Yeah I am really glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. Personally I think I half assed the fifth one. The sixth one had major edits from the original draft I had. It turned out good.
Well if all read the reviews read Legessa's. Now I can't promise anything, know this though: THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL.
Thank you all for your beautiful reviews! I have noticed that I have not put that much Draco into the story. I am very unsatisfied in the Draco area so I will make this chapter more about him. And then try to balance it out.
Heavy 'R' rating. (aka: the good stuff! :D)
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Chapter 7~ Their Joy, His bad news
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Hermione was walking to her dorm still in shock of the news she received. She couldn't believe it, her, a mom? She hoped that she would do a good job of raising it…even though the fear of the child still being a bastard has her up the wall. She entered the dorm and didn't see Draco there. I guess he's in his room. She recalled how upset he had been about receiving a two-bedroom dorm. She wondered if Dumbledore knew about…Could this have been why he gave us a two-bedroom dorm? Did he know? Or had he thought that there might have been a possibility of me getting pregnant? She had come to Draco's door and knocked. She couldn't hear any sounds and just entered.
Draco was asleep on his bed. He looked so peaceful she didn't want to wake him. She left his room thinking that maybe later she would tell him she left the med wing. Hermione entered her own room wanting so bad just to crawl into bed. She still thought about the pregnancy. So it would be bad huh? The stronger the child the worse the gestation period. She hoped her two children would be nice and strong, regardless of how bad her pregnancy would be. She was changing and decided to brush her teeth. Just as the taste of toothpaste reached her brain, she was overtaken by another bout of nausea. Good Lord will this end soon? She thanked the heavens that she was already in the bathroom.
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Draco had been having a weird dream. His dream was not reoccurring, more like getting clearer every time….
A girl with honey brown hair lay in a bed with a man beside her. He had put restraints on her and spoke.
"Now you will be mine Hermione. You always were. I know now that he took you away from me. Don't worry you will be safe," came an evil voice.
Hermione was whimpering and struggling to get away from this mad man. She had never been afraid of this man for what she had to do would kill him and make him leave the ones she loved in peace.
"You will never possess me Tom. You can't if…."
Draco woke up with a start. It had been Hermione. And Voldemort was the one who captured her. Why and when? Draco had always had the foreboding feeling and somehow he felt it was starting to recede. If what he just had was not a dream and maybe a glimpse, then he had nothing to worry about. She would be alright. He decided it would be better if he took a shower and maybe go visit his wife in the med wing. He got up and headed for the bathroom. When he was about to open the door he heard a person heaving.
Who else could it be but his wife?
"Hermione are you alright?" he asked walking into the bathroom. She was bent over the toilet and looked up for a moment, whipping the remains of her lunch from the side of her mouth.
"Yeah peachy fantastic. You?" she said with humor alight in her eyes. Draco smiled but was somewhat curious.
"How did it go with Madam Pomfrey? Did you find out what was making you sick?"
Hermione got back up and finished brushing her teeth. After she had gargled she returned to her husband.
"Yeah, but actually it was my dad who told me what was wrong. He came and told me…that it was a Devilian condition. Kinda like a Muggle flu only Devilian. So what woke you up? I walked in earlier and saw you asleep," she said as she gave him a quick peck.
"Well I had a sort of dream and I just wanted to take a shower. If you aren't done I could wait," he said already reaching for the door. Hermione grabbed his hand and held it while her other free one ran down his chest.
"No please by all means, take one. I'll be more than glad to assist."
Draco smiled. "Then in that case," he undid the robe that Hermione had put on and began to kiss her neck. Hermione took delight in his actions and trailed her hands down to his pants since his shirt was already off. The rob fell off Hermione and revealed her in a tank and panty set. Draco fingered the hem of the panties and moved his lips up to her hers. Hermione felt so alive when his lips touched hers. She hadn't had any action since they had come back from their honeymoon. Just as she felt her husband's tongue start to explore her mouth, another wave of nausea hit her and she sprinted directly to the toilet.
"Now that's a reaction I never had," Draco said a bit dismayed. Hermione didn't hurl but thought she had to.
"What reaction?" She said as she lifted herself from the hovering position over the toilet.
"Well I never had a girl get sick like you just did when I kissed them," he said pouting.
Hermione smiled. She thought he looked absolutely adorable when he pouted.
She raised a questioning eyebrow. "Just how many girls have you kissed pre tell?"
"Uh…I don't think it would be safe to tell you," he looked at her flashing eyes, "I do value my life after all."
"That many huh?" She said coming closer to him. "Well I am very appreciative of the guys who have kissed me. They helped me get some practice…for when I would need it."
Draco raised his eyebrow now questioningly at her. "And how many guys pre tell have you kissed?"
Hermione knew that he was just teasing and she was fooling around her self too, but she liked doing this. Making him slightly peeved was fun. She was now slipping her arms around his neck.
"I lost count when I hit double digits," she said before kissing him.
