Occasus- I update like EVERYDAY bc I have no life and I don't like to keep my public waiting...hehe jk.

RonFan- Wow.. crazy. Nah I'm just playin'. I would sleep with a picture of Draco if I had a good enuff one. Are you talking about oober cooky and yonkish? I like to call it Taryn language. It's a psychotic version of English. Yeah she is a bit outta her mind... ok so her is REALLY out of her mind. 'I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world, I am plastic and its fantastic.' Hahaha. Sry I used to love that song. Yeah so I was a geek. Oh well. ( the next day) Oh my god!! I am soooo pissed at the moment. I am not currently dateless to prom! I might as well not even go. If I have to go alone I will friggin shoot my self. I hate my life.

Spikefan- I never thought about that. That's a good idea. I might write that in somehow. But first I just need to think of a name for Mr. Rapist Dude. Lol

Katkit- I can't wait either.

Stinkyirma- Thanks for your nice review. I needed it. I needed to be happy... even if it was for a fleeting moment (

Stinkyirma- ok. I'm sorry. It's just that I get to like the perfect place to end things no matter how short it is. Plus it doesn't take me THAT long to update, I update EVERY day. I don't like English either. But today I did, we got to go outside and talk about my Mexican exchange student friend's (really hott guy, he reminds me of a A&F model) umm assets. ;-)

Sissiro- You're the second person that told me that.

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO STINKYIRMA BC SHE GAVE ME ADVICE :-D

After a day full of shopping, and a pocket full of shrunken bags, Hermione went to go find a hidden corner to Apparate home. When she found one and got into it, she wasn't alone.

"Well, if it isn't my little whore. Come back for more?" the voice hissed in her ear.

Hermione froze. She instantly remembered that voice from almost a year ago. She whimpered as he grabbed her arms and pulled her close to his, her back to his chest.

"I told you last time that whining will get you nowhere." He snapped. "Turn around." He let go of her so she could turn towards him.

She took this to her advantage and Apparated home. She appeared in the living room where she collapsed on the couch crying.

"Hermione, are you-"Draco entered the living room and laid eyes on Hermione. "'Mione, what's wrong?" He asked instantly worried.

Hermione looked up with red watery eyes. "He is back." She was consumed with tears again.

Draco went over, sat next to her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Shhh. Don't worry, as long as I am around, you can't get hurt."

A While Later

Hermione and Draco were going through all of the things that Hermione bought for Deena. They were in Hermione's bedroom, and Deena was on the floor in a baby chair.

Hermione was in a better disposition now that she knew she could depend on him. He made her feel safe. For that she was happy.

"Gryffendor colors?" Draco asked, holding up a baby blanket that was scarlet and gold.

"Yeah so?" Hermione defended.

"Why Gryffendor colors?" He asked, wide eyed. They might be friends not, but that did not mean that Draco liked Gryffendor.

"Because I am a Gryffendor." Hermione stood with her hands on her hips.

Draco dropped the blanket and huffed.

Hermione giggled, and dropped her hands. "Draco" she said, "Look in the next bag."

Draco did as she said, and his eyes lit up like a kid in a candy shop. He pulled from the bag a green baby hat, and a pair of silver mittens. In that bag was also a snowsuit that was silver. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Hermione." He ran over and hugged her.

She laughed pushing him away from her. "They are for Deena, not you."

He smiled. "Duh. I mean thank you, for making so she doesn't have to grow up with Gryffendor stuff all around her. I, for one, would get sick of it easily."

She playfully pushed him, "Of course your would. You're you."

He stood with mock hurt. "I take offence to that."

She laughed and went over, picked up Deena, then brought her to the nursery for bedtime, but not before muttering "whiner".

He followed her to retort, but when he saw her holding Deena and rocking her slowly and singing, all thoughts of revenge were forgotten.

"Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama 's gonna buy you a diamond ring
And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Mama 's gonna buy you a looking glass
And if that looking glass gets broke,
Mama 's gonna buy you a billy goat
And if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama 's gonna buy you a cart and bull
And if that cart and bull fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town." She ended the song in a whisper; Deena was now sound asleep in her arms.

She quietly padded over to the crib and placed Deena in it. She then realized that she didn't bring in the new blanket.

Draco saw this, and accio'd (A/N not a word) the blanket. "Looking for this?" he whispered, entering the room.

"Thank you." She replied quietly. She walked back next to the crib and placed the blanket over the sleeping child.

"She is beautiful." Draco said softly, coming to stand next to Hermione.

"She is isn't she?" Hermione looked up at him.

'Just like her mother'. He thought.

---OOOOO FLUFF!!!-------