Name: The girl next door

Whom I happen to hate…

Rating: M

Summary: Draco Malfoy and his family have to be part of the Death Eater rehabilitation program. To do that, they must give up all their money; give up magic for a year, and move into a muggle neighborhood, guess who his next-door neighbor is? A funny story!

Author: Chaos

Warning: Does not follow all of the books plot.

A/N: In times of grave danger, words are made of silver…but silence is made of pure gold - Professor Buehler. lol hope you guys enjoy this chap. Thanks for all the amazing uplifting reviews I've been getting. I couldn't be more greatful.

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Chapter 12: Wood Pixie

Hermione was pacing up and down the hallway where the room of requirement was located. Even after the door had been created she continued pacing, millions of things running through her mind.

When Draco reached the corridor panting for air, he was very confused. Hermione had sent him an owl saying it was a complete emergency that she met him here and now he found her pacing back and forth like a mad woman.

"You do know the door is already there, right?" he asked and Hermione stopped at the sound of his voice. She ran to him and hugged him, Draco hugged her back. He had never had anyone embrace him so tightly before. Hermione was holding on to him as if she were afraid to let go.

Draco lifted her chin up. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice was filled with worry. Hermione stopped and led him into the room. Draco was surprised to find that the room was small and cozy. With a simple couch in the middle, a ruby red rug between it and the brightly glowing fire.

Hermione sat down on the couch and patted the place next to hers. Draco sat down and stared at her.

"Hermione, tell me what's going on," he said. It wasn't an order it was more of a worried plead. Hermione sighed.

"Draco, I-" she sighed again. This was an incredibly hard subject to talk about.

"What is it?" he asked. "Hermione whatever it is you can tell me," he continued.

"It just see, this is hard, and, well here goes nothing," she sighed again and took a deep breath. "Draco I think I might be pregnant," she said. Draco stared.

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"Stupid vanishing step," Nikki cursed under her breath as she limped into onto the Hogwarts grounds. Most of the students were already in sweaters and scarves as the October air kept chilling. Nikki wrapped her tighter around her neck and kept walking, or limping more like it, towards Hagrid's Hut.

When she got there, she was met by the dear surprise of Ron Weasley knocking on Hagrid's door. What was more of a surprise was that he, like her, was carrying his potions book. Had Hagrid asked him to bring his too?

"Hi," He said. "What happened?" he asked noticing her limping towards him.

"Stupid Vanishing Step," she mumbled again. Ron nodded.

"Right, don't worry everyone gets caught in it at least once or twice in their first year here," he cheered her up. She nodded.

"Right, thanks," she said as Hagrid opened the door.

"Thanks fer comin'. Harry and Hermione said they couldn't make it right now," he told them. The two nodded and walked inside the hut, where it was much warmer. The smell of rock cakes came from inside the hut and Ron whispered a warning into Nikki's ear about Hagrid's rock cakes. She smiled and thanked him.

"So what do you have to show us, Hagrid. Hope it isn't another dragon," Ron said noticing Hagrid's hand was wrapped up with a cloth. Hagrid took the whistling tea kettle from the fire and poured some into cups that Nikki and Ron took with a 'thanks'.

"Nah," he said. "Learned me lesson with Norbert," he said.

"Norbert?" Nikki asked.

"Long story, I'll tell you someday," Ron explained. Nikki nodded.

Hagrid walked over to a rattling cage covered by a dark blue cloth and brought it to the table. Nikki and Ron both stared curiously. Ron with a wide eyes and Nikki delicately holding her tea cup in her hand.

Hagrid pulled out the cloth and instantly the cage began to rattle even more furiously. Ron took his tea cup from the table and held it away from the creature, whatever it was. It was invisible at the moment. Though Hagrid seemed pretty happy as he was smiling like a dolt.

"Hagrid, what is that?" Ron asked carefully unsure of how many creature he had faced with the help of Hagrid, but he was sure he didn't like any of them.

"It's a wood pixie," Nikki answered furthering herself from the table. Hagrid smiled brightly as if he had just found his student match.os

"Too right it is," he said. Ron looked at Nikki.

