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Chapter Fifteen
A/N: I just want to apologise now for the spelling mistakes and bad grammar this might contain...and i hope you don't hate me too much for it lol
ENJOY!!!!
xxx
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Chapter Fifteen:
'Listen to your heart,
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart,
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where your going,
and I don't know why.
But listen to your heart,
before you tell him goodbye'
He sat there for what seemed like hours.
Staring.
Nothing going through his mind.
Just staring.
Granger had been sleeping for the past four hours.
She deserved it after what she had just been through.
He was going to leave her and get some sleep himself.
But his legs would not allow him to move from his chair.
And so here he sat.
Staring.
She was inside a tiny incubator, sleeping like her mother was.
Her tiny hands crunched into little fists, covered by the fabric of her
babygrow.
Her legs wriggled slightly in her sleep.
After Madame Pomfrey had taken the baby away to get her cleaned up, Draco
had stayed by Granger's side to keep her company.
She didn't last long before her eyelids fluttered closed.
And she had been that way ever since.
Pomfrey brought the baby back fifteen minutes later.
And she was the most precious thing he had ever seen.
Dressed in a white baby grow; hardly fitting her properly because she was so
small.
Her hair was no longer matted.
It was now slightly fluffed up from being washed and dried softly with a
towel.
And she had that new baby smell.
The medi-witch had placed her in the little incubator, and then wheeled it
over to Draco's side so that he could look at her whilst he sat there.
And he had been looking at her ever since.
Nothing seemed to matter anymore.
Only this.
Such a tiny person, and yet he found so many huge emotions being directed
towards her.
He couldn't describe it.
Draco stood up slowly and peered over the incubator, getting a better look
at his daughter.
She definitely had Granger's hair.
She didn't have a lot of it, and the hair that she did have was a dark brown
colour, with the tiniest hint of curl...but she had it, none the less.
She had a cute little button nose, no bigger than his little finger nail.
'Adorable...' ...Not a word that usually entered his vocabulary...but
it did, and he thought of so many other words to describe her that could fit
how perfect she looked to him.
'But she's not real...' ...but at the moment, that didn't matter to
him.
She was here now.
That was real.
He saw her move her tiny hands up to rub her eyes in her sleep.
The babygrow covered both her hands and feet, protecting her from harming
herself with her fingernails if she decided to touch her face.
Draco couldn't help but feel all kinds of rushing emotions come to him when
he saw her eyes flutter open momentarily.
Only fleeting...and it was the first time he had seen those beautiful baby
blues... it was a moment that he would never forget for as long as he lived.
He was supposed to feel uncomfortable about these feelings that were
cascading down on him...
But instead, he embraced them.
He welcomed them with open arms.
Draco heard someone stirring from their sleep.
He looked behind him at the other bed, to see Pansy sitting there, rubbing
her eyes sleepily.
She took a minute to register her surroundings.
She looked at him momentarily...and then looked at the incubator on her
right hand side.
"Oh no" She moaned. "It's here...I'd forgotten about that"
Draco smirked at her.
He knew she would never be the motherly type.
She was far too up her own arse for that.
"Where's Longbottom?" She asked him, looking around the Hospital wing at all
the other beds.
Draco shrugged.
He hadn't seen him in a while.
Draco peered around at the other girls, lying in their beds.
Some of them were sleeping...and some of them were feeding.
Draco looked back down at his child, still seeing her sleeping peacefully.
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours" Pansy told him, trying to get a
glimpse of his baby from the bed she was occupying.
Draco turned and smirked at her.
"What did you have?"
"A boy, I think"
'She thinks?!...what kind of Mother is she?'
"What did you have?"
Draco smiled fondly, beside himself.
"A little girl"
He didn't want to pick her up.
His hands were itching from the need to hold her, but he didn't want to
disturb her beautiful sleeping state.
Instead, he rolled the incubator to Pansy's bed and let her have a look at
his little gem.
She stared for a minute, looking from Draco to the baby.
Then she looked away, sticking her nose up into the air indignantly.
"She's alright, I suppose"
He knew that was Pansy's way of telling him she was beautiful.
She never did like showing her approval when she found something nice.
Draco looked over into the baby lying in her incubator.
'Jesus!' He thought, looking at the child strangely. 'Someone has
a concord for a nose!'
Or maybe he just didn't think that any child could look as beautiful as his
own.
"He's er...he's nice" Draco lied.
The poor baby had definitely got the pick of bad genes.
"Malfoy?" Came a sleepy voice from behind him.
He looked over quickly, to see Granger stirring from her sleep.
