Hermoine woke up in quite the pleasant mood. The month had passed that she and Draco had to teach Care of Magical Creatures for Hagrid and now they would be receiving their child. This would definitely be an interesting experience.

Draco had calmed down towards her and didn't tease or make fun of Hermoine anymore. Actually he hardly talked to her if he could help it. There was the occasional grunt of "Pass the salt" across the table they ate at in the Great Hall, but that was it. In fact there was hardly any eye contact.

Hermoine and Draco were both sitting in their common room when they heard a knock at their door. Hermoine was engulfed in her Advanced Transfiguration book and jumped when she heard the knock. Draco was merely flipping through the pages of his Potions book so he got up and answered the door.

"GRANGER! Get over here!" Malfoy yelled for her assistance almost immediately.

Hermoine crossed the room next to Malfoy whose face was scrunched up in utter disgust. Hermoine looked out into the hallway and didn't see anyone.

"What are you playing at Malfoy?" she asked him while turning back towards the couch.

He grabbed her arm and pointed down towards the floor where a baby in a basket lay sleeping. A note was on top of the blanket that was entitled to them.

Hermoine took hold of the note and muttered to Draco to get the baby. Draco turned to her, fire blazing in his eyes. "You expect me to…to touch this…thing?" he hissed, trying not to wake it.

Hermoine turned towards him, the same fire in her eyes, a fire of passion, lust, and hate all mixed into one. "Yes, I do, because I'm not raising this so called 'thing' for the next two months by myself!"

Draco moved closer to her as she walked closer to him, the fire in both of their eyes. They became uncomfortably close to one another, both breathing heavily. If anyone were to walk by it would look as if they were about to kiss, but they were interrupted by the whining noise from the baby.

Hermoine thrust the piece of parchment into his hands and went over to pick up the screaming child. She shot a glare at Draco and hurried to her room.

When she opened the door she gasped. She no longer had a single room. Oh no, it was definitely a double bed, and the room was enlarged with a crib at the end of the bed.

Draco came up behind her and his jaw also dropped. "W-What happened?" he asked, slightly in awe of the sight.

"Looks like you get to help me raise it after all" Hermoine said proudly.

Draco looked at the child in her arms. "Erm, umm how do we know if it's a boy or a girl?" he asked slightly nervous.

Hermoine laughed at him and handed him the child. "I'll let you figure this out on your own. I need to have a shower. Have fun" she said and quickly hurried to the attached bathroom.

Draco kept opening and closing his mouth and then looked down at the baby and sneered. "What are you looking at?" he asked, his voice full of hatred. At those words the baby spewed on his robe leaving Draco, if possible, even more disgusted.

He held the child as far away from him and barged into the bathroom where he could hear the shower running.

"GRANGER!" He yelled making the infant cry once more. "GET OUT OF THE SHOWER NOW!" he continued to yell.

A drenched head popped out from around the curtain. "Get out of here! People do tend to take showers with absolutely no clothes on, and I'm pretty sure I don't want you to see me like this!" she jeered.

"Make this thing shut up!" he yelled. She rolled her eyes and quickly grabbed a towel that was hanging next to the shower. She came out of the shower moments later wrapped in the towel.

"The baby isn't going to shut up if you keep yelling" she said simply and took hold of the child again which instantly stopped crying as she cooed it.

Draco glared at her. "I told you I'm not good with these things" he muttered.

She turned to face him. "Suck it up, buttercup" she said and walked into their bed room, still wrapped in the towel.

She placed the baby in the crib and took some clothes out of the wardrobe.

"Do you mind?" she said to Draco who just leaned back on the bed while she cocked her eyebrow.

"No, not at all. Please, do continue" he said smirking at her.

She turned her nose up at him and walked back to the bathroom muttering words like "dirty pervert".

Feeling particularly sneaky and stealth at that moment, Draco walked into the bathroom at the precise moment when Hermoine let the towel fall.

"Mmm very nice Granger. Never knew you would look like that under those bulky robes" he purred into her ear in a husky voice as he came up behind her.

She quickly grabbed the towel, turned around and slapped him as hard as she possibly could.

Draco glared at her and then stormed out of the bathroom. He would never know what she was all about and as much as he wanted to, at the same time he didn't want to.