Harry had lots of trouble sleeping that night. Between his tossing,
turning and Ron's really loud obnoxious snoring, Harry never got to sleep
until 3 the next morning. When he finally did get to sleep, he had a
nightmare that Hermione went out with Malfoy. He dreamt that he had walked
in on them having sex in HIS bed. He woke up when Ron shook him awake.
"Harry mate, are you ok? Ron asked, looking concerned. "You were screaming in your sleep last night."
"You heard me over your snoring?" an irritated Harry asked.
"Harry, you should go back to bed. You woke up on the wrong side," Ron said disappointed at Harry's comment as he walked out. Harry took Ron's advice and went back to bed, but not before taking a sleeping draught that he had brewed in Potions the day before Christmas break. When he woke up, he didn't even bother to change out of his pajamas, he just went down to the common room and flopped in a chair in front of the fire. As he sat down, he yawned and stretched.
"Morning Harry, or should I say afternoon." joked Hermione.
"What time is it?" asked Harry drowsily.
"It's 4 o'clock. The feast will soon be starting. You should go and freshen up or we are gonna be late."
"4? I guess that sleeping draught worked." Harry yawned and walks upstairs. Hops in the shower and washes his hair and body. Then he wraps a towel around his waist and walked out to the dorm to find something to wear. He reached in his drawer and pulled out some clothes as he lazily put them on. Then he walked slowly down the stairs.
"Finally Harry. If you had have been another 10 minutes we would have been late. I was only gonna wait another 5 before I left without you. I'm starving." Ron said exasperated.
"Gawd Ron, is that all you think about is your stomach?" Harry said irritated.
"Yes, now can we go?"
"Fine." They all walk down to the Great Hall and sit at the single table now placed in the center of the Great Hall. Since only 10 students were staying, Dumbledore thought there was no need to the usual tables. Instead, the middle table was decorated with an old-fashioned Christmas centerpiece and red and green tablecloth. When they sat down, Hermione noticed that Draco wasn't at the table.
"Guys, where's Malfoy?" Hermione asked curious.
"I dunno. Him and Pansy are probably fucking in the dungeons right now." said Harry. Ron laughed, but Hermione scowled.
"You guys need to grow up." said Hermione shaking her head. Dumbledore stood up, made his usual announcements and the table filled with all kinds of Christmas food. When they were done eating, the trio left and went upstairs. They sat down on the couch, too full to move. They had been sitting there about 10 minutes when someone walked in and sat down right next to Hermione. Harry and Ron stared wide eyed at who had just walked in.
Draco Malfoy, their arch nemesis had just walked into their common room, and not only that, he had sat down next to Hermione and didn't say anything rude. Instead, he turned to Hermione and kissed her! Ron and Harry just stared in disbelief.
"How are you sweetie?" Draco asked smiling.
"Fine baby." Hermione replied, taking Draco's hand. Draco bent down and rubbed Hermione's stomach.
"And, how's my little girl?" he said smiling again. Hermione felt like someone had just drove a knife in her back. She hadn't told Harry and Ron she was pregnant. Harry and Ron were staring at her wide-eyed, but when Draco said that thing about his daughter, Harry's and Ron's eyes popped out of their heads farther (if that is possible). Harry couldn't stand it. He had to say something. He stood up and started yelling at Malfoy.
"HOW DARE YOU STRUT IN HERE UNINVITED AND KISS HERMIONE WHEN SHE HATES YOUR GUTS. AND THEN YOU ACT AS IF SHE WAS HAVING YOUR KID OR SOMETHING. YOU HAVE SOME NERVE. NOW, LEAVE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I DO SOMETHING ABOUT YOU BEING HERE. AND TRUST ME, IF I DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT, YOU WON'T LIVE T0O SEE TOMORROW."
Draco calmly stood up. "Listen Potter, I was invited here by my girlfriend, Hermione and she doesn't hate my guts."
Harry looked like he was ready to explode. "AS IF MALFOY! HERMIONE WOULD NEVER DATE ANYONE LIKE YOU! THE ONLY PERSON WHO WOULD DATE YOU IS THAT FUCKIN' WHORE PANSY PARKINSON."
Draco, even though he would like to punch Harry in the face, restrained from doing so. "Actually Potter, Hermione does go out with me. We've been going out since the summer. In fact, I'm the one she went to America with. I've never actually liked Pansy anyways. I've always been into the intellectual type. And about Hermione having my kid, that was 100% true."
