The Baby Project

Chapter Seven

'Look around you world,
pretty baby.
Is it everything that you hoped it would be?
The right kinda wrong situation.
The right time to roll to me'


WEEK ONE ONE MONTH

Hermione stumbled on the sight before her and stiffened.

This was something new.

She would never see this again.

There...in front of her...was Draco Malfoy....playing with a spanner.

She smirked.

So this was the parcel?

Draco heard her walk through the common room door, and instantly felt her
stare.
He knew he had just been caught in a compromising position.

He heard her snigger.

He looked around at her and glared.

"You think is funny, do you?" He asked her from where he was sitting.

Hermione couldn't help but nod her head at him.
There he sat, in the middle of two open crates, with all sorts of
complicated looking bars splayed around him.

Draco just rolled his eyes and got back to work.
He almost wasn't going to even attempt it...but on the instructions it said
that only the male of the pair was allowed to set the apparatus up...what
with the 'female' being in a delicate condition and all...

That was a load of bullocks.
They just wanted the lads to do all the hard work.

And the way he saw it, he was getting extra points for himself.

So he dragged all of the equipment into the common room and emptied them
all over the floor...

And then found (to his utter distaste) that he couldn't use his wand to set
it up!
....It had to be done with 'tools!'

Well, Draco had never seen a 'tool' in his life.

Some sort of Muggle contraption, no doubt...McGonagall had probably given it
to him on purpose just to spite him.

Wizard's didn't use cribs...they used hammock-like beds because they were
much easier to set up.
Maybe the Professors give them cribs on purpose to see how much they could
challenge them...

But he would be damned if he was beaten!

Hermione just continued to stare at him.
She was completely and utterly taken aback by the fact that he was even
attempting to set all the apparatus up...she had expected that she would
have to do everything herself considering she had thought she wasn't going
to ask him for his help...

But apparently she no longer had to ask.

"Do you know what your doing?" She asked him from the doorway, her voice
held a humorous tone to it.

He didn't like it.

Draco flung his spanner in the air and ignored her.
The less interruptions he got, the better.

"Go away, Granger" He told her, looking at the diagram on the sheet of
paper in front of him. "I'm attempting a very complicated matter here, and I
would appreciate it if your moaning mouth was shut"

The picture on the diagram looked nothing like the contraption that he had
tried to put together.

Hermione glared at his back. Sensing his puzzlement, she added;
"You might want to turn it upside down, Malfoy"

And with that, she stomped off up the stairs.

Malfoy rolled his eyes.
Women.
Who needed them?

Who needed moaning, conniving, and highly over-sensitive women?
He was content in just having himself...

And the bloody muggle contraption was about to be thrown out of the nearest
window.

Granger would probably know how to read the directions properly...

But pigs would fly over Hogwarts before he even decided to ask her.

He didn't need anyone's help.
He was a Malfoy.

Malfoy's made their way in the world without being dependent on anyone else.

Draco gave up and threw the spanner at the metal on the floor...
Unfortunately for him, he threw it too hard and caused it to bounce back up
and hit him in the nose.

"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!"

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"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!"

Hermione sniggered to herself.
It served him right.

She lay on her bed and closed her eyes, desperately wanting to fade away the
day within the blink of an eye.
She didn't think she could take this nausea any longer...
And it wasn't just the sickening feeling she felt whenever she looked at
Malfoy....

It was that horrible sickening feeling she got whenever she thought about
food.

She pulled up her school shirt and looked down at her tummy.
Still minutely small...but still there.

Still tiny; no bump at all...and yet there was something growing inside
there.

Hermione smirked to herself when she remembered what she saw before her when
she had entered the common room.
Luna had told her about the crib...and told her that she couldn't use magic
to put it together...
Hermione thought it was strange, considering she didn't have any kind of
parcel in her room this morning.

She had come back to her common room later that day after lessons...and
that was the scene that she found before her.

She found it almost...human, of Malfoy.
He was sat there completely frustrated, and it pleased her so much that she
had half a mind to give him some sort of sarcastic remark...but considering
he seemed to be helping her, she had decided to let it lie.

"GRANGER!" He shouted at her from the bottom of her stairs. "Get your ass
down here before I attempt suicide!"

Hermione had half a mind to stay where she was and let him do it.
Give them both a good day.

Instead, she pulled down her top and walked towards her door.

She knew it was too good to be true...there was no rest for the wicked.

She went to the top of her stairs.
"What do you want, Dick head?" She shouted down at him.

He appeared through the door, which was slightly ajar.
His face was set in stone, and his stance was so arrogant that she felt like
turning back into her room and ignoring him.

"A minute of your oh-so-precious time..." He told her, before walking
back from the door and disappearing into the common room again.

He stood and waited for her to come down the stairs.
He was at his wits end.
He really didn't want to ask her for help, but he didn't see any other
choice when he was failing to read the instructions...

She finally appeared through the door, her arms crossed at her chest and her
expression was an annoyed one.

Draco threw the instructions manual at her.
"Read it"

Hermione went to retort, but he cut in before she could even try.

"And don't even bother giving me your Holier-than-thou attitude...I
just need you to tell me what goes where...its all in the manual"

His picked up his spanner again and waited for her instructions.

Instead he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

She had thrown the instruction manual at him.

He turned around and glared fiercely at her. "Oi!"

She shrugged her shoulders at him and smirked.
"Don't speak to me like that if you want my help, Malfoy"


"I don't want your help"

Hermione gave him a pointed look.

He rolled his eyes.
"Alright...lets try this the less pleasant way, shall we..." He told
her. Taking a deep breath, and counting to three before he spoke. "Can you
tell me the instructions....Please Granger..."

Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.

The 'please' was so forced...
But it was obviously the best she was going to get out of him.

She caught the instruction manual as he threw it back at her.
She opened it at the page that said 'Step One'....

"Ok.." She said, walking around to the soft satin chair not far from Malfoy,
and plopping herself down. "...You need to attach the undercarriage to the
left gate..."

Malfoy looked over at her; an utterly perplexed look upon his face.

...Two completely different pieces of metal in his hands to the ones she had
just described...

This was going to take along time...


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