Unwanted Repercussions - formerly consequences

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Hermione sat in her common room sill giggling from the revelation in Potions, a lust potion indeed! It turned out the dried up old bat did have a sense of humour…of sorts. Wondering whether she should warn ran or not she gently ran her hands over her stomach, it was a subconscious habit she had picked up recently. One of the babies gave a gentle kick, almost as a reminder that they were there. She was going to have to tell Harry and Ron eventually, she dreaded their reactions she involuntarily shuddered at the thought of it. Maybe she would wait until after the birth…

She was quickly torn out of her reverie when Draco Malfoy walked into the room, a smug smile playing on his lips.

He noticed her stroking her stomach and cleared his throat deciding she might prefer to be alone.

“So…Um…I guess I’ll be leaving…”

“No!” exclaimed Hermione, “I mean, uh, you can stay”

She smiled at him gently, patting the seat next to her.

Draco had to suppress and inward ‘whoop’ of joy at her words and silently walked over taking a seat next to her on the sofa.

That sat awkwardly in silence for what seemed like hours when Hermione broke the silence.

“So I thought of some names…You can tell me if you don’t like them…I won’t be offended.”

Draco’s heart leapt and he leant towards her, genuine curiosity on his face; his grey orbs glittered at her urging her to continue.

“Well I thought Kaida for the girl you know I mean…it means little dragon and I know Draco means dragon and then Jane could be her middle name because my middle name is Jane but I understand if you don’t like it…and then for the boy I thought Tybalt? Maybe? It’s from Romeo and Juliet a play by Shakespeare, he’s a muggle, well the character sort of reminded me of you and then I thought Benedict because…”

Hermione babbled incessantly trying to mask her nervousness very ineffectively by talking non-stop but Draco softly silenced her by pressing a pale finger against her full red lips.

He stared deep into her dark chocolate eyes and she into his intense steely grey and they sat like that, in an appreciative silence, simply staring. Then he spoke, slowly removing his finger from her sensuous lips letting his hand fall into his lap.

“You talk too much” He smiled gently at her almost sadly and continued “The names are perfect.”

Draco’s heart was fluttering he was immensely flattered that she had taken him into consideration when choosing the names for her…their babies.

He looked at her; she was so vulnerable sitting in front of him, staring at him questioningly with her gorgeous brown eyes. She was so innocent…suddenly a wave of guilt washed over Draco as he recalled how he had treated her, how he had the audacity to ask for her forgiveness…Draco once more felt tears welling up in his eyes and viciously blinked them back, No! She can’t see him cry! Malfoys don’t cry!

Draco jumped when he felt a small soft hand gently reach out to cup his cheek.

“It’s okay, you can cry in front of me.” She smiled gently “I won’t tell anyone”

She gently wiped away a lone tear that had made its way down his pale cheek with the pad of her thumb.

Draco looked at her incredulously and pulled her into him for a hug, letting his tears flow into her hair.

“I’m sorry…so sorry…” He murmured burying his face into her hair, he inhaled deeply she smelt pleasantly of apples and cinnamon.

Hermione took a deep breath, stroking his back in soothing circles.

“I know…”

She reluctantly pulled herself from his embrace. Her heart was beating in her chest and her stomach churned uncomfortably.

He stared at her for a moment before speaking.

“Oh yea” He said reaching into his robe pocket “I went to see Dumbledore and got you this.” He held a vial of translucent orange liquid in front of her.

“It’s a rejuvenating potion, you look tired, drink it you’ll feel better.”

She gratefully accepted the potion, quietly offering her thanks.

“Don’t mention it” he grinned at her pleased she had appreciated the gesture. It wasn’t everyday a Malfoy went out of their way to help someone.

“I better be off to Quidditch practice now. I’ll see you around…” and with that he walked out of the common room a bounce evident in his step and a slight smile on his face.

Meanwhile Pansy lurked in the shadows watching him walk away. Her Drakie pooh had been avoiding her for months! And she was determined to find out why…


A/N woot! two chappies in one day! I rule...Anyway its midnight and im tired...night night :D