He nodded his goodbye to Pansy, and then wheeled the baby back to the
Hospital bed.
Hermione felt like shit.
She felt worse than shit.
She felt like she had been ran over by a triple-decker bus.
When she opened her eyes, she saw no one.
She didn't think this was unusual, until everything sank into her
sleep-frazzled brain...
She shouldn't be alone.
She should have a baby next to her.
She could hear voices from the next bed, and suddenly a tidal wave of relief
washed over her.
Malfoy was still there.
She called to him, wanting to at least see one remotely familiar face.
And to her surprise, he was at her side almost instantly.
Draco sat down next to her, wheeling the incubator closer to the bed.
"How are you feeling?" He asked her with a grin on his lips.
She just looked at him tiredly, knowing he was going to ask that question.
"I'm brilliant"
"She's still sleeping" Malfoy told her, looking back over at the baby.
Hermione nodded.
"How long ago did you get here?"
Malfoy didn't quite know what to say.
He decided that he didn't want to look at her at the moment.
He felt a rush of embarrassment fill him.
Draco Malfoy did not get embarrassed.
"Just now" He lied.
Why should he tell her that he had been by her side all this time?
That was not information that she really needed to know.
Hermione sat up in her bed, looking around at all the other new mums in
their beds.
She noticed Luna sitting in the far corner...reading.
Then she looked back at her own incubator.
"Has she cried at all?"
Draco shook his head.
"She's been asleep the whole time"
A high pitched wail suddenly erupted from the bed next to them.
Pansy looked absolutely mortified.
"I think your baby wants his feed, Pans" Draco told her, laughing at her.
She scowled at him, before reaching over and picking her baby up.
She held him close to her; cuddling him absentmindedly, looking thoroughly
irritated.
Obviously it would be Longbottom's job to do everything for their child.
Hermione looked into the incubator fondly.
Her little girl was the most perfect thing in the world.
she glanced up at Malfoy.
"Have you held her, yet?"
Draco shook his head.
"Why?" She asked him, reaching over and picking up the little girl, securing
her head with her left hand.
Hermione brought the tiny body close to her chest carefully, fulling
intending to not wake her up.
McGonagall's classes had allowed her students to get to grips with holding
babies correctly, feeding them and changing them...the only person that had
hardly paid attention had been Malfoy...but in his defense -
'Dammit...so I'm defending him now?'
- McGonagall had taught them before he had actually decided to accept the
situation.
So Hermione thought his skills may be lacking slightly....
Draco shrugged.
He longed to hold her...but he didn't know how.
Hermione suddenly held her out to him expectantly.
Draco looked at her, and then shook his head.
Hermione frowned.
"Don't you want to hold her?"
"Yes" He answered, still looking at her fondly.
Hermione was still holding the baby out to him.
She was looking at him curiously when he kept declining her offer to hold
his own baby.
But then she saw it in his face.
Embarrassment.
And it wasn't because of her.
It was because of himself.
He didn't know what to do.
Just as she had thought.
"Here" She said, moving closer to his seat. "Put your arms in a cradle
position"
Malfoy did it; feeling uncomfortable about being told how to hold his own
child.
Hermione carefully positioned the babies small body into Malfoy's cradled
arms, and then placed her tiny head into the palm of his hand.
Her hands connected with his briefly, sending an involuntary shiver running
down her spine.
Draco felt her hands on his; it was different.
When she pulled away, Draco noticed that he was now holding the baby on his
own.
He instinctively pulled her closer to him, looking at her beautiful face.
Who knew that Granger could give birth to such a breath-taking beauty?
'She has hidden qualities....' He told himself, still staring at the
baby in his arms.
Hermione looked at him silently.
She never quite realised how well Malfoy would suit fatherhood.
It brought out the colour in his cheeks...
He looked alive.
"You know" He said quietly, taking a tiny hand in his own and playing with
the fingers that were hidden by the white cotton cloth. "I don't think we
can keep calling her 'baby'"
"Or Sprog" Hermione told him pointedly.
Draco looked at her.
"What's wrong with Sprog?"
Hermione snorted.
"Sprog Granger..."
She had a point.
"Ok...Druscilla" Draco said, looking back at the baby.
Nah...such a wicked name did not deserve to be put upon her.
"Louisa?"
"Too common" Draco answered. "Cordelia?"
"Hell no" She retorted, peering into his arms to get another look at her
daughter.
She was beautiful.
But what did she expect?
Hermione was well aware that Malfoy had good genes in the looks department.
