Chapter 3: The Baby

9th May 1999

Granger was laid out on Draco's bed with a cup of tea propped on her rather large round belly. She flipped through the baby book she was reading, trying to keep her mind occupied. Draco couldn't help but smile at her as his eyes wandered back to the witch yet again. He was happy that he could provide her with a safe space to stay while she waited out for the arrival of the baby.

"You could stop staring at me," the witch said, not taking her eyes off the book. Her hair had started growing back out over the last few months, causing her a bit of trouble as she pushed it out of her face again.

"I'm not staring, I'm simply making sure that you don't have the baby on my new satin sheets." Draco replied, turning back to the mess of papers Slughorn wanted him to grade. "Those cost more than your entire wardrobe, you should be grateful to be allowed to lay on such luxury." Draco told her, hiding his smirk as he heard Granger muttering to herself about what a prat he was.

There was no malice in either of their words, the two of them having moved past their differences over the course of the school year. In all honesty, Draco knew that if it weren't for the fact that Granger was carrying another man's child, that they'd more than likely be dating at this point.

Draco had been single since about a week before the term had started. Astoria had broken things off with him after she'd confronted him about pining for Theo and being depressed that he was gone. Though Draco had denied it to her, she hadn't been wrong. Regardless, Astoria had made it clear that she wasn't interested in being with a man who went against nature in his attractions. The entire time back in the castle, she hadn't spared him a glance.

Draco couldn't find it in himself to care at the loss of his relationship, however. Once he'd started spending time around Granger, their chemistry was undeniable. Not to mention, the attraction that they had for each other was more than obvious, to Draco at least.

Granger was sticking to her resolve of keeping Draco as a friend and not allowing him the pleasure of any romantic entanglements. She'd been adamant – frustratingly so – that she wasn't going to put Draco in the position of having to be a new father to her child. Explaining on more than one occasion that they would need to keep up the boundaries she'd carefully constructed.

However, Draco's patience for letting Granger run her course had reached its limits and he was ready to act. Yes, Draco Malfoy had a plan, and it involved getting a very pregnant Granger relaxed enough that she'd finally let Draco make her his.

"Say, have you heard anything back about that cottage for rent in Ottery St Catchpole?" He casually asked, already knowing the answer.

Granger, taking the bait – just as he knew she would – finally set her book aside. She huffed as she struggled to sit up, making Draco hide a smirk at how adorable he found her to be.

"Actually, I was going to talk to you about that. It was the weirdest thing; they'd mentioned that as soon as I had an acceptance letter from the ministry it would be mine." Granger explained, a bit breathless as she still tried to get upright. "So, naturally the ministry wanted my NEWT scores. They came in, I sent them in, and got the job as you know."

Draco did know, his brilliant little witch had scored all 'O's on her NEWTs. Even having to take them all the previous week so she could prepare for the birth of the baby. The DRCMC had been very enthusiastic in offering Granger a position as a legal assistant. They'd been generous – seeing her value and potential – and agreed to let her wait until July to begin.

"Yes, you'd mentioned that" Draco said, still scratching away corrections on the paper in front of him.

"Well, they told me I couldn't have the cottage in Ottery St. Catchpole. The rental company – oh don't make that face, not all of us can afford to purchase a place of our own at nineteen." Granger scolded as Draco tried to school his features again. "Anyway, the rental company has a place here in Hogsmeade. It's much nicer, newly remodeled, three bedrooms, a brand-new large playset in a totally fenced in backyard. It's perfect, it's…" Granger trailed off as Draco's facial expressions gave him away.

Draco looked up, feeling the smirk on his lips. He tried to wipe his face clean of any reaction, but it was too late. Granger had already caught onto what he'd done.

"Did you buy that house for me to rent?" The pregnant teen asked, her head tilting to the side as she squinted at him.

"That's absurd," he replied. "I bought the entire rental company. I didn't realise that real estate was such a great investment, I've already almost made my money back."

"Draco! You did not!" Granger scolded, moving off the bed towards him. Draco dropped his quill, the essays to grade completely forgotten as he watched his lioness stalk towards him best she could while waddling. "I had everything under control. I'd told you, staying in the dorms until graduation is only temporary. The first cottage–"

"Was a dump," Draco finished, taking hold of Granger's hand and pulling her into his lap. The look of surprise on her face was enough to let Draco know that he wasn't in any real trouble. Thank Merlin, because she was vicious when she was upset.

"Look, we know that I have to live here at Hogwarts during the school year while I finish my mastery. Hogwarts doesn't have family housing, and you and the baby can't stay with me in this tiny room. There's just simply not enough space for a child to live here for another three years.

"I want to take care of you, Granger. I want to help take care of you and the little Granger. If that means setting you up in a nice house near me so I can visit as often as possible, then that's what I'm going to do. You're a single mother who's in an entry level position at the ministry. Just because you're determined to make your way and do everything on your own doesn't mean you have to. You're more than just my friend, I hope you see that." Draco finished, whispering the last part into her ear as he pulled her into his chest.

"Draco…" Granger trailed off, obviously stunned by what he'd said.

"Just let me take care of you," Draco told her, leaning in to capture her lips with his before she could protest. "Both of you," he murmured, letting his hand rest against the bulge of her belly.

