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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Two months. It had been two whole months since it had happened and Hermione was feeling worse than ever.

Luckily Ron was speaking to her, though it was still a little awkward at times. She had gone to him the morning after and apologized for her behavior, summing it up to nerves and stress. He had accepted her explanation with a nod and a grin, but Hermione felt that he got the wrong idea about the whole thing. She could tell that he had feelings for her, but she knew nothing would ever come of it. He would always be one of her dearest friends. And nothing more. The whole conversation was terrible and awkward and after a few moments of silence, she had asked Ron if he wanted to go to find Harry.

And Ron asked her why she was walking with that strange sort of limp.

Malfoy hadn't changed all that much toward her. Hermione figured that he wanted to keep the whole thing a secret just as much as she. After all...she was a "Mudblood" and Draco still had his whole future to protect with Pansy by his side. And so they had come to sort of silent agreement, never to speak of it to anyone. But that never stopped him from smirking as they passed in the halls, or winking at her in potions. He believed that he had won.

And it pleased him to no end.

Harry and Ron questioned her continuously since the night it had happened. Living through multiple life threatening situations had linked them in a way, bound them to each others emotions. They could read her as though she was an open book. Luckily Hermione was pretty good at disguising the text.

She had told them that Malfoy was just being an evil little git and she hadn't been able to get much studying done due to all of the...noise he and Pansy often made. Harry and Ron had accepted her answer, though she figured they didn't quite believe it.

Some girls believe that the first time changes you, that you become a woman. Well, Hermione didn't know about the whole "becoming a woman" part of it, but things had definitely changed in her mind.

She no longer hated Draco Malfoy.

She loathed him with every fiber of her being.

She cursed his very existence.

But most of all...she felt dirty. She was the one to seek him out, and it was she who made the first move. Though Hermione knew beyond a doubt that it had something to do with the tampering of her desire potion, and she strongly believed it to of been Malfoy himself, she still felt as if she was to blame. If she had only been stronger...If she only tried a little harder to resist...

Hermione sighed as the fast-becoming-familiar feeling of nausea washed over her. Which was to be expected, seeing as how she hadn't eaten much for the past few days. Going to get food meant going to dinner, which meant going to the Great Hall, which meant being in the same room as Malfoy. And that was something she tried to avoid.

But oh gods was she hungry.

Hermione sat on the edge of her bed, when suddenly an idea popped into her mind...She cleared her throat-

"...Uh, Dobby?"

*POP* The tiny little house elf appeared right in front of her and Hermione nearly tumbled off of her bed in shock. He stood there with his tea cozy wrapped firmly around his body. His little head and large, expecting eyes gave Hermione the shudders, while his cute floppy ears made her smile. Strange creatures, house elves.

"Friend of Harry Potter!" Dobby screeched. "What can Dobby do for you?"

"Well, I don't suppose, that is, if you're not busy, uh...could you perhaps bring me up some food?" she asked.

"Of course!" Dobby answered, a little too loudly, causing Hermione to jump 3 feet in the air in fear. "What is it that you wish Dobby to bring you?"

"...Oh, well. Whatever you can carry? What is everyone eating for dinner tonight?"

"Roast duck! Dobby help make it!"

Hermione's mouth was watering. "Ohh that sounds amazing. I'll have some of that please." Dobby nodded his head and exited once more with a *POP*.

Hermione stood from her bed and walked to her door, which she slowly opened and peaked her head out of. After a glance from side to side, checking to see if Malfoy was around, she exited.

She took a few steps to the edge of the railing and then peaked over. No one. She smiled and was about to take her first step down the stairs when two faces popped up from behind the couch...

Draco and Pansy.

Draco smirked and raised an eyebrow. "What is it with you and spying on us?"

Pansy giggled loudly.

Draco snorted in amusement.

Hermione ran for her life.

She flung herself into her room and slammed her door shut. She was breathing hard and facing forward as she suddenly realized what she was doing.

Why am I so afraid of him? I'm only giving him what he wants by being afraid. I - I'm a Gryffindor! I've survived much worse than Malfoy!

Hermione opened the door and walked confidently to the railing which she leaned over while clearing her throat. The two heads popped up once more from behind the couch, this time looking a little annoyed...

"Fuck you, Malfoy."

Hermione grinned at their surprised faces and then turned, this time with a little bounce in her step, back to her room where she went inside and shut the door.

"Got 'em!"

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Hermione sat in her room a week later, her homework in her lap and a cup of tea by her side. Things had been going pretty smoothly for her. Hermione's little outburst toward Malfoy seemed to had given her that bit of courage she needed to get through her days. She now went down to dinner each evening and showed up to each class (fully awake, thanks to her new magic earmuffs she had purchased at hogsmeade, guaranteed to keep any noise imaginable out). Harry and Ron no longer questioned her on how she was feeling or any of that, which was very welcome in Hermione's eyes since she was starting to run out of excuses. Things were going great!

If you didn't count this weird flu thing she's been having to deal with...

No matter, Hermione was having Dobby bring up some medicine for her, and all she really needed was a few more good night's sleep.

*POP* Hermione didn't even need to look up. "Hello Dobby, you can set it next to my tea please. I really appreciate it -"

"But friend of Harry Potter, this medicine might not be safe!"

Hermione looked up from her homework with confused eyes...

"It might hurt your baby!"

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"...What?"

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A.N.

Yeah, Yeah, I know that there are a few other Hermione pregnancy stories out there right now. But to be fair, I've had this idea in my head for nearly a year. So I'm just going to go along with it. I've got all of these great plans for Hermione and Draco in the future, so if I haven't lost you at the pregnant part, I think that you'll enjoy what's to come! And sorry this chapter is so short, I was just anxious to get it out. There will be another one real soon.

Once again, thank you for your reviews, they are the butter for my bread...

Thanks for reading!

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