♥I rly dunno what I'm going to write in this chapter so don't blame me if it's random and weird. I'm having writer's block…sucky. The date of the wedding is in 2003 because Hermione was born in 1979 and Draco in 1980. I'm just writing this sentence to use up more space in this chapter(so it looks like I wrote a lot! Lol) so anyway, enjoy! AND FREAKING REVIEW!

Chapter 5: They Don't Know What's Good For Them

Dear Ginny,

Life's been very...unusual. I know that's a very insignificant thing to say…especially since I'm forcefully married to my mortal enemy because some demented man wanted to "take over the world". But it really has been more unusual than usual Gin. You won't believe what I found in our library yesterday! The marriage contract! And, Gin, oh my god, this is what it said:

This contract hereby verifies the legal wizarding marriage of Draco Abraxas Malfoy to Hermione Jane Granger on the date of November 22, 2003 under the witness of Lucius Dominius Malfoy. The conditions of this contract are as follows:

-In this marriage, there can be no separation or both parties will die.

-One cannot attempt to suicide or murder the other.

-Only if one party dies then the other is free of this bond.

-Hermione Jane Granger must give birth or be impregnated before their marriage has lasted a year and a half The baby can only be a Malfoy and not illegitimate.

That was a summary but the last one! I didn't know Ginny, and…Malfoy didn't know either! That contract sounds no formally informal, doesn't it? I can't give birth to a Malfoy! Never, no chance of that. Yesterday, my dear husband and I had another fight but it was quite useless really and he surprised me at the end. I'd called him a coward and he asked me, at dinner, if I meant what I said and I said no(I don't know if I was lying or not…the man just seemed so pitiful, yes I know it's MALFOY) and that he was confused and we almost had a civil conversation. Almost. But you see what I mean, doesn't this week seem more off than usual?

Malfoy and I chatted this morning as well. Well, when I say chatted I mean talked about the baby thing. It was a very inadequate yet unusual conversation, if you ask me.

How're things with you and Harry? (Yes, I know I saw you two yesterday but STILL)! Great, I bet. You're very lucky, almost makes me jealous! Just kidding. But I would rather be you than me right now. Or ever. At least, in matters of marriage.

So how's that idiotic, stupid, rude, ape brother of yours been since our fight? Sulking I suppose. Or rotting in hell, I WISH.

Anyway, just wanted to tell you the bad news. I sound very casual in this letter, don't I? Well, it's just that I've learnt to take all of this (being captured, married, forced to have a baby with the person I most hate in the world…a foul, little…I mean…you get the point, etc. etc.) in stride…

Lots of Love,

Mione

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A pretty tawny owl flew through Ginny's window and she smiled as she realized it was Victoria, Hermione's owl. Ginny uncertainly took the letter from Victoria's grasp and gave her a treat she had lying around the kitchen.
'Wonder what new drama there is in the daily life of Hermione Granger…' She was used to it by now, it was quite sad really, that Hermione had to deal with all of this…unreality.

She opened the letter and started reading it. Hermione's letters always made her laugh because they were usually about Malfoy's and hers' latest fight. And THOSE were a riot! She started reading but as Ginny's warm eyes traveled down the parchment, they became as wide as galleons and she mouthed, "Those LIARS…" How could Lucius not have told his own son? But then, they were the Malfoys; you couldn't expect them to do anything decent. It just wasn't… Malfoyish.

She couldn't believe half of what was written in the letter. Weren't there laws against life-threatening contracts…but then Ginny almost laughed. The Ministry couldn't be trusted to catch the petty thief, as if they had any rules for these things. They most likely had not even thought of the situation.
Ginny squinted and scrunched up her nose at the idea of Malfoy and Hermione's…baby or rather demon child. She decided that Harry and her would discuss it when he came home. Ron, of course, wouldn't be calmed. Who knew what he would do when he heard about the contract? Ginny felt so bad for her best friend but at the same time, reading about Hermione's misfortunes always reminded her of what she had and though Ginny sometimes felt guilty about these thoughts, she couldn't help it.

'I wonder what Hermione's going to do…she can't possibly die! Who would die instead of carrying Malfoy's baby? Hermione? No, she couldn't, of course not…' Could she?

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Hermione flung her hands into the air 'Oh bother! How am I supposed to concentrate on this bloody article when I can't even concentrate on what I'm writing about…what am I writing about?' Hermione quickly glanced at the topic she had scribbled on a notepad.

"They Don't Know What's Good For Them!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Ah yes…the elves…" Normally, she would have been gung-ho about doing this particular article but she just didn't feel up to it. In fact, she felt like retching whenever she started writing because she always remembered last night at some point in her writing ad then drifted off into her thoughts.
Hermione got up and left the study. This study was in the East Wing of the house. Sometimes Hermione wished that Narcissa were still sane. An odd choice of words but the elderly Malfoy had been sent to a witch asylum to receive treatment for the mental illness that had taken her over after Lucius died.

Not that Hermione liked Narcissa or anything. That was crazy thought. But it did get lonely in the mansion sometimes. House elves were not all that interesting to talk to, especially when they thought they were being a burden by making you move your lips to talk.

It was just so…so empty. Sometimes Hermione felt like one of those ghosts you could see on the muggle telly that seemed to the haunt a place for eternity. The most exciting part of HER day was getting the mail. To read the paper. THE PAPER. At times like these, she did indeed wonder what it would be like to have a child around the horse, running around, laughing, playing…and breaking the silence that enveloped the corridors of Adair Mansion.