Pulling away, Granger looked between his eyes, tears shining in her beautiful brown ones. "I don't know that I'll ever find the baby's father. All I know is he was tall and thin with dark hair. Hell, I don't even know if he had black or brown hair, just dark." Granger muttered, but Draco shook his head to stop her.

"Granger, if we ever find the biological father, then great. If we don't, then it is what it is. Your baby will grow up with a loving male role model, I promise. You're everything I didn't know I needed. Now that I've got you, I'm never giving you up."

"Draco…" Granger murmured again, but Draco didn't care to talk anymore. Now that she knew what he'd done and was receptive, he had other things in mind that he wanted to do with his witch.

His witch.

With frantic hands, Draco and Granger both began pulling at the other's clothes. Their jumpers were tossed aside, joggers ripped down their legs as they fumbled to get undressed and have their skin touching at long last. When Granger's small hand wrapped around his cock and began to stroke, Draco swore he'd die of bliss.

Draco dipped his head, sucking Granger's nipple into his mouth, lapping at it with his tongue. They both moaned in pleasure, enjoying each other at long last. As Granger continued to pump her hand, Draco paused for a moment when he got a mouthful of something sweet, but he didn't stop.

It was delicious, just like he should have known everything about her would be. Taking her other nipple between his fingers, he sucked and pulled at a steady pace, making the woman in his lap pant with desire. If it wasn't for her gripping his hair and pulling his face away from her breasts, Draco wouldn't have been able to stop drinking down her milk.

"I need you, now," she said, her voice breathy and desperate. "Can you," she asked, looking down towards her large round bell. "Do you mind…" she trailed off, now looking towards the bed. With unspoken hints, it finally clicked to Draco what she was saying.

He'd noticed as the baby had grown that it'd gotten harder for Granger to lay on her back or even say sitting up comfortably. Taking her hand, he led her towards the bed, the anticipation rising with every step.

Draco helped Granger get onto her hands and knees so that her belly could hang freely below her. With her arse in the air, just waiting for him, Draco swallowed hard as he took in the glorious sight that was this woman.

He already knew he was in love with her but telling her would have to wait. He didn't want to scare her off with too much too soon.

Leaning forwards, Draco ran his tongue through her dripping slit, drinking in the arousal that had pooled between her legs, humming against her at the taste. Granger bucked looking over her shoulder and meeting his eye as Draco pulled back, positioning himself at her entrance.

"Mine," he reiterated one last time before sliding in.

Granger threw her head back, crying out in pleasure as Draco inched inside her. She was warm and tight, her cunt gripping down on him as he entered her. Not wanting to be too rough with her in her delicate state, Draco was trying to go slowly, but it seemed Granger had other ideas. Pushing her hips back, she took all of him, obviously as desperate as he was.

"I'm not going to break," she panted, rocking in front of him. Draco watched in near amazement as his cock disappeared inside her again. "Fuck me, damnit. I swear to Merlin, you had better fuck me."

Pulling out of the haze of pleasure he'd been lost in, what she wanted and was asking for finally registered. Draco nodded stupidly, not so calm and cool now that he was actually getting what he wanted, he took one look at her lust filled chocolate eyes and a fire erupted in him.

Draco began to pump his hips, thrusting in and out of the witch as quickly as he could. His fingers gripping her hips so tightly that red marks were being left behind. Gods, everything about her was perfect, the sounds she made, the way her body reacted to him. Her skin felt even softer than his ungodly expensive sheets.

"Draco!" Granger cried out, and the sound of his name on her lips made him want her even more.

The harder he thrust, the more Granger mewled and wriggled in front of him. Draco could feel his first climax coming and coming on fast. Though, he didn't care. He'd have all night to take this witch as much as he wanted, making her his. There was no limit to the number of times he'd make her cum.

When he felt the explosion of her orgasm, Draco's cock was pushed from her vagina. His cum spurt all over her arse as he was covered in her release as it sprayed from her. Watching his seed paint her, Draco was amazed at her body's reaction to him, it just kept coming. Spilling all over his pelvis, just pouring from her body.

"That was," he said, watching as it continued to flow from her body in a steady trickle. "Damn." He mumbled, running his fingers through her slit.

"Draco…" Granger muttered, rolling over onto her back as she looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise.

"I didn't think you'd squirt, but holy fuck, that was hot." He told her, leaning in to give her a kiss and reassure her as she seemed freaked out.

"Draco…" she said his name again, her brow knitting.

"Seriously, Granger. It's alright. Better than alright, that was the best thing–"

"Draco, the baby's coming!" Granger cried out, her head falling back as she moaned, this time not in pleasure, but in pain. "Help me up, we need to get to Pomfrey." She bellowed, struggling to get up as another contraction had her falling to her side and curling up in a ball.

Draco jolted up from where he'd been, looking at both their nude forms for just a moment, before he hastily tugged his joggers and jumper back on. Rushing about the room as Granger stood from the bed and began to rock through the contractions, Draco paused just long enough to admire his witch one last time.

She was perfect and she was his. And they were about to have a baby, he remembered with glee.

Their baby.