Draco disregarded the last comment and now focused on the beautiful devil kissing him. He pulled her closer to him and slipped his tongue in to survey her mouth fully. He had wanted this so bad. Ever since two months ago, he had been deprived of his married life privileges. His wife had the idea that their 'aerobic exercise' would get in the way of their studies. This year being the last one and with NEWTS, she had been stanch on her decision. He knew however, that she could only hold out for so long.
He felt her slip away for the second time and run to the toilet this time actually regurgitating. When she was done she looked over to disappointed husband.
"You know I think I'll call it a night Draco," she walked over to him and gave him a quick peck, "good night love."
Draco grabbed her waist and pulled her to him still angry about being deprived of his privileges.
"Will you at least sleep with me tonight. I get lonely," he said pouting again. Hermione smiled, but decided against it. She didn't want to be talked into anything compromising. Her husband, as she found out, could be very persuasive. She gave him another quick peck and left his embrace.
"Now if I go with you my bed will feel lonely. Good night," with that she opened the door in the bathroom that led to her room and walked away.
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Draco had finished taking his shower and returned to his room still very disappointed with the way the earlier events turned out. She must be really sick though to hurl like that. I wonder what is it exactly that she has. I am pretty sure she was lying to me about it being just a Devilian sickness. Draco cleared his mind as he prepared for bed. He was about to get in when he heard a tapping on his window. He went to it and found that it was Ria.
He let her in and watched as she went to perch on the chair of his desk. Draco went over and detached the letter from her leg.
"Thanks Ria. You can stay the night seeing as how I am all alone," he said bitterly as he opened the note. It was from his father. Damn.
Draco,
Look, just because you married that Mudblood doesn't mean that it will interfere with our plan. You are scheduled to receive the Dark Mark on the 20th of December. The Lord is ready for you. Make sure you don't tell the wench of you wife. I don't know if she is leaking information to Dumbledore.
Be there or be dead,
Lucius
Draco crumpled up the letter and then it fell from his hands in the form of ashes. How could he? That bastard wanted his son to proceed with what he wanted all along. Now that Hermione was with him and that she was Devilian, would the Dark Lord finally get what he has wanted. No. Father wouldn't tell his precious Lord that his son had snatched her from right under his nose. At least with that excuse Draco had an advantage. He would have to tell her though. All-Hollow's Eve. I'll tell her then. Merlin knows we're not going to the ball.
Draco suddenly felt that foreboding feeling melt away. There was no way in hell that Lucius would dare tell the Lord that Hermione was married to his son. He would die. Lucius is too much of a coward to do that. Also Hermione and Draco were very powerful. Who's to say that they couldn't beat Voldemort? Draco felt very happy indeed. Maybe things will be better from now on.
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Hermione woke the next day a little better. She got dressed in some jeans and blue quarter sleeve shirt and went to find Draco. She was so happy yet so nervous because of tomorrow. She is going to tell him about the pregnancy and hope to Merlin that he wanted them just as much as she did. She went into his room and found him still sleeping. Not wanting to wake him, she left his dorm and went down for some breakfast. I guess because of all the hurling, I am finally hungry.
She entered the great hall and went to take a seat next to Ron and Harry. She didn't see Ginny around though.
"Hey guys where is Gin? I thought she would have been down by now," Hermione said helping herself to some bacon and eggs with a side of toast.
Harry looked sullen. "She's not here. She went with Dean to Hogsmeade before she went to classes. Sodding Dean," Harry muttered as he stabbed the bacon.
"Well serves you right Harry. You should have mad the first move AGES ago. You didn't and here is the result," she commented taking a rather large portion of bacon and munching it down. Harry snapped out of his mood and Ron looked as if Hermione had shot someone. She looked up at them and confused, asked, "What? Did I do something wrong?"
"Herm…well its just that-" Ron cut Harry off.
"Do you realize that you just ate a piece of PIG?" He asked flabbergasted.
Hermione shrugged. "So what of it?"
"HERMIONE YOU'RE A BLOODY VEGETARIAN!!!!!" Harry said also in an incredulous state.
Hermione paled. She was a bloody vegetarian!(So am I :D) She thought quickly and decided to use this to her advantage.
"No wonder!!" she said in mock shock.
"No wonder what?" Ron asked eating his own bacon.
"Well I have eaten chicken quite a few times and it has been recently. You guys know that I am…different. Well meat is bad for us," she explained as she removed the bacon from her plate. She did so reluctantly. Obviously the two blokes in her had a craving for meat.
As she finished her meal and conversed with the guys, Hermione felt a tap on he shoulder. She turned to see the beautiful brown eyes of Viktor.
"Oh hi Viktor. How are you this morning?" she asked controlling the nervous feeling she had.
"Vell I am fine, but I am afraid that I need your help vith something. I asked Dumbledore if he vould, but the Headmaster thinks that you would do better vith it," Viktor said as he helped Hermione up.
"Sure Professor Krum. I would love to help you," she noticed Draco come in and give Viktor a look of extreme loathing, "just tell me what it is."
"I am afraid that is rather hard. You vould haff to see it to believe it," he said scratching his head.
"Alright let's go. Bye guys oh and Harry, make your move today. Bye," she exited the Great Hall with Viktor and her linked arm in arm.
