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Can We Make It	By : Jenxiaris Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The following weekend was a Hogsmeade weekend; Hermione and Draco were walking down to the Three Broomsticks to meet her parents and his mother.

When they entered the pub they immediately saw a table full of red hair "Oh Hermione" Mrs. Weasley practically shrieked across the room "I'm so glad to see you, I was ever so disappointed when Ronald said you weren't joining us. How are you feeling? If you need anything dear, you make sure you come to me"

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley, I'm fine, a little tired but that's normal"

At that moment, Draco's mother walked in along with Hermione's parents who looked like they were still suffering from the after affects of first time apparation, Mr. Granger looked a little green.

Draco interrupted "Mrs. Weasley let me offer my congratulations on all the grandchildren, however our party have just arrived and we mustn't keep them waiting"

"Oh, of course Draco dear, see you later on" she kissed them both on the cheek completely shocking Draco and went back to her table.

They walked over to their parents and said their hellos. Draco had ordered a private room in the pub for lunch and signalled to Madam Rosmerta that they were ready.

They were led upstairs to the room by Madam Rosmerta and waited as she unwarded the door. As they entered they were assaulted by the smells of the food that Draco had pre-ordered.

There were platters of fruit and cheese. A roast chicken, with potatoes and vegetables, and a beautifully presented chocolate cake for dessert.

Unfortunately the smell of the cheese did not have the desired affect on Hermione, who was to be seen running at full pelt towards the adjoining bathroom to bring up the contents of her stomach.

Her mother went in after her to make sure she was okay, followed by Mrs. Malfoy. Draco stayed out with Mr. Granger; both men were a little useless when it came to vomit.

Hermione resurfaced from the bathroom ten minutes later supported by her mother. Mrs. Malfoy took out her wand and vanished the cheese "The smell of cheese made me sick when I was pregnant with Draco, it will pass my dear"

"Thank you Mrs. Malfoy, I appreciate your help, you too mum" Hermione sat down and rested her head in her hands. "I hope the morning sickness stops soon, I don't think I can handle another seven months of it"

"It will honey, I was only sick for a couple of months with you, unfortunately it was the smell of mouthwash that did it to me so your dad had to run the surgery on his own for a while"

Hermione's father really didn't want to continue the conversation, as he was still feeling a little queasy from apparating to Hogsmeade "Shall we sit and catch up?"

"Yes sir, that's a good idea" Draco thoroughly agreed with his father-in-law.

"Please, call me Henry, you are the father of my future grandchild after all".

"Okay, Henry"

Ever the eloquent hostess Mrs. Malfoy decided to take control, "so, we never really got the chance to all get to know each other at the wedding. May I start by saying that I hope the past can stay in the past".

Mr. Granger interrupted "what past? What are you talking about?"

Hermione intervened; she didn't want the two families to get off on the wrong foot so soon "Err.. I haven't told my parents all the details of the war Mrs. Malfoy. Mum, Dad, I told you about Death Eaters and Voldermort" Mrs. Malfoy and Draco both stiffened at the mention of their former masters name "and I told you about the things Harry, Ron and I had to do while you were in Australia, but there were a few things that I didn't tell you, I didn't want to put too much worry on your shoulders"

"But what does that have to do with your husband and your mother-in-law?" Hermione's father was getting annoyed with the way she was hedging around the point.

"Well um… Draco's family are pureblood, they um… they were followers of Voldermort. Draco's father is currently serving a life sentence in our wizard prison"

"Please Mr. Granger, believe me when I say that Draco and I do not hold the beliefs of my husband, we had no choice, Draco's father was raised in an old fashioned environment and unfortunately he brought his fathers beliefs into our marriage and forced them upon our son. I believe that Draco and Hermione are working on letting their past go, can we not do the same?"

Mr. Granger looked furious, Mrs. Granger looked a little shell shocked, as though she hadn't quite taken it all in.

Hermione's father asked, "Hermione just answer me one thing. Was it in their house that you were tortured?"

Hermione had tears fill her eyes. She nodded.

"Get your coat Jean, we're leaving"

"Daddy please, you can't leave, we have to talk about this. I'm having his baby, please"

"Jean, I am leaving whether you join me or not" He would not look at Hermione.

"Mr. Granger, we are in the middle of a magical village in Scotland, where do you propose to go, you cannot get back to your house unless one of us takes you and I fully intend to have lunch with my son and new daughter, whether you are prepared to or not" Mrs. Malfoy was used to dealing with stubborn men after 20 years of marriage to Draco's father.

Hermione stood from her chair, although she still felt a little queasy "Mrs. Malfoy it's okay. Ron's Parents are downstairs, I'm sure one of them won't mind apparating my parents home and coming back, I'd do it myself but I can't apparate while I'm pregnant".

"I'm not going anywhere" Hermione's mother had finally found her voice, "Henry, I have come here today to see our daughter and get to know our new family, believe me when I say I am absolutely furious over what I have just heard but I am not going to storm out of here like a fool and risk losing my daughter forever, now sit down!"

"I am not staying here to watch Hermione throw her life away with some bigoted little fool, law or no law. She shouldn't have married him, when she found out who she was paired with she should have got on a train straight home, now I saw Arthur Weasley downstairs, I'm going to ask him to help me get home, even if it means explaining plugs for the one-hundredth time, are you coming with me?"

"No"

"Fine" Mr. Granger stormed down the stairs and into the main area of the pub.

Hermione followed right behind him and went over to the table where the Weasley's were waiting for Madam Rosmerta to take their order.

"Mr. Weasley, sorry to interrupt, could I ask you a favour?" Hermione was struggling to hold back the tears.

