Hermione's Little Secret

A/N~~ FIRST, let me say THANK YOU TO EVERYONE! You've all been wonderful at reading, reviewing, commenting, emailing, IMing and everything! Without the encouragement I'd have never continued, much less come this close to finishing this story.

Sniff* this chapter was hard to write, physically because of the hand problems I developed and are now *thankfully* going away, but also because I wasn't sure how I wanted it to end. But it all worked out.


Thanks to everyone for understanding why this chapter took so long to get done, but I really hope you enjoy it. It's also one of the longer chapters, since I didn't want to break it apart.

WEll, on with the show.

Until next time,


Marti!



Draco fixed the cuffs of his dress shirt for the third time, looking at himself critically in the mirror. He wondered if he should change into something less Slytherin. The green shirt looked good with his trousers, but what if Hermione didn’t like them? Well it was too late to change them now; the party would start in only a few minutes and the two of them were chaperones. Adrianna and Lilah were in the bedroom getting Adrianna ready for the dance.


He couldn’t believe that Severus had come up with a dance for the students on Halloween. The former potions professor had hated such ‘wastes of time’ during his tenure as an instructor. Now that he held the reins, he evidently had gotten over his aversion and welcomed watching his teachers run around like chickens with their heads cut off. Draco grinned as he realized that the Headmaster wouldn’t be blasting rosebushes anymore: Narcissa Snape wouldn’t allow him to.

Draco sat on the edge of his bed, fingering the small box in his hand, remembering the night a month ago when his mother and Severus had shown up at Hermione’s quarters. Draco was sitting on the floor with RJ putting together a Muggle ship in a bottle, while the girls were in the kitchen area baking cookies and gossiping.

~~flashback~~


RJ jumped up to answer the knock on the door, leaving Draco on the floor covered with modeling glue. He grinned at seeing his favorite Uncle and Draco’s mother.

“Hi, Uncle Severus. Did you bring me a new potion to figure out?” The boy asked with a slight lisp, having lost three teeth within a week of each other.

Severus patted the boy on the head and lead Narcissa into the living room. Draco stood hurriedly and kissed his mother on the cheek in greeting.

“Hermione, girls, the Headmaster is here.” He called into the kitchen. A minute later, the giggling had stopped and two little girls with flour handprints all over their aprons appeared in the doorway, Hermione standing behind them. She ushered the girls into the living room and smiled at her visitors.

“We figured we’d find Lilah and my son here rather than in the dungeons. Hello, Hermione, children.” Narcissa smiled at her granddaughters and the little boy who’d wormed his way into her heart when he’d held her hand trustingly, not caring that she had been the wife of a Death Eater. “Severus and I married today. I’m moving into the Headmaster’s quarters this weekend. We’ll be seeing more of each other now!” Narcissa laughed at her son’s pole-axed expression.

“What?”

“We’re married, Professor Malfoy. Your mother consented to be my wife after divulging something of great importance.”

“I’m pregnant, Draco.” Narcissa looked up into Severus gaze. Hermione looked at her friend and employing, noticing how happy he looked. Draco took a step back and dropped into the chair behind him, even more shocked than he’d been when she told him of the marriage. Didn’t the woman believe in drawing out the moment?

“But, you’re far too old to be having a baby!”

“Draco!” Hermione and Narcissa yelled his name and he cringed. He caught the angry look from Severus and realized just how deep the shit was.

“I am barely middle aged, young man. And don’t you forget it. I’m an older witch, but I’ve wanted another child for a long time. Your father was the one with the slow sperm.”

“Oh, God, Mother, please! The children!” Draco moaned again and covered his face with his hands. RJ looked from one set of adults to the other, confused. Adrianna grinned with Lilah at the news. They’d have an aunt or uncle younger than them!

“We’ll be able to baby-sit!” Lilah clapped, a mushroom cloud of flour puffing over her and Adrianna’s heads. Hermione advanced on the older woman and hugged her tightly. She and Draco’s mother had gotten close over the last three weeks; the other witch was always wondering when Hermione was going to admit to loving her son.

“Congratulations, Narcissa, Severus. So, are you leaving me in charge so you can go on a honeymoon?”