Draco couldn't believe it! She had left with HIM and she darn well knows what he is after. Maybe I should go and investigate.
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Viktor still hadn't let go of Hermione's arm and she was quite annoyed with it. Why did he want to see her? Had this all been a joke to get her to come with him alone?
"Viktor please tell me what is going on. We have already passed your class," Hermione said apprehensively. Viktor looked thoughtful for a moment and then answered her question.
"Hermioniny ve haff known each other a long time. I rather wanted to…I vas hoping to talk to you about vy ve broke up," he said now looking into her eyes.
"Well…I just…Viktor we had a long distance relationship. Yes I know that they can be hard, but that is part of the reason why I broke up with you. I didn't see you after the start of last year, after…" Hermione shuddered as she remembered what happened.
Viktor had a look of angry understanding. He knew what happened last year…part of it anyway. She had told him what had happened and then left him. Told him that she didn't love him and that she wanted to be on her own for a while.
"Hermioniny, did you tell me the whole truth about what happened. You left me really vith no understanding of why," Viktor had now stopped walking since they were outside in a garden area.
Hermione glanced away from him and shook her head. "No and you do deserve and explanation. I…I was just too scared and…" Hermione felt tears starting to sting at the back of her eyes. How do I tell him that I was nearly killed?
"Viktor when I started the year off, I was fine. But then I started getting notes…threatening ones. Well one day I was walking to Hagrid's hut near the edge of the forest and I was attacked. A tall man grabbed me and pulled me into the forest. I tried to scream, but he had put the Silencing Charm on me. Anyway, he had me pinned to a tree. Gods…I can clearly remember what he said to me. 'Let this be a warning to Potter.' And then he pulled out his wand and was about to hex me, but then his evil face contorted to one of…." Hermione stopped, unable to continue.
Viktor held her and soothed her. "You don't haff to keep going. I get the picture, you can stop," his thick accent blowing the words into her ears.
"No you deserve and explanation. Well like I was saying the guy got a wicked smile and started to kiss me. Well he violated me, but before he actually went all the way, he stopped. He looked at me and said, 'I wouldn't want to soil myself with the likes of you.'
He took out his wand again and started saying the Avada curse. Well the thing is that he never got to say it because he was blown away. I had heard someone yell a hex and turned to see that it was Draco," she stopped again remembering the way of things.
"Well the man turned to Draco and I think he was shocked to see him there but….the man got his wand again and yelled Cruciatus Curse. The hex never hit Draco though; I stopped it by stepping in front of him. It hurt like hell, but then I quickly recovered only to find that Draco scared off the man. He had protected me," Hermione looked up into Viktor's eyes and with a soft voice finally uttered the truth.
"I nearly got raped and killed that night. I was just so afraid that if something like that were to happen again, you wouldn't have to worry," she finally told him the truth and he had a right to know.
Viktor took all of this in and hugged her tighter. "Hermioniny vy didn't you ever tell me. I vould haff understood. Just let me tell you thought that I still feel, as I did when I was 18, completely in love vith you," Viktor leaned in to try and kiss her, but Hermione turned and he kissed her cheek.
"Viktor I am very flattered, but I can't…not now," she said looking away again.
"I understand. I just needed to know. Thank you," Viktor said warmly.
Hermione nodded and left back down the hall.
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Draco never really got the chance to go and spy on his wife. He was stopped in the hall by Pansy. He groaned inwardly as she called for him.
"Hey Draco where are you going? You left the table so suddenly," she said curiously.
"Well can't I take a leak by myself Pansy? I was coming right back," he lied. He really wanted to go see what his wife and lover boy were doing.
Pansy got closer to him and Draco tried to back off, but she had him cornered to a wall.
"Draco you have been away a lot and when you talk to us, you seem…distracted. As if you were wishing to be somewhere else," Pansy said finally pressing herself to him.
Draco didn't hate the girl, he just didn't like her. She was to oh what's the word…easy.
"Please Pansy get off. I really have to go," he said urgently. This was only half true. He did have to take a piss, but he really wanted to see what those two were up to.
"Just let me get what I came for and I'll go," she said softly. Pansy made contact with Draco's lips. Draco didn't respond, but he didn't push her off right away. Pansy felt a jolt of electricity go through her system and parted.
When they did part Draco looked over to his right for he had heard footsteps. Hermione.
Pansy looked smugly at Hermione and Draco had a neutral face. Inside though, he was squirming.
*Please this isn't what it looks like. * Draco pleaded, but only to find that Hermione had blocked her mind from him.
"Well Granger good of you to come. I have been meaning to pay you back for the gift you gave me at the train station," Pansy said already having her wand in hand.
"Really Pansy and tell me what were you going to do, transfigure me, hex me? Please you have the aim of a blind man. Though I really shouldn't insult the blind man," Hermione said trying to control her temper at the fact that her husband had been kissing another woman.
Pansy didn't retort; she acted. Before Hermione and Draco could register what was happening, Pansy already had her wand aiming at Hermione's stomach and yelled, "Persona Exeme!" Before Hermione could shield her abdomen, the curse hit her and threw her back against the wall (which was about 10 feet away). Hermione lay there with a 3rd degree burn on her abdomen and blood trickling down her thigh.
