it will never happen...it can\'t

PLEASE READ; IT\'S IMPORTANT


WARNING :) This is an un-beta read chapter, and if you do not like it that way, please wait untill I replace it with the one that will be beta-read .soon.

Thank you all for your kind reviews, and special thanks to Kirsten...And,oh, Narcissa Black :) it\'s so nice to have you back.

The IMPORTANT thing might be the following: The story will end soon, because I think that it\'s about time to move on. I have been thinking about another plot, for a new story, but then I ,kind of, open up an issue. That would be my writting, spelling and grammar abilyties, which are quite poor. Sometimes I feel like there are people who are really mad with me because I butcher their language, and I know that it bothers me when someone does that to my first language.

Yes, I know there is a solution to that, but the thing is, as you all can see, I am not really patient person, and I rush things a bit, so I publish chapters without being beta read.

So...if you would like to read some other story, written by me :) , let me know. Also, if there are some situations that you would like Draco and Hermione to share, send your wishes, and I will consider them.............it\'s all up to you :)

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It was an early spring sun that was playing over the smooth polished surface of the dining table at the Malfoy manor. Hermione Granger was sitting behind it, having her orange juice and reading the papers. Well, actualy, more looking at them than reading. She visited her doctor a few days ago. He confirmed her condition and said that she was pregnant for a month and a half. They were both fine. Her and the baby.

Her life was finally heading somewhere. Someplace good. It\'s been a week since Lucius died. Things were getting back to normal. If there was a normal, anyway. It seamed like it\'s been ages since they got together. But it was three months, or so...and they\'ve been through so much. Mostly bad. There was one thing that made everything better.

He was hers. She had Draco Malfoy. She was about to marry him. Have his child. Most importantly, she loved him. So much that she was afraid of it.

Her lazy morning was about to be interupted. By nothing more than a newspaper article. And two pictures to follow. One, of her and Narcissa, having lunch at the restaurant after an exhausting shopping ( was there any other kind with Narcissa involved ?). Hermione at the picture was just lifting the glass to her lips, and the motion was emphasizing perfectly the white diamond of her engagement ring. Yes, that was big news.

But even bigger than that was something that the other picture was sugesting. It showed Draco, probably after some bussines meeting, opening the carriage door for a woman that looked...exquisite...holding her hand to help her up, with a charming smile on his lips.

\'\' ...why are you up already?\'\' Came a sleepy voice from behind. It startled her and the glass fell from her hand, spilling the liqiud over the paper. She turned around and looked at him all messed up and beautifull. So beautifull it hurt her eyes. So perfect that she could never recover. From being played. From being replaced.

He read it of her face.

\'\'Hermione? What\'s wrong?\'\' he asked, stepping closer.

She moved a bit, and her motion exposed the paper, and the pictures, and the words. The words she didn\'t read, but she knew what they were saying. Or trying to say. She didn\'t believe. She didn\'t wan\'t to. She couldn\'t. She shouldn\'t. Because...that,...that was not an option.

He looked down to the papers soaked in orange juice and read
\'\' The speculations about the famous young lovers have now come to their end. Sources close to the couple ,have informed us, that Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, both very impotrant figures in the tormenting war we all left behind us, are about to get married.............\'\' He skipped the rest of the non sence text and read the last sentence..\'\' Does the young ms Granger know that her newfound and deserved happines is threatened by another woman? \'\' He looked at her.

\'\' Hermione, tell me you do not believe this shit.\'\' \'Please tell me\' he added in his mind.

She shook her head and the tears came down her cheek. He grabbed the papers and the lightly broken glass, all with one hand and threw them forcefully into the wall behind, spreading the spilled juice over the chairs, his sleeve and pants, ...over the floor. \'\' Fuck ...Fuck this! \'\' he yelled. She jumped. And backed away,saying

\'\' I do not believe ...it. I , ... I just........I want it to end. All of this to end. I want.....peace. In here. With you..But it won\'t end...Will it?\'\' He pulled her into a tight embrace. And she continued. \'\' It will never end...They will never leave us alone....I can\'t...anymore, Draco...I can\'t struggle...with myself. Anymore. \'\'

\'\' It will end today. I promise you that.\'\' He said and kissed her feorehead. Then looked at her. \'\' It will end today.\'\'

With that he turned around and went for the door, saying \'\' Thank you.\'\', before he opened them.

