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Chapter 46

Silver Liquid and Meeting the Muggles

Three weeks after the episode in the bedroom with the handcuffs, Draco woke to find that Hermione was not in the bed next to him. He looked around his dimly lit room and found that the light under the bathroom door was on. He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom door. He knocked softly and it elicited a 'who's there' from the other side.

"Who do you think it is?" Draco asked as if she was stupid.

"I'll be out in a minute, I just...give me a minute," she said softly.

"Are you sick?" he asked, walking into the bathroom.

She was sitting on the floor across from the bathtub, holding her stomach. She looked up at him and he could see the tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked, walking over to her and running a hand through her hair.

She pointed to the edge of the bath where the there was a cup. "Silver means positive...gold's negative," Hermione said, tears running down her cheeks.

Draco got up and looked into the cup. "Silver," he said. "Positive for what?" he asked.

"I'm...again," she took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant again," she said through her sobs.

"You're...? Mine this time?" Draco asked excitedly.

"Whose else's would it be?" Hermione asked, shaking her head at his stupidity.

"But, why are you crying, isn't this a good thing?" he asked, kneeling down again and kissing her..

"What if the same thing happens...what if we get excited about this one and then I go into labor early again? I don't want that to happen, Draco," Hermione cried.

"Oh," Draco said, hugging her softly and kissing her forehead. "It's close to impossible that that will happen again, Mina, it was something wrong with the baby, not something wrong with you," he said, trying to comfort her.

"But I can't stand to go through that again," she cried, her face glistening with tears.

"I'll be here for you no matter what," Draco said.

"I love you, I hope I can give you this child," Hermione said.

"I love you, too, Hermione. Now, some sleep?" he said, pulling his fiance up from the bathroom floor and pulling her back into the room.

He lay down in bed and held her close to him. He had a grin slapped across his face. It was his!

The next day a letter came for Hermione from a post owl. She opened it and immediately swooned. She sat down heavily on the bed and stared across the room without really seeing anything. She thought about the letter for a long while.

Draco walked into his room to find Hermione looking blanched and confused. He waved a hand in front of her face but she didn't respond. He shook her shoulders a little to try and snap her out of her daze but that didn't work either. Finally he kissed her and she looked at him.

"What?" she asked angrily as if she had just been woken up from sleeping.

"You were completely dazed off, what happened?" he asked.

"This," she murmured as she handed him the letter that had just come for her.

Draco's eyes roamed over the neat writing and the same expression that was just on Hermione's face crossed his features. "When did this come?" he asked.

"Just now," she said softly. "I was just sitting here finishing my T-fig homework from Aunt Bella and the owl flew in," she said.

"Do they want you to come home?" he asked.

"I was supposed to come home Christmas time so they are probably worried about me, I should at least visit them and tell them what happened," she said, wordlessly pleading Draco for the permission to do so.

"Alright, I'll talk to my dad and see if we can spare a day and I'll take you," he said.

Hermoine jumped up on him and kissed him. "Thank you," she muttered.

"You're welcome," he said breathlessly.

"Then you can meet them and I can tell them that we're getting married and you can meet my father. My mum will absolutely adore you, I mean, she has always been trying to get me to hook up with Ron or Harry, but I'm sure she'll see you the way that I do," she said happily.

Draco smiled but inwardly he screamed. He hadn't thought about meeting Hermione's parents.

What if they didn't like him?

"Hermione!"

Draco and Hermione had just apparated to her house and Hermione's father opened the door. He looked lovingly at his daughter and she smiled and hugged him. "Oh, Daddy, I've missed you so much," she said.

"We missed you too, that's why we sent the letter. We hoped that nothing happened to you," he said.

"No, I'm fine dad, is mum home?"

"Yeah, she's in the kitchen. Jack, Sam and Mary are here," he said.

"They are?" she asked excitedly.

"They're in the kitchen with your mother, I think she's forcing them to eat fruitcake," he said.

Hermione laughed. Then her father turned to the boy that had followed her in the house. "And who's this?" he asked stoically.

Hermione was about to answer when she heard her name shouted by four people. She ran up to her mother to give her a hug. "Mum, I missed you too," she said.

"It's been a long time. Why didn't you come home for Christmas when you said you were?"

"Oh, well, a lot of stuff happened," she said shyly.

"Don't think your getting away without hugging me," Mary complained.

"Mary," Hermione said, giving her a hug as well.

She tried to hug Sam and Jack but they were also staring at the blonde that had followed her in. Hermione thought that they thought of him as competition for her friendship. She really had two sets of friends, one from each world. Sam was like Ron, loudmouthed and opinianted. Jack was a little like Harry, but more shy and reserved. Mary was a little less loudmouthed Ginny.

"Who's this?" Jack asked.

