Bad Romance - Time

‘We need to sort this out, Hermione.’ Draco said after they had been walking around the Weasley’s gardens for about fifteen minutes.

‘Don’t you dare tell me what we need to do!’

‘Hermione, we need to sort this out.’

‘I know!! Her lips firmed and she continued to stare straight ahead, not looking at him.

‘Hermione, please-’

‘No! Don’t! Merlin, Draco, I can’t even look at you right now!’

‘Why are you so angry?’ he shouted.

She turned to look at him, surprise written on her face. ‘What?’

‘Well, I’m the one who should angry. Were you even going to tell me about the baby?’

‘Yes!’

‘When? When she was eighteen and leaving Hogwarts?’

‘Maybe!’ She wouldn’t let him get the better of her, she wouldn’t!

‘Not good enough, Hermione! Do you know how shocked I am right now? I haven’t even taken it all in - and then to be told by Potter and Weasley!’

‘How you feel? How shocked you are? You haven’t got a clue!’ She took a step closer to him and pushed at his chest with her small hand. ‘Try waking up for the forth day in a row and realise that the reason you feel so sick insn’t because of some stomach bug and that maybe, just maybe your worse fears have come true and you happen to be pregnant! Then try imagining what it’s like having to figure out a way to tell the only person who you think won’t judge you and asking them to keep it, along with everything else, a secret from her boyfriend. Then try and imagine - imagine,’ she had to pause to catch her breathe. ‘Having to tell the two people who you are closest with in the whole world, the two people you had shared so much with, that you had kept something from them. That you had done something so foolish that you doubted they’d ever be able to trust you again. Then imagine how humble I felt when they took me into their arms and comforted me!

They love me, Draco and they are there for me. One hundred percent! So I am sorry if telling you wasn’t my first priority. You see, you hurt me, used me and then tossed me aside like a regular Slytherin slut! So I apologise if I had second thoughts about informing you that you were biologically going to be a father!’

‘I understand that you’re hurt and confused. I really do. I also understand that at this moment you hate my guts. But that doesn’t mean that I didn’t have a right to know.

‘I am only ten weeks, I had plenty of time to decide whether I was telling you are not. Its not like you can do a lot until it’s born.’

‘I can look after you,’ he whispered.

Hermione closed her eyes so she couldn’t see the look in his eyes. When she opened them again she looked at the floor.

‘I don’t need you to look after me.’

‘I know. You don’t need me at all. But the baby will. Every child needs their father.’ He moved closer and put a hand on her arm. ‘I don’t want to fight, Hermione.’

Tears welled up in her eyes and all of a sudden she felt exhausted. She didn’t want to fight either. Oh, she wanted to murder him and never have to see his arrogant smirking, handsome face again- but then deep down she knew she would miss him.

Which is what she had done since leaving school. She had missed him. His company and their discussions. She missed not being able to catch a glimpse of him in the corridors or the great hall.

And most of all she had missed being in his arms. Holding him and receiving his kisses.

And these where the wrong thoughts to be having when she was trying to stay mad with him.

‘Can’t we try and forget about everything that’s happened and start afresh. Plan for the future?’ he asked and stroked her arm.

Hermione shivered at his touch and frowned. ‘Are you asking me to forget that you... you used me? Lied to me?’

‘I never lied to you, Hermione.’

‘Maybe not but you did hurt me. I- I liked you, Draco and I thought you liked me too... but all along you were just using me-’

‘I wasn’t using you!’ His grip tightened on her arm.

‘Then what do you call when the minute you manage to get my knickers off you put a stop to things?’

‘We both knew it was only temporary. That it’d end...’

‘I didn’t think it’d be the day after you got me into bed! Do you have any idea how that made me feel?’

‘It doesn’t matter now, Hermione. It all changes. The baby changes everything!’

‘It doesn’t change the fact that I can hardly look at you.’ She pulled her arm from his hold.

She watched him run a frustrated hand through his blonde hair. ‘We’re going round in circles! Enough!’

Hermione’s mouth closed tight. His tone told her not to argue with him and for a moment the expression on his face reminded her of the Death Eater he once was.

‘We need to start making plans.’

‘Plans for what?’ she asked quietly.

‘For the baby.’ He explained. ‘We need to figure out what we need to buy. And the we need to arrange a wedding date-’

‘A wedding what?’

Draco looked at her, his sliver eyes a stormy grey. ‘A wedding date.’

Her stomach rolled. He could not be serious. ‘For who?’

He arched a eyebrow. ‘The minister of magic and Hagrid! Who the bloody hell do you think?’

‘No way!’ She took further step away from him.

‘It makes sense for us to get married. There has never been a Malfoy born out of wedlock before and there’s not going to be one now!’

Hermione gave a nervous laugh. ‘I’m sure. At least non that you are aware of!’

‘You are the only female I have ever made pregnant.’ He eyes burned into hers.

‘Lucky me!’ she spat at him.

Draco rushed at her and grabbed her by the arms. ‘Yes. Lucky you! You should be honoured to carry my child, Hermione!’

‘Why?’ she shouted, her face inches from his. ‘Because it’s going to have you as a father! Because it’ll be a Malfoy!’

‘Yes, Damn it! Yes!’ He shook her.

‘I’d rather my child be born a Longbottem then a Malfoy!’

Before she could see the look of hatred register in his eyes his mouth was crushing hers.

Hermione tensed and struggled against him. How dare he kiss her!

His grip tightened and he forced her head to arch back against the onslaught of his lips.

His mouth moved over hers with the expertise that she remembered and she urged her body not to react. Draco bit and sucked at her bottom lip, trying to force her mouth to open and Hermione clamped her lips together and tried to shake her head.