“We’ll go away during the Christmas holiday.” Severus had one hand possessively resting on Narcissa’s back. He looked like he didn’t want to be there any longer. “We really need to get back, Narcissa. I’m sure you and Hermione will have plenty of time to gather together with your little coven after you’ve moved in.” Severus smirked, and then gasped when the woman slapped him on the stomach, hard.

Draco gaped, having never seen his former Head of House take any form of physical abuse before especially from a woman. “This is wrong on so very many levels.”

“Just remember to knock on MY door, Mr. Malfoy.” Severus growled at the younger man.


~~end flashback~~

Draco now had a little brother due around May. He also had a daughter who was in better spirits now that she had a positive female influence in her life, another daughter who was coming to terms with her relationship with her Head of House, an almost nine year old friend who was looking more like a son to him every day, and a witch he wanted desperately to marry but didn’t know how to go about asking her.

“Hermione, will you marry me?” He practiced in front of his mirror across from the foot of his bed. He sat up straighter. “I love you, Hermione. Will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Malfoy?” Draco frowned and dropped down to one knee. “Marry me?”

“If I were a woman and real, Draco, of course I would.” The enchanted mirror quipped, his reflection winking back at him. Draco sneered and got up on his feet.

“Shut your gob.” He threw on his dress robes, Slytherin green, of course and put the engagement ring box in the sealed pocket on his right. He left his room in a swirl of robes and knocked on Lilah’s bedroom door. “You ready, Rianna?”

Draco stepped back as the door opened to reveal his daughter of two months. Her dark blonde curls piled high on her head with some cascading down her back, dressed in a gown of pale blue. He grinned, reminded of Hermione’s gown at the Yule Ball when Viktor Krum had taken her. He remembered taunting the Durmstrang student over picking a Mudblood Gryffindor, at least until the older Champion had hexed his eyes closed. Behind her stood Lilah, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She grinned at her father.

“You look amazing, Adrianna.” He leaned forward and kissed her cheek, smiling, and then reached back and ruffled Lilah’s hair. “Come on, we’re to meet your mother at the entrance of the Great Hall.” He extended his arm and she took it with a shy smile. “Lilah, bed by 10, remember?”

“Yes, sir. Night!” She called after walking them to the door. She closed it behind them, leaving the two of them in the dungeon corridor. A few Slytherin couples walked by them, now used to the sight of their potions professor and the Weasley Slytherin. No one knew that Adrianna was his daughter, and he and Hermione had decided that unless Adrianna wanted to change her name, they’d keep it as it was. Everyone did know about the relationship between the two professors, starting with Adrianna’s giggled admission in potions lab her first week in school, and the fact the two of them with their children were always together out of classes. Hell, he and Lilah spent more time in Hermione’s quarters with her and RJ than they did in their own rooms.

“You’re asking Mum to marry her tonight, right?” The children had been in on his proposal since he’d bought the ring two weeks before and had been anxiously waiting for Hermione’s finger to be adorned by it.

“Yes.” He nodded without looking at his daughter further. He had knots in his stomach the size of watermelons and he was glad he hadn’t eaten dinner earlier. He didn’t remember acting like this before proposing to Alicia, but then again he’d just found out she was pregnant and it was an automatic response.


“Don’t worry. Mum’ll say yes. She loves you.” She squeezed her father’s arm as they entered the front entryway of the castle. Severus and Narcissa stood off to the side of the open doors. She had her hand on her new husband’s arm, her other hand resting on her stomach. Severus, ever the snarky Slytherin, greeted students with barely concealed sarcasm as they entered. Draco brought Adrianna over and kissed his mother’s cheek as Adrianna hugged her favorite ‘uncle’ before going into the Hall alone to greet some friends over near the windows.

“Hello, Headmaster, Mother. Have you, ah, seen Hermione yet tonight?”

“She’s on her way. RJ was refusing his bath.” Severus drawled as he eyed a group of Gryffindors entering the hall. They scurried in past them.


“Boys don’t like bathing. I thought she knew that.” Draco chuckled nervously, fingering the box through his robes.

“None of my cousins like to take baths either. I’m going in.” Adrianna smiled at the three adults and entered, hurrying over to a group of friends, some from Ravenclaw and Slytherin, one from Gryffindor.

