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My Best Enemy's Baby	By : caseyjarryn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 51681 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Bookworm51485: I really really wanted them to have a little boy!! but.. alas, Lucius wants a boy too!! So it had to be the girl that survived!! *sigh* I tried to find a way around it, but I couldn't have Lucius smirking over the fact that he was right about Malfoy's always having first born sons! Damn that evil man!!!

Chapter Nine

....She turned to look at Draco again before shouting “The Burrow” and stepping into the bright green flames....

The Weasley’s, and harry, were sitting around the dinner table when Hermione stepped into The Burrow from the flames.

“Hermione, dear” said Molly standing up from the table “You’re right on time, we were just about to start.”

She started to bustle off to the kitchen to fetch Hermione a plate, but before she got the kitchen Hermione called out, “Could you get two extra plates? Someone else will be joining us. I hope that’s ok.”

“Of course dear, the more the merrier” She assured Hermione with a warm smile, a mere second before the flames in the fireplace turned a bright emerald green and Draco Malfoy came spinning out, brushing ash from his sleeve.

Ron stood suddenly his face red with anger, his chair falling over backwards with a bang, “What is HE doing here?” He hissed angrily at Hermione.

“Uh ...” Hermione began before Draco cut her off.

“I am in need of a place to stay” He explained calmly to Arthur Weasley, ignoring Ron’s outburst. “I was hoping that you and you’re wife would consent to endure my presence for a day or two, before I find myself somewhere more convenient; as I do not feel it wise for me to return home to Malfoy Manor in the near future.”

Everyone in the room, bar Hermione, was shocked at Malfoy’s polite tone and some still open mouthed at his very appearance in the house. Ginny was trying to catch Hermione’s eye to inquire silently as to how her confrontation went regarding marriage. Although she assumed, judging on Malfoy’s presence in her home, that Hermione was no longer expected to marry the Ferret, but she wasn’t sure due to the anxious look of despair on her friends face, as well as, she realised, the face of Draco Malfoy.

Ron, already angered just from Draco’s presence, yelled at Malfoy before Ginny could get an answer, “NO WAY! There is no bloody way you are staying in this house, no matter what you’re paltry excuse for needing a place to stay is.”

All politeness dissipated from Draco’s face as he turned to Ron and sneered “I believe, Weasel, that I was asking your father, not you, for permission to stay in his home.”

Molly, who had disappeared into the kitchen for a moment, reappeared with extra plates and cutlery.

“May I ask what the reason is that you so suddenly need a place to stay, and do not wish to return home?” Arthur asked as his wife pulled out her wand and lengthened the table, adding an extra chair, so that they would all fit comfortably around it.

It was Hermione who answered Mr. Weasley before Draco could speak.”Why don’t we wait until after dinner?” She suggested, her voice shaking slightly. “I haven’t eaten much all day and I don’t really want to have this conversation while we are eating.” She hurriedly went to sit down next to Harry, motioning for Draco to take the opposite her, next to Fred.

Hermione clearly looked upset because Ron, who had sat back down, glared at Malfoy, “What happened, Ferret? What did you do to her?” He demanded angrily.

“Ronald! He didn’t do anything! Now shut up!” Hermione sighed, exasperated at Ron’s frequent verbal attacks on Draco.

Everyone started eating after a tense few moments and conversations started around the table, Fred and George joking around as usual. Draco sat there awkwardly and began to fill his plate from the serving dishes in the centre of the large table.

Ginny leaned towards Hermione and whispered, “So are you still engaged then?” She asked grimacing slightly.

Unfortunately Harry, who she was leaning across to reach Hermione, overheard her quietly asked question and choked on the piece of broccoli he had just placed in his mouth. Swallowing, he, very tactfully, said loudly “ENGAGED?” The table was suddenly very quiet as everyone turned to look at Hermione and Draco, Ron looking murderous.

Hermione glared at Harry and then she turned back to the rest of table and said clearly “No” just as Draco said the same thing.

Draco explained; “My parents wanted, want,” he corrected himself, since Hermione was still pregnant; they would still be expected to marry, “us to get married.” Then by way of obvious reasoning he stated, “Because of the baby.”

“So is that why you need somewhere to stay then Mal- uh, Draco?” asked Harry, “You had a row with your parents?” Ron looked at Harry as though he had turned traitor just because he had used Malfoy’s first name.

“Not” Ron said stubbornly, “that we have agreed for you to stay”

Draco scowled at Ron before turning back to Harry and replying, “Yes” he said slowly “but there was a lot more to it than that, it’s more the result of the fight that has me in need of an alternate place of residence.” He looked over at Hermione sadly then back down at his plate.

Everyone looked at the two of them clearly wanting more answers than they had been given.

