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For the Love of Malfoy	By : emisloser Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 31738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It wasn�t until a tear fell down his face did Draco realize it had been several moments since he had last blinked. He feared to as it might make him miss a moment of the small child�s life in his arms. He would stare endlessly at the baby until his eyes would dry up and then tear and for the life of him, he had never remembered a time where it felt so good to feel that warm liquid rolling down his cheeks. His heart seemed to swell in his chest and it felt as if all the past years of pain, and anger�and ignorance melted away and everything now focused on his child�

His little baby girl.

His eyes scanned over her face for the millionth time and he couldn�t help but smirk at the fact that her head already sported the platinum blond hair of his family. Her chin and nose and ears all came from her mother, but the blue-grey of her eyes came from him as well. She was beautiful.

Which was bound to be a problem later on in life, but he was going to take this one step at a time.

One hand was balled into a fist and lying next to her head and the other was clenched around Draco�s finger. As he eased his finger out of her grip and turned her tiny little hand around his palm, he couldn�t believe that there was ever a time where he was so young and innocent. But if there ever were a time that he was, could it of been possible that his father held onto him the same way that Draco now held onto his child? How could he of looked down at such a pure life, and from that moment on tried his best to twist and manipulate it into the man that Draco almost became?

�and if it weren�t for this child�if it weren�t for Hermione�he would have become that man. The same man that his father was.

Draco slowly stood from the rocking chair and made his way over to the bed in the far corner of the room. He sat down on the edge and his gaze shifted to the woman lying beneath the covers. It had been so close.

She was breathing evenly and her lips had regained the red color that he knew so well. Her hair flowed behind her in thick waves over the pillow and he could not help but reach down and brush her bangs from her face. He thought he saw her eyes flutter for a moment when his fingers touched her skin, but he decided that he must have imagined it as she looked no different from the last 3 days following the birth of their child.

He had not left the room since that night, refusing to leave her side. The only one he allowed in the room was the nurse elf, who frequently checked on the baby as well as Hermione.

Potter and Weasly had of course thrown a fit when they discovered that they were unable to enter the room. The amount of charms and wards he put upon the door would take a wizard far more powerful than those two combined to break down. He had no doubt that they were outside at this very moment, trying to come up with a plan to rescue their poor friend from within.

So as to not wake the baby in his arms, Draco slowly lowered himself onto the mattress beside Hermione. He turned onto his side to face her and then placed the baby safely between their two bodies. She seemed to stir for a moment but then with a little puff of air fell back to sleep.

Draco spent several minutes staring from the baby to Hermione, and he couldn�t help but feel like he was given a gift far too precious for any one man to posses.

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Hermione felt unbelievably comfortable. Which was odd because the last thing she remembered feeling was a pain so intense that she would rather die then live through another second of it.

She continued to lie there for a few moments with her eyes closed, afraid that if she were to open them this feeling of bliss would be ripped from her, leaving her feeling cold and alone.

Slowly she opened her eyes. And she could have sworn she felt her heart stop. Because there before her was one of the most beautiful sites she had ever beheld.

It was her child. Her baby.

And wrapped close beside her was Draco.

The sun was low and it cast a golden glow over the two bodies lying beside her. Draco�s face was as beautiful as she had ever seen it before - his mouth was slightly parted and soft breaths escaped his lips. Pieces of hair fell over his face and she slowly lifted a hand to brush them away. But before her hand reached him she paused and her eyes went down to look at the small baby beside her.

It was a girl. Hermione knew instantly as she stared down at her. Her fingers reached down slowly. She was afraid to touch her in that she might disappear at the slightest contact. But as Hermione�s fingers brushed over the softness of her head, a small sob escaped her lips and a warm tear fell down her cheek. She watched with awe as the baby�s eyes slowly opened and Hermione found herself looking into the same snowy eyes as Draco. But she noticed a softness to them that made her look pure and innocent.

She felt Draco shift beside her and when she looked up at him she found that his eyes were open and he was staring at her with such an intensity she felt as though he could see into her very soul.

�Hi,� she whispered.

�Hello,� he whispered back. His gaze moved to the baby and then back up to Hermione. �It�s a girl,� he said softly, and Hermione couldn�t help but growl.

�I suppose you�ll want nothing to do with her now. Now that you know she�s not a boy.� Draco looked shocked and Hermione almost felt regret at her words. But a moment passed and Draco�s gaze focused on the baby once more.

�I was thinking of names for her,� he said. �and I think I found one.� Hermione doubted that anything Draco could come up with would suit her child, but she waited patiently for him to continue.

�I�d like to name her Kassia.� Hermione could barley breath as she watched Draco stroke the baby�s face. �It�s Greek,� he smiled. �It means-�

�It means pure.�

Draco looked up into Hermione�s smiling eyes and all at once Hermione found herself being kissed unlike she had ever been kissed before. The kiss told her so many things that words could have never said, and when Draco pulled away the tears in his eyes made her heart swell and she found herself crying once more.

"I love you, Hermione."

She looked up into his watery eyes and smiled. "I love you too."

He wrapped his arms around his two greatest joys and together they drifted back to sleep and into their future lives together, filled with happiness and laughter and a love so pure that time itself paused to savor it.

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A/N

Wow, guys. I realize that this is the shittiest ending ever, but hear me out. It�s been like, months and months since I last updated. I�m really sorry. I have a good excuse though. I got KIDNEY stones. And then I had to have surgery and then I got all caught up in work and now I�m going back to school and ladee -ladee-la.

�sorry�

But that�s the end of the story! I�m sorry but I really wanted to get this all finished before I forget about it again. There may be a time in the future where I'll throw this piece of crap chapter in the garbage and re-write it, but it won't be anytime soon...

Thanks a lot for reading pals, and even more for reviewing. I hope that you enjoyed!

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