A/N: Thanks to: leafs-gurl999 (thanks for pointing that out to me. I have
made the correction to my last chapter) and Miranda (I will try to get a
lot done, but don't forget that I am soon getting ready to go on holiday
too) Oh, remember the thing for what the characters are thinking? Cause
there'll be a lot in this chapter, so in case anyone has forgotten text
indicates thought. Just to clarify, Hermione went into labor in the
evening, so when she went home, it was around 9 or 10.
The medi-witch came back with the baby wrapped up in a blanket. She handed the bundle to Hermione and Hermione smiled. But she noticed something was different. The baby looked like...HARRY! He had black hair and bright green eyes. He looked like the spitting image of Harry.
"Harry! You're not gonna believe this!"
Harry got up from his seat and went over and looked at the baby Hermione was holding. "Whoa! That baby looks like me!" he said. At that moment, the memory spell that Harry had put on Hermione had worn off.
"Harry, when we slept together that night, we didn't use protection. Draco is gonna kill me."
"You remember that night?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Oh, the spell must wear off when something reminds you of it," Harry said.
"What spell?" Hermione asked.
Harry quickly told her.
"Well, we have to do something before Draco gets here," Hermione said, taking her wand from the table. "A simple disguise charm should work." She muttered the only disguise charm she could remember and the baby immediately changed from black hair and green eyes to blonde hair and brown eyes.
"Hermione, are you sure that is gonna work?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," she answered.
"But, what are we gonna do?" Harry asked. "He's my son after all."
"Well, as of right now, it's gonna be Draco's son. Harry, if Draco knew, he'd be so mad. Please just pretend that it's Draco's. Just knowing that it's your son is enough, isn't it?"
"Not really, but I guess..."
At that moment, Draco and Ron walked in.
"Congratulations Hermione," Ron said, walking over to the bed.
"Thanks Ron, you wanna hold him?" she asked. Ron nodded and she passed him to Ron. Draco walked over to Ron and looked at what he thought to be his son.
"He looks just like me," Draco said. Even though it's not his first child, he was so amazed at how much your child can look like you and stuff like that.
"Yeah, but he's got 'Mione's eyes," Ron added.
"I think most baby's inherit their mother's eyes," Draco said.
The medi-witch came back in. "We need to take your son for a check-up to make for sure he is healthy."
Ron handed the baby to the medi-witch and she left. Draco sat down next to Hermione and Ron hauled up another chair.
"What's his name?" Ron asked.
"It's ...umm, we don't have one picked out yet," Hermione said.
"Umm...how about Maximilian?" Harry suggested.
"Why would you name our child?" Draco asked coldly. He didn't want his son to be named by Harry.
"I was just suggesting it and..." he stopped. He was about to tell Draco that it wasn't his child, but saw the look on Hermione's face. "Never mind."
"No, I like that name. Maximilian. We can call him Max for short. What do you think Draco?" Hermione said.
"I guess I could live with that," Draco said.
"Maximilian James Malfoy. I like it," Hermione said.
"Whoa, who said is middle name was gonna be James?" Draco asked.
"I dunno. I just think it goes nice with Maximilian," Hermione said.
"Hermione, did you know that you can be so persuasive?" Draco asked, kissing Hermione.
The medi-witch came back out.
"The check-up is complete and your son is healthy. Normally we would keep you in here for a few days to just keep a check on the baby, but your baby is so healthy, that you can go home as soon as you fill out the paper work," said the medi-witch.
"Ok," Hermione responded. The medi-witch went and got the paper work and brought it back for Hermione to fill out.
"I have everything filled out except his name and things related to his parents," said the medi-witch.
"Ok," Hermione said, turning to Draco. "Are we agreed that his name is gonna be Maximilian James Malfoy?" Draco nodded.
Hermione filled out the rest of the papers.
"Name: Maximilian James Malfoy, Mother: Hermione Anne Granger, Father: Draco Xavier Malfoy (etc...)" Hermione read as she filled it out. When Harry heard Hermione write Draco's name down as Max's father instead of his, he wanted to blow Hermione's cover then and there but he knew she would kill him, so he just kept all his anger bottled up. Hermione passed the papers back to the medi- witch and she brought Max out and gave him to Hermione.
"Let me hold him," Harry said. He is my son after all.
Hermione passed Max to Harry. I can't believe I have a son, Harry thought. He really wanted to be saying all of this out loud. Max started to cry and Harry didn't know what to do, so he just passed him back to Hermione.