Harry looked from Malfoy to Hermione, not knowing what to do or say. Instead, Ron was the first to say something else. He turned to Hermione. "Hermione, please tell me what he is saying isn't true."
"Sorry Ron, I can't do that. It's all true." Draco sat down next to Hermione again and Harry sunk back on the couch, looking as if the life had just been sucked out of him.
"YOU MEAN YOU AND MALFOY....."Ron was lost for words. Hermione cut him off short as she noticed that the few people in the common room were starting to stare. "Ron, calm down. That's the reason that I didn't tell you sooner. I was afraid you'd act like this. I wasn't really going to tell you until our daughter was born, but yesterday when you asked me out, I couldn't help but telling you that I had a boyfriend."
"You mean that you really are pregnant? Malfoy really is the father?" Ron looked at Hermione in slight disgust but at Malfoy in slight admiration. He had always wanted to go out with Hermione and he had always believed that the person she ended up with was the luckiest man on earth.
"Yes, I am pregnant." Hermione started but Draco cut in "And of course I'm the father Weasel."
"But, how come we didn't notice? You don't look any fatter." Ron asked confused.
"It's a spell Ron. It makes me look like I'm not pregnant, but I am. If I took the spell off right now, you would see a 7-month pregnant me. Dumbledore thought that I should use it so that people wouldn't talk and look at me funny."
"Oh" was all that Ron could say.
"Draco, you wanna go upstairs? I'll be up in a minute. I need to talk to Harry and Ron alone." Hermione asked.
"Of course baby. I'll start a bath for us. See you in a bit," Draco said kissing Hermione before walking upstairs. As soon as Draco was out of earshot, Harry nearly exploded!
"HERMIONE HOW COULD YOU DATE MALFOY? ESPECIALLY WITHOUT TELLING US! AND I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU WOULD DO THAT WITH MALFOY! I THOUGHT YOU HAD BETTER SENSE THAN THAT!" Harry yelled, not caring that people were staring.
"Harry listen. I'm really sorry, but I knew you guys would react like this. But honestly, Draco isn't really that bad once you get to know him. I mean, do you really think that I would go out with someone I didn't love? Or at least like a lot? If you think that, then you don't know me at all. I'm not like that Harry. I truly do love Draco. You should be happy that I found someone that I care about and who cares about me in return." Hermione exclaimed, hoping that Harry would come around and notice how much she cared about Draco.
"But Hermione, what about all the times that he done spells on you? What about all those times? And you can't forget that he always calls you Mudblood. Doesn't any of that matter?" Harry said, getting angry.
"Harry, he explained all that to me. He was only doing that to keep up appearances for his father. But now that his father is in Azkaban, he can finally be himself. He really is sweet, kind and caring. No wonder most of the girls swoon over him, but anyways, if you really care about me Harry, and you really want me to be happy, just give him a chance. 1 week, that's all I'm asking. Take 1 week to get to know him. If you don't give him a chance, then I know that you don't care about me, and I don't know why we ever became friends. So, will you give him a chance? Wether you like it or not, Draco was given permission to stay with me the rest of my pregnancy, which is still 2 more months."
"I'll give him a chance 'Mione. I mean, if it really means that much to you." Ron said, smiling.
"Thanks Ron. I appreciate that." Hermione said, smiling back. "Well....Harry?"
Harry just looked at Hermione and walked upstairs to bed shaking his head. Hermione looked heartbroken. As a tear runs down her check, Ron wipes it away and softly whispers "I'll talk to him" before heading upstairs to bed. Hermione followed suit and walked up to bed and heard the water running in the tub. She forgot that Draco was getting a bath ready for them. She walks in the bathroom and notices that Draco was already in the tub. She smiles as she gets undressed and gets in the tub as well. She lies back on Draco as he starts to massage her shoulders. Hermione starts to relax as soon as Draco starts massaging her and all the tension of the evening passes.
"Well?" Draco asked.
"Well what?
"What do those two think of us being together?" Draco asked as if it was the easiest question ever.
"Well, Ron doesn't mind, but I don't think Harry is gonna accept it that easy, so Ron is gone to talk to him now."