She felt Draco push her backwards and she found herself pressed up against the side of the shed wall. Draco moved his hands down her arms to capture her wrists and he brought her hands above her head, holding them there with one of his own.

His free hand came to her head and he positioned it to best receive his kiss. Hermione bit back the moan that tried escaping her when his free hand moved on further down her body, tracing her curves.

‘Open your damn mouth!’ he demanded against her cheeks.

‘No!’ she muttered and realised her mistake when Draco kissed her and managed to tangle her tongue with his. She felt rather then heard his chuckle.

His tongue danced in side her mouth and Hermione couldn’t control the shiver that ran through her body.

Draco growled, telling her he felt it too. His grip on her hip tightened and he pressed his body in to hers.

‘I need you!’ he moaned. ‘I want you!’

Hermione gasped, no being able to deny her body’s reactions to his kisses and touches any longer. She hated herself for her lack of control but as his mouth descended on her neck she arched it to give him better access.

‘Hermione-’ he groaned against her skin, causing her to shiver again.

His hand moved up and cupped her breast, he squeezed it and then his hand was under her top, pushing her bra aside and touching her bare skin. She gasped, loving the feel.

‘More,’ she urged.

Draco moved his hand and fumbled behind her. She fell back as the door to the shed opened and she was saved from falling by Draco, who had her pressed back against the wall inside the shed before she knew what was happening.

His hand found her zipper on her jeans and pulled it down. He helped her kick off her jeans and then he lifted her so that her legs were wrapped around his waist.

It was all so quick and hot and Hermione revelled in the passion. She couldn’t get enough of him, she thought, as she ran her hands under his t-shirt.

‘Draco!’ she moaned when his hand found her centre.

‘You’re so wet...’ he whispered against her breast, his over hand pulling her top over her head. ‘Tell me you want me! Tell me you want my cock inside your pussy!’ A bit of non-verbal magic had her bra fluttering to the floor.

She didn’t even have to think. ‘I want your cock inside my pussy!’ she gasped and her hands found their way to undoing his trousers.

Draco ripped her knickers away from her body, leaving behind angry red marks and then he pushed himself home!

‘Arggghhhhh...’ They both sighed together.

Draco stopped moving and rested his head against her. His breathes was coming in great pants. Hermione closed her eyes and sighed as he stretched her and filled her.

‘You feel wonderful...’ He groaned. ‘So tight... and made for me!’

He started moving and Hermione gasped. He quickened his pace and Hermione moaned and held on to his shoulders. ‘Harder!’

He looked at her and smirked before kissing her and following her instructions. It still wasn’t enough for Hermione and the passion running through her blood.

‘Harder!’ she repeated.

Draco broke away from their kiss. ‘I don’t want-want to hu-hurt you or the baby!’ he gasped out.

She shook her head. ‘You won’t! Fuck me, Draco!’

Her words did the trick, as she knew they would. Draco reached for her thigh and lifted her right leg higher against him before fixing his footing and pounding into her.

The tight pleasure Hermione could feel started building and building until she came, screaming his name.

Draco couldn’t hold back as soon as he felt her coming around him, squeezing and milking him. He came with a shout and buried his head in the curve of her neck.

The shed seemed foggy and steamy and it seemed like hours before either one of them moved. Eventually it was Hermione shivering with cold that made Draco release her legs and they both turned to rearrange their clothes and dress.

Hermione could feel Draco’s eyes on her as she pulled on her jeans and fastened her bra. She turned and found him staring at her body.

He noticed she had stilled and raised his eyes to look at face. He walked over to her, keeping eye contact and then his hand came out and rested on the slight swell of her belly.

‘In your clothes you don’t look pregnant,’ he whispered.

‘I’m not really showing yet.’ Her voice sounded horsed even to her own ears.

‘I can’t wait till you are. Then everyone will know!’

She shivered at the possessive tone he used.

‘Know what?’ she was almost to afraid to ask.

‘That you’re mine.’

‘But I’m not! You do not own me, Malfoy!’

‘I will when we’re married.’

‘You can get that idea out of your head!’ she cried and bent to pick her top up. she flapped it against her leg to get the dirt and cobwebs off it from being on the floor and then she pulled it over her head.

Draco fastened his trousers and straightened his clothes and then turned to look at her again. A serious expression on his face.

‘I won’t have a Malfoy born out of wedlock so we will be married. Don’t fight me on this, Hermione. I’m warning you.’

She stiffened her back. ‘Are you threatening me?’

‘I don’t want to, but if I have to yes.’

‘I don’t believe it!’

‘I’m a Malfoy and yes maybe the family name is in disgrace, but my family still hold a lot of power, we have money and a lot of old family connections. If need be I’d fight you for custody and I would win!’

Hermione just looked at him in shock. ‘You wouldn’t dare!’

‘I would. So would my father!’

‘But.... But I’d have the backing of the wizarding world. Harry and Ron-’

‘I would go through the Muggle courts, Hermione. You wouldn’t stand a chance. I’d have you portrayed as a mental case and my money would buy my way through the courts. My father may not respect the Muggle world but he’s not stupid, he uses it to his advantage and so would I.’

‘You evil bastard!’

Draco closed his eyes briefly before opening them and looking at her again. ‘So what is it to be, Hermione, be my wife and the loving mother to our child. Or a insane Muggle who only has supervised visitation rights?’

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A/N; Here we see the old Draco raising his head and taking control for a bit.... Hope you enjoyed this chapter and like the direction the story is going in? Not sure if it's what you expected or not... I still can't decide, girl/boy. It's a no to twins though, goodness I don't think they're ready for one never mind two!! Haha.

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