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A/N: Warning for all under 18, this chapter contains sex, not responsible for anyone who ignores this.
Last time:
Draco stood shocked at what had just happened, first , she hadn't turned Harry down on the name business and then she takes him home to do only god knows what. The way things were going, he was just sure the baby would end up a Potter. He also couldn't understand the sudden jolt of jealousy that went through his body as the door closed behind them. He didn't really want her, he just wanted the baby...right?
Now:
Draco couldn't understand the feeling that washed over him, he felt like he was being kicked in the stomach as he watched the door close. "I have to stop this" he thought to himself. Draco paced back in forth, trying to come up with a reason to interrupt whatever was going to take place in the apartment.
The light bulb went off in his head, "The crib" Draco rushed off in a hurry back to the baby store. Within five minutes he had bought the crib, shrunk it down and rushed back to Hermione's apartment.
He flew up the steps and started knocking with vengeance, gods he hoped he wasn't to late. The door opened and Draco came face to face with Harry.
"Hermione, It's Malfoy." he yelled over his shoulder. Draco could hear a muttering from the other room but couldn't understand what was being said. Harry glanced at Draco and moved over to the side so he could come in.
Draco waltzed in the door, proud that he had stopped anything that would have taken place, and took a seat on the old couch. Hermione walked out from the bathroom in a nightgown. Draco quirked his eyebrow, "Going to bed already Hermione?"
She shook her head, "Clothing has become uncomfortable lately?" she paused "What are you doing here?"
Draco smirked, "I bought something for our baby." looking at Harry while emphasizing the word our.
Causing Harry to roll his eyes.
Harry walked over to Hermione and kissed her on the cheek. "I'll let you deal with him. I'll send you an owl."
Hermione nodded as Harry walked passed Draco without a word and left the apartment.
Draco was jumping for joy on the inside, he had foiled their romp in the sack.
"Okay, now that you've ruined my chances of ... never mind. What did you buy?" she said clearly annoyed that she was going to have to suffer even longer.
Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny box. He sat the box on the ground and stepped back, muttering a spell under his breath. The box grew to it's original size and Hermione gasped.
"How did you know that was the crib I wanted?" she asked walking towards the box with an open mouth.
"I watched you practically drool over it in the store, I can be observant you know."
Hermione didn't respond -- instead she started to opened the box and stare down at the many, many parts that lay in the box and sighed.
Draco smiled, this was his chance to make her realize that he would help her.
"Don't get you knickers in a twist, I'll put it together. You just sit down and relax." Hermione was shocked at his offer, but sat down while he went to work.
Two hours later, the crib was still no where close to looking like it should, Hermione was practically doubled over in laughter at the language streaming from Draco's mouth.
"I guess you have a better way? By the way your laughing I hope you do."
Hermione finally able to set up straight as the laughing subsided, said one word to him "Magic"
Draco cursed himself for not thinking of it sooner. He stepped back and whispered a spell, but nothing happened.
"Okay brains, what spell should I use?" Hermione giggled at the name
She pointed her wand at the crib, saying another spell that didn't work. Draco walked over to grab the instructions and began to read.
"Congratulations on you new purchase of the finest crib available, it is designed for it's elegance and the circular shape helps with it sturdiness." blah, blah , blah he said while he continued to read. When he got to the last sentence he groaned "Crib cannot be put together by magic."
Hermione was taken over by a fit of laughter once again, even snorting once, causing Draco to burst out laughing along with her.
The pair decided to combine their efforts and work together. Three hours later, the crib was almost completely together and Hermione and Draco were still laughing and having a good time.
It took another thirty minutes, but the crib was together. They walked over to the ratty couch and sat, looking at the crib that caused so many curse words, laughs and snorts. It seemed that with everything they went through, they had forgotten who they were with, to anyone looking in on them – it would seem that they were a happy couple.
Apparently they had forgotten who they were with. Hermione snaked her hand up Draco's chest and wrapped it around the back of his head, pulling him into a kiss. Much to his surprise, he kissed back, almost like it was natural.
It didn't take long before hormones had taken over and Hermione and Draco's clothes lay in a pile on the floor. Even being pregnant, Draco was easily able to lift her and carry her to the bed, being careful not to hurt her.
Both had realized what they were doing and with who, but neither cared. Much like the first time, their bodies had taken over.
Draco was taking his time and started to caress the witch, who was responding very passionately. Hermione put her hand over Draco's, "I need you now" it was more of a command then request. Draco didn't need to be told twice and swiftly but carefully pulled her down to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees. He didn't want to risk putting pressure on her so he would have to empathize.
He slowly pushed into her, making her moan immediately, sending a tingling sensation down his spine. He pumped slowly, letting her set the pace which much to his surprise she kept increasing. It didn't take long before both were grunting and groaning with pleasure as both felt like they were getting closer to climax. Draco suddenly pulled out and flipped her to her hands and knees , where he quickly reentered. The new angle set her almost over the edge as she started to rotate her hips, making Draco let out a long moan. He continued to pump in an out, "Draco...I'm ...Going" her speech went silent as she started to convulse around him, he reached around, giving her swollen clit a light pinch, he felt her walls tighten against him, milking him tightly, sending him over the edge with her.
Both were panting heavily as they lay down in the bed next to each other, unable to move, they both fell into a deep sleep, arms and legs tangled around each other.
