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Nature's Cruelty: Sequel to Earth Shattering	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That right goes to the AMAZING JK Rowling. No profit is made off this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Flight
- 3-News
- 4-Secrets
- 5-Fireworks
- 6-Broken
- 7-Zoo
- 8-Tremble
- 9-Danger
- 10-Loss
- 11-Cruelty
- 12-Hope
- 13-Epilogue
- 2
- 3
- 4
Chapter 3- News
Tuesday, July 4th, 2006 12:05pm
"How did we get here Hermione?" Draco asked with a fallen face "I can't do this anymore, I'm done. I'm sorry but I can't take this anymore."
Hermione let out a laugh as she hunched over holding her stomach.
"You just have to toss the ring on the bottle, Draco; it's not that hard. Little kids are able to do it!" she exclaimed through her laughter.
"This game is utter bullocks! People are staring and it is making me uncomfortable. Why can't I just buy you the giant bear?"
"Because, it is more fun to play the game and earn the prize. You can't just buy everything in life." she stated touching his shoulder gently.
"Sure I can; watch…Excuse me." He called out the man attending the game. "I will give you $20.00 for that large stuffed bear up there in the corner."
"Draco!" Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled him away before looking back to the man. "I'm sorry, he was just kidding."
"No worries." The man replied with a smile "Besides, that bear cost about $50.00 anyway. Most people spend that, and more, just trying to win one of the small prizes."
"I'll give you a $100." Draco cut in as he released his arm from Hermione's grasp.
"Draco!"
"Done." The man claimed with a large grin before reaching up to grab the bear that was half the size of Hermione.
Draco pulled out a crisp one hundred dollar bill and handed it to the man as he took the bear from him. Handing it to Hermione, he smiled brightly as he took her hand and began walking down the busy boardwalk.
"You didn't have to do that, you know?" she claimed hugging the bear close to her chest. "You over paid for it and it was not necessary."
"I know…But I wanted to. You are my wife after all, and my wife deserves everything she wants."
"You don't have to buy everything for me, Draco. I don't want you to think you have to buy my love."
Draco stopped walking instantly and turned to her.
"Is that what you think I'm doing?" he asked as people pushed passed him. "You think I am buying you things because it will make you love me more? Hermione, that is not why I am doing it."
"Then why are you? I get it; you are filthy rich and can buy an island if you really wanted to. You don't have to flaunt your money at me. I am not a materialistic woman."
"It's our money first of all," He began letting out a sigh "second, I know you're not, and third, I am doing it because I love you and I want to give you the world. I am not doing to flaunt our money or because I think it will make you never leave me. I have the money so why not spend it on you? It's not like I am really doing anything else with it besides funding SPEW. My company is back on track after last year, and we have more money than I know what to do with. Let me just spoil you, okay? It makes me happy."
"You had to throw that in didn't you?" she questioned, releasing his hand and holding on to the bear with both arms.
"Throw what in?" he asked placing his hands in his pockets and let out another sigh.
"That it makes you happy?"
"Because it does; do you want me to lie to you and say it doesn't?"
"No…I just…I want you to be happy, but I am not for just throwing money around like it's nothing."
"Hermione, Love." Draco began, moving closer to her and taking out a hand to cup her freckled face. "It is just a teddy bear. It is not like I bought you a boat or something;" he looked out to the water "which isn't really a bad idea, now that I think about it."
"Draco!" she lightly slapped his chest.
"I am kidding." He chuckled "Unless you want one?"
"No! I don't want a boat! What would I do with a boat anyway?"
"Well there is one thing you could do with a boat." He winked.
Hermione hit him again as she let out a small laugh.
"Get your mind out of the gutter!"
"I was actually thinking about sailing with it; you know, because that is the whole purpose of a boat?…Someone has a dirty mind."
"I do not!"
"That is not what I gathered last night…or this morning for that matter!" he called out as he turned and walked away from her.
"Ugh! You are insufferable!"
He turned his head back with a laugh as he continued walking.
"That is just part of my charm."
Hermione ran to catch up to him as he continued to walk down the pier at a slow pace. Taking her hand back, they walked a little further until they reached a small pizza shop.
"Thank you." Hermione muttered into the head of the teddy bear.
"For what?" he asked as he looked over the menu above the counter.
"For the bear." She smiled.
He turned his head to her and squeezed her hand in his before looking back at the board.
"So, do you want to go to the Zoo today?" Draco asked still looking over the menu at food choices he has never had before.
"It's The Fourth of July, Draco."