"Draco, you wanna hold him?" Hermione asked, smiling. Draco nodded and went over to take Max. He immediately stopped crying when Draco picked him up.
Great! My son hates me. He loves that git! Might as well have been his the way he's acting right now. What a bastard, Harry thought.
"Draco, you hold him so I can go get dressed. Then we can go home and show Meeshca her brother," Hermione said, getting out of bed. "Maybe I should fix this huge stomach first." She grabbed her wand and pointed it at her stomach and muttering the same spell she used last time to shrink her stomach. "That's better." She went to the bathroom and changed.
When she came back out, she told the medi-witch she was leaving and thanking her. Then they walked downstairs and went home.
When they got there, Hermione and Draco immediately went to find Hermione's parents, while Ron and Harry went downstairs to watch TV.
They found Hermione's parents in the kitchen.
"Mum," Hermione said. Hermione's mum turned around and ran over to Draco (who was holding Max).
"He's so adorable!" was all her mother said.
"Yeah. Mum, can I talk to you a minute? Alone?" Hermione asked.
"Sure sweetie," her mum responded, handing Max back to Draco and following her daughter to the next room.
"Mum, I have some bad news," Hermione said.
"What is it, Hermione?"
"Max isn't Draco's son, he's Harry's," Hermione said, lowering her head and looking at the floor.
"Stop kidding around Hermione."
"I'm not joking. I dunno. Harry must have put a spell on me to get me to sleep with him and then he done a memory charm on me so I would forget," Hermione said.
"But, if Harry is the father, why does Max look like Draco?" Hermione's mum asked.
"Well, I put a disguise charm on him so that he did look like Draco," Hermione said.
"Well, what does Draco think?"
"He doesn't know," Hermione said, continuing to look at the floor.
"Hermione you have to tell him. I mean, he does have a right to know."
Hermione ran to her mother, crying. "Mum, I dunno what to do though. He would go crazy and leave me for sure! And he'd kill Harry! Literally. Harry obviously knows that Max is his, but I don't want to break Draco's heart by telling him that Max isn't his son."
"Well Hermione. Think about a way to tell him, because you have to eventually. You're smart, you'll find a way," she said.
"Thanks mum," Hermione said, wiping her tears and walking back out to the kitchen.
"Draco, you coming downstairs?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah," he said following her.
When they got downstairs, Draco looked at Hermione and was about to kiss her when he noticed that her eyes were red and puffy.
"Hermione, have you been crying?"
"No," Hermione lied.
"Hermione, you have. Your eyes are red. Why were you crying?"
"I was just happy to be home and have the delivery over with," she lied again, but Draco bought it.
"Oh, well, you could have just told me that," he said, leaning in and kissing her lips.
"C'mon, let's get Michelle and show her her new brother."
"Ok," Hermione said.
They went to Meeshca's room and she was asleep.
"Don't wake her," Hermione said to Draco. They quietly walked out. When Draco looked down, he noticed that Max was asleep in his arms.
"Hermione, what are we gonna do with Max? We can't put him in his crib yet," Draco said.
Hermione took Max from Draco and sat in a rocking chair (that she bought when they went shopping) and started to rock him.
"I'll sleep out here tonight and we can decide something else to do tomorrow," Hermione said.
"Ok, well, I'm gonna go to bed too," Draco said, kissing Hermione and walking to their bedroom.
"I'm gonna go upstairs too. Night," said Ron.
"Night," Hermione and Harry said in unison.
Once Hermione and Harry were left alone, Harry turned to Hermione.
"Hermione, how come you wrote Draco down as the father? You know he's not the father of Max."
"It would have looked suspicious if I wrote down your name wouldn't it? And you know how Draco would react? He'd kill you Harry. Literally kill you. And he'd leave me for real this time."
"But Hermione, you can't keep living a lie to him. Your conscience will tell on you."
"Harry, I'll worry about that when the time comes."
"Whatever, night Hermione," Harry said, walking upstairs to the guest room that he was staying in.
Hermione had a hard time falling asleep that night. She kept thinking about how Draco would react if he found out Max wasn't his. Eventually she got to sleep. She was asleep for an hour, only to be woken up again by Draco.
"Hey sweetheart," he said.
"Hey Draco. What time is it?" she asked groggily.
