Disclaimer; I dont own Harry Potter.

A/N Hi all, well the next chapter after this one is the last, tear :( I havent decided if I am going to make this a trilogy yet, I am in the process of writing two stories so we will see. I hope you all like it. Happy Reading and dont forget to review.

The Third Month…

Two days after the party I was back at St. Mungo's for my check up. The medi-witch looked me over, gave me a clean bill of health and estimated my due date at November 15. She asked if we wanted to know the sex of the baby. I looked at Draco. I wanted to know the sex more than anything; he nodded, making me smile from ear to ear. I nodded to her, and she waved her wand. A small blue symbol appeared on my stomach, before disappearing.

"It's a boy." she said as I pulled my shirt back down.

Tears of joy fell from my eyes. Draco looked so proud that he could have burst.

"A son, I am going to have a son." he said, eyes misty,

"I hope he has your eyes." I told him as he leaned down to kiss me.

"And your smile." he laughed as I hopped off the table and made my next appointment for a check up.

"Are you up for some shopping?" he asked.

"When am I not?" I joked as we left St. Mungo's and ventured out into London.

We walked for a while until we came to a baby boutique. I wanted everything in the store. Everything was so cute, and small. I picked out 2 blue onesies, and some small booties. Draco picked out a huge crib. It was white washed oak, and turned into a toddler bed, and then a twin sized one later on. For the bed linens we picked out a celestial theme. Stars, moons, suns, all blue and yellow. He paid for everything and had it delivered to our house later that day. He wanted to go to Diagon alley and into the magical baby shops, so we set off for the Leaky Cauldron. We entered through the back alley. I was happy to be there. I hadn't been to Diagon alley for a while, and was curious to go through all the shops. We made our way to a baby shop halfway up the road. It was called "Magical Babies R Us". There I found a magic baby monitor that showed you not only your babies movement, but temperature, heart rate, breathing patterns, any illnesses and quick cures for them, if you baby is wet, hungry, tired or has a rash. Pretty much anything you could think of. We bought that along with a tiny broom. Draco just had to have it, thinking he would teach our son to fly before he could walk. I hated flying and didn't think I would want our son flying around at such a young age, but we would have that discussion later. Looking around the store further we found all kinds of ingenious products to make our life easier once the baby came. There were self-changing diapers, bought some of those in a hurry, blankets that adjusted to the baby's needs, getting warmer or cooler. There were books on mothering a wizard baby, which I thought would help since I was raised muggle. We also bought several baby toys and a cradle for our room. The cradle rocked itself all night long if you wanted, so if the baby was fussy you could just set it and let it rock the baby to sleep. We had all of our purchases sent to our house and spent the rest of the day in Diagon Alley, going in and out of shops talking to some of our old school mates and such. By the time we arrived home my ankles were swollen and I was dead on my feet. I sat on the couch while Draco fixed me some tea.

"Ahhhh…thank you dear." I said taking the tea and sipping it.

"You're welcome. Now, how about baby names? Have you given it any thought?" he said sitting next to me.

"Not really. I didn't think about it because we didn't know the sex of the baby."

"And now?"

"Well, give me your ideas."

"Draco Jr." he smiled.

"Uh, no. I want the baby to have his own name." I always hated when boys were named after their fathers. I thought it took away from their individuality.

"Ok," he said with a hint of bitterness. "How about, oh hell, I can't think of any." he said. "You tell me your ideas."

"Like I said I hadn't really thought about it until today. Maybe we can do some research into name meanings. I want his name to be special to both of us and have a special meaning."

"Agreed love." he said leaning in to kiss me. We spent the night lying together in the quiet peacefulness of our room, his head to my stomach. We agreed not to tell anyone the sex of the baby, or any names we might pick until after he was born.

The next month passed quickly. I had an appointment in the middle of June for another check up. The medi-witch said we would be able to hear the baby's heart beat at the next exam. Draco came home from work so we could apparate there together. When we got there, we waited nervously in the lobby until the short witch called my name. She gave me a gown of sorts to wear, and pointed her wand at my belly.

