New Beginnings

Chapter 20 Minerva

“Mia, stop fidgeting. The seamstress has already stuck you three times. This is a fitting, not a blood donation.” Blythe scolded her friend.

“Are we going to be finished soon? I’m surprising Minerva; I’m hoping to take her to lunch in Hogsmeade, I don’t want to be late. I haven’t seen to her in quite sometime and my owls were vague at best. She doesn’t even know about Draco.”

“She doesn’t? Why, on earth, not?

“Well…She’s like a second mother to me and she’s very protective. I’m not sure how she’s going to react to me and Draco. You know he and I didn’t get along when we were young so it’s going to be quite a shock for her. Also, she doesn’t know the whole reason why I left the wizarding world and I’ve never volunteered the information. Fortunately for me, she’s never asked.”

“Ok, Ms. Granger, you’re done for now. I’ll enchant the fabric so it will grow with you so you will only need one more fitting, just as a final check.”

“Thank you very much, Raquel. I hope this isn’t too much of an imposition for you.”

“Of course not, Ms Granger, it’s an honor to be a part of yours and Mr. Malfoy’s day. I will bring your dress to the manor in 2 days. It will be concealed so Mr. Malfoy wouldn’t see it.” Hermione smiled.

“Thank you, again.” The seamstress left with dress in hand.

“Thank you for your help, Blythe. I don’t know what I would have done without you. Between teaching, planning the Ball and the wedding, I was going to lose my mind.” Her friend just smiled.

“My pleasure, Love. Now, you best get steppin’, you don’t want to be late.” Hermione nodded and hurried to get dressed. “Hey Mia, is Draco going with you?”

“He’s meeting me there. He’s going to give me time to tell Minerva and to invite her to the wedding; then we’re going to tell her about the baby together.” Hermione came out in black dress pants and a blue V-neck sweater with silver buttons. The silver buttons highlighted her Christmas necklace and her white gold earrings.

“Blythe, do I look ok?” She turned around.

“Beautiful as always, Mia.”

~*~

“Come in.” Headmistress McGonagall was sitting at her desk, review scrolls when Hermione arrived. She opened the door, slowly.

“Minerva? Am I interrupting anything?”

“Hermione Dear… What a wonderful surprise.” She crossed the room and gave Hermione a big hug. “You look wonderful, let me look at you.” She spun her around and Hermione hoped that the outfit she chose camouflaged her belly somewhat. “And to what do I owe this pleasure? I know you’ve been taking the University by storm. Tell me everything.” The women walked over to the settee and got comfortable. Hermione held Minerva’s hand being careful to make sure her engagement ring wasn’t visible.

“Teaching is wonderful, I love it. I get to teach muggle students and wizard students. I’m the liaison for the wizard professors with the administration. Being muggle born has actually been to my advantage for the first time ever.”

“And…your social life? I hope you’re making time to socialize, maybe meet a nice young man?” McGonagall asked hopefully. Hermione took a deep breath.

‘Here we go. It’s now or never.’

“Actually, there is someone in my life. We’ve been together since August.”

The older woman’s face lit up. She wanted Hermione to have a fuller life than she had. Her career had always been important to her but she had always wished she could have been a mother. When Hermione’s parents died in the boating accident in Australia, the young witch was devastated. She was alone in the world, and had no one to turn to so Minerva stepped in. She loved this girl, now young woman, like a daughter and would do anything for her. Hermione’s happiness was of the utmost importance to Minerva and Merlin help the wizard or muggle that ever hurt her in any way.

“You’ve met someone? Do tell. How did you meet him? What does he do?”

“Umm, well, actually, we’ve known each other for quite some time, but we only ‘found’ each other recently. I’ve never been so happy. I didn’t know that happiness like this existed except for in stories.”

“Oh Hermione, that’s just wonderful, I’m so happy for you. I always worried that you would get so engrossed in your career that you would neglect your personal life.” She squeezed the young woman’s hand. “So, when do I get to meet him? Maybe we can have dinner sometime.”

“Umm, well, he will be here any minute. He’s taking us to lunch in Hogsmeade.” As Hermione spoke, there was a knock at the door.

‘Crap! Leave it to Draco to be early. I didn’t even get to warn her. Oh well…’

“Come in,” the headmistress called out.

Draco stood outside of the Headmistress’ office, palms sweating.

‘What if she tells Hermione not to marry me? What if she reminds her of all of the things I did when I was here? Am I gonna lose Hera and our baby? They’re the only family I have…The family I’ve always wanted.’ He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He returned his hair to its natural color then turned the doorknob slowly and opened the door.
“Good Afternoon, Professor McGonagall.” The warm smile left the older woman’s face as she stood.

“Mr. Malfoy. You are aware that all guests must register with Hogwarts administration before moving about the school freely. This rule is in place for a reason…” Hermione stood and moved to Draco, and took his hand in hers. He looked at her and smiled, uncomfortably. Minerva looked at Hermione, puzzled. “Hermione?”

“Umm, Minerva, I’d like to introduce you to my fiancé, Draco Rosier.”

