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Too Perfect

Chapter 6

Christmas with the Parents

Hermione opened the door of Draco's room and jumped on his bed, waking him up instantly.

"What's happening? What the hell is wrong?"

"Nothing, Draco, I was just getting you up."

"By jumping on me?"

She nodded and he said, "Very subtle way of waking me up. By the way, why are you waking me up? It's Saturday! No classes!"

"I know, I know. I sent an owl to Mum and Dad a few nights ago, asking if I could come for Christmas with my…well…my boyfriend."

"Okay…"

Hermione, relieved that Draco wasn't freaked out by her calling him her boyfriend, said, "They sent the owl back this morning saying that was fine and they would be happy to have both of us! We're leaving in a few days."

"That couldn't wait until a sane hour of the morning? It's 6!"

Hermione started to pout and Draco caved and said, "I'm sorry. Here, lie next to me. We'll get a few hours of sleep."

Hermione smiled and climbed into the bed with him and gave him a kiss before sliding between the warm green covers. Draco put his arm around her and she rested her head on his chest. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Harry woke up early, and was unable to go back to sleep. All he could think about was Hermione and her current…situation.

"I cannot believe Hermione's pregnant…and with Malfoy! Ron, I could understand…any Gryffindor boy, I might be able to understand…but Draco Malfoy?"

"You can't see her with anyone, you dunce! She's Hermione! You don't think about her having boyfriends!"

"Boyfriend? It's Malfoy! He's not her boyfriend!"

"They had sex and she's pregnant. I'd say they were going out."

"What could they possibly have in common?"

"You don't know Malfoy, so you wouldn't know what he likes to do."

"He's a rich, stuck up, blonde ferret! They have absolutely nothing in common. She's smart…"

"Draco Malfoy has never gotten a bad mark."

"Well, what would they talk about, huh? School? Wow, what a great subject!"

"Do you and Ginny have that much to talk about?"

"Ginny and me have loads to talk about! We talk about our friends, we talk about her family... we talk about everything! We have so much in common! She's one of 7 children…"

"You're just you. You're an only child, mate. Strike one!"

"She's really smart and I'm…"

"…just scraping by with Hermione's help! You're not as smart as Ginny! Strike two!"

"Well, Ginny's a Chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team!"

"You're the Seeker! Strike three! Face it mate! You've got nothing in common with Ginny."

"Wait, no! We both love Quidditch! See? We have stuff in common!"

"Not much…"

"Gosh…maybe I should break-up with Ginny…"

"No, you dolt! Opposites attract sometimes…"

"Well, Hermione and Malfoy are two totally different people!"

"Again. Opposites attract sometimes!"

"But not Hermione and Malfoy."

"You can't change what's happened. Give up!"

Harry realized he had just had a conversation with himself and even an argument, so he decided to get up and go find something else to do. Smacking himself in the forehead, he got up and started getting dressed.

Harry went down the stairs and saw Ginny on the couch, reading a book. He plopped down next to her and said, "Good, morning."

"What's so good about it?"

"I'm seeing you. That makes it all the more enjoyable."

Harry went to kiss her, but she stopped him and said, "Harry, that's sweet, but I need to finish this book and write an essay on it before noon today, so I'll see you in a little while, okay?"

"Okay." Harry mumbled. Ginny got up and went to her dormitory to finish reading. Harry sat back and thought to himself, "That was weird…it's Saturday…why does homework need to be done on Saturday morning? I'll find out later." He checked his watch and answered his stomach growling by going to see if breakfast was ready yet.

Ron woke up early, too, in his "Suspension Room." He felt stupid for hitting Harry. He was still raging mad at him for continuing to see his sister, but he didn't want to be in this damn Suspension Room. It was the stupidest punishment he had ever gotten and for the stupidest reason. He went to a desk in the corner and sat down. A plate appeared in front of him with breakfast on it. He ate it quickly and pulled out some of his homework and started working on it, trying to keep his mind off of his current situation.

Harry and Ginny met at lunch and Harry asked how her assignment went. She answered, "Fine."

"Ginny? Is something wrong?"

"No, Harry. I'm fine."

Harry shrugged it off and started eating lunch. Hermione joined them a few minutes later and piled her plate up with food. Harry and Ginny sent her odd looks and she said between bites, "What?"

Harry said, "Hermione…what are you doing with all that food? You can't possible be that hungry, can you? You ate a huge breakfast!"

"I'm eating for two now, Harry! I have to eat enough for me and then some more for the baby!"

Now, Ginny shrugged, thinking about how pregnancy must be dreadful. She couldn't imagine having to eat that much every meal. She hoped she didn't get pregnant any time soon.

