CHAPTER THIRTY- Misery
The more Hermione's belly grew, the unhappier she became. Ever day she and Draco had to leave class early to ensure Hermione got to the next class without being bumped into or harmed.
Each meal was a strict diet of the healthiest foods with glass after glass of water. Daily she visited Madam Pomfrey for a potion and check up until she started to show. Once she no longer fit into her usual robes, Healer Tonnesen himself would come to Hogwarts and see to her.
"That little fourth year asked me if she could throw you a baby shower," Draco said to her one night as they were doing their homework. Now that they were no longer forced to touch each other, their fighting was less frequent.
"Ursula? I hope you told her to piss off," Hermione said. "My words exactly," he answered. Hermione was going over her Herbology textbooks when she felt dizzy again and let out a little moan.
"What is it this time?" Draco asked annoyed. He was used to her vomiting but thought that it would be over by now. "I feel sick almost every moment of the day and it is much more difficult with your insolence" she said.
"Watch how you speak to me so closely before my birthday," Draco warned. His birthday was in two days time and his spirits were high not to let his wife ruin it. "You think I care about your damn birthday?" Hermione spat closing her textbook.
"You should not speak to your elders that way," he said getting pompous. "I am older than you, you stupid twit!" Hermione yelled. Her hormones were on a rampage and she began to sweat with rage.
"How do you not know that your own wife is older than you?" Hermione continued to yell. "Forgive me for not caring that the cow I am married to is an elderly hag!" Draco yelled back.
Their fighting echoed loudly enough that by the time Hermione reached for her wand Professor Snape burst through the door. "What is the meaning of this?!" Snape bellowed.
Draco and Hermione both began to rattle the offences the other had caused and Snape could not understand a word of their nonsense. "That is enough!" Snape said with a crack of his wand to gain order.
"I will not have you two fighting like children! Do you realize you've woken half the Slytherins?! Or are you both fool enough to forget that appearances matter?" Snape said with disbelief.
When Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy grew silent with embarrassment he said, "If you two wish to behave like children than I shall punish you like children. Draco, were you not going to The Three Broomsticks to celebrate your birthday with the fellow Slytherin boys?"
"Yes, sir. We are going for drinks and-" Draco said before being cut off. "No, you're not. You'll be taking your wife to Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop for all to see," said Snape.
When Draco and Hermione began to protest, Snape cracked his wand again. "Draco! You will be overly uxorious towards Hermione. Mrs Malfoy, you will be a beaming wife and mother-to-be. Do I make myself clear, or must we involve some higher authority?" Severus threatened.
They were silent and fuming when Snape said, "Good. I'll arrange a carriage to take you to Hogsmeade right before the students have their dinner. Do not make me come down here again."
Snape strode out slamming the door behind him. "This was your fault you know," Draco said absolutely furious his birthday was ruined. "Bite me, Malfoy," Hermione said returning to her homework with her back towards her husband.