Chapter 4: It's Not Your Baby

A/n: hey guys, firstly (is that a word?) I want to APOLOGIZE!! I am soooooo sorry. I've been so caught up writing my other story, Fallen White Roses. Please forgive me!?!? Anyway, here is the chapter you all have been waiting so long for.

The next morning, Hanna woke up around one…in the afternoon that is. She smiled slyly as she saw her sister and her soon to be boyfriend still asleep and sprawled at the oddest angles. (Draco has somehow turned upside down during the night and his head was now at Hermione's feet, and Hermione was snuggling up to his.)

Hanna got up quietly and inspected Draco's room. It was a huge room, roughly the size of her and Hermione's first floor of their old house. After inspecting the balcony which over looked a beautiful, lush garden, the miniature library which held dozens of books and looked well used, and the enormous bathroom (which had a bathtub the size of her old back yard) which she made a mental note to try out some time soon, she got dressed (in Hermione's clothes, naturally) and made her way out the door, to inspect the rest of the house.

After getting lost down the hallways, and secret passages, and finding abouttwo dozen rooms on the first floor alone,and unable to find astaircase thatled to the first floor,andhopefully to thekitchen,she made her way back to Draco's room, and was surprised to see Hermione up and reading on the couch.

"Hello, sleepy head." Hanna said, collapsing on the couch next to her. "Do Draco's feet smell good?" she asked offhandedly, with the air one has when discussing the weather.

Hermione blushed, hiding her face in her book. Hanna laughed evilly. "Yes, Hermione, I did see that. I was in here too, you know. And next time you two decided to do something as intimate as smelling each other's feet, make sure I'm far, far away from you two." She saw Hermione's blush deepen, and if she knew Ron Weasley, she would have said it rivaled his.

Hermione laughed. "Shut up." She lowered the book, and looked over Hanna's outfit. She arched an eyebrow. "Those are my clothes, aren't they?" she asked suspiciously.

"Yes, they are. And I will continue to steal you clothes until you take me shopping like you promised." Hanna said, crossing her arms, and trying to look stubborn, but not quite pulling it off; since she couldn't stop hide her smile well enough.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I will take you shopping eventually. But first things first. I'm starving. Did you find the kitchens?"

"No! I can't even find the main stairway to get downstairs!" Hanna said, her tone slightly annoyed. "This house is confusing as heck!"

"Well," Hermione said at length and giving the bed's occupant a slightly evil grin. "I think its time our host shows us, don't you agree, Hanna?"

Hanna cracked into an identical grin, rubbing her hands sinisterly. "I think it is high time he awakens." She said.

The two girls made their way to the bed and stood looking down at Draco, who looked very peaceful asleep.

"Draco," Hermione began, sounding worried, "the house is on fire!!!"

Draco only rolled over, muttering something like "hope its dad's wing," in his sleep.

Hanna tried next. "Oh Draco," she said, sounding horrified, "All your money has disappeared!!! You're poor!!"

Draco did nothing.

"Draco, Pansy has come to visit!!" Hermione yelled tragically.

"Slimy pug face," Draco murmured, though he still did not wake.

Hanna, whose stomach roared ominously, knew it was time for drastic measures. She shot Hermione an apologetic glance before declaring, "Draco, Hermione's pregnant, and it's not your baby!"

At this Draco shot up in bed, his eyes wild. "Whose blooming baby is it, then?!?!"

Hermione stared wide eyed at him, her mouth slightly open, while Hanna burst in to laughter. "No one's Draco, relax. She not pregnant. She, however, is very hungry, and so am I."

Draco,for the most part looked very embarrassed. "Hanna," he said slowly. "I will get you back. Revenge will be sweet. Now get out of my room so I can get dressed."

Hanna left, still laughing. Hermione moved to follow her but Draco grabbed her wrist, stopping her. "Hermione." He said quietly, willing Hermione to look at him. She did and he opened his mouth to continue, but lost his voice, and looked back down to rethink what he was going to say. He looked back up again a few seconds later and said in a very rushed voice that wasn't like him, "hermioneivelikedyouforalongtimeandiwantittobecomemorebutonlyifyouwantititoo."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "What was that?" she asked leaning in to understand better.

Draco took a deep breath and repeated, more slowly this time, "Hermione I've liked you for a long time, and I want our friendship to become more. But only if you want it to, too."

Hermione looked at him for a while, no emotions portrayed on her face. Draco, who took this as a bad sign, continues horridly. "I knew you probably wouldn't agree, its okay…"but his words were cut off by Hermione's lips descending onto his.

Hanna, who of course was spying on them, let out a little smile, closed the door, and did a little happy jig down the hallway.

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A/n: well here's another chapter guys, I promise to update soon!! Like maybe tomorrow or the day after next. The next chapter will reveal who Hanna's real parents are, and trust me, you'll be surprised!!!!

ATTENTION: IN THE FIRST CHAPTER I WROTE THAT DRACO, HARRY AND THE OTHERS DEFEAT VOLDEMORT. FOR PURPOSES THAT WILL BE REVEALED FARTHER ALONG IN THIS STORY, I WANT TO CHANGE THAT TO BEING A PRE-WAR SKIRMISH!!! I REPEAT, DRACO AND THE OTHERS DO NOT DEFEAT VOLDEMORT, IT WAS A SKIRMISH!!!! THE CASUALTIES OF THAT SKIRMISH REMAIN THE SAME. I WILL CHANGE THE FIRST CHAPTER WHEN I GET A CHANCE!!!! THANK YOU.

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