"Mum, Dad, Jack, Sam, Mary, this is Draco Malfoy, he's my--"

"Boyfriend," Draco said, stopping her from saying fiance for the time being until he got to know her family a bit better. A 'boyfriend' wasn't threatening because they knew that there was a chance that he might go away, but you go out and say fiance and they won't give you half a chance because they know that they can't get rid of you.

"Hello," Hermione's mum said. "I've been trying to get Hermione to hook up with someone for a long time now," she muttered.

Hermione's dad looked him thouroughly up and down. "So you think your good enough for my daughter?" he said in a disgusted voice.

"To tell you the truth, no," Draco said. "But I try my best to make her happy."

"Welcome," Mr. Granger said, holding out his hand to the young man. Draco hesitated briefly before taking his hand. He still hadn't quite gotten over the being nice to muggles thing, but Hermione would kick his ass if he turned down shaking hands with her father. He smiled nicely at the rest of the muggles as well and shook their hands. Then he wiped his hands on his robes while nobody was looking.

"So where do you live, Draco is it?" Jack asked. Draco looked at his black hair and blue eyes and deemed that he looked a lot like Potter. He still wasn't sure what these people were in relation to Hermione, so he answered him politely.

"Malfoy Manor, it's a bit away," he said.

"A Lord?" Mary asked.

"My father," Draco answered.

"Oh, Hermione, you've snagged a rich one," Mary said, trying to keep it a whisper but instead said it loud enough for everyone to hear.

Draco hid a smile very badly at the childishness of Mary, Hermione blushed.

"Mary," Hermione scolded.

"So what do you plan to do now that you're out of school?" Mrs. Granger asked.

"I'm thinking of going into po--chemistry, or care if ma--creatures," Draco said, hoping that they didn't hear the slip-ups.

"We know all about it, Draco, you can say what you really mean," Sam said quietly from the corner, his arms crossed and his dark brown hair falling over his eyes, making him look very sinister.

"Know about what?" he asked, not sure if he was talking about the same thing that he himself was.

"That Hermione's a witch and you're no doubt a warlock," Sam said nonchlantly.

"Wizard, actually," he corrected. "And in that case, I want to go into either Potions or Care of Magical Creatures," he said.

"Are those good professions in the magical world?" Mr. Granger asked.

"Dad, can we please stop questioning him, I came to talk to you about--"

"Hey, weren't you pregnant?" Mary exclaimed loudly.

Hermione let out a slow breath. "That's what I wanted to talk about," Hermione said angrily.

"Oh, sorry Hermione," Mary said.

"Mum, Dad, in the kitchen," Hermione said. "Why don't you three show Draco around," Hermione said.

"Sure thing," Mary said happily.

Hermione and her parents walked away leaving Draco with the muggles, he backed away from them slowly. Sam was looking as though he was about to murder him, Jack looked indifferent, and Mary looked like she was going to jump him.

"So when did you start dating?" Jack asked, looking out the window towards the street.

"October," Draco answered.

"So you got her pregnant before you started dating her?" Sam asked angrily.

"What?" Draco asked, completely confused as to why they would lay this on his shoulders.

"Sam, Ron raped her, not Draco," Mary complained.

"Yeah, that's what she says," he said offhandedly.

"Sorry about him, he's a bit moody," Mary said to Draco.

"So how do you all know Hermione?" Draco asked.

"Friends from school, before she went off to her boarding school and us to ours," Mary said.

"I see," Draco said.

"And what besides money do you have to offer Hermione?" Sam asked.

"I love her," Draco said, annoyed by Sam and his questions.

"So what are you going to do now that you're out of school?" Jack asked.

"She's been staying at the Manor for the last five and a half months so I would think that she would stay there with me," he said.

"So you're stealing her away from us?" Sam asked.

"You can come visit and she can too," he said, angry at this one of Hermione's friends.

"So are you going to marry her?" Mary asked.

"Look at her left hand," Draco said, leaning back against the wall and beginning a staring contest with Sam.

"So what happened to the baby?" Jack asked, always the rational one.

"She went into labor early...she lost it," Draco said, remembering what she had to go through.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Sam asked.

"You would think so, but she was really torn up about it, she stayed in bed for almost two weeks after it happened just crying," Draco said.

"Poor Hermione," Mary said sadly. "I'll be right back," she said, then she went into the kitchen to talk to them.

"So you have money to support her, right?" Sam asked again.

"Yes, more than enough," Draco said.

Sam slouched back against the wall. Draco thought it rather small of an entryway as his towered over thirty feet tall and this wasn't more that two feet over his head.

"So what's it like being a wizard?" Jack asked.

"Want to see?" Draco asked, pulling his ebony wand from his pocket. Jack nodded, but Sam tried to stay aloof. "Accio glasses," Draco said and Sam's glasses flew off his head and into Draco's hand.

