Draco was lying on his bed and staring up at the ceiling. He wanted nothing more than to be with Hermione. He wanted to feel her hair between his fingers and her skin beneath his lips.
He wanted nothing more than to see his baby. However, his father always had a way of taking whatever was important to him. And, right now, Hermione was the most important thing to him. He wanted to see her badly.
"Draco." His father called from outside his door. "May I come in?" he asked and walked into the bedroom before Draco gave him an answer.
"I guess so." Draco said as his father sat on his desk chair.
"Now Draco I know that we haven't talked about why I pulled you out of Hogwarts before graduation and I feel that now is the time.
"I pulled you out because I felt that you were making the wrong choice for you life and I wanted to make sure that you did no such thing. Therefore, I got permission from Dumbledore and he let me take you home. You have to understand that I did this in your best in-"
"Bump that! I know exactly why you took me out of school. You knew I was making the wrong choice by your standards. I was in love with Hermione Granger. A Mudblood and a Gryffindor. I know that Pansy was reporting to you on my every move and I was foolish enough to let her catch me but I love Hermione and you cannot keep me away from her.
"Oh! Moreover, something else to piss you off she is pregnant. In addition, the kid is mine."
SLAPDraco's head turned to the right and he spit out blood. "Thanks Dad!" Draco said sardonically. He felt awful and furthermore Blaise still had not returned with an answer from Hermione. Draco prayed to Merlin that she was okay and not harmed. He did not know what he would do if Hermione and his baby were harmed in any way.
Draco let a tear stroll down his cheek
Hermione paced around her apartment contemplating weather or not she should try to go and see Draco. She needed to be with Draco but she also needed to be with Harry and help to train for the War. But could she really fight with her belly about to swell?
Hermione had just begun to cry when there was a knock on her door. She wiped her eyes and opened the door. She gasped at what she saw: Blaise had a man help up by his shoulders. That blonde head and those gray eyes seemed do familiar to Hermione.
A load of memories flashed through Hermione's mind. Staring with the day she laid her eyes on this beautiful creature ending with the last time she saw him.
"Draco…" Hermione whispered to the man she loved.
Draco looked into her chocolate brown eyes and tried his best to smile. But seeing as how his father had done a job on him he could barely move. Draco nodded his head in agony and allowed Blaise to lead him into the house and lay him on Hermione's couch. He looked at the walls and smiled inwardly at his picture painted clear as day on her living room wall. Draco watched as Hermione placed a bowl of hot water on her coffee table and began to bathe Draco's injuries. He reached out with his right hand and tucked a strand of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear.
She smiled at him lovingly and apologized if the wounds were going to sting. She placed the cloth to his upper lip and washed away the caked blood. Hermione strategically cleaned Draco up and helped him sit up on her couch.
Hermione was ecstatic that Draco was with her again. She wanted to jump on him and kiss him and hug him and what she wanted him to take her right there. Hermione still loved Draco and Draco still loved Hermione.
"I've missed you Draco!" Hermione said as she laid her head on his chest. She could hear his ragged breathing and enjoyed knowing that she was with him. She knew that everything in the world could go wrong but did she care? No, all she wanted to do was catch up with Draco.
"How have you been?" Hermione asked him.
Draco took a sip of water and then a gulp. He swallowed the water and sighed.
"I haven't been…awful. My father pulled me out of school and then he made me a prisoner in my own house. I tried so many times to escape to see you but he always caught me in the end. Everything always happens in the end. I lost you in the end. He caught me in the end. We are all going to die in the end." He stared into Hermione's eyes. Draco fell into her chocolate orbs and held her head on his chest.
"I love you, Hermione!"
"I love you, too, Draco!"
They both turned their heads as they heard the door click shut. They were alone. And they were going to make the best of their time together.
Draco sat up on the couch and pulled Hermione into a tight embrace. He stared down into her chocolate eyes and lost himself. He slammed his lips upon her and kissed her passionately. He ran his tongue across her lips absolutely begging her for entrance to her soul. He wanted to be with her forever. Draco pulled apart gasping for air.
"Hermione!" he whispered between breaths. "We have to get married!"
Hermione opened her eyes and looked at Draco bewildered.
"What? Why?"
"Because…if we don't then my father will keep us apart. He will kill me and you and…the baby if…if we are not married as soon as possible. And we also have to worry about McGonnagall's curse. So please let's get married."
"But Draco!! We can't… not just yet anyway! We have to get some things squared away! Like how we haven't seen each other in a few months! We have one little thing to take care of."
With that Hermione crashed her lips on Draco's and kissed him so deeply that new waves of emotion racked through her body. She shuddered as Draco slid his hand up her shirt and gently rubbed her breast. Hermione involuntarily moaned as an orgasm rushed through her body.
Draco picked Hermione up and carried her to her bedroom. He laid her down on her bed and undressed her. Just as he was about to lower himself into her when a loud crack was heard from behind him.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
Draco froze mere inches above Hermione and turned around and stared into the eyes of…
To Be Continued……..