"A wood pixie, Hagrid?" Ron said getting up and going away from the table as well. "Those things will kill you, you know?" he said. Hagrid chuckled slightly. Suddenly in the midst of the rattling the pixie's form began to show.

The wood pixie was a greenish little thing about the size of Ron's middle finger. It had large tennis ball resembling eyes. It's many fangs were pointy and seemed venomous. It had only a few small hairs sticking from the top of its head otherwise it was bald. It was dressed in a silly blue dress strap and was glaring at all of them moving very fast from one point of its cage to another.

"Nah, see Cuddly here couldn't hurt a fly," he grinned at the ragging pixie.

"Hagrid, why did you want us to bring our potions books?" Ron suddenly asked, trying to take his eyes off the mad pixie that was now trying to bite its way out of the cage. Hagrid suddenly jumped up.

"Yes, well, um see," Hagrid took the cloth away from his hand to show a small bite mark made by many different fangs. The bite was turning yellowish and you could see small boils of puss beginning to form around it.

"I thought maybe you guys could help me with this," he said. Nikki jumped up and began to frantically search her potions book for something that might help Hagrid.

"Wouldn't hurt a fly, you say?" Ron muttered also looking through his book. Hagrid made his way near the fireplace and took out a white powdery substance. He placed some inside the cage of the pixie and it immediately stopped zooming around like a mad man. It walked towards the powdery substance carefully.

One of its small hands reached out and touched it, it brought it out to smell then suddenly it began to eat the substance like there was no tomorrow. Sitting on cage's floor grabbing handful's of it and stuffing them in its mouth. Ron looked amazed.

"Powdered sugar," Hagrid said. "Only thing that will calm down a wood pixie," he said as they watched the small green thing, now calm, devour everything it could reach.

"Found something," Nikki said. "Stalagmite Concoction - heels all types of Pixie Bites." she recited. And began to write down a few ingredients for Ron to go get.

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"What do you mean, you think?" Draco said trying to remain calm.

"Well I'm not sure, I haven't taken the pregnancy potion yet," Hermione said. Draco gulped. He had never even thought of ever being in this position, not at this age at least. He sighed.

"Well when can you get some?" he asked. Hermione pulled out a brown paper bag.

"Ginny has already gotten me some. She thought I might be pregnant and wanted me to be sure," she said. Draco ran his hand through his hair.

"Alright, so maybe we should figure this out right now," Draco said. Hermione nodded. She took the small potion from the bag and read the instructions on it.

"Alright I need to fill something with water. Drink the potion and keep my finger in it." she said. Draco nodded.

"Okay," he said. His heart was thundering harder than ever. He couldn't believe this. He was so nervous.

In a way he didn't want Hermione to be pregnant, he felt way to young to be a father. In another way, he might slightly be wishing she was. He had no doubt in his mind right now, that if he wanted a mother for his kids, Hermione would be his first and only choice. He didn't know how to put that into words for her to understand though.

"Hermione," he said before she walked off into another door in the room that led to a bathroom. "I just want you to know, that no matter what the results are… when you walk out that door again to tell me if I'm going to be a dad or not…" he sighed. This was hard. "No matter what. I'm still going to love you,"

There he had said it. The thing that was driving his mind crazy and he had finally said it. Hermione smiled and hugged him tightly.

"I love you too," she said then she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She turned on the tap water filling the sink up. When it was about three quarters full she turned off the tap and opened the bottle of the light orange potion. She sighed.

Then she drank it all in one gulp. The potion was sort of sticky, like thick cough syrup. She instantly felt as if a fire burned down her throat and into everyone of her veins. She placed her finger in the water and waited.

Outside Draco was driving himself mad, pacing wondering what the answer would be. He was just about ready to dig a whole in the ground from pacing so much.

Hermione watched as the color turned from yellow, to pink, to red, green, to light blue and stayed there. She picked up to potions bottle and read the colors and what they meant. Hermione looked down at the light blue substance in the sink.