After lunch, Harry and Ginny went to the Common Room and lounged out on an available couch. Hermione rushed off to the Head Tower. She went inside and plopped down on the couch, tired and full. Draco appeared at the top of the stairs leading to the bedrooms and smiled when he saw Hermione. He came down the stairs and sat down next to her, draping his arm around her shoulders. She smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She rested her head on his shoulder, and he put his head on top of hers. No words were spoken between them, they just sat in silence, enjoying the moment while they could.

Many hours later, they woke up, having fallen asleep. They kissed and went to dinner, still a word not spoken between them. They ate together, joining in the conversation, but not saying a word to each other. Nothing was wrong between them; they just didn't have a need for words. That night, as Hermione was falling asleep, she could only think about Draco, and how much she loved him. How his kissed warmed her whole body. How his touch made her shiver with excitement. How his eyes made her melt. How when he looked at her, she got tingly inside. She loved him, and for the first time since she got pregnant, she was happy about it.

The next few days were chaotic. Students were packing between classes, and homework was being done faster than ever, as to avoid homework over the Winter Break. Hermione grew more and more nervous as the days flew by. On the morning they left, her stomach was in knots. Draco comforted her the whole way, soothing her and talking to her. They talked about everything they could think of. Hermione suddenly asked, "Is your Mum expecting you for Christmas?"

"No, not really."

"Why not?"

"She never expects me."

"You go home for Christmas every year!"

"I leave school, but I do not go home. I go on vacation for a while. I started doing this in 3rd year. It was quite enjoyable, actually. I went to France in 3rd year, Italy in 4th, Germany in 5th, and I went to Switzerland last year. I was going to go to New Zealand this year."

"Oh no you're not! This year, you're staying in a home, eating home-cooked Muggle meals, and you're going to like it!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

They laughed and then the train came to a stop. Hermione looked out the window, and saw the familiar platform of 9 ¾ at King's Cross Station. She took a deep breath and said, "Well, here goes nothing!" They got up, collected their luggage, and got off the train. Draco started looking for Hermione's parents, but she stopped him saying, "They're Muggles, love. They can't come onto this platform, remember?" Draco nodded, embarrassed by his blunder. They stepped through the barrier that divides Platforms 9 & 10. Hermione immediately saw her parents, Emily and Henry Granger, and rushed forwards to greet them. She hugged her mother, and kissed her father and then came the introductions.

"Mum, Dad…this is my…my boyfriend…Draco Malfoy."

"Draco Malfoy? That name sounds familiar."

"Indeed it does, Emily. Hermione? Isn't that the name of the boy you hated last year?"

"Well, Mum and Dad…I had a change of heart. We were made the Heads, and so Draco kind of grew on me."

Her mother shrugged and her father put out his hand. Draco took it and said, "Glad to meet you, sir. I've heard so much about you."

"Really? Like what?"

"Well, that you're fantastic, loving, nice parents. I hear that you play…what is that name again? Oh right…golf! I hear you play golf quite superbly, and I hear Mrs. Granger is marvelous cook. You're both dentists, correct?"

"Yes we are. You brought a toothbrush, yes?"

Everyone laughed at the joke and Draco said, "Of course, Mr. Granger."

"Please, call me Henry."

"Alright then…Henry."

Mr. Granger smiled, liking the charm that this young man had. Is it just charm? Or is my baby girl out to get her heart broken? They left the station and got into the car. Hermione and her mother talked the whole way, as did Draco and Mr. Granger, or as he prefers to be called, Henry. Draco felt very much at ease with Hermione's parents, but the news they had to present them with made him uneasy, and fearful for his life. Mr. Granger had a strong handshake, and a glare behind his eyes that said, Mess with me or my family, including my daughter, and I will kill you. Draco gulped, fearing for the time when they had to tell them that Hermione was expecting his baby.

A/N-

Note #1- I absolutely adore having characters talk to themselves! The second person "speaking" is Harry's more sensible but somewhat argumentative side. I have two of these conversations in my other story, The Two. I love them!

Note #2- I have no idea if golf is in England, and I don't care. In my fantasy world, it is, and Mr. Granger plays it quite superbly! I also don't care if the Grangers names are Henry and Emily. I like those names and again, this is my fantasy, so what I saw goes.

Note #3- I'm going to do some advertising. Please read my other story, The Two! It's not doing so well, and I really want people to read it. It's a Hermione/Draco-Ron and Harry/Ginny-feelings for Hermione! I think its okay, but others don't seem to think so. If you like The Suite Life of Zack and Cody, read my other fic, College Years. That one's my most successful one!

Note #4- I'm sorry it's kind of short, and I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I've been super-busy with school and I'm trying to keep three stories going. It's hard work. Please forgive me.

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