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Chapter 26: Surprises, Surprises and More Surprises!

SMASH! The beautiful crystal vase smashed against the wall behind Ginny.

'Harry! What the HELL is going on?' she asked running over to her boyfriend, taking the large china plate from him forcibly 'calm down and tell me what happened' she said placing a hand on his chest.

Though Ginny had managed to stop Harry from throwing anything that came within hand's reach, he was still shaking uncontrollably out of anger, his face so red that he would have put his Uncle Vernon to shame. Ginny silently led him over to the couch, literally pushed him down onto it and conjured up a glass of water, which Harry gulped down furiously as though every single droplet had done him a great personal harm.

'Now Harry' said Ginny, as though talking to a five year old 'what happened?'

'Stupid…fucking…wait…bloody…ferret…' growled Harry, not making any sense at all.

'Sorry Harry could you repeat that?' asked Ginny in the same tone

'LOOK AT THIS' Harry finally managed to get out as he shoved a crumpled up piece of pink parchment under Ginny's nose.

She took it and upon seeing the first line her eyebrows shot up considerably, burying themselves in her short red fringe. She read the parchment not uttering a word; not giving Harry a reason to yell, yet. She finished reading and looked up at Harry then back at the parchment; it was a wedding invitation for Hermione and Malfoy's wedding:

Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley,

I Narcissa Malfoy would like you to join the wedding celebrations of:

HERMIONE JANE GRANGER

&

DRACO XAVIER MALFOY

…

The rest just gave the details of the venue and time. To say Ginny was shocked would be an understatement. She didn't understand what Malfoy could have possibly done to make Hermione fall in love with and marry him.

'Well?' breathed Harry dangerously next to her

'Well what?'

'Ginny don't tell me you aren't shocked by this, because I can see it on your face'.

'Harry, there has to be an explanation for all of this, we have to give her a chance to explain'

'Explain what? Huh? That she's completely and utterly in love with that ugly twisted ferret, I don't think so'

Ginny just sighed, it was no use, and she knew she'd only anger him further by sticking up for Hermione. Just then Ron came bursting in through the front door, making both Harry and Ginny jump.

'Did you guys…did you guys get this?' he said trying to catch his breath and held up an invitation exactly like the one on Ginny's hand, only addressed to Ronald Weasley.

'Yes' said Ginny calmly holding up her own invitation.

'I can't believe this, what the fuck did I miss here?' huffed Ron collapsing into the armchair closest to him.

'I agree' said Harry, his face looking as though he could insult Malfoy with every swear word known to mankind but Ginny stopped him by putting a hand on his arm.

'I think that we need to pay Hermione a visit and ask her to tell us exactly what the hell is going on'

'I agree with Ginny' said Ron, for once being the bigger man of the situation

Harry fumed but agreed anyways. They decided that they would visit Hermione the following morning.

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Meanwhile back at the Manor, things weren't going all too well for the Malfoy's. The designer for Hermione's dress had said it would take him longer than she presumed, generally meaning that it would not be ready in time. Hermione had known it would be better just to get a normal, simple dress, but of course Narcissa as well as Draco insisted that it be custom made simply because "Malfoy's deserve the best" as the two so rightly put it. Yeah well Malfoy's and their prissy assed attitudes were proving to be really unhelpful right now, thought Hermione staring at Draco's backside as he leant over, his head sticking the green flames of the fireplace.

'You promised that it would be ready by the thirty-first' Hermione heard Draco yell over the flu 'what the fuck happened?' The designer must have replied because the next thing Draco said shocked Hermione right out of her skin: 'I will pay you a thousand galleons extra, just get it done in time' and with that he pulled his head out of the fireplace, running a hand trough it to get rid of the non-existent ash.

'Draco, have you gone completely mental?'

'What?'

'You're paying him an extra thousand?'

'So?'

'Draco, the bloody thing already costed ten thousand galleons, let alone you adding another thousand to it.'

