A/N: hey people! I know it has been a while since I updated but I've been busy, we recently just had school holidays and yeah. Ok I know that most of you read the last chapter and thought WTF! But I did it because they really need to get a move on seriously, if I kept carrying on the way I did then they would start liking each other in like chapter 55 or something. I mean they don't like each other yet but you know…I can't say anything without giving anything away. I'm going to do my best to make this chapter as long as possible…just bare with me. Now on with the story:

Chapter 15: Dragon Pox

Draco walked into the bedroom again at about one thirty in the morning. He looked over to the bed and saw that Hermione was, obviously, sleeping. Stupid mudblood he thought inside his head. He didn't know why but he she was the one he probably hated the most out of the fucking Golden Trio. Potty and Weasel were assholes, but none of them got to him the way she did. The way she bossed people around, the way she walked around thinking she was better than everyone else, the way she always had an answer to everything you shoved under her nose…he could go on forever. But something about her now was different to what she was like when they were at Hogwarts. He didn't know what, but it was something. Sighing he climbed into bed and blew out the single candle illuminating the room.

After about fifteen minutes of just lying there, Draco realised that he wasn't sleepy. He looked over to Hermione. Something about her looking so peaceful suddenly bothered him. For some reason he couldn't stand her just lying there in her own world, not looking at him the way she did, with pure loathing in her eyes, or not yelling at him for pointless little things. There was a second where he actually considered shaking her awake, but resisted. He then turned his back to her. Realising that sleep had completely escaped him he got out of bed, pulled on his nightgown and walked out onto the balcony and looked at the clear night sky. He thought about the proposal he had made earlier. It had bothered her as much as it had bothered him. But there was nothing he could do. He had to admit that he'd been a little harsh when he said that they didn't need to have a big celebration, but what was there to celebrate? They weren't in love, neither of them were happy with the decision, they were simply doing it to make themselves legal. What was the point of celebrating that? And what would Granger say to her friends? That she was getting married to Draco Malfoy their worst enemy? If anything, he was just making things easier for her, but did she understand that? No, of course not! He thought it was probably some crazy idea chicks had about living "happily ever after". There was probably not one man on this Earth that knew the exact functioning of the crazy female mind. Draco stood there for about an hour emersed in his own thoughts before going to bed.

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Hermione woke up the next morning feeling thoroughly refreshed. She looked around to see that Draco was, thankfully, asleep. She got up out of bed to take a bath. She filled it up with different kinds of bubbles and perfumes that came out of the taps, similar to the Prefect bathrooms at Hogwarts. Sinking into the water she thought about last night. Malfoy had proposed, sure it hadn't been exciting or anything but he had still done it. Why didn't he want to have a big celebration? Wouldn't it be better? Wouldn't people think that they were happy that way and the whole situation would be a lot more believable? She would never understand what went on in Malfoy's corrupted mind. But then there was another problem, what was she going to tell he r friends? She hasn't ever told them who Nick's real father was, they'd have probably killed her and then killed Malfoy. She would have to figure out something. She stayed in the bath for another half hour before she got out and walked back into the bedroom fully dressed. Draco was still in bed. Strange, she thought, he's normally awake by now. Oh well, I like him better this way.

Hermione walked to Nick's bedroom to find that he was awake and was playing with his toys. 'Morning Nick' she said.

'Morning Mummy!'

'Nick I think you need a bath'

'But Mummy!'

'No buts young man, come on, quickly!'

'Ok Mummy' and with that Nick ran into his bathroom. As he pulled of his clothes he noticed two bright red spots on his stomach that had not been there the previous night. 'Mummy!' he yelled panicking as three more spots appeared.

'What's wrong honey' said Hermione casually, she was used to Nick's unnecessary outbursts he got them from Draco. But when looked at Nick, these thoughts vanished immediately. 'Oh my God!' she screeched running up to Nick and examining him. 'Nick I think you've got the Dragon Pox!' she said panicking. Quickly she helped Nick back into his pyjamas and ran back to her bedroom.

