Hellloooo darlings! Here is chapter three of my story. I think I know which direction I am going with it, but I would still love to hear feedback. I would like to add more lemons eventually! I am open to ideas for the story, so PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW

*********NOTE I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY HARRY POTTER CHARACTER OR STORY AND I GIVE FULL CREDIT TO J.K. ROWLING*********

"How have you been, Vivienne? I haven't seen you in ages!" Hermione beamed as she and Ron came to a halt in front of them. She was absolutely glowing as she absentmindedly rubbed her hand over her protruding belly. Beside her, Ron was as tall as ever, but had filled out in the five years since Hogwarts. Vivienne couldn't help but smile back at Hermione as she looked at the pair of her old friends. While she had never been particularly close with Ron, she had spent many a night cooped up in the library with Hermione. Their shared passion for excellent grades was the foundation for a pleasant and congenial friendship.

"I—I mean we have been doing fabulous!" Vivienne replied, instinctively including her husband. He placed a hand on his torso, and leaned against him only to realize he was still stiff as a board beside her. She knew her husband was no longer her sweet Draco, but instead had reverted to his old Malfoy ways. "Draco just got a promotion at the Ministry and now he is assistant to the senior understudy to the Minister!"

"So you're the assistant of an assistant?" Ron smirked, testing the waters.

Draco's hand instinctively twitched towards his wand, but Hermione chided her husband and the small action went unnoticed. Draco's tempter was reaching a near boiling point. He was absolutely furious that his wife was not only friends with his former enemies, but now she is INSISTING he casually talk to them as if they had no past. And there they were in front of him, gloating in their happiness while last nights confrontation was still fresh on his mind. Hermione's pregnancy made him sneer in disgust.

"How far along are you?" Vivienne cautiously asked, trying to ease the tension of the situation.

"About seven months now! This is our first, but we plan on having several more in the future." Hermione smiled serenely, and Ron kissed the top of her head. It was enough to make Draco feel physically ill.

"Better hope its not a ginger like its father, eh Granger?" Draco scoffed haughtily, nodding in her direction.

"Actually, I took Ron's last name when we got married, Draco," Hermione replied as her smile faltered. Even though she was trying to take the high road and not stoop to his level, Ron took the bait.

"Pay some respect to my wife, Malfoy," Ron spat back. "You know, she still has scars from that horrid Aunt of yours, may she rest in pieces."

Although Draco had never particularly cared for his aunt, Bellatrix, this last jab at his family sent him over the edge and he immediately grabbed for his wand. Ron, however, was just as quick and soon the pair were glaring at each other, wands poised and ready.

Hermione and Vivienne immediately burst out in protest and tried to console their outraged husbands. After a few hurried apologies and horrified glances, the two couples split up and walked in opposite directions down the street.

"I cannot—I just—How could—" was all Vivienne could manage as she marched through Diagon Alley, dragging her husband by the hand behind her.

"Oh, come on! You can't possibly blame me!" Draco snapped in defense. "He egged me on. And that Mudblood, did you see her?"

Vivienne stopped and turned so fast that Draco nearly ran into her. "Don't you talk about my friends like that. Times have changed Draco, and I thought you had too." And with that, Vivienne ended their conversation and refused to speak to her husband until they were home.

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