The Baby Project

Nightmares from Another

Hermione was over the moon as she and Draco walked back from their picnic. All she could think about was her date and everything that had happened. She kissed Draco Malfoy, and she had liked it. She had been devastated at first, so shocked when they called his name. She soon figured out the reasons for being together, and now she even thought that they could make one happy family out of everything. She was so happy she didn't notice she was practically skipping in the halls.

"Hermione," Draco said, smiling down at her. He knew she didn't like it when people stared, but she brought it on herself this time, "You're causing people to stare." 

"Oh." She said immediately, trying to fall into his rhythm of walking. It was hard for her to do, though, because he was so much taller and his legs much longer; she now looked even more ridiculous because she looked as she was chasseing down the hall. 

They walked right to their apartment, and Hermione found a movie for them both to watch. Draco had gotten very good at popping the popcorn perfectly, so he was now in charge of that. Once it was done, he sat down, and she cuddles into his chest. How was this the image they were producing? It seemed so foreign, but they were both glowing, and it suited them. After they had been through, they both deserved some happiness. 

"What did you pick?" 

"It is a great movie. It is called Beauty and the Beast." Hermione smiled at the screen that was changing colors in from of her. Draco smirked as the tale unfolded, and he thought about how similar the story was to their own. He wondered if that is why Hermione liked it so much and why she had picked it.

"So I used to be a monster, huh?"

"Well. That isn't why I chose it, actually. I really like the book the movie is based on." 

"Well, I like it all the same." Draco kissed the top of her head and then went to get ready for his night on the couch. 

Hermione kissed him once more before she went into their bedroom, and he silently wished that he could hold her all night. He just wanted to wake up next to her, but he knew she wasn't ready. They had already pushed so much so fast he didn't want to be the one to freak her out with how fast this was going. 

About around 1 in the morning, Hermione started noticing strange noises from the other room, and she carefully found her wand and opened the door slightly. She was back in hiding mode. War mode. She knew she could handle herself, but she just saw Draco shaking on the couch when she lit her wand. 

She quickly turned the lights on and walked to his side. He had told her how he had woken her up, but she had never practiced that kind of magic. She knew it was far too advanced to get it right on the first try, and she didn't want to make things worse. She just started to tear up. She had never witnessed one of Draco's nightmares, and she started to wonder if he got them often. 

"Draco, baby, wake up, please. It isn't real. I'm here."

"Get off of her!" Was all he let out, and her body when ridged. She couldn't move. It was as if he was talking to her, as she had been at the beginning of the year. 

"Draco, she's gone. I'm here. It's Hermione. I'm here. Draco, wake up." She started begging him, shaking him. She just wanted to know he was alright. She wanted to tell him he would be okay. 

Suddenly Draco sat straight up and looked at Hermione, and he started breathing normally, and she let out a breath.

"I am sorry. I forgot the spell. I didn't mean to wake you."

She ignored the mention of a spell and engulfed him into a hug. After kissing her neck and reassuring her that he was fine, she finally let go. 

"Now, why have you been casting spells?" She looked at him hard. She wanted to face things together, even if they were hard and uncomfortable.