“So, tonight?” Narcissa cocked one aristocratic eyebrow at her son, identical to his own.

“Going to try.”

“It’s not hard, Professor. You get down on one bloody knee and take her hand, and then ask her to marry you. You git!” Severus snarled, causing students nearest the entrance to move farther away from their snarky Headmaster. His head turned up, looking over Draco’s shoulder as his eye caught something, someone coming down the staircase. Taking a deep fortifying breath, Draco turned to watch Hermione glide down the stairs, an angel in silver satin, flowing over her body like water. The gown fitted her perfectly, accentuating the fuller breasts he’d come to adore, the hips now fuller with her childbearing. She now had the body of a woman, not the girl he’d lusted after in school.

Mindlessly, Draco went to her, waiting at the bottom of the stairs until her hand joined his. He pulled her willing form into his arms and kissed her before the students milling in the entry way.

“Love you, Professor Weasley.”

“I love you too, Draco.” She breathed when he finally released her lips. She looked up over his head at the stunned looks on the student body faces. She giggled and blushed, then put her face back in its professor mode.

“There’s nothing to look at. Get inside or there will be points deducted.” Her eyes had never left Draco’s, but she listened to the sounds of their feet scurrying into the Great Hall. Hermione smiled and brushed Draco’s cheek with her other hand.

“You are so very beautiful, my love.”

“You look handsome, Draco. Thank you.”

“Shall we, my lady?” He gestured with his head toward the party.

“We probably should considering we organized the bloody thing.” She giggled again as he led her down the last two steps and let him guide her to Narcissa and Severus.

“Headmaster, Madame Snape.”

“You look lovely, Hermione. Now go let my son dazzle you with all the dancing lessons I forced upon him when he was a child.” Narcissa bussed the younger woman’s cheek and pushed the couple into the Great Hall. Halloween colors abounded in the Hall, but weren’t overwhelming like they would have during Dumbledore’s or MacGonagall’s tenures. Flitwick led the band in the corner and while some of the older couples whirled around the room, most of the children were gathered in the chairs on the side of the room chatting or waiting for someone to ask them to dance. Into the middle of the almost empty dance area Draco led Hermione, whirled her around then let her go to bow before her gallantly. He stood straight and took her into his arms, beginning to dance together for the first time.

Hermione could feel the stares of her students on her and Draco as they circled each other and the dance floor. She only had eyes for Draco, the man she’d come to love as much as she’d loved Ron, but with a different intensity. She hoped Ron was happy with her decision to spend the rest of her life with Draco and blend their families. She smiled and banished the sad thoughts away at the thought of her husband.

Draco noticed the shining eyes and kissed her cheek gently, knowing she was reminiscing about Weasley. At first he’d been jealous of the dead Auror then he’d realized that if Hermione were having problems with their relationship, she’d have already told him. She was just getting used to having a man in her life again.

“I think some of the seventh year boys are quite envious of me right about now.” He whispered in her brunette curls.

“I believe some of the girls feel the same about me. And I find that a very heady feeling!” Hermione tilted her head back and stared up at the clear night sky, tempting Draco greatly as he wanted to lean forward and kiss the pulse below her left ear.

“You outshine every woman in here.”

“What about your mother?” Hermione teased.

“She and Severus are out in the entry. She’s not in here.” He smirked.

“Slytherin.”

“Beloved.” Inspired, he stopped their dancing and went down immediately to his left knee. Out of the corner of his eyes he watched other dancers slow and stop to watch him and Hermione.

“Draco! What are you doing?” She hissed, looking frantically from left to right, then back down to his grinning face. She caught Severus’ eye from the entrance and noticed his smirk. Narcissa just smiled benignly as she moved into her husband’s arms to watch. Flitwick noticed the activity stopping and turned to see what was going on with a little squeak.

“Hermione Weasley, I love you more than I thought I could love any woman again. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” One of Draco’s hands held hers while the other pulled out and popped open the lid of the jeweler’s box. As a Muggleborn he figured she’d appreciate the gesture more. Tears slid down her cheeks as she nodded wordlessly. “Ah, love, I want to hear the words. I need to hear the words, please?”