Draco was in shock. Pansy had used a curse that is second to the Avada! Draco turned to her seething. He grabbed her by the arms and pushed her against the wall.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? UH?" he boomed around the empty corridor. Pansy was shaking in her boots for she did not expect Draco to get angry, quite the opposite really. She congregated up some courage and answered.
"I wanted her to pay! Why are you so angry anyway? She's just a fucking Mudblood," Pansy had obviously said something wrong for Draco's grip on her arms tightened considerably.
"WELL LET ME THINK…SHE'S A HEAD GIRL FOR ONE AND THE OTHER IS THAT YOU USED A CURSE THAT COULD SEND YOUR ASS TO AZAKABAN! YOU BLONDE BITCH, PERSONA EXEME…DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DOES?" Draco's temper had not attenuated; in fact it was getting stronger.
Pansy had learned this curse from her father. Although the only thing he had told her was that it was for making a person unconscious.
"Yes I do know. It makes a person unconscious for a while. Why are you so alarmed over it?" She asked struggling to get out of his fierce grasp.
Draco shook his head and got more temperamental because of this girl's stupidity.
"NO YOU ASS! PERSONA EXEME MAKES A PERSON GO INTO ACOMA! AND THEY DON'T WAKE UP EVER!" Draco tried to calm down and succeeded, but around her, he didn't know how long he could keep that way.
Pansy was now quaking. "Do you think I will be expelled?"
Draco sighed and let go of her. "Pansy…I'll be surprised if your ass doesn't get sent to Azkaban. Go now before I decide to kill you," Draco said walking away from her. Pansy knew better than to question him in this state.
Draco went over to Hermione and saw the burn on her stomach and the blood. He could very well go up and stay with her in the med wing. He grabbed her hand and blazed her up to the infirmary. When he got there, he placed her on a bed and then blazed back down and resumed his doings at the Slytherine table.
He needed to get Potter and Weasley to get check up on her. He saw the feminine Weasley sit down next to Potter. She knows about the wedding. She could go and save me the trouble. Without hesitation, he got up and went to the Gryffidor table.
When he got there, many bewildered eyes were cast upon him. Ignoring them he tried to rack his brain for and excuse.
"Weaselette, McGonagall wants a word. Hurry up," Draco made sure to keep his face nice and sneery.
Ginny looked at him funnily and nodded. "I'll be back Harry," she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and left with Malfoy.
On their way out the door Draco's expression changed dramatically. Ginny saw this and knew that something had gone wrong. Before he said anything she spoke.
"What's wrong with her?"
Draco lifted a brow but overlooked it. "I came out here to follow Hermione 'cause she left with Professor Krum…anyway Pansy followed me. She was telling me stuff and then kissed me. I guess my ring does really work because she got a slight shock," at this Ginny looked at him quizzically, "when we parted I heard footsteps and it was Hermione. Pansy was still mad at her for the hex Hermione put on her at the platform and…she hexed Hermione with the Persona Curse," Draco finished hurriedly.
Ginny had her hands over her mouth and then her expression turned to one of extreme loathing. "Did you take her the med wing?"
"Yes she is up there and that's where you come in. Please I need you to check on her," Draco said with an expression of hope.
"Yes fine. But you do know that she will be extremely pissed when she wakes up right?" Ginny asked still shaking with rage.
"Yes. I'll talk to her then. Just please go," Draco urged.
"I'm going, but Draco don't be surprised if you don't see Pansy at lunch," with that the red head turned and walked away.
Draco breathed a sigh of relief and headed back to the Great Hall. One thing that the Weaselette had said made the wheels in Draco's head turn. 'She will be extremely pissed when she wakes up.' Hermione can wake up? Draco felt a bit better at this revelation and hoped to Merlin that the Weaselette kept her promised threat on Pansy. Draco wasn't one to beat girls, but he'd make an exception for the blonde slut.
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Ginny arrived swiftly at the med wing. She saw Pomfrey just look at Hermione in horror. Ginny saw what made the med witch have that expression. She gasped. Hermione was lying on the bed with a bad burn on her stomach followed by blood leaking down her thigh.
"How did this happen?" Pomfrey asked Ginny when she saw her.
"A hex. She found Pansy in the corridor and that blonde bit-wench hexed Hermione with the Persona Exeme curse," Ginny said getting closer to Hermione.
Pomfrey looked pale. "Why would Miss Parkinson do that? Oh never mind, I have to attend to Ms. Granger," before the med witch could do anything, Ginny stopped her.
"You can't help her and you know why Madam. You need to call her Healer," Ginny said taking her friend's hand in her own.
"Yes you are right child. Please give me a moment," Pomfrey quickly stood silent and within the next second a hooded woman came into view. Without asking questions she came to Hermione's side and spoke in a different tongue.
Ginny watched as the Healer chanted and moved her hands above Hermione's body. As the Healer's hands passed over Hermione's body, the burn diminished and the blood receded back into her body.