"Wether he accepts it or not, I'm not leaving you. And I'm staying with you through the rest of the pregnancy. That's why I wasn't at dinner. I was packing,"
"I know Draco. I'm glad that you are going to be here for me." Hermione replied, smiling.
"Harry mate, are you ok? Ron asked, looking concerned. "You were screaming in your sleep last night."
"You heard me over your snoring?" an irritated Harry asked.
"Harry, you should go back to bed. You woke up on the wrong side," Ron said disappointed at Harry's comment as he walked out. Harry took Ron's advice and went back to bed, but not before taking a sleeping draught that he had brewed in Potions the day before Christmas break. When he woke up, he didn't even bother to change out of his pajamas, he just went down to the common room and flopped in a chair in front of the fire. As he sat down, he yawned and stretched.
"Morning Harry, or should I say afternoon." joked Hermione.
"What time is it?" asked Harry drowsily.
"It's 4 o'clock. The feast will soon be starting. You should go and freshen up or we are gonna be late."
"4? I guess that sleeping draught worked." Harry yawned and walks upstairs. Hops in the shower and washes his hair and body. Then he wraps a towel around his waist and walked out to the dorm to find something to wear. He reached in his drawer and pulled out some clothes as he lazily put them on. Then he walked slowly down the stairs.
"Finally Harry. If you had have been another 10 minutes we would have been late. I was only gonna wait another 5 before I left without you. I'm starving." Ron said exasperated.
"Gawd Ron, is that all you think about is your stomach?" Harry said irritated.
"Yes, now can we go?"
"Fine." They all walk down to the Great Hall and sit at the single table now placed in the center of the Great Hall. Since only 10 students were staying, Dumbledore thought there was no need to the usual tables. Instead, the middle table was decorated with an old-fashioned Christmas centerpiece and red and green tablecloth. When they sat down, Hermione noticed that Draco wasn't at the table.
"Guys, where's Malfoy?" Hermione asked curious.
"I dunno. Him and Pansy are probably fucking in the dungeons right now." said Harry. Ron laughed, but Hermione scowled.
"You guys need to grow up." said Hermione shaking her head. Dumbledore stood up, made his usual announcements and the table filled with all kinds of Christmas food. When they were done eating, the trio left and went upstairs. They sat down on the couch, too full to move. They had been sitting there about 10 minutes when someone walked in and sat down right next to Hermione. Harry and Ron stared wide eyed at who had just walked in.
Draco Malfoy, their arch nemesis had just walked into their common room, and not only that, he had sat down next to Hermione and didn't say anything rude. Instead, he turned to Hermione and kissed her! Ron and Harry just stared in disbelief.
"How are you sweetie?" Draco asked smiling.
"Fine baby." Hermione replied, taking Draco's hand. Draco bent down and rubbed Hermione's stomach.
"And, how's my little girl?" he said smiling again. Hermione felt like someone had just drove a knife in her back. She hadn't told Harry and Ron she was pregnant. Harry and Ron were staring at her wide-eyed, but when Draco said that thing about his daughter, Harry's and Ron's eyes popped out of their heads farther (if that is possible). Harry couldn't stand it. He had to say something. He stood up and started yelling at Malfoy.
"HOW DARE YOU STRUT IN HERE UNINVITED AND KISS HERMIONE WHEN SHE HATES YOUR GUTS. AND THEN YOU ACT AS IF SHE WAS HAVING YOUR KID OR SOMETHING. YOU HAVE SOME NERVE. NOW, LEAVE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I DO SOMETHING ABOUT YOU BEING HERE. AND TRUST ME, IF I DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT, YOU WON'T LIVE T0O SEE TOMORROW."
Draco calmly stood up. "Listen Potter, I was invited here by my girlfriend, Hermione and she doesn't hate my guts."
Harry looked like he was ready to explode. "AS IF MALFOY! HERMIONE WOULD NEVER DATE ANYONE LIKE YOU! THE ONLY PERSON WHO WOULD DATE YOU IS THAT FUCKIN' WHORE PANSY PARKINSON."
Draco, even though he would like to punch Harry in the face, restrained from doing so. "Actually Potter, Hermione does go out with me. We've been going out since the summer. In fact, I'm the one she went to America with. I've never actually liked Pansy anyways. I've always been into the intellectual type. And about Hermione having my kid, that was 100% true."
