The Unbreakable Law (Dramione) *EDITING*

Chapter 13

Hermione- two weeks later

I was snuggled up to Draco while he played with my hair. It was two weeks before we get married so me and Ginny were going dress shopping this week.

I suddenly felt nausea course through my body. I stood up and rushed to the bathroom. Draco quickly rushed after me and held my hair back when I was sick.

When I finished I wiped off my mouth and summoned a glass of water. Draco picked me up and carried me back to the bed.

"Are you sick or is it..." he trailed off.

I felt dread settle on my stomach. I grabbed my wand, lifted my shirt, and muttered the spell. If my stomach turned pink, I was pregnant, if my stomach turned blue, I wasn't.

We waited for a few moments before my stomach turned a bright pink. Draco's eyes were huge as he looked at my pink stomach. I was pregnant.

I suddenly did feel sick. A few months from now, I would be holding a son or daughter. I wrapped my arms around Draco's neck and rested my head on his shoulder. I was happy, and scared, but I was happy.

"Are you alright?" Draco asked, rubbing circles on my back.

"I'm alright. I'm kinda happy I will have a baby but.. I'm really scared too," I told him.

"We're going to be parents," he whispered.

I nodded lightly.

"I hope it's a boy, he would look just like you," I whispered.

"It will be. Boys are always born first in the Malfoy family," he told me.

I pulled back and kissed him. He kissed me back and pushed me to the bed. I smiled.

"Want to?" He asked, quietly.

"Yes," I replied, pulling him in for another kiss.

~*~*~

I was sore all over but I couldn't feel better. Draco had his arms around my bare body, keeping my body against his.

"I love you," he whispered in my hair.

"I love you too," I whispered back.

I was exhausted.

"Draco!" I gasped, "I haven't read anything about witch pregnancy!"

"I know a bit," he replied, "like it isn't the full nine months, it depends on the pureness of your blood. If the mother and father are a pure blood, then it's usually four months. If one parent is a muggle and the other is a pure blood, then it's five to six, depending on how pure the pure blood is, and if both are muggles, it's nine. I know you will be more emotional, and we will have to ask Madam Promfey if you can still use the potions for your depression."

"I haven't taken it since I got out of the hospital, just the one that makes me hungry," I smiled at him. "I think I'm getting better."

He turned me a round to see his face. He had a big smile.

"That's great 'Mione," he said before kissing me.

I kissed him back. One thing led to another and.. Well... You could guess.

Draco

Hermione fell asleep after we did it for the second time today. I smiled and lightly brushed the hair from her face. 

She shifted a bit and relaxed. I pulled her as close as possible and allowed myself to fall asleep.

~*~*~

A loud banging on the door woke me and Hermione. Hermione looked terrified before she realized it was the door.

"Malfoy are you in there?" Zabini yelled.

"GO AWAY!" I shouted.

What I hadn't expected, was for him to unlock the door. I hurriedly pulled the covers up to cover Hermione's chest. He opened the door but froze in the doorway.

"Uhh..."

"ZABINI!" Hermione shrieked.

He smirked.

"You look nice Granger, did you change your hair or something?"

Her face was beet red. I smirked a bit and stood up, naked, knowing Blaise would leave. Hermione's face got redder and Blaise smirked.

"Alright, alright, if you want me to leave that bad," he laughed, leaving the room.

Hermione was the darkest shade of red. She jumped off the bed and started gathering our clothes. I smirked a bit and grabbed her bra.

"Hey Granger, missing something?" I asked, holding it out of her reach.

She tried to get it from me.

"Malfoy! Give it back!" She yelled.

She fell against me making us both topple to the ground. I kissed her roughly and pushed her gently to the ground. She pulled back.

"Malfoy, we've got someone in our living room, not right now," she scolded, snatching her bra and quickly getting dressed.

I sighed and put some clothes on. Hermione grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the room. She was going to explode and Blaise knew it. She quickly drew her wand and stunned him.

"HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT US?! I CAN UNDERSTAND IF YOU ACCIDENTALLY WALK IN BUT WHAT KIND OF LOW LIFE JERK STANDS IN THE DOORWAY JUST TO EMBARRASS ME?! YOU SIR ARE A PERVERT!" She screamed before smacking his cheek and taking off the bind.

I was confused and surprised when she suddenly fainted. I quickly caught her in my arms and looked at a shell-shocked Blaise.

"Hmm... I didn't know she had it in her," Blaise muttered.

"She has a point," I said, laying Hermione gently on the couch.

"Why did she faint?" He asked.

"She's tired, has no energy. With me tiring her out twice today then her explosion with you-"

"Wait... Did you say twice?" Blaise asked.

"It's the best way to celebrate good news," I replied, sitting on the couch and pulling Hermione's head into my lap.

"May I ask what you were celebrating?" He smirked.

"Hermione hasn't taken her antidepressant potions and is fine," I told him.

"And?" He continued.

I took a deep breath.

"Hermione's pregnant," I stated.

I felt the happiness bubble inside me once more. I love Hermione and I'm exited to have a little baby.

"What?!" He asked.

"Hermione is pregnant," I repeated.

He smirked and pat my back.

"Nice job man," he laughed, "congrats."

I smiled at Hermione and played with her hair.