The Healer turned to Pomfrey and spoke in a light voice. "Should my princess need me again, you know how to reach me. I will be by her room later to check up on her. If she is to wake soon, tell her that her…treasures are fine. Good day Madam," with that the Healer left in a swirl of flames.
"So that's who my healer is. Draco wasn't lying," Hermione said as she received a look of astonishment from the red head and the med witch.
"Merlin Hermione! I can't believe that Pansy did that! You should have seen the look on Draco's face when he looked at her. Are you alright? Do you want me to go get him?" Ginny said now stroking Hermione's hair.
Hermione's expression went cold and Ginny could tell. "Don't talk to me about that jerk," Hermione spat. Ginny stopped stroking her and looked fully confused.
"What is wrong? Oh…" Ginny had been so excited about Hermione waking up that she forgot about the kiss, "Hermione you know that Draco wouldn't cheat on you. Why are you so angry?"
"Ginny you didn't see the kiss. He did nothing to fight her off! He just let her. I…I don't want to see him. You know what pisses me off more? The fact that I won't get to tell him about the pregnancy," Hermione finished with tears threatening to come out.
Ginny completely disregarded Hermione's tears and looked at her in awe. "You…you're pregnant?"
Hermione turned to look at Ginny and smiled. "Yeah cool huh? They're twins," Hermione said still smiling.
"Herm that is great!" Ginny squealed hugging her friend.
"Alright Gin but," a look of utter dreadfulness crossed Hermione's face, "MY GODS! NO!!!"
Pomfrey came to Hermione knowing exactly why she was wailing. "Dear calm down they're fine! THEY'RE FINE!!"
Hermione calmed down and looked relieved and heaved in a sigh. Ginny patted her shoulder for reassurance.
"Madam, can I go back to my dorm please?" Hermione asked hopefully.
The med witch shook her head. "No my dear. I want you to stay here until tonight. Then you may go," Pomfrey went back to her business and left the two younger witches alone.
"Gin?"
"Hmm?"
"Do me a favor and don't tell Draco anything. I want to tell him tomorrow night. Even though I am mad at him, he still should know," Hermione said fixing her torn shirt with a spell.
"No prob! I got to go now or else Harry will get suspicious," Ginny said.
Hermione gave her a look. "You mean you two…"
Ginny shook her head. "In my wildest dreams Herm. Bye," the red head left.
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Draco saw the Weaselette come into the Great Hall and he wanted so badly to ask her how his wife was, but decided against it. How would she be? Angry no doubt. She'll want to hex my ass to the Underworld. He hoped that tonight he would be able to see her at common room.
Damn everyone! Why the hell couldn't he just go up there to her side and kiss her and apologize? Fuck society. Fuck Voldemort. Draco wanted so badly to see her, but knew that he couldn't until otherwise told. Draco saw the Weaselette glare daggers at Pansy and Draco smirked. He knew that he definitely was not going to be seeing Pansy this lunchtime.
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Hermione finally got to leave the damn infirmary. God bless Pomfrey's heart, but Hermione hated hospitals. She decided that she didn't want to see Draco just yet. Let the jerk squirm. Serves him right! She was still angry that he had not pushed that blonde slut off, but knew why. They had to keep up appearances. Just because Hermione was there doesn't mean Draco would stop snogging with Pansy. Merlin, why couldn't this be easier?
Hermione found an empty corridor and quickly blazed up to her room. She stayed there a few hours after taking a shower, fully awake. She remembered that her Healer would be here anytime and waited patiently. She finally saw flames and the hooded woman appeared. Her mouth being visible showed a warm smile.
"How are you feeling my dear? Better?" She asked with a rather young sounding voice.
Hermione nodded. "Yes, but one thing I am not feeling better about are my children. Will they really be ok?" she voiced concerned.
The Healer nodded. "Yes they are very strong. What they probably felt was a slight tap. You see my dear they are fully magic. They are protected by it and since they are royalty, they have more protection. Now let me examine you to make sure that I am not lying," she said with slight amusement and went on examining Hermione.
After she was done the Healer noticed something emotionally wrong with her princess.
"Dear child what is wrong?"
Hermione finished buttoning her shirt and answered. "My husband…I saw him kiss another. I am very annoyed and have not spoken to him since this morning," Hermione said now sitting on the bed.
The Healer looked disapprovingly at this confession. "My dear do be careful with that. Your children will suffer if they do not feel the love of both their parents. This is why only soulmates can procreate in the Underworld. Please don't leave him for more than a 48-hour period. The consequences change, but in every case they are dire. Well my Lady I am off. Heed my counseling. Good night," the Healer left, but not without kissing Hermione on her head.
Hermione didn't worry about the 48-hour clause. She would be talking to Draco tomorrow telling him about their joy. She had already picked out a dress when she went shopping with Ginny last Friday. All in all, Hermione looked forward to tomorrow.
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Draco woke up with a pang in his chest that he had not felt since he got married. Hermione. Lord how he wanted to see her. He suspected that either she was in her room avoiding him or she was still in the med wing. Yesterday he had tried talking to the Weaselette, but she was not there at lunch…neither was Pansy. He smiled at that thought.
