Last time:

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.

Now:

The next morning, Hermione woke up to the feeling of someone rubbing her stomach. She opened her eyes to see Draco's hand moving slowly over her tight belly, with his face extremely close to it, suddenly Draco started to talk so she shut her eyes to see what he said.

Draco looked up to Hermione, she still appeared to be sleeping, so he decided to take the plunge.

"Hey in there, I'm your dad." he paused for a minute "I was an ass to your mum throughout school, but we still managed to create you through everything." He went quiet for a minute, "I want you, I really do... but your mum may not let you have my name – you may end up a Potter." suddenly the baby kicked hard, and Draco started to laugh "I feel the same way, trust me."

he looked up to see if Hermione was awake from the force of the baby's kick, once satisfied that she stayed asleep, he continued "Look I'm going to do everything in my power to take care of you and your mum, I was raised with views of an idiot and I'm trying to change that. I want you and your mum more then anything I've wanted in a long time, I just hope she accepts me."

Hermione was struggling not to cry, with hormones going nuts and Draco showing emotion she didn't think he had, she had to do something to make him stop before he knew she was listening. She shifted slightly, making Draco fling himself back down on the bed and close his eyes.

She sat up and brushed her hand over Draco's face, pushing some hair out of the way. Draco's hand remained on her stomach and she moved her hand to cover his. She held it there for a few minutes before the baby decided to kick her in the bladder and send her running for the bathroom.

Draco laid there thinking of what just happened, he was happy she didn't push his hand away and smiled. He heard the shower start, so he pulled on his boxers and went for the kitchen, intending on making her breakfast.

He pulled out the eggs, bacon and some bread for toast. He pulled out everything else he would need and went to work, the eggs were scrambled and ready to be cooked, the skillet on the stove heating for the bacon and four slices of bread pulled out ready for toasting. Just as he started to pour the eggs in the pan, the door bell rang.

Thinking nothing about it, he answered the door and came face to face with Harry and Ron.

"What the hell are you still doing here Malfoy?" Harry asked, irritated

"I'm cooking breakfast for the mother of MY child, is there a problem?" he replied with just as much irritation.

"What the hell are you doing in your boxers?" Ron asked with a slight whine to his voice.

Draco smirked " Because I don't like to cook naked – now either come in or go away, Hermione's in the shower and I'm making breakfast."

Harry walked in past Draco while Ron followed, making sure he bumped into him, not wanting this whole thing to blow up, Draco ignored Ron's actions and went back to the kitchen. A few minutes later Hermione walked from the bathroom in robe, "Draco that smells wonderful" she said walking down the hallway. When she reached the living room, she stopped dead in her tracks meeting the glares from the boys.

"What the hell are you doing here Ron? YOU disowned me remember?"

"I was coming to forgive you, but I see you fucked the ferret again."

"It's none of your business you git." Harry stood up with his hand out reached to silence the bicker pair.

"Why would you sleep with him again, he wont even take responsibility for this baby?" Harry asked, trying to be the voice of reason.

"It just happened, and he does want to take the responsibility." she replied

Ron stood up, "I'm leaving, she just keeps getting worse." and walked out the door without looking back. Harry sat back down, "I'll give him a chance, but I'll be here when he lets you down."

Draco walked from the kitchen with two plates full of food, "I don't plan to let her down Potter, I'm going to do the best I can."

Harry eyed him with a quirked eyebrow, "Well I guess only time will tell." he kissed Hermione on the cheek, "I'll owl you tonight" and walked out of the apartment.

"Well that went well." she said with a sigh, Draco chuckled, "You missed the weasel's face when I opened the door, he looked like an over grown carrot."

Hermione couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Draco, where do we go from here?" she said looking down.

"I don't know, but I enjoyed spending time with you last night and find myself wanting to be around you more."

She nodded, "I did too, who would have thought we could actually get along."

"Personally, I say we just take things one day at a time and see how things work out on their own."

She agreed and they continued to eat breakfast and talk long into the morning.