Path | Dramione

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-Hermione Granger-

A smirk is placed along my lips as I walk down the isle next to Draco. He's holding my hand and pushing the cart with the other. I saw the baby section and made him go into so now half of our cart is full of baby stuff that he won't be able to use until he's born or until he's a few months old.

Draco has convinced me that the baby is a boy, mostly because the Malfoys haven't had a girl born into their family for a long ass time so it just makes sense. The Malfoy genes are strong as hell considering they kind of beat my birth control...twice.

"Oh dear" I hear a soft, fragile voice say as we pass an elderly woman in the cereal section. I cock my eyebrow and tug Draco's hand, telling him to stop.

"Are you okay?" I ask the old woman sweetly.

"Well I just um saw your cart. Are you two expecting?" I smile and nod, making her laugh a little. "You are awfully young miss, not to be rude."

"I know but I've always wanted to be a mummy and I found the person I love so I don't see a problem with it. I'm ready." I smile at the old woman and she smiles, patting my shoulder.

"As long as you aren't rushed. I'm sure you'll be a good mum."

The old woman smiles and walks away, muttering something about young people with a smile on her lips. I grin up to Draco and he just chuckled and shakes his head.

"Always wanted to be a mum, huh?"

"Well yeah." I shrug my shoulders and lick my lips. "After I miscarried I didn't want to have kids for awhile and then I thought about it more and well here we are, I can't change the fact that I'm pregnant."

"Well technically-"

"Draco you know I'm against abortions."

Draco nods and kisses my temple. "I know babe, but I'm just saying you technically could," he shrugs and grabs a bag of coffee grounds from the top shelf.

"Are you against it?" I ask Draco as we walk into the meat section. "Abortion I mean."

"It's not my right to tell a woman what she can and cannot do to her body. Personally, if I was a woman I wouldn't ever get an abortion. But I will not tell anyone what they should do when it comes to that. It's their decision." He grabs turkey and ham from the bagged meat section.

I stay quiet and continue to walk with him. We're half way through shopping when a familiar scent fills up my nose. I stop in my tracks and look around. I know that scent.

It's been forever but it's a cologne that I know, I've known it forever.

"Dad?" I whisper and continue to look around. Draco tenses next to me and squeezes my hand.

"Babe common we have to shop."

I stutter on my words, not knowing exactly what I'm saying. I pull away from Draco and start to walk around until I find someone who looks just like my dad, but from the back.

I don't have the best relationship with my parents but it's been forever and me and Xander were just talking about them, I want them to know about Draco and I and our baby.

I tap on the man in the dark brown jacket and jeans. He turns around and I smile. It is my dad.

Out of my mom and dad I've always been closest with my dad.

"Mione? Baby girl is that you?" I smile and wrap my arms around my dad.

"Yes it's me." My dad pulls his arms around my small figure and gives me one of his best hugs, making me flinch. He doesn't know about my ribs.

I pull away from the hug and lightly bump into someone behind me. I know it's Draco from his hard chest and cologne, it's even better then my dads in my opinion. Or it's just the smell I fell in love with.

Draco holds his hand out from the side of me.

"Draco Malfoy, pleased to see you again Mr. Granger."

My dad shakes Draco's had. They met at the funeral for my "grandma" a while ago.

"So you and my daughter stuck with each other." My dad smiles and nods, Draco has been my longest boyfriend, now fiancé and soon to be father of my baby.

"Yes sir. She's a special one, you don't find very many like your daughter here." Draco kisses the top of my head, making me blush red.

"Yes she is very special. Kind hearted, sweet, beautiful, the list could go on." My dad ruffles my hair, making me laugh. He would always do the when I was younger.

I turn around and gesture Draco to lean down so I can whisper something in his ear.

"Should I tell him about the baby and engagement?" I ask Draco.

"If you want to" He whispers back. I stand off to the side and look at my father.

"Dad I have to tell you something. I did plan on telling you and mum at the same time but I'm not sure when you two will be around this side of town again." I say and look up to Draco, taking a deep breath.

"You could call us and we'd come."

"I'm living with Draco now so..."

"Is that all?"

"No, no." I shake my head and Draco brings our hands together again. We always have some form of communication, we're always touching each other in some way. Not always in dirty ways, not lately.

"Um..." I grind my teeth together, a bad habit I formed when I was 13 and got rid of when I was around 16. It comes back every now and then when I'm nervous.

"Draco and I are engaged and I'm pregnant."