiful dress and she looked amazing, but then his mother came down the aisle and so did Potter and Weasley. It was a nightmare. . . it was like it wasn't his day at all. "Draco it's time for dinner. . . .Draco. . . .Draco. . ." His eyes popped open. It was Hermione, and she wasn't in a wedding dress to his immense relief.
"Yeah. . .uhh I'm coming. I'm just going to wash my face and come on down." Truth be told he was just on edge about the whole wedding thing. He wasn't afraid of the commitment. His parents had been married. . .well forever. He just couldn't take the pressure of actually planning this thing. He went into the bathroom connected to his room and bent down over the white porcelain sink. He turned the pewter knobs and ran some warm water while splashing it up on his face. He picked up a towel that had 'Dragon' embroidered on it and dried off his face before heading down to the kitchen.
He walked through the dining room to see the table set. . .for two. Candles had been lit and sat around the table big enough for twelve. A vase of roses sat in the middle. It was simple and beautiful. 'What is this about?' he thought to himself. He continued his walk into the kitchen to see Hermione slaving over a hot stove. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and she was wearing an apron over her muggle clothing. She looked like the picture perfect housewife. It was enough to put a smile on Draco's face.
"What are you doing in here?" he said to her. "I'm saving the house elves" she said with a laugh. She had never really given up on S.P.E.W. "I told you that I had a surprise for you. Now go sit down and I will be right out" she assured him. He went out and sat down at one of the chairs with a plate in front of him. 'She is so funny, in there cooking like a muggle. We have house elves for that. God, I love her so much' he thought to himself. A few years ago he would never allow anything to be done the 'muggle way' in his house. Now he was practically encouraging it. 'Well muggles sure did find ways without magic. . .smarter than I thought'. Soon the kitchen door swung open and in came his lovely wife to be only she looked different. She had used magic to clean up her clothes and fix her hair. She carried out a large bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, followed by floating salad and butterbeer. Well it was kinda hard to live totally without magic.
He fell in love with the site of her. She wanted to take care of him. It was a heartwarming thought. She sat the food down and had a seat beside him. "I wanted to surprise you. To show you that I can take care of you. That I want to take care of you forever. I made food for the others to, but I thought we could eat alone tonight". He leaned over and kissed her lips. Her face was still flushed from the heat of the stove and she gave him a sweet smile.
That night they ate with conversation about their upcoming wedding. "Hermione, I have to be honest. This wedding thing is really wearing me down. I don't know how much longer I can last with them asking me about cakes and flowers. I mean, it's all the same to me. I just want to be married."
"I know, it's getting to me too. I picked out my dress, it's enough for me. I thought I could do this, but it's harder than I thought." She was totally honest with him. She didn't pretend because she had been the one to push the wedding, but she told him what she was feeling.
"Let's elope. Let's just go tonight" he told her suddenly.
"Draco we can't. we've done all this planning we have to follow through" she told him. She wanted to do this, but she had already done so much for the big day.
"We can do the wedding, but let's just escape. Let's elope tonight. They will never know. We can go through with the wedding but it won't be as important that it's so perfect anymore. Come on" he said so fast with such determination in his heart. He wanted this.
"Ok. You know I think that's a good idea. After dinner pack your bag. We will tell them that we are going out for one night for a break from all this craziness. They have to understand that" she said with the gears in her head turning faster than ever.
They finished eating quickly as they were both so excited. They packed their bags silently and apparated them to the car. They went back and told their parents who reluctantly agreed to let them go and they were off. Next stop. . .marriage.
Chapter 2
Draco let go of his wife to be and looked her in the eyes. "Hermione, I love you so much. This is so unexpected though. . .I thought that you were using the charm?" he asked her. He was very confused how this could happen. Of course he was excited to be a father. . .he just wanted to know how,
"Well I kinda forgot to do it one time. . not on purpose though!" she told him as though she was afraid he would think she did this on purpose. "I mean I am excited but this certainly wasn't planned. I'm sorry if you aren't ready for this. It's all my fault." She would have continued rambling on if he hadn't cut her off in mid sentence.
"Hermione, stop. Don't worry. If it happened then it was meant to be, and I am very excited about this. We were meant to be parents."