When she got there, Hermione shook Draco awake and yelled 'Malfoy get up!'

'Wazzamatta?'

'GET UP! We need to get to the hospital'

'Why? Did you finally loose your mind' mumbled Draco, rubbing his eyes

'NO! Nick's got the Dragon Pox!'

'How do you know?' asked Draco annoyed

'I just happen to be a healer, but that is besides the point…look!' replied Hermione pointing to Nick who was in her arms. His face was sprouting spots everywhere.

'Holy shit!' cried Draco jumping out of bed and started to get dressed.

Five minutes later they reached St Mungo's. Both Hermione and Draco stood by Nick's bedside as the Healer did an examination of him. 'It is definitely Dragon Pox like you said Healer Granger. As you would know they are not very easy to treat, Nick could be here for at least two weeks.'

'Two weeks!' yelled Draco 'but-'

Hermione cut him off by saying 'we understand, thank you very much.'

'Ok then I'll just go and quickly get the applicatory potion that you need. It needs to be applied every half hour, but why am I wasting my time even explaining, you obviously know all this' said the Healer smiling 'may I ask why you resigned?'

'I believe that is none of your business' said Draco before Hermione could say anything. She did give him a good hard kick in the shin when the Healer had apologised countless times and left. He returned two minutes later with the potions. He left them trusting Hermione to give them to Nick as required.

'Why do you have to bee such an asshole Malfoy?' said Hermione when Nick was fast asleep

'How was I an asshole?'

'You didn't have to be so rude and just go out and say, "That's none of your business"'

'But it isn't!'

'So?'

'So…I just thought I'd inform him of that, he clearly couldn't figure out for himself'

'He was just trying to make a friendly conversation'

'Why? He's a Healer, his job is to heal people not sit around chatting all day'

'You're so difficult!'

'And?'

Hermione just rolled her eyes.

'What does he mean that the Dragon pox will take two weeks to cure?'

'That's how long the treatment is Malfoy'

'But why?'

'How am I supposed to know?'

'You're supposed to be smart Granger!'

'Just shut up'

'I think that dude liked you'

'What on earth makes you say that?' asked Hermione her eyes widening

'Oh but why am I telling you this Healer Granger…you already know' said Draco mimicking the Healer 'he seemed really fond of you Granger'

'All because you're fond of someone doesn't mean you fancy them'

'Oh really?'

'Yeah!'

'Whatever, but if the Dragon Pox last two weeks how are we supposed to get married?'

'Well I am pretty sure you can postpone it, after all it isn't like it's such a big deal anyway'

'Look Granger I'm doing it for your own benefit'

'What may I ask are you doing for my benefit?'

'Well if we get married quietly you won't have to face your stupid little friends'

'Oh pur-lease Malfoy, don't you dare try to make it sound like you actually care about my friends and me and anyway I'll have to face them someday won't I and what will I tell them then? I think they're reactions will be a lot worse if I tell them after wards'

'Then tell them now!'

'Tell them what? That I'm getting married to my worst enemy?'

'Just tell them it's because of Nick or something'

'In case you didn't know Malfoy, my friends don't know that you're actually Nick's father'

'What?'

'You didn't honestly think I'd tell them did you?'

'Then what did you tell them?'

'That I was really drunk that night and I didn't know what happened and that there was no way I would ever get an abortion no matter who the father was'

'And they believed you?'

'Of course! Why wouldn't they believe me?'

'So you just lied to them'

'Yes I did but I always had an intention of telling them the truth'

'Then tell them the truth now'

'It isn't that simple'

'Why not?'

'You're behaving exactly like you did when we had to tell Nick that you were his dad'

'So? I'll behave however I want to behave. I unlike you don't like to keep things cooped up inside of me and do you remember how Nick reacted when he found out, he was thrilled!'

'Well I can guarantee you that my friends will be far from thrilled when they find out'

'I don't care about you or your bloody friends'

'Well you better start caring or-'

'Or what huh?'

