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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 Three

***Four Weeks Later***

“Shit!” Hermione said, panicking as she looked down at the plastic stick. “Fuck.”

“You’re really pregnant?” Ginny asked excitedly. “I’m really going to be an aunty? You and Ron will have to get back together now.” She grinned.

“Ginny, this is not something to be excited about! And I don’t want to get back together with Ron, I never will. He will probably end up with Lavender anyway and I will be completely happy for them when they do.”

“Hermione, it’s a baby, babies are always something to be excited about!” Ginny laughed. “And you have to get back together with Ron; at least, he will probably be forced on pain of death to propose to you. You’re having a baby together; Mum would never let it be raised without both of its parents.”

Hermione took a deep breath “It’s not his” She rushed out quickly.

“What?” asked Ginny.

“The baby, it isn’t, it’s not Ron’s.” She said more slowly this time; she sighed and then winced as the excited look fell from her friends face. “At least, I don’t think it is. Ron and I always used protection so I don’t see how it could be.”

“And who, may I ask, did you not use protection with? Were you going out with Ron at the time?” Ginny asked slowly, trying to understand what she was hearing.

“No of course I wasn’t going out with Ron!” Hermione paused then, “well, I suppose I technically was, but I had just seen him with Lavender! It would hardly be considered cheating!” She defended herself ignoring the question about the baby’s father.

“Oh, well I suppose it wouldn’t.” Ginny said. A moment later she remembered the other part of her question and added “You didn’t tell me who it was.”

Hermione blushed. “I, I d-don’t know if I want to t-tell you that.” She stuttered nervously.

“Well I’m going to know eventually. I mean, you’ll have to tell the father about the child, and then he will be a part of all of our lives.” She huffed

“Uhh...about that, I was thinking I could just not tell him. I mean, I’m pretty well off because of the success of my autobiography, I can raise the child by myself easily,” Hermione said, trying to convince her.

“Hermione, you have to tell the father! It doesn’t matter if you don’t need him for financial support. He will want to be a part of his child’s life!” Ginny said shocked that Hermione would even think of not letting the child’s father be a part of his or her life.

“Um, I’m not so sure that he would, actually.” She said dejectedly.

“Why the bloody hell not? Who is this guy? Why won’t you tell me?” Ginny said, getting angry.

Hermione was silent.

“Oh Gods! It’s not Harry is it?” Ginny looked like she would be sick as the colour drained from her face.

“NO! No definitely not Harry!!” Hermione quickly reassured her friend, shuddering at the thought of sleeping with the boy who had been her best friend since their first year Hogwarts.

“I just had to be sure. I didn’t really think you would do something like that.” Ginny said, clearly relieved but still slightly shaken.

“I would never do that to you, Gin! You know that!” Hermione was still shocked that Ginny even had to ask her!

“I know” said Ginny, her voice wobbling a bit, “It’s just he’s been so weird lately.” She burst into tears “And, well, when you wouldn’t tell me who it was, I just had a thought that, maybe, something had happened and you didn’t want me to know.” She choked out.

Hermione, worried, gathered Ginny to her chest and stroked her flaming red hair.

“If I tell you who it was will you promise not to tell anyone? Especially not Harry or Ron.” She considered that for a moment and added “Well I wouldn’t really mind if Ron found out, I think that’s why I did it in the first place, to get back at Ron for cheating on me with Lavender. But if Ron finds out, then he will tell Harry and I really don’t want anyone knowing about it, at least for now.” She still hadn’t completely decided whether or not she would tell Malfoy about the pregnancy. What if he wanted her to have an abortion? She just didn’t think she could get rid of her own child, no matter who its father was.

“I won’t tell a soul” her face brightened at the idea of finally finding out who had gotten Hermione knocked up. “I promise. Not even Harry or Ron”

Hermione immediately regretted saying anything, but she had to tell her now. Grimacing she took a deep breath. “Malfoy” Hermione stated, sounding a lot calmer than she felt.

“Draco? Malfoy!” Ginny asked shocked.

“No.” Hermione said sarcastically, “I meant Lucius! Of course Draco.”

“Draco! Malfoy?” Ginny still wasn’t sure she had heard correctly.

“Yes, Ginny” Hermione said exasperated. “What other Draco’s do we know?”

“I was just making sure I had heard you correctly” Ginny was still stunned. “Wow! Draco Malfoy! What was it like?” She breathed, once again excited.

“What?” It was Hermione’s turn to be confused.

“What was it like? I mean he has a pretty amazing reputation in the sexual expertise department.” Ginny winked. “So...?” She prompted when Hermione didn’t answer.

“Um” Hermione cleared her throat blushing, “I only really remember the first time.” She said embarrassed. “I was pretty drunk.” She explained before suddenly realising her mistake.

“The first time? You mean you did it more than once?” Ginny squealed and Hermione groaned angry with herself for letting it slip that it wasn’t just once. “Wait” Ginny stopped her before she could continue. “We need to be somewhere more comfortable and more private than the bathroom floor for this conversation.” She said standing and pulling Hermione with her until they got to Ginny’s room, where Hermione was staying while her parents were away for a three month long holiday. Hermione decided she would need to find herself an apartment before they got back.

Ginny pulled over to her bed and sat her down. “Ok, so tell me from the start, what exactly happened that night?”

