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Forsake All Others	By : saffron Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 50583 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 7
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Title: Forsake All Others

Author: Saffron

Beta: Tasha

Rating: R will become NC-17

Summary: Hermione becomes pregnant during the summer before seventh year, she knows who the father is but everyone else is in the dark. How long will she be able to keep the father's identity a secret?

Warning: Canon minions, this story does NOT follow canon. There will be moments in this story the characters maybe OCC.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling & Warner brothers owns everything I own Nothing. I do not make any money off writing this.

Chapter Eight - Tis the Seasons

The Non-All Hallow's Eve Costume Ball

With the fiasco of the Cornish pixies on All Hallow's Eve and the utter chaos it caused, courtesy of a few of the 7th year Slytherins, the headmaster postponed the Halloween ball until tonight. Everyone was thrilled that the ball was back on again and that their costumes would not go to waste.

However, even though it was not Halloween, it was still very festive. The staff had transformed the Great Hall into a scenic autumn backdrop. The tables were in reds and oranges. Big trees sprouted from here and there while leaves of the season fell from nowhere until half way to the floor, then suddenly disappeared.

Harry paced back and forth in front of Hermione's door in the heads common room while Ron was with Lavender in front of the roaring fire on the head's plush leather couch.

They were waiting impatiently for Hermione, who was getting ready with help from Ginny.

Harry looked at his watch sighing with annoyance, "Its 7:00 pm. By the time we get there the ball will be finished!" he yelled

"Oh hush it doesn't start until 7:30," Ginny yelled.

Harry threw his hands in the air walking to the couple sitting in the couch opposite from him.

Lavender smiled at Harry, "I love your costume. What made you go as King Arthur?"

He shrugged as he stood in full renaissance style costume, complete with chain mail, sword, the whole package.

"Ginny wanted to go as Lady Guenevere. We just wanted to go as a couple."

Lavender glared at Ron who was wearing an alien costume.

"Why didn't we go as couple?"

Ron gave Lavender's costume a one over, looking at her as if she had gone mad. There was no way he was going in what she wanted him to wear.

"I told you I am not going as Raggedy Andy," he hissed.

Harry chuckled into his hand as he looked at the face Ron made. He could not blame him. Lavender looked silly.

Lavender sat in her Raggedy Anne costume and gave her insensitive boyfriend an angry glare.

The door to Hermione's room opened the room erupted with yeas but soon moans followed when they saw it was only Ginny.

Ginny exited the room looking pleased with herself.

"Wait until you see her, she looks amazing."

Ginny stood by the door smiling, "Ladies and gentlemen," Ginny said to everyone.

"May I introduce the Queen of the Nile --- Cleopatra," Ginny put her hands in the air and said, "Ta dah!"

[Silence]

Ginny smiled nervously, "I said Ta Dah! Hermione!"

Ron sputtered, "I think she changed her mind and is going as a ghost."

Lavender snorted as she laughed with Ron.

"Shut it Ron," Ginny said she tried again, "I said here is the Queen of the Nile Cleopatra! Ta dah!"

[Silence]

Ron sighed walking to the door giving it a bang, "Come on Mione! It's time to go were going to be late," he whined to the door.

"Guys I think you should go without me!" a yell came from behind the door.

Ginny stomped her foot annoyed, "Hermione Jean Granger get your sexy ass out here."

"Ginny please I ---"

"Now Hermione!" Ginny cut off Hermione’s pleading with her order.

Hermione hesitantly poked her charmed black hair out of the door.

"Ginny I look stupid," Hermione whined.

"Come out here now Mione!" she screamed.

Hermione took a deep breath and exited her room, they all gasped in astonishment.

"Hermione is that you?" Harry asked in awe.

Hermione stood as Cleopatra in a costume Ginny had picked out for her. Ginny had suggested the costume. Ginny even went to pick out pieces of the costume at the costume shop with her. Ginny had made Hermione into a sexy yet classy Cleopatra; she went for more of the movie style Cleopatra than the historic version.

With the slightly snug Grecian style dress, it hugged her curves loosely and dipped low to show her cleavage, and it made Hermione feel feminine. Although what made her look regal was the gold cobra head and neck pieces which looked as if it they would weigh a ton but Ginny had charmed them so they were as light as a feather.

At first, she thought Ginny was off her rocker for suggesting it and did not think she could pull it off. However, with the right hair, make-up and a magical tan she looked the part.

Hermione mistook their faces for dislike and placed her hands on her hips sneering, "You guys laugh, you die. Got that?"

Harry laughed at her words telling her she looked wonderful.

"What's so funny Harry?" she turned towards Ginny, "I told you Gin I look stupid,"

Hermione almost cried as she turned about to change when Harry halted her.

"Hermione, you look beautiful," Harry said.

He smiled at Ginny giving her a nod of approval who hugged him with pride.

"Mione you look wonderful," Ron said.

"Really you think so," she asked.

"You are a knockout girl," Ginny happily informed her.

"Thanks. It hides my pudginess," she said looking at herself.

"Thanks for the spell Harry. It works perfectly at hiding everything."

"Welcome," said Harry still in awe of the beauty in front of him.

Lavender glared, "True it hides your fat."

Ginny gave a death glare to Lavender telling her with her eyes she better shut up.

Lavender flushed scarlet at the deadly stare Ginny sent her way. She still had jealous streaks, "Sorry Hermione."

Hermione smiled she understood Lavender would not change overnight, "its fine you look wonderful but where's Raggedy Andy?" she teased.

Ron glared at his friend.

Lavender pointed to Ron, "he did not want to go as Raggedy Andy."

"Ron that's horrible."

"Shut it Mione I am not going as a bloody rag doll."

Hermione giggled she imagined Ron as Raggedy Andy she burst out laughing.

Harry and Ginny looked confused at Hermione's laughter until she let them in on the joke.

They almost fell over looking at Ron imagining him with the red cheeks and red yarn hair.

Ron on the other hand stood with his arms folded annoyed at their teasing, "Shut it," he growled to his friends.

The portrait banged open as Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy walked into the portrait hole.

The boys were dressed as gangsters and Pansy a as a twenty's mob moll.

"What's so funny?" Goyle growled thinking they were laughing at them.

Hermione finally stopped laughing saying a kind, "Nothing private joke."

The boys as gasped when they turned to look at Granger.

"Who would have thought you would clean up well mudblood," Goyle said in shock.

Ron glared, "Shut up Goyle."

Pansy gave the girl a once over. Her mouth hanging open in awe "Have to say for a muggle you look good Granger."

Hermione looked at her friends with disbelief.

'Is that a compliment?' she thought.

"Thanks I think."

Crabbe smirked, "So the mudblood is going stag tonight huh?"

"Stop calling her that," Ginny growled.

"Why that's what she is," Crabbe hissed.

They Gryffindors were about to say something when Draco walked in putting on his cufflinks.

"Sorry I took so long mates I had to find my cuff---"

The words died on his lips when he looked up at Granger. His mouth dropped as he could not believe that the beauty in front of him was the know-it-all Granger. His eyes roamed over the Gryffindor transformed as Cleopatra. She looked like a goddess.

