haha sorry you guys..but hermione doesnt really find out fasho until the last chapter. so between then and now, she remembers snippets of her memories and harry does try to tell her. you'll see XD
i swear..therez like..probably 2-4 chapters left epilogue! and then i'll start on my new story. evil cackle!! mwhahah even better than this one!!
Oh i know! There were alot ood suggestions, but i decided to go with the next chapter i had already written. if you dont like it, leave a review and perhaps i'll change it!
A knock on the portrait door awoke Hermione from her fitful dream. Glancing over at her clock, she realized that it was only 11. She sighed, the ball would have ended already.
"Ms. Granger!" A slightly muffled voice which Hermione recognized as Madame Pomfrey's came from behind the closed door. She rushed over, smiling as she saw a sleeping Heidi bundled tightly in her arms.
"Thanks, Madame Pomfrey. I owe you one!" Hermione smiled as she took Heidi into her arms. Shaking away any previous feelings, she shut the door, glancing down at her sleeping baby.
Heidi's tiny hands were balled up into fists, framing the sides of her rosy red cheeks. Her auburn hair was starting to tuff up in the middle of her head, making her the most adorable baby ever. Hermione shivered, she had already commited her daughter's picture in her mind. Entrancing gray eyes, auburn tuffs of hair. Heidi almost reminded her of Draco Malfoy, with the same mysterious eye color...Hermione shuddered. Never was she going to let him close to her baby again!
It was almost 2 AM when Hermione heard another frantic knocking on the portrait door. She swung herself out of bed, her bare feet tingling on the carpet as she went to open the door. Much to her surprise, she looked up to find Draco Malfoy supported by a mid-aged man about the shoulders. "Wha-What's going on?" She asked.
"Oh, Mr. Malfoy here had one too many drinks and fainted in the bar. He mumbled non stop about some Hermione and how he was sorry..I nearly went crazy listening to him talk on and on." The dirty blond man shrugged. "He'll be fine, some sleep, a slight hang-over, nothing big." He grunted as he shifted his weight to accomodate Draco's towering frame. "We flooed back to the wrong fireplace, but someone directed me here."
"Hey, Mione." Draco's bleary eyes looked up at her from beneath his fringe of blonde hair. "I've been a baaaaad boy tonight."
"-but boy he has gone nutters!" The man lifted Draco up to the sofa, almost loosing his balance as Draco slid lifelessly onto the cushions.
Hermione sighed rolling her eyes. "Thanks uh-" Hermione smiled apologetically at the man.
"Tom. Tom's the name."
"Right, thanks Tom." She waved goodbye as he stepped into the glowing emerald fireplace and flooed back to the bar.
As soon as he left, Hermione turned to the still form of Draco on the couch, and punched him in the stomach. "Don't you ever mess with the Hermione Granger. Ya hear?" With a smirk on her face, returned to her room and her soft bed.
Moments later, Draco came stumbling into her room, obviously drunk.
"I'm sorry, [hiccup] Hermione. Please forgive me? I [hiccup] never meant to." Draco slurred, leaning his alchohol laced lips toward Hermione's . "I promise, when we get married, we will take Heidi, and we'll live together out in the [hiccup] Manor. You can have whateeeever you want, just as long as you're happy. Diamonds, dresses, aaaanything! You name it."
"Uh. Malfoy?"
"Mm..yes honeeey?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Rememberr? That promise that I maaade you? After school we are going to get maarried, and then it'll just be the threee of us: me, you, and our baby girl in the Malfoy Manorrr." With a drunkard's smile, he collapsed on her bed, his heavy arm flung across her stomach.
"You've definately been drinking one too many beers." Hermione concluded as she managed to lug Draco on to the other side of her bed, as far away from her as possible, and then crawled into her side of the bed. She glanced down at the unconcious adolescent beside her. Could this have been the man who had tried to...or almost raped her? She ran a hand through her tangled mass of auburn waves, taking in a deep breath and thinking back to the things he had just said. Something about getting married and living in the manor.