"Umm...7:30. You don't sound like you slept well."
"I didn't," Hermione responded.
"Well, let me take Max and you go to bed and rest," Draco said.
"Thanks Draco, but that's ok. I probably wouldn't get to sleep anyway."
"Ok, well, if you say so."
They sat there, watching the sleeping baby in Hermione's arms. Harry walked downstairs a few minutes later.
"Oh, you're up," Harry said.
"Yeah, did you want something?" Hermione asked.
"No, just wondering if you were up," Harry responded.
They passed the rest of the day by watching TV and watching Max and Meeshca.
That night, around 9 Draco took Hermione by the hand and brought her up to the kitchen.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"You'll see," Draco said, blindfolding Hermione and taking her hand, leading her out to the backyard. Draco took off the blindfold. There, lit by the moonlight, was a blanket with a picnic basket and two champagne glasses. Hermione gasped when she saw it.
"Draco, what's all this for?"
"Just to show you that I love you," Draco said romantically.
"Aww...you are so sweet Draco," Hermione said, kissing his lips.
"Ron is watching Max and Meeshca so we have the night to do whatever we want. So I was thinking of a moonlight picnic and swim and then relax in the hammock under the stars."
Hermione smiled and Draco helped her sit down next to him on the blanket.
"This is really romantic Draco," Hermione said.
Draco took a bottle of champagne from the picnic basket and poured up two glasses. Then he took out a piece of chocolate cake and two forks.
Hermione and Draco intertwined their arms as they took a sip of champagne. Hermione then took a fork and ate a bit of the cake.
"I have a better idea," said Draco, then he took Hermione's fork and got some cake and fed it to her. (I know it might sound lame, but it's romantic)
"Mmm...I like that idea," Hermione said, feeding Draco some cake too. They continued to feed each other the rest of the cake when Draco leaned in and kissed Hermione. They shared a passionate kiss before going to the pool for a swim. When they were done, they dried off and, still in their swimsuits, went to the hammock next to the pool and laid down. Draco took the blanket they were sitting on earlier and they wrapped up in it. They snuggled closer and Hermione laid her head on Draco's chest.
"I love you Draco. Don't ever forget that," Hermione said.
"I love you too Hermione." They shared another passionate kiss and they, snuggled together, fell asleep in the hammock.
A/N: YAY! My sequel is finally started! This one isn't gonna be as long as the first one, but there will be a trilogy for when the two kids are going to Hogwarts.HerH
The medi-witch came back with the baby wrapped up in a blanket. She handed the bundle to Hermione and Hermione smiled. But she noticed something was different. The baby looked like...HARRY! He had black hair and bright green eyes. He looked like the spitting image of Harry.
"Harry! You're not gonna believe this!"
Harry got up from his seat and went over and looked at the baby Hermione was holding. "Whoa! That baby looks like me!" he said. At that moment, the memory spell that Harry had put on Hermione had worn off.
"Harry, when we slept together that night, we didn't use protection. Draco is gonna kill me."
"You remember that night?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Oh, the spell must wear off when something reminds you of it," Harry said.
"What spell?" Hermione asked.
Harry quickly told her.
"Well, we have to do something before Draco gets here," Hermione said, taking her wand from the table. "A simple disguise charm should work." She muttered the only disguise charm she could remember and the baby immediately changed from black hair and green eyes to blonde hair and brown eyes.
"Hermione, are you sure that is gonna work?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," she answered.
"But, what are we gonna do?" Harry asked. "He's my son after all."
"Well, as of right now, it's gonna be Draco's son. Harry, if Draco knew, he'd be so mad. Please just pretend that it's Draco's. Just knowing that it's your son is enough, isn't it?"
"Not really, but I guess..."
At that moment, Draco and Ron walked in.
"Congratulations Hermione," Ron said, walking over to the bed.
"Thanks Ron, you wanna hold him?" she asked. Ron nodded and she passed him to Ron. Draco walked over to Ron and looked at what he thought to be his son.
"He looks just like me," Draco said. Even though it's not his first child, he was so amazed at how much your child can look like you and stuff like that.
"Yeah, but he's got 'Mione's eyes," Ron added.
"I think most baby's inherit their mother's eyes," Draco said.
The medi-witch came back in. "We need to take your son for a check-up to make for sure he is healthy."
Ron handed the baby to the medi-witch and she left. Draco sat down next to Hermione and Ron hauled up another chair.
