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Chapter 2
Hermione's P.O.V.
I couldn't believe it.
Draco Malfoy came to my rescue.
He punched out one of the rude men who was bothering me.
I was so blessed, but at the same time really freaked out.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Thank you Draco." I said.
"You're welcome." He said.
I sat on my suitcase, which was now located in the middle of the road.
"He's going to kill me." I said in my matter of fact voice.
At that moment, I couldn't help it.
I had to let out all the tears that I had been holding in.
They came hard and fast.
I hated crying in front of Draco, but I couldn't help it anymore.
And plus, these pregnancy hormones were killing me from the inside out.
Draco's P.O.V.
She was crying.
I hated crying.
"Who's going to kill you?" I asked.
She suddenly stopped crying and stood up.
"Thank you for helping me, but I don't want to bother you anymore." She said.
"You're not a bother." I said.
Did I really just say that?
She stopped and looked at me, as if she was thinking about what to say next.
"My father." She said.
I nodded.
"And why is he going to kill you?" I asked.
She sniffed her nose.
"I'm pregnant and I'm not married." She said.
I couldn't believe it.
Hermione pregnant was an image I just could not see.
She slowly got up and picked up her suitcase.
"Again, thanks for the help. I'll be on my way now." She said as she started walking up the road.
I watched as she walked away.
I couldn't just let her go like this.
I felt like I needed to help her.
"Hermione wait!" I yelled.
Hermione's P.O.V.
I stopped and turned as Draco yelled for me to wait.
He caught up to me and stopped to catch his breath.
"Maybe I can help." He said.
"How can you help? Why would you help?" I asked.
Draco sighed.
"Hermione, If I ever deserved that question it would be now, but honestly, after all I have ever put you through, growing up, it's the least I can do." He said.
I waited.
"And what would you do to help?" I asked.
"Well, Hermione, I am going to pretend to be your husband who is going to leave you." He said.
I sighed.
"That's just so crazy." I said.
Draco smiled. His eyes were shining blue crystals and made me melt away. I quickly shook myself out of it.
"It's just so crazy it might work." He said.
Draco's P.O.V.
My idea had to work.
After everything I had ever put Hermione through.
This would be the way to redeem myself.
I would pretend to be her husband who would visit with her, and then leave her the next day, with a note saying that I was never coming back. It was a winning situation.
Her father would be happy and then Hermione wouldn't get into trouble with her father.
I could go back to my perfect bachelor life, and not have the guilt of what I had done to Hermione in the past, weighing on my shoulders.
We walked for what seemed like an hour.
Hermione was looking tired, so I decided to carry her suitcase for her.
We continued to walk and then suddenly, we stopped.
"Why did you stop?" I asked.
Hermione smiled.
"Because we're here." She said.
I looked ahead to see the biggest house I had ever seen.
It was even bigger than my own house.
Hermione Granger was rich!