'It has to be done in time, you don't want to get married naked do you…actually that wouldn't be so bad now you come to think of it' said Draco, a sly grin crossing his lips.

Hermione slapped him playfully on the arms before laughing. Draco laughed too. He pulled her in to a hug and nuzzled into her neck. 'How're you feeling?'

'I'm fine' replied Hermione 'I think it was just a bit of food poisoning'

Draco nodded in response. He was referring to that morning when he asked how Hermione was feeling; she had run to the bathroom twice and thrown up once before breakfast and once after. Suddenly Hermione was hit by a wave of déjà vu as she remembered back to the time when she found out she was pregnant with Nick. She had thrown up, thought it was food poisoning, and…Hermione gasped out loud. Draco pulled back and looked at her

'What's wrong?' he asked looking at her worriedly

Hermione didn't reply she just started at him with wide eyes. It made perfect sense, neither she nor Draco had used a contraceptive charm when they had had sex, and she hadn't had her period in over a month.

'Are you ok Hermione?'

'Oh my god' breathed Hermione

'What's wrong Hermione?' asked Draco seriously panicking now

Hermione clapped a hand over her mouth before looking at Draco 'I don't feel too good' she said before running to the bathroom. Draco ran after her to find her bent over the toilet, her hair falling to the sides of her face. Draco quickly rushed over to her and grabbed her hair, holding it high above her head as she vomited incredibly. After she was done Hermione got up, brushed her teeth and looked at Draco.

'What is going on Hermione, I think you need a Healer, I'll call Saint Mungo's right now and-'

'Draco, Saint Mungo's is not necessary, I know what's wrong' said Hermione looking at the floor, the marble tile's had never been more interesting.

'What?'

'I think I'm pregnant Draco'

'WHAT?'

Hermione just nodded before walking out the room into their bedroom and grabbed her wand from the bedside table. Draco followed her every move, his eyes wide in shock and his mouth hanging slightly open. He closed it when he saw Hermione lift up her shirt to reveal her stomach, and pointed her wand at it.

'What are you doing?' he asked grabbing her wrist

'Testing if I really am pregnant'

'Oh'

'What did you think I was doing?' asked Hermione raising an eyebrow

'Nothing' said Draco blushing 'just do it'

So Hermione did, still pointing her wand at her stomach, she muttered a complex charm. The results were positive. Both Draco and Hermione stared at each other in shock before a grin appeared on Draco's face as scooped Hermione into his arms and twirled her around.

'We're going to have a baby!' he laughed as they both fell onto the bed, Hermione on top. She was laughing as well by now and quickly pecked him on the lips. Draco's just kept grinning, playing with her hair.

'I honestly didn't expect you to be happy' said Hermione shyly, fiddling with Draco's top button.

'Why not' he asked 'now I can catch up on everything that I missed out on with Nick'

Hermione didn't reply just kissed him passionately. Just then Narcissa walked into the bedroom. Draco and Hermione sat up quickly, blushing slightly.

'Draco, have you dealt with the dress situation?' asked Narcissa casually

'Yes Mother, it will be ready in time'

'Good. Now-'

'Mother there is something Hermione and I have to tell you'

'What is that?'

Draco looked at Hermione, who nodded, before saying 'we're going to have a baby'

Narcissa gasped before squealing and throwing her arms around Draco 'oh my baby's all grown up!' she said a single tear rolling down her face 'That's wonderful news darling!' then she let go of Draco and turned to Hermione pulling her into an equally bone breaking hug. 'How far along are you dear?' she asked.

'About a month' replied Hermione, when Narcissa finally let go.

Narcissa squealed once more before waltzing out the room to ask the house elves to prepare a celebratory feast. Hermione grinned at Draco, who grinned back, little did they know that in about an hour or so they would be facing the biggest challenge of their life, telling Nick.

A/N: Ta da! There we go people! Now review!!!!