How on earth was he going to make it up to his wife? Knowing her, she would be fully pissed and ready to scream at him. He woke fully and went to the bathroom.
Hermione heard him in the bathroom and it took all her resolve not to go in there and shag him senseless. She was feeling that annoying pain in her chest and knew exactly where it came from. But she wouldn't give in…not until tonight. She had house elves bring her food into her room all-day and waited until nighttime to change into her dress.
Draco knew now that Hermione was just avoiding him. She had not eaten breakfast and was sure she was in her room because she had just gotten out of the bathroom. He wanted so badly to just go into the bathroom and take her. It was now nightfall and had prepared the dinner that they had agreed on ever since they were told about the All Hollow's Eve dance. He hoped to Merlin that she would come out and end his torture.
Sure enough Hermione came out and cleared her throat. Draco turned and his jaw caused his mouth to come slightly apart. He didn't know if it was because he had not seen her in a whole day or because of that dress, but she looked absolutely appetizing.
Hermione stood at the foot of the balcony with a coy smile on. She was wearing a black dress that had v cuts in the front and in the back held by thin straps. She wore black easing going sandals. Her dress was made of satin and there were butterflies made of glitter on it. The atmosphere around them was that of two lovers who hadn't seen each other in years.
"Hi," Draco offered also coy.
Hermione moved closer to him and spoke. "Hi. Beautiful dinner you have here," she said gesturing towards the table with two candles on them.
"Oh yeah…it's the least I could do for being an ass. Herm…I am so sorry," Draco started, but was cut off when Hermione shook her head.
"No Draco I am sorry. I shouldn't just have cut you off like that. I love you," she said softly.
Draco eyes flashed and darkened. "Say it again," he said fiercely.
Hermione looked him in the eye and did as told. "I love-" she didn't finish though. Draco couldn't take it anymore. He strode over to her and crashed his lips to hers.
Good Lord its about time! Hermione thought as she was filled with a sense of completion. Draco pulled her tightly against him and deepened the passionate kiss. His tongue slipped in without warning just like he always did. He took what he wanted without asking questions and at this moment he wanted to feel her body against his and make her say his name in that way that made him feel like he was the center of the universe.
Hermione wasted no time in meeting his tongue with hers. She wanted to feel the comfort of his lips on hers and make sure she wasn't dreaming. Those two long months of not making sweet love to him, that tension that had built within her, was finally being purged in this kiss. She had her arms around his neck and angled her head to get better access of his sweet mouth.
His hands were moving up and down her body and were now pulling one of her legs up so that her knee was touching his hip. He positioned his hardness in between her legs and she moaned. Draco nearly growled when she pulled away.
Hermione had to talk to him. She wanted to know that the kiss between Pansy and him was just to keep up appearances.
"Draco….mmm…wait why were-" she was cut off by his luscious lips. Draco wanted so badly to burry himself within her and expressed it when he pushed his hardness more against her. Hermione was loosing all logic. This man really knew how to make someone forget about something with just his kisses. She indulged in it for now grinding against his hardness and earning a moan.
Draco pushed her against the wall of the balcony and she wrapped both legs around his waist. Need a bed! Was all Draco could think of. Soon enough they were in his bedroom now successfully on the bed. He was fingering her thin straps and lowered one off her shoulder. He moved down and began kissing her peachy skin.
No you need to talk first. Hermione against her will, pushed Draco off her. He looked at her in wonderment and she sat upright on the bed. With her back towards him she asked him.
"Draco why didn't you fight off Pansy when I caught you two?" She asked with her body screaming at her to return to her previous actions. Draco crawled up behind her and started kissing the nape of her neck. Hermione shivered at the ministrations and Draco answered.
"I couldn't push her off when you caught us…it would look suspicious," he said not bothering to stop his actions. Hermione, satisfied with the answer, now focused on the pleasure her husband was giving her.
"Gods how I want you Hermione," he said with animal primitiveness. Hermione knew very well that she could not stop where this was going, even if she wanted to. She knew that Draco would be punishing her very slowing for making him go without the special privileges one gets when married for so long. She decided to give him a warning.
"Alright, but please don't hurt us," she said huskily. Confused Draco stopped and turned her to him.
"What are you talking about? What 'us'?"
Hermione smiled. "Me and the twins of course," she said while smiling. Draco looked at his wife as if she had just killed Voldemort with her own hands. Twins?! What twins?
It finally dawned on him and he grinned. Without warning he picked her up and twirled her about.
"Are you telling me that I am going to be a daddy?"Draco asked as if he had just gotten the greatest present in the world. And he did.
"Yes. I found out two days ago. Are you happy?" Hermione asked taking on her coy demeanor. Draco grinned.
"Do you know what would make me twice as happy?" he said wiggling his eyebrows.