"What's his name?" Ron asked.
"It's ...umm, we don't have one picked out yet," Hermione said.
"Umm...how about Maximilian?" Harry suggested.
"Why would you name our child?" Draco asked coldly. He didn't want his son to be named by Harry.
"I was just suggesting it and..." he stopped. He was about to tell Draco that it wasn't his child, but saw the look on Hermione's face. "Never mind."
"No, I like that name. Maximilian. We can call him Max for short. What do you think Draco?" Hermione said.
"I guess I could live with that," Draco said.
"Maximilian James Malfoy. I like it," Hermione said.
"Whoa, who said is middle name was gonna be James?" Draco asked.
"I dunno. I just think it goes nice with Maximilian," Hermione said.
"Hermione, did you know that you can be so persuasive?" Draco asked, kissing Hermione.
The medi-witch came back out.
"The check-up is complete and your son is healthy. Normally we would keep you in here for a few days to just keep a check on the baby, but your baby is so healthy, that you can go home as soon as you fill out the paper work," said the medi-witch.
"Ok," Hermione responded. The medi-witch went and got the paper work and brought it back for Hermione to fill out.
"I have everything filled out except his name and things related to his parents," said the medi-witch.
"Ok," Hermione said, turning to Draco. "Are we agreed that his name is gonna be Maximilian James Malfoy?" Draco nodded.
Hermione filled out the rest of the papers.
"Name: Maximilian James Malfoy, Mother: Hermione Anne Granger, Father: Draco Xavier Malfoy (etc...)" Hermione read as she filled it out. When Harry heard Hermione write Draco's name down as Max's father instead of his, he wanted to blow Hermione's cover then and there but he knew she would kill him, so he just kept all his anger bottled up. Hermione passed the papers back to the medi- witch and she brought Max out and gave him to Hermione.
"Let me hold him," Harry said. He is my son after all.
Hermione passed Max to Harry. I can't believe I have a son, Harry thought. He really wanted to be saying all of this out loud. Max started to cry and Harry didn't know what to do, so he just passed him back to Hermione.
"Draco, you wanna hold him?" Hermione asked, smiling. Draco nodded and went over to take Max. He immediately stopped crying when Draco picked him up.
Great! My son hates me. He loves that git! Might as well have been his the way he's acting right now. What a bastard, Harry thought.
"Draco, you hold him so I can go get dressed. Then we can go home and show Meeshca her brother," Hermione said, getting out of bed. "Maybe I should fix this huge stomach first." She grabbed her wand and pointed it at her stomach and muttering the same spell she used last time to shrink her stomach. "That's better." She went to the bathroom and changed.
When she came back out, she told the medi-witch she was leaving and thanking her. Then they walked downstairs and went home.
When they got there, Hermione and Draco immediately went to find Hermione's parents, while Ron and Harry went downstairs to watch TV.
They found Hermione's parents in the kitchen.
"Mum," Hermione said. Hermione's mum turned around and ran over to Draco (who was holding Max).
"He's so adorable!" was all her mother said.
"Yeah. Mum, can I talk to you a minute? Alone?" Hermione asked.
"Sure sweetie," her mum responded, handing Max back to Draco and following her daughter to the next room.
"Mum, I have some bad news," Hermione said.
"What is it, Hermione?"
"Max isn't Draco's son, he's Harry's," Hermione said, lowering her head and looking at the floor.
"Stop kidding around Hermione."
"I'm not joking. I dunno. Harry must have put a spell on me to get me to sleep with him and then he done a memory charm on me so I would forget," Hermione said.
"But, if Harry is the father, why does Max look like Draco?" Hermione's mum asked.
"Well, I put a disguise charm on him so that he did look like Draco," Hermione said.
"Well, what does Draco think?"
"He doesn't know," Hermione said, continuing to look at the floor.
"Hermione you have to tell him. I mean, he does have a right to know."
Hermione ran to her mother, crying. "Mum, I dunno what to do though. He would go crazy and leave me for sure! And he'd kill Harry! Literally. Harry obviously knows that Max is his, but I don't want to break Draco's heart by telling him that Max isn't his son."
"Well Hermione. Think about a way to tell him, because you have to eventually. You're smart, you'll find a way," she said.
"Thanks mum," Hermione said, wiping her tears and walking back out to the kitchen.
"Draco, you coming downstairs?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah," he said following her.
