The Choice in Life: Chapter Four
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Summary: Hermione accidentally falls pregnant after a night out partying. Who's the father? You'll have to read to see. And what will happen when Hermione has to choose between the men she loves, and her own child?
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Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Last Time:
He disappeared down the hall and into his bedroom, Hermione could hear him digging around in a drawer. He appeared moments later carrying an old shirt.
"Here," He gave it to her. "This should cover... er... you."
"Thanks," Hermione said. "Um... Goodnight," She walked over and kissed his cheek. She passed him, but he caught her arm, she turned back to him.
Draco pulled her into an embrace and kissed her hungrily. "Goodnight, sweetness."
Hermione left him, smiling, and slightly flushed.
'What are Harry and Ron going to say?' She asked herself, then quickly pushed it to the back of her mind. Draco wanted to be with her, and she realised that she wanted to be with him. And on top of that she was having his baby and he wanted to help. What more could she ask for?
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Hermione was lying in the most comfortable bed she'd ever slept in, in all her life, she could get use to this. Suddenly a flash of lightning and a rumble of thunder made her jump, she hadn't thunder and lightning, they scared the hell out of her.
It came again, Hermione pulled her blankets around her, quivering slightly.
There was another flash, followed by another crash, this time louder than the last two. Rain thrashed against the glass-window. She shot out of the bed and rushed to the door, she opened it and crept into the hall.
Normally, she would go to Harry's room and slip into his bed and he would comfort her until she fell asleep, but she didn't have Harry tonight. She felt like such a baby, scared of a little thunder. She went to turned back into her room when there was another crash.
She jumped higher than before and continued her journey down the hall. She knocked on Draco's door.
"Yeah?" He called, he sounded as if he was doing something.
She slowly opened the door to find Draco sitting up in his bed, a book in his hand. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Is everything alright?" He asked, putting his book on his bedside table.
Hermione nodded, not wanting to say it, but at that moment another crash and flash came, making her jump again, telling Draco exactly what was wrong.
He patted the empty space next to him.
Hermione hesitated, then slowly walked over and sat on the bed.
Draco moved closer to her, putting an arm around he shoulders. "Get under the covers," He said softly. Hermione did so, shaking as even more lightning flashed.
Draco put both arms around her now, letting her head settle on his chest.
"I never used to like storms," He told her. "They made me scared, because I always knew I was alone."
Hermione looked up into his face. "You aren't alone now, you've got me and bub."
Draco smiled, rubbing a hand over her stomach. "Exactly, and you shouldn't be scared because I'm here to protected you. I promise, Hermione, I'll never let anything happen to you, ever."
Hermione smiled, "Really?"
Draco nodded, kissing her forehead. "Really."
They fell asleep like that, in each other's arms. Hermione feeling happier than she thought she could ever be.
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The next morning, Hermione woke with the sun shining through a slight gap in Draco's silver curtains. She rolled over and her hand hit a piece of paper. She sat up and looked at it. It was a note.
Good morning, sweetness,
I hope you slept well. I had to go to work, but didn't want to wake you. You looked just like an angel when you were sleeping.
There's food in the cupboards and you can wash your clothes and shower. I'll be home at five, so you can stay all day. But make yourself at home,
I'll see you soon.
Love Draco.
Hermione grinned down at the note. Love Draco, that felt so good to hear. She placed the note carefully on her pillow and got out of the bed, her grin nevr leaving her mouth.
She walked into the room she had been sleeping in when the storm began and picked up her clothes. She walked into the laundry, and put the clothes in the wash, along with what she was wearing at the moment, after she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself.
After the washing was set she walked into the bathroom, her grin broadened when she saw the dopey look on her face when she looked in the mirror.
She had a long hot shower, which she rarely had at home, since Ron and Harry were always complaining that they had to shower also.
She re-wrapped her towel around herself, after a quick drying, then wandered into the kitchen. She was so used to having Harry cook her breakfast that she found it strange to be cooking for herself.
