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Chapter 12: Realization, hit me!

Harry's POV

I am out of town with Ron on a mission. We are currently trying to settle in a very shabby flat. Since that day in the café he became somewhat quiet around me. Could he still have a thing for 'Mione? But how could he? He already has Luna right? And he loves her dearly!

"Hey, Ron, Can I ask you something?" I asked him and hoped he would not give an excuse.

"I don't know. What's it about?"

'What is happening with this guy?'

"Are you still in love with Luna?"

'That wasn't so bad. And he didn't turn all crimson in anger too.'

"Yeah, of course I do," he retorted, before attacking a pack of Muggle chips Hermione gave us before we left.

"Well, have you proposed to her yet?"

"I havwen't, she wantsh me to shave money firsht." He said with his mouth full of chips.

'I think the old Ron is coming back.'

Ron went for a shower while I opened my trunk not knowing exactly what I was looking for. Then I saw it, a pocket watch and a book entitled The Rarely used Self Defense Spells and their Power, the gifts Ginny and Hermione gave me for Christmas.

As I touch the pocket watch my heart skipped a bit. It has something engraved on it but I can't quite figure it out. I smiled at the book from Hermione. She seriously is nerved by my travels.

I pictured Hermione in a wedding gown every now and then since my proposal to her but somehow it's become blurry and Ginny keeps appearing instead. Can it be true that I am falling in love with Ginny all over again? I can't!

'What do you mean you can't? Of course you can.'

No!

'Weren't you getting married to 'Mione so you could forget about Ginny in the first place?'

Of course not!

'Okay, seems like you need some flashback.'

-Flashback-

"Hermione Jane Granger, will you marry me?" Okay, that went smooth, now for an answer. Hermione, don't think about feelings. You need me more than ever! And this is how I can repay you for everything you did for me. Just say yes and I will disregard any feelings I may feel for someone else. Just say yes. If you won't I'll make you.

-End of Flashback-

Oh no! I didn't just think of that!

'And you know better than I do that the person you are referring to as 'someone else' is Ginny.'

I shook my head as realization hit me. It's true! I love Ginny and was blinded by being a true friend and hero to realize that! But what could I do? Hermione needs me.

'Malfoy is very willing to be the father of the child you know.'

Yeah. To be a father which he really was but not to give the child a name.

"That's it. I will marry Hermione even if it's the last thing I do!" I said in a louder voice than I hoped. And unsurprisingly enough Ron heard me, bemused.

"No one is stopping you mate," he said gloomily.

"Ron, what's the matter? Every time I mention me marrying 'Mione you change moods. You become gloomy just like now and last month you were quiet. What's wrong?" I asked him very interested as to what his answer will be.

To my great surprise he looked really angry. He flashed me a death glare before he spoke.

"You don't really know anything do you?" And with that he stormed out of the room slamming the door shut behind him.

Hermione's POV

I'm looking at the window yet again, Feeling my seven month tummy. It is now so swollen that I'm having a hard time sitting down, lying on my back, walking around, and standing for a very long time.

"I think now is a good time to sit down, right baby?" I asked my swollen stomach and smiled. I walked very, very slowly to my bed and reached out for a box of Muggle junk food, doughnuts. I am not going to stop craving for a while. I even asked Draco to stay for a couple hours just to stare at his eyes! He seemed uncomfortable by it at first. But when Blaise handed him a book on Pregnancy in a light way he relaxed a little. He demanded me to look at some of the pictures but I told him no.

Being pregnant means being really emotional. And that's what I have been for the seven months, emotional. I can be offended or really happy about something in just a matter of seconds.

Knock. Knock.

"Do come in," I called out merrily as I munched on a strawberry flavored doughnut.

"Hello, Hermione," Ginny greeted me and gave me a peck on each cheek.

"Hi, want some doughnuts?" I offered.

"That's a muggle thing right?" I nodded, yes.

"Junk food actually," I corrected her.

"Don't tell me Malfoy went to Muggle London, entered a doughnut shop, bought at least, what two dozens of doughnuts? He exchanged some of his galleons into Muggle money and got away with knowledge of Muggle currency?" She asked in one intake of breath, very shocked. I nodded, yes.

"Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? The son of Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black Malfoy? The only heir to the Malfoy fortune? The same Malfoy, the pureblood?" She asked again and I also nodded, yes.

"One and the same," I told her still eating the doughnuts, the thing that this whole fuss was about. Her eyes widened.

"Hermione! You did wonders!" She exclaimed.

"I wonder what he looked like when he entered the doughnut shop?" She stared into the ceiling.

"Come on Gin, it's not a big deal," I told her finishing the last doughnut.

"Yes it is! Okay, enough about that. What will the wedding be like?" She finally asked, changing the topic.

"Well, Harry hired a wedding planner. She's organizing everything, seeing my predicament," I told her, standing up.

"Can we go to the kitchens? I want some blueberry cheese cake. Or better yet, let's go to Fortescue's. I want to grab a bubblegum mint ice cream with chocolate bits," I told her.

Ginny looked at me as though I were mental.

"Please Ginny. I'm hungry!" She knows better about pregnant women and their hormones so she gladly went with me to Diagon Alley to grab some ice cream.

Draco's POV

I'm in my office staring at a picture of a pregnant woman who's carrying my child.

I don't know why I did such a thing to her back in September but I sure am thankful. Now I imagine myself carrying a baby with blond curls and silver eyes.

I will do anything just to satisfy her cravings. Sit by her in silence so she can see my eyes. Get her berries in the middle of the night or go to a Muggle store to buy her junk foods. Sometimes I want to just get mad at her and tell her that I am no servant, that I am a Malfoy, but when I see her smile and her twinkling eyes as I come home with her cravings, all my angry is washed away.

I know I will regret this once she gets married and becomes Mrs. Harry Potter. I will miss all the stupidity of me trying to please a Muggleborn, her annoying stubbornness and her big brown eyes.

Her presence will be dreadfully missed so I decided to come to her wedding to see her one last time before she becomes Mrs. Harry Potter.

A/N: Hmm… I do hope you liked this one. I have to say, this story is nearing its end. I hope you can still bear with me. Thanks to you all and I love you! Now, I really want to hear your comments so please review! Thanks again!