Hermione sighed, “We may as well tell them now” she said quietly to Draco.

Draco cleared his throat when he realised that Hermione wanted him to be the one to tell them. “My father didn’t take the news that we were refusing the engagement well.” He told them all of the day’s events, Hermione cutting in a few times, and they stayed silent, except for a few sharp intakes of breath, until he finished with, “and so I would really rather not see my father right now.”

Everyone was suddenly either furious at Lucius or incredibly sympathetic towards Hermione and Draco. Molly and Ginny immediately rushed towards Hermione pulling her into a tight

embrace, Molly who had burst into tears at the first mention of the previously unknown child’s death; assured Draco that he could stay at The Burrow for as long as he needed.

Hermione glanced over at Harry and the twins; who were glancing darkly across the table, discussing how they could murder Lucius without being caught.

Arthur was deep in thought, he suddenly said loudly; “Surely that is enough to get Lucius locked up in Azkaban!”

Hermione pulled out of Ginny’s hug and said regrettably “Unfortunately, Lucius was right when he said he wasn’t going to do anything illegal; although a lot of the old pureblood laws have been changed since the end of the war, it is still legal for a pureblood family to get rid of any bastard child that isn’t pure of blood.” Hermione of course pulled this bit of previously unimportant piece of information from the seemingly endless wealth of information she had stored inside her.

“That’s bullshit!” said Harry, passionately.

Hermione nodded and put her head in her hands, she then realised that Ron, who was normally the first to get riled up over the smallest of things; especially if they involved the Malfoy’s, hadn’t said anything.

She looked up at him and saw that he had a rather unfazed look on his face. When he noticed her looking at him he just sneered and said coldly, “I don’t see how having one less Malfoy in the world is such a problem. We should be thanking Lucius.”

Everyone was shocked and they were all silent for moment before Hermione stood up bursting into tears, she screamed at Ron, “YOU FUCKING HEARTLESS PIG!” Before she turned and fled up the stairs.

Draco looked menacingly at Ron as he stood from his chair, “I know you don’t care about me, or what I might be feeling at the loss of a child, but surely you care about Hermione?” He questioned Ron his voice full of simmering anger, “I thought you were supposed to be her friend?” he spat at the redhead.

“How you’re feeling at the loss?” scoffed Ron, “As if you care, it’s not like you wanted the kid! And as for Hermione, I do care about her; I care about her more than you do! I just can’t see why she is so upset about losing a child she never knew she had, and she hadn’t planned in the first place!” Ron was now on his feet as well.

Draco decided that it wasn’t even worth his breath to answer the prat and with one last scowl at Ron he turned and made his way up the stairs to find Hermione.

“Hermione?” he called softly not knowing which room she would be in. When she didn’t reply he started opening the door to each room and peering inside, he found her lying on her back on a small single bed, when he opened the third door on the landing. He made his way into the room closing the door behind him, blocking out the angry voices yelling at Ron that had started a few moments after he had left the room downstairs.

He didn’t really know what to do or say, he wasn’t used to comforting people; he was usually the one who upset them in the first place. He walked hesitantly over the bed and he knelt down beside Hermione. He didn’t say anything; he just sat there with her.

She looked him in the eye after a few moments and said with conviction “You’re a better man that he will ever be. I’m glad to be having a Malfoy child.” He was stunned at her words and he didn’t quite know what to say.

“Uh ...” he started before he was cut off by Hermione sitting up and pressing her lips against his in a chaste kiss; she pulled away just as Draco closed his eyes and leant into her.

She lay back down on the bed and patted the small space next to her indicating for him to lie down next to her. He uncertainly sat on the bed kicking his shoes off before he stretched out placing his head on the pillow. Hermione rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes. Draco timidly wound his arm around her shoulders, although he liked the feeling of her lying against him; he was slightly uncomfortable with the intimateness of the situation.

“Relax” She mumbled against his tense chest, and so he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, he pretended to himself that being so close to her in such an intimate position was completely normal. A few minutes later her heavy breathing let him know that she had fallen asleep; and he followed not long after.

That was how Ginny found them half an hour later when she opened the door to her room; fast asleep, wrapped around each other. She stood there shocked for a few moments before making her way silently to her own bed. She realised as she lay there listening to their breathing that even though they may not realise it - then again, maybe they had, she thought as she looked over at them - they were a pretty good match, they had quite a few things in common; they were both exceptionally smart and loyal, they both enjoyed reading, they were both bossy and often acted like they knew everything – although that could cause them to clash, Ginny mused – she didn’t know Malfoy all that well, so there was probably more that they had in common. Her thoughts drifted off the subject of Hermione and Draco as she fell asleep.

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