She looking into Draco's, very, organised pantry and pulled out a packet of coco-pops, laughing as she thought about how bad Draco's eating habits must be. She remembered of how he used to eat as many sweets as he could when they were at Hogwarts.
After eating she washed up and entered the living room, and settled on Draco's beautiful sofa. She was waiting for her clothes to dry. She hadn't decided if she was going to stay here all day, or go out.
She noticed the remote sitting on the coffee table in front of her. Draco had said 200 magical channels right? This was worth a looksie.
She picked up the remote and turned the television on. It was set on the sports channel, Hermione laughed at that. Draco and his sports, Harry would be so jealous if he knew Draco had international quidditch channels. She put it in the back of her mind, hoping she'd remember to tell Harry when she saw him next.
Hermione flicked through the channels, stopping here and there to watch a little of this and that. Suddenly she heard the rumbling of the washing machine subside and decided it was time to put her clothes in the dryer.
The fact that Draco had a washer and dryer was hilarious. If you have told him he'd have either of these a few years back and he might have knocked you out. Or would he? Hermione was still considering how well they actually knew Draco back in school. Was he really the asshole-Slytherin he made himself out to be? She knew he had change, but this was rather drastic.
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Hermione was sitting at an outdoor metal table of her favourite cafe, her Coffee streaming slightly. She flicked through the magazine in front of her, it was a muggle Woman's Weekly, she liked to keep up to date on Muggle Drama's as well as Magical.
"Hermione?" Came an all too familiar voice from behind her. She turned to look up into Harry's face. He had been walking passed the cafe.
"H-Harry, what are you doing here?" She asked, hoping he wouldn't make a scene outside her favouite cafe.
Harry took the seat opposite her, without her saying anything. "Hermione, are you ok? Where were you last night? I've been so worried. Did anything happen to you? I didn't mean everything I said, Ron's really sorry too. This came as a shock, I'm so sorry," He said, taking a big breath at the end of it.
Hermione sipped her coffee, blinking at him. "I'm fine," She said, that was the only question she could remember from the jumble. "Do you have any cash on you? I wanted a muffin to go with this, but I'm fresh out of money."
Harry grinned. "I'll be right back," He said, disappearing into the cafe and soon returning with two muffins and a soda.
He handed her a muffin and opened his soda can. Hermione thanked him and waited for him to ask her the question she knew he was wondering about mostly.
This question just so happened to slip out of his mouth now. "Where did you go last night?" He asked, slightly concerned again.
Hermione smiled slightly. "Don't freak," She told him. "I... I went to Draco's."
"Draco's?" Harry hissed then stopped himself. "Sorry. But... you don't even know where he lives."
"I do know," She told him. "We... I was at a bar last night, and Draco was there too. And he invited me over, he was kind of worried as your call kind of freaked him out." Harry grinned. "Yeah, I wanted to apologise to him about that." He said. "Anyway, Ron and I got talking after you left. We... we want to be here for you. We're your best friends and we're willing to pay for anything you need."
Hermione grinning, loving Harry and Ron so much at this moment. "Aw... Harry that is so sweet. But you don't have to. Draco wants to be apart of Bub's life." She patted her stomach, she hadn't put on any weight yet, but that didn't mean anything, she wouldn't gain weight straight away, she knew that.
She wasn't really dreading the thought of gaining weight, even if she did work hard to keep herself healthy.
"He does?" Harry asked. "He wants to be a father?"
Hermione nodded. "It's it fantastic Harry? He told me he loves me," Hermione said dreamily.
Harry's eyes widened. "He told you he loves you?"
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I know, short as hell, but it's two am, I only seem to be getting writing done at night lately.
Anyway review and all, I love to hear your comments, they mean alot. Flames are welcome, but I'd mostly love to hear my faults so I may improve them.
Catch you next chapter,
~Thai.
