A/N: Someone made a good point... it does kinda sound like Tre was pledging himself to Voldermort... but he wasn't. It's sad to think that this fic will shortly come to an end... not many chapters left. OH typo in the last chapter, Hermione is due in two months, not three.
"Tre! Can i talk to you for a minute?" Draco hollered from the study. He heard a chair scooting across the hardwood floor in the kitchen, and Tre's heavy footsteps approaching.

"Yeah?" Tre came sauntering into the study, his bulky body hovering in the doorway.

"Listen, you're my cousin and all. Hell you're like a brother to me, but we can't all live under this roof, together, forever." Draco was fiddling with his glasses as he talked to Tre.

"Look, Draco,I know. But i mean,I start training at the Ministry of Magic soon. And with DimitriI can't possibly find a place now. I promise man, i'll figure something out. I just need more time." Tre's face was full of worry, and Draco knew that all the changes in Tre's life were taking a serious toll on him.

"Shut up for a minute and hear me out." Draco held up a firm hand. "Look, I want to keep you close, and I know that life's been rough on you lately. And well, lets face it. I'm not short on property. Remember our club house?" Draco smiled, remembering their summer hide out.

"You mean that house on the back of the property? Who could forget it. That place was sweet." Tre laughed to, reminiscing about all the trouble they'd caused.

"It's yours. I talked with my mom. This property, is all mine, and Hermione and i will never have a use for the place. It's 5 bedrooms. Which is plenty for the small family you and Ginny got goin' on. And I'm in a giving mood. So take it." Draco seemed casual as he spoke, but Tre knew the impact he was having.

"Are you saying that you're giving me a piece of the property? This is amazing, " Then a thought occured to Tre, "Awww, i can't afford all the costs, but, hey man thanks for thinking of me." Tre's shoulders seemed to sag.

"I don't think you're hearing me. Everything's payed for. You get the house and three acres. That should be enough right?" Draco again dismissed Tre's concerns nonchalantly.

"Draco this is unbelievable. I'll pay you back, I promise." Tre seemed, "Hermione really has changed you." Draco's head snapped as Tre gave Draco a knowing nod and walked out.


Had Hermione changed him that much? He didn't think so. She just brought out his better half. And it was starting to grow on him. Hermione had less than a month to go before her due date. Draco was excited, though he hid it well.
He wasn't one for showing his emotions, all it brought was pain. He'd also noticed that lately Hermione had been spending a lot of time at the Weasley's, and less time at home, where she belonged.

"Hey Draco, i'm going out. I don't know if i'll be home in time to get dinner in the oven. If i'm not, will you go ahead and throw the ham in the oven?" Hermione's glowing face hovered in the doorway, one foot practically out the front door.

"Where you goin'?" Draco removed his glasses and tried to sound casual.

"I'm meeting Ron for lunch at Arthus Cafe. Bye." Hermione had a spring in her step as she disappeared. Draco recognized the sour taste in his mouth as jealousy. It was consuming him, from head to toe. She was spending an awful lot of time with him, and Draco wasn't too thrilled.

"Green with envy?" Ginny was standing in the doorway, arms crossed with a know it all smirk.

"What do you want?" Draco seemed patient, but dismissive.

"To see if you wanna go to lunch. No point hanging around here, while your wife is out gallavanting around with my brother." Ginny uncrossed her arms and plopped down on the couch.

"Yeah, well not a whole lot I could do now was there?" Draco put his book down.

"You could've stopped her. Youare her husband." Ginny looked at him doubtfully. "Come on. Lets go get something to eat. Tre and Dimitri are at the park, so i'm bored." Ginny hopped up and grabbed Draco's arm.

She was so childish, but thats what had attracted Draco to her, all those years ago. She helped him to forget his pain. And in those days there were plenty. "I don't have a choice do I?" Draco sighed as Ginny dragged him off.


