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Chapter 2: Sleeping Beauty
Hermione's sleeping body was brought out of St. Mungo's and was transferred to Malfoy Manor. Draco brought his work at home so he could look after his wife and child. Ginny Potter baby sits Jayze and Draco was very thankful for that. He wanted to pay her but she refused saying: "This is the only thing I could do for Hermione."
Draco loved his child who is turning three month old in two days. Jayze is always by Hermione. He is being independent at a young age and Draco doesn't want that. He thinks his son will be like him, hating his own father. So, he always takes time to be with his son. He changes his diapers, make him feed in his mother's milk and plays with him every once in a while.
Hermione, on the other hand, is being tended to by St. Mungo's top Healers. She just lay there all day and night. Draco stays beside her every evening after Jayze has fallen asleep. He would sit beside her bed and stare at her. Just stare at her as if mesmerized by how peaceful she looked like but after some time he always kneel beside her and kiss her hand.
'Please wake up, darling. Our son misses you, Potter, Weasley and Ginny misses you, and all other Weasleys do. Hermione, love, I miss you. I don't know how to begin my day without your smile greeting me. Your eyes shining with happiness. I don't know what will happen to Jayze and me without you by our side. It's horrible, Hermione. Please Hermione, just open your eyes right now, please.'
Draco muttered in Hermione's hands. It was pale, not the same creamy look it had while she was awake. She doesn't eat. How can she? If all that she do is lay there with her eyes closed and her mouth firmly shut.
"I love you dear." And he kissed her goodnight.
Really, for Draco Malfoy, life is not the same without her wife.
Meanwhile Hermione is being summoned by Voldemort. She felt her hand sting again and the Dark Mark is clearer than ever before. She was sitting in front of her stacks of books for her assignments due a month away when she felt it.
She grabbed a cloak and ran to the common room, trying to think of how she could get to wherever Voldemort is.
"Shit! Deep shit. What am I doing! The Dark Lord will be furious!" She exclaimed to herself.
"Granger, do me a favor and stop cursing. I don't think my innocent mind can take all that swearing," Malfoy smirked behind the couch as Hermione kept swearing and stopped in mid-step when she heard his voice.
"Malfoy!" She shrieked holding a hand above her heart.
"You almost gave me a heart attack!" She said, her heart still pounding against her chest.
"So, you got a hang of calling the Dark Lord by his title, huh? Well, well, you're quite a friend of Potter's. Guess goody- good Granger is being practical now," Malfoy drawled getting up.
"For your information, Malfoy, I am very loyal friend and I will never turn my back to Harry if it's the last thing I do!" Hermione retorted pointing a finger at Draco.
"Get your finger away from me. Pointing is not very polite, you know, Granger. You'll get to You- Know- Who if he wants you there." He combed his hair with his pale, slender fingers while saying this.
Hearing this she let out a relieved sigh. She calmed down and started to march back to her room when something occurred to her.
"How did you know such a thing?" She asked stopping in front of her door and turned back to him.
"Granger I know that you and the rest of the school knows what my good for nothing father is." Draco sneered behind his book which he started reading again.
"Well, it's good to know that you yourself think that." Hermione raised her chin at him.
"I'm not dense as you are, Granger. You may be the brightest witch in this school but you really don't know anything. So don't act like you know everything 'cause you don't." This time, Draco closed his book and placed it beside him.
"Don't talk like you know me either, Malfoy! I may not be as smart as you think but I know fairly well the things that I should know!" She exclaimed in indignation not knowing that she is already face to face with Malfoy.
"Don't flatter yourself, Granger. You still are the goody- goody, buck-toothed, mudblood bookworm Gryffindor to me," He smirked. Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.
"I am not flattering myself, alright. I am just telling you that you don't know me!" She shouted in front of him. Draco inhaled the smell of her breath.
'Smells like mint'
Draco scrunched his face in disgust, not wanting to admit that a Mudblood like Granger can smell so clean.
"Granger, refrain from shouting in my face. Your breath is not at all nice to smell you know." He stepped back a bit to prove it.
"You… you… Ugh! The nerve of you!" She pointed a finger at him before turning on her heel, her then scandalous hair whipping in the air. She stomped her feet as she walk across the room and back to her room door.
"Stop right there, Granger." Draco ordered.
"And what gave you the idea that I will do as you ordered?" Hermione said with a raised eyebrow.
"You already did." He smirked.
"Ugh!" She whispered her password and waited for the familiar click.
"You will do as I say because you promised to, Granger. Or are Gryffindors not really up to their promise? I know your little dark secret Granger." He said nonchalantly.
Hermione abruptly turned, wide-eyed. Seeing the all to familiar smirk in his pale, pointed, handsome features. She sighed and closed her door, still looking at him. She crossed her arms against her chest.
"So?" Hermione tapped her foot in impatience.
"I have something for you to do." He said slowly, enjoying her look of impatience.
"And what, in Merlin's name, is that?" Hermione asked fuming.
"Wait there." Draco walked slowly, taking his time, to his room.
"Don't take your time." Hermione chanted but he just smirked.
Hermione just stood there for almost ten minutes. When she decided that he is not going back and just pulled a prank at her she whispered her password, yet again, to go to her room. But then, Draco's door opened revealing him and a package wrapped in silver foil.
"And what is that?" Hermione spat, one hand holding the door knob, eyeing the silver package in Draco's hands.
"This? This is what you will wear on the next Hogsmeade weekend. Go with whom you ever like but wear this." He said shoving the package to her. Hermione just looked at him while holding the package.
"What on earth is this? Is this some kind of a joke? Malfoy, I will never wear this. Not in a million years!" She tried throwing it back to him but Draco was already in his room, shutting the door in her face.
"He's gone mad!" She said as she entered her own room dropping the package beside her dresser.
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