"Bloody hell," he whispered.

Hermione winced at seeing him remembering the night in the forbidden forest. She wanted to leave his presence and fast.

She held her head high looking at her friends she said, "Let's go I don't want to be late."

Ginny nodded grabbing Hermione's hand as they walked out never acknowledging the Slytherins.

Draco watched the Gryffindor leave in awe.

Blaise chuckled at his friends face.

"Draco," Pansy said softly.

[Silence]

"Malfoy," Crabbe waved his hands in front of his face, "What's wrong with him?"

The Slytherins had no clue what was wrong with Malfoy.

However, Blaise did and he had to kindly agree she looked hotter than shit.

Blaise walked up to him and slapped his head.

"Drake!" he screamed.

Draco jumped looking at Blaise snapping out of his daze.

"Not the hair you bloody git," he roared annoyed.

Blaise smirked, "You and your hair you poof," he teased.

"Shut it!" Draco growled fixing his hair.

"Come on let's get to the ball," Blaise motioned to him.

Draco nodded fixing his tie as they left the head's dorms.

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The Great Hall

Hermione sat at the Gryffindor side of the Great hall surrounded by blokes who were trying to get the Gryffindor to dance with them.

Hermione could not believe the attention she got from the boys not only from her house but also from other houses. Even Theodore Nott had given her a once over and a whistle when she entered the room.

Although his attention earned a growl and a few exchange of words by Harry and Ron.

Ginny nudged Harry making him look at Hermione.

She whispered, "She's the belle of the ball."

Harry laughed whispering, "She's a pregnant belle of the ball."

Ginny and Harry laughed at the thought the boys thought they had a chance but they knew better they did not have a chance in hell with Hermione.

Seamus smirked, "Could I have the first dance Mione?"

Hermione nodded "Sure when the music starts we can have a dance."

Her fellow Gryffindor beamed getting a few pats from his friends as a very angry Padma Patil sneered in distaste at her fellow Gryffindor.

The great hall silenced as Dumbledore stepped up to the podium.

"Good evening Hogwarts I am pleased to see you all enjoying yourselves. Now I must make a few announcements. Any extended amount of indecent displays of public affection will result in detention."

Giggles and murmurs filled the hall.

"I know that most of you are excited that the Weird Sisters are here to perform."

The crowd screamed and whooped with excitement.

"However, remembering three years ago when they last played at the Yule ball a few people were injured because of rushing the stage. I must ask when they take the stage to please move forward in a calm fashion."

Harry chuckled, "Yeah right," Ron gave him a slap on the hand agreeing that no one would listen to Dumbledore concerning that.

"I must also warn anyone who tries to spike the punch, we have put a spell on the bowl to alert us to this."

Awwwww's rang out through the Great Hall.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at the reaction of the students.

"Now to start the dancing may we have the head boy and head girl step up to the dance floor to delight us with the first dance of the evening."

At the same moment, Draco and Hermione choked on their drinks in shock.

Ginny's eyes widened leaning forward she caught Hermione's gaze, "Did you know?"

Hermione wiped her mouth shaking her head.

"I had no idea," Hermione said in horror.

Draco strutted onto the floor as the girls all swooned at the blond haired Slytherin dressed as a gangster as his gang whooped for their friend.

Dumbledore smiled patting him on the back, "Good evening Mr. Malfoy," he smiled at his student.

Draco weakly smiled, "Good evening Headmaster," he nodded to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore turned, "Now Miss Granger I---" But Hermione was not there, "Miss Granger?"

he asked confused looking around to find her.

"Hermione he's calling you," Ron said.

"Shut up Ronald, Merlin please do not let him see me," she whispered.

Her housemates chuckled at her embarrassment.

Hermione shrank into her seat maybe if he did not see her dance could be to her joy cancelled.

"Miss Granger!" Dumbledore yelled.

Harry lightly pushed her trying to get her out of the seat.

"Go on Hermione," he whispered.

"Harry what are you doing?" she asked in shock.

Hermione dug her feet into the floor as Harry pushed her harder.

"For goodness sakes Hermione go, he won't kill you there are witnesses."

Hermione glared, "Thanks Harry," she snapped.

Harry smirked at her friend's anger.

Hermione shoved her drink into Harry's hand and slowly walked to the center of the dance floor where Malfoy stood.

Whispers and chatter filled the air.

"Excellent," Dumbledore cried at seeing the head girl, "The head boy and girl will waltz for us."

The two heads groaned.

Dumbledore laughed at their annoyed faces.

"Now, now the waltz never quite goes out of fashion. Besides you both danced beautifully at the Yule ball in your fourth year."

Dumbledore nodded to the orchestra as a heavenly song rang in the air.

Hermione walked up to Malfoy hoping she remembered everything from the Yule ball in fourth year. Hermione stood in front of him waiting for him to put his hand on her waist. She looked at him confused when he did not move, earning giggles and chuckles from the crowd.

"Malfoy what's wrong?" she whispered.

Draco whispered, "I forgot how to do the waltz," his face pink from embarrassment.

Hermione smiled, "You lead remember put your hand on my waist."

Draco nodded placing it on her waist.

Hermione extended her hands with his she wiggled his hand to loosen his grip. Hermione placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down Malfoy."

"You calm down at least you bloody well know what you are doing," he snapped.

Dumbledore cut the music as everyone stared at the head boy and girl.

"Do you need instruction?" Dumbledore asked.

"No I am just catching him up on the basics," she said to her headmaster.

Hermione did not want to embarrass Malfoy more now that she remembered how to do the waltz.

Dumbledore smiled, "Nod when you are ready."

Draco stood nervously as everyone quietly laughed at them.

"Malfoy look at me listen to me on the first beat, step forward with your left foot. I will follow your lead by doing the opposite of what you do on each beat. I will be stepping back with my right foot."

Malfoy nodded his heart hammered in his chest, his hands sweating.

"On the second beat, step forward and to the right with your right foot. Trace an upside-down letter L in the air with your foot as you do this. Shift your weight to your right foot. Keep your left foot stationary. Got it?"

Hermione showed him the steps.

"I got it."

"Come on dance already!" Harry yelled.

Hermione whipped her head to her friend, "By all means Harry if you want to do this than go ahead," she snapped.

Harry shut his mouth earning a laugh from his friends.

Draco growled at Potter as he stepped forward to make a scene.

However, Hermione stopped him, "Listen to me look at me, fuck him, got it?"

Draco smirked at her words.

"On the third beat, slide your left foot over to your right and stand with your feet together. Got it?"

Draco nodded nervously at her instructions.

"On the fourth beat, step back with your right foot."

She showed him again.

"On the fifth beat, step back and to the left with your left foot, this time tracing a backward L. Shift your weight to your left foot."

"Are you still with me?" She mimicked his words when he taught her chess.

He nodded listening intently to her.

"On the final beat, slide your right foot toward your left until your feet are together; now you're ready to start over with your left foot."

Draco gaped, "We have to start over?"

"Yes we will repeat steps 2 through 8 turning and you will turn us slowly to the left by slightly varying the placement of your feet. Okay?"

He nodded breathing in to relax himself.

Hermione gave a nod to Dumbledore.

