A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Writing Club September
Disney Challenge:Character - 8. Prof Porter - Write about someone fainting with joy over something.
Lyric Alley: 8 - And we would scream together songs unsung
Word Count: 451
"If you look, you can see my Father's peacocks," Draco stated taking a step back from the telescope.
"Why would I want to look at your father's birds? It's bad enough they think they're roosters and scream me awake before dawn every morning," Hermione muttered leaning down to take a look. When her and Draco had inherited Malfoy Manor, one of the conditions was they had to keep the peacocks. Hermione wondered if they should have said 'no'. At least then, they'd be allowed to sleep in.
"Yes, very pretty Draco. Why did your father buy them again?" she asked.
"No idea, actually. I guess because they're exotic and different. He started with three actually. Two males and an albino female. I think he bought her first. She was pretty, all white feathers. I had a set of quills made from them as a child."
"And then they bred."
"That's what birds do, Hermione. They breed and make more birds, and more birds..."
"I know, Draco. Same as every other creature on the planet."
"Us included," Draco whispered wrapping his arm around Hermione.
"It is interesting how the albino trait somehow became dominate and most of them carry it."
"It is, I wonder if Father knew it would happen that way. He always did like the white ones, if you look to the left, you'll see a new nest. There will be chicks this fall."
"I see it. Looks like three eggs?"
"That's what I thought too, more things to wake us up too early in the morning," Draco muttered. Even though he'd lived with the birds his entire life, he still couldn't sleep through their morning serenade.
"Actually, Draco, it's not going matter how many peacocks we have screaming at us to wake up. We'll be awake anyways," Hermione whispered taking Draco's hand.
"Why would we be awake earlier than the birds?" he asked looking at his wife. She smiled, and then bit the bottom of her lip.
"Because I don't think babies keep any kind of schedule, and they most definitely do not know night from day," Hermione answered. Draco stared at her, his mouth falling open. He swayed and Hermione caught him just before his head hit the floor.
"Draco, sweetie, wake up," she whispered in his ear. He blinked his eyes open.
"What? What happened?"
"You fainted, I'll have to remember that you respond that way."
"I fainted because I'm just... wow, we're... wow."
"Yes, wow," she whispered kissing him.
"I love you, Hermione. We're going to be..."
"Yes, we're going to be amazing parents, Draco. I love you too," she stated as the peacocks decided that was a perfect moment to start their screamed song.