"And…What does that have to do with the Zoo?"
Hermione giggled slightly as she lowered the bear in her arms.
"Um, it's the United States National Day; one of the biggest celebrated days of the year here."
"I don't understand." He let out a long sigh "but I have a strong feeling you are about to give me a history lesson on the subject."
"It's a celebration for them. They also call it Independence Day. In 1776 the Declaration of Independence was signed and adopted by the Continental Congress." He raised a brown in confusion "The Congress declared that the thirteen American colonies regarded themselves as Free States and the US was no longer connected to the British Crown. They were at war with Great Britain and no longer wanted to be under British rule."
"Britain owned America?"
"For a while, yes. If it wasn't for winning the war, America would be a lot different right now. Today is one of the most memorable days in American history. They celebrate with fireworks and barbecues; picnics, baseball games-"
"What is baseball?" he interrupted.
"I…I will explain later." She giggled. "Right now, I am hungry. Do you know what you want to order?' she asked looking up at the menu.
"You still never said what that has to do with the Zoo."
"Today is very busy, as you can tell." She looked around at the large gathering in the shop "Everyone is out and the Zoo will be so packed, we won't be able to really enjoy it."
"Oh…Makes sense." He replied as he too, looked around. "Do you want to go tomorrow then?"
She nodded her head yes and stepped up to the counter.
"What can I get you Miss?" the man behind the counter asked as he wiped his hands on a towel.
"Do you know what you want to eat?" Hermione ask, looking back at Draco.
"I never had anything on this menu before. I don't really know what is good."
Hermione playfully rolled her eyes and looked back to the man.
"We will have a…medium pepperoni pie, two medium soft drinks, and…an order of garlic bread please."
"Coming right up!" the man turned to start the order and Draco looked at his wife in bewilderment.
"You want pie for lunch?"
"You never had pizza before? We have shops all over England. Surely you have had it for lunch or something?"
"Love, just because we live in England and my company is located in a muggle city, doesn't mean I eat muggle food. I tend to cook for myself and well now you…like you have seen."
"But it's pizza…Is that why you never order delivery? And order all our groceries by owl?"
"First off, that requires using a muggle telephone, which is just strange to me, or using that contraption you call a computer, that is currently residing in our office at home, which I have never used a day in my life."
"I'm confused. Your company is based off of using muggle technology in the wizarding world…You have never tested your own inventions?" she raised a brow at him.
"No. I have people for that. And we have perfectly good owls. Muggle tech is just a business venture that makes me rich."
"Wow." Her face turned to shock. "You, my dear husband, have so much to learn."
"And I have a strong feeling you are going to teach me…against my will."
"Obviously…I can't believe you never had a pizza pie before. It is like a rite of passage."
"Do I look like someone who would eat that kind of thing? How long have you known me? Have I ever been the type to want muggle things?" he asked placing his hands in the pocket of his shorts.
Hermione rolled her eyes and moved to the register.
"Why don't you find us a table and I'll get the food." she stated bitterly while handing him the bear.
"Fine by me." He shrugged, taking the stuffed animal, before he turned to look for an open table.
It took him a few minutes to find one, as every table was full, so he waited for a couple who was sitting in a booth, wrapping up to leave, and quickly sat down before anyone else could take it. Discretely pulling out his wand, Draco set the bear down and cast a cleaning spell on the table. While he waited for Hermione to find him, he couldn't help but stare at the large white bear in disgust. He didn't mind seeing the joy on Hermione's face once she allowed herself to be happy he got it for her, but he wished they would have found a way to shrink the damn thing before sitting down to eat.
Wrapping an arm around the neck of the bear, he leaned back and rested his head on the back of the booth.
"I guess for now, it's just the two of us." He spoke to the bear.
The teddy bear's head fell forward and rested on the table. Draco let out a sigh and shrunk his shoulders in defeat.
"I guess not." He stated with an eye roll.
Five minutes later, Hermione came squeezing through the large crowd with their order. Draco stood up to help her but she brushed him off and set the pie and garlic bread down before leaving him for a moment to grab their drinks. Once she came back, she set the drinks down and took a seat across from him.
She appeared to be slightly upset and Draco knew it was because of what he said earlier.
"Are you mad at me?" He asked in wonder, just to make sure.
"No, why would I be mad at you?" she stated a little coldly.
"Because of what I said? I didn't mean it like it sounded."
"Then how did you mean it? Because it sounded to me like you don't care about anything from my world; unless it makes you money." She claimed as she ripped a slice of pizza and placed it on the paper plate in front of him.