The headmaster beamed waving his hand instructing the band to start playing.

Hermione smiled, "and one, two, three…one, two, three…"

Draco led Hermione through their steps were in sink until he missed the beat stepping on her feet.

"Ow," she mumbled.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

Everyone laughed and pointed.

Nott laughed yelling "Smooth Malfoy…smooth," his friends laughed.

Draco sighed he wanted to leave the dance floor, "Fuck it I'm done," he mumbled.

Hermione stopped him taking out her wand she said a spell and a moving picture of two people performing the waltz were in a haze in the air.

"Look at them. Study them for a minute than follow."

Draco looked intently at the actions of the dancers when he knew the basics he grabbed Hermione and followed the dancers.

Hermione smiled as Draco turned them onto the dance floor mumbling the beat.

Dumbledore clapped furiously, "Wonderful! Now everyone dance."

Everyone watched the dancing figures as they mimicked the dancers. Soon the dance floor was filled to the brim with students dancing.

Hermione laughed when Draco surprised her with a dip.

He chuckled pulling her flush to his body leading her perfectly across the dance floor.

Draco stared at her feeling a tingle in his gut listening to her laugh. He was grateful she helped him.

Draco looked at his friends and blushed as they made kissing faces at him. Draco needed to do something to save face he leered moving his hand lower.

Hermione gasped when she left him massage her ass earning howls from his mates.

Hermione gripped his hand, glaring "Malfoy get your hand off that part of my anatomy."

Draco chuckled moving it back to her waist.

When the song ended, they politely bowed to one another.

"Thanks Granger."

"You're welcome Malfoy," She smiled at him.

A girl shoved Hermione out of the way making her stumble a bit.

"Draco dance with me?" Millicent Bulstrode said in her horrid voice.

Draco sighed grabbing her leading her in a dance.

Hermione shook her head heading to get some refreshments. Before drinking Hermione did a spell to check if there was any alcohol in the drink. She smiled when it showed no alcohol, she downed her drink she had no idea she was this parched.

"Hi Hermione," a giggly Padma and Parviti Patil greeted her.

"Hi Padma, Parvati," Hermione said around her drink.

Parvati and Padma Patil giggled, as they looked Hermione up and down.

"You know you sure are brave. That costume does not suit you," Padma said.

Hermione flinched around her drink.

"I think it looks nice," she said.

Padma shook her head, "You look silly," she teased.

"It's just a costume Padma. Ginny made it for me."

"You look ridiculous," Parvati jumped in, "You should just go and change your clothes. You look like a fool."

Hermione's eyes shone with tears as she turned on her heel never showing them the tears that were about to fall.

Ginny who had heard everything grabbed her drink throwing it on Padma while dousing Parvati in the process.

"Look what you did?" they shrieked in unison.

"Good you two deserve it. Hermione looks fabulous, the only reason you said those things to her is because Seamus has been looking at her and not you."

The twins both glared at the red head.

"She's all over him," Padma sneered.

"If you like him Padma, make your move Hermione is not interested in Seamus," Ginny turned to find Harry and to give him his drink before she went to go find Hermione.

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As fast as she could Hermione walked through the crowd. She needed to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible. However, with tears in her eyes she bumped right into a hard body.

"Omfp---I'm sorry," she said wiping at her eyes.

"Granger," a soft voice said with concern.

Hermione looked up seeing Blaise Zabini who wore a suit. He was dressed like Draco, as a gangster. Although Draco's suit had a white pinstripe, Blaise's suit is simple and clean. However, his shirt is white and so is his hat.

She weakly smiled at him out of all of Malfoy's friends he was civilest to her.

"Hi Zabini enjoying yourself?" she asked trying to sound as if she did not care. Hermione put her head slightly down.

Blaise dipped his head to see her face, "Granger, are you crying?"

Hermione looked at him her lips trembling shaking her head.

Blaise placed his fingers on her chin and lifted her face to look at him. He frowned, her eyes were slightly puffy and her nose red. He knew without a doubt she had been crying.

"Granger what's wrong," he asked concerned.

Hermione wanted the truth she breathed out looking at him she asked, "Do I look stupid?"

Taken back by her comment he asked, "What?"

"Do I look foolish? I need to know. You're a Slytherin so you will be brutally honest. Does this costume make me look silly?"

Blaise looked at her up and down devouring her with his eyes. He shook his head looking at her as if she was crazy.

"You look ravishing. Why would you think you look like a fool?"

A tear fell from her eye as she whispered, "Padma said I look silly and like a fool."

Blaise chuckled making her look at him, "She's jealous Granger. Finnegan is paying too much attention to you. You look sexy as hell."

Her face flushed at his words muttering a thank you.

Blaise smiled brightly at the pretty witch. His eyes fell on Draco now trying his best to get a lovesick girl off the dance floor. Blaise could not understand why Draco could not just tell her how he felt. House rivalries were no longer important, look at Nott who was currently dating a Ravenclaw. Blaise smirked evilly as he had a plan.

Blaise placed his drink on a table and turned to face Hermione, "Would you care to dance?"

Hermione looked around her wondering who he was talking to when he arched his dark brow at her she gasped, "Me you want to dance with me?" she asked in awe.

Blaise smiled, "Yes would you care to dance with me?"

She smiled happily, "I'd love to."

Blaise laced her arm in his as he escorted her to the outside of the dance floor as they got a lot of stares and gasps.

The song currently playing was a slow song, which was just Blaise' speed.

However, just as Blaise was about to pull her to him a fast song came on. The beat was pulsing and Blaise blushed.

"Maybe we can wait for a slow song?"

Hermione frowned, "Why? I love this song."

Blaise blushed, "I can't dance to fast songs."

Hermione giggled, "What…but you must know how to dance you're your um---um dark," she said stupidly.

Blaise nearly fell over laughing at her words as he teased, "Contrary to popular belief not all black men can dance especially if you are a pampered ass."

She giggled, "It's easy, and you just move your body back and forth to the beat. The girl usually does all the dancing anyways."

"Really?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes come on," she said pulling him to her, "Move your hips," she told him.

Blaise moved his hips to the beat earning a smile from the brunette.

"Put your hands on my hips if you want," Hermione sweetly said.

Blaise nodded stupidly placing his hands on her hips. He may not like Hermione romantically as Draco did but he'd do anything she said at this moment just to feel her body next to his.

"See…you can dance," Hermione said that as she swayed her hips to that pulsing beat, she

completely lost herself in the music as she moved her hips sensually to the beat that flowed all around her.

Blaise moved with her unsure of himself.

Hermione smiled, "See you can dance," she said proudly.

Blaise chuckled watching her move when she grazed her body against his he inwardly groaned.

He closed his eyes cursing Merlin for making him a man at this moment.

'I'm going to hell...she is so fucking sexy,' he thought.

Blaise looked to the side to see Draco and beamed Draco when he saw he was watching, well more like glaring at him. It was time to make his move.

Blaise looked at Hermione with a mock sorrowful look on his face, "Hermione please don't kill me," he pleased.

"What?" she said confused.

"Know that I am only doing this to make this obsessed girl get off my bloody back," he pleaded.