She wasn't afraid to admit that his pointy features were oddly attractive.
But then...her baby wasn't so pointy...she was oval and cuddly looking.
"Georgina?" He asked.
"Georgina Granger?" Hermione asked him, giving him a look.
"GeeGee" He laughed.
Hermione shook her head.
Draco felt the tiny little body wriggling in his arms.
He wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do.
His heart melted when she opened her eyes for the first real time.
Her eyes were two huge pools of Ocean blue, and as he looked into them, he
could see her staring back at him...figuring out who he was.
Hermione gasped at the scene before her.
She felt the connection as soon as their baby had opened her eyes.
She saw the bond forming...
She smiled to herself.
Malfoy was going to prove her wrong in all the right ways.
"Airyn" Draco said quietly, smiling down at the tiny infant in his arms.
It had just come to him as he looked into those eyes...
It was the only name he could think of that was as beautiful as she was.
Hermione smiled.
He couldn't have picked any better.
Hermione saw their baby reaching out her tiny little arms...searching for
something.
Draco was brought back to that day he had seen the baby on the ultrasounds
scan...reaching out for something that she couldn't see...
And now she had found what she had been looking for.
"Airyn Granger-Malfoy" Hermione said, looking at him with a slight
smile on her face.
Draco looked at her.
"I thought it was just Granger?"
Hermione shook her head.
"She's half yours...besides, I think that's how the rest of the class are
doing it"
Draco nodded at her, smiling back.
He looked down again at his little baby girl.
And looked anxiously when he saw the look on her face.
Screwed up....going bright red....
And then the crying started.
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A/N:
THANKYOU for the brilliant response to my last chapter!!!!!
I am currently writing chapter 18, and things are going just swimmingly hehehehe!!!!!
I would like to thank everyone who reviewed for all their support, because without them I probably would have given up on this by now lmao!!!!!
And someone asked whether is would get NC-17 at all???
Well...thats what the fic is rated...so yuhuh!!!!
Soon there will be smut galore (and i know you can't wait for that lol!)
ANGELPIPHI:
Omg i just about died when i read your review...i cant believe that you would even think that my fic is in the same league as 'future parents program'!! THANKYOU from the bottom of my heart!!!!
And LEXY MALFOY:
As always, THANKYOU!!!!!
Keep reading and reviewing, guys!!!!
Means alot to me!!!!
xxxx
ENJOY!!!!
xxx
__________________________
Chapter Fifteen:
'Listen to your heart,
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart,
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where your going,
and I don't know why.
But listen to your heart,
before you tell him goodbye'
He sat there for what seemed like hours.
Staring.
Nothing going through his mind.
Just staring.
Granger had been sleeping for the past four hours.
She deserved it after what she had just been through.
He was going to leave her and get some sleep himself.
But his legs would not allow him to move from his chair.
And so here he sat.
Staring.
She was inside a tiny incubator, sleeping like her mother was.
Her tiny hands crunched into little fists, covered by the fabric of her
babygrow.
Her legs wriggled slightly in her sleep.
After Madame Pomfrey had taken the baby away to get her cleaned up, Draco
had stayed by Granger's side to keep her company.
She didn't last long before her eyelids fluttered closed.
And she had been that way ever since.
Pomfrey brought the baby back fifteen minutes later.
And she was the most precious thing he had ever seen.
Dressed in a white baby grow; hardly fitting her properly because she was so
small.
Her hair was no longer matted.
It was now slightly fluffed up from being washed and dried softly with a
towel.
And she had that new baby smell.
The medi-witch had placed her in the little incubator, and then wheeled it
over to Draco's side so that he could look at her whilst he sat there.
And he had been looking at her ever since.
Nothing seemed to matter anymore.
Only this.
Such a tiny person, and yet he found so many huge emotions being directed
towards her.
He couldn't describe it.
Draco stood up slowly and peered over the incubator, getting a better look
at his daughter.
She definitely had Granger's hair.
She didn't have a lot of it, and the hair that she did have was a dark brown
colour, with the tiniest hint of curl...but she had it, none the less.
She had a cute little button nose, no bigger than his little finger nail.
'Adorable...' ...Not a word that usually entered his vocabulary...but
it did, and he thought of so many other words to describe her that could fit
how perfect she looked to him.
'But she's not real...' ...but at the moment, that didn't matter to
him.
She was here now.
That was real.
He saw her move her tiny hands up to rub her eyes in her sleep.
The babygrow covered both her hands and feet, protecting her from harming
herself with her fingernails if she decided to touch her face.
