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Draco sat in the waiting room staring at his feet. When did life get so complicated? It seemed like only a little while ago he had been sitting at Hogwarts, his life in someone else's hands cruising through life. And now here he was sitting in St. Mundago's hospital waiting for the doctor to tell him the woman he loved and the woman he married were both alright.

"Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco looked up and saw a middle aged wizard in doctor's robes staring down at him gravely.

"Yes."

"Come with me, we need to talk."

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Hermione opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a big window with the sun shining in. She closed her eyes again and let herself bask in the light for a few moments before forcing them open again and facing the bleak reality that lay before her.

The doctor knew. She had accepted that, and also knew that soon Draco would know as well. She wondered what he would say, how he would react. She smiled wistfully remembering a conversation she had had with him little over a year ago.

"So how many children are we going to have Hermione? 2.....3......35?"

Hermione whipped around and glared at Draco.

"35?"

"I was just joking."

"You better be buster, because I have no intention of having children for a couple of years still."

"Couple of years?" Draco asked sadly. Hermione smiled and put caressed his face with her hand.

"Well, if we're always together like you predict, then that's plenty of time."

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Draco numbly got to his feet and walked out of the doctor's office. He continued walking until he reached Hermione's door. He hesitated for a moment but then took the knob into his own shaking hands and turned it firmly.

She had a hell of a lot of explaining to do.

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