Hermione frowned, "Zabini what are---" her words were cut off when Blaise's lips came crashing down on hers.

Hermione stood stock still as she did not like Blaise in that way. Sure, he is handsome but she just did not feel that way about him. She tried to push him away but he held her to him almost painfully.

Gasps could be heard throughout the great hall at what the crowd were seeing.

Blaise pulled away hugging her making her face turn away from the crowd as she yelled. The music drowned out her yells.

To anyone looking at Hermione, which thankfully for Blaise no one was, all they would see was an angry Hermione. However, looking at Blaise the scene was a guy possessively groping his date.

Blaise lifted his eyes and bore them right at Draco giving him an evil smirk as he squeezed her bum making Hermione squeal with anger.

Draco stared at him with a look that said he was going to kill him.

Before the music could end, Blaise grabbed Hermione pulling her to the hallway.

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Draco couldn't believe what he just seen his best mate dancing---no more like dry fucking on the dance floor and kissing and groping the woman he fancied.

Malfoy was angry, no, he was beyond angry, he was so furious he was going to bash a skull in.

'I'm going to kill him --- No I'll use the Cruciatus curse on him. Yeah that's what I'll do!' he thought.

Draco watched as Blaise ushered Granger out of the Great Hall.

'I'll hex his balls off,' he thought growling at the thought, 'No I'll make it so he can never get it up again that fuck!'

The glass that he currently held shattered under his tight grip.

Pansy screamed with fright and anger as his pumpkin juice spilled all over her dress.

"Drake! You moron you ruined my dress," she whined she looked at him and frowned because Draco was staring at the door looking as if he wanted to murder someone.

"Draco is everything okay? She asked concerned.

[Silence]

Goyle ran up to him, "Malfoy did you see him and Granger?"

Pansy was confused, "Who?"

"Blaise! He was dancing, kissing and groping Granger," Crabbe stuttered.

Pansy was in shock, "Nuh uh," she stupidly said.

Goyle and Crabbe nodded not knowing what else to say.

"Draco what do you think?"

However, when they turned Draco was walking out the door.

Pansy chuckled at Goyle and Crabbe "Oh oh…someone's in trouble," she teased.

Goyle chuckled putting out his hand, "Come on Pansy dance with me. I don't want to get

involved in this."

Pansy smiled walking with Gregory to dance as Vincent returned to his date.

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Somewhere in Hogwarts

Hermione's emotions were running wild she was confused but most of all pissed off she was being dragged across Hogwarts by Zabini as if she was a rag doll.

"Zabini if you don't get your ruddy hands off of me I am going to---"

Blaise kicked a door open to an empty classroom and pushed her in.

Hermione gasped as she lightly hit a desk.

"Zabini?"

"Shhhh" he covered her mouth as footsteps could be heard, he had to make her quiet down or else they would be caught and his plan would be blown to smithereens.

When Blaise was sure the coast was clear, he removed his hand.

"Well I am waiting to know why you man handled me Zabini," she growled.

"I told you this girl who has been really obsessed with me doesn't want to take a hint that I don't like her," he said trying to look innocent.

"Maybe you could…I don't know… tell her," Hermione huffed.

Blaise sighed faking distress, "I did Granger. I did she doesn't want to---I don't know I'm sorry Granger I really am but maybe now she will leave me alone."

Hermione glared, "Well that's great for you buster---she'll leave you alone but now the whole frigging school thinks I'm a Slytherin slut" she growled.

Blaise winced, "No they don't ---," Hermione poked his chest, "Ow that hurt."

"Good because it'll hurt more when I slap you," she went to hit him but he ducked.

Hermione went to attack him; however, he quickly placed his hand on her head as she swung into the air. If the situation was different and she was not trying to kill him, he would be laughing at the arm-flaying girl.

"Please Granger. I'm sorry. I swear tomorrow I'll start a rumour saying that I was tipsy and I took advantage of you."

Hermione slapped his hand away and kicked him in the shin as hard as she could. She was rewarded with a loud “Fuck!” from Zabini.

"No!" she huffed.

Blaise rubbed his shin and made his best puppy dog eyes, "Please Granger I'm desperate."

Hermione frowned at his sad eyes, "You tell everyone that story about you being drunk"

He nodded happily but before he could speak she growled, "And if you ever touch me like that again I will hex you. Got it?"

"Got it," he whispered.

'Bloody hell I am a brilliant liar," he thought.

"Come on let's get back to the dance," Blaise took out a flask and took a swig.

Hermione gasped, "You’re drinking Zabini! You could get into trouble."

He smiled, "What…it's for the drunken excuse."

Hermione rolled her eyes as Blaise pulled her back towards the great hall.

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Outside the Great Hall

Blaise walked with his arm around Hermione smiling when he spotted a very livid Draco shooting daggers at him.

"Drake, mate…hehe…that rhymes," he faked a drunken laugh.

Draco glared at his friend, "He's pissed," he growled at Hermione.

Hermione's teeth clenched, "No shit Sherlock, close the doors to the hall," she asked.

Draco made no move to do so giving her a confused look, "Who the fuck is Sherlock? --- never mind what the fuck happened?"

Blaise took out his flask taking a sip.

Draco ripped the flask away from him, "Are you crazy," he hissed at his friend, "What happened to him Granger? What the fuck was that at the ball?"

Hermione frowned at his anger 'why in the hell is he upset?' she thought.

"Mr. Shitface here asked me to dance and molested me out on the dance floor."

Blaise leaned in licking his lips. Blaise reached out and caressed her breasts.

Hermione slapped his hand, "Zabini stop," she hissed.

Whispering she growled, "You are taking this too far."

He chuckled shaking his head.

Blaise chuckled pushing her against the wall, "Do you really want me to stop?"

"Yes," she hissed.

Draco growled, "Get your hands off her Zabini."

Blaise smirked, "What are you going to do Draco," he teased.

Draco shut his mouth quickly he did not want her to see him concerned.

He frowned, "Come on Granger little Blaise wants to play," he teased.

Hermione gasped in shock.

"Oh my god," a voice said by them.

The three turned to see a few people staring at them in the state of shock.

Hermione groaned seeing that two of them were the Patil twins.

Hermione pushed Blaise away red with shame as she stuttered, "He's drunk," she said innocently.

"Alright mate," Draco said reaching out to him placing his arm around him to support his weight, "Let's get you back to Slytherin house---Oh shit he can't go there---"

"Why not?" she asked surprised.

"Because he's pissed. If Snape catches us we’re fucked…I am going to let him take the couch in our dorms tonight."

Hermione was shaking her head.

Draco glared, "What do you want me to do? Let him go to the Slytherin dorms and get detention?"

"No" She said softly.

"Good---go back to the ball and have your fun," he hissed walking towards their dorm.

When they were a good way away from her Hermione went to walk inside but ran into Padma who shook her head with a hiss spat out, "Slut," Padma turned and walked away.

Her sister made a disgusted face and walked away following her sister.

Hermione turned and ran the opposite direction of her dorm to get some much needed air.