“Pardon me?” She looked at them in shock.

Draco cleared his throat, his voice was shaky, “Professor, I know that I’m not one of your favorite people and I realize that most people will not be in favor of this relationship. But please know, without a shade of doubt, that I love Hermione with my entire heart and soul. I am completely devoted to her and our child. They are the family I have always dreamed of having and I would never jeopardize that.”

McGonagall sat down slowly. Her hand on her chest, trying to calm her breathing.

“Child? Hermione, are you sure about this?”

“Minerva, I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”

“Child?”

“Yes, we’re expecting. I’m 17 weeks along. No, it wasn’t a planned pregnancy but we’re positively elated about it.”

“Rosier?” She looked at Draco. “You changed your name when you decided to go to Oxford, didn’t you?” For a moment, Draco was going to get defensive and ask how she knew about Oxford. Then he remembered what Hermione had told him about his transcripts.

“It was my mother’s last wish. She wanted me to have a life that wasn’t tainted by the Black and the Malfoy name.” She nodded.

“How did this…happen? This is more than unexpected.”

Hermione smiled at Draco then went to sit next to Minerva again, Draco sat behind her. “Actually, I saw him at the coffee shop near the University and I wasn’t sure that it was him…”

“She showed up in my office; she shocked the heck out of me.” Draco smiled and Hermione blushed.

“We ended talking for a good portion of the morning then he surprised me by bringing me lunch that day. We’ve been together ever since. Minerva…please say something.”

“I’m not sure what to say, dear. This is a surprise, to say the least.” Hermione squeezed her friend’s hand firmly. She wanted the elder witch’s blessing, for some unknown reason. She was the closest Hermione had to family; Minerva’s support was important to her.

“Minerva, I’m happy, for the first time in my entire life, I’m blissfully happy.” She turned and looked at Draco, and gave him a sweet smile. “We’ve been through so much in our lifetime, most of it painful. This…Us. It makes sense to me and it makes the pain…bearable for both of us. Draco is everything I’ve hoped and prayed for in a partner and he’s going to be a wonderful father.” He blushed at her words. “I’m not an impulsive person, you know that. I know, in my heart and soul, that Draco is my soul mate.” She turned to him, looked into his eyes and kissed his hand. Minerva smiled; she could feel the love between the young couple. Any doubts that she may have had melted away when she say them look into each other’s eyes.

Professor McGonagall straightened her dress, avoiding Hermione and Draco’s looks. She stood and walked over to her desk, taking a sip of the cup of tea that she had been drinking. Slowly, she walked over to the couple and embraced them.
“I wish you both the best. You’ve both suffered many loses in your lives, more than anyone of your age should have. If you’re happy together, then I’m happy for the two of you.” Hermione and Draco exhaled and hugged the witch.
“Thank you, Professor.”
“You’re going to be family soon, I think it’s time you call me Minerva, don’t you, Draco?” They smiled at each other, acknowledging their importance in Hermione’s life.
The trio had a long lunch at Fleur’s, the new café in Hogsmeade. Draco and Hermione explained to Minerva that they didn’t want to be recognized so they each used a glamour to alter their appearance. The elder witch didn’t know why they felt this was necessary but it wasn’t her place to question them. She was happy to spend some time with them and get to know them as a couple. They told her all about school and their flat and the wedding plans they had made thus far.

“Umm, Minerva, I know this is very short notice but we would be honored if you could make it to our wedding. It’s at the manor on Valentine’s Day. It’s going to be very small; just us, the Zabinis, my friend Kelly and you, if you can make it.”

The professor wiped her eyes, “I would be honored to attend your wedding. Thank you for including me.” Hermione squeezed her hand then did her best to stifle a yawn. “Are you getting tired, dear?”
Draco looked at her; she smiled weakly and squeezed his hand.
“Maybe a little bit; I was nervous about coming here today.” Minerva nodded.
“Why don’t you two head home, you need to get your rest, Hermione. I need to head back to Hogwarts.”
“We will send you an owl with the details as soon as we finish them.” Mcgonagall nodded. The trio embraced; Draco and Hermione apparated back to the Manor and the professor returned to the school.
Hermione fell asleep in their bed at the manor as soon as she arrived; she didn’t even visit with the elves, like she usually did. About 2 hours later, she awoke to Draco’s warm hand rubbing her belly. She sleepily opened her eyes and noticed that she was naked.

“Are you trying to take advantage, Mr. Rosier?”

“Me? Definitely not, Professor Granger; if that were the case, you would have been awakened by the feeling of my tongue buried inside of your sweet pussy.”

Hermione gasped softly, “Oh my…” Draco gave her a devilish smirk as he gently pinched her always sensitive nipple then pressed his lips against her ear.