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Special Thanks to all my reviews, I haven't got time to name you all, but I love you all. *Kisses, from me*
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Summary: Hermione accidentally falls pregnant after a night out partying. Who's the father? You'll have to read to see. And what will happen when Hermione has to choose between the men she loves, and her own child?
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Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Last Time:
He disappeared down the hall and into his bedroom, Hermione could hear him digging around in a drawer. He appeared moments later carrying an old shirt.
"Here," He gave it to her. "This should cover... er... you."
"Thanks," Hermione said. "Um... Goodnight," She walked over and kissed his cheek. She passed him, but he caught her arm, she turned back to him.
Draco pulled her into an embrace and kissed her hungrily. "Goodnight, sweetness."
Hermione left him, smiling, and slightly flushed.
'What are Harry and Ron going to say?' She asked herself, then quickly pushed it to the back of her mind. Draco wanted to be with her, and she realised that she wanted to be with him. And on top of that she was having his baby and he wanted to help. What more could she ask for?
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Hermione was lying in the most comfortable bed she'd ever slept in, in all her life, she could get use to this. Suddenly a flash of lightning and a rumble of thunder made her jump, she hadn't thunder and lightning, they scared the hell out of her.
It came again, Hermione pulled her blankets around her, quivering slightly.
There was another flash, followed by another crash, this time louder than the last two. Rain thrashed against the glass-window. She shot out of the bed and rushed to the door, she opened it and crept into the hall.
Normally, she would go to Harry's room and slip into his bed and he would comfort her until she fell asleep, but she didn't have Harry tonight. She felt like such a baby, scared of a little thunder. She went to turned back into her room when there was another crash.
She jumped higher than before and continued her journey down the hall. She knocked on Draco's door.
"Yeah?" He called, he sounded as if he was doing something.
She slowly opened the door to find Draco sitting up in his bed, a book in his hand. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Is everything alright?" He asked, putting his book on his bedside table.
Hermione nodded, not wanting to say it, but at that moment another crash and flash came, making her jump again, telling Draco exactly what was wrong.
He patted the empty space next to him.
Hermione hesitated, then slowly walked over and sat on the bed.
Draco moved closer to her, putting an arm around he shoulders. "Get under the covers," He said softly. Hermione did so, shaking as even more lightning flashed.
Draco put both arms around her now, letting her head settle on his chest.
"I never used to like storms," He told her. "They made me scared, because I always knew I was alone."
Hermione looked up into his face. "You aren't alone now, you've got me and bub."
Draco smiled, rubbing a hand over her stomach. "Exactly, and you shouldn't be scared because I'm here to protected you. I promise, Hermione, I'll never let anything happen to you, ever."
Hermione smiled, "Really?"
Draco nodded, kissing her forehead. "Really."
They fell asleep like that, in each other's arms. Hermione feeling happier than she thought she could ever be.
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The next morning, Hermione woke with the sun shining through a slight gap in Draco's silver curtains. She rolled over and her hand hit a piece of paper. She sat up and looked at it. It was a note.
Good morning, sweetness,
I hope you slept well. I had to go to work, but didn't want to wake you. You looked just like an angel when you were sleeping.
There's food in the cupboards and you can wash your clothes and shower. I'll be home at five, so you can stay all day. But make yourself at home,
I'll see you soon.
Love Draco.
Hermione grinned down at the note. Love Draco, that felt so good to hear. She placed the note carefully on her pillow and got out of the bed, her grin nevr leaving her mouth.
She walked into the room she had been sleeping in when the storm began and picked up her clothes. She walked into the laundry, and put the clothes in the wash, along with what she was wearing at the moment, after she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself.
After the washing was set she walked into the bathroom, her grin broadened when she saw the dopey look on her face when she looked in the mirror.
She had a long hot shower, which she rarely had at home, since Ron and Harry were always complaining that they had to shower also.
She re-wrapped her towel around herself, after a quick drying, then wandered into the kitchen. She was so used to having Harry cook her breakfast that she found it strange to be cooking for herself.
