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Heart of A Snake	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 13692 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter 35
Hermione gasped in her dress. "Narcissa, this is way too tight. I can't breathe in this!"
Draco just sat on the chair laughing. Hermione shot him a look. "This isn't funny Draco."
Narcissa took a step back. "Nonsense Hermione, you look radiant. This is the dress."
Hermione shook her head. "No, I really can't breathe. Take it off now." She commanded.
Narcissa bit her lip, and then obeyed. "We'll find you something else then."
Hermione nodded. Narcissa huffed, and then left the room. "Draco, does your mother want me to pass out? I can't breathe in any of these dresses."
Draco shrugged. "I think she wants to show off the baby bump."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "You know, I think people think it's yours."
Draco laughed. "Oh Merlin, really?"
Hermione nodded. "You did go to St. Mungo's together. The Order affronted us. They'll definitely believe something is going on."
"Well, they'll be proven wrong when you're making gaga eyes at the Dark Lord all night." He chuckled.
"I do not make gaga eyes!" She protested.
Draco just laughed. "Suuuure, Granger."
Hermione blushed, crossing her arms in annoyance. Narcissa bustled in once more. "All right. This is the dress. We won't be trying on any more after this. Understood?"
Hermione sighed. "There wasn't anything wrong with the other dresses! I just couldn't breathe."
Narcissa simply tsked, commanding Draco to turn around. She quickly slipped the gown over Hermione's head, pulling it down.
The first thing Hermione noticed was the material. It was almost like silk, caressing her skin. It was soft and wouldn't irritate her.
Narcissa made the finishing touches. "Can you breathe?"
Hermione exhaled and inhaled slowly. "Yes," she said with a smile.
"Good, this is the dress then." Narcissa said.
Draco turned, his eyes going wide. "It's beautiful, but so simple!"
Narcissa nodded. "I know dear. But Hermione and the Dark Lord don't want to the rulers anymore. It's important to stress that they just want things to be simple. Besides, a Muggle dress will surely do the trick."
Hermione turned, gasping when she saw the dress in the mirror. It was navy blue, going all the way down to her feet. It was a one shoulder, the material feeling loose. A sash was tied around her waist, making a small boy on the side. The dress accentuated her baby bump. She cradled her baby, smiling. "Narcissa, this is perfect."
"Good! Now take it off, we need to make a few more adjustments." Narcissa pulled the dress off, and Draco quickly helped put her sundress back on. She thanked them with a small smile.
Draco offered her his arm. She gladly took it, the two of them making their way outside. They stopped by her room so she could grab a jacket. The weather was getting cooler. Once outside, the two of them made their way through the garden. "Do you ever miss them?" He asked after a while.
"Who?" She asked.
"Them. Potter, Weasley, the others." He said.
Hermione stopped walking. "Sometimes. But that part of my life is over. Even if the war ends, things will never go back to normal. Too much has happened."
"Did your back scar from when Potter hit you with that curse?" He asked.
Hermione nodded. "He hurt me that day, not just physically, but emotionally too." She sighed. "He decided I was the enemy, without even asking for an explanation."
Draco nodded, and she continued.
"I had always thought that Harry would have trusted me more, you know? We had been best friends for so long. He sees me fighting, and attacks me, not even hesitating. He didn't even stop to think... to question it. I was immediately an enemy, no doubt in his mind. I just don't understand how we had gotten to that point. I was heartbroken they didn't rescue me, or even try to find me."
"Maybe because they thought there were more important matters on hand? Hermione, I had the Boy Wonder, but what he did wasn't right. If I saw Blaise fighting on the opposite side, I would be concerned. I would try and talk to him first, not just attack him."
Hermione nodded. "I know. I suppose I just spent so much time convincing myself that our friendship was real, but it wasn't. Oh I don't know. It's just heartbreaking. He was like my brother, and it hurts to know we'll never have that bond again."
Draco pulled her in for a hug. "I'm your brother now, and I'll never let anybody hurt you."
"Thanks Draco," she said with a soft smile. "You and your family have helped me so much; I wouldn't even know what to do without you guys."
Draco beamed. "You're practically a Malfoy now."
Hermione blushed.
"And besides, if it wasn't for you, this war would be dragging on. Hermione, you've helped to change the Dark Lord. There have barely been any raids on Muggles or Muggleborns. He's even nicer towards his followers. It's all because of you." He hugged her once more. "Because of you, I have hope for a normal future, one without death and destruction. Thank you."
Hermione grinned. "I never expected for this to happen. To fall in love with him. But I'm glad I did." She shivered. "Come on, let's go back inside."
"Samhain is coming up." Draco said, making conversation.
"What's that?" She asked.
He looked at her like she was crazy.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Muggleborn, remember?"
"Oh, right. It's a festival, held on October 31st. My mum will lead the service. You'll enjoy it." He said with a smile.
"Oh, so it's like Halloween?"
"What the bloody hell is that?"
"A Muggle holiday celebrated that same day." Draco shrugged. "Why will I enjoy it?"
He laughed. "History. There's lots of history. I know you like learning, you bookworm."
Hermione grinned. She opened her mouth to speak but heard a door slam, and then a chorus of voices start arguing. "Sounds like they're back."
Draco nodded. "I have to speak to my father. I'll see you for the ball tomorrow."
"Bye Draco." She watched as he retreated down the hallway. Feeling bold, she made her way towards Tom's bedroom. She knew he would come here to rest after being away for so long.
She entered the room, inhaling deeply. She missed being in here. She missed the feel of the green satin sheets on her skin. She missed the closeness she shared with Tom.
She quickly pulled her sundress over her head, leaving her in her lace bra and knickers. She decided she would wait for Tom to return. He would be surprised to see her there, but definitely happy.
Sitting on the bed, she waited. And waited. And waited. Deciding to lean back, she waited some more.

Feeling exhausted, Tom made his way towards his bedroom. He wanted to see Hermione, but his body's need for sleep was more important. Pushing the door to his room open, he smiled when he saw Hermione's small form curled up in a ball.
His heart skipped a beat when he saw she was wearing very little clothes. No doubt she was waiting for him, but fell asleep in the process. She was beautiful, her body curving in all the right spots. His eyes watched her baby bump, his heart filling with pride. That was his baby there. He was going to be a father. He was going to be a husband.
He quickly took his clothes off, crawling into bed with her. He pulled her towards him, pulling the covers over them. He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
Dumbledore was right. There was nothing more powerful in the world than love.
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