Those few minutes went by ever so slowly while they awaited for Draco to appear at Grimmauld Place. Hermione was seated at the table and watched Ron pace back and forth across the floor with his arms crossed over his chest. Harry sat there staring at Ron as if he were waiting for his death wish. Hermione was reading over the letter Narcissa Malfoy had sent her. The words she had written had somehow touched Hermione's heart in a way that made her feel glad that she was this child's grandmother.
"Where is he? It's ten o' two," Ron said looking at the clock and looked at Hermione and placed his hands on his sides, "Hermione, when your boyfriend gets here, I'm gonna do something that will make him sorry," Ron said and Hermione's smile widened, "What's so smiley?" He asked sarcastically.
"Draco!" She exclaimed getting up from her seat and going passed Ron and into Draco's awaiting arms. Draco Malfoy stood in the doorway to the kitchen holding Hermione close to him. He rested his chin on top of her head and closed his eyes having the feeling of relief wash over him as he realized she was perfectly fine. The feeling of having her close to him was an amazing feeling and as she was pressed against him, he could feel the slight bump where his, no, their, child was growing inside of her womb.
"I missed you so much," Hermione said into the cloth of his sweatshirt. She then felt herself begin to cry into Draco. Draco adjusted Hermione in his arms and held her tightly as she went into a fit of tears. Harry, being the nice person he is, summoned a chair forward and Draco silently thanked him and sat in it pulling Hermione into his lap and wrapped his arms around her torso.
"Love, why are you crying?" Draco asked brushing Hermione's brown curls out of her face and rubbed a few of her tears away from her face. Harry was silently watching the two interact. Harry felt like he had misjudged Draco in his first year. Turns out, he's actually not that bad of a guy.
"It's my damn hormones, they make me cry and all bitchy," Hermione said quickly glancing at Ron and back to Draco, "I'm just really glad you're alright," She said and put her head on Draco's shoulder and wiped some of her tears away with the sleeve of her sweatshirt.
"You're glad? I'm glad you're alright, I was worried something had happened when it took so long to reply back to my letter," Draco said, "What was the delay anyways?"
"That would be my fault, I tried to get her not to send it," Harry said putting his hand up slightly, "I didn't know it was safe and I didn't want to be attacked by V-"
"Don't say the name, Potter, you'll get us all killed!" Draco yelled and then asked Hermione to get up so he could stand. Hermione sat down on the chair and watched Draco cross the room where Harry was sitting, "Do you want to know how Dolohov and the other death eater found you when you left Weasel's brother's wedding? Hmm? Well, the name has been tabooed. So anyone who says it they will be found and killed. That's how that one Muggle family was murdered. They had a daughter who was supposed to be in her fourth year and they saw the Prophet and said the name and bam! They're dead in a few seconds," Draco said and they all sat there wide eyed at Draco's speech, "Now, I have some things to discuss with Hermione, but first," He said and turned towards the door he had entered and motioned something towards him. Slowly, a small house-elf walked forward looking a bit frightened.
"Happy, this is Hermione Granger, she is the witch you will be caring for when I'm not here. You are to retrieve her and the other food and make sure the baby is well," He said to Happy, "You are also to follow their orders as well."
"I think there's another person you should meet, Malfoy," Harry said and called Kreacher, "This is my house-elf Kreacher," Harry said and earned a glare from the elf, "Kreacher, introduce yourself."
"Mr. Malfoy, a pure blood wizard. Mistress would not be happy to find that you were finagling around in the noble house of Black," Kreacher said and Draco stared at the house and looked at Harry with a look that asked Harry if he was serious.
"Unfortunately, Kreacher doesn't like many people and only cares for those who are pure blood," Harry explained, "Kreacher, go finish cleaning the bathrooms," Harry ordered.
"Shall Happy accompany Kreacher, too, sir? Happy is always glad to help others," Happy said in a high pitch voice and looked around.
"Oh no, that's all right, Happy, you can make a snack. I'm quite hungry, actually. You are able to cook, right?" Hermione asked her politely.
"Oh yes, Happy can cook. Mistress Narcissa taught Happy to cook," She said with a small smile on her face.
"Mistress Narcissa, Mistress Bellatrix's sister, she was a fair woman, always respectful to her family," Kreacher said and Harry yelled at the elf to go back to his work.
"Sorry about him, he's not very enjoyable company. Quite dreadful, actually," Harry said and then let out a chuckle and looked at Happy, "You'll be a great addition to our family, Happy. You may make the snacks now," He said and looked at the other two, "Ron and I will leave you two to talk."
"No, I haven't said a thing yet!" Ron said and walked over to Draco, "Who do you think you are knocking Hermione up, eh? Then you go and join You-Know-Who and leave us to be in charge of Hermione with your kid!"
"Ron! I said let's go," Harry said trying to pry Ron away from Draco.
"Listen, Weasel, in case you're wondering, we started seeing each other because of your sick, obsessive love for Lavender Brown, don't you remember?" Draco asked crossing his arms and made himself look superior to Ron.
"No, I do not recall," He said and then quickly added, "Ferret," He said and quickly Draco's wand was in his hand and was pointing it at Ron, "Ooh, what's mummy's boy going to do? Hex me?"
"Don't you dare," warned Draco as he waved his wand a bit.
"Boys, please, enough of this nonsense," Hermione said standing in between the two men, "I will not bring my baby into this! You two better start getting along because I will not make an excuse why its father hates its uncle!" Hermione yelled stomping her foot, "At least Harry's making an effort!" She yelled and ran to the room she spent the majority of her time in.
Draco lowered his wand and watched Hermione leave the room. He let out a loud sigh and sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands.
"She's right," Draco said after a few moments, "I will not have my son or daughter brought into this mess," he said and sat up looking at Harry and Ron.
"I don't like you, nor will I ever be sincere to you Malfoy," Ron sneered to Draco. Draco looked at Ron with an incredulous look on his face. He shook his head and put his head in his hands once more.
"This is exactly what Hermione was talking about, Ron! If I am going to be raising a child with her, you better start acting like an adult. We're on the same team in case you didn't notice! If you don't clean up, Ron, I will not let you anywhere near my child," He said to Ron.
"Hermione will," Ron stated crossing his arms.
"I doubt it, Ron," Harry said for the first time, "You saw how she was, she's already protective of that baby and its not even outside of her yet," Harry said and looked at Draco, "I doubted you, and I apologize."
"Same here," Draco said and had his signature smirk on his face, "Harry," He added and then looked at the stairs, "If you don't mind, I'm going to go have a word with Hermione, see if she's alright. I don't want to leave her here while she's in tears. I also want to talk to her about the baby," Draco said and left towards Hermione's room hoping all was well.