Draco and Hermione: Lust or Love

..The Ending Kick..

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Hermione laid her head down on the desk and tried to keep her eyes open. Snape wouldn't stop talking and she felt if she was going to throw up. She was so famished she thought that the baby would have to start eating her insides to stay alive.

"Are you alright?" Draco asked from beside her.

Moaning softly, Hermione peered up at him. She smiled slightly and nodded. "Tired," she explained with one word.

"That's what you get from tossing and turning all night."

"Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger since you two insist on talking, come down here and give us a demonstration on this potion."

Hermione lifted her head with a groan and staggered to her feet. She followed Draco up and stood facing the class.

"Ms. Granger, what is your favourite snack?"

Hermione right away thought of the food she was dreaming about at the moment. "I don't know. I have a lot," she replied.

Snape sneered and asked a different way. "Close you eyes and tell us what you see."

Hermione did as she was told and thought real hard about what she wanted to see. The image of a double chocolate brownie came into her view.

Dreamy on the image of her food, Hermione opened her eyes and smile. "I see a deep double chocolate brownie about two inches thick, the top loaded with chocolate frosting and sprinkles . . ." Hermione went on talking about this brownie she wanted. The class started to howl with laughter as Hermione started to shiver with the want of her brownie.

"Miss. Granger, please just eat the brownie." Hermione's eyes opened immediately and she stared at the brownie Professor Snape was holding in his hand.

"Did you poison it, Professor?"

Snape sneered and placed the deep chocolate brownie in her hand. "Just eat it."

Hermione's smile reappeared and slowly, silently she ate the brownie. The class watched at she started to sway and then slowly her image started to fade.

A small gasp filled the room and Hermione totally disappeared.

"Where did she go?" Draco asked, panic displayed deeply in his voice.

"Don't worry, Mr. Malfoy, she's safe."

"Where is she?" Draco demanded again.

"To you're dream world, Mr. Malfoy."

"To my what?"

A mist filled the murky, chilled room and Snape lifted his wand. He said nothing but something like a bubble filled the front of the room. It would look like a gigantic crystal ball but the sides were as soft as a bubble of soap.

Hermione's frame appeared and Draco stepped closer to the mist.

"Can she hear us?" he asked.

"No, but you may go in and talk to her."

"How?" Draco asked, his voice quivering.

"Just walk in."

The class watched as Draco went into the bubble and gently touched Hermione's shoulder.

She jumped, spun around and right away leaned into Draco's large frame, her hands went from doing the dishes at what the class guessed to be their kitchen.

Draco rubbed Hermione's back and she snuggled in closer to his body.

"This is Draco's dream world, but soon it will be his worst nightmare."

The class watched as Draco and Hermione talked and held each other then suddenly, Hermione pushed Draco away, her face held up with a sneer.

"Hermione?" The class heard Draco ask.

Abruptly, Hermione twisted and grabbed a knife from the kitchen table and held it up.

The silver blade sparkled as it raised higher and higher. Then, as fast as it appeared, the blade swiped down and just missed Draco.

"Oh, my god! Hermione what're you doing?"

"Nothing, Draco. I just wanna tell you something before you die though. The baby isn't yours."

Draco's face turned pale and then Hermione's laughed, it coming out cold and harsh. "I never did really like you, Draco. You were always boring and not very good in bed."

Outside the bubble. The class howled with laughter but inside, Draco was breaking out in a cold sweat, his face pale like a white pastry.

"Poor, little boy. Scared that daddy will get mad when he admits that he's scared of the world and he only really cares about is himself. How does he look now, Draco? Are you scared of poor little me. I never did need you, Draco. It was you who needed me. Now there will be no you."

Before the knife could slash down, the bubble burst and Hermione and Draco were both standing before the class and looking around confused. Draco was still pale and chalk white; he knew what had happened. Hermione, on the other hand was frowning and looked totally perplexed.

"Was that real?" A girl from the class asked.

"As real as life," Professor Snape replied.

Hermione touched Draco's arm and he jumped back.

"Are you alright? You look pallid."

Snape dismissed the class and Hermione was still extremely concerned for Draco. Her heart was almost aching for him and he sulkily walked away and held his head low. Hermione tried to walk to him but he was scared that what happened in the horrible bubble was real, was true. For the rest of the classes, weather Hermione was in it or not, Draco kept his voice to himself, his mind working overpower, trying to understand what had happened.

By supper time, Hermione was wondering around like a lost pup. She wasn't hungry even though she knew that the four month old child was probably starving. She walked the corridors, somber and heartbroken. Catching a shadow in the dark, she silently crept behind it. Her sense of security and knowledge replaced by nothing but a cold aching loneliness that chilled her to the bone.

The silhouette moved across the small landing and swiftly went by. The body turned and Hermione caught the face. It was pale, shallow and crumbled with melancholy.

His cold lifeless eyes met hers and he stopped, his face turning almost bleak with grief.

Hermione stepped closer but Draco made no move closer to her.

"Draco?" Hermione questioned.

"What?" he whispered back, his voice low and dangerously sharp.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Draco closed his eyes and took in a deep cleansing breath. He knew that Hermione did not say those things to him but he was hurt anyways. Was the baby really his? Was he self-absorbed more than he should be?

"Draco?" Hermione's soft voice broke his thoughts. Looking Hermione deep in the eyes, he asked the question," Hermione, is the child mine?"

Hermione's intake of breath and sudden tremble of her lips, send Draco to her. Tears came to her eyes and her nose turned pink.

