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We Can Work It Out	By : Gryffindorclutz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 51307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“And what did that selfish ginger bastard say to you?”

Hermione felt dread pool in her body. It seemed to start at her feet and roll sickeningly upwards. She splayed her hands around her stomach as if trying to protect the baby from the horrible feeling. Swallowing, she met Draco's gaze.

“He said that he missed me. He told me that if I ever needed anything that he would be there for me.”

“And what did you say in return?” Draco looked like he was going to crack into a million pieces and Hermione knew that even though she had not done anything wrong, she was still holding the knife that would twist in his heart.

“I told him I didn't know what to say to that.” Hermione hadn't known what to say. It was one of the few times in her life that she had been speechless. “I didn't want to be rude. I was completely unprepared for something like that.”

Draco's heart was breaking. Why didn't she know what to say? He knew exactly what he would say to some woman who tried to put herself on the menu. He would tell her that he only dined on the filet, thank you very much.

“You didn't want to be rude? How could you not know what to tell that weaselly bastard? This time I'm using the word as an adjective, not a proper noun! You tell him that you don't want or need him! You live in my house, you're pregnant with my child and you fuck ME senseless every night! You're mine!”

“Draco, please don't yell,” Hermione begged him as they were beginning to attract attention. “I can assure you I have no intention of going back to him. I'm much happier here. I didn't know what to say because we haven't talked about our situation. I don't want to ruin what we have by placing unneeded expectations on us. Until now you've never declared any kind of permanency to this.”

Draco grabbed her shoulders and pushed her behind the ballroom balustrades. “The expectations were and are already there! For Merlin's sake, Hermione, I'm going to be the father of your children! We work together and we live together. I've already emptied your flat out and put those tacky things you call furniture in OUR attic. Klutzy Christine can see we 're meant to be together and she obviously can't see the crumbs and subsequent zits all over Shinnston's mouth or else she wouldn't stare at him longingly in our meetings.”

“You emptied my flat? I'm still paying rent there! How dare you do something like that and not consult me!” She didn't want to cry, but it was close to happening and she didn't know why. This is your problem and why I'm so afraid of us! You never just come out and tell me something, you go behind my back or wait until a problem has gone on so long that it's almost unfixable!”

“And you can't pick up on something that's been right in front of your face for years! You can read every other man like one of your precious books, except me! Weasley thinks he has a chance because you didn't tell him we're permanent. You need to tell him to shove off and let us live our life.”

“Something that's been in front of me for years? You mean you screwing everything in a dress was your way of saying you loved me? A seven month break doesn't mean you won't go right back to it the second our baby is born and he's getting more attention than you or my 'glorious tits' as you say, get saggy from feeding YOUR son. You're behaving yourself now, but what about the six weeks after the baby is born that I can't have sex? You'll be out at every night club and then you'll floo home wreaking of gin and slags!”

“I would never do that to you! The only reason I did that before was because I couldn't get you out of my head and you were taken, so it wouldn't be right. Then you weren't taken and I was so afraid of you leaving me that I took what little I could get as your friend, but then I couldn't stand the thought of you sharing that part of yourself with some other bloke. I wanted that connection with you and I got it. There's no going back now, Hermione, we really are 'Mum and Dad Education'. You're my partner in everything in life.”

“If I'm your partner in everything and we're so bloody perfect together, why did it take Ron confessing his feelings for me for you to voice yours? I'm not a mind reader and I would never perform legilimens on you. I won't be in a marriage with a man who is scared to voice his feelings and only acts when he's backed into a corner. You don't do that in anything else in life, why do you do it with me?”

Draco almost blurted out that she was the only thing he was afraid to lose, but their current surroundings were not a place for that. Instead of whispering through gritted teeth back at her, he straightened up and pulled her to his side. It was nearly 3:00 and Ginny had wanted them to open their presents in front of their guests at that time. With one arm around her shoulders and the other crossed in front of her and resting on his baby in her womb, he guided her to the dais in the ballroom and spoke clearly and evenly into her ear.

“We ARE getting married. You can't tell me you don't love me and that ring that's on your finger won't come off as long as you do. It's the Malfoy family engagement ring. You haven't even thought of taking it off since it was placed there, otherwise you would have come to me about it. For right now, we are going to play happy family because our friends and relatives worked very hard to make this happen. We'll talk later.

As Hermione climbed the small steps with Draco balancing her, she wished she was anyplace else. While Draco chatted to Marcus Flint, she pretended to twiddle her fingers and tried to the ring on her fourth finger off. Even though there was plenty of space around her knuckle and she hadn't had bloating in her fingers, the ring would not come off. She mindlessly open a layette set that had Tom Kitten chasing Squirrel Nutkin all over the fabric as Jemima Puddle Duck looked on. Everyone thought the tears that she shed as she thanked Hannah Abbott were from overjoyed pregnancy hormones. In reality it was because what he had said was true and she didn't know what was going to happen, but she knew that it was never going to be the same. The magic of the ring and the truth of what he said meant that he now had the power to hurt her more than any ex-boyfriend or magical spell could ever do.
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