RonFan- Your review is definitely the longest I have ever had. I am soo glad I got it though. Thank you, I can't wait until I graduate. The four years of high school went by sooo fast for me though. It is crazy. I am glad you like this story. It means a lot to me. I was supposed to get this out earlier, but my dad was in a horrible mood so, naturally, he took it out on me. What else is new?

Heartsyhawk- awe yay! I am glad. I am actually getting two chapters today put up. I had a little extra time.

Sissiro- what is a pregger? Sorry my mind is a little gone today. Thank you for adding me to your favorites.

Chrisoriented- Ummm ok?

hEAtH-LovER- I wont stop I promise. I will read your story as soon as I update.

ashley48506- I hope you got my e-mail. Thank you, I cant wait to graduate... though I am a little afraid, for obvious reasons (I DON'T WANNA GROW UP!! Lol)

BeCkY6- always

MidnightPrincess- yeah I know.

IF ANYONE WANTS E-MAIL UPDATES LEAVE IT IN YOUR REVIEW!

"AARRRGGG!!!" Hermione yelled. "If I ever see that no good son of a bitch ever again I am going to cut his balls off and then I am going to kill him. Slowly and painfully he will die." Now our nice little Hermione would never say these this if it weren't for her trying to fit something the size of a watermelon through a 10-centimeter hole. Yeah I would say that she has every right to be angry and yelling obscenities.

"Hermione calm down. You need to breathe. And STOP TRYING TO BREAK MY HAND!" Draco said, through gritted teeth.

In the past month Draco had acted like a replacement father. For some reason he felt as if it was his job to take care of Hermione's late night cravings, getting things for her, he even painted her toenails. Now that Hermione was in labor he was being her coach. Though he never before thought that in the job description of "coach" that it would say "have the wone in labor break every finger on your hand", because Hermione was well on the way of crushing his fingers.

Hermione sent a glare his way, and that shut him up. Even though he was quiet, he eyes were watering from the pain.

"Ok, Miss Granger, one last push and you will be a mother." Madame Pomfrey told her.

Hermione pushed with all her might and at the end, she heard the first cry of her child. She threw herself back onto her pillows and calmed her breathing.

A few moments later Madame Pomfrey brought her now clean baby back to her covered in blankets. "I would like you to meet you new baby girl." She placed the small bundle in Hermione's arms.

Tears sprung to Hermione's eyes as she smiled down at her newborn child. "What do you think I should name her, Draco?" She looked up at him.

He looked shocked. "Why are you asking me? She is yours."

Hermione laughed quietly. "Because you have acted like her father, even though you didn't need too. I think you should have a hand in naming her." She looked back down at the child.

"She looks like a Deena." He smiled at the baby.

"Deena Granger, I like it." She beamed.

"Me too. Hey Deena, I am your friend Draco." He said talking in baby talk to the bundle. "I am going to teach you how to fly a broomstick and catch a snitch. You will not grow up without Quidditch in your life."

Hermione laughed at this. "You going to turn our daughter into a seeker?"

He laughed "Yes I- wait did you just say 'our'?" His face was serious.

"I did didn't I?" she smiled. "You find that a problem don't you?" She said, her smile fading.

"Honestly I don't. I am looking forward to fathering this child." He smiled, on the inside he was jumping for joy. Helping Hermione made him fall in love with this baby. He was hoping that she would want his help. "You know, after graduation, Mom said that she would buy me a house. What do you say to you and Deena moving in with me?"

Hermione looked shocked. She was about to answer when the baby gurgled. She laughed. "Well I guess that's a yes."

Draco smiled, as smile that made his eyes sparkle. "Good, I will be making arrangements with Mom next week. She'll send me pictures of the houses she finds."

"I can't wait." She smiled at him and then at Deena.

"Hermione, can we see her yet?" Hermione heard yelling through the infirmary door. She laughed.

"Come on in guys."

Almost immediately after she said this, the door was opened and two guys and a girl ran in. All three of them had come to terms with Hermione trusting Draco, but that didn't mean they were nice to him. But things were getting better, less insults thrown, less curses and hexes aimed at the other.

"Its about time." Said Ginny as she came to a stop next to Hermione's bedside. "How cute is she?"

Hermione beamed. "She is adorable."

"Her eyes are incredible." Ginny said, admiring her best friends daughter.

Hermione hadn't noticed before, but the minute she did, she passed Deena over to Draco and began to cry.

"'Mione what's wrong?" Harry went over and put an arm around her.

She sniffled. "She has his eyes." Harry's eyes widened. "I am going to have to be reminded of those eyes for the rest of my life."

Harry pulled her into his embrace not knowing what else to say.

A few minutes of silence passed, with Ron, Draco, and Ginny, looking with concerned eyes at the crying girl.

"Alright, Alright. Visiting hours are over. Only Mr. Malfoy is allowed to stay." Madame Pomfrey rushed into the infirmary.

"Why does he get to stay?" Ron asked, looking and Draco with a certain amount of loathing.

"Well, that's easy, Weasel, I am acting as Deena's father." Draco smirked. Hermione looked up at him, and smacked him in the side. "What was that for?"

"Because I wanted to tell them and in a nicer manner." Hermione snapped.

"Oh." Was all he could say.

"HER FATHER??? YOU ARE ACTUALLY GOING TO LET HIM BE HER FATHER????" Ron shouted. Ginny and Harry just looked surprised, not at all as angry as Ron looked at this very moment.

"Stop yelling Ron, you are more mature than that." Ginny scolded.

Ron muttered an apology and then waited for Hermione's excuse.

"Yes, Ron I am going to let him be her father. He is already on the birth certificate, we signed it right before you guys got here." Hermione answered calmly.

"Well," Harry stood. "Congratulations, Malfoy. I think you will make a fairly good father." Harry stepped closer so only Draco could hear. "You will be fine, unless you try to turn Deena against us and teach her the Dark Arts." He bit.

Draco winced. "Don't worry Potter. I am not my father."

Harry stepped back. "Good." Harry stuck his hand out.

Draco readjusted Deena in his arms and shook Harry's hand.

At this point, Ron's jaw was on the floor. "I don't believe this. I am seeing it but I still don't believe it."

After hearing her brother, Ginny stood. "Congratulations, Malfoy. You'll do fine. I just have one request."

"Ok.." Draco looked a bit apprehensive.

"Make sure you teach her ALL of the aspects of Quidditch. We don't need ANOTHER seeker. Give her a choice." Ginny smiled.

Draco let out the breath he had been holding. "I think I can do that for you."

Ron shook his head. "Everyone has gone bonkers." With that he turned and walked out.

Hermione was upset at the stubbornness of her friend. Though on the inside she was jumping for joy at the way her other friends accepted Draco and congratulated him. She felt proud of them for doing that.

"Do we have to make her a Quidditch player?" Hermione made herself known.

"YES!" said the three.

"Ok then." She held her hands up in surrender.

"Miss Granger, have your friends left yet?" yelled Madame Pomfrey from her office.

"Umm, Yeah, they just left." Hermione answered. "Bye guys." She whispered as the two snuck out the door.