A/N Just a head's up, I wrote this on my phone so if there's a lot of mistakes, you guys know why.

Hermione felt a sense of dread as she got closer to the dungeons with Draco. She kept close to Ginny and Luna, but the platinum haired Slytherin was always there. His presence alone reminded her that she was stuck with him for the rest of the year.

As they entered the potions room, the temperature dropped several degrees, contrasting against the warmness of Professor McMiggins's room. Snape stood at the front of the room with an impassive look. He was straight forward with the class, and ordered for everyone to get with their partners and begin their potion. McMiggins was next to him, smiling brightly.

"No time must be wasted. Simply follow the instructions. Professor McMiggins and I will be around to help."

On every table was a copy of the potion. Hermione read over it, wondering what ingredients would be used to impregnate her. Much to her horror, one of the ingredients was the spit and hair of each counterpart. Draco, however, was already working on the potion diligently.

He was good at potions and took pride in it. It was also the only class he didn't mind. "Get to work, Granger. It takes two people to make a baby."

Hermione didn't miss the double meaning behind his words. "Piss off, Malfoy."

They worked on the potion without another word to each other. After a few minutes, they were working in sync. It was as if they could tell what the other was doing, and what they needed to do next. While Hermione would stir the yellow looking potion, Draco would prepare the next ingredients. Magic practically flared from around them.

A few times, other students would stop to watch them in awe. For two people who hated each other, they worked well together. Even Snape, who was doubtful of the pair's success, found himself thinking of them as a good pair. Though, he cursed the thought and shook it from his mind.

"Oh Severus, look at how wonderful they are," McMiggins said happily.

Snape pursed his lips and said nothing to the witch at first. After a moment of silence he said, "They will tear each other's throats out by the end of the month."

McMiggins scoffed. "Those two may not get along sometimes but that is only because they cannot see past their old differences."

"Or because they hate each other."

"Severus!"

Snape sighed and began to walk around the room to get away from McMiggins. He was rather impressed at most of the students. They seemed to grasp the instructions well enough. Though just because he felt like being in a foul mood, he deducted ten points from Gryffindor because Seamus' potion was not the right shade of yellow.

"It's alright, mate," Harry said from a table nearby.

"Potty, stop talking and keep working," Pansy said as she leaned on the table and inspected her nails.

Harry rolled his eyes at her. He couldn't help but to feel like he had it worse than Hermione. At least her partner bothered to help, unlike Pansy who refused to do anything. Harry looked at the next step, which was to add the spit and hair of both partners. He spat in the potion and plucked out a hair before dropping it into the yellow liquid.

Pansy looked at him, disgusted and horrified. "Why the bloody hell did you do that?!" She watched as the potion turned into a pinkish hue.

"It says right there that that's what we have to do. Come on, Parkinson- spit and add a hair. It'll be the only thing you contributed in," Harry bit out in an annoyed tone. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hermione and Draco finish their potion.

"No way in hell-"

Harry grabbed a stray strand of her hair and pulled it out before Pansy could comprehend what had happened. To say she was upset would be an understatement. Pansy screamed bloody murder and slapped Harry across the face. Harry rolled his eyes and rubbed his cheek. He added her hair to the potion and watched as the potion became a darker shade of pink.

"Just spit into the potion, Parkinson."

Pansy clamped her mouth shut and crossed her arms. Harry groaned and resisted the urge to bang his head on the table. He stared at the pink potion, wondering what to do. When an idea finally came to mind, Harry was reluctant to act on it.

But when Blaise and Ginny finished their potion, he knew he had to get it over with. Mustering his Gryffindor courage, Harry gently grabbed Pansy's face and kissed her.

It wasn't a quick peck or a deep passionate kiss, but it was something. The whole class watched in shock as Harry kissed the girl he couldn't stand. But then, in an ungraceful manner, he spat into the potion, adding a mix of his and Pansy's saliva.

It came to no surprise when she slapped him once more, but Harry could care less. The potion was finished.

"Potter needs to learn to keep his hands to himself," Draco hissed out. Although he had no romantic feelings towards Pansy, he cared for her as a friend. He felt the urge to pummel Harry for forcing himself onto her.

"Parkinson needs to learn to do her work. Harry was just trying to finish the potion that she refused to help with," Hermione said defensively.

Draco rolled his eyes. "That's your excuse for Saint Potter?" Draco suddenly reached out and grabbed Hermione by her waist. He pulled her flush against his body and cupped her cheek with one hand. He leaned down till their noses barely touched. "If I kissed you now and made an excuse, I bet you'd be mad no matter what I'd say," he said in a low voice.

Hermione's breath hitched in her throat, which did not go unnoticed by Draco. Her lips parted to say something, but no words came out. Her eyes were large as she stared up at Draco. After a few seconds, she remembered who she was and who he was.

Hermione pulled herself away from Malfoy and stared at their potion. But all that was on her mind was the intensity of Draco's eyes.

Of course, it was Hermione who was the first to ingest the potion. The pink liquid smelled like smoke and had a bitter taste. Ginny took it next, then Hannah. Pansy ended up being the last, but only because she kept refusing to drink the potion. It wasn't until Harry threatened to force it down her throat when she drank it.

"Every two days is a month of the pregnancy. With this being said, symptoms of nasea and fatigue may show in a majority of you ladies in these next couple of days. By your sixth day, you may feel and see a difference," McMiggins said.

Pansy though, claimed that she felt sick already, then feinted on the spot like she had done the previous night. Harry's quick reflexes barely caught Pansy before her head hit the edge of the table.

"I'll take her to the Hospital Wing," Harry grumbled as he carried Pansy in his arms.

While Harry took Pansy to the Hospital Wing, McMiggins proceeded to talk more about the pregnancy. Hermione, being the dutiful student she was, listened to every word as if her life depended on it.

Draco merely relaxed and blocked out the professor's voice. He looked at Hermione and took in her natural beauty. She truly wasn't gorgeous like Ginny. Ginny's beauty was easily recognizable. But Hermione was different.

Hermione's beauty was one where you'd have to look to notice. Her features were soft and feminine. Her lips were full and pink...

Draco tore his eyes from Hermione, realizing that he had been staring. But unfortunately for him, someone had caught him in the act.

Perfect, Ginny thought as she watched Draco try to listen to whatever McMiggins was saying. I can't wait to tell Fred.

A/N

***Due to some technological errors, I can't access my computer or internet at certain times. For now I'll be on my phone updating when I can. This means-shorter chapters and more mistakes but I might update faster.

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