"I never said I didn't care about your world, Hermione. But come on; look at me. I am a pureblood wizard who has been sheltered his whole life from muggles and taught to look down on them. After the fall of Voldemort, I still held some prejudice against muggles and everything they do but I have changed since then. That doesn't mean I am not willing to try new things. For Merlin sakes, Hermione, I married you, a muggle-born with muggle parents. Give me some credit. Just because I have never felt the need to want to try food you grew up with, doesn't mean I don't care."
Hermione lowered her head and picked at the pepperoni sitting on top of her pizza before setting her hand down on the table and looked up.
"You're right. I'm sorry. It just that, for years I have known you to be one person, cruel and hateful, and then suddenly I wake up and I am married to you. I guess, I just have a hard time letting go of the past sometimes."
"Well you better learn to get over it quickly, because I am your Husband and I love you; I am not that childhood bully anymore. I haven't been for a long time. Your world is now my world and if you want me to try something then just ask me and I most likely will. I want you to be happy. I might not like what you make me try but I also might love it; we don't know. But I am willing to do whatever it takes to keep a smile on that beautiful face of yours. That doesn't mean though, that I won't argue it or be a smart arse, because that is in my nature."
"I'm sorry." she stated sorrowfully.
"Why are you sorry? You have no reason to be." He reached a hand across the table and took hers in his. "Look, Hermione, Love, We are always going to see the children we once were because we grew up together. And like it or not, we are going to have disagreements and we are going to fight. We might need to lock up the wands when that happens," he chuckled "but that doesn't mean we don't care about each other or what the other person wants. Please don't ever think I don't care because I never did something muggle related or I seem unwilling. That is just the Slytherin in me. I am designed to be a wise arse. If that ever stops, then you should take me to St. Mungo's…immediately."
Hermione let out a small laugh and half-smiled at him.
"No promises…I think I would like to see you not be crass for once." She winked.
"But where is the fun in that? I would be boring and you would divorce me in a heart-beat." Draco stated, releasing her hand while leaning back and crossing his arms.
"Maybe." She shrugged as she lifted the slice of pizza on her plate and took a bite.
Draco chuckled before looking down and eyeing the greasy mess in front of him; contemplating whether or not trying the slab of cheese and meat on his plate, was a good idea.
Picking up the slice with his hands, he put the slice closer to his lips and took a small bite. Hermione watched him with a smile on her face as he tasted what he thought, was the most amazing thing he had ever tasted in his life.
Chewing a little more, he reveled in the deliciousness of trying pizza for the first time. He couldn't believe it took him as long as it did to try muggle food. He was blown away at how much he was enjoying the delectable treat before him.
"Why the bloody hell, haven't you introduced me to this before?" Draco asked as he took another bite.
Hermione chuckled as she wiped her chin with a napkin.
"I thought you've had it before…So you like it?"
"Do I li- I bloody love it!" he exclaimed.
"Good." She smiled "Now try this on it." she passed him some red pepper flakes.
He started to sprinkle some on top, when Hermione reached over and grabbed his wrist.
"Not that much!" she announced with a laugh "That stuff is hot."
Draco set the flakes down gently as he looked back to his plate. Lifting up his glass of soda, he began to take a sip as Hermione continued the conversation.
"So I asked the cashier and he said there will be fireworks on the beach after sundown; if you want to go. Also there is something I need to tell you and I-"
"Bloody Hell!" Draco cut in as he pulled the drink back and looked at it in astonishment.
Hermione froze mid-sentence and looked at him confused.
"Is it flat? Should I grab a new one?" She asked picking up her own glass to take a sip. "It tastes fine to me."
"Fine?" Draco asked in shock "This is not fine!"
"You have had soda before…in my hospital room; remember? You liked it then. You even said, and I quote, 'What sort of witchcraft is this, how are muggles able to create such a wonderful concoction?'"
"This isn't soda, Hermione, this…this is pure magic!" he exclaimed.
"Um…What?" Hermione raised a brow.
"This is the most amazing thing I have ever tasted! Well, besides you of course." He beamed.
"Draco…it's the same thing that comes in a can or bottle. It ju-"
"This is not the same thing! This is so much better! What did they do to it? Do they have a wizard working for them? What flavor is this? They have so many!"
Hermione tried to stifle a laugh as Draco continued to sip the soft drink in his hand.
"Draco, it's just a fountain soda. They have more syrup in them than bottled ones, which, makes them taste slightly different. They don't have anyone magical working for them; just a lot of sugar."
