Path | Dramione

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-Hermione Granger-

"Your father took that surprisingly well," Draco says as we carry the groceries into the house. He's only letting me carry the light bags because he's over protective.

"He's never been one to really get mad. He's very accepting," I shrug and set the sack of diapers next to the stairs.

"You realize we didn't need to but baby stuff yet," Draco laughs and wraps his arms around my waist. I huff and turn in his arms.

"Shut up stupid," I peck Draco's nose and hug him tight. "I'm just excited, okayyy?"

"Mhm, okay," Draco lays his head on top of mine and we stand in the entry way, hugging for quite awhile.

"This year has been insane." I smile and look up at Draco. He smiles back and nods.

"But has been by far my favorite year. I met you, and we got engaged, and now we have a little demon growing inside of your belly." Draco kisses the top of my head and rubs my growing stomach.

"Our baby isn't a demon Draco," I sigh and shake my head. Out of all the words he could use, why demon?

"Just wait until he's a toddler. All Malfoys are demons. Some just grow up to be better demons." He chuckles and picks up our sacks and brings them into our kitchen.

"All toddlers are crazy. Malfoys aren't special."

"Watch it babe. You're talking bad about our family now."

"Yeah yeah, whatever." I shake my head and sit on the stool at the island. I lean forward on my hands and watch as Draco puts the groceries away.

"I cant wait for this little baby to be born," I grin widely and start to sway in my seat, dreaming of what it will be like to have a little blonde toddler running around this huge house in a few years.

"And I cant wait to have multiple little malfoys running around. Draco were gonna have the cutest kids!" I bounce in my seat and he grins back at me.

"You're the cutest fucking thing in the world babe. You know that right?"

I giggle and stick out my tongue. 

"Tank woo," I stand up out of my seated position and kiss Draco on the cheek before picked the Oreos up our of one of the Walmart bags and sitting back down.

"I love Oreos so much." I ramble on and shove a Oreo in my mouth. "So does baby." I say, my mouth full.

Draco continues to unpack and I continue to eat my Oreos. Draco got me a cup of milk because I was thirsty but didn't want to get up and get the milk myself. And after we unpacked the groceries and recycled the bags we went into the living room and watched The Good Doctor.

It's suchhh a good show and I'd recommend it to everyone, no matter who you are. It's so so so good. It's insane.

-four month time gap-it's may-sorry!!

"Dracoooo," I whine, walking down the stairs.

"Yes beautiful?" Draco turns around from the door and faces me. He just got back from a hair cut and his hair is a little shorter then I would've liked it but it's still longish.

"I missed you," I grin and run to Draco, wrapping my arms around him.

"I've been gone for an hour baby," Draco kisses the top of my head and hugs me back.

"Yeah but I missed you." I huff and bury my face into his white button up shirt.

"I missed you too," Draco kisses my forehead and pulls away from the hug. "Alright we have to get to the meeting, we can't be late this time."

I roll my eyes and mutter to myself, "The mafia can suck my dick."

"Tell them that and they'll kill you both."

I smirk and skip out to the car, dragging Draco with me. I'm wearing black leggings, one of Draco's white button ups and a grey cardigan. I have to dress 'nice' for these meetings because it's with the mafia boss. But honestly he can go die in a hole because I'm pregnant and I want to wear comfy clothes.

Draco and I drive to the meeting place, a "new" restaurant on the out skirts of London. The whole time I was jamming out to music, Draco joined in every now and then but he's not huge on music. I need to fix that. Our kid is going to be a musical genius, and he's going to love books. I'll make him love books.

I mean we have a giant library in our house on the top floor, he can have studies and there and if we have a giant library, he needs to read books.

Draco pulls the car into the back alley of the restaurant and we get out. We walk through the back door and down a set of stairs into the basement.

"Behave this time," Draco tells me, grabbing my hand tightly in his.

"Tell them that."