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6 months pregnant

Draco's POV

The next month came and went peacefully, only, now Hermione's in the freak-out stage. Plus the hormones are in over-drive.

"Oh my God, I only have three months to go!" She squealed, "But why am I so fat? Draco, do you think these robes make me look fat?" oh no, the dreaded question for an expecting father,

"I think you look beautiful in whatever you wear." I replied holding my breath praying this was the right choice,

"Aww thanks Draco," She waddled up and hugged me, "But you didn't answer my question." She put her hands on her hips in that cute way of hers.

"Umm, you know I think you should come with me to the infirmary for your 6th month check-up, don't want to be late!" She started to cry, "Why are you crying 'Mione?" I asked while rubbing her back.

"You think I'm fat and ugly." She sniffed.

"Now where would you get that idea love? How about this, after your check-up I'll take you out to Hogsmead for a day off. It's Sunday anyways, silly, so we can do whatever you want." I kissed her forehead.

"Whatever I want?" She said with a tinge of lust in her eyes.

"Umm, within reason," She pouted, and I laughed at her expression, "Let's go, come on Granger." She laughed at my use of her last name.

"Whatever you say, Malfoy." We walked to the infirmary in comfort, just enjoying each others' presence.

Hermione's POV

When Draco and I arrived at the Hospital Wing we were surprised to see Professor Dumbledore waiting for us.

"Professor! What a surprise!" I exclaimed. He gestured for us to sit.

"So how are you this fine evening, Miss Granger?" He inquired.

"Absolutely perfect if you ask me." I replied with a smile.

"Hormonal." Draco coughed. He tried to hide it with a nervous grin in my direction,

"What's that supposed to mean?" I screeched.

"Nothing 'Mione, I just think you need to stop stressing, and enjoy the last year at Hogwarts." He covered. I heard him whisper to himself, "Potter, I'm going to kill you for this." I turned around with a pout and faced Professor Dumbledore.

"Now what was it you needed Professor?" I asked while trying to ignore Draco, but I found that Dumbledore was trying to suppress a laugh himself, I groaned, "Not you too! I need someone to be on my side while Draco is having one of his "moments""

He feigned hurt; "While I'm having a moment?" he burst out laughing which made me pout even more.

Dumbledore looked highly amused, "Well, if you to are done with this banter I have some Head duties to discuss with you, which involve you." He became serious, "Hermione, I apologize in advance, but you need to either be married or move in with Harry before this baby comes."

I gasped.