Author: Here it is folks, the second chapter, I'm trying to be a littler bit more Mature with the story line tell me what you think

Disclaimer: same ol, same ol

If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals."
― Rowling

"When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end."
― Meyer

Continuing...

Draco watched as Hermione took a large bite out of her really, really rare burger. He held on to his gag reflex. He didn't want to embarrass himself at his favorite Café across the street from the ministry.

He turned his focus to his own meal, a grilled chicken burger with extra pickles. He didn't know why but pickles on and in everything was a must for him.

"I'm trying my hardest not to kill that new recruit Chansey, but he is so annoying!"

Hermione exclaimed, wiping her mouth, and picking up her soda taking a big gulp, "I'm not sure his parents taught him any common sense."

Draco muttered, "Or table manners."

"What?"

Hermione narrowed her eyes on him, Draco turned his eyes away from hers coughing he changed the subject along quickly, "I have something to tell you and you might not like it."

Hermione gave him the look, before rolling her eyes away from him to take in the view of pedestrians walking back and forth with their shopping bags.

"Draco, remember when Harry told us that because of our condition we had to be partners, and since the Wizemagot found us to dangerous they decide we would be only allowed out of Britain when it came to special cases, one's where our gifts would be required."

She turned back towards Draco, facing him, her eyes serious, "That was something I didn't like your news couldn't be any worse, now out with it!"

Draco sighed, leaning back in his chair, "I'm pregnant."

Hermione stared blankly at him, "oh. You are?"

Draco nodded, "I am,don't say it, I already went through the entire shock factor at Pansies office."

Hermione grimaced, before pouting, "I should be allowed at least a small hissy fit. I don't get it, how could you sleep with a teenager, because Jacob was definitely a teenager."

Draco shrugged, un-characteristically he grinned sheepishly, "I can't quite explain it, well actually I can, I'm a women…there I said it. I can't have children with women, and I find that man have become far more appealing than they were when I was a kid, let me tell you, I can't help it that I love the young-man…oh shite, Hermione I'm going to go to jail."

He whimpered letting his head fall on the table, Hermione tried to hold back her laughter, Draco emotions seemed to bounce all over the place. But her expression became serious, "How many have you told?"

He raised his head, his eyes matching hers in seriousness, "Only you and Pansy, I know what would happen if I told anyone else, they'd make me abort it."

Hermione nodded solemnly, "If they found out, but if we keep this quiet for now you should be out of danger. The trouble is going to come when you start to show. We can't stay here Draco…I believe we might have to leave sooner then we planned."

Draco sat up fully, ever since they'd made the fatal deal with the necromancer to defeat Voldemort, To only later be made into Military Dogs for the ministry. They'd contemplated running, and leaving everything behind.

Draco leaned back in his chair crossing his arms, "My parents left here a while ago Hermione, you are aware that they live in St. Laurent, France. The community there would be perfect for us, a neutral Wizard town."

Hermione sighed, "I'm not so sure about that, we might have to leave the Wizarding World all together Draco. We still might get detected if someone see's us. We're not exactly unknown."

Draco rolled his eyes; lazily he waved one of the waiters over, requesting the check from him. He watched the Waiter walk away before, turning back towards Hermione, "Well, some of us were not known for being a part of the golden trio."

Hermione suddenly stood, digging a few pounds out of her pocket, and throwing them on the table, "Yeah well that was long ago, just like everything else."

With that last statement she left Draco and headed towards the ministry.

Draco frowned, "Always has to have the last word, Worm."

"Ron."

"Not now!"

"Ro~n!"

"Go away, Harry."

"Ro~~~~n!"

"WHAT, What the Hell Do you Want POTTER!"

The office went silent; Ron stared down at Harry, before realizing where he was, and who he was. He almost cried, almost but he wouldn't show tears.

Harry stood, the snaps of his Ministers unifrom shining in the lamp light, he smirked, "I just wanted you to come to my office."

Ron held his temper, he wouldn't deck the Minister, He stood looking down at all the paper work he still had left to do. He was the Auror chief, and secret head of the Auror corps, but if he could do it again. He'd just sell ice cream from a truck.

Once they were in his Harry easily walked around his desk and took a seat his face becoming stone, "Ron, I'm at a stalemate Nott, isn't giving in, we won't be getting any information from him, but I'm, sure he and Romanov are up to something. I don't wish for that something to sneak up on me. I do however require all the information from the Forks mission so I can make an accurate or as close to accurate guess. But I'm sure you are withholding information from me…I will require that information now."

Ron took on a militant styled stance his back straight and hands at his side, "Are you sure you want this info, it concerns Hermione…and Draco. You may have to turn this information to the Wizemagot, seeing it is your duty to do so as the Minister of Magic."

Harry sighed, before turning his chair around looking out the big bay window, "I would rather not add anymore struggles to her life Ron, we both watched as she took on that that poison. We could do nothing for her, she wanted revenge so much and I was too caught up in my own despair at the loss of Ginny."

Turning back around he faced Ron, "I still must know everything, whether I report it or not, will be left to me to decide after I hear it in its entirety, and understand me Ron, despite the way I've been acting which is required of me by my station. I will always treat you and Hermione as family, no matter what."

Ron let that statement sink in before he sharply nodded, and continued to tell Harry the whole of the story about the mission in Forks.

Hermione groaned as she tried to get some sleep her stomach had been aching all afternoon, she couldn't seem to get over it.

Getting up she tossed the blanket aside, standing she walked into the bathroom, she flipped the light on only to cry out when she saw her reflection in the mirror. She saw that her stomach was distended, something writhed around before it sucked back in.

Feeling this Hermione fell to her knees, gasping for air, she felt like her insides had all been pushed and pulled out of her body.

Groaning she stayed on the floor, for a good ten minutes. Before she got the courage to stand up again, feeling a little better, she rubbed her stomach.

She didn't think for a moment she was going through something amazing she assumed she was having a side effect to too much 'Shiran' use, better to keep that stuff to your-self.

Draco didn't think he was crazy, but if building something akin to a nest in your home was crazy, then well he'd cross the line.

Sitting in his self-made nest, he chewed on his nail,"Yepp, I think I really need to talk to pansy."

He spoke out loud to no one in particular.

To be continued...

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