"Well they are bloody geniuses!"
Hermione chuckled and shook her head before continuing to finish her food. Once they were both done, and Draco was fully satisfied after his third carbonated drink, they made their way out the pizza shop and down to the amusement park at the end of the boardwalk.
"I can't carry this thing anymore!" Draco exclaimed in frustration; stopping in front of a small shop with curtains for doors "How do muggles do this all day? This fucking bear is a pain in my arse! It's hot out and this thing is making my arm sweat!"
"You are the one who bought it when you didn't have to." Hermione stated as a matter of fact. "If it bothers you that much we can find a bathroom and shrink it, then put it in my bag."
"He was right, your bond is strong." A woman interrupted calmly.
Draco turned his head and looked at the woman who was dressed very similar to a gypsy.
"Come inside; I have something for you." She stated raising a finger, waving them to her.
Draco turned to look at Hermione, who looked just as confused as he did, as the woman gracefully turned and walked into the shop. Draco began to follow but Hermione pulled him back.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
"Going in…What does it look like I am doing?" He replied confused while pointing to the curtain.
"You can't just go in there because someone told you to follow them!"
"Hermione, this isn't war; we are not fighting an evil tyrant or my mother. I am sure going into a fortune tellers shop is not going to kill us."
"You don't know that! She could…" her sentence trailed off.
"She could what? Kidnap us; burn us with her lies of the future?" he chuckled "I am sure we can handle whatever is in there." he turned and began walking into the shop.
Hermione reluctantly followed him but as Draco entered, he noticed the shop was a lot larger inside than it appeared to be on the outside. Walking around the shop he took in the feel of how it looked very similar to Borgin and Burkes; but cleaner, less dusty, and more inviting.
Draco picked up a glass sphere and as Hermione ventured off to look around. He rotated the ball in his hand and went to set it back down on the counter when he heard his name being called.
"Mr. Malfoy? Is that you?" a man asked behind him.
Setting the ball down and turning around, Draco came face to face with a man he never thought he would see again.
"Jason?" he asked in surprise.
"You remember me? Wow, brilliant!" he stated, taking a step forward.
"How could I forget the paramedic that helped save my wife's life?" Draco exclaimed setting the bear down "How are you?"
"I'm great-wait…did you say wife? You and…"
"Yup." Draco crossed his arms and smiled.
"Wow! When? Congratulations by the way!"
"Thanks, just this past Saturday, actually. We're here on our Honeymoon." He stated proudly, leaning back against the counter. "So what brings you to America?"
"Vacation…well sort of. Visiting cousins out here; they were adamant about us coming for this holi-"
"Jason, can we get this?" a boy around the age of thirteen asked.
"Steven!" Jason exclaimed as he turned to the boy "Look who I ran into!"
Steven turned his head and his mouth instantly fell open as he stood frozen in shock.
"Ah so this is Steven! It's a pleasure to finally meet you." Draco announced while stretching his hand out to shake the young boys. "I have heard a lot about you."
Steven slowly began to reach out a trembling hand as he stared at Draco; star struck.
"You-you're…you're Draco Malfoy!" he exclaimed through a stutter. "Holy Hell!"
"Language, Steve!" Jason cut in firmly "Just because mum isn't here doesn't mean you can just curse whenever you please."
"But it's Draco bloody Malfoy!" Steven stated in excitement as Draco released his hand.
"Draco, I found a restroom we can shrink the bear in-oh, hello." Hermione stopped walking and looked at the brothers with a warm smile.
Steven's eyes moved from Draco to Hermione and his jaw looked to practically fall off his face. His eyes began to roll back into his head as he fell back and almost crashed to the floor. Everyone reached out to catch the boy but Jason got to him first.
"Whoa!" Draco called out "Are you okay?" he asked as Steven came to and stood up.
"Am I dreaming? Is this really happening? Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger! The most famous couple in the whole wizarding world right now is standing before me!...I must be dreaming; either that or I am going crazy."
"You are not going crazy." Jason chuckled slightly "Nor are you dreaming."
"I apologize." Draco chimed in "You and my wife have not been properly introduced. This is Hermione, as you already know, and Hermione, Love, this is Jason."
"Hello." Hermione reached out a hand to shake Jason's. "Wait," she looked at Draco before looking back to Jason. "This isn't the paramedic you told me about, is it?"
"The very same; he and his brother here are on holiday visiting family."
Hermione grasped her other hand on top of Jason's and looked him in the eyes with a soft expression.
