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All the Right Moves

By: QTArtGirl725
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 37
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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The Aftermath

Draco looked back at his wife and there was no mistaking the look of terror. He knew how powerful his father and Voldemort were.

He started pacing back and forth in front of her saying, “How does he know? We have been so careful. What about our child?”

At that last question Hermione could see actual tears forming in her husband’s eyes. She stood up and walked over to him.

She kissed him gently and said, “Draco, we’ll cross those bridges as they come. I don’t know how your father found out, but I love you and I trust that we can keep our child safe. We also have Dumbledore and Harry in our corner. Everything will be fine, and even if it isn’t; I would never regret one second marrying you.”

Draco looked at his wife and smiled. He was incredibly worried, but he knew he was lucky to have found love. He also knew that he would need to let Dumbledore know of this latest development. They discussed that matter and Draco decided they could go after getting some breakfast in the great hall.

When they walked in the hall they were greeted by chaos. Everyone looked up at them. Some people clapped, others yelled out harsh obscenities, and all eyes were on them.
Hermione looked at Draco and said, “Long shot here, but I think they know we got married.”

Draco would have laughed if it wasn’t so serious. He could see the reactions of the Slytherins. They were the ones who he was concerned about. He knew many of them that were either directly or indirectly associated with the death eaters. They parted ways and once Hermione sat, things became a little clearer. Harry handed her a copy of the latest edition of the Daily Prophet. Rita Skeeter had done a full page story about the nuptials.

Hermione was fuming in her seat. She knew that Rita Skeeter was an unregistered animagus, and now she was going to turn her in. She had spared her that fate several years ago, and now she was paying for that act of kindness. Hermione stormed out of the Great Hall and towards Dumbledore’s office. She said, “Razzles,” and the door opened. Hermione walked up the stairs and knocked on the Headmaster’s door. At once the older wizard bellowed from within, “Come in.” Hermione walked in and saw that Dumbledore was putting something into his pensieve. She started to open her mouth to speak, but Dumbledore stopped her.

He said, “I know why you are here Mrs. Malfoy. I saw the Daily Prophet; quite the scandal that you caused.” Hermione could see his blue eyes twinkling.

She replied, “Sir, aren’t you concerned. Draco’s father sent him a howler and he is threatening to kill us both. I’m not concerned about myself, but for my child.”

Dumbledore smiled back at her and said, “Mrs. Malfoy, think for just a moment. Remember when I told you that I fed Voldemort a false prophecy? Well they cannot kill you until after you have this baby. We have time to come up with a multitude of ways to protect your family. I understand that you are concerned, but it is the Order’s top priority to protect you.”

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She had forgotten that they wanted her baby and obviously that bought them some time. She still however had another issue to address, “Professor, I wanted to inform someone that Rita Skeeter is an unregistered animagus. That is how she has been getting her scoop for so many years, and also how she found out about Draco and I.”

Dumbledore looked at her pensively. Then he chuckled. He said, “Mrs. Malfoy, I’m sorry that I am laughing, it’s certainly not at you. This all makes sense. I have been wondering how that woman has been doing it for years. Thank you for clearing that up for me. Don’t worry; I will take care of that situation.”
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