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For my family	By : dreamtrooper Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13205 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters from it and I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This plot however is a figment of my imagination.

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Hermione flooed into her house after her meeting with Draco concluded. She was still in a happy state of mind when she noticed Ron sprawled on the sofa with a glass of firewhisky in his hand and the contents of the takeout order on the coffee table beside him. She frowned thinking what might have happened that made her husband drink at 8 in the night. She greeted him cheerfully, "Hi Ron. I see that you have had your dinner without me. How was work today?" Ron looked at her surprised at her presence. He was in deep thought and had not heard her coming inside their drawing room.
He saw her smile and something similar to ire dawned on his face as he spoke, "So you finished your meeting with ferret face did ya? How is he? Bet he is irritating as ever. Did you sign the agreement?" His words seemed a little slurred. Hermione sighed at his state. She spoke quietly, "He told me the conditions regarding the pregnancy. He also offered me five million gaellons extra if I delivered a healthy child to them. He was very polite and even apologized for his behaviour during our school years. He is very eager to have a child."
Ron snorted in anger, "Of course he is. That ferret could not father a child for twenty years and now he is depending on your technology to give him that. This should teach him a lesson. Bet his father would have turned blue holding his breath in anger and choked to death. Bloody Malfoys! They deserve to die, all of them! If it weren't for them Fred would have been alive right now."
Hermione held her breath and willed herself to be quiet. She could not understand why Ron insisted on blaming the Malfoys for Fred's death....as if Voldermort had nothing to do with it. She had approached the subject before and Ron had just flown into a fit of rage, the likes of which she had never seen. So she changed then subject, "How was your day?"
Ron simply glared at her and replied, "Certainly not as good as yours because I haven't made five million gaellons. You must be really happy. After all you are going to make our children's dreams come true. No matter how you are doing it. I mean so what if you are renting your womb to a death eaters' family, you are making us all so proud."
Hermione could stand it no more and asked, "Oh my God Ron! Please tell me all this ranting is not because some how your enormous male ego has been hurt as I will be earning more than you....please don't tell me that you want me to stop doing this because you cannot see Malfoy's kid in my womb. And if that is the reason then why did you agree to it in the first place?" She waited patiently for his answer.
Ron shook his head to clear his hazy thoughts... he did not succeed. So he replied slowly, "The only reason why I agreed was because I was the cause why one of George's order was rejected. I need money to repay him for the loss I caused. I saw no way out and when you said that you would get lots of money I thought why not. Only now when I tink about his spawn being inside you I feel like puking. I mean how can you agree to this Hermione? Wont you feel even a little bit embarassed to be carrying their child? What will mom and dad say or for that matter our society?"
Hermione shook her head and answered, "No I will not be embarassed because I am giving something priceless to people who are waiting for this child for almost twenty years. Draco did not take the dark mark. He is not a death eater and neither will his child be one. And by the way society had moved on. And I am not doing this just for them, I am doing this so that my children will get the proper education that I want them to have...the opportunity that I never had because we got married and then we had children all so fast....I want Rose and Hugo to have excellent educatiom somthat they would not have to fight like me to get to the next level. Do you know that I am one of the six senior managers in the department and to be a deputy director I would need something more than experience. There are so many young people all vying for the same post. It makes me regret not going to University. I dont want Rose or Hugo to face the same problems that I have faced. I want them to be specialists in their fields of study so that they can pursue their interests without fearing loss of job. Now do you understand why I want to do this?"
Ron looked at her redfaced with embarrassment. He had never thought about his children's future in such depth. He was wrong to think Hermione was enjoying this. He spoke in a low tone almost whispering,"Why did you not tell me all this?"
Hermione huffed as she put her hands on her hips. She was tired and angry now, "When do you have time to talk about our children ever Ron? You are either busy with your shop or with your friends and brothers. Tell me when was the last time we had a glass of wine together and spoke of what we wanted in life? You are never interested in my job. You think Rose and Hugo will somehow make their own road without any help. And believe it or not being friends of Harry Potter means shit these days. Its tough out there and we need to help our children. Do you really think that I would have agreed to help Malfoy if he hadn't really changed? He has and I am doing this because everyone deserves a second chance. Everyone has the right to be happy. Please don't make this about house rivalry or the loss of Fred. They are not connected to what I am doing right now." She stared at him pleading with her eyes.
Ron nodded and asked, "When was the last time we had wine together?"
Hermione thought for a second and replied, "During Christmas eve I think. All of them had gone to sleep and I had finished cleaning the house. You were waiting for Harry and offered me a glass."
Ron nodded, "I am sorry we don't spend time together. We should do something about it."
Hermione quickly protested before he could mention it, "please don't say a quickie should do it because it just doesn't. Last Sunday you made an attempt and failed miserably."
Ron frowned and asked, "last Sunday? I don't remember doing anything."
Hermione huffed and replied, "Of course you don't. You were fully drunk and you did it in sleep."
Ron shook his head, "Come on Hermione, don't lie to me and tease me. I don't remember touching you. I mean....Did I do that in sleep?"
Hermione nodded, "Ron I have been telling you this for years now. Whenever you get druck you fuck me in your sleep and then leave without even letting me finish. Do you how many times you have done this....hundreds and do you know how many times I finished? Zero! So let's just forget it okay. Listen I am too tired to have this talk now. I am going to drink some milk and go to bed after having a shower okay?" Hermione went up the stairs without waiting for his reply. Ron remained on the sofa wide eyed and speechless after hearing Hermione talk about his behaviour.
Hermione smiled as she felt waves of pleasure go through her body. Some one was pleasuring her thoroughly. Her quim was fluttering with excitement as she neared her peak. She opened her amber coloured eyes to find grey ones staring at her with deep desire. He smiled at her as he increased the speed of his invading fingers. Hermione felt deeply satisfied to find him so close to her. They were naked and he bent his head to kiss her deeply invading her mouth thoroughly. She let out a soft moan as she floated in that sensation of intimacy. He slowly moved his mouth to her ear and said in his husky voice, "Come for me Hermione....come for me love! Come!" His last command had a electric effect on her and she came shouting his name, "Draco!" Hermione woke up with her body feeling tense and light at the same time. Her lower lips were fluttering and she felt as if some one had been pleasuring her. Her heart beats slowed down as she turned towards her husband who was now grinning like a Chesire cat sprawled on their bed beside her. He looked at her and said, "Now you finished right? Don't say I don't think of you again ya?" Saying this he turned away and slept with a smile on his face. Hermione relaxed as she realised that she had not spoken Draco's name out loud. She fell back on her pillow looking at the celling trying to make sense of what she felt right now. She had dreamt of Draco Malfoy pleasuring her but the most amazing thing was that in that dream she was pregnant and Malfoy was there sleeping with her. It was such a strange dream. She knew it must be because of all the talk about Malfoy babies and so she tried to go back to sleep.
All was quiet in the manor when Draco woke up all sweaty and aroused from his dream. He looked towards the adjoining door which led to his wife's room. He thought about going to her but it was in the middle of the night and he did not want to alarm her. He wiped the sweat off his brow and sunk back into his satin covered bed. He was still very much aroused. The dream he had was so real. He was making love to Hermione Granger while she was pregnant with his child. He shook his head and recalling his dream, pleasured himself and came hard and fast into his massaging hand.
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