The Assistant ✔️

5-Baby Boys

"These violent delights
Have violent ends
And in their triumph die,
Like fire and powder,
Which,as they kiss, consume.
-William Shakespeare

Hermione woke up suddenly, the bright sunlight streaming through the open curtains, she turned her head away, groaning into the soft cushions.

"Good Morning, gorgeous"

She shot up, eyes wide, her bed hair messy and disoriented.
Draco stood in the door way, a pristine white shirt hanging off his muscled form, jet black trousers clinging tightly to his legs.
His hair was styled neatly into a quiff and his expression was amused, yet in his eyes say concern. But he didn't show it.

"I fell asleep on your couch didn't I?"She croaked, her throat parched.

Draco chuckled, walking towards the kitchen counter and handing her her handbag.
She took it carefully, then suddenly jumping up , her face wild with panic.
"I'm supposed to be at work!"

After Draco calmed her down, handing her a seductive and a glass of water, he sat next to her on the large couch and placed a hand on her bare thigh.
"When I'm at work, your at work, so right now- I'm not at work, so your not"

Hermione nodded along slowly, eyeing his thumb that was rubbing soothing circles on her thigh.

She let out a shaky breath and patted his hand, that was sitting on her thigh.
"Draco..."she began, before scanning her brain and running out of the apartment, leaving her bag behind with Draco on the sofa.

He sat there, hand still levitated from where her thigh had been, he chuckled and flexed his fingers, before leaning back in the couch, the smell of roses lingering in the air.

:3

"I'm so sorry I'm late!!"Hermione cried,
Running into the emergency room where Ginny lay, a sleeping baby in her arms.

As she rushed in, everyone; the Weasley's, Harry, Teddy, Luna, Neville, Ron, and lavender who looked as if she was about to pop, all pressed their fingers to their lips, signalling her to shut-the-hell-up-because-a-new-baby-has-just-arrived-you-daft-dimbo.

Hermione stopped in her tracts as if she was just slapped in the face and slowly, carefully tip toed over towards Ginny who, by the looks of it, was very, very extremely hot and bothered;
Pints of sweat glazed her forehead, wide purple bags lay under her eyes, and a sleepy smile pressed onto her pink plump lips.

Hermione kissed her forehead and smiled down at the baby boy, his long lashes fluttering, small black thin hairs plastered on his head.
She smirked, Wait a couple years and he'll be the splitting image of Harry.

The others left the room slowly, leaving the two girls with the baby to catch up.

"Where have you been then?" Ginny asked, a eyebrow raised slowly.

Hermione blushed and looked down, ignoring her and stroking the small hairs on the Babies' head.
"I was fired and then I got a new... job"she whispered, avoiding her best friends gaze and blushing profoundly.

Ginny gasped, happily.
"Someone we know has offered you a job haven't they?"

Hermione looked startled, how did she know?
"Maybe.. a certain bouncing ferret-"

Ginny squealed with delight, waking the small baby in her arms who gave her a frustrated look, his eyes wide, a light shade of blue and brown pecks.
"Soooo, any romance?!"

Hermione blushed a dark shade of crimson, and coughed, looking away.
Ginny gave another high pitched squeal, earring another dirty look from her new born son.

Changing the subject, Hermione smiled at the boy in her arms.
"Any names spring to mind?"

Ginny smiled down at the boy, then thinking, she gave a frustrated sigh.
"Harry wants to name him James, After his dad.."

"What's wrong with that?"

Ginny sighed again.
" I had a whole plan of names... maybe I get to name the next one".

"If there's a next one,"

"There better be,"cried Ginny, bouncing the baby up and down in her arms and pulling silly faces.
Hermione laughed at her friend and looked away, thinking of a certain blond.