"Draco, I have never known you to believe in all that fate stuff. You certainly have changed haven't you?" she asked him with a smile on her face and in her eyes. She was so relieved that he had taken this so well. She was actually afraid that he would be upset with her. What if he wasn't ready, or what if he didn't want kids? She just wasn't sure how he would react. A huge weight lifted off her shoulders when he told her he was excited about it. It was more than she could ask for.
Hermione reluctantly pulled away from Draco and told him that she was going to surprise him tonight. He was left a little confused as she went skipping off into the depths of the mansion. He would find out what it was later that night. All he could think about was 'Another surprise? I hope it's not as big as the last one'. He walked up to his old room filled with silver and green drapes, pillows, blankets, chairs and anything else that could be green and silver and sat down on the mountain of softness he called a bed. He rest his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. He couldn't wait for the wedding to be over. It was just stressing him out. He drifted off into a deep slumber. He dreamt about his wedding day with his beautiful bride to be. She was wearing the most beautiful dress and she looked amazing, but then his mother came down the aisle and so did Potter and Weasley. It was a nightmare. . . it was like it wasn't his day at all. "Draco it's time for dinner. . . .Draco. . . .Draco. . ." His eyes popped open. It was Hermione, and she wasn't in a wedding dress to his immense relief.
"Yeah. . .uhh I'm coming. I'm just going to wash my face and come on down." Truth be told he was just on edge about the whole wedding thing. He wasn't afraid of the commitment. His parents had been married. . .well forever. He just couldn't take the pressure of actually planning this thing. He went into the bathroom connected to his room and bent down over the white porcelain sink. He turned the pewter knobs and ran some warm water while splashing it up on his face. He picked up a towel that had 'Dragon' embroidered on it and dried off his face before heading down to the kitchen.
He walked through the dining room to see the table set. . .for two. Candles had been lit and sat around the table big enough for twelve. A vase of roses sat in the middle. It was simple and beautiful. 'What is this about?' he thought to himself. He continued his walk into the kitchen to see Hermione slaving over a hot stove. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and she was wearing an apron over her muggle clothing. She looked like the picture perfect housewife. It was enough to put a smile on Draco's face.
"What are you doing in here?" he said to her. "I'm saving the house elves" she said with a laugh. She had never really given up on S.P.E.W. "I told you that I had a surprise for you. Now go sit down and I will be right out" she assured him. He went out and sat down at one of the chairs with a plate in front of him. 'She is so funny, in there cooking like a muggle. We have house elves for that. God, I love her so much' he thought to himself. A few years ago he would never allow anything to be done the 'muggle way' in his house. Now he was practically encouraging it. 'Well muggles sure did find ways without magic. . .smarter than I thought'. Soon the kitchen door swung open and in came his lovely wife to be only she looked different. She had used magic to clean up her clothes and fix her hair. She carried out a large bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, followed by floating salad and butterbeer. Well it was kinda hard to live totally without magic.
He fell in love with the site of her. She wanted to take care of him. It was a heartwarming thought. She sat the food down and had a seat beside him. "I wanted to surprise you. To show you that I can take care of you. That I want to take care of you forever. I made food for the others to, but I thought we could eat alone tonight". He leaned over and kissed her lips. Her face was still flushed from the heat of the stove and she gave him a sweet smile.
That night they ate with conversation about their upcoming wedding. "Hermione, I have to be honest. This wedding thing is really wearing me down. I don't know how much longer I can last with them asking me about cakes and flowers. I mean, it's all the same to me. I just want to be married."
"I know, it's getting to me too. I picked out my dress, it's enough for me. I thought I could do this, but it's harder than I thought." She was totally honest with him. She didn't pretend because she had been the one to push the wedding, but she told him what she was feeling.
"Let's elope. Let's just go tonight" he told her suddenly.
"Draco we can't. we've done all this planning we have to follow through" she told him. She wanted to do this, but she had already done so much for the big day.
"We can do the wedding, but let's just escape. Let's elope tonight. They will never know. We can go through with the wedding but it won't be as important that it's so perfect anymore. Come on" he said so fast with such determination in his heart. He wanted this.
"Ok. You know I think that's a good idea. After dinner pack your bag. We will tell them that we are going out for one night for a break from all this craziness. They have to understand that" she said with the gears in her head turning faster than ever.
They finished eating quickly as they were both so excited. They packed their bags silently and apparated them to the car. They went back and told their parents who reluctantly agreed to let them go and they were off. Next stop. . .marriage.