"Why would you ask that? Do you not want me?" A fat tear spilled down her cheek and that was all Draco could bare. He took her into her arms and cradled her face with his shoulder, letting her cry her worries away.

"Hermione, of course I still want you. It's just with the bubble, you said that-"

"What bubble?" Hermione asked, looking up at him.

"Never mind. Come here and give me a hug." Without another word, Hermione leaning into his strong hard body and closed her eyes. She smelled his masculine musk and sighed deeply.

"Hermione, I love you. I want us to be honest with each other and not to hold anything back. Can you do that, Hermione?"

She nodded against his neck and kissed his beating pulse.

"Okay. Let's go get you some food and then we can go upstairs and talk. And that's exactly what they did. They talked about their fears, hops and dreams, they made plans of their future.

Everything was great until that one moment when the tiniest thing went wrong.

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The project was due today and Draco had left it up in his room. This was most of his mark and of course, he had forgot it.

That same day, Hermione went up to her room and tossed her clothes on the dbed, and headed straight for the shower. She stepped in and realized that she had forgot her shampoo and soap. She got back out and then went back into the shower. But even though she had just put the shampoo in her hair, the water turned off. She had to wait with drying shampoo in her hair. How annoying was that?

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"Hermione, you're four and a half months pregnant! You cannot go for a run!"

"But my legs and back hurt! I need to stretch! You've been keeping me from the world and I need out!" Hermione complained and kept on tying her shoelace.

"Hermione, you can't even touch your toes, your stomach is getting big! Your feet are swollen and can barely fit in the shoes! Can't you just stretch on the floor!"

"No, Draco, I need some exercise, I'm getting fat!"

"That's because you're pregnant, Hermione! Do you want to kill this child? Can't you find another way to stretched and get exercise?"

Hermione looked up at him, a small smile on her lips. "Like what?" her smile was meant to be seductive but Draco was too apprehensive to even notice.

"How about we can go to the library and read a good book together?"

"Draco, you're missing the point again!"

"The point is to stop you for going out for a run and find something to entertain you."

"Then come here, Draco."

"Why?"

Hermione rolled her eyed at Draco being totally unobvious.

"Draco, come here," she repeated.

Draco obeyed and walked closer.

"Closer." Conformed again, Draco stepped up to her.

Hermione placed her hands on either side of Draco's face and kissed him solemnly. "Stop talking, Draco."

Draco did as he was told and let Hermione lead him to the bed.

"Hermione, we can't do this," Draco gasped between Hermione's frantic kisses. "The baby-"

"It's fine, Draco. Don't worry about the baby." Hermione's lips replaced Draco's again.

Pulling away again, Draco peered down at her. "Hermione, I can see you're stomach bubbling. You're pregnant and I do not want to hurt the child!"

Sighing, Hermione left it alone. "Fine. Let's just stay away from each other and-"

"Hey, wait!" Draco interrupted. "I said nothing about staying away from each other. I just knew your intentions and, Hermione, you know I can hardly resist you, but common! I just don't wanna hurt our child."

Hermione nodded. "We wont hurt it, but fine. No sex, I got it. I'll just stay a nun for the next five months."

Draco smirked and advanced towards her. "Not quite, my dear."

Hermione giggled and let Draco come towards her. Her giggles become moans and gasps. Who knew that no sex for five months would be so bad?

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Hermione lay in bed, her body hot by the warm May breeze and from the long shirt she had on.

"Hermione?" the door squeezed open and Draco stepped in. The bed dipped behind her and Draco's cool breath brushed alone her neck like a lovers caress. "You awake, baby?"

"Mmm hmm. It's so hot in here, though."

The mattress moved again, and Hermione rolled over, watched Draco walk to her dresser and grab a tank top form her third drawer.

"Sit up," he commanded as he strode back to the bed. Hermione did as she was told and let Draco strip off her shirt and replace it with the skimpy black thing.

Draco took his own shirt off and well as his pants then slid into the bed beside Hermione.

Turning into his arms, Hermione laid her head down on his chest and closed her eyes, breathing in the strong scent of cologne, man and Draco.

"Draco, do you realize that-" she stopped suddenly and froze and Draco felt her body clench up tight. A second later she moan and let out a harsh, "oh my, god!"

Draco rolled her over and stared franticly down at her. "What? What is it, what's wrong?"

Hermione clenched her stomach. "I down know."

Draco's hand snapped straight down to her stomach and felt a sharp and swift jump.

"Did the baby kick?"

Hermione stared wide-eyes up at him. "It can't yet. It shouldn't for another month at least."

A small smile spread against Draco's face. "I think that was the baby kicking, Hermione."

"You think?"

Draco nodded. "I know." His cupped hand against Hermione's stomach stopped moving, stopped searching for another kick that wouldn't come.

Jubilantly but still terrified, Hermione smiled up at Draco. "I love you so much."

"The feeling's mutual, my dear."

Draco placed his lips carefully over Hermione's and felt the jolt of electricity spring into his bloodstream.

"Go to sleep, my love. Sleep peacefully and I'll see you in the morning."

Hermione laid her head back down on Draco's chest and almost instantly fell into sleep.

But what Draco said was a lie, Hermione soon realized. Because when she awoke, Draco was nowhere in sight.

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Hey there. Sorry about the wait. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and please tell me what you thought. I know there's a lot of spelling mistake but please forgive me for that. Please submit a review and hope you wait for the next chapter!

Chebetta

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.Perplexed- confused.

.Pallid- pale.

.Melancholy- sadness, depression.

.Jubilant - joyful.