Now alone, she sat down and let her hands support her temples.
It was enough. She had enough. Of other people holding her down. Yes, she was weakened by the events of the last two years, but this was it. She will start to fight her battles. He deserved a woman. Not a mild and insecure little girl. She\'s about to become a mother. And she will be a strong one.

She will BE a shelter, instead of running to one every time a storm comes in.


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When Draco Malfoy entered the Daily Prophet headquarters it seamed like a cold breeze followed him in. He knew how to make an impression. All heads turned to see the shadow that rushed through them. When they recognized him, they sighed with relief. They all knew who was he looking for.

\'\'Where is he?\'\' He asked calmly.

An elderly man started \'\'Um, Mr Malfoy, Thomas is not here at the moment, but, please try to understand...you see, he is new at this, and, you know that our staff would never print such thing, but I was not present and, it went out without being controled, and we are already writing an apology to you and ms granger...\'\' Draco cut him off by saying \'\' I am not asking for an apology. I am asking WHERE.IS.HE. \'\' This time he was looking at everyone in the room. Well, actually, looking over their bent heads.

Thomas entered the room, obviously confused by the silence in the room that was usually crowded and so loud that it was, sometimes, inpossible to think inside of it. And then, yes, he recognized the reason. But before he was even able to open his mouth he was slamed into the wall behind him, and a strong hand was tightening around his throath. The voice he heard could never be connected to the charming young man on the picture he published this morning. Anger and venom.

\'\'If I ever, see as much as a shadow pass her eyes because of a scum like you I will make sure it is the last thing you\'ve done.\'\' A smile that could only be described as \'Lucius Malfoy\' followed his cold words. Satisfied by the horror in his eyes, Draco continued leasurely \'\'...as a reporter...of course.\'\' With that, he released the young man, and he fell down to the floor, reaching for his throbing throath.


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In the late afternoon of the same day Draco came back to the Manor. He entered the hall and started undoing his tie, walking slowly towards the living. He found her sleeping at the sofa, with a book opened over her chest. Typical. She was reading about the babys....He smiled.

She opened her eyes and asked quietly\'\' What is it that you find funny?\'\'

\'\'I wonder have you read any good book about having sex, Granger? Being bookworm and all? I noticed that you are quite...capable...for someone who has only been with one man. \'\' He teased.

\'\'Well...that one I\'ve been with, \'\' she blushed just a little, but enough to amuse him \'\' is worth much more.\'\'

\'\'Really? So, tell me, he\'s handsome? I figure he must be hot...and very good...if he can please you.\'\' He smiled his wicked smile.

\'\'He is fishing for compliments...all the time. I must tell you...it is not a turn on, really.\'\'She started to laugh as he began tickling and pinching her.

In that moment they were just kids, in the next one, they were young people who aged too soon.

He looked at her and said \'\' I\'ll be at home more. With you. I even considered finding someone to replace me. At the firm. I,...you helped me, gave me my life back. It\'s only fair that I do the same in return. You come first Hermione. You and the baby. \'\'

She hushed him and said \'\' No. I, ...I overreacted this morning. I\'m acting like a child. Actually, I was more mature as a child then I am lately. It\'s no way to live my life. Harry was right. It\'s time to let go. And live. I turned into a weak something that I used to despise. I,..we have so much to look forward to, and I will not ruin it. \'\' The smile on his face grew into a wide grin, and she knew she was on the right way. \'\'So I thought, I mean...you offered me to work with you...and I want to. Now, I want to. Get out of the house, and work. Do something. I want to live Draco. ...\'\' She smiled. \'\'And I might let you guide me....but not too much,though.\'\'

Leave it to Draco Malfoy to twist your words into something related to sex.\'\' So, let\'s say I wish to guide you to my bedroom, right now....would you obey my orders? As a good employee? Or should I punish you if you choose to disobey me? Ms Granger?\'\'

She narrowed her eyes at him and said \'\' Very optimistic of me to try and have an adult converstion with a boy and his raging hormones.\'\' She replied and sighed. \'\' Very well. But I didn\'t say I\'d be working for you. I said WITH you. Or, maybe you would like it more if I was the boss? How about that Malfoy? \'\'

He lifted her up and said, while walking towards the bedroom \'\' Don\'t put images to my head Granger...unless you are willing to bring them to life.....\'\' she interupted him with a slow kiss...sensual and demanding, tracing his ear shell with her thumb,slowly exploring his mouth with her tongue...and he moaned before breaking the kiss to say \'\' Fuck,...no matter if you are willing or not...you asked for it.\'\' With that he pressed her to the wall somewhere near his room and returned the kiss.

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