Monday:
Draco opened the front door to their house cautiously after not seeing Hermione this morning before he left for work, but as he entered the house he was met with silence.
"Hermione?" He called, taking off his tie as he walked through the lounge towards their bedroom, sticking his head in the kitchen to check she wasn't hidden in there. She wasn't there but he could smell cooking and saw that the oven contained a covered plate. At least she had left him some food.
He continued his path to the bedroom and when he entered he saw his wife had her back to him as she pulled a blue vest top over her naked torso. As she began to turn around his eyes drifted to her...tiny shorts. They were a flannel material with pink and blue lines running across them. He could see the full expanse of her creamy legs as she stood barefoot in front of him. Now she was fully turned around he wandered his line of vision back up to her face but, for a second, got stuck on her chest. Gone was the support bra Hermione liked to wear to support her swelling breasts and without it (without any bra) Draco could see the full extent her pregnancy was having on her boobs. Draco's mind drew a blank. Hermione was talking but Draco was elsewhere focusing on the endless cascade of curls, deep whiskey eyes and full pink lips.
"Draco? Are you listening?" Hermione asked.
Draco snapped back to her.
"You...ahhh..."
"So because I've had such a tiring day, I have decided to go to sleep early, in the spare bedroom, since no one here wants me because I'm so pregnant and unattractive at night." Hermione watched to see him mentally contradict what she said and smiled to herself satisfied with the effect her outfit was having on her husband. This plan was going to work better than she hoped and by the end of it he was going to be so sorry.
"I definitely want you." Draco said regaining his words and looked her up and down. "Ok you're sleepwear is sexy, lesson learned now let's get into bed!" Draco breathed and took steps towards her with passion in his eyes, hands outstretched. Hermione placed one hand up in a stop motion and placed her other on her growing stomach.
"I'm sorry, I'm just so pregnant." Hermione smirked and Draco had to bite back a groan, her smirks were so rare but so goddamn sexy. He taught her well; Draco cursed himself. She turned around and paraded out of the room and Draco watched her every step of the way.
"Hermione, you're beautiful!" Draco called after her and however angry she was at him she couldn't deny the flutter in her heart at hearing him say it.