Hermione smirked, thinking he was dilirious enough to say that Heidi was their baby. He must have had some really strong alcohol.. but nevertheless she felt kind of satisfied that someone, even though it was Draco Malfoy, cared.
She slid down under her covers, turning so that she was facing the sleeping Draco. She drank in the strong jaws, the unkempt blond mane, and his lips. The lips that she had been licking and kissing the night before. Hermione reached out a hesitant finger, brushing it gently against his upper and lower lips, soft but firm, tantalizing yet mesmerizing..She found it hard not to forgive him for last night.
With another soft sigh, Hermione fell asleep, next to the man she never thought she could fall in love with.
Draco woke, his head pounding from the night before. He glanced around to realize that he wasn't in his own green and black room, but instead a red and gold room. Sitting up, Draco surveyed the room, and finding the numerous books and bags piled up in a corner, figured that he was in Hermione's room, which was proven by the sleeping figure beside him. Draco leaned against the headboard, his head still swimming with fogginess as he watched Hermione's chest heaving up and down. He stroked her cheek, enjoying the feeling of her baby soft skin against his finger.
"Mm. Draco?" Hermione stirred, softly whispering his name.
"MIONE!" A sudden banging on the door caused Hermione to sit up.
Draco rolled his eyes, that voice could only belong to one guy, Potter.
"Get out of my room before he sees you!" Hermione mumbled rubbing her right eye and waving for him to leave through the bathroom.
"HERMIONE!" Harry came bursting through her bedroom door, nearly ripping the hinges out. Hermione sighed, she had forgotten to get Draco to change the password to the Head common room. "Where were you last night? I looked all over for you."
"I was tired, so I came back to my room." Hermione lied.
"Tired? You know how worried I was? You left me all alone at the ball. You know how bad that looked? My girlfriend, leaving me at a ball. It was as if you ran off with some guy or something." Harry ranted.
Hermione gazed past him, avoiding his eyes. "Uh huh. Harry, the world does not revolve around you." She fumed at the thought that Harry was more interested in his own ego than her but she didnt want to tell him the truth, about what had happened last night between her and Draco Malfoy.
"I-I didn't mean it to sound that way, 'Mione. I truly didn't. I was just so worried if you were alright." Harry sat, drooping an arm around her shoulder.
"Mm. Alright, I'm going to change and go get some breakfast. I'll see you later?" Hermione used this as an excuse to get Harry to leave, shrugging off his arm from her shoulder.
"M'kay." Harry looked downcast as he walked out of her room, shutting the door softly.
As soon as he left, she was startled by a pair of arms wrapping around her waist. Without turning around, she already knew who it was. "Get off me, Malfoy."
"My, my, haven't we gone from completely angelic to downright bitchy?" Draco smirked, even though his head was still throbbing, and trailed kisses down her neck.
"Listen, Malfoy." Hermione pried herself from his strong arms. "What happened last night meant nothing. It was just a spur of the moment thing!" She lied to him, as well as herself. "Don't think that I've forgiven you for what you almost did!" She lied again, hoping that she sounded convincing enough.
"Aw, I know you cant resist." Draco breathed down her neck, turning on his irresistable charm. Once again he trapped her in his warm embrace. He licked her earlobe, causing a shiver to go down Hermione's spine as she moaned reflexively. "You like that?" She could feel his smirk on the back of her neck as he dipped his head and sucked, slowly and diliberately. Hermione felt herself softening against his touch, but stiffened again when she realized who she was dealing with.
"Stop! Damn it! I have a boyfriend and I am loyal to him. Something you snake can never understand." She spun around in her arms, using her palms and propelling herself away from him.
Draco snickered. "You didn't think so last night." Leaning closer to her lips.
Hermione hand flew up, but Draco caught it inches away from his face. "Potter? You really think that he's the father of that child huh? Tsk tsk, I thought you were smarter than that, Ms. Granger." He smirked, staying long enough to see the scowl on her face to turn into a miserable frown.
"Wait..Malfoy.." Hermione grabbed his wrist as he turned to go. "Then who is the father?"