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For my family	By : dreamtrooper Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13205 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters from it and I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This plot however is a figment of my imagination.

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The litte girl came running to him, laughing and waving excitedly. Her light brown curls flying in the air as she jumped in his arms and hugged him warmly cuddling into his neck. Her frilled purple frock covering till her ankles. He felt immense happiness as she giggled and said, "Dwaddy look I flied. I fly again! Come dwaddy!" He could hear himself laugh at her sweet voice and cute words. He bent his head to kiss her cheek and she disappeared! He woke up in sweat and his heart beat faster than normal. He shook his head cursing himself for having gone to bed thinking about Hermione. Draco conjured a soft cloth and wiped his sweat away. He then fell back on his bed from his sitting position. He sighed as he remembered that it had been almost thirteen days since he last saw Hermione. She seemed to have vanished off from earth. His only source of information was the janitor in the ministry who informed him when she came to the office and went home. She was working harder than ever if the timmings reported to him were correct. Since their meeting in Hogsmead Draco was having erotic dreams about Hermione but sometimes like this night, he had dreams about a girl child or boys running amok in the garden while his elves tried to catch them. They were blond like him and naughty like him as well. Whenever he dreamt of kids his fear for his unborn child increased. He did not know how long he could wear the mask of indifference before Astoria. He was dying to know if the pregnancy was confirmed. Astoria on the other hand seemed more relaxed than ever. She seemed to have decided that they would get a child this time. Her calmness helped him. He controlled his urge to go meet Hermione but that was until now. As soon as he saw the girl child he knew he had to find out come what may. He decided to talk to Hermione without letting Astoria know about it.
Hermione closed then last file for the day and looked around her office. Beinga senior manager meant nothing but more work. Her raise was minimal but the work was extensive. She had been happy doing her work for a long time now but recently she was feeling restless as if she was wasting her time here. She wanted to do something that gave immediate satisfaction of having helped someone. She knew she was being unreasonable but still that feeling did not leave her. She sighed and drank water from her glass on the table. Then she relaxed against her chair and closed her eyes. Her thoughts immediately went to the day Ron attacked her. He had not said sorry to her till now. It was almost two weeks now. He was being adamant that he did not have to apologize if he did not know what he was doing. Somehow Hermione was not surprised by his statement. She was now sleeping in the guest room. She had stopped using their bathroom as well. Oddly she felt more safe locking her bedroom door now. Ron had bristled with anger but soon gave up and told her that he was not responsible for her fear. She could check him every day for spells if she wanted it. To that Hermione had informed him that she was not afraid of him but needed time away from him. That still did not pacify his rage.
Hermione continued living like she wanted hoping that Ron would give her the space she needed since she realized her feelings for him were totally gone. She had cried that Sunday when she came to work in the office. Her tears fell on her table and she had put up a sliencing spell so that she could bawl her heart out without being heard. She was grieving that loss of her trust and the loss of her love that day. She realized that had Ron truly loved her he would have not been that easily influenced by the witch. Many spells work easily only if the ruling emotions of the wizard or the witch are negative which kind of encourage the dark magic to work more effectively. For the first time in twenty years she wished she had her parents with her. They had died five years ago but she never had a reason to go to them for support. They had lost their memories and wouldn't have recognized her anyway.
Then there was the problem of those dreams she was having about Malfoy! All about them together all alone and quite close physically. She could not understand what was going on with her. She did not spend time thinking about him and yet he reappeared in all her dreams again and again. Sometimes he did things to her that made her blush just thinking about it. What was wrong with her! She was a woman nearing forty and yet her heart thumped everytime she saw him. She had ducked twice trying to avoid him when he came to the ministry last week. She could not have handled facing him knowing what he wanted to know.
As she moved to stand up she squeaked out a cry as she saw Draco Malfoy smiling at her standing at her door. Her reaction had him worried and he asked if everything was all right. Hermione gulped down her surprise and nodded.
She invited him to sit but he refused telling her that the time to close shop had come and if she was ready to have a cup of tea with him? Hermione felt cornered. She had not been expecting to meet Malfoy so soon. His pitiful face that looked at her expectantly made her nod and they both walked out of her office after locking it. Draco took her to a nice little cafe hidden in Diagon alley. It was neat and quiet. It boasted of having private booths which suited them just fine.
Astoria looked at the squib doctor who was now unconscious. Even though commonsense told her to kill him she could not bring herself to do it. Astoria knew that the doctor had relatives who were magical and would keep tabs on his whereabouts so she had to do then only thing that wouldhelp her keep her secret a secret. She obliviated him! She walked off the pavement leaving the fallen doctor unattended. She was so busy running away that she failed to see the person who was hiding behind a rotten barrel not far away from her. He quickly came to help the doctor and apparated him away with him.
Draco ordered mint tea for both of them and some scones. He then asked her about her work and her kids. After the waitress left them giving them their food and drinks he immediately spelled asilencing charm arounf their booth amd asked Hermione, "Granger, I know that our appointment is tommorrow but I cannot wait anymore so even though you might think this is strange, can we please see a magical healer to see if you are pregnant or not? Look I know the answer may be yes or it maybe no and I am honsetly prepared for both of them but I swear I will go mad if I dont know the answer today! I am telling you honestly Granger I will go mad! So please help me! Can we go visit a healer I know? She will keep everything secret. She has been treating me and my wife for fifteen years now. What do you say?" Again Hermione felt trapped but she knew in her heart that she could not lie to him anymore. She had promised him that she would do her best and she also wanted to know the answer. So she agreed. They both had their tea in haste and since it was a Friday evening they felt sure that the healer might not have many patients lined up. They both entered the private clinic inside the magical world. They walked up the stairs into the building and Draco spoke with the receptionist who eagerly led them inside the last consulting room which was bright and bigger and well furnished. Hermione sat on the silk cushioned chair thinking this is where the wealthy must be seated. She looked up and froze as she saw Cho Chang walk into the consulting room!
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