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My Best Enemy's Baby	By : caseyjarryn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 51690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter Eighteen

...“They’re for Narcissa” Hermione answered Draco’s silent question, she swallowed; “and I think they’re from your father.”...

Draco opened his mouth to speak, but fell silent when the door to the flat opened, Narcissa stood there for a moment looking at the flowers sadly before reciting. “You are never absent from my mind, I treasure thoughts of happy times, though youth has gone my love is strong, you are the light of my life. I love you.” A tear trailed down her smooth alabaster cheek, “It’s how Lucius and I used to communicate when we were courting. Each flower has particular meaning and is chosen for that rather than the aesthetic beauty.” She wiped at her eyes with an embroidered handkerchief “He changed so much after we were married...” Narcissa visibly shook herself out of the memories before hardening her features and saying coldly, “Why he thinks that silly little gestures will change anything after what he has done...” She shook her head before gesturing for the two of them to come into the house and closing the door slightly harder than actually necessary.

Hermione put the flowers down on the bench, not quite knowing what to do with them. Draco cleared his throat and after a minute and broke the silence “How was your meeting with your new lawyer, Mother? Will he be good enough, do you think?”

“I think that he will do fine” replied Narcissa, who was looking a little off colour, as she made tea. “He is rather new to the field, but he has excellent qualifications” She set their tea down in front of them as she spoke, “and seems to actually be looking forward to taking on Lucius.”

Narcissa started to bring her cup of tea to her lips but set it down suddenly; the tea sloshed over the edge of the cup, and stood up, “Will one of you please get rid of that bloody bouquet?” She said shakily before hurrying down the hall to shut herself in her room.

Hermione and Draco sat there in shocked silence for a moment, “Should one of us go and check to see if she is ok?” Hermione asked as Draco picked up the flowers and dropped them in the rubbish.

“No, I think she just needs some space.” He replied.

There was another pause before Hermione dropped her head into her hands, “I’m so sorry about all of this, Draco” she said softly.

Draco stared at her quizzically, “What the bloody hell are you sorry for?”

Hermione sighed, “If I had just agreed to marry you in the first place, none of this would be happening.”

“Hermione, we both know that marriage was most definitely not – and still isn’t - the right option for us. Do you think we would have worked things out between us the way we have? No, we would still hate each other just on principle, because of the injustice of being forced into the situation.”

She sighed again, “I know, you’re right. But still can’t help but feel that all this is entirely my fault.”

“It is no-one’s fault but my Father’s” Draco said, “and if anyone else is to be blamed, it’s us; both of us, for not using contraception.”

Hermione opened her mouth to reply but Draco cut her off, “I’m serious, Granger. Stop blaming yourself.”

Hermione laughed, “I was actually going to say that it is Ron’s fault for making me want to get back at him by sleeping with you.”

Draco grinned at Hermione, “Yep, it’s definitely all the Weasel’s fault.”

***The Next Day***

Narcissa was out of the house, as she seemed to be a lot - she was a very social woman, and had been spending a lot of time out with her friends. This weekend, she was spending it away at the Parkinson’s holiday home in Italy.

“We should start thinking about that dinner party soon” Hermione told Draco, “We will need to make sure that all our friends will be available. I think they have all had time to at least think up a few baby names.” She continued.

Draco grimaced at the thought of the dinner party; he wasn’t looking forward to it at all. He also still didn’t like the idea of either Harry or Ron coming up with his daughter’s name.

“Ok, when should we have it?” Draco sighed.

“Well, do you know when Blaise and Pansy will be free? Is there anyone else you want to invite?” Hermione asked him.

“No, no one else.” Draco’s two best friends from Hogwarts, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle had died in the battle against Voldemort, and other than Pansy and Blaise, Draco wasn’t particularly close to anyone else. “You decide on a date, and I will owl them to check if they will be available.”

“Alright, how about we have it on Wednesday?” Hermione asked, “I have a check up on Tuesday afternoon, so we will have a new picture of the baby to show them.”

Draco mumbled something in return and went to make himself a cup of tea.

Hermione followed him into the kitchen, “I’m going over the Burrow for lunch today to see Harry and Ron, do you want to come?” Draco just raised his eyebrows at her as if she was mad for even asking. Hermione huffed, “I thought you and Harry were starting to get on?”

“’Not killing each other’ is not the same thing as ‘wanting to spend time together’, Granger.”

“Fine, I will see you later then.” She said before turning to walk out of the room.

Draco set his tea down and quickly grabbed her arm before she got to the door, “Wha...” Hermione started but Draco quickly cut off by crushing his lips over hers. Just as she started to respond to the kiss Draco pulled away.

“Don’t be home too late, we have the place to ourselves this weekend, and I intend to make very good use of the privacy.” Draco Smirked as he saw Hermione flush at his words, her eyes dark.

She nodded slightly before Draco let her go and she managed to leave the room without stumbling.

When she arrived at the Burrow Harry and Ron were happy to see her, and Molly fussed over for about 15 minutes before the trio managed to escape up to Ron’s room. Ginny had returned to Hogwarts slightly over a month ago, and Hermione still felt a bit bad for not going to see her off at the station.

“Guess what, ‘Mione?” Ron asked her excitedly. She and Ron had finally settled back into their old friendship.

“What?” Hermione laughed.

Harry had a happy sheepish look on his face as Ron continued, “Harry here got accepted into Auror Training.”

“Oh wow” Hermione said as she pulled her friend into a hug, “Congratulations, Harry!”

“Thanks, ‘Mione” Harry mumbled with a smile on his face.

Hermione frowned suddenly and turned to Ron, “What about you? Didn’t you get in?”

Ron looked surprised, “Didn’t I tell you already?” He asked, then continued, “I decided that being an Auror wasn’t what I wanted, so I didn’t end up applying”

“Oh” Said Hermione, then she asked “What are you going to do instead then?”

“Well, I have a few options.” Started Ron, “Bill and Fleur said I could come stay with them in Egypt, and Charlie has said that I am welcome at his place in Romania, so I might take the year off to travel, visit Egypt and Romania and also a few other places as well.” Ron looked over at Harry, “I’m trying to convince Harry here to defer his place at the Auror Academy to come travelling with me for a while.”

“That sounds great, Ron, and Harry you should definitely go! It would be an amazing experience.” Hermione told them.

“It would have been great if you could have come too” Said Harry with regret in his voice.

Hermione smiled sadly, “Maybe in a few years time we can do a trip together.”

Just before Hermione left after lunch she remembered the dinner party she wanted to have that week. Luckily they said that they would be able to make it and that when Fred and George returned from the shop – Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes had really taken off – they would get the twins to owl her with their RSVP’s. She reminded them about coming up with a list of names then hugged them both goodbye.

By the time she got home it was late afternoon and Draco was out, probably visiting his own friends. Hermione decided that it was late enough that she could start cooking dinner already, so she went to the kitchen to see what food they had in the cupboards.

Hermione was just pulling the lasagne she had made out of the oven when Draco came home.

“I see I have arrived right on time” Draco said, when he walked into the kitchen. “I’m starving”

“Can you grab the plates and cutlery?” Hermione asked as she put the hot dish down on the table. Draco scowled at having to do ‘house-elf work’ but did it nevertheless.

Hermione looked up when she was finished eating and blushed at the way Draco was looking at her over his empty plate. “Time for dessert” He stated before standing up and stalking around the table towards her.

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