DMM CH.8

Hermione walked back into the main hallway, making sure that she put a charm on the bedroom so she would know if Draco were to wake. Looking down the hall, she noticed there were a few more doors. Curious as ever, she began toward the closest of the unknown doors.

The first one down opened to a playroom for Draco. There were tons of toys all over the room. Different areas had toys for a Draco of different ages. There were age rings around each area, that is, except for one, which had baby and toddler toys. Hermione smiled at that.

"It looks like everything is set up for later as well. I'll ask Professor Snape when exactly the antidote will be ready. Maybe I can find out how to deal with him like this. Didn't Draco say that he was his godfather?" These thoughts, as well as others, were becoming more and more complicated. She finally just shook her head, trying to clear her it, and closed the door.

The next door hid another bathroom. This one was not even half the size of the master one. There was a bath/shower on the far wall, right next to a porcelain toilet. There was a counter next to the open door, with a sink domed inside of it. It was a very nice bathroom, but still didn't compare to the master one. After glancing at the room, Hermione closed the door and walked to the final door of the hallway.

The last door was surprisingly tall, as if someone had enlarged it to carry something in. She opened the door to find a gigantic room filled to the top with books. It was a library! There were shelves upon shelves of books, and then some empty ones that would be filled later on. There was also a reading area, complete with two arm chairs and a small mahogany (A/n: HA! I thought of another type!) coffee table. Hermione felt like she had died and gone to heaven! She raced inside, straight to the first shelf of books, looking at all of the titles and authors. There were many varieties to choose from. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a certain pile of books behind one of the chairs. "

Well, that's odd. Books belong on shelves or on tables, not on the floor. What are those doing down out of place?" She walked over to the pile, and instantly understood why those were down. They were meant for her to read. Each one was a type of parenting book, the first being for caring for toddlers. She grabbed the book and started back toward the living room where her textbooks and quills were still laying on the couch.

…………… about an hour later……………..

Hermione had finished all of the assignments made that day, as well as having read 23 of the 42 chapters in the first parenting book when she was interrupted by a knock at the portrait door. "Ah! That must be Harry and Ron with the later assignments."

She got up and opened the door to see her two best friends.

"Hello Harry! Hello Ronald! What have you two been up to since potions earlier?" She said while letting them step inside. Ron looked a tad confused, while Harry answered Hermione.

"We've been fine. I'm still in shock, but fine otherwise." He said. Hermione nodded in understanding.

"In shock of what? I mean, I have no idea why you even have an apartment to yourself. Did I miss something?" Ron said with a clueless expression on his face, more or less his normal expression.

Just then, Hermione heard a small whimper coming from the bedroom. "Hang on just a second Ron. Harry, can you get the bottle of formula I made earlier out of the fridge and heat it for about fifteen seconds in the microwave? Thank you." She said as she hurried to the bedroom.

"Uh, sure." Said Harry after she left. Ron stood there, completely confused now.

Hermione reached the bedroom door and rushed inside. Draco was tossing and turning inside of the crib, eyes wide, confused, and possibly scared.

"Shhhh. It's okay. You're okay. I'm right here. Shhhh." Hermione said, trying to calm him down, which took about five minutes. Once Draco calmed down, he tried to pull away from Hermione, but she just held him a little tighter.

"How about we get something in your stomach to help you sleep?" She asked.

Draco seemed to think about it, but knew he would be carried into the kitchen and fed anyway, so he nodded in agreement.

Hermione smiled, then said, "Oh, and Harry and Ronald are here as well," she noticed his expression changed into one of disgust, "You won't have to see them for long, just until you are fed and asleep again, so about 30 minutes at least. Now let's get you your bottle."

Draco groaned. "Well, this is just perfect. First, I have to be in the presence of the other two Gryffindunces. Now I have to have a bottle in front of them! What next, having Potty watch me for an afternoon?"

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