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She woke to the sun creeping into the room, her whole body ached as she lay there in the silver sheets. It took a moment for her to remember what had happened the night before. Her hand grazed her deflated stomach as she gripped the sheets in her hand and frantically searched the room with her eyes.
That's when she felt the twitch beside her, heard the breathing. It had felt more like being unconscious than being simply asleep. Turning to look behind her, her heart melted. Draco lay next to her, still shirtless and flat on his back with the two tiny infants laid next to each other on their father's chest. They were both curled into small balls laid with their cheeks pressed to the skin of his chest and their tiny fists balled up and resting against their mouths.
His eyes flickered open as though he'd been waiting for her to wake, "I didn't want them to wake you up" his pale blue eyes flickered over her as he gently ran his fingers over their whimpering daughters back.
Every part of her wanted to curl up with him and lay there with their children but she couldn't forget what she had read. How could he have done that? What scared her was the thought that she may have completely miscalculated her trust in him. What if he hadn't changed? What if she'd married the old Draco Malfoy, what would she do for the rest of her life as his wife? The mother of his children. It hurt, it made her feel sick and she hated him more for taking this moment away from her. She should have been able to enjoy this, they should have been able to be a family, share these first moments together but he'd ruined it. Of course there was a chance he was telling the truth but his track record…..he was Draco Malfoy.
She rubbed her sore eyes and mustered as much authority as she could as she scooped to two soft little bundles out of his arms. His eyes flickered between her and the children, she could almost see his sorrow as she took them off of him. "I think you should leave." Her voice was cold as she ran her finger over her son's beautiful blonde wisp of hair, he was the spitting image of Draco, they both were!
She could feel the painful weight in her chest and she knew why, it scared her, all of this scared her, she was holding her two newborn children with no idea what to do, she'd read all the books but it just didn't prepare you for how it felt.
She'd counted on having him, counted on them finding their way through this together but now it felt tainted.
"Hermione, please don't do this." His eyes pleaded with her as he reached over the held his son's tiny foot.
"You did this, you disappeared Draco, you…well we saw what you did, how do you expect me to tryst you now?"
He looked devastated but it quickly turned to burning anger, "I've told you it wasn't me!"
His voice woke his daughter who began to cry turning pink as she wailed, he instantly regretted it, trying to reach out to her but Hermione batted him away, lifting the tiny body gently and raising the searching little mouth to her chest.
Draco watched in awe as she began to feed their daughter. He could see that she was nervous, trying to guide the tiny girl to her. Hell he was nervous just watching, it was one of the hundreds of firsts they were about to go through and he'd be damned if he missed a single one.
As soon as the little girl had latched on Hermione hissed in a hushed whisper "No Malfoy, you told me you couldn't remember and that is not you telling me it didn't happen."
The little boy open his eyes and began to cry, she tried to lift him without disturbing the little girl in her arms, just as she thought she'd done it her hand began to slip and a bolt of sheep panic flew through her as she thought she might drop the precious squirming bundle.
Draco's hands gently grasped his son as he steadied her and helped her move him to her chest with his sister.
Draco's eyes met hers, he was silently pleading with her as he spoke. "Give me a week, if I can't explain it by then I'll leave but please Hermione, just think how we'll both feel once I've gotten answers, if I've missed out of these firsts because of a stupid misunderstanding." His eyes widened "You've read those books, you know how important this early part is…for bonding with them, if I miss out on this…" he didn't finish his sentence he simply brought his lips to meet the head of his son who laid suckling in her arms.
Hermione nodded, "Fine, one week and until then we'll carry on as though it didn't happen."
Maybe she was being weak, maybe she should have made him leave but as she felt his warm arms circling her waist she really didn't want him to go.