"Of course sweetheart, anything for you" Mr. Weasley got up from the table and joined Hermione and her father at the door to the pub.

"Mr. Weasley, my father has decided that he needs to go home and I can't apparate while pregnant, would it be possible for you to take him? I don't want to interrupt your lunch but there is no-one else"

"Of course I can Hermione dear, but why can't Narcissa or Draco take him?""

"Those animals are not coming within five feet of me, my wife is insane to stay up there but I won't!"

"Er.. We just told my parents about which side the Malfoy's were on during the war, daddy hasn't taken it very well" Hermione was really beginning to lose the battle with her tears and hoped to finish the conversation very quickly.

"Don't worry dear, I will make sure your father gets home. Would it be all right if you let Molly know where I'm going? I don't like to worry her and if I don't come back to the table with you she will worry, old war habits and all that"

"Thank you Mr. Weasley, I'll tell her"

"Daddy please, try to understand. I fought to save the wizarding world, I couldn't just leave it and Draco has changed, in fact he's treated me like a princess. I hope you come round before your grandchild is born, I need you"

With that Hermione walked away, she couldn't stand her father's inability to look at her anymore. She went back over to the table and explained where Mr. Weasley went and then turned and went upstairs.

Draco was waiting for her outside the door. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her forehead "I'm so sorry that happened, I'm sorry our past keeps getting in the way, I'm never going to forgive my family for everything you've been through, and what we're still putting you through"

"Draco, it's not your fault, you didn't choose to follow Voldermort and I'm not going to blame you, lets just forget it and finish lunch"

"Actually I was thinking, there is an awfully large amount of food in there, would you like your friends to join us, Mother wants to salvage as much of today as she can and she's worried about how you being upset will affect the baby"

"I would like that, but I really need to sit down, I feel exhausted", Hermione was beginning to feel light headed after the argument with her father.

"I'll go and ask them, go in and sit with our mothers ok" Draco pecked his wife on the lips and headed downstairs.

Hermione re-entered the room and sat down on the couch, the two women were having a small conversation, which they continued after checking that Hermione was ok.

"Please forgive my husbands behaviour, he always has been a little short tempered, it's where Hermione gets it from. I normally prefer to hear all sides of any story before reacting"

"It is fine Jean, I expected much worse, the things that happened to Hermione and countless others because of my families beliefs deserve a lot more punishment than I have received. It was in fact young Harry Potter who stopped me from going to Azkaban"

Mrs. Granger seemed a little shocked by this admission

"You see, towards the end of the battle, I hoped that my husband would see that his master was an insane old fool, but he didn't. I just needed to find Draco, I had know idea if he was dead or alive. When the dark lord asked me to see if Potter was dead or not, I knew it was my chance to get to Draco, so I whispered to Harry to see if Draco was alive or not and lied to the dark lord so that we could get to the castle. Harry explained all this to the judges at the death eater trials and I was pardoned as it was my husband not I that had committed the acts for which they were prosecuting"

Mrs. Granger was a little dumbfounded by all the information she had just received. "Ok, well I won't pretend that I am happy with this situation at all, however I know my daughter, there is no way she will leave your world and I am not willing to lose her or my grandchild so, lets stop talking about this until another time, I need a chance to think and I'm sure I will have questions later"

"Of course, anything you wish to know, just ask." Narcissa was relieved that her daughter-in-laws mother was able to think about the future and not hold the past against her, as so many others still did.

At that moment Draco came into the room, followed by Mrs. Weasley, George, Pansy, Harry, Ginny, Ron and Luna. They all sat down and Mrs. Malfoy conjured some more glasses to hand out drinks.

They chatted about everything and nothing whilst waiting for Mr. Weasley to return. Unfortunately everyone was a little uncomfortable as only 6 months before they had been in battle against each other and were not particularly sure as to how they should act.

Eventually Hermione couldn't take the atmosphere anymore and stood glass in hand. "I would like to propose a toast" she took Draco's hand before continuing "I know that some of our past dealings with each other have been difficult but I would like to thank you all for joining us when Draco invited you. It is time we put the past behind us, the fact that Draco and I have managed to stay married for two months without killing each other shows that it can happen. I would like to ask you to raise your glasses in a toast to our marriages, future children and the unity of our world. Cheers"

"Cheers" was the response from the room.

"Now I believe I can hear Mr. Weasley coming up the stairs so everyone lets eat and have a nice rest of the day"

Hermione drank from her glass and everyone sat around the dining table after conjuring some extra chairs and when Mr. Weasley came in they ate.

Later on that day, with full bellies the group said their goodbyes and parted ways with Narcissa apparating Hermione's mother home and Molly and Arthur only leaving after insisting that they see Hermione and Draco over Christmas.

When they reached their flat Draco led Hermione straight to the bedroom where he insisted she get undressed and get in bed. "Draco I'm fine please stop fussing"

"It's been a long day Hermione, with a lot of stress put on you, now lie down" Hermione continued to protest but lay down in the bed and turned onto her stomach, Draco drew the curtains and conjured and lit some candles. He then straddled Hermione's bottom and began to massage her sore shoulders "Let me look after you Hermione"

"Mmmm, that feels nice, I take it back fuss all you want."

Draco laughed, as beautiful as she was when she argued, she was even more beautiful when she was like this.

Draco leaned forward and kissed her shoulders as he rubbed them "I really am sorry about what happened with your father"

He got no response, the only sound coming from Hermione was heavy breathing, she had fallen asleep; the day's events had exhausted her. Draco climbed off of her and pulled the covers over her shoulders, he then blew out the candles and joined her in bed and curled himself around his wife and let the sound of her breathing him lull him to sleep.
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