Disclaimer: Nope Harry Potter still doesn't not belong to me.

Hermione finally gets to meet the, oh so scary Voldemort. (The over sized snake if you ask me). I hope to have a battle coming up soon and the ending still not near.

Thanks to Amanda Hall who betaed this chapter.

Hermione rolled over and looked at the dress her husband picked out to wear. The long gown held beauty natural power. The Chinese silk showed dragons and flower in its blood red coloring. The two slits came high and what looked like to her hips.

Hermione pushed her self from the bed and the first wave of nausea hit her. She ran to the bathroom and emptied her stomach.

Lucius walked into the bedroom dressed and ready for his call from Voldemort. He noticed the dress that he loved on the bed untouched. Worry filled the edges of his thawing heart. He worried about his young bride and the child she carried.

Hermione walked out of the large bathroom with a better face than she had before. Lucius looked at her with knowing eyes. "My son must not be agreeing with you." He gave a friendly smirk.

Hermione groaned.

"My son is growing fast." He placed his hands on her naked abdomen. "This is strange even for a witch. My son is growing from our powers that we hold."

Hermione held no shame as she stood in front of Lucius. She looked up into his eyes with respect and passion that she felt for him. She wanted him to watch their son grow into a man and marry. She wanted to have a family with him with love and not devoice as they…or just possibly him…wanted. She placed her hand on top of his and smiled. "I week of pregnancy and I all ready act like I am a month along. What in nine weeks will I have a son?"

Lucius ran his hand up her side and shook his head, "No. You shall carry full term he is just growing faster this week but he will even out in the long run."

Hermione looked at him and frowned, "We need a name for our son. We can't call him son all the time."

A loud clock chimed nine o'clock in the bad ground and Hermione's smile faded away. She turned to her dress and held it up. "Can you help me with the dress?" She unzipped the gown and slipped into the fine red silk.

Lucius said nothing as he ran his finger up her finally shaped back. He tugged on her hair tips with a playful tease as he kissed her shoulder. He loved the way she made him happy, she trusted him at all times and never played games when she wanted something, she had the heart of gold and smiled that tugged at his heart. He never wanted her to leave the manor…did he love her? On the other hand, did he just respect her? A Malfoy never loved a woman they just enjoyed them. "He will not take a chance in hurting his heir. Let him believe that you fear him and every thing shall go smooth. This child feeds off both of our powers not just yours." He whispered in her ear.

"You have already visited Mother Nature?" Hermione licked her lips.

He shook his head. "We are born with the power in side of us. She just gives us control when she feels we can handle the power fully." He zipped up the gown and turned her towards him. "Don't show fear towards the other Death Eaters. Severus and I will keep you safe and Voldemort wants this child kept safe. Braid your hair down your back in a straight braid." He kissed the top of her head and walked form the room.

Hermione just moaned and waved her wand to bring her hair into a braid that fell down her back. She looked at the make-up that sat by a large mirror and she just smirked and walked out side of the bedroom with her high-heeled shoes in her hands.

Hermione had no need for beauty products.

That was a short chapter and I hope to have another up soon.