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Hermione stood at the black lake for almost three hours, she needed to get away and she did not want to run into the Patil twins again tonight. Hermione lost herself in her thoughts, and was so lost in them that she did not notice the rain clouds starting to form. She squealed when rain started to fall forcing Hermione to walk carefully back to the castle.

Hermione walked into the head dorms. She sighed looking at the time it was 10:00 pm. Hermione sniffed, as her face was still stained with tears, and puddles were forming as she walked. Her costume was soaked all the way through, she could not believe what Padma and Partvi had said that to her.

Hermione was so caught up in her musing that she nearly screamed when she heard someone yell, "Are you insane?"

She turned seeing a very angry Malfoy. She was confused as to why in the hell was he mad at her.

"Malfoy what?" she said breathless.

Draco pulled out his wand making a bunch of towels appear.

He walked to her placing it over her as he said in concern, "You could get sick. It's not good for the baby you stupid chit."

Hermione sniffed, "Sorry I forgot."

"Forgot? You forgot, you better hope you don't catch a cold," he frowned when he saw the tears in her eyes, "Why are you crying?"

She shook her head "It's none of your business," she snapped.

Draco shrugged "Your friends were looking for you, you should owl them to let them know you are fine," he said rubbing her arms with the towel.

She nodded "Thank you."

"Welcome," he said with a smile.

The stood in awkward silence until Hermione asked, "Where's Blaise?"

"In the shower," he answered, "he'll be taking the couch tonight okay?"

She smiled, "You already told me that Malfoy."

"Oh right," he said lamely as he ran his hand through his locks.

They stood in silence for about a minute, however; the moment was ruined when the door flew open.

"Malfoy what happened? Why did you run off?" Goyle asked.

Goyle walked into the room flanked by Crabbe and Pansy.

"Just did not feel like staying," he said.

Pansy stood looking at the scene in front of her in confusion.

"So you would rather be the presence of this mudblood?" Pansy asked in shock.

Draco shrugged, "It's not like I can catch her mudblood germs."

Hermione growled, "You are such an ass! Every time I think, maybe just maybe, you are a decent person you keep proving to me that you are nothing but a bloody ferret."

The door of the bathroom opened and Blaise stood there showered with a pair of Draco's pajama bottoms.

Hermione turned holding the towel to her wet form walking to the bathroom and closing it with a slam.

Draco sighed turning to see Blaise standing there looking at him in disgust.

Draco took off his hat eyeing the lavatory. He sighed taking off the suspenders from his costume. He motioned to his friends.

"Come on mates, we can play wizard's chess in my room."

The Slytherins walked to his room setting up the chessboard.

Draco's eyes glanced at the bathroom before he walked into his room and closed his door.

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Midnight

The group of Slytherins still sat in their gangster costumes. Their coats off and ties loosened as they played a game of poker.

After one game, they put away the chessboard and decided to play poker instead.

Now some serious galleons were on the table. The current amount was 1000 galleons.

Goyle beamed slamming his hand down, "Read it and weep," he teased.

"Fuck!" Blaise and Vincent said in unison.

Pansy giggled around her butterbeer kissing Greg's cheek, "That's my Greggiepoo," she teased.

Greg smiled drunkenly at his girlfriend.

Draco rolled his eyes, he hated when she added the poo to a bloke's name. She did that to him when they dated in 4th and 5th year and hearing her call Goyle, “Greggiepoo” made him want to hurl.

Another ten minutes later Goyle won another hand.

"Bloody hell I'm jinxed tonight," Crabbe said annoyed.

Draco just drank his butterbeer as he was not really paying attention.

"Bloody hell Drake you must really be out of it if I won three times in two hours," Goyle said.

Draco just sat there staring into space.

"Draco?" Crabbe said.

"Draco!" Pansy yelled.

"What?" he said startled.

"What's with you tonight?" Pansy asked concerned.

"Nothing look I'm tired can we call it a night."

"Okay we'll help clean up," Pansy said.

"Nah…me and Blaise will do it, night guys."

They shrugged happy they did not have to help. They said their goodbyes and left.

As soon as Draco heard the portrait close, Draco pulled out his wand and put up his wards.

Blaise who stood putting away the poker set. Suddenly he felt his body being hauled and feeling his body slamming against the wall as if he weighed nothing.

"What the fuck was that tonight huh?" Draco screamed.

Blaise just looked at him as Draco held him by the lapels.

"You fucking bastard! You want her don't you?"

Blaise smirked, "Why wouldn't I…she's sweet, kind, smart, not to mention sexy as hell."

Draco slammed him against the wall again making Blaise laugh.

"You fucker I poured my heart to you telling you how I feel and you try to steal her. You prick!" Draco screamed.

Blaise did not do anything but smirk, which pissed him off more.

"She isn't yours Drake…you haven't made your move as far as I tell she hates your guts.

She's fair game."

"You traitorous asshole!" Draco roared.

Blaise chuckled.

"What so fucking funny mate?"

Blaise smirked, "You see… if you don't hurry someone will really swoop her up you moron."

Draco blinked his eyes looking at Blaise as he suddenly realized something, "You're not drunk?"

He chuckled, "Of course not," he said pushing Draco away.

"What the fuck Blaise?" Draco sneered.

"It was a trick. I told Granger some rubbish about a girl she let me kiss and grope her to get the non-existing girl off my back and to counter act the bad rumours about her we made it seem as if I was drunk. I bet you now everyone is talking about what a bastard I am drunk."

"Why in the hell would you do that?" he almost shrieked.

Blaise shook his head, "I wanted to see how bad you got it for her, I wanted you to feel like shit and show you how much it'll hurt if you do loose her to some other guy."

Draco frowned at his friend, "Blaise."

"Wake up mate if you don't start trying you'll miss the chance to be with her and then you'll be sorry."

Draco sighed, "She's pregnant Blaise…you said it it's some other blokes."

"So would it that bad to be with her and her baby? Besides you are not the first guy to have dated a bird with a kid before."

"But it's a baby and my father."

"Fuck him! Besides you said it yourself he's changed and your mother is a sweetheart."

Draco shrugged, "I guess," he said softly.

Blaise gripped his friend by the shoulders, "Tell me right now. Do you like her Draco? Could you really care for her Draco?"

"I do Blaise, and I think I could, I really do."

"Then stop treating her like shit and start trying to be nice to her. Then ask her out before the blokes at this school wise up to how fantastic she is and let me tell you after tonight if you don't, soon you'll have me as competition."

"What?" Draco growled as anger coursed through him at Blaise's comment.

"I won't try anything Draco. However, I'll give you a couple of months and if you don't make a move I will because she's the type of girl you don't let go of."

“What do I do?”

“Be nice to her,” Blaise said again which seemed as if it was the one thousandth time.

“You mean hold open a door for her.”

“Bloody hell,” Blaise sighed at his brainless friend, “That is a start; however, you can also stop picking on her. Stop teasing her.”

“Fine her not her friends,” Draco huffed.

“That’s a start,” said Blaise giving him a smile.

“What if it does not work?”

“Draco it’ll take time. You can’t be nice to her for one day and she’ll fall into your arms.”

“I can try but I can’t promise anything.”

“Just try man, just try she’ll see the difference in you.”

