When did you become beautiful?

Any character or place you recognize belongs to J K Rowling

Hermione sat alone on the train staring out the window unhappily. She was alone until a voice sounded behind her. One that she wished she never had to hear again particularly at this moment.

"Well if it isn't the mudblood. Where are Potty and Weasel Granger?" Asked Draco Malfoy. Hermione knew that he had managed to buy his way out of jail after trying to kill Dumbledore when he had gotten caught but she never thought he would have the guts to show his face at Hogwarts again.

"Piss off Malfoy" She said turning around to face him. Malfoy's eyes raked over her. Granger had certainly changed. She was curvy now and her hair was no longer bushy but lustrous and soft but that wasn't all that had changed as he looked into her eyes he found a deep sadness and pain there. What was he doing? This is Granger. He reminded himself.

"I can't do that you see. I am the head boy and I am supposed to escort you to the prefect meeting."

"YOU ARE THE HEAD BOY?!!" Hermione yelled incredulously and Malfoy smirked.

"Don't act so surprised Granger. My marks are second only to yours." He pulled her out of the compartment and shoved her ahead of him then yelped in surprise when she cried out and doubled over. Moreover when Draco brought his hands away from her he saw that they were covered in her blood. "Gods Granger how'd you get that?" He asked. She whirled around on him and slapped him. He saw that deep pain and sadness in her eyes again but magnified and she slammed the door to the compartment shut and locked it and pulled down the blinds. She quickly changed her shirt and bandages. She wished the stupid thing would heal but it simply wouldn't close. Hermione finally brought out her diary and wrote in it for the rest of the journey.

It was strange to see McGonagall sitting where she would expect to see Dumbledore but there it was. The headmistress stood and gave the start of term notices and introduced the new head boy and girl and bade them stand. They did and bowed but Hermione heard the whispers of "Where are Harry Potter and Ron Weasley?" She had chosen a seat far from anyone else but she couldn't stand the whispers and so she hurried out of the hall.

Unknownst to her a pair of grey eyes followed her and their owner discreetly followed her. Hermione ate in the kitchens but she didn't eat much. Finally she went up to the head boy and girls quarters. They were spectacular but Hermione was in no mood to notice and instead curled into a ball on the red and gold couch. She felt the weight on the couch shift a bit and knew Malfoy sat beside her.

"What's in your bag Granger? Mind if I have a look?" He asked and without waiting for an answer he reached towards it. He drew his hand back as he found Hermione's wand at his throat.

"Never touch my bag ever again Malfoy do you understand?" Draco nodded fervently although he had no intentions of keeping this promise. Hermione lowered her wand and dashed up to her room.

Malfoy moaned in his sleep as he dreampt of her. His hands were curled in her honey colored hair and he had her locked in a passionate embrace with his lips firmly clamped against hers. His hands fondled her breasts and one thumb circled the hardened nubs as she moaned with pleasure. Then he moved down and circled his toungue about her clit and lapped up her juices like a thirsty dog. She curled her fingers in his hair and tried to bring him closer. Her body arched upwards as she came and Draco awoke with a raging hard on and ran to take a cold shower.

The next day was hard on the both of them. Malfoy because every time he saw her he remembered his dream and his cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink. Contrary to popular belief Draco was actually a virgin. And Hermione because she was fighting back another wave of sickness. She wondered if perhaps it was a bout of wizard flu. She resolved to find out.

That night she curled up on her bed with the book on wizard illnesses she had borrowed from the library and began to read but none of the illnesses had the symptoms she was looking for and she was almost at the back of the book when she had a revalation. Why hadn't she noticed before? Her period was nearly two months late. She raised her wand and pointed it at her stomach. "Pregnatum revelio" She incantated and her stomach turned a pale violet color. She fainted and when she came too a wave of sickness hit her and she threw up as she realized that she was pregnant with the child of her own stepfather. Could things get any worse?