The Affair/Dramione

A Malfoy Family Christmas. Part One... (EXPLICIT)

POV: Hermione. Christmas Eve...

Draco's mum sent us an owl last month begging us to spend the Christmas holidays with them. After days of convincing Draco, yet again. He finally agreed too.

We decided we were going to tell his parents that I was pregnant in person. Draco said he could control the situation better facing them, than sending an owl. So we agreed to break the news gently on Boxing Day.

I had my second appointment with Samantha and Draco went with me of course. The babies were doing splendidly growing at a settled pace within my body. Draco and I still agreed that we wanted to be surprised on the sexes the day the twins were born. I still felt rather strange, but luckily I hadn't been sick yet. Fingers crossed I wouldn't at all...

I had just finished packing when Draco entered our bedroom. He had a worried look on his face standing before me. He pulled the Daily Prophet from behind his back and held it up for me to see the gossip column of the new so-called journalist Heda Hopper.

"Baby, I don't know how this happened or who told her. But I will get to the bottom of this." Draco was furious handing me the paper to read for myself exactly what Heda had written.

Heda's vindictive brazen annoying personality oozed through the moving picture. She was smiling up at me and winking with one of her ridiculously over the top feathered fascinator's on top of her supposedly natural pink hair. I read it aloud...

"Evidently, we have some exciting news coming from within our grand Wizarding world. Directly from my sources at the honorable St. Mungo's hospital. That the famous and might I add, scandalous newlywed couple; Draco Malfoy and his lovely bride, Hermione Granger, are expecting their first child! Both to whom are ministry workers as to which you already knew, my wonderful avid readers! The new Mrs. Malfoy is due sometime this spring! We look forward to seeing their bundle of joy!

They were not available for comment.

Your favorite gossip columnist, hopping away...

Heda Hopper."

"Oh, no..." I panicked almost becoming sick, as the paper fell to my feet. "Do your parents read the prophet?! It's Rita Skeeter all over again!" I yelled with disgust. "I'll put her into glass jar if I have too!" I warned aloud. Draco laughed at me confused. "What are you talking about putting her in a glass jar?" He asked while circling his arms around my waist. "Oh, nothing..." I sighed still holding the possibilities in the back of my mind, remembering my past of dealing with fabricating fake journalism.

"My mum reads the prophet, but my father refuses to any read it any longer." He faltered knowing I was still worried, trying to comfort me. "At least, she got the story wrong. She doesn't have the full truth." He expressed as I interrupted him. "Like usual." He smiled at my little joke. "Well just leave right now and get the paper before my mum reads it, hopefully she hasn't." Draco was apprehensive suddenly looking to the side of me thinking and met my gaze again. "We need to go now. Are you ready, baby?" "Yes." We gathered our belongings quickly and disapparated to the Malfoy's other mansion...

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Dryadalis greeted us at the door instantly as if he knew we were on our way, patiently waiting for us to arrive. He was still wearing his adorable butler's uniform.

"Master Draco! Madame Hermione! We are so glad you are able to join us for the Christmas festivities! Come in, come in!" Dryadalis was over the moon with excitement.