"So how are things with Draco?" Ron was stuffing his face with chicken and rice, while Hermione sipped tea. They had decided to go to a different Cafe on Lexington and Raulf.

"They're fine." Hermione had a smile on her face, and it seemed to brighten with the mention of Draco's name.

"Right. Those are the hormones talking aren't they?" Ron laughed, a piece of rice flying from his mouth.

"You really shouldn't talk with food in your mouth... it'svery unattractive. And no, that's me talking. Things are fine at home. Draco and I aren't fighting, in fact we've kinda worked things out." Hermione took a bite of her salad.

Ron rolled his eyes, for some reason, he didn't believe her. He squinted as his eyes rested on an image outside, "Hey! Is that my...sister? With Draco? What the hell?" Ron practically spit his food out at the site, and Hermione couldn't help but look. And there they were. Talking and laughing walking into a small resteraunt across the street.

"What the hell, is a damn good question." Hermione slammed her tea down, and watched as the two sat down into a window booth.


Hermione's lunch had been ruined. She instead, watched Ginny and Draco contently, as they laughed. Occasionally Ginny would rest her hand on his arm, then slowly pull it away. How could her best friend do this to her? Especially while she was pregnant. Hermione tossed her napkin on the table and signalled for the check.

"Hermione, maybe it's just... yeah okay. I can't justify it." Ron was hustling after her as she stormed down the sidewalk.

"That asshole. I'm pregnant with his kids and he's out dining with another woman? Well we'll just see about that." She continued on down the sidewalk.

"Hermione... breathe." Ron was frantic, he was concerned that something might happen to the kids if she got too worked up.

"And what's worse is she's obviously involved with Tre. She doesn't have to come out and say it. I already know. But now she's going aftermy husband? Some friend." Hermione was huffing now, unmistakably out of breath. "Look Ron. I've gotta go. I'm okay to drive home. Thanks for the concern." She climbed into the car and revved the engine.

"Lord this can't be good." Ron said outloud.


"What would Hermione think if she saw us out together." Draco sounded worried. They weren't anywhere near the Arthus Cafe, but Draco knew this didn't look good, that's given Hermione knew about their past.

"Hey, she's out with my brother. Same situation. except Hermione doesn't know anything about... us.' Ginny quieted herself on that last part.

"Still. I know how jealous i was. It's just not right." Draco looked around, and outside he caught a glimpse of Ron.

"Listen to you. Hermione has really gotten under your skin." Ginny laughed lightly, taking a bite of her bread roll.

"Shit!" Draco looked out the window and saw Ron. He quickly tried to cover himself as best as possible.

"What?" Ginny looked at him as if he was nuts, then,she sawwhere Draco was pointing.

"Oh damn. They must've changed their mind." Ginny too tried to duck out of site.

"You know what? You're right. There's nothing wrong with us having lunch. Let Hermione see us. I don't care." Draco shrugged back his jacket and sat up straight.

"Umm... okay." Ginny was surprised, but went along with it. "Ron's walking into the resteraunt? You think he saw us?" Ginny looked to Draco who just shrugged with a smug smile.

"Hey guys." Ron waved uncomfortably.

"Hey man whats up?" Draco asked sticking out his hand. Ron took it. "Sit man, we haven't ordered yet so if you're hungry..."

"Ummm, no just came to warn you. Hermione left in a huff after seeing you two together. I have a feeling you've got a long night ahead." Ron raised his eyebrows as if to say, thank god i'm not you.

"What? I can't enjoy a lunch out with a friend?" Draco raised his eyebrows in mock shock at Ginny, who played along. "Look thanks for the concern but i'm not worried. I'm a grown man." Draco waved Ron off and smiled as Ginny giggled.

"Your funeral." Ron got up and walked off.

"Your Funeral." Ginny mimicked, rolling her eyes,asher older brother walked off.

"With Hermione, you never know... it could be." Draco had a look of worry on his face.