Blaise turned and walked to the common room to get some sleep, leaving Draco to his thoughts.

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Christmas Eve

The halls of Hogwarts were almost empty except for a few students who had decided to stay behind at Hogwarts.

Hermione decided to stay at Hogwarts this year with the approval of her mother and father. They had to attend a dental convention this year. They had cancelled their seats last year to spend Christmas time with Hermione. However, this year they had to go.

They were worried however, she had assured them that everything would be fine since she would be spending Christmas day with the Weasley family.

Hermione lay in her bed fast asleep under her patchwork quilt that her mother had made for her for an early Christmas present; the quilt warmed her from the chilly air covering her up to her neck.

She snuggled into her Weird Sisters pillow that Ginny had gotten her last year for Christmas.

Christmas music played softly from her charmed iPod until her wake up time flashed instantly shutting down her iPod and changing to the alarm clock beeping slowly in order to wake the frizzy haired witch.

She moaned in annoyance as she grabbed her clock and flung it across the room breaking it into a million pieces. Everyday this was Hermione'e ritual, and every evening Hermione would repair it.

Slowly getting out of her bed, she yawned and stretched her arms making her Chuddley Cannons t-shirt rise slightly.

She grabbed her things and walked tiredly to the bathroom. Hermione carefully listened against the door making sure Malfoy is not there as she opened the door and entered.

Hermione opened the shower as she pulled her shirt over her head and entered the shower.

Hermione moaned at the warm watering hitting her body. Grabbing her bottle of shampoo, she washed her hair while she sang a Christmas tune.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock

Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring

Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun

Now the jingle hop has begun."

Malfoy opened the door to the bathroom, and in his tired state he did not listen to make sure Granger was not in the bathroom.

He walked to the toilet lifting the lid; he did not want to hear any shit from Granger about the time she fell into the bowel when he forgot to put the lid down.

Draco leaned against the wall moaning softly in relief at releasing his bladder when his head shot up at the sound of singing coming from behind him.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock

Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time

Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square

In the frosty air."

Draco shook himself off turning around and stood there listening to Granger. She had a pretty voice, he had to confess and he must admit from the slight shadow he could see through the frosted glass of the shower door, she has a sinful body.

"What a bright time, it's the right time

To rock the night away

Jingle bell time is a swell time

To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh

Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet

Jingle around the clock

Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet

That's the jingle bell,

That's the jingle bell,

That's the jingle bell rock."

Hermione finished the song with a giggle, when to her horror she heard clapping.

"Bravo Granger! Bravo!" Draco called out as he clapped.

Hermione gasped opening the door a crack, she squinted her eyes so the bubbles could not get into her eyes to see the ferret standing there.

"Malfoy you git! I told you to make sure I'm not in here."

"I'm sorry I had to use the loo," Draco whined playfully with a damn smirk on his face.

"Well get out now," she snapped.

"But I want another song," he whined.

"I said get the fuck out Malfoy! Now!" she roared.

"Fine," he huffed before he could leave he announced, "Oh I am using the common room tonight."

"What why?"

"I am not going to see my friends on Christmas so I'd thought we'd have a little get together before we go home."

"Oh well alright," she said.

"Are you going home?" he asked.

"No my parents have a convention to go to so I am going to spend Christmas with the Weasleys," She said wiping her eyes.

"Well Happy Christmas," he said sweetly.

"Um…yeah Happy Christmas to you too," she said.

He walked out the room leaving her alone to finish her shower.

Hermione frowned at his sweetness. He is almost nice.

'What is he up to?' she thought going back to her shower.

Draco's face lit up with a smile as he was sitting on the couch with his mates as they waited for Pansy to get there so they could get to the Christmas Eve feast.

Blaise gave his smile an arch of his brow wondering why he was so happy. However, his question was soon answered.

All of a sudden a scream came from the bathroom. The door flung open and a very pissed off Granger came into view a towel firmly around her.

Draco smirked at her little towel.

"Why Granger, are you going to tease us?" he teased.

"You shrunk my towel you bastard!" she screamed.

The boys all chuckled at her.

"It's just a Christmas prank," he said innocently.

"Ha ha fine!" she growled.

Pointing her wand at him, she sent a spell straight at him.

He did not feel different until his boys roared with laughter pointing at his head. Draco frowned in confusion until he got a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

Malfoy gasped realizing why his friends were laughing at his blonde hair, which had been charmed into the shape of a tree, his hair green with ornaments hanging off. A bright blinking sign pointed at his head saying Just a Christmas prank!

"You change it back!" he screamed.

"Well serves you right, you arse," she spat slamming the bathroom door as laughter and pounding could be heard.

Hermione quickly changed her clothes, ripping open the door as she was greeted with a newly arrived Pansy who was bent over laughing at Draco.

"Change it back now!" he seethed.

Pansy snorted gasping for breath, "Bloody hell Draco…you sure are in the Christmas spirit."

"Fuck off Pansy!"

Pansy laughed harder as she pointed at his head.

Draco glanced at his head and growled as the words had changed to fuck me off.

Hermione giggled as she had charmed the words to change as he spoke rude comments to refer to him.

"Take it off! You Bitch!" he growled.

Blaise fell off his chair laughing as the words I'm a bitch appeared on his head.

"Fuck you Blaise," he yelled.

Goyle and Crabbe snorted with laughter as the words fuck me Blaise blinked on his head.

Hermione sighed as if she was bored and pointed her wand at his head and chanted turning his hair back to normal.

Draco sighed with happiness as his hair turned back to its normal blonde.

"You bitch!"

"You ever do something like that to me again Malfoy, I will hex your bollocks off and I mean it."

"Fine!" he yelled.

"Oh and Happy Christmas," She said sweetly as she walked out the door.

Draco sat down on his chair as his friends kept laughing.

"Shut up!" he growled getting up and walking out the door heading to the feast.

His friends caught up with him. They tried their best not to laugh but they were finding it very difficult.

“Draco I told you to be nic,” Blaise whispered through his chuckles.

Draco pointed his finger at him, “not a word.”

Draco quickly moved trying to get to the Great hall as he growled at the armor. It was the most annoying thing about Christmas, the charming of the armor suits to sing Christmas carols.

They are currently swinging back and forth singing…

"O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree!

How are thy leaves so verdant!

O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,

How are thy leaves so verdant!"

His friends sputtered with laughter at the reference to a Christmas tree.

"Shut the fuck up!" Draco screamed making the armor shake with fear.

Draco stomped into the Great hall closely followed by his friends.

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Christmas

The Burrow looked very festive indeed. Homemade decorations and ornaments were scattered everywhere around the house.

The Burrow's sitting room was shabby, but overall, very cozy. Oil lamps and a few candles floating here and there lit the room. A sagging armchair is a prominent piece and an eye sore to Mrs. Weasley, but it’s Mr. Weasley's favourite piece, saggy but very comfortable.

A new addition to the sitting room was bought two months ago, a beige coloured couch sat a few feet away from the fireplace. It was second hand, but for the Weasley's it was a luxury. A few handmade throws lapped over the couch to snuggle under.

A fire roared in the fireplace, while on their mantle lay pictures of the Weasley children from holidays past.

