A/N: Hey! Here's chappie number two! I'm actually not sure at all where this story is going or how long it's going to be, except for the fact that it's about Hermione and Draco's life before, during, and after marriage, so if you've got any suggestions or ideas…I'm listening! Anyway, on with the show…

Chapter Two… "I rather feel like it's a girl."

"Hurry up. We're going to miss the flight!"

"I'm hurrying! I still can't fathom why we must use Muggle contraptions to get to the Canary Islands. Why not just apparate?!"

"I've always pictured myself taking an airplane to my honeymoon. And it would do you well not to argue with a woman. You won't win Draco. I can promise you that."

"We'll see about that. Malfoys always get their way."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. What are you laughing for? "

"Ermm, I'm a Malfoy too now, or haven't you realized? Oh, don't pout, you. Are you ready or not?"

"Yes. Now can we go get this twisted airopline ride over with? Now why are you laughing? Hermione! Malfoys do not snort!"

"Well Grangers, past and present, do. Airopline! Honestly, love, you couldn't survive a week in the Muggle world."

"Well you— no, I suppose I probably couldn't…Can we at least apparate to the place where these things take off?"

"And where do you propose we land? In plain sight, for everyone to see?"

"You don't mean…We have to take a taxi again?"

"Yes. Oh, don't look so horrified. It's not my fault that you weren't prepared last time. Now, you'll know it's best to not eat right before getting in."

"How was I supposed to know the bloody driver would drive as if he was possessed?"

"Like I said, you couldn't survive a week…"

"Hermione wait! You're not going to help me carry anything then? Since we can't even have them float to the car?"

"I can't. Pregnant women don't can't carry heavy luggage, Draco."

"Well then, maybe you shouldn't have— WHAT?! YOU"RE PREGNANT?!"

"Yeah I am. I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you, then. I found out yesterday at St. Mungo's. That's why I've felt so horrid since the wedding."

"Bloody Hell. Hermione come here! Ahh, I can't believe we're pregnant!! Well, I mean, you're pregnant. Not me. Or us, really because men can't—"

"Draco?"

"Yes, love?"

"Shut up please."

"Sorry dear. But—"

"One more thing."

"Yes?"

"You're squeezing me and your child so tightly, I can't breathe."

"Oh! Sorry Hermione! And you too, Draco Jr."

"Who says it's going to be a boy? I rather feel like it's a girl."

"You feel like it? Who are you, Professor Trelawney? In the near or distant future, I am seeing a bundle of life brought to you. I have a strong feeling that it is a girl..."

"Oh Lord. That was a ridiculously good impression of her."

"Well, you don't honestly believe that us Slytherin boys really sat and worked on homework in the common room?!"

"Yeah I always wonder how you managed to be second in all of your classes."

"That was low, Hermione."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Draco. I didn't mean it like that."

"Yeah, but if I gave you a hard time about your meanings like you did when I attempted to propose to you, you'd be angry for a week!"

"But you're going to be a father."

"What? No, don't change the subject! Well, I suppose I am… Daddy Draco. I rather like the sound of that."

"Daddy Draco? See, this is why I married you. Never short on laughs, you are."

"What? You're mean, you know. Very, very mean. Like, Slytherin mean. How the hell did you get put in to Gryffindor anyhow?"

"Well, I learn from the best I suppose…But I could still kick your ass at almost anything. And I'm not afraid to try. That's why I was in Gryffindor. Come on, now, we're really going to miss the plane!"

"Oy, devilish taxi here we come. If you have a miscarriage because of the Goddammed taxi, I won't feel bad at all!"

"Oh please, you'll probably cry! And, no I will not have a miscarriage. Let's go!"

XXX HOURS LATER ON THE PLANE XXX

"I cannot believe Muggles pay loads of pounds to have about a quarter of a square metre of space on this deathtrap all the time."

"Oh, It's not that bad. You are seriously spoiled. We're sitting in first class, for God's sake!"

"Poor souls who are forced to sit through that curtain back there. It's like being condemned."

"You sound completely ridiculous. I should be complaining about random things. Instead, you're sitting here acting like the pregnant one."

"…"

"Oh, so now you won't say anything at all? Fine then. Peace and quiet at last."

"You drive me absolutely out of my mind woman! You can't honestly be going to sleep now?!"

"Well, I was. Until you started speaking again. I knew it was too good to last…Oh, I'm only joking Draco. You know I love you."

"In a very abusive way."

"It's not abusive! It's the love of a pregnant woman. Take it or leave it."

"Ah, you know I'd take you any day."

"Draco! We're in public!"

"There's no more than five other people in this cabin… Yes. Hello sir. Fine day, isn't it…So, I can say whatever I want to my wife."

"Fine then. Well, I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be—"

"Actually, I'd quite like to join you."

"Draco!"

"Don't blush Hermione. You've seen it all before."

"Draco stop it! You're so embarrassing!"

"It's just another reason why you love me…"

A/N: I hope you liked it! I can't honestly see what the reason for this chapter was beyond some comic relief…Although I suppose the entire story is going to end up being comic relief… Anyway, I hope that I managed to have continuity in my story and that the characters were actually in-character. Tell me what you think!

Xx Snow