“HELL YES! Yes, I’ll marry you, Draco Malfoy!” Hermione knelt across from him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly in the middle of the Great Hall. Around them they could hear the applause and the sounds of two young children hooting their encouragement. Pulling Hermione away with a laugh, he lifted her left hand and slid the diamond ring on her finger. She pulled him back into a soul searing kiss.

“Alright, break it up! I don’t need my professors giving the dunderh—students ideas on what to do tonight after curfew!” Severus called in his worst greasy git voice, the one he reserved for the times he had Gryffindors in trouble in his office. “Malfoy, get up. You look like a bloody git down there on your knees.”

Draco stood and turned to his employer, his arm still around Hermione as he led her towards his mother and Severus.

“We’re leaving. Have fun chaperoning, Mum, sir.” Draco pulled Hermione into his arms and carried her out of the Great Hall and up the staircase towards her quarters.

“Draco! We can’t leave, we organized the damn thing.” Hermione breathed as he brushed his lips against her cleavage. She had wanted a stronger retort, but her body was more interested in what Draco was doing to it than what was happening in the Great Hall. Giving in to her baser emotions, she started unbuttoning his shirt and reached inside to tweak his nipples while she kissed him every few steps. It’s a wonder they made it to her quarters; she knew they had passed a few Gryffindors on the way and knew that tomorrow the hall would be filled with gossip and speculation.

Especially once her wrap was found in the corridor. At least it wasn't her knickers. Again.

At her door, he pressed her up against it, kissing her ruthlessly as his hands roamed her body heatedly. He reached behind her and pushed open the door, catching her quickly before she fell backwards onto her head. They laughed together breathlessly. Draco entered and blindly kicked the door closed behind them, then hurried through the living area to Hermione’s bedroom, kicking that door closed too. He broke away long enough to whisper a locking spell, having almost been caught by the two younger children a few times since he and Hermione had started their relationship.


Draco laughed huskily, kissed Hermione one more time then dropped her down to the mattress, following her down quickly to cover her body. They writhed together, urging the other on while undressing each other. Hermione didn’t know how they’d gotten their clothes off without ripping her dress, but he got it off. He pulled away to look down at her. She’d worn no bra; the dress had had it built in. She lay there before him, her chest heaving as she pulled in breath after breath, waiting for Draco to touch her. He gazed down her body. It wasn’t perfect; her breasts were bigger yes from nursing her children, giving birth, and they sagged, but in his eyes they were beautiful. She had stretch marks underneath that he knew she fretted over no matter how much lotion or potions she rubbed over, there were more stretch marks on her stomach and she had freckles around her belly button that he loved to count sometimes in their slow easier loving. He was enamored with the uniqueness of her body, of the beauty he found in the slight imperfections. Gods knew his body was far from perfect: he’d been cursed while growing up by his father, ‘to strengthen him’. It had only served to strengthen his hatred of the man. He’d played Quiddich since he could walk and had fallen far too many times to not have been left with some scrapes and scars. And he couldn’t discount the numerous altercations he’d had against Potter and Weasley during their school years together.

Hermione ran her hands down his chest, flicking the pebbled nipples lightly, tugging slightly on the sparse chest hair. She smiled up at him and tried to pull him back down to her.

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Hermione. I love everything about you; from the weird way your second toe is longer than your big toe all the way up to those pretty pouty lips that somehow create the most horrible snores! Ouch!” He winced and laughed good-naturedly when she pulled a little harder on his nipple.

Clad only in their underwear, his straining cock tenting out the front of his boxers, he leaned down and tongued her left breast, suckling from it slowly as his hands lowered her lace underwear down her thighs and off her body. She opened her legs slightly, revealing to Draco how much she wanted him, the scent of her arousal wafting up, making him even harder than he was, if at all possible. Crawling backwards, he pulled away, kneeling at the end of the bed. He pushed her legs open gently and bent down to nuzzle her wet curls. Hermione gasped at the feel of his mouth on her and she arched her back, pushing herself closer to him.

Draco chuckled, blowing cool air against her clit before reaching forward with his tongue and swirling his tongue around the hard flesh gently.

“Mmm, Draco! Please.” She moaned as he teased her, not giving her anything but gentle touches, nothing that would give her relief. He wanted to watch her squirm, watch her fall apart in his arms as he built her up again and again, making her his.

