AN: here you go three chaps as promised.

Chapter14:

Hell Hath Frozen Over

Hermione and Draco were writing letters to their families with the help of everyone else.

"Just write: I'm getting hitched and you will have a grandchild this summer! Lots of love, your one and only Hermione." Ariadne suggested sarcastically.

"I don't think that would work." said Mantha.

"Ha, I'm done, now someone take it before I rip it up!" Hermione said.

"Yes, take mine too!" said Draco.

Ginny grabbed both letters and ran to the owlry. Later that day as Draco was heading to meet Hermione and the rest of the gang for lunch when a large black owl dropped a letter in front of him. He grabbed it and opened it.

Dear Mr. Malfoy,

Your services are needed by our lord. Are you prepared to fill your father's place?

P.P.

P.S. Return owl A.S.A.P

Draco could have screamed. His worst nightmare had just come true, Voldemort wanted him to be a Deatheater. He put the letter away in his pocket and went to lunch deciding he would figure something out later.

Lunch went well and everyone had a relaxing afternoon except Draco. Hermione noticed his unease. While they were walking back to the castle after lounging by the lake Hermione and Draco fell behind the gang.

"What's wrong?" she asked him seriously.

"Voldemort wants me to be a Deatheater." he replied.

Hermione paled considerably.

"You're not going to do it? Are you?" she said bossily.

"Of course not, but what are they going to do to me?" he asked.

"We are going straight to Dumbledore as soon as we get to that castle." she replied.

Later in Dumbledor's office sat Hermione, Draco, the headmaster, and Snape. Draco was taken by surprise as he found the true nature of his head of house.

"Draco what is your intention regarding this matter?" asked Snape.

"What do you mean?" Draco asked.

"Do you intend to join?" Snape asked annoyed.

"Why in the bloody hell would I be here with my pregnant, muggle born fiancée if I intended to join the damn Deatheaters?" Draco answered in an outrage.

"Fiancée, oh congratulations!" said Dumbledore.

"Pregnant…Granger, Malfoy…fiancée, bloody hell, Hell hath frozen over." replied Snape.

"Yes, absolutely bloody fascinating, but what are we going to do? Once break is over our engagement will be everywhere and the Deatheaters will know that I'm muggle born and Harry Potter's best friend, plus Draco here is the heir of Lucious Malfoy, whom Voldemort expected a son to follow in Daddy dearest footsteps and I'll be damned if it's going to happen while I'm alive!" an out-of-breath Hermione replied.

"Foolish girl, now isn't the time for Gryffindor bravery, and…"

a crack like a whip was heard as Hermione's full force smack collided with her professor's face. Snape was in complete shock. Dumbledore burst out laughing. Then Hermione burst out crying. Draco gathered Hermione in his arms looked over to Snape and simply said,

"Hurt like hell didn't it?"

Dumbledore calmed down and looked at Hermione,

"Dear child, what's wrong?" he asked.

"You were laughing at me and my hormones got the best of me." she said as she calmed down.

"Hermione, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at Severus, the look on his face was absolutely priceless, I don't think a student has ever stood up to him." he replied.

"Oh, um…Professor Snape, I'm really sorry about that, I've only ever slapped one other person in my life, I think I might need to do it more often, it feels oddly satisfying actually." Hermione stated,

while Draco was looking quite scared because he was the only other person she'd slapped. Snape burst out laughing and everyone looked at him like he was on fire.

"Hem-hem," Dumbledore cleared his throat to get the conversation back on track.

"Severus, what are you're thoughts on this situation?" he asked.

"Well, Draco can not refuse him for several reasons. 1.) He will be pissed and we don't want Potter fainting. 2.) He will kill him. And 3.) He will expect me to bring him when it's time for him to receive his mark. I will not be jeopardized by my students." Snape answered.

"I will not get that mark." said Draco.

"Severus, would Voldemort, perhaps, postpone Draco getting the mark until he graduates? Tell him it could be seen." Dumbledore asked.

"Hmm. Possibly, I will ask at the next meeting." Snape replied.

"Well, until then, this must be kept a secret, no, don't even tell Harry or Ron or any of the others. Tell them not to speak a word of the engagement. Also, I would like for you two to fake a break-up. Make it seem as if it is because she's pregnant and muggle-born to show Voldemort favoritism. Draco, you cannot hang out with the gang anymore. Only Slytherins. Oh, by the way, Ariadne is in Slytherin and so is Rhea, so you can hang out with them and they are not to hang out with the rest of the gang either. "Dumbledore explained.

"But why?" asked Draco.

Hermione looked too shocked to speak.

"We have to make it look as if you want to be on Voldemort's side." Dumbledore replied.

"When do we have to start this?" Hermione asked.

"First day of term at lunch."