This Chapter Is SO OOC Character for two of the people in i! I just wanted to warn everybody!

Chapter Eighteen: Drinks

Hermione's POV

"Hermione, he was just trying to do something nice for you."

I was making tea for Ginny and I, and listening to her reasoning for Draco.

"Yes, I know Ginny, but, I don't know it's just the way that Draco does things, he makes everything seem so condescending."

Ginny sipped at her peppermint tea.

"Well, I guess I could see how that is."

I just stared blankly into the air, stirring my tea bag. Then I started to laugh.

"Well, I wonder how he'll get on with Harry?"

Draco's POV

I'm sorry to say, but with this pregnancy, Hermione had lost her damn mind!

Shoot! Whose the man in this relationship?

"I'm the man!"

I came through the fireplace, and Potter was sitting at the table in front of me.

I must have said that last bit out loud, because Potter was smiling.

"Yeah, I know how you feel."

I had already pulled out my wand, and was holding it under my robe. I wasn't expecting Harry to just watch me come through, without trying to attack me.

"Potter, hello! I just came through your fireplace!"

Potter took a drink from something he had in a can, and sighed, "Yepp, pull up a seat."

I was still being a little cautious. This was my worst enemy, and I really didn't like him.

Slowly I slid into the seat across from Potter, and looked at him with one eyebrow up.

He slid a can of that drink over to me.

We he saw that I wasn't about to drink it without knowing what the hell it was, he said,

"It's the muggle version of beer. Try it, it's just as good as the wizard kind, except this one isn't as strong in its effect on your actions."

So that's why Potter's so calm.

I was still eyeing Harry, but I opened the can and took a sip.

Instead of being blown up into a million little pieces like I thought I would be, I was still there, and the drink was okay. Actually it was pretty good.

"So, Potter why are you just sitting here with me in your kitchen, and not really caring?"

I sat back a bit.

"Few minutes ago, got a call from Ginny. Says she won't be home, but you will. Would have argued, but actually she's-"

Harry coughed a bit, but I heard what he said. Then he continued.

"So, I really didn't want to have the same situation that you have with Hermione, so I didn't have a choice. Plus she made me promise that you would come back in one piece. You lucky that she restricted me, cause otherwise, you would be dead."

"And, you Potter have to do everything your wife tells you? Pathetic."

Potter did a laugh that sounded like he didn't believe I said that.

"Oh, really? Malfoy."

"Yes Really. Shit, I'm the man in my relationship! I do what I want when I want. She ain't running shit! I run that house! Shit! She better recognize!"

As I was saying this, I was thinking two things:

1. I can't believe I'm sitting here with Potter talking with him like he's one of my boys, and

2. I know good, and well that if Hermione was here, I wouldn't be saying none anything. None of this man of the house bull would leave my thoughts.

I really liked this chapter! I know it is way OOC for Harry and Draco, but I like them better as friends. Plus Harry's Drunk, and Draco's just tired. I hoped this satisfied some of your needs for things to happen. I worked on this chapter for awhile so I hope it turned out well, R and R! Butterflly