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2 Years Later- 2010
Hermione sat on the floor in the bathroom that adjoined their bedroom in the Manor, staring at the Muggle test in her hand. Her heart was racing as she looked at the paper, confirming what she already knew and what the test said.
This was the third test she had taken, the third result that said the same exact thing.
Draco was pacing anxiously in front of her, staring at the timer on his phone. He was muttering the countdown, tapping the screen as it reached zero. His stomach was twisting and turning as he looked down at Hermione, her fingers buried into her curls where she had heaped them atop her head in a bun.
“It’s positive,” she said shakily, holding the test up towards her husband.
He plucked it from fingers, a range of emotions crossing his face as Draco turned it over in his hands.
A moment passed as if he were considering his thoughts before his face lit with excitement, “It’s positive!”
“I know, I just —“
He dropped to his knees between her legs, his hands coming to her face to draw her in for a kiss, “We’re going to have a baby.” Draco’s fingers stroked her cheeks as he looked at her reverently, “I’m going to be a dad.”
Hermione reached up to touch his face, her stomach turning anxiously at the thought of having a child. She had been so vehemently against them with her ex-husband. But now she realized it hadn’t been the thought of having children that scared her, it had been having them with someone who hadn’t stolen her heart. Someone who would expect her to put her entire life and career on hold.
Draco had swept in and claimed her entirely, but not in the way Ron had tried. Draco hadn’t tried to be the missing piece, he had helped her find what she was missing and made sure she was whole on her own. He had lifted her up, encouraged her every step of the way. Draco had been there as she rose to become Deputy Head in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, working alongside her and Harry on the field.
It had taken her some time, but she had come around to forgive Harry and Ginny for their meddling because in the end, they had been right. Her marriage to Ron had ended the day he lost his trust in her.
Hermione had been too blind to see it, desperate to hold on to something that never should have been.
And because of their meddling, Hermione had been freed of the marriage to find the man who had always, always, been the one to rise to the challenge. To match her. To try to best her and in doing so, ended up pushing her to do her best and succeed.
In the end, Astoria had her relationship with Pansy, her reputation protected with Draco’s name and social standing. Ron had been sour for months but had come to terms with the finality of their divorce, even managing to be civil at holiday events.
Draco was feathering kisses along the bridge of her nose as he dragged her into his lap, “I know you’re nervous, Hermione. It’s okay, you’re going to be a great mum. I can’t imagine anyone better than you. Our baby is going to be so gifted because of you. And—“ his voice was ringing with excitement as he looked at her, “—and I’m going to stay home with the little one so you can keep working at the Ministry, okay?”
Hermione felt her lips twitch on their own at the way he looked, his face lit with an undeniable elation. His enthusiasm, his words, eased her worries. She knew Draco would do anything for her.
All her fears of having to leave her career would be for naught as he pressed a kiss to her lips, his arms wrapping around her waist to pull her to his chest.
Three Years Later– 2013
Hermione watched her husband as he strode away to the bathroom, enjoying the view of his naked body as he disappeared into the bathroom.
She rolled onto her stomach on the bed, leaning to the side to peer after him. She propped her chin on her palm as she let her eyes trace his lean body, taking in the toned curve of his buttocks as the muscles flexed with each step.
Draco could feel her eyes on him, glancing over his shoulder with a smirk to look at his wife as she chewed her bottom lip. He turned the shower on as he called to her, “Cassie will be asleep for a while yet. Why don’t you come join me?”
She couldn’t get out of the bed soon enough, nearly falling over the tangle of silk sheets in her hurry. Draco dragged her into the shower, the water washing over them as their lips met, still hungry for each other just as they always had been.
He tore his lips from hers as he turned her around, his hand on her lower back as he pushed her forward until she bent at the waist. Hermione braced her hands on the wall in front of her, biting her bottom lip as she felt his hard length nudging against her lips. He stroked his fingers along her back as he lightly teased her, the water rushing between their bodies. Her fingers slipped along the tile as he gripped her hips, a quiet moan torn from her throat as he buried himself deep into her with one swift thrust.
Draco leaned forward to brace one hand on the wall above her, gripping her hip with the other as he fucked her hard. Hermioned loved when he took her like this, driving them towards their climax with deep and punishing thrusts that made her legs weak. His fingers slid along her back to grab her wet hair, almost painfully jerking back on it as he pounded his cock into her pussy.
Each thrust pulled moans from her until she felt him push her to her orgasm, her vision momentarily leaving her as he slammed into her to fill her with his come. She felt his arm wrap around her waist quickly as her hands slipped against the wall, catching her as he lowered them to the tiled floor of the shower.
He gently pulled her into his lap, tipping her face to his as he brushed the wet tendrils from her face. Draco’s lips tipped into a gentle smile as he feathered kisses along her forehead, “I love you, Hermione.”
Hermione sank against his chest, the hot water still rushing over their bodies and ease the ache between her legs. She reached up to trail her fingers along his jaw, “I love you too, Draco.”
Six Months Later
Hermione looked at her phone as it chimed in her hand, balancing her open book against her stomach as she tapped the screen;
Should we get the blue teddy or pink one?
There’s a bunny too.
The picture that came through from Draco was of Harry holding two different stuffed animals, his green eyes rolled with both annoyance and amusement. Another picture immediately followed of Cassie, James and Lily holding their respective stuffed animal bunnies that made her smile.
We don’t know if we are having a boy or girl, Draco.
And?
We want stuffed animals.
Hermione chuckled at his message before grimacing from a kick to her ribs. She rubbed a hand across the side of her stomach, closing her book as she rolled to her side.
Whatever you guys pick will be perfect.
Another picture chimed through, Draco holding the phone so he could get the five of them in a selfie. They were all smiling broadly while the children clung to their armful of stuffed animals.
We are just going to get them all.
Be home soon.
Love you.
Her heart leapt at his words, just as they did every time.
Love you too.
Hermione could hardly believe that she had married the Draco Malfoy, the boy who had bullied her and teased her. The one who still bore the mark on his arm of his dark past. The man who had waited for her for ten years, all because she had saved him when no one else would.
All because of her, Draco Malfoy had become the man he had been destined to be and she couldn't imagine a life without him.