Draco couldn't help but feel all kinds of rushing emotions come to him when
he saw her eyes flutter open momentarily.
Only fleeting...and it was the first time he had seen those beautiful baby
blues... it was a moment that he would never forget for as long as he lived.
He was supposed to feel uncomfortable about these feelings that were
cascading down on him...
But instead, he embraced them.
He welcomed them with open arms.
Draco heard someone stirring from their sleep.
He looked behind him at the other bed, to see Pansy sitting there, rubbing
her eyes sleepily.
She took a minute to register her surroundings.
She looked at him momentarily...and then looked at the incubator on her
right hand side.
"Oh no" She moaned. "It's here...I'd forgotten about that"
Draco smirked at her.
He knew she would never be the motherly type.
She was far too up her own arse for that.
"Where's Longbottom?" She asked him, looking around the Hospital wing at all
the other beds.
Draco shrugged.
He hadn't seen him in a while.
Draco peered around at the other girls, lying in their beds.
Some of them were sleeping...and some of them were feeding.
Draco looked back down at his child, still seeing her sleeping peacefully.
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours" Pansy told him, trying to get a
glimpse of his baby from the bed she was occupying.
Draco turned and smirked at her.
"What did you have?"
"A boy, I think"
'She thinks?!...what kind of Mother is she?'
"What did you have?"
Draco smiled fondly, beside himself.
"A little girl"
He didn't want to pick her up.
His hands were itching from the need to hold her, but he didn't want to
disturb her beautiful sleeping state.
Instead, he rolled the incubator to Pansy's bed and let her have a look at
his little gem.
She stared for a minute, looking from Draco to the baby.
Then she looked away, sticking her nose up into the air indignantly.
"She's alright, I suppose"
He knew that was Pansy's way of telling him she was beautiful.
She never did like showing her approval when she found something nice.
Draco looked over into the baby lying in her incubator.
'Jesus!' He thought, looking at the child strangely. 'Someone has
a concord for a nose!'
Or maybe he just didn't think that any child could look as beautiful as his
own.
"He's er...he's nice" Draco lied.
The poor baby had definitely got the pick of bad genes.
"Malfoy?" Came a sleepy voice from behind him.
He looked over quickly, to see Granger stirring from her sleep.
He nodded his goodbye to Pansy, and then wheeled the baby back to the
Hospital bed.
Hermione felt like shit.
She felt worse than shit.
She felt like she had been ran over by a triple-decker bus.
When she opened her eyes, she saw no one.
She didn't think this was unusual, until everything sank into her
sleep-frazzled brain...
She shouldn't be alone.
She should have a baby next to her.
She could hear voices from the next bed, and suddenly a tidal wave of relief
washed over her.
Malfoy was still there.
She called to him, wanting to at least see one remotely familiar face.
And to her surprise, he was at her side almost instantly.
Draco sat down next to her, wheeling the incubator closer to the bed.
"How are you feeling?" He asked her with a grin on his lips.
She just looked at him tiredly, knowing he was going to ask that question.
"I'm brilliant"
"She's still sleeping" Malfoy told her, looking back over at the baby.
Hermione nodded.
"How long ago did you get here?"
Malfoy didn't quite know what to say.
He decided that he didn't want to look at her at the moment.
He felt a rush of embarrassment fill him.
Draco Malfoy did not get embarrassed.
"Just now" He lied.
Why should he tell her that he had been by her side all this time?
That was not information that she really needed to know.
Hermione sat up in her bed, looking around at all the other new mums in
their beds.
She noticed Luna sitting in the far corner...reading.
Then she looked back at her own incubator.
"Has she cried at all?"
Draco shook his head.
"She's been asleep the whole time"
A high pitched wail suddenly erupted from the bed next to them.
Pansy looked absolutely mortified.
"I think your baby wants his feed, Pans" Draco told her, laughing at her.
She scowled at him, before reaching over and picking her baby up.
She held him close to her; cuddling him absentmindedly, looking thoroughly
irritated.
Obviously it would be Longbottom's job to do everything for their child.
Hermione looked into the incubator fondly.
Her little girl was the most perfect thing in the world.
she glanced up at Malfoy.
"Have you held her, yet?"
Draco shook his head.
"Why?" She asked him, reaching over and picking up the little girl, securing
her head with her left hand.
Hermione brought the tiny body close to her chest carefully, fulling
intending to not wake her up.
McGonagall's classes had allowed her students to get to grips with holding
babies correctly, feeding them and changing them...the only person that had
hardly paid attention had been Malfoy...but in his defense -
'Dammit...so I'm defending him now?'