"Sonorous" she said and suddenly the room was magnified with a steady beating heart. I was an emotional wreck.

"That's him Draco, that's our son." I had tears in my eyes again, hormones.

"I know it's the most beautiful sound in the world." he said relishing it. The witch pointed her wand again and the sound disappeared.

"If you know that charm you can hear your baby's heartbeat at anytime." she said proudly. "The medi-witch will be right in for your exam." I was excited now more than ever this whole thing seemed real. Draco was gripping my hand tightly. The medi-witch came in and looked me over; my belly was just starting to poke out noticeably. When she finished her exam she said;

"Everything looks great, see you back here next month."

Those words made my day. I was fine, the baby was fine. All was right with the world.

The next few months flew by with visits from Harry and Ginny, my mum, Ron and Lavender who had ended up eloping since their wedding was postponed several times. I was so happy for him.

One day in late July my mum came by and told me that my dad had filed for divorce. I was upset but tried to keep it under control for the baby's sake. She also told me some other shocking news.

"Your dad told me that before we were married he was in love with another woman." she said quietly.

"Oh, is he going back to her, or what is going on? Does he even care that he is going to have a grandchild."

"I don't know Hermione; I told him about the baby he didn't even acknowledge the statement. And about the other woman, she is dead. But what he told me explains a lot."

"What do you mean mum?"

"He loved this woman, but she was betrothed to another. She broke it off with him and married her intended, and he married me, but he never forgot her. She told him that if she were not betrothed she would have married him even though he was not a wizard."

"What? The woman he was in love with was a witch?" I asked shocked.

"Yes, but not any witch, a pureblood. A very old family, the Blacks."

"The Blacks? Sirius' family? Who was it?" I questioned her.

"Narcissa Black" she stated.

"Narcissa? That is Draco's mother! Oh my gods! Are you saying my dad was in love with Draco's mum?"

"Yes, and he said that is why he couldn't accept Draco as your husband. He hated Lucius Malfoy for taking the woman he loved first and most. He said he loved me as much as he could, but he would always love her most." her eyes were shining with tears and I felt as bad as I had felt in a long time.

"I'm so sorry mum, is there anything I can do?" I said soothingly.

"No, I just thought you should know why he hates Draco, he is the spitting image of his father in your dad's eyes." she stood up to leave.

"Do you think I should tell Draco about this?" I asked as I walked her out to the car.

"I think he has the right to know why your father treated him and you the way he did." she said opening her car door and then driving away.

I walked into the house and found my husband. He was sitting in front of the fire in our bedroom reading a book.

"Hello love how is your mum doing?" he said looking up from his book with those gorgeous silver eyes.

"Alright I guess. My dad filed for divorce." I said flopping on the couch next to him.

"I'm sorry, how is your mum taking it?"

"Not well, but I finally found out why my dad didn't want me to marry you."

"Really, do I really want to know?" he asked.

"I was pretty shocked myself. Turns out that my dad and your mum were in love, but she was forced to marry your dad. That's why he hated your dad, and to him you were the spitting image of him. That's why he hated you too. It has nothing to do with teasing me as a child. It was because your dad stole his only love. "

"No way…really?" he asked just as shocked as I was.

"That's what he told my mum." I said stroking his hair.

"No wonder Lucius hated your family. That time in our second year when we saw you with them in Flourish and Blotts he glared at your dad and your dad glared back at him. I thought it was because they were muggles and you know how Lucius hated muggles. Wow, my mum in love with your dad. I don't know what to say about that."

"Well I do." I said. "I am glad they didn't get together, if they had neither you or I would exist." I laughed. "I'm sorry my mum is hurting though. She loved my dad with all her heart. I thought they had a perfect marriage. I guess when you grow up you forget that your parents were young once and make mistakes too."

"Yeah, true." he said laying his head on my growing belly. "Just think in a few months we will be parents and one day our son will know all of our shortcomings and mistakes."

I laughed and we fell asleep in front of the fire in each other's arms.