"Isn't it hard to remember all of those spells though?" Jack asked. Sam just seethed as Draco levitated them back to him.

"Sometimes, but you learn them so much and use them so often that you don't usually," Draco said, glad to have a real conversation.

"And Hermione's a really good witch?" Sam asked.

"She's better than me, best in our class and my father thinks that she is close to the best in the world right now, so yeah, she's a really good witch," Draco said.

"She's better than you?" Sam asked.

"Much better, she even knows a lot of wandless magic now that my Uncle Rudolphus has been teaching us, she's doing a lot better with it than me," he said.

"A man who admits his faults," Jack said with a smile.

"So if she is so good at magic then how did what-ever-his-name-was rape her?" Sam asked angrily.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know," he said. "She never gave me details on how exactly that happened."

"Is it because she doesn't trust you?" Sam asked.

"No, it's because it's a painful subject for her that she doesn't like to bring up. So to make her feel better, I don't!"

"Do you really think that's the best thing to do?" Sam asked.

"Yes, when she wants to talk to me about it, she can. If she never wants to, I'm fine with that."

"You say you love her, but what have you done to show that love, you have never been there for her before this. I've heard of her talk about you, the annoying little rich boy who thinks that he's better than everyone else. What has changed so much in the last year that has completely changed her view on you?"

"I don't know, it was just like we finally realized what had always been there," Draco said, trying not to sound too sappy.

"And you've had sex with her?" Sam asked.

"I don't think that that is a question to be asking?" Draco said.

"So that's a yes," Sam said, looking off.

"Yes, that is a yes, what does it matter?"

"I matter, she was mine before all this whole 'she's a witch' thing started."

"When you were ten?" Draco asked.

"Yes, I was in love with her, she was mine. Then she had to go off to that godforsaken school and meet people like you!"

"So the reason for all this is jealously?"

"Yes, anyway, isn't she below you."

"No, I already said that she was better than me," Draco said.

"But because she was born from two non-magic people isn't she not pure enough for you?"

"No!"

"Then why would you say that before?" Sam asked.

"I didn't know what I was talking about, I was a kid. But even then I would have admitted--to myself at least--that she was a better wizard than me."

"So what makes you think you are less of a kid now?"

"I've grown up, I know that there is no difference of who was born of which parentage, I love her for who she is and that has nothing to do with the blood that is flowing through her veins," Draco finished.

He looked up to find that not only Sam and Jack were there, the other four had come back from the kitchen and heard most of the end of the conversation. They all had big grins plastered across their faces except for Sam who looked shot down.

"Draco," Hermione cried out, running to him and kissing him with everything she could muster.

Mary grabbed Hermione's left hand in hers and looked at the ruby ring on her finger. "So you are going to marry her."

"Yes," Draco said, looking at his fiance with the same grin on his face.

"What an excellent choice, Hermione," Mrs. Granger said happily.

"So when's the wedding?" Mary asked happily.

"Draco, wouldn't Mary and Velvet get along wonderfully?" Hermione asked.

Draco looked at Mary curiously. "Yeah, they would, really well I think."

"Who's Velvet?" Mary asked.

"My sister," Draco said.

"You have a sister?" Sam asked suddenly.

"Yeah," Draco said. "We should bring her here when we visit again," Draco said to Hermione.

"Sure, we can come back in a couple days or so," Hermione said.

"Oh, you have to stay for dinner dear," Mr. Granger said.

Hermione looked at Draco and he nodded. "All right."

All throughout dinner they talked of mundane things. Hermione's parents were impressed that Draco would have changed so much and admitted firmly that he was in love with their daughter. Draco was welcomed by all, even Sam now because he was curious about Draco's sister. If Draco was that goodlooking of a guy then his sister had to be pretty hot. No, not pretty hot, really hot.

"Well, we should get going now," Hermione said as they finished their dessert.

"Yeah, my father will wonder what we were doing for so long," Draco said.

"Well, come back and visit, whenever you want, really," Mrs. Granger said.

"We will, mum, and we'll tell you when the wedding is," Hermione said, then she hugged her mother.

"You better make her happy," Mr. Granger threatened.

"He does make me happy, daddy," Hermione said, giving her father a hug.

"I promise I will make her the happiest witch alive," Draco said, grabbing her hand as they disapparated.

A/N: I am really really sorry for the lack of smut that you all have been expecting since I wrote one scene twelve chapters ago, and I promise there will be more soon since a rather significant thing is taking place. Also, I will be poting chapter six of 'Hermione Granger and the Pureblood Prince' soon (probably Monday or Tuesday) and I promise that it has some smut!

Love and Lemons (figurative and literal)

Brittany