Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. I own the plot though.
A/N: I've explained what's happened in the first chapters. So, read them and then read this.
lots of girls show their beauty because they want the world to see it ;; but others try to hide it, so he'll look for something more...
On with the Story
Hermione was extremely disappointed. For ten months, she would have to sleep in the same bed as Malfoy. Complete and utter horror, she thought. She was, as of now, lying in the bed with Malfoy, trying to sleep. Trying being the word. After what seemed like hours she finally drifted off to dreamland.
The next morning, Draco Malfoy awoke to Granger checking her stomach out in the mirror across from their bed.
"What are you doing?" he asked, sitting up.
She quickly pulled her shirt down and faced him. "I was seeing if anything had happened to me since I drank the potion yesterday."
"Well, you are looking a bit fat around the middle, but you were always like that so I wouldn't worry, Mudblood."
Hermione huffed and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door.
"So, how is it living with her anyways?" asked Blaise, buttering his toast.
"Complete bullocks," replied Draco. "The situation is much worse now that we have to sleep in the same bed in the same room together. She kicked me fairly hard last night."
Blaise chuckled. "I would have too."
"Well, how is it with you and the Patil girl then?"
Blaise sighed. "Not too well. She hates me. She yelled at me for quite some time, saying it was my fault that she couldn't be partnered up with you. It was a load of bullocks."
Draco snorted. "Well, at least we know nothing good can come from this."
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Across the room at the Gryffindor table, Hermione was having a similar conversation involving her, a red-headed girl, a green eyed boy and an ass of an ex-boyfriend.
"So, how is it living with him?" asked Ginny, climbing over the benches to sit down.
Hermione groaned. "It was way better when we had two different rooms, but now I have to sleep in the same bed as him! "
"I wouldn't mind that," Ginny replied, winking at Hermione. At the boys' gasp, she continued, "He's grown up over the past few years, physically, and well, every girl in school has noticed it, me included."
Hermione turned her nose up at this. "I don't think he is the least bit attractive."
"Thanks Hermione, for being the only sane girl in Hogwarts," spoke Ron from across the table.
"Was I speaking to you, Ronald? No, so just mind your business and go find your tramp of a girlfriend!" snapped Hermione. "Now, if you don't mind, I have a class to go to." And with that, she left.
At the end of the day, she returned to her dorms to find Malfoy pacing in the common area. He angrily looked up when she walked in.
"Where have you been, Mudblood?" he sneered. "We need to plan the Halloween Ball."
Hermione ignored the mudblood comment. "Excuse me, unlike some people, I have a class last period."
"Well, get your ass over here so we can work on it. I want to spend the least amount of time with you as possible."
By the end of three hours, they had gotten most of the planning done. The Halloween Ball would be a Masquerade Ball and it would run from seven p.m. to eleven p.m. for the fourth years and above. Their would be a DJ that would play both muggle and wizardry music. Their would also be small tables that would seat eight, two students from each house for House Unity, and the middle of the Great Hall would be a dance floor.
The two of them walked to their room, got dressed and went to bed.
"Granger! Wake up already!" called a voice from above her.
She turned over in bed, opening her eyes and then squinting them because of the sunlight. She groaned. "What?"
"We're going to Hogsmeade today, remember? It's for all the seventh years. We're supposed to find things to decorate the baby's room with," answered Draco.
"Fine, I'll go get ready," Hermione replied, getting up and walking into the washroom.
Draco was waiting patiently in the common area for twenty minutes when the click of a door behind me, shook him out of his daydreaming. He turned to see Granger dressed in jeans and sweatshirt with her hair in a messy bun.
"Let's go," she said, and they were off.
They walked to Hogsmeade in silence. When they arrived they were stopped by Hannah Abbot.
"Oh Mione, you have got to check out this store. It has everything you could ever want for a baby and unfortunately, the owner gave us these look-a-like babies, which act like real babies, so we could, you know, practice. Isn't it wonderful?" mumbled Hannah, who lead the two to Magical Baby Bonanza.
When they went inside, Hannah left to go find Harry, leaving Hermione, alone, with Malfoy.
"Did you catch any of what she said?" asked Draco.
"Not really. But I think she said something about getting a practice baby," replied Hermione. "Let's look around."
Two hours and five shopping bags later, Draco and Hermione arrived at the Heads Tower, exhausted. Oh and don't forget about the practice baby, which was nestled in Hermione's arms.
The baby had finally gotten to sleep after bawling it's head off for twenty minutes. Hermione placed the baby in the play pen and sat herself on the couch. "I think I'll sleep down here for tonight, incase the baby wakes up," she said to Malfoy.
He shrugged. "Whatever." He left for the bedroom.
Hermione yawned and stretched herself out on the couch, pulling the blanket over herself. I hope he becomes better at this she thought.
I hope he does too thought Fate.
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