A/N: Hello! I'm back! And sooner than the other updates too. Haha. Hope you'll like this chapter! Thanks for those who reviewed!
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Chapter 7: Never in My Wildest Dreams
Harry and Ron told Hermione everything about what happened for the last year and a half. She was wide eyed and was shaking her head furiously at every chapter of her life concerning her and Draco Malfoy and their baby.
"But…that can never be. You must be kidding me! Draco Malfoy and I!" Hermione exclaimed at her best friends. They tried to calm her down again by giving her a potion.
"Here, calm down. And we are not joking around for that matter," Harry said. He turned to Ron for some support.
"Yeah, 'Mione, and if I were you I will be apparating back to the Manor and catch up with my son." Ron informed her a matter-of-factly. Hermione stared at Ron incredulously.
"What? I didn't grow another head did I?" Ron started to panic and felt his neck as to make sure that he did not, indeed, grew another head.
"You know, 'Mione, Draco is very sad these past months. Very depressed even. And Jayze, he needs a mother. Who know, maybe he considers Ginny as his mother now due to your absence without leave!" Ron exaggerated the last part but Hermione got the gist of it. She took a spoon of Mrs. Weasley's soup and swallowed hard, not minding the hotness of it.
She was walking home that night as memories of the last one and a half year rushed back to her. She felt somewhat better to remember it in her point of view rather than in the exaggerated stories Ron and Harry told her. Her love for her son as well as for the people she left were there once more, but not for one Draco Malfoy. Her feelings for him seemed so far away she don't even have a hint of it, as if it did not or does not exist, at all.
Just last night she had a horrible experience of wearing a silly over-sized baby jumper that, not only made her cold, but also made everyone in back in school see her bare legs! She can't help but let her blood boil because one Draco Malfoy did that to her! Humiliated her in front of these people and today she wakes up being married to him and, well, having his son. She blushed at the thought. She had a son with Draco Malfoy.
She can't believe it. She wouldn't. Who would? Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin, Pureblood maniac, Slytherin sex god and Heir to Malfoy fortune? Come on! This must all be a dream! A nightmare! But, she felt really awake. People around her felt real.
Malfoy Manor was just three minutes away. She remembered the look her son gave her. Jayze was his name, right? It pained her to see her son look like he'd seen a ghost. But she also remembered Jayze's words.
"mama," She said. A smile crept along her face. Her son just uttered a word. And then she realized that the time he uttered it, it almost made her loose her wits.
"Okay, here goes nothing." Hermione took a deep breath to calm her over excited nerves. She was about to knock when the door opened.
"Hermione!" Draco retorted in care and concern. He enveloped her in a heart warming embrace, Hermione thought, for she could not feel anything. Not a single somersault from her heart or just a jumpy feeling. Nothing.
"Uhm, Malfoy," She started.
"Love, you forget, you're a Malfoy now." Draco smiled sweetly, one made for the Hall of Fame or snatch Witch Weekly's most charming smile award from Gilderoy Lockhart. But Hermione did not notice. She was very busy restraining herself from wincing.
''You're a Malfoy now'. Yeah right. Woopy for me.' She rolled her eyes at the thought.
Draco just shrugged at her reaction. He took her coat that Mrs. Weasley gave her earlier, as he led her to their living room.
"Stay there. I'll get you something. It must be freezing outside." He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. It wasn't really a kiss to be considered. More like a peck or something. She pained to let out a smile but she succeeded.
Draco fetched a basket in the dining room, and a box. He didn't took so long, to Hermione's great disappointed. He handed her the basket and the box.
"Remember those? You craved for them so much when you were pregnant," Draco informed her. She blushed slightly at the thought. She looked down at the basket.
'Cherries! Raspberries! And… Blueberries! I just wanted to buy these!' Hermione exclaimed in her mind. She then opened the box and to her happiness it was doughnuts.