She looking into Draco's, very, organised pantry and pulled out a packet of coco-pops, laughing as she thought about how bad Draco's eating habits must be. She remembered of how he used to eat as many sweets as he could when they were at Hogwarts.
After eating she washed up and entered the living room, and settled on Draco's beautiful sofa. She was waiting for her clothes to dry. She hadn't decided if she was going to stay here all day, or go out.
She noticed the remote sitting on the coffee table in front of her. Draco had said 200 magical channels right? This was worth a looksie.
She picked up the remote and turned the television on. It was set on the sports channel, Hermione laughed at that. Draco and his sports, Harry would be so jealous if he knew Draco had international quidditch channels. She put it in the back of her mind, hoping she'd remember to tell Harry when she saw him next.
Hermione flicked through the channels, stopping here and there to watch a little of this and that. Suddenly she heard the rumbling of the washing machine subside and decided it was time to put her clothes in the dryer.
The fact that Draco had a washer and dryer was hilarious. If you have told him he'd have either of these a few years back and he might have knocked you out. Or would he? Hermione was still considering how well they actually knew Draco back in school. Was he really the asshole-Slytherin he made himself out to be? She knew he had change, but this was rather drastic.
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Hermione was sitting at an outdoor metal table of her favourite cafe, her Coffee streaming slightly. She flicked through the magazine in front of her, it was a muggle Woman's Weekly, she liked to keep up to date on Muggle Drama's as well as Magical.
"Hermione?" Came an all too familiar voice from behind her. She turned to look up into Harry's face. He had been walking passed the cafe.
"H-Harry, what are you doing here?" She asked, hoping he wouldn't make a scene outside her favouite cafe.
Harry took the seat opposite her, without her saying anything. "Hermione, are you ok? Where were you last night? I've been so worried. Did anything happen to you? I didn't mean everything I said, Ron's really sorry too. This came as a shock, I'm so sorry," He said, taking a big breath at the end of it.
Hermione sipped her coffee, blinking at him. "I'm fine," She said, that was the only question she could remember from the jumble. "Do you have any cash on you? I wanted a muffin to go with this, but I'm fresh out of money."
Harry grinned. "I'll be right back," He said, disappearing into the cafe and soon returning with two muffins and a soda.
He handed her a muffin and opened his soda can. Hermione thanked him and waited for him to ask her the question she knew he was wondering about mostly.
This question just so happened to slip out of his mouth now. "Where did you go last night?" He asked, slightly concerned again.
Hermione smiled slightly. "Don't freak," She told him. "I... I went to Draco's."
"Draco's?" Harry hissed then stopped himself. "Sorry. But... you don't even know where he lives."
"I do know," She told him. "We... I was at a bar last night, and Draco was there too. And he invited me over, he was kind of worried as your call kind of freaked him out." Harry grinned. "Yeah, I wanted to apologise to him about that." He said. "Anyway, Ron and I got talking after you left. We... we want to be here for you. We're your best friends and we're willing to pay for anything you need."
Hermione grinning, loving Harry and Ron so much at this moment. "Aw... Harry that is so sweet. But you don't have to. Draco wants to be apart of Bub's life." She patted her stomach, she hadn't put on any weight yet, but that didn't mean anything, she wouldn't gain weight straight away, she knew that.
She wasn't really dreading the thought of gaining weight, even if she did work hard to keep herself healthy.
"He does?" Harry asked. "He wants to be a father?"
Hermione nodded. "It's it fantastic Harry? He told me he loves me," Hermione said dreamily.
Harry's eyes widened. "He told you he loves you?"
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I know, short as hell, but it's two am, I only seem to be getting writing done at night lately.
Anyway review and all, I love to hear your comments, they mean alot. Flames are welcome, but I'd mostly love to hear my faults so I may improve them.
Catch you next chapter,
~Thai.
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Special Thanks to all my reviews, I haven't got time to name you all, but I love you all. *Kisses, from me*