Hermione huffed frustratedly and sat down in a plush chair that was in a room somewhere in the East Wing. She crossed her arms and stared at an insignificant spot on the wall in front of her. There was nothing to do, she almost WANTED Malfoy to come home so that she could pick a fight with him.
Finally, an owl interrupted the tediousness, Victoria was back! That gave her something to do. She slowly took the knot out and slowly slid the scroll from Victoria's clasp and finally bustled around "busily" looking for owl treats. And finally she sat down again to read Ginny's letter.

Hi Mione!
That was some incredible news! You? Malfoy? Offspring? NEVER! The sky would fall before that happened right? Except you couldn't possibly want to die rather than reproduce with Malfoy? Could you? Anyway, I thought I would reply after discussing some with Harry but I just used Victoria to owl him (hope that's alright!) and he said (quite crudely) that he would "beat up that bastard" for you so that it was physically impossible for him to do what…he's supposed to do…with you.

That would be quite nice though wouldn't it? I mean, really Hermione, can you imagine how many of the girls that fancied Malfoy are jealous of you right now? I know, I know, you're obviously thinking 'Can't imagine why!' but have you seen that man? He's bloody fantastic! Yes, I'm married but you can't blame a girl for her hormones okay? And just think, YOU get to be the lucky one.

Pity his attitude completely turns me off though or I would be…what's it…'green with envy'!
I can't believe Lucius didn't tell his own son? What kind of a father is he? And oh, the Malfoy and you having a civil conversation thing? GASP Did you really? Well, this is a good turn of events then isn't it? Maybe one day you'll get along, and then it'll bloom to friendship and then you could get married…oh wait, you already are. I'm joking but the news is still good.

The only bad side to this is that if you two don't fight then I don't get my weekly dose of marital action! And that cheers me up on some days!
Anyway, I'm being no help this way. Why don't I pop over to the mansion tomorrow? Sorry about the contract, it is terribly mean and I wish you or Malfoy or me or Harry could do something about it but we Wizards haven't figured out a way to go back in time yet. And unless you can sneak in to The Department Of Mysteries to steal one of the few time turners they managed to make after 5th year, we still can't do anything about your contract.

What about Ron, you ask? Well, after you left, he sulked in his room and then took his anger out on me (put him straight, I did!) and yesterday night, he came back late and woozy. He'd gone out to 'get a breather'. This morning he had a horrible hangover and I told him he was stupid to go out later and get drunk. And he's still mad at you for god knows what since he started the fight. Two more days and he'll leave for training! Yay. I mean, yes, he's my brother but I cannot STAND him sometimes! If he knew what was good for him, he would forgive you and get over it.
Hopefully, I'll see you tomorrow! Ginny

Hermione smiled warmly at the letter, which had made her laugh at wrote back saying she would talk more when Ginny came and she did mention that Ginny should come at a time when Malfoy would be gone. But she crossed it out and said anytime was fine.

Hermione wished that she could spend entire days at the Weasleys' because the place was always busy. Fred and Angelina's baby would be there (George and Katie had one on the way), Chloe and Andre would be there, Molly would be cooking and they would be playing.
She couldn't wait till Ginny came, even though she did so often. It would break the dullness of the next day.
She walked back to the study and sat down to finish her article.

'What would you do if you had to work tireless hours without breaks and al you received in payment was the occasional good comment? You would demand money, you would leave, right? The elves never do and while there are some who appreciate them for that, many don't realize how much help they are. It would make a lot of witches and wizards feel better if they were paid. They just don't realize what's good for them…'

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Draco tiredly swiveled in his chair and poured a coffee for himself. He couldn't finish all this paperwork today even if he was Merlin!
He looked back at the documents and took up a pen again to start going over them but his eyesight blurred again and he found himself thinking about having a child with anyone. And then with Hermione. And then about Hermione.

Lord, that woman could be so infuriating sometimes! It was unbelievable! He couldn't stand her and yet, she was quite nice, as he had realized over the past 5 months. Except she hated him and he hated her and that was why the world went round.
He tried to imagine a mini-Malfoy but decided he didn't like it. Malfoy always remembered Lucius if tried to think of having a boy. And that was one person he would be better off forgetting. Instead, Draco decided he wanted a little girl. Daddy's girl.

Suddenly, as if something had jus hit him, he realized what he was thinking. A girl? With Granger? She would probably be a bossy, know-it-all too! Why hadn't Lucius ever told him? He most likely thought that Draco would have refused the offer and rather died at Voldemort's hands and he might have been right. Might being the keyword here.
His secretary came into the office with a folder. "Mr. Cunningham just called to ask if you would like to schedule the Probationary Portkey Objects Meeting tomorrow." "Tell him yes and ten tell me what time" Draco said distractedly. "And Luke Cobaine wanted to know if you could look over the sales of his goods this year so you would consider partnering." "What do you think I should? I really couldn't care less right now."
Megan knew by the way Draco was talking that it would be better to leave. If she knew what was good for her.

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This chapter took a while I know and I didn't really deliver a lot but I did the whole thing in two days because I felt bad about not updating for such a long time. I hope it turned out somewhat all right though!
I was having some writer's block after Hermione's letter to Ginny but in the end, I managed to put out something… dunno if you think it's worth reading though! R&R ppl, R&R. It doesn't take that many muscles ok? You just have to pick an option and friggin click GO!