Stockings were hung with little bulges in them. Sixteen stockings hanging, barely having room on the string.

A large wooden wireless set sat in the corner of the room.

On one wall was a sideboard with fire whisky, red currant rum, sherry, single malt whiskey and glasses.

A newly cut Christmas tree stood in the corner. Hagrid had cut the tree and brought it to the Burrow. It was one of his many presents for the Weasleys.

This morning when Hermione arrived at midnight, they decorated the tree with tacky old handmade ornaments, homemade paper garlands, flowers, fruit and popcorn. After they finished they sat by the fire and listened to Christmas carols as they recalled memories of Christmas's past.

The kitchen and living room covered with the colours of the seasons.

Another Christmas tree stood in the kitchen with handmade ornaments that the Weasley children had made hung on the tree as a handmade paper garland twined round the tree.

Laid across the dining table sat a very humble feast of roasted turkey, thick rich gravy, cranberry sauce, chipolata, Christmas pudding, Christmas cake, butterbeer, pumpkin juice, eggnog and Hermione's addition to the feast, blueberry cheesecake, a treat shed brought two years ago which the Weasley's loved.

The six Weasley children happily sat at the table with their father at the head of the table as their mother sat to the side of him as they ripped through their presents.

Harry and Hermione sat across from each other as Ginny snuggled next to him.

A giggling Lavender sat next to Ron as Ron rolled his eyes at another homemade vest his mother made him.

Sirius and Remus ripped opened their presents with their forgotten drinks at their side.

Hagrid shuffled in embarrassment in his newly charmed chair as Ginny squealed in happiness at a weird sister's t-shirt that he had bought for her.

Mr. Weasley smiled happily at his family and his extended family. He had tears in his eyes from the understanding that this Christmas they were at peace.

"What are you smiling at Arthur?" Molly asked her husband.

Arthur smiled saying in a sweet voice, "Just remembering our first Christmas together and how beautiful you look tonight."

Molly blushed, "Oh Arthur," she playfully slapped him.

“I wish Percy could have made it,” said Arthur sadly around his drink.

“He’s a busy man Arthur you know that,” said Molly softly to her husband. She is also heartbroken her son could not join them as well.

Happily, their sad thoughts are broken by a voice of happiness.

"Oh Harry," Ginny's voice hitched in awe at the simple gold locket, as Harry placed it around her neck.

"I'll wear it always…look Mum," Ginny said holding out her locket to her mother.

"That's lovely dear," she smiled coyly.

Harry gave Mrs. Weasley a thankful nod for helping him pick out the gift.

"Wow Harry, that's brilliant," Ron said as he nervously gave Lavender his gift.

Lavender screamed with glee when she un-wrapped his Gryffindor pin.

"I think she likes it," Harry said covering his ear at Lavender’s high-pitched screams.

Ron chuckled at his girlfriend who was hopping up and down with happiness which earned her a laugh from the room full of people.

"What's the big deal?" Fred asked annoyed at the girl.

"Being pinned in the muggle world is the same as if you give a girl a ring Fred," Hermione informed him.

"Bloody hell Ron why would you do that?" Charlie clearly conveyed his loathing for this ritual.

Ron glared, "Because I love her," Ron declared.

Lavender gasped, this was the first time he ever declared his love for her in front of his family.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley beamed brightly. They had become taken with the blonde Gryffindor, at first they were a bit unsure, both believing Hermione was the right woman for Ron. Now they realized that Ron had finally found his match with Lavender.

"Really Ron, you love me?"

"Of course I do, you know I do right?" he asked confused.

"You are so thick Ron," Hermione said passing him her present.

Lavender wrapped her arms around him giving him a deep snog as Fred and George whooped for their little brother.

Hermione shook her head at her friend wondering what in the world took him so long to pin her.

"Thank you Molly," Sirius and Remus spoke in unison a bit tipsy from the amount of drinks that they’d consumed so far. They happily held up their traditional Weasley sweaters with an S and R on them.

Hermione took a sip of her pumpkin juice as she un-wrapped her first gift.

Mrs. Weasley spoke as she realized Hermione would open her gift first, "I hope you like it dear, I decided when I had Ginny I wanted to make one for her child when she had one. However, since you are like my own I decided to knit you one as well."

Hermione's eyes blurred with tears as she held up a baby blanket in the colours of Gryffindor house.

"Oh Mrs. Weasley it's beautiful," she tried to convey into words how thankful she was for the gift.

"Wow Mum I cannot wait to have a baby now," Ginny said playfully as she un-wrapped Hermione's gift.

"Hold your tongue missy!" Mrs. Weasley snapped.

Hermione chuckled at Mrs. Weasley.

"This is wonderful thank you."

"You’re welcome dear," The warm woman smiled at Hermione.

Hermione gasped as she ripped the last of the wrapping paper of to unveil an un-used baby book.

"Oh thank you, Remus," Hermione squealed leaning in to give the man a hug.

"I'm happy I got the right thing for you. It's a book to place pictures in it and I even wrote down the formula for developing wizard pictures for you," he said.

Remus left out the part that Snape had given him the formula knowing she would not like to hear that part.

"It's wonderful," she said with tears in her eyes, holding the baby book to her.

"Open mine," Sirius excitedly pushed a package towards her.

Hermione smiled at her friend and ripped open the wrapping paper gasping at a magazine and a stuffed cat that bared a striking resemblance to Crookshanks.

"Sirius this is too cute!" she half-yelled.

"I thought you'd like it," he smiled.

"Oh and look Remus…Magic baby monthly," she said holding up a magazine.

"I got you a two year subscription, I thought it'll come in handy."

"Thank you so much Sirius," Hermione hugged her friends fiercely.

"Thank you both of you this is so sweet."

"You're welcome," they both said.

"Holy Shit!" Harry, Ginny and Ron all screamed at the same time at opening Hermione's gift.

"Language!" Mrs. Weasley yelled.

However, when they pulled out the brooms from the magical package everyone looked at the presents in awe.

"Wow…are those Firebolt special editions?" Fred said in shock.

"Hermione…how?" Harry asked.

The room full of people stared at Hermione waiting for an answer.

"I have been saving up for awhile, and it's not just from me, it's my parents as well. It's sort of a thank you for you know being such great friends to me while I am going through, you know---" she trailed off not finishing her sentences.

"Mione this is too much," Ron's voice hitched.

"I told you it's not just from me, it's from my parents."

"Thank you," Ginny said happily, as tears coursed down her face.

Ron jumped from his seat climbing on the table to get to her.

"Ronald!" Mrs. Weasley gasped.

Harry and Ron nearly tackled Hermione off her seat as they hugged her with all their might.

"Thank you Mione," they said kissing her cheek.

"You’re welcome guys," she giggled.

Fred and George both had looks of happiness on their faces as un-wrapped their gifts. They made a mock-surprised although they already knew what they were getting. They held up two brightly striped scarves.

"Thank you Mum," they said in unison while wrapping the scarves around their neck.

"You’re welcome dears, it‘s just what you wanted," she said.

“Yes it is Mum,” they both said.

Hermione un-wrapped her second gift, "Oh Ginny," she hugged the baby hat and jumper.