'Or I won't marry you'

'Don't marry me then'

'But I thought you said-'

'I know what I said Granger. If you don't want to marry me then fine. I'll just throw you out onto the street and you'll have nowhere to go'

'You wouldn't dare'

'Oh believe me I would'

'Fine I will marry you but don't think it's coz' I'm sacred of you or something'

'Whatever'

'So you're going to postpone it then?'

'I'll obviously have to'

'Aren't you going to go to work?'

'No!'

'Why not?'

'I don't feel like it'

'Why?'

'My son is lying sick in bed and you expect me to go to work. Honestly Granger I thought you were better than that'

'I was just saying'

'Well then don't say'

'How hard is it to have a bloody conversation with you'

'Very' said Draco smirking

Hermione just rolled her eyes.

'I'm hungry' said Draco out of the blue

'Yeah so am I'

'I'll go get us something to eat. You want anything specific Granger?'

'No it's fine, just get me whatever you're having'

'Ok then' and with that Draco walked out of the room only to return fifteen minutes later. They ate in silence. Draco was staring at the ceiling and Hermione was staring at Nick, when suddenly his eyes fluttered open.

'Mummy?'

'Yes dear' said Hermione immediately jumping to his side

'Mummy I don't feel good' he replied scratching one of his spots

'Don't touch it dear, it'll make it worse'

'But Mummy it hurts'

'I know it hurt but…Draco has it been half an hour since I applied the potion?'

'Yeah I think it had' said Draco who had stopped staring at the ceiling at was now looking at Nick and Hermione.

'Good' said Hermione taking the bright purple bottle from the top of Nick's bedside table and applying it all over Nick's body. When she was done, Hermione made him eat something before giving him the potion for fever. After a while of just sitting there Nick began to cry.

'Mummy I wanna go home!' he wailed

'We can't go home yet dear, the Healer said that they need to check that you're ok then we can go home ok'

'But I wanna go home now'

'Why can't we take him home Granger? They know you can treat him there'

'I know but-'

'I'll go ask' said Draco walking out of the room.

'Draco!' called Hermione but he didn't listen. Typical, she thought sighing and tried to quieten down Nick. Draco came back with their Healer who looked over Nick once more before saying:

'I think you are more than capable of taking care of your son, after all you are very experienced'

'Thank you' said Hermione ignoring Draco who was standing behind the Healer his eyebrow raised. Then when he left she said 'I seriously hate you Malfoy'

'I mate to say I told you so, but I told you so' replied Draco laughing. He picked Nick up who nuzzled his head into Draco's shoulder and fell asleep. Hermione gathered the three potion bottles lying on the bedside table and along side Draco she walked out of the room.

A/N: There you go people. That's it for now. I would write more but it is like 3:43 in the morning right now and I really must get to bed. Lmao. But here is a little excerpt from our profile for you amusement:

The Adventures of The Evil Sheep

The Orange Jelly Thing

One day at school each of the Evil Sheep found 50 cents in their bags and thought let's go and buy one of those 50-cent icy poles they sell at the cafeteria. When they got there ES1 bought a rainbow coloured one and ES2 bought an orange one. The rainbow was delicious but the orange one had some tasteless jelly stuff in it. So after they had finished their icy poles ES2 said to ES1 'you have to try the one i had'. ES1 thought meh! Might, as well there's nothing better to do. So they went back to the cafeteria and bought the icy poles they had before. ES1 got the orange and ES2 got the rainbow. When ES1 got to the jelly thing she nearly choked on it. By this time the Evil Sheep had been joined by their other friends and one of them suggested that ES1 put the jelly thing on the floor to see how people would react. After playing with it for a while (eg shoving it in people's faces etc etc) ES1 put it on the ground. People just walked by it not even noticing it so in the end ES1 got angry and aggressive and stamped on the jelly. Finally they got a reaction (YAY!). A group came up to it and this girl yelled 'OMG that is so gross...it looks like egg!' The Evil Sheep and their friends cracked up laughing. But then, unfortunately, the bell rang and they had to go to class.

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