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My Best Enemy's Baby	By : caseyjarryn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 51681 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter Fifteen

...He rolled off of Hermione, unable to hold himself up any longer and not wanting to collapse on top of her; both of them were slick with sweat and panting hard as they recovered and their breathing began to slow...

The next morning Hermione awoke to what she was certain was Draco singing a lullaby under his breath as he rubbed her growing stomach. Of course as soon as he noticed that she was awake he immediately stopped and started telling their daughter what a good quidditch player she was going be. But Hermione knew what she had heard, even if she was half asleep, and it made her smile as she pulled him for a good morning kiss.

Hermione pushed Draco off her and sat up intending to get out of bed, but was pulled back down into a long, lazy kiss from Draco, who had become aroused at the sight of her bare body.

Hermione laughed as she pulled away from him and untangled herself from the bed sheets trying to avoid Draco’s roaming hands. She leaned down smiling and gave him a chaste kiss before explaining that she was going to have a shower before breakfast.

Draco grinned mischievously at her and said innocently, “Well, I better join you, just to make sure you don’t slip and hurt yourself.” He threw the covers off himself and swung his legs over the side of the bed pulling Hermione towards him and kissing her again.

Hermione kissed him back before pulling away slightly, “Oh yes, I’m sure that that is the only reason you would think to accompany me into the shower.” She grinned against his lips as she kissed him again before pulling him up and leading him to the bathroom.

When they finally emerged from Hermione’s room an hour later, Narcissa was standing by the fire. She had a cup of coffee in her hand and she was looking down her nose at the emerald flames where a man’s head was floating.

“I know that would be easier” She said to the man sounding exasperated, “but for the amount I’m paying you for your services, I don’t care if it is easy or not, and I want to strip the man of everything he has ever owned!” She growled.

The man looked rather flustered as he stammered “and this is the Lucius Malfoy you are talking about?” he stammered, sounding like he was hoping with all his heart that that wasn’t the case, that he had somehow misunderstood.

“No, I want to divorce my other husband” She said sarcastically “Yes of course Lucius Malfoy! Now go away and start doing what you are being paid for, like finding out what my best case scenario is, and then working out how you can make sure that I get even more from the miserable murdering bastard than that!” Narcissa waved her wand at the fire and cut off the floo connection before the man could reply, muttering under her breath about the incompetency of some people.

Narcissa turned and smiled knowingly at the two of them with her eyebrows raised, “Good morning, lovebirds, Sleep well?” Hermione blushed but Draco just grinned guiltily, like a little boy who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Narcissa laughed before kissing her son on the cheek.

Hermione cleared her throat, “Uh, did you find everything you need for breakfast?” She asked as they moved into the kitchen.

“Yes, thank you, dear.” Narcissa smiled at Hermione as she put her coffee cup down and flicked her wand at it to clean it and send it back to the cupboard it came from. The older woman’s smile disappeared as she said, “I was just talking to my lawyer, and apparently the earliest spot the divorce court has free is in ten months time, and that was the estimated wait they told me after I used the Malfoy name and charm to get a better deal. You wouldn’t believe but before that they were saying it could take up to three years, or even longer, to get the divorce completely finalized.” She sighed, “Anyway, I have things to do today, so I’ll see you two for dinner tonight I suppose.”

After Narcissa had apparated away, Hermione looked at Draco, only to see his face set in a look of utter horror. She groaned, “Oh Gods, I can’t believe she heard us!” Hermione buried her face in her hands, before peeking out her fingers and asking, “Were we really that loud?”

Draco waved his hand nonchalantly dismissing her concerns, the look of horror still firmly in place, “Three years?” he whispered in disbelief, “We could have to live with her for three years? The first time I ever move out of home, and I get one night in my new house before she moves in! And now she might be here for up to three years?”

Hermione’s eyes widened, “Won’t she be looking for another place to stay?”

Draco shook his head doubtfully, “She hates being on her own. And she won’t stay with a friend.”

Hermione was confused at that, “Why not?” She asked

“One,” Draco started, “she wouldn’t want to be a hassle for them. Even though they have a lot more space in their homes than we do here, and she will be bothering us more than she would bother them; their homes are so big they probably wouldn’t even notice she was there. Also we are family; apparently it doesn’t matter if she bothers us. Ok then, reason number two, Father would be able to find and contact her very easily at any of her friends’ places, and some of them may even side with him, knowing the company my parents keep. And finally, reason three; she’ll probably want to be around here a lot when the baby is born anyway, if she wasn’t already living with us, she would ask us, no, tell us, to move in with her then. So really she would see no reason to find a place and move out now.” He groaned

Hermione looked shocked for a second before a smile crept onto her lips, “Maybe, we need to find her a wizard to move in with?” She raised one eyebrow suggestively.

Draco thought about it for a second then sighed again, “Wouldn’t work, she could risk getting less off my father at the end of the divorce, being unfaithful is one thing my father never was; that we knew of anyway. So if she were to even look at another man before the divorce is finalized my father could tip the scales in his favour.” Draco sighed, “Good idea though, if she doesn’t move out even after she has half of the Malfoy estates in her name, then we will definitely have to try that one.”

***One Week Later***

“No! There is no way I’m going to name my daughter Eltanin, Rastaban, Grumium, Altais, Edasich, Thuban, Giausar, or any combination of the names! I’m sorry Draco, I might have considered a few of them if we were having a boy, but we aren’t, so you are going to have to give up this idea you have about naming her after one of the stars in Draco. I’m sorry, but none of those names will work, and that is final.” Hermione huffed getting frustrated at Draco’s stubbornness.

Draco pouted, “Fine. If you can come up with a name all by yourself, by all means go ahead; let’s see what you can come up with.”

“Well I thought that Gemelle, Morgana, Adelina and Talitha were nice names.” Hermione protested, “They may be slightly unusual, but that’s why I suggested them; your family is full of people with weird, err.., unique, names.”

Draco looked disgusted at her choices, “Morgana? What, so she can be nicknamed ‘Morgue’? How very cheerful, Hermione.”

Hermione sighed, “Fine, not Morgana then” she agreed.

“Ok, how about we each keep a piece of paper with us so we can write down any names we think of, then we can swap lists sometime in the next few weeks, cross off the ones we don’t like and then see what is left, ok?” Hermione suggested, “And you can’t just cross off all the names on my list simply because I came up with them and you want to try and prove a point.” She added quickly.

Draco nodded slowly, “Alright; that sounds like a good idea.” He agreed grudgingly.

“In fact,” continued Hermione, “why don’t we get Harry and the Weasley’s, your mum and even my parents to all write lists as well, and then we can go through their lists together.”

Draco looked aghast, “There is no way I am letting Potty or Weasel name my child!”

Hermione huffed again, “They wouldn’t actually be naming her, just helping us brainstorm, and giving us ideas.” Then she muttered under her breath “It’s not like they could come up with anything worse than Grumium.”
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