I'm so sorry everyone! I know I didn't update at all yesterday, but I have a very good reason. Cheerleading practice. It was long and hard, and we did so much stuff. We had to go over cheers, chants, stunts (I'm a base), jumps, and tumbling. We also had to run a million laps. Anyone else who's a cheerleader can understand my pain. We have camp in a couple of weeks, so I wanted to let you know that for those couple of days I won't be updating at all. Sorry! When I get back though, I'll maybe do two chapters a day.

Now onward…

Chapter Seventeen: Aww, Damn Draco!

Today was the day I was to start planning my wedding.

After I had gotten Dray and myself together, we apparated to my parents house.

They had met Dray, and Draco for the first time last week. At first it was kind of quiet, with my parents fussing over Dray, and Draco and I staring at each other. I knew they were kind of upset over my situation with Ron, because they had those kind of strict values.

Eventually though, they finally opened up to Draco enough, and asked him about his work. When he got to the part about his financial statement my parents were impressed. My parents were pretty well off, and they liked people that could do hard work, and earn a good living from it. They also said they liked that he was down to earth and level headed (that's what they told me at least when we talked later).

By the end of the night, Draco and my father had went into my father's den, and my dad was teaching Draco the fundamentals of football. They were definitily hitting it off.

Now I was taking Dray over to my mum's house, because she wanted to take him to the country club to meet the 'girls'. That was okay with me though, because I knew Dray would get bored if he came with me to Cissa's.

At the Manor

"Now, Hermione dear, for the engagement party, do you want white seats or, white and silver."

I looked up from where Jacques, my french wedding planner, was holding out a book from the florists with different flower arrangements, and looked at Cissa. This wedding planning was really tiring. I had just started today, and I was already ready to quit.

I choose the white seats with silver trim, and then more and more choices about different things were put in my face.

When we were finally done for the day I was so tired. I thanked Cissa for helping me today, and then I apparated back to the pent house. I really hoped Draco wouldn't do or say something stupid tonight to make me angry. I just wanted tonight to be about him and I. We could cuddle up together, with no problems, and share some of the last moments of loving we would share before we had two kids.

Of course Draco had to go and mess it up

Draco's POV

I knew I had to do something to get on Hermione's good side. I hadn't gotten any for three days, and I was going to get something tonight!

I decided that maybe some maternity clothes for Hermione would make her happy. She loved it when I did sentimentalthings like that.

Considering I knew nothing about clothes I decided to get some female help.

Half an Hour Later

I told my secretary that I wouldn't be back that day, and I left to meet my 'help'.

I arrived at Madam Meek's Shop for Expecting Witches, and mini Weasley was already there.

"Hello, Weasley. Thanks for coming."

She held out her hand, and I slowly shook it.

"If Hermione hasn't told you, it's now Mrs. Potter."

Wow, now my fiancé was friends with the boy-who-would not-die, and his wife.

"Well, that's great Weasley, I mean Potter."

"Actually Draco, you can call me Ginny, considering that you are about to marry my best friend."

I looked around nervously.

"Yeah, sure whatever."

She walked over to the first rack of clothes and began look through them.

I didn't know what to with myself, so I sat down in some chairs and looked at my watch.

"Draco, what do you think about these for Hermione?"

She was holding up a skirt (I think) and a shirt that was covered with bees, and read,

"I'm a Mummy to Bee, and I can't Bee-lieve it!"

"It's okay."

Weasle-Potter, held up about two more things, and asked my opinion about them, but then stopped when she kept getting one word answers from me.

Finally when she was doneI gave hermy Gringott's bank card, and shepaid for the stuff.

We had bags and bags of clothes, and I knew that Hermione would be delighted with me. Ginny even stopped at this store that had a bunch of girly things in it, and came out with a hat that said, "Mrs. Malfoy."

(A/N think Claire's)

I knew I would definitely be getting something.

Oh, and something is what I got.

Hermione's POV

I was cooking something for dinner, when Draco came in, and much to my surprise was with Ginny.

He came over to me, and we kissed passionately. He wroked my his hands up my shirt, and I ran my fingers threw his hair. He was kissing my neck when,

"Ah, hem."

Oh, yeah Ginny was there.

I let go of Draco, and we straightened ourselves.

"So, sorry, Ginny. What are you doing here anyways?"

Draco's POV

I told Hermione that I had something for her, and then I handed her one of the bags.

I helped her sit down, and then she pulled a dress out.

"Draco, this isn't my size."

"Well, it's-"

"Draco, these are maternity clothes."

"I know, I got them because-"

"Draco, are you trying to tell me something? Like maybe I'm getting a litle to plump for my old clothes?"

"No, I just thought-"

"No, Draco, you didn't think at all! For the past couple of days, you haven't been thinking at all. Sometimes I wonder how you, made a dime"

She then got up, and pointed to the door.

"And really, I don't what to look at you. Get out."

This was not going the way it was suppose to.

"Were, am I suppose to go?"

"I don't know the Manor maybe."

"Hermione, I'm not going to the manor, my parents aren't even home."

"Well, Draco, you don't have to go home, but you got to get the hell outta here!"

Then she went into our bedroom, and slammed the door.

I looked at Ginny, with my mouth open.

"Draco, you can go to my house, Harry's there. You can get there by floo, all you have to say is Harry Potter's. I'll stay here with Mione."

She went into my bedroom, and left me there with my mouth open.

I guess I had no choice, I really didn't want to go to my parents, Blaise was out of town, and if I stayed in one of my hotels, there would be talk. I guess, I had to go to Scarhead's.

I hoped that everyone liked this chapter! It wasn't very long, but I thought it had some good stuff in it. Thank You to all of my reviewers! It means so much to me, and I really am grateful. Please review, and tell me if you liked it. Also, I should be announcing the baby's name in the next chapter, or the one after it. Or maybe I'll wait till the baby's born. What do you think? Butterflly

P.S. The name of the song in chapter 13 was called (I'Ve Had) The Time Of My Life, by Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes. It's from Dirty Dancing, the original movie soundtrack.