"Draco told me all about you and what you did for both of us…Thank you, for helping save my life."
"Wait," Steven cut in "So you weren't lying when you said you met both of them and saved one third of the Golden Trio?"
"He wasn't lying." Draco answered with a half-smile.
Hermione turned to the boy and released her hands from Jason.
"You are Steven? She asked pleasantly.
"I…eh hem." Steven straightened his shoulders and held out his hand. "I am. But please, call me Steve." He stated proudly.
"Well Steve, Draco told me all about you. How you are a muggle-born in Slytherin and I am assuming, since it has been a year that you are going into your…fifth year now? It is a pleasure to meet you." Hermione beamed.
"The pleasure is all mine Ms. Granger-er I mean Mrs. Malfoy."
"Oh, please call me Hermione. No need to be so formal."
Steven grinned from ear to ear as he shook Hermione's hand and Draco could tell just how excited the boy was at meeting them. Normally he would have just brushed the boy off but he couldn't help but revel in meeting the only fan he has ever had; not including his wife.
"Have you visited the zoo yet?" Hermione asked, drawing Draco back to reality.
"Not yet." Jason replied looking down at his brother "We were going to go today but I never expected the crowd to be so large. American's sure do take their festivities above and beyond." He chuckled.
"Oh, you both should come with us! We were going to go tomorrow!" Hermione exclaimed in excitement.
"What?" Draco chimed in in shock.
"Yes!" Steven announced before anyone had a chance to say anything.
"Now, now Steve, they are on their honeymoon. We don't want to impose on them. Maybe when we are all back in England we could do something with them then." Jason added.
"Yes, that sounds like a great id-" Draco began but Hermione held a hand up to his chest and stopped him before pulling him off to the side.
"Draco, it is just the zoo." She whispered.
"Yes but it is our time together, Hermione. I don't want others tagging along. I want you to myself while we are here." He retorted.
"We still have a lot of time left on our honeymoon. One day isn't going to hurt anyone. Besides, he is just a kid and the zoo isn't romantic. I think we would have a lot of fun with them. Please Draco." She began to pout. "I promise to make it up to you later. You can have me in more ways than one after tomorrow. I think having someone who has been here before will be nice."
"No." he stated firmly.
Hermione furrowed her brows and stood her ground.
"Jason helped saved my life! I owe him and if taking him and his brother to the zoo is one way to help pay him back, then I will do it!"
Draco softened his features and released the tension in his shoulders as he let out a sigh.
"Fine. But one day!" He held up a finger "Do you understand? We can plan something later with them afterwards when we get back home. After tomorrow, it is just you and I. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal!" she smiled widely before placing a quick kiss on his lips and turned around. "So…Who wants to go…."
As Hermione continued to talk to the brothers, Draco noticed the gypsy looking woman off to the side just staring at him. As she turned and walked into a room, Draco couldn't help but be drawn to her. The curiosity of her mysteriousness made him question why she brought them into her shop in the first place.
"I'll be right back." He mentioned before kissing Hermione's cheek and walking away to follow the woman.
He slowly made his way to the back of the store to the doorway he last saw the woman at. Taking a glace inside, he didn't see her but he took note that the room looked very similar to what Professor Trelawney might have done if she had free reign on what her classroom looked like. Instead of desks and benches, there where colorful blankets and pillows laid throughout the floor and a single low table sat in the middle of the room. A small glass sphere rested upon the table and that confirmed that the shop was one of those fortune teller places Hermione always loved to hate.
As Draco drew closer to the orb, he suddenly felt a presence looming over him. Turning around quickly, he came face to face with the woman he followed.
"You are a curious one." She mentioned with a small smile. "Please, have a seat."
Draco eyed the woman, not really knowing if he should listen to her or not. She seemed friendly enough but he played with his wand in his pocket, just in case he was wrong.
"I don't bite." She giggled "There is no need to pull your wand out. This is a safe place."
"My wand?" he finally managed to say; not even realizing he was holding back on speaking.
"I know who you are, Draco Malfoy. I also know who your wife is. Congratulations on getting married."
"Um…Thanks. Who are you?" he questioned with suspicion in his voice.
"Forgive me. My name is Regina Popworth. I am a seer for the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is my home during the summer."
"So that is how you know who I am? You saw me in one of your…visions or whatever." He asked taking his hand out of his pocket.
"Yes and no. I know who you are because of Harry Potter." She began walking past Draco and to a shelf in the back of the room. "He helped me through a struggle when I visited England a few years ago. I won't go into detail but let's just say…I owe him a favor."