'Okay, this man just read my mind! What else can he be getting from the kitchens?' She contemplated deeply. She just saw Draco jogging his way back to the dining room. When he appeared again he was carrying a mug that was letting out steam.
"Is that what I think it is?" Hermione asked pleasantly. She was now getting used to this treatment. Draco treats her like some goddess or something of the sort. To her surprise, Draco smiled that magnificent smile again. (a/n: Know what? I would pay a thousand galleons just to have Draco smiling at me. Hahaha!)
"Well, I wouldn't know what you're thinking now, would I?" Draco said a-matter-of-factly. He handed her the mug.
'Okay, Mal…Draco is really a turn on at this! He gave me a hot chocolate! He is the sweetest, nicest, most loving egotistical prick she'd known!' She thought as she realized that Draco was presently kissing her. It was…pleasant and quite wonderful. She found herself melting into the kiss but got the courage to feel his chest and pull back slightly.
"I'm sorry, Draco but…" She trailed off. She can't find herself saying something so horrible to him after her entire memory of his being extra nice to her settled in its rightful place, her head.
"Where is Jayze? I miss him," She said.
"He's sleeping upstairs, in our room," He informed her.
"He missed you too. Very much. We always play by your bed while you were still asleep." He motioned for her to drink the hot chocolate. She took a sip and fell in love with it. She finished it in a single gulp. A trail of chocolate set on her upper lip. Draco reached out to wipe it with his thumb. Hermione, once again, blushed.
"Chocolate," He told her. And to Hermione's surprise, he sucked on his thumb.
'Is he suggesting anything? Because I think it works. Oh Merlin! He's flirting with me! He's flirting with…his wife.' Hermione felt awkward at that realization. They have a son, right? So doing things that require unwanted images for her is common. She rubbed her temples as a reflex.
"Does your head hurt, love? Wait here. I'll get some more hot chocolate. Do you want that? Yes. Okay, wait for me here." Draco jogged back to the dining room for the third time that evening. When he came back, he had another mug and a porcelain pitcher.
"Uhm, Draco," She started as Draco poured the hot chocolate into her mug.
"Hmm?" She was becoming nervous now.
"I just wanted to tell you that. For the past days that I was…uhm…asleep, the spark that we have kind of, well…" She trailed off once more.
"I understand." Draco gave her a smile so unlike the first ones. This smile was sad, in a way. He just nodded at her.
"You can go sleep with Jayze, in our room. I will go sleep somewhere else. Does that suit you, or do you want a separate bedroom?" He asked in a very nice way.
"I think I'll go sleep with our son tonight." She smiled at him.
After Hermione finished the hot chocolate (which she did not know was made by Draco himself), she was escorted to the master's bedroom by Draco. And right enough, Jayze was sleeping like an angel in their bed. She smiled and walked slowly to the side of the bed to kiss Jayze.
"I'll be around when you need me, or anything." Draco motioned for the hall. She nodded slightly. As Draco closed the door quietly, she settled herself behind their son and drifted of to sleep.
Draco sat in his study, contemplating.
'It hurts even if Pansy already told me what would happen. Hermione loosing her memory was a side-effect to her improper brewing of the potion,' He thought to himself Draco already contacted Snape to make an antidote for him but it seems like it will take 'till full moon to finish. It was like a werewolf potion. Pansy was stupid to do it in the first place! She tried to kill Hermione! But Draco was kind enough to let her off because she was responsible for waking her up.
He sighed again. (he seems to be doing that a lot lately) 'What can he do? Will Hermione fall for him again? Will she really remove herself from his life completely?'
No, she can't do that. They have a son.
'But that doesn't mean she can't go and have an affair with someone else, right?'
Ugh! Hated this part of his brain! He can't even distinguish which is good and which is not!
He walked to his room, mind still bugging him. But somehow, he managed to sleep.
A/N: Now is the time for your reviews! Hehe.. These are some replies to your reviews:
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