So Hermione recounted what she remembered of the night to her best friend, who was far more excited about the fact that she had slept with the great ‘Slytherin Sex God’ than she was.

***Two weeks later***

Hermione and Ginny were doing the dishes in the kitchen at the burrow in silence when Ginny said “I still think you need to tell him.”

“Ginny! shhh...!” Hermione said glancing around to make sure no one had heard the youngest Weasley child’s comment, “I don’t want to tell him, and I’m pretty sure he won’t want to know.”

“Who won’t want to know what?” said Harry from the doorway as he came in to the room to join them.

“Nothing” Said Hermione too quickly.

Harry raised his eyebrows at his friend. Realising he was not wanted and he wasn’t likely to get any information about the girls conversation, he turned to leave the room, figuring he would find out sometime.

“You know, Hermione, they will find out eventually! You’re almost two months along, you’re going to start showing soon, not to mention the fact that you have been throwing up every morning for a week, and I think it would be a good idea if you told them before they noticed for themselves, I’m half surprised they haven’t already!” Ginny said quietly once Harry was out of the room.

“I know” Hermione sighed. “I was just hoping that I could somehow conceal my stomach, and then when it comes, tell them that I am babysitting for a relative... indefinitely.” Hermione grinned. “You don’t think it would work?” Hermione laughed at incredulous look on Ginny’s face.

“Not likely” Ginny scoffed. “How would you explain the morning sickness and the odd food cravings not to mention breastfeeding when it comes and the mother/child resemblance once the child is older? Hmm...?”

Hermione’s face paled at the mention of parental resemblance, what if the child looks exactly like Malfoy? She pushed the idea from her thoughts; there was nothing she could do about that.

She forced herself to smile at Ginny. Then she sighed.

“I suppose you’re right, I do need to tell everyone soon, I just don’t know how to go about it.”

“I’ll be here to help you out, Mione, you know that.” Ginny said gently.

“I know.” She said quietly. “Oh My God, I’m so sorry I forgot that you were having problems with Harry, what’s going on there?” She asked worried for her friend’s relationship.

“Oh that, it was nothing” Ginny grinned, blushing, “Harry was just nervous about asking me to take our relationship to the next level” She smiled widely.

Hermione laughed, “And by the look on your face I’m guessing you did! Wait. Don’t tell me I don’t want to hear about it!”

Their conversation was brought to halt when Fred and George came into the room looking for food and sitting down at the kitchen table to eat it, ignoring the two giggling girls.

Two days later Hermione stood up while everyone was eating dinner around the dining table and cleared her throat loudly. The Weasley’s all immediately fell quite, and Ginny squeezed her hand reassuringly.

“Um,” She started nervously. “I have some news.” Her voice wobbled slightly and she cleared her throat again. “I really don’t know how to say this, and I didn’t know when the best time would be. But as everyone’s here, well I suppose now is as good a time as any” she paused for a second, her heart beating wildly, before blurting out “I’m pregnant”.

Ron’s face visibly paled at news, and everyone just stared at her for a few seconds before Molly broke down into happy tears and all the Weasley men got up and started clapping Ron on the back while he sat there looking stunned, they all hugged Hermione, patting her slightly swollen belly softly.

Ginny grimaced at her and Hermione cleared her throat awkwardly getting their attention again.

“Um, it’s not Ron’s” she said quietly looking down at her hardly touched plate of quiche and salad.

Silence met her ears; she braced herself for the expressions on their faces as she looked up at them all. Ron, she noticed was looking extremely shocked and upset at this piece of information yet immensely relieved at the same time. Molly still had tears running down her face but they were disappointed tears now rather than happy tears.

Harry cleared his throat, “Whose is it?” he asked the question they were all thinking.

“Um” Hermione started nervously, “I’m not quite ready to tell you that yet”

After the initial shock of her pregnancy had worn off, the Weasley’s were all incredibly supportive. All except for Ron who was avoiding her as much as possible, as though she was the one who had cheated on him rather than the other way around.

She had called her parents the day after she announced the news at the dinner table and despite being disappointed in her they were also supporting her decision to keep the child. They had offered to come home straight away to look after her, but she told to stay and that she would be fine with the Weasley’s.

The only person now who didn’t know about the pregnancy was Malfoy, and probably he had more of a right to know than anyone, but Hermione still couldn’t bring herself to tell him.

***Seven Weeks Later***

Now that she was over three months pregnant, Hermione was showing clearly; even while wearing loose fitting clothes. She had had to purchase new maternity jeans as her normal pants wouldn’t do up anymore.

Today Molly had insisted on taking her shopping for baby things, Hermione had complained that it wasn’t due for another six months but Molly wouldn’t take no for an answer. So here she was, inside a maternity and baby supply shop in Diagon Alley looking at baby things with Ginny and Molly Weasley.

She ended up buying two books on magical pregnancy and three on raising young magical children, as well as a knitting pattern and wool for baby booties, she knew how to knit quite well because of her attempts at freeing the Hogwarts house elves by knitting them beanies, so she thought she would give the booties a go.

Ginny and Molly, even after she protested that she didn’t need anything from them, had bought her a beautiful maternity sun dress, which grew with her belly so it would always be the right size even when she was as big as a whale, and a set of witches robes that did the same thing.

As the three of them walked out of the shop and down the street, her heart nearly stopped. There, standing in the street was Draco Malfoy; father of her future child.
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