“Now that you’re awake, it’s a different story entirely.” He kissed her neck playfully as he massaged her wet sex. She moaned softly, opening her thighs wider to give him better access.
“Please…” she whispered. Draco smiled to himself; he wasn’t going to make her beg. She looked so beautiful lying before him, chest heaving ever so slightly; her skin barely damp with perspiration. Hermione had always had a very high sex drive but now it was through the roof; he loved every minute of it. He began to place baby kisses along her collarbone and down her chest. As he suckled at her breast, Hermione moaned softly.
‘How can something feel so arousing yet comforting at the same time? Knowing that Draco still finds me desirable makes me feel beautiful and loved.’ She sighed, with contentment, as she stroked his hair. Draco smiled and looked up at her.

“What?” Hermione started to blush. He rested his chin on her chest. “Tell me, Love.”

“You’ll laugh at me.” Draco stroked her cheek gently.

“No, I won’t. I promise.”

“Sometimes, when I feel you, it’s not just arousing, it’s comforting.” He tilted his head to the side.
“I don’t understand.” Hermione covered her face in embarrassment. She was hoping that she wouldn’t have to be explicit but she couldn’t be that lucky and she also knew that he wouldn’t let it drop.
“When you touch me, I can feel how much you love me; it’s comforting.” He smiled at her, trying to conceal the devilish glint in his eye. He stroked her side gently.
“Like this?” She sighed and nodded. “How about this?” Draco began to suckle at her breast again as he eased his fingers into her hungry pussy again.
“Oh yes…” she panted, softly.
He peppered her body with kisses, placing extras on her swollen belly before settling between her legs. “Now this is what I love, comforting you like this.” Draco traced her intimate folds with his tongue, making her moan and lift her hips off of the bed. “Shhh, Love… Slow down, there’s no hurry.” Hermione whimpered with need.
When Draco’s warm naked body covered hers, a few stay tears escaped. He wiped them with his thumb.
“What is it, Hera?”
She could barely speak; her eyes were glassy. “I…I need…I need you. Please, Draco.” He kissed her gently and sat up. Hermione frowned until she felt he slide her hips toward him. In one smooth movement, Draco positioned her hips on his thighs and entered her slowly. Hermione moaned his name as she tried to take him deeper; hungry for more contact.
“Shhh, my angel… I want this to last.” She whimpered in frustration until she felt his hands caressing her body as he thrust into her steadily. Hermione’s breathing was erratic as she stared into Draco’s eyes. He smiled at her as he began to thumb her clit.

“Oh Gods…Oh Draco…I’m…I’m gonna…Oh…Oh…Oh!” Hermione cried out as her body began to shake as her pussy nearly strangled his cock. Draco couldn’t hold back any longer, she looked so beautiful and she felt so good. With a primal growl that could be heard in the other wing of the house he came deep inside of his Hera. Draco leaned forward, bracing himself on his forearms, and kissed Hermione passionately. He could feel her walls tighten around him as she hungrily tried to take him deeper. He smiled at her, teasingly.
“Greedy girl…” Hermione blushed but continued ministrations.

“More…I need more…please…” Her eyes were filled with lust.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, woman.” Draco kissed her before moving to her right side and removing something from the nightstand. He knew he was doing the right thing when she began to moan.
‘Muggles may have come up with the idea for vibrators but wizards know how to improve them.’ He thought as he teased her glistening flower. Hermione snuggled close to him as Draco made her body sing, and brought her to her peak two more times before slowly letting her come down for the heights of pleasure.
“Wow…” she whispered, her face buried against his chest. Draco held her tight, caressing her lower back as her breathing slowly went back to normal.

“How do you feel, Love?”

“Blissful and tired…” Draco smiled; then kissed her head. He never thought he would be this happy. Now, thanks to the beautiful witch in his arms, his cheeks actually hurt from smiling so much.
“Are you ok? Do you need anything? Are you hungry?” Hermione looked up and stroked his cheek gently.
“Draco, I’m fine. I just want to lay here in arms for a little while. Ok? We don’t have any other plans today, do we?”
“Not that I’m aware of.”
“Good. You’re all mine.” Hermione giggled devilishly as she dragged her teeth over his nipple. Draco hissed and arched towards her mouth.
“Hera…what…are…you…doing?”
“Shhh, Love. It’s my turn…”
Draco melted as he felt Hermione’s skilled mouth on his member. He closed his eyes tight, clenching the sheets as he lost himself in pleasure.
“Gods, Hera…”
Hermione smiled as she slowly brought him to the edge then eased him back then began again until he was begging her for his release. She sucked his hungry cock with such fervor Draco’s entire body tensed as he pulled at the silk sheets.
“Hera…” he whispered, before his body began to convulse shooting his seed into her warm mouth. As he came, she swirled her tongue around his oversensitive head, sending waves of pleasure through his body that made him growl then whimper. Hermione crawled up his body, straddled him and kissed him deeply.
Draco moaned as he tasted himself on her lips.
“Why does that turn me on so much?”
“What?”
“That taste on your lips.”
“Cuz you’re a narcissist.” Draco gave her a hardy smack on the bum that made her squeak before he pulling her into another deep kiss.
They spent the rest of the day in bed at the manor, even having the elves bring them dinner in bed. They finally returned to the loft around 10pm, in time to prepare for the next day and go to sleep.