Never the Twain Shall Meet
He smiled a little before he was fully awake, at the soft motion of her fingernails gently scratching his stomach, right below his belly button, where his hair forms into a line.
Back and forth. Back and forth.
It was turning him on. He didn't want to move, he was fairly certain she was still sleeping and doing this unaware.
He wondered if she were dreaming about her cat.
After what seemed like forever of him trying to think of something else, she switched tactics. She patted the spot she was scratching and moved her hand to his chest over his nipple.
She was petting him now, softly, with the tips of her fingers.
He rolled his eyes in a sexually stimulated agony and gently shifted. He couldn't see her; she was nestled in the crook of his armpit. All he could see was her hair, but he could feel her steady breathing and the soft curves of her body molded to the side of his.
In fact, if he concentrated he could feel when her chest rose, her breasts flatten slightly against him… he almost moaned and kept his eyes firmly shut.
He smirked a minute later… yes, she was definitely petting him.
She stopped suddenly and popped open one eye; looking around she realized she was not in her bed alone… Wait she was not in her bed.
There was a very warm very large body next to hers.
Moving her hand in an exploratory manner, she felt a light sprinkling of hair over a hard muscled chest. She moved it lower and inhaled as her fingers traced defined muscles over a flat stomach. Each ridge brought her mind screaming back to reality.
She sat bolt upright in bed, "Easy princess, you fell asleep and wouldn't let me go." His deep voice drawled.
She removed her hand and picked up the covers; she was wearing baggy pajama bottoms and a plain t shirt that bunched at her stomach and felt exceedingly loose on her small frame.
She sighed and lay back down after scooting to the middle of the bed.
He turned to his side and looked at her, "alright?" he asked.
She nodded and stretched.
"Do you remember your dream?" he asked.
It was an odd question and she furrowed her brows trying to remember, "Crooks." She croaked.
"Who's that?" he asked.
"My half kneazle. Why?"
"You were petting me." He teased.
She flushed, "sorry about that."
"Oh, it's fine. Every now and again I like to be petted." He teased again wiggling his eye brows.
She huffed and quickly maneuvered herself so that she could use her feet to push him out of bed.
She shoved and just like the first law of physics states; for every force there is an equal opposite force, she was pushed to the other end of the bed and he barely budged.
"tsk tsk. Not a morning person, princess?"
She huffed again and got out of bed, "Do you drink coffee?" she asked.
He nodded and sighed, "Pucey's in there making breakfast now."
She walked out of the bedroom and he followed.
"Well Good morning sleepy heads." Pucey greeted.
Adrian's eyes roam over her pajama clad body and laughs, "You're swimming in those, maybe you should keep a set here." He said suggestively with a slight glance to Marcus in reference to how large the pajamas look on her.
She snorts and sits at the table next to Draco who has his head resting on his arms on the table.
"Draco was just telling about me his current crush, Miss Greengrass. Apparently she's playing hard to get." Adrian taunted.
"I think it's more than a crush." Hermione said looking tenderly at her distraught friend.
"Oh?"
She nodded and smiled when Draco growled a warning, "He can barely string two words together around her." she giggled.
"Princess, haven't you ever been tongue tied around someone you fancy?" Marcus asked in defense of Draco placing a cup of coffee in front both of both Draco and Hermione.
She shrugged.
Draco's head popped up and he smiled evilly, "don't." she said.
Adrians eye brows popped up in interest, "so tell us about your crushes, pretty witch… from the beginning."
She took a sip of her coffee and sighed after a moment when she realized they would not let this go, "Well I think second year I noticed Ronald. He stood up for me, when Draco called me a mudblood." She said in memory not realizing the other three wizards stiffened.
They all remembered that.
She looked around and realized her error, "Sorry, I just… " she stammered, but Draco put a hand on her arm and looked at her, "I'm sorry." He said and she shook her head, "We were kids Draco. It's all water under the bridge, I know you adore me." She smiled teasingly at the last sentence.
He snorted, but didn't deny.
Marcus and Adrian shared a look at the exchange.
"Then third year, I … uh, well, we saved… hmmm." She stumbled again embarrassed.
"Who?" Marcus asked.
"Sirius Black. He was just so…dangerous." She said her eyes widening and narrowing quickly, "and when he cleaned up he was so handsome and playful. It was weird at first, because we were only connected through Harry, but then I got to know him. We would take him food while he was in hiding, but sometimes Harry couldn't make it, so I went alone."
"You went alone into the woods?" Draco asked incredulous and then shook his head murmuring, "Gryffindors."
She nodded like it was nothing, like it was something anyone would do, "…we would talk and laugh, but, it was a silly school girl crush. His philandering didn't set well with me."
"Like older men, do you, pretty witch?"
Draco laughed, but quickly snapped his mouth closed when she shot him a warning glare.
"Then Ron again… kind of; before Viktor asked me to Yule ball, but he really wasn't interested.
Then fifth year no one, but sixth year I had a crush on Draco." She said turning to him and smiling at his quirked eye brow, "We were around you so often, you were smart and funny, how could I not?z Not to mention, you're … you know, really …pretty."
"I'm not pretty." He said indignantly.
She scrunched her face, "Yes, you are, Draco. Sorry." She said sympathetically nodding her head.
Adrian and Marcus chuckled.
"I had a crush on you two, Mya." He said quietly.
The moment was ruined when Adrian cut in, "awwwww, so sweet you two."