Hermione chuckled. "Oh I could think of a few things," she smiled wickedly and Draco again captured her lips. This time there was no escape. He pulled her to him, molding their bodies together. His tongue found its way inside her mouth and Hermione tired to make him deepen the kiss, but Draco refused. Hermione knew why. It was because of all the interruptions she made that night and because of the two months of torture. This infernal kiss passionate kiss was only a prelude to the slow tortuous punishment to come. Hermione shivered at the thought.
Draco ran a hand down her back, past her butt, and slide ever so slowly down the back of her thigh. At the bed of the knee, he picked up her leg so it was in the same positions as earlier. With her leg around his waist, he trailed his hand back up the backside of her thigh, only this time lifting the hem of her dress as he did so. He fully slipped his hand under her dress to feel her bare back. No bra eh? He thought as he broke away from her blissful lips to discard the dress.
Hermione was now only in her panties and she wanted more of Draco. He went back to kissing her while she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. Clearly wanting him madly, she tore his shirt off. *You do know that was my favorite shirt. * Draco thought out to her lazily. *Yes and you can buy yourself a new one. * She responded hastily. Finally succeeding on taking off his blasted shirt, she left his lips and trailed down his jaw line to his neck. She placed butterfly kisses all around his neck making him shiver.
Draco pushed her back somewhat and reclaimed her lips. He was leading her towards the bed and she was oblivious. He broke off again and picked her up. He carried her to the bed and laid her down while he took off his pants, which were becoming very snug. He crawled up to her slowly, but Hermione lifted his head to hers. Their tongues met each other and danced until they tired and went to explore different places.
Draco grabbed Hermione's hands and pinned them above her. He lowered his head to her full breasts. He licked around one and sucked making Hermione tingle with pleasure. Draco repeated the gesture more than once on each breast making Hermione moan. He traced kisses all the way up to her rose pink lips. He had her pinned now with only one hand while the free one roamed over her body like an exploring demon. The feisty hand rubbed her nipples and went further down and caressed her abdomen gently and marveled at it. Hermione chanced a quick smile because of the look of fatherly love in his eye, but it didn't last. Draco had gone lower and did something that drove Hermione to the point of screaming; his hand rubbed over her wet jewel.
Hermione gasped and moaned. Draco went over it once more causing her to buck her hips. Hermione screamed in frustration, as she didn't feel anything else. Draco was throbbing. His poor member chastising him for not giving it what he wanted. His self control was withering.
"Draco…please Draco…" Hermione had said his name the one way he loved making him break his resolve.
He plunged into her, sinking her back into the bed. Hermione again moaned his name fueling his desire. Draco claimed her lips as he rocked back and forth setting the rhythm that only they moved to. Hermione was overwhelmed with the emotions she felt pouring out of Draco. She realized that while making love, they became one. Sharing feelings, sensations, and thoughts, making this intimate action between a man and a woman all the more special and fulfilling.
The first waves of both their climaxes surged through them down to their toes. Hermione grabbed the bed sheets and gripped Draco harder, sinking her nails into his skin as he thrust into her more rapidly. Finally she was there. Draco soon joined her in that place of ecstasy where only they existed. Both of them alone in a place full of bliss, love, and solitude.
Draco collapsed on top of Hermione. She lifted his head and smiled then kissed him. Draco placed the covers over them so that they wouldn't get cold. Draco pulled his wife to hi and cuddled her. He was as happy as a clam. His wife was pregnant. Gods this couldn't get better. Hermione smiled.
*You read my mind.* She thought out. Draco chuckled and kissed her nose.
"Are you tired?" he asked softly.
"No not really its only," Hermione looked over to find his clock, "10:15. The dance isn't even over yet," Hermione's stomach growled.
"You know I think I will go make good use of that food that we left out there," she went to get up but Draco's grip tightened.
"I just got you here after tow months. You are not leaving," he said firmly. He muttered an incantation and with a flip of his hand the food appeared in his room.
She tried to get up again so as to get the food, but his arm was adamant. "Can I at least get up to grab the food?" she asked with a cocked eyebrow.
Draco smirked. "Flitwick didn't teach you the Levitating Charm for nothing," he smiled smugly. Hermione smiled also, but mischievously.
"You're right," she flipped he hand and called out, "Wingardium Leviosa!" only she didn't aim it at the food. Draco felt his hand start to rise from around Hermione's waist. To Draco's protest, Hermione freed herself from his clutches and went to go get the food.(Naked much to Draco's pleasure.)
"That wasn't funny," Draco said in a warning tone making Hermione smile.
"Accio robe! I thought that was extremely hilarious," she said putting on her robe, much to the dismay of Draco. He put on his own robe (much to the dismay of me!) and went to sit on the bedside next to Hermione. She opened up the silver domed platters and inside was a chicken Caesar salad with chocolate covered strawberries and pumpkin juice to drink.
Draco opened his up and saw a vegetarian pizza with a butterbeer. Hermione took a mouthful of her salad. With a full mouth she said, "Wow fisiz freallay gawd!"
Draco smiled. "Thanks. I remember you telling me that devils can't eat meat. So I had Dobby make this," Draco said as he took a swig of his butterbeer and belched. Hermione gave him a look of disgust.
