Love on the Rocks with no Ice

Chapter Four

Not really sure where this is really going at the moment, but stay with me please, I hope it will get better.

Oh Hermione's the Potions Teacher, Blaise does Divination, and Draco Defence Against The Dark Arts for obvious Malfoy reasons

Once more into the something or rather

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Hermione was deep in thought when Dumbledore and Malfoy came through the door of her classroom.

"Ah Professor Granger I thought that we would find you here. Are you still feeling unwell?"

"I'm feeling a bit better sir."

"But not well enough to come to breakfast and hear my announcements?"

Her blushed, "No sir sorry."

"That's quite all right. I'm sure you had a good reason." Dumbledore sat down t one of the desks at the front of the room and motioned for Draco to do the same. Malfoy did so while trying not to look at Hermione.

"I have decided that you two shall be teaching the third year sex education this year. And before you both object, I have already made up my mind. I know that the two of you will manage to work together as you have done in the past." Dumbledore produced from the depths of his robes two large mounds of paper, which he levitated to Draco and Hermione. "These are your class outlines of the topics to cover. There will be two classes, with two houses in them. Classes will be once a week for two hours for the first half of the year. Hopefully this topic will not be too difficult for the both of you, you are after all mature adults." Dumbledore looked at Hermione with a small, knowing smile.

Dumbledore stood from the desk that he sat at. "I shall leave you two to discuss the lessons. Madame Pomfrey will be more than happy to help you with any questions you have. I shall see you both at lunch." With that the headmaster left the room.

Hermione looked uncomfortably around the round, not wanting to even catch Draco in her eye line for a second. They both avoided each other for as long as possible, until Hermione had the unfortunate feeling of throwing up again. She ran out of the room, not caring what Draco thought or what he did. She reached her private office just in time and was sick for the second time that morning. She made her way to her chair, and lowered herself down. Summoning some water, Hermione closed her eyes and tried not to think about the man in the other room. It didn't work at all. All her thoughts were based on Draco Malfoy and their unborn child. She sat at her desk. Not wanting to move, but eventually had to as there was a knock on her door. She rose slowly from her seat and opened the door. It was Draco.

"Not that I care any more Granger, but are you okay? It sounded like you were vomiting." "I'm fine Draco. Can we just get on with going over the stuff we need to and get back to our lives?"

Fine with me. Like I'd actually want to spend anymore time with you than I'd have to." He moved back into the classroom and sat at a desk, looking a lot like he did ten years ago at his first time at Hogwarts.

Hermione smiled slightly at the memory of Draco at school, but quickly purged the thought from her mind.

She sat at the desk opposite his, so it wouldn't be too uncomfortable for either of them. She was misguided in that, as anything would have them uncomfortable.

The silence around them grew as they both tried to avoid the other's gaze. Finally Draco spoke. "We should get this over and done with Granger. It's bad enough that we have to teach a class together, let alone spend my whole Sunday with you."

"You know, there used to be a time when you would have loved to have spend your whole Sunday with me." The words came out of Hermione's mouth before she could stop them.

Draco's eyes narrowed, and a look of anger and hurt graced his face. "That was before you ripped my heart out from my chest and ate it."

Hermione looked down at her hands, trying not to admit to herself that Draco was right. "Sorry. Let's just leave our personal lives out of this and get onto this stupid thing." She grabbed her set of papers and began to leaf through them.

Draco watched her for a moment, the hurt and anguish clearly evident in his eyes, before he too started to read the booklet that Dumbledore had given him.

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In another part of the castle, Blaise, Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey were in a deep discussion.

"You've got them working together on a sex ed class? They'll probably kill each other, or destroy the school!" Blaise was pacing the room, wondering if Dumbledore had gone utterly mad.

"I assure you Blaise that they won't. If anything it shall bring them back together so they may raise their children in harmony and love." Dumbledore spoke calmly through a mouthful of lemon drops.

Blaise stopped her pacing and looked at the old man. "You have lost your marbles. Hermione's engaged to Potter, and Draco can't stand the sight of her. How is that going to get them back together? And did you say children? As in more than just the one they have on the way now?"

"They're expecting twins Blaise." Madame Pomfrey spoke up after watching Blaise and Dumbledore go at it.

Dumbledore nodded, "There's a prophecy about them. Draco and Hermione, givers of life to the two that will lead the wizarding world into a new age."

"Do either of them know about this?"

Dumbledore shook his head at Blaise's question. "Hermione will have no idea until she is told. Draco on the other hand, may have some clue, he is, after all highly interested prophecies, especially those dealing with the Malfoy name."

"So he already kinda knows?"

This time it was Madame Pomfrey who answered Blaise, "He may know the prophecy, but it does not name names, so he could believe it to be anyone in his family, past or future."

"Right. So how do we get them back together?" Blaise seemed reconciled to the nutty behaviour shared by both Dumbledore and Pomfrey.

The elder two looked at each other and then at Blaise.

"That's where you come in Blaise. In another prophecy, you, it would seem, as "the friend and supporter of the givers of life", marry Harry, so as to prevent Hermione from marrying him, "the mighty scarred wizard who comes in the way of the fate of the life givers."

Blaise's widened as she stared at Dumbledore. She remained motionless for a moment, trying to process what the old wizard had just told her.

"I'm supposed to marry Potter? I don't even like the man! I never ever have! Slytherins and Griffyndors are not supposed to be together, unless it's Hermione and Draco, of course. But there is no way on earth that you will get me to marry Potter. Ick." She collapsed into the nearest chair, the shock finally overcoming her emotions.

"I'm sorry Blaise, but it is written, and it must be so." Dumbledore's voice was sympathetic, but did nothing for Blaise.

"Albus, is there any way that Blaise will be able to end the marriage after Hermione and Draco are safe from the threat of Harry?"

Dumbledore turned to Madame Pomfrey and sadly shook his head. "You know as well as I do Poppy that wizarding marriages are for life, especially with the special bond during the ceremony. I am sorry Blaise. But if it's any consolation you shall not have to see Harry all that much throughout your marriage, he will be too busy with his own life."

That's supposed to make me feel better? Are you insane Albus?" she stopped herself and thought for a minute, "There's really no other way for Hermione and Draco to be together?" she already knew the answer, but had to ask.

"Sorry my dear. You of all people should know how truthful prophecies can be, a number of yours that you made while still a student have already come true."

"I know, especially the one with concerning me, Draco and Hermione. Yeah. Fine. So how are we going to get potter to marry me instead? Oh and by the way, I'm going to want an incredibly large bonus for this. I have to marry one of my least favourite people thanks to you and Professor Trelawney, so I'd better get something good out of it." Blaise had come to the incredibly quick conclusion that regardless of how much she protested, nothing was going to stop Dumbledore and Pomfrey from making her go through with a marriage to Potter.

"Thank you Blaise. And don't worry about a bonus, you shall get your reward for you personal sacrifice after the weddings and once everything has been sorted." Dumbledore smiled at her, a strange twinkle in his eye, as if he knew something that Blaise didn't.

The trio talked more about how they would substitute Blaise for Hermione without anyone knowing, especially Harry and it was decided that a polyjuice potion would be the best way to go. The trouble was that Hermione was the potions teacher, and just like Snape before her, would instantly notice if anything had gone missing from her ingredients cabinet. Blaise realised that they were going to have to tell Hermione of the plan; otherwise they could never get away with it. The one question that was left at the eventual end of the meeting, was how exactly to tell her.