"Congratulations!" Pansy said, bursting through the Hospital Wing doors. Hermione looked up and watched as the Slytherin was followed in by Blaise, Goyle, Crabbe, Harry, Ginny, and Ron. The Gryffindors had large smiles on their faces, as well as confetti in their hairs. A sure sign they'd been partying. Wizards just love Confetti Blasters, a new product from Fred and George.

Ginny threw her arms around Hermione and said, "Congrats! Now I have a little one to spoil."

Blaise shook Draco's hand. "I'd give you a cigar," he said. "But, in your condition, Madam Pomfrey would kill me."

Hermione and Draco stared at the group. "How-" Hermione started, but Pansy waved her hand dismissively.

"We were ease dropping," she said. "Well, Blaise and I were. The others joined us and we told them and waited for you to tell Draco."

Draco blinked and said, "How long were you two out there?"

"Since they brought you in," Blaise said, pulling up a chair and straddling it as he turned it around.

Pansy sat on the bed next to Draco's and said, "Yeah. You know, those floors are hard to kneel on when you're trying to ease-drop on someone. Next time, I'm bringing knee pads."

Hermione laughed a bit and looked up at Harry. He was smiling. Ron, on the other hand, looked a bit awkward. "What's wrong?" she asked.

He blushed and said, "Well, you're pregnant."

"Genius," Pansy said.

Ron frowned at her. "What I mean, is," he said. "I can't force myself to believe...Never mind."

Hermione paused, trying to understand, then burst into laughter. Ron couldn't trick himself into believing she was a virgin, even with her being married. Now, he'd have to know. It was a bit sad, but more funny. So, she laughed.

Draco looked down at her. "I thought I was the one who was suppose to laugh stupidly when on painkillers," he said.

Blaise smiled. "You'll do something else just as stupid, mate," he said. "Those painkillers are fun."

"Know from experience, do you?" Harry said.

For a while, they talked about their own experiences on painkillers, whether muggle or wizard. Pansy was telling them about the time after she'd gotten her wisdom teeth removed, she'd thought her mother's owl was her stuffed cat and had run around the house, trying desperately to get 'Mr. Foofikins' back to her room with her other stuffed animals, when Madam Pomfrey came out of her office and said that they needed to leave and let Draco rest. The group stood up and said their goodbyes.

Hermione started to get up, but Draco gripped her wrist. She smiled softly at him. "You need your rest," she said.

"But I don't want to leave my baby," he said.

"Which one," she joked.

He pulled her close and kissed her lips. She closed her eyes and kissed back, taking pleasure in his touch. But, after a few moments, she pulled back. Draco protested, whining a bit, even. Hermione pushed him down onto the pillows, her hand on his good shoulder. He pleaded with his eyes, but she shook her head. "Get better and then we'll sleep together soon," she said.

"I miss my snuggle buddy," he said, his eyes starting to close.

Hermione chuckled and kissed his forehead. Quietly, she picked up her sweater and followed the others out of the Hospital Wing. The walk back to dorms was passed with a few threats and snide remarks that no one meant.

Hermione parted ways with the Slytherins at her rooms with a smile and a reassurance that she was fine. When the four left her sight, she walked into her rooms and sighed as she saw the bed. It was unmade. Just like Draco to not make it and leave it to House Elves. But, to the creatures, the two were still on their honeymoon, and they didn't come to do the regular things they did to the dorms. They wanted to leave them to themselves. And, for once, Hermione was grateful, for, as she sank into the sheets, the smell of Draco wrapped around her. Sleeping away from him for three days had been hard on her, as love stricken as that sounded.

She pulled a pillow with his scent up to her and hugged it to her chest. Closing her eyes, she breathed in the scent and relaxed. She was missing her snuggle buddy, as well.

AN: I know it's short. I think I should have tacked it on to the last chapter. Well? What do you think? Next chapter...well, i'll leave that for a surprise.