"Wow! Uh lovely. Very sexy," she said sarcastically. Draco grinned and tried to lean over to kiss her. Hermione instead shoved a chocolate covered strawberry in his mouth. Draco chewed slightly and licked his lips. Hermione leaned up to him and kissed him thoroughly, enjoying the taste of the desert in his mouth.
"Now that is how you eat a pastry! I say we should eat like that everyday," Draco said with a childish grin. Hermione nodded.
"Yes, but now I am tired. For some reason I feel weak," she stated yawning.
Draco looked concerned now. "Is it the twins? Do you want me-"
Draco never finished for his wife kissed him hard. She pulled away and looked happy. Energized. "Yes I do want you. But for some reason you seem to be my fuel. I kiss you and I feel…energized,"
"Well my kisses are just so fulfilling aren't they?" he said with a cocky look.
Hermione got up and went to the balcony in his room. She looked up at the full moon and shivered as a breeze passed her. Draco came up behind her and wrapped her in his arms.
"A knut for your thoughts love?" Draco said as he held her closely.
Hermione smiled, but then it turned to an expression of worry. What am I going to do? I have so many concerns about the future and how we are going to handle things?
"Draco…do you want them?" she asked hopefully.
"If you are referring to the twins…without a doubt in my mind. Why?"
"Well because first of all what are we going to do? How are we going to raise them?"
Draco thought. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. You shouldn't be worried. You are a princess. They will be well taken care of," he said turning her around.
"Yes but…I want to make sure that you are sure because from what my father told me…our kids are going to be strong!"
Draco looked quizzically at her. "What are you talking about?"
"Draco in the Devilian race the woman's pregnancy depends on how strong the child is…according to my Healer, they will be more powerful than any being ever born. Even me," she said looking at him critically.
"Well then you're in for one hell of a ride aren't you?" he asked grinning.
"Fine. But remember you have to put up with the consequences!" she said before leaning in for a kiss. While kissing her husband, Hermione's eyes snapped opened and she bolted straight for the bathroom.
Draco shook his head exasperated. "Clearly those two don't want me!"
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"Hurry! RUN YOU FOOL!!" was all Voldemort said while he sealed the door shut to building they had entered.
Voldemort's plan was NOT going well. Its Samhain night and the spell he was suppose to cast to get the princess to him did not go accordingly. When he had used the life crystal he made that ties him to the princess, it must have been a beacon to her father for all of the Royal Devilian Army had befell him.
"Damn what could have triggered it to him? I thought I knew what you were doing my Lord," Snape said as he kept a vigil watch on whether the devils were still attacking.
Voldemort was exasperated. "I did. I just didn't account for the fact that she was royal, her life bond was also connected to the throne. The spell is not all bad, there are other nights to do it. Samhain is just the most powerful. Damn," Voldemort said as he paced around the room.
"My Lord please try to calm down. Like you said there are other nights. The king may know that we are trying to cast it, but he doesn't know why," Bellatrix said. "Why don't we just Apparate out of here?" with a crack she left.
"I will do the same. I am in no mood for-" Voldemort was cut off when an ice dagger from a Devilian soldier cut his arm. Blood gushing everywhere, Voldemort cursed and nodded to Snape who quickly bandaged it.
"Hell I have got to go now. Severus come," The Dark Lord said as he left with a slight crack.
Snape thought for a moment. Why had they tried to get Hermione here? What does Voldemort need her for? Hopefully I can report to Albus before that stupid fool tries to cast the spell again. With a crack Snape was gone.
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Hermione awoke to searing pain in her left arm. She shrieked and got up to turn on a light. Draco also awoke and groggily asked what was going on.
"I don't know. I just felt a stab of pain and here is all this blood!" Hermione hissed.
"Let me see," Draco grabbed her arm and looked at the cut. "I can't tell from where you got that."
Hermione got a good look at it and realization dawned on her. "I do," she said thinking what kind it was. "Its from an ice dagger conjured by the RDA. I should know I trained with them."
"Well alright let's go see Madam Pomfrey then. NO BUTS," Draco added quickly as he saw Hermione start to protest.
"Fine let me get my robe," she said hastily. Once they were out of the room, they walked up the dim halls. They were nearly there when they heard a voice call out to them.
It was Snape. "Where do you think you are going at this time of night?" he asked with a grim expression.
"Sorry Professor its just that I woke up and the strangest thing happened," Hermione lowered her sleeve so that Snape could see the injury, "I woke up bleeding, but the thing that gets me is that this wound is only that of an-"
"Ice dagger," Snape replied going a pale shade.
Hermione was stunned. Draco spoke first though, "Yes Professor how did you now that?"
Snape snapped out of his reverie and answered. "That is none of your business Mr. Malfoy. Now on with what you were doing," he commanded as he turned around.
Snape was slightly alarmed. How in the hell could they have the same type of wound on the same arm!? Dumbledore need to know now. With that decided he headed for the gargoyle that led up to the headmaster's office.
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So what good? Bad? I have now decided on the DEFINITE ENDING and chapter 14 I have decided will be the last chapter. 15 being the EPILOGUE. Again I stress, when you read the ending…well you'll find out!!
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