"Mum taught me how to knit and I knitted them for you."

"Thank you so much Gin," Hermione said while folding the baby hat and jumper into a neat pile.

Hermione pulled out seven packages out of her bag she magically charmed.

"Here, this is for all of you I hope you like it," Hermione announced as she passed out the gifts to her seven friends.

Wows filled the room as the whole lot of Weasley children opened their gift from Hermione.

"Broomstick Servicing Kit," Bill spoke.

"What is that darling?," Fleur asked curiously to Bill.

"It's a kit to maintain our brooms," Bill informed his wife.

"Oh can I have more pumpkin juice, Molly," Fleur asked Mrs. Weasley.

Mrs. Weasley smiled floating a pitcher to her.

"Thank you," She said with her heavy French accent.

Fred and George both showed their kits to each other in wonder.

"There's a jar of Fleetwood's High-Finish Handle Polish, and a pair of gleaming silver Tall-Twig Clippers," Fred exclaimed.

"Wow there's a tiny brass compass to clip on my broom and a Handbook of Do-It-Yourself Broom care…cool," George nearly squealed.

"This is brilliant Mione," Ron told his friend happily.

"It's really good," Harry, informed him around his drink.

"How do you know mate?"

"I got it for him a few years back"

"Why not me?" Ron asked sadly.

"Because your broom didn't need to be maintained as much as Harry's," she told him, "Well until now."

Ron beamed at her nodding at her his thanks.

The room ripped through mounds of presents, which 89% of them were handmade in some way.

Mrs. Weasley stood happily pointing her wand at the wrapping paper and spelling them away.

"Well I hope everyone likes their gifts."

Murmurs of yes and yeahs rang out through the room.

"I hope those turkey sandwiches did not take away your appetites, because it's time to eat."

Mrs. Weasley used her wand to make the food move towards them.

"Brilliant Mum," George exclaimed as his eyes devoured the feast before him.

Mr. Weasley held up his glass as he said, "A Christmas toast. Please raise your glasses with me."

Everyone picked up a glass and held it high as Mr. Weasley made the toast.

"It is with a happy heart that I thank everyone here for joining us on this merry day. Today is truly a day of peace and Joy," his voice hitched at his own words.

Everyone's eyes glistened understanding why he was so emotional.

"You truly are my family. Happy Christmas!"

Everyone yelled, "Happy Christmas!"

Laughter and clanging of silverware filled the air as the room ate their scrumptious yet humble feast.

"You really outdid yourself this year Molly," Sirius praised her while he bit into his cranberry covered turkey.

"Thank you very much Sirius. Would you like a roll?"

"Yes I would," he said as Molly passed him the roll basket.

Sirius picked a fluffy roll from the basket smearing butter and Molly's homemade marmalade on the roll.

"Can I have a roll Sirius," Fred asked.

"Here you go," Sirius passed him the basket.

"Can I have a roll Fred," George asked.

"Sure," With that Fred threw a roll at George which his brother caught it with ease.

"I say this every year to you two," Mrs. Weasley seethed pointing her fork at them, "No playing with your food. Still horsing about and you’re of age," she hissed at her boys.

"Sorry Mum," they said in unison.

"Would you care for some gravy Mione?" Ginny asked her holding up the gravy boat.

"Yes please," Hermione took the gravy boat from Ginny and poured a generous amount over her turkey.

"This is absolutely delicious Mrs. Weasley," Hermione glowed.

Mrs. Weasley stood walking to Hermione and giving her a big hug, "You eat as much as you want Hermione," Mrs. Weasley said, giving her tummy a rub, "I cannot wait to hold the little one."

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley, I am kind of hungry," Hermione informed the woman with a bright smile.

"A little," Hagrid said with mirth, "Hermione you have as much as I do."

The room chuckled, making Hermione blushed.

"I guess I am making a pig of myself."

"Hermione you‘re pregnant, eat as much as you want," Mr. Weasley said to her with a smile.

"Just make sure you leave some space for dessert," Mrs. Weasley patted her on the arm.

Mr. Weasley cut at his turkey making sure it was in uniformed pieces, "So Hermione, have you picked out a name yet?"

Hermione nodded "If it's a girl, I'll name her Jean Rose after my mother."

"That's lovely dear," Mrs. Weasley, sighed.

"If it's a boy?" Fred asked around his fork.

"Devon Ronald James," she said looking at her two friends hoping that it would be all right.

Harry's fork stopped mid-way in shock.

"You're naming the baby after us?"

"Yes, is that alright?"

"Of course, it's beautiful," Ron said happily.

Ginny on the other hand wanted to know why she named her son Devon, "Why Devon?"

"I just like the name," Hermione said into her food.

Ginny did not believe a word she said.

After they finished the meal Hermione and Ginny helped Mrs. Weasley put away the left overs while she cleaned the dining table. When they were finally finished and the coast was clear Ginny pulled Hermione to a quiet corner and asked, "Alright why Devon?"

"What?"

"Hermione why if it's a boy will you call him Devon?"

Hermione frowned, "I cannot call him…you know, so I decided that at least the baby should have a D in his name."

Ginny smiled, "That's nice. Will he have his last name?"

"Yes I decided after I get out of the hospital I'll tell him. I am going to give my baby both his and my last name."

"That's wonderful Hermione."

"I'm scared Gin what if he doesn't want me to give him his name. I know we don‘t care for one another. However, I think it‘s only right to give him his name. What if---"

"Then he's an idiot," Ginny quickly retorted earning a smile from her frustrated friend.

"Ginny Hermione come on were going to listen to the wireless," Charlie yelled.

When Ginny and Hermione entered the sitting room, the whole family witnessed a whoosh of green as the floo opened to find a familiar redhead standing before them in a Santa suit with a bag of presents.

"Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas!" he roared in his best Santa voice.

"Percy!" Ginny cried jumping into her brother's arms.

Percy held his sister laughing, "Good to see you too sis."

"Oh darling your home, "Mrs. Weasley cried with happiness giving her son a hug.

"It's good to be home."

"My boy," Arthur cried giving his son a big hug having not seen his son in a few months.

"I thought you were too busy tonight."

Percy smiled at Hermione, "I decided I wanted to come home. I wanted to be with my family and I have a present for you Hermione," he said.

"For me what ---," Hermione gasped as Percy moved to the side to unveil her parents,

"Mummy Daddy," she screamed jumping up to hug her parents.

They both laughed taking their daughter into their arms.

"What are you doing here?"

"We were at the convention when we realized we'd much rather be with you. We got a hold of Dumbledore through our emergency floo and to our surprise; Mr. Weasley was there as well. He offered to floo us here."

Hermione gave the redhead a hug, "Thank you Percy."

"Merry Christmas Hermione."

"Merry Christmas."

Hugs and kisses were shared as the huge family sat next to the wireless listening to Christmas carols as they gazed at the Weasley's Christmas tree.

Percy happily passing out his presents that he had bought for his family and friends as they dove in to see what he'd bought them.

Hermione sat next to her mother and father as she looked around the burrow, realizing at this moment that her fears were ridiculous and that everything, in one way or another, would turn out just fine.

Tbc…

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