They did everything wrong.
Hermione remained in Draco's fathers flat, paying rent for almost a year after she left Ron. It didn't stop them from being seen together, the press had a field day with it. Hermione, looking better then ever with of all people Draco Malfoy, when Ron, one of the saviors of the wizarding world was crushed by her callously leaving him.
They were found out almost immediately, Ron didn't sell the story, but instead it was all undone when Draco couldn't hold back from Hermione at a press event and pulled her into a corner, kissing and licking her neck.
The press loved them for that.
Hermione found out she was pregnant with their first child, six months before Draco had even thought of proposing.
He had chosen a date and everything, or really more of a time period. They had talked, a lot once Hermione found out. And Draco wasn't sure they should keep it, until for the first time, he saw his child. The blurry dot on the mammogram. And that in Draco's mind was amazing. This baby was his and his alone.
Didn't mean he and Hermione were going to rush into marriage or anything. Both of them agreed on that, Draco's lawyers were checking wizarding law to see what they needed to know based on various things. Did Draco have to marry the mother for the baby to be a legitimate heir, was there anything in any of the wills to exclude a child of a muggle born?
Their research ended up with only one answer, had to be a boy. Hermione refused to know in advance.
Draco on the other hand, as cool and collected as he could have been otherwise turned out to be a petulant child whenever his own children were in question.
"Hermione, I want to know!"
"Draco it will be a surprise!"
"Hermione, I don't like surprises…"
"Draco honey, get used to it."
"Hermione" he whined, drawing her name out long and child like.
"No"
He did how ever, manage to get her to move into Malfoy Mansion. Promising her an entire wing to herself should she need space.
Narcissia was not happy about the two, mainly because she wanted things in the proper order. And Draco and Hermione were rebelling against that as much as they could. Narcissia wanted at least the illusion of a white wedding and then no matter how long after that the baby.
Instead she had both her son and her son's child's mother protesting a rushed wedding, thrusting documents that showed it wouldn't harm the child at all.
She eventually let up when she held her granddaughter.
That was an issue all of its own. Draco wanted to name the baby something traditional, like Druissila, Hermione hated to point out that all the traditional names of the Malfoy family had somewhat dark connotations. A prime example was that the last woman of the Malfoy family to be named Drussila had been turned into a vampire and then gone on several killing sprees before being brought down by a slayer.
Far too depressing for a girl with bright blue eyes and blonde hair.
Which Hermione wondered at. The pale, pale colour of her daughters hair. She'd known her grandmother was blonde, but it hadn't really sunk in that she carried the double recessive blonde gene until that moment.
The name Elizabeth Narcissia Malfoy was eventually decided, after another long argument about the appropriateness of hyphenating a name. The lawyers had settled that one, saying that only Malfoy's could inherit. A Malfoy-Granger would have been unable to come into the money.
Two years after Elizabeth came into their lives Draco finally proposed.
Of course the wedding had to be planned and a date had to be picked. By then Hermione was six months pregnant with their second child.
Narcissia nearly cried when she heard.
So, six years after they started publicly seeing each other, seven after their affair started, and a year after the first wedding date. Hermione and Draco finally did what they were supposed to all along.
They argued about if they should invite Ron.
Over the Klandesky files. Which Hermione finally gave Draco.
Author's notes: ITS DONE BWHAHAHAHAH
Okay, so this was less snappy dialogue and more just explinations. But still, I liked it.