When they got downstairs, Draco looked at Hermione and was about to kiss her when he noticed that her eyes were red and puffy.
"Hermione, have you been crying?"
"No," Hermione lied.
"Hermione, you have. Your eyes are red. Why were you crying?"
"I was just happy to be home and have the delivery over with," she lied again, but Draco bought it.
"Oh, well, you could have just told me that," he said, leaning in and kissing her lips.
"C'mon, let's get Michelle and show her her new brother."
"Ok," Hermione said.
They went to Meeshca's room and she was asleep.
"Don't wake her," Hermione said to Draco. They quietly walked out. When Draco looked down, he noticed that Max was asleep in his arms.
"Hermione, what are we gonna do with Max? We can't put him in his crib yet," Draco said.
Hermione took Max from Draco and sat in a rocking chair (that she bought when they went shopping) and started to rock him.
"I'll sleep out here tonight and we can decide something else to do tomorrow," Hermione said.
"Ok, well, I'm gonna go to bed too," Draco said, kissing Hermione and walking to their bedroom.
"I'm gonna go upstairs too. Night," said Ron.
"Night," Hermione and Harry said in unison.
Once Hermione and Harry were left alone, Harry turned to Hermione.
"Hermione, how come you wrote Draco down as the father? You know he's not the father of Max."
"It would have looked suspicious if I wrote down your name wouldn't it? And you know how Draco would react? He'd kill you Harry. Literally kill you. And he'd leave me for real this time."
"But Hermione, you can't keep living a lie to him. Your conscience will tell on you."
"Harry, I'll worry about that when the time comes."
"Whatever, night Hermione," Harry said, walking upstairs to the guest room that he was staying in.
Hermione had a hard time falling asleep that night. She kept thinking about how Draco would react if he found out Max wasn't his. Eventually she got to sleep. She was asleep for an hour, only to be woken up again by Draco.
"Hey sweetheart," he said.
"Hey Draco. What time is it?" she asked groggily.
"Umm...7:30. You don't sound like you slept well."
"I didn't," Hermione responded.
"Well, let me take Max and you go to bed and rest," Draco said.
"Thanks Draco, but that's ok. I probably wouldn't get to sleep anyway."
"Ok, well, if you say so."
They sat there, watching the sleeping baby in Hermione's arms. Harry walked downstairs a few minutes later.
"Oh, you're up," Harry said.
"Yeah, did you want something?" Hermione asked.
"No, just wondering if you were up," Harry responded.
They passed the rest of the day by watching TV and watching Max and Meeshca.
That night, around 9 Draco took Hermione by the hand and brought her up to the kitchen.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"You'll see," Draco said, blindfolding Hermione and taking her hand, leading her out to the backyard. Draco took off the blindfold. There, lit by the moonlight, was a blanket with a picnic basket and two champagne glasses. Hermione gasped when she saw it.
"Draco, what's all this for?"
"Just to show you that I love you," Draco said romantically.
"Aww...you are so sweet Draco," Hermione said, kissing his lips.
"Ron is watching Max and Meeshca so we have the night to do whatever we want. So I was thinking of a moonlight picnic and swim and then relax in the hammock under the stars."
Hermione smiled and Draco helped her sit down next to him on the blanket.
"This is really romantic Draco," Hermione said.
Draco took a bottle of champagne from the picnic basket and poured up two glasses. Then he took out a piece of chocolate cake and two forks.
Hermione and Draco intertwined their arms as they took a sip of champagne. Hermione then took a fork and ate a bit of the cake.
"I have a better idea," said Draco, then he took Hermione's fork and got some cake and fed it to her. (I know it might sound lame, but it's romantic)
"Mmm...I like that idea," Hermione said, feeding Draco some cake too. They continued to feed each other the rest of the cake when Draco leaned in and kissed Hermione. They shared a passionate kiss before going to the pool for a swim. When they were done, they dried off and, still in their swimsuits, went to the hammock next to the pool and laid down. Draco took the blanket they were sitting on earlier and they wrapped up in it. They snuggled closer and Hermione laid her head on Draco's chest.
"I love you Draco. Don't ever forget that," Hermione said.
"I love you too Hermione." They shared another passionate kiss and they, snuggled together, fell asleep in the hammock.
A/N: YAY! My sequel is finally started! This one isn't gonna be as long as the first one, but there will be a trilogy for when the two kids are going to Hogwarts.HerH