He kept her on the edge for an hour, using only his tongue and lips and fingers, watching her writhe and undulate and beg him with every movement of her body for him to take her now! By they time he crawled up her body, licking and laving every inch of her flesh he encountered, she was mindless with need, begging him to fill her with his cock. Draco grinned down at her once he finally reached his goal, their noses touching as he teased her slit, riding his cock up and down through her cum, pulling away as she lifted her hips to take him in.

“I love you, Hermione.” He breathed against her lips before kissing her deeply, swallowing her gasp of surprise when he thrust in at the same time. He rested inside of her, feeling her pussy throbbing around him, luxuriating in the feeling of being ‘home’ for the first time in his adult life, and loving the feeling. “Don’t ever leave me.”

“Never, Draco. Now fuck me, dammit!” Hermione nipped at his chin as she wrapped her legs around him, resting her heels on his ass and pushing him in deeper to get him moving. He chuckled and pulled out then pushed in slowly, teasingly. He moaned and shuddered as her fingers dug into his shoulder blades, her fingernails dragging deeply through his flesh as she gripped him tightly. He grunted as he thrust harder and faster for her, their sweat coated bodies sliding together.

Draco buried his face in Hermione’s hair, gasping into her right ear as he felt himself get closer to his orgasm. He slammed into her hard, wanting her to cum with him this time. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, milking his cock as she gripped him tighter, biting into his shoulder to keep from screaming out, but he could feel it deep in her throat, vibrating against his flesh. Her hands grabbing his ass pushed him over and he came inside of her with a moan of relief. He dug his toes into the bedding as he pushed in as far as he could as if to become a part of her.

He felt her purr against his ear as he rolled to his side still inside of her, grimacing as he felt his shoulder blade slide across the bedding. If she hadn’t left bloody half moon fingernail marks on him again, he’d be surprised. Of course knowing he’d made her lose her control made him a little cocky.

“You alright, Hermione?” He whispered against her ear. Her eyes were closed but she smiled at him in satiation.

“Yep. Perfect.”

“Have my baby. Again?”

“Is this because of your mother, Draco?” Hermione smiled as he kissed his way around her earlobe, blowing into her ear making her shiver.

“No, it’s because I love you and I want to raise our children together, and I’ve always wanted more than one child.” He grinned as he stroked her ass. “And I would like one of my children to be younger than my sibling, at least.”

“I knew it! Yes, Draco, we can have another baby. Probably in about eight months if I’m guessing right. I haven’t seen Poppy though!” Hermione grinned and waited for his response. She didn’t have long to wait.

“How long have you suspected?”

“A day. I was going to tell you tonight anyway. So he or she will be a month younger than your baby brother. Is that younger enough for you?”


“Cheeky witch.” He kissed her soundly and rolled to his back, wincing at the pain in his shoulders. She sat up and straddled him, his now flaccid cock sliding out.

“I’m glad we’re together, Draco. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Thank you for helping me live again after having mourned Ron for so long.”

“No crying, woman.” Draco teased, wiping her cheek free of the teardrop’s path. “Only happiness for us from now on.”


~~I told you, Ronald, that she would fall in love again. She chose the men in her life with her heart; you were the love of her youth and Draco is the love of her maturity. He will help raise your son into a fine young wizard and continue the upbringing of the daughter you raised as your own. Hermione will love Draco’s daughter as her own, as only Hermione can. You can go on now, your work is done. She is living again and happy.~~ Albus waved his hand over the mirror he’d viewed with his former student. Ron had never left his family, watching them and hoping he could help Hermione get over her grief over losing him so young.

~~I know, Professor Dumbledore. But I’ve been with her for so long I’m not sure what I would do in paradise.~~ the red head grinned at his former headmaster. Albus smiled back at him.

~~Now, Ron, who said anything about paradise? You’re going to be a guardian angel. You just have to wait for your charge to be born. Now shoo! Hermione and Draco need some time alone without non-corporeal voyeurs.~~

The two ghosts of dead Gryffindors faded away, smiled of contention on their faces. Ron had finally done what he’d been meant to do: to see Hermione live a happy life.

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