Harry looked from Malfoy to Hermione, not knowing what to do or say. Instead, Ron was the first to say something else. He turned to Hermione. "Hermione, please tell me what he is saying isn't true."
"Sorry Ron, I can't do that. It's all true." Draco sat down next to Hermione again and Harry sunk back on the couch, looking as if the life had just been sucked out of him.
"YOU MEAN YOU AND MALFOY....."Ron was lost for words. Hermione cut him off short as she noticed that the few people in the common room were starting to stare. "Ron, calm down. That's the reason that I didn't tell you sooner. I was afraid you'd act like this. I wasn't really going to tell you until our daughter was born, but yesterday when you asked me out, I couldn't help but telling you that I had a boyfriend."
"You mean that you really are pregnant? Malfoy really is the father?" Ron looked at Hermione in slight disgust but at Malfoy in slight admiration. He had always wanted to go out with Hermione and he had always believed that the person she ended up with was the luckiest man on earth.
"Yes, I am pregnant." Hermione started but Draco cut in "And of course I'm the father Weasel."
"But, how come we didn't notice? You don't look any fatter." Ron asked confused.
"It's a spell Ron. It makes me look like I'm not pregnant, but I am. If I took the spell off right now, you would see a 7-month pregnant me. Dumbledore thought that I should use it so that people wouldn't talk and look at me funny."
"Oh" was all that Ron could say.
"Draco, you wanna go upstairs? I'll be up in a minute. I need to talk to Harry and Ron alone." Hermione asked.
"Of course baby. I'll start a bath for us. See you in a bit," Draco said kissing Hermione before walking upstairs. As soon as Draco was out of earshot, Harry nearly exploded!
"HERMIONE HOW COULD YOU DATE MALFOY? ESPECIALLY WITHOUT TELLING US! AND I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU WOULD DO THAT WITH MALFOY! I THOUGHT YOU HAD BETTER SENSE THAN THAT!" Harry yelled, not caring that people were staring.
"Harry listen. I'm really sorry, but I knew you guys would react like this. But honestly, Draco isn't really that bad once you get to know him. I mean, do you really think that I would go out with someone I didn't love? Or at least like a lot? If you think that, then you don't know me at all. I'm not like that Harry. I truly do love Draco. You should be happy that I found someone that I care about and who cares about me in return." Hermione exclaimed, hoping that Harry would come around and notice how much she cared about Draco.
"But Hermione, what about all the times that he done spells on you? What about all those times? And you can't forget that he always calls you Mudblood. Doesn't any of that matter?" Harry said, getting angry.
"Harry, he explained all that to me. He was only doing that to keep up appearances for his father. But now that his father is in Azkaban, he can finally be himself. He really is sweet, kind and caring. No wonder most of the girls swoon over him, but anyways, if you really care about me Harry, and you really want me to be happy, just give him a chance. 1 week, that's all I'm asking. Take 1 week to get to know him. If you don't give him a chance, then I know that you don't care about me, and I don't know why we ever became friends. So, will you give him a chance? Wether you like it or not, Draco was given permission to stay with me the rest of my pregnancy, which is still 2 more months."
"I'll give him a chance 'Mione. I mean, if it really means that much to you." Ron said, smiling.
"Thanks Ron. I appreciate that." Hermione said, smiling back. "Well....Harry?"
Harry just looked at Hermione and walked upstairs to bed shaking his head. Hermione looked heartbroken. As a tear runs down her check, Ron wipes it away and softly whispers "I'll talk to him" before heading upstairs to bed. Hermione followed suit and walked up to bed and heard the water running in the tub. She forgot that Draco was getting a bath ready for them. She walks in the bathroom and notices that Draco was already in the tub. She smiles as she gets undressed and gets in the tub as well. She lies back on Draco as he starts to massage her shoulders. Hermione starts to relax as soon as Draco starts massaging her and all the tension of the evening passes.
"Well?" Draco asked.
"Well what?
"What do those two think of us being together?" Draco asked as if it was the easiest question ever.
"Well, Ron doesn't mind, but I don't think Harry is gonna accept it that easy, so Ron is gone to talk to him now."
"Wether he accepts it or not, I'm not leaving you. And I'm staying with you through the rest of the pregnancy. That's why I wasn't at dinner. I was packing,"
"I know Draco. I'm glad that you are going to be here for me." Hermione replied, smiling.