"What kind of favor? And what does it have to do with me and my wife?"
"He warned me that you are very protective of Hermione. That is a good trait to have, especially with the threat looming over you." Regina began as she picked up some papers off the shelf.
"Threat? What threat?" he asked as he reached back into his pocket for his wand.
"I do not know. But you and your wife have a dark ominous shadow lingering in your auras. I wish I could tell you more but this sort of shadow, is not one I have seen before. It is different; but I know it means danger."
"Danger?" Draco questioned while taking a step forward.
"I can give you a reading if you like. It can help me determine more about what sort of danger you and your wife are in."
At that moment, Draco figured the seer's tactic was to draw him in with a made up tale to get him to pay for a reading. He wasn't having it and he wasn't going to let her con him. No matter who it was that she knew.
"I'm good, thanks." He stated with a huff.
"Very well." Regina replied as she began walking over to Draco. "Mr. Potter has sent an owl this morning and has asked that I find a way to give these to you." She handed Draco two envelopes. One addressed to him and one addressed to Hermione.
"Why didn't he just send the owl to us instead?" he asked with a raised brow.
"The letter he sent me stated that Mrs. Malfoy is not see the letter he has sent to you. I do not know what it contains but he mentioned that it was of vital importance that she not know at this time. He said that if he sent both letters to you, then your wife would question what was in yours."
"What the bloody hell is so important that he would tell me and not her?"
"I do not know. But I had a strong feeling that you would arrive here today and follow me. Giving you time to read your letter before your wife sees it."
Draco looked down at the envelope with his name written neatly on the cover and pondered whether it was worth opening without Hermione. He assumed however, that if Harry requested she not see it right now, than it had to be important.
Turning the letter over, he ran his finger under the flap and opened the envelope. Pulling out the sheet of paper, Draco opened the letter and began to read.
'Malfoy,
I hope you and Hermione are having a wonderful time on your honeymoon! I apologize for the way this letter was handed to you and I really do not mean to interrupt your festivities, but what I have to tell you cannot wait. I hate that I have to put this burden on you but it is imperative that Hermione not know until she gets back. I have my reasons for not telling her and only telling you, but if you feel you must tell her before the end of your holiday, then so be it. There is no way I can stop you, but please understand that once I tell you, you will know why it must be kept secret.'
Draco looked up to the seer, who was leaning against the shelf watching him, with questioning eyes before looking back down to continue reading.
'Before I get into the details, I first want to make sure you have a cover story. In case Hermione is next to you and asks why I wrote you separately. You can just tell her that Ginny and I are having another baby, which is written in her letter as well, and we have asked that you be the Godfather; like you are to James. It is not a lie. We are having another baby and we did want to ask you to be the Godfather. Ginny is only about a month along and after James was born so early we didn't want to tell everyone just yet, in case of complications. But she could not wait to ask so she had me write to you.
So now you have a cover story and we do hope that you write back and let us know if you accept. I know two children is a lot to handle especially so close together, but we trust you and you are family. It is the least we could do after everything you did to protect Hermione and allowing me to be your Best Man at your wedding.'
Draco let out a light laugh as he read those words and was proud that Harry had chosen him to God Father to both of his children. He was not fond of the idea of children but he did love James like he was his own and now there would be two he could spoil with his riches.
'Anyway, enough of that; now on to the news…'
As Draco kept reading, his face began to fall as each word came into view. He had no choice but to sit down on one of the colorful pillows as he read each and every line. He knew if he told Hermione what Harry had just told him, she would freak out and their perfect honeymoon would end. But he also knew that if he held the information back, it could potentially cause her to hate him. He hated that Harry had told him now instead of just waiting but he understood where he was coming from. And now the choice was on Draco to decide. Should he tell his wife the news, or should he hold back and hope for the best?
@saxman66- Draco has never been on a plane before so it is sort of expected that he doesn't know the teminology. Hermione is famous for her right hook lol so I had to impliment it somewhere in the story. As for the crazy lady, I was trying to give off the vibe that she has some delusions going on. Hence why she has been kicked of multiple planes for trying to pick up men and causing scenes. Very similar to some politicans now a days. Also I didn't really think about Hermione getting in trouble for using the Forget Me Now stone, but I am going to go with that she won't since it was a prototype and it can't really be traced back to her. As for the club lol, distracting Draco was the main reason why she did what she did but at the same time, they are newly weds and that can make people do things with their SO they wouldn't normally do. Not saying me, just in general :)
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