- McGonagall had taught them before he had actually decided to accept the
situation.
So Hermione thought his skills may be lacking slightly....
Draco shrugged.
He longed to hold her...but he didn't know how.
Hermione suddenly held her out to him expectantly.
Draco looked at her, and then shook his head.
Hermione frowned.
"Don't you want to hold her?"
"Yes" He answered, still looking at her fondly.
Hermione was still holding the baby out to him.
She was looking at him curiously when he kept declining her offer to hold
his own baby.
But then she saw it in his face.
Embarrassment.
And it wasn't because of her.
It was because of himself.
He didn't know what to do.
Just as she had thought.
"Here" She said, moving closer to his seat. "Put your arms in a cradle
position"
Malfoy did it; feeling uncomfortable about being told how to hold his own
child.
Hermione carefully positioned the babies small body into Malfoy's cradled
arms, and then placed her tiny head into the palm of his hand.
Her hands connected with his briefly, sending an involuntary shiver running
down her spine.
Draco felt her hands on his; it was different.
When she pulled away, Draco noticed that he was now holding the baby on his
own.
He instinctively pulled her closer to him, looking at her beautiful face.
Who knew that Granger could give birth to such a breath-taking beauty?
'She has hidden qualities....' He told himself, still staring at the
baby in his arms.
Hermione looked at him silently.
She never quite realised how well Malfoy would suit fatherhood.
It brought out the colour in his cheeks...
He looked alive.
"You know" He said quietly, taking a tiny hand in his own and playing with
the fingers that were hidden by the white cotton cloth. "I don't think we
can keep calling her 'baby'"
"Or Sprog" Hermione told him pointedly.
Draco looked at her.
"What's wrong with Sprog?"
Hermione snorted.
"Sprog Granger..."
She had a point.
"Ok...Druscilla" Draco said, looking back at the baby.
Nah...such a wicked name did not deserve to be put upon her.
"Louisa?"
"Too common" Draco answered. "Cordelia?"
"Hell no" She retorted, peering into his arms to get another look at her
daughter.
She was beautiful.
But what did she expect?
Hermione was well aware that Malfoy had good genes in the looks department.
She wasn't afraid to admit that his pointy features were oddly attractive.
But then...her baby wasn't so pointy...she was oval and cuddly looking.
"Georgina?" He asked.
"Georgina Granger?" Hermione asked him, giving him a look.
"GeeGee" He laughed.
Hermione shook her head.
Draco felt the tiny little body wriggling in his arms.
He wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do.
His heart melted when she opened her eyes for the first real time.
Her eyes were two huge pools of Ocean blue, and as he looked into them, he
could see her staring back at him...figuring out who he was.
Hermione gasped at the scene before her.
She felt the connection as soon as their baby had opened her eyes.
She saw the bond forming...
She smiled to herself.
Malfoy was going to prove her wrong in all the right ways.
"Airyn" Draco said quietly, smiling down at the tiny infant in his arms.
It had just come to him as he looked into those eyes...
It was the only name he could think of that was as beautiful as she was.
Hermione smiled.
He couldn't have picked any better.
Hermione saw their baby reaching out her tiny little arms...searching for
something.
Draco was brought back to that day he had seen the baby on the ultrasounds
scan...reaching out for something that she couldn't see...
And now she had found what she had been looking for.
"Airyn Granger-Malfoy" Hermione said, looking at him with a slight
smile on her face.
Draco looked at her.
"I thought it was just Granger?"
Hermione shook her head.
"She's half yours...besides, I think that's how the rest of the class are
doing it"
Draco nodded at her, smiling back.
He looked down again at his little baby girl.
And looked anxiously when he saw the look on her face.
Screwed up....going bright red....
And then the crying started.
__________________________
A/N:
THANKYOU for the brilliant response to my last chapter!!!!!
I am currently writing chapter 18, and things are going just swimmingly hehehehe!!!!!
I would like to thank everyone who reviewed for all their support, because without them I probably would have given up on this by now lmao!!!!!
And someone asked whether is would get NC-17 at all???
Well...thats what the fic is rated...so yuhuh!!!!
Soon there will be smut galore (and i know you can't wait for that lol!)
ANGELPIPHI:
Omg i just about died when i read your review...i cant believe that you would even think that my fic is in the same league as 'future parents program'!! THANKYOU from the bottom of my heart!!!!
And LEXY MALFOY:
As always, THANKYOU!!!!!
Keep reading and reviewing, guys!!!!
Means alot to me!!!!
xxxx