"And then…" she stopped herself and her eyes involuntarily shot to Marcus and back to her cup. She was cursing under her breath for being so obvious. Hoping no one noticed she looked up at the grinning faces of Adrian and Draco.
Marcus wasn't looking at her and his cheeks had a tinge of pink to them that wasn't there before.
Draco's . RING. She mentally sighed, saved by the bell. She thought.
He smiled and they all noticed the way his voice dropped an octave when he answered, "Hey you." He said looking at the table.
Then his eyebrows furrowed, "She's here. What happened?" he asked her.
All they could hear was Astoria's feminine voice speaking rapidly on the other end.
Marcus' phone. RING. RING.
He looked at the caller ID and frowned, "Hello?"
They could hear another frantic feminine voice speaking rapidly on the other end, "Mrs. Granger, she's here, she's fine. Who called you?"
Adrians phone RING. RING.
"Yeah, Mate." He said.
It was a masculine voice, "Hold on she's right here."
He handed the phone to her and mouthed Blaise, "Hey, are you ok?" she asked.
"NO! It's Ginny. I couldn't find you, I … I…"
"Blaise, take a deep breath, tell me what happened." She said concern in her voice.
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Marcus spoke quietly,"Mrs. Granger, she's talking to Blaise. Can I have her call you back?"
"No, it's alright, dear. As long as I know she's ok." Janey said and hung up after good byes.
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Draco returned to Astoria, "Hey, she's on the phone with Blaise now. What happened?" he whispered.
She sighed, "Ginny tried to get rid of the baby by taking some kind of potion. Blaise couldn't find Mya and tore the common room apart. He was raging around Hogwarts yelling for her." she sounded strung out.
"We'll be back soon, okay?" he said
"Okay. Bye Draco." She hung up and Draco relished the way her soft voice sung his name.
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He took a deep breath, "Lavender found her. She was passed out in the bathroom. They rushed her Madam Pomphrey and Headmaster called me, because, you know, I'm her … husband now." He grimaced when he said 'husband', she could hear it in his voice.
"I know they're blaming me." He said miserably, "but I swear I didn't do anything, I was in the Slytherin common room doing homework." He pleaded for her to believe him.
"Blaise, I'm sure they don't blame you, this was all Ginny." She said soothingly, but worried for her friend and angry at Ginny.
"No, Lavender and Ginny's brother all made it crystal clear that this was my fault."
Hermione furrowed her brows even more and Draco could see her hair crackling with electricity. Apparently Pucey and Marcus hadn't yet seen anything like it so their eyes were glued to the sparks flying about H
Hermione's person, especially since her hair was beginning to stand on end.
"This was not your fault, none of it. First, is Ginny alright?" she asked knowing it was the right question.
"Yes. She's fine."
"Is the baby alright?" she asked holding her breath. She gave Draco a worried look and he held his breath as well.
Blaise made a sound that resembled something between a hiccup and a sob, she feared the worst, "Yes, they think so, but they are monitoring her for the next 24 hours."
Hermione let out her breath and nodded to Draco; he exhaled as well, "Her as in Ginny or her as in you're having a daughter?"
He snorted his mood lightening at the thought of the baby, "I'll have a daughter." He said in a whisper.
Her smile was broad and happy, "Hold on." She said and dropped the phone to her shoulder, "It's a girl and she's doing ok." She chirped and put the phone to her ear.
The wizards in the room smiled and then looked to Draco for why she wouldn't be ok. He didn't speak right away.
"Draco and I are coming back soon, Blaise. Just wait for us in our common room and bring the crew so you won't be alone." She said.
"I will. Harry, Greg and Astoria are with me already."
"Ok see you in a bit." She hung up.
She dropped her head in her hands counting to ten.
Draco chose that moment to tell them what was going on, "Ginny tried to get rid of the baby." He said somberly.
They frowned, "Didn't they just get married yesterday?" Marcus asked.
"That's probably why she did it, because there is nothing he can do, they're married." She informed.
Her head popped up, "You know you can't kill her." Draco reminded.
She looked at him, but didn't say anything, "Or seriously maim her." he added, but her expression worried him.
"Pretty witch, maybe it would be best if you just stayed away from her, yeah? Marcus doesn't want to visit you in Azkaban. Nasty place, that." He said.
Marcus nodded his head in agreement.
She nodded and stood to walk back to put on her clothes. When she disappeared behind the door Marcus and Adrian looked at Draco, "She won't hurt the Weasley girl, will she?" Adrian asked mildly worried, not that he didn't think the red head didn't deserve it, but because he liked Hermione. So far she proved herself a good friend, a fun flirt and a worthy player of his video games… and Marcus fancied her; he trusted Marcus. Adrian didn't want to see her get in trouble.
"I don't think she'll harm her while she's pregnant, but she's not above nasty pranks and once the baby is born Ginny is fair game." Draco said.
She came out looked settled; she wasn't surrounded by sparks of angry electricity and her hair was in a pony tail.
"Thank you for letting me intrude on your man time and for the coffee, Adrian." She said and pulled him down to place a kiss on his cheek.
She turned to Marcus and smiled, "Thanks for … well, last night." She said in a stage whisper accompanied by a suggestive wink.
He snorted and bent down for his kiss on the cheek.
Draco wrapped an arm around her shoulder and apperated them back to Hogwarts.
Adrian looked at Marcus, Marcus looked at Adrian and placed a large hand over his heart making a muffled breathy sound as if someone had hit him in the stomach.
He was really starting to like her… a lot.
"So, you two last night…" Adrian asked with a toothy grin.
Marcus chuckled sitting down to explain …
