Chapter 3
It had been about three weeks since Hermione had run into Blaise in his own restaurant. She had left work early to prepare dinner because tonight was the night Blaise and Pansy were coming over to dinner and she wanted everything to be perfect.
Hermione had started on the roasted duck with garlic butter mushrooms and asparagus. She didn’t want anything too fancy but also wanted to cook something a little nicer than her normal meals. She also prepared fresh onion soup and had fresh baguettes currently cooking with crèche brûlée for dessert. She had also set out her favorite Pinot Noir and Merlot for when dinner was served. She went ahead and poured her a glass while dinner cooked, she took her first sip and immediately spit it out. It tasted sour. She looked at the date to make sure it was still good and sure enough it was. She took another sip just to be sure and it tasted awful. She decided to wait and see how it tasted to Matteo when he got home before she dumped it out.
Her soup and bread had finished cooking and her duck still had about 40 minutes and her guests would arrive in 30. She went to take a quick shower and get ready. After her shower and she dressed, she grabbed her makeup from under the sink and came to a startling realization. She was late. How could she have missed this? She was always so careful and watched her days on her calendar. Of course now that she thought about it all the signs were there. She was already more tired than normal, could only hold down toast in the morning and the thought of coffee made her nauseous. She was pregnant.
She sat on the toilet with her head in her hands for longer than she thought. She didn’t hear when Matteo flood in or even called her name, she was too in her own head to notice until he came into the bathroom and removed her hands from her face.
“Ma petite chérie what is wrong?”
“Matteo I have something to tell you, I’m sorry I had no idea how this happened. We were always so careful and I’ve been on the potion since I was 16. I even took it the year on the run how in the world could this have happe-“
He cut her off with a quick kiss, held her face in his hands and gently caressed her cheeks with his thumb.
“Darling, please tell me what is wrong.”
“I’m pregnant” she said barely above a whisper.
He sat there for a few seconds, eyes wide and mouth slack open. “You…me…I…we’re…we’re having a baby!” He jumped up and grabbed a hold of Hermione and brought her in for a fierce hug. “Oh chérie, you are going to be the best mother! And I am to be a father! This could not be better news!” He was absolutely thrilled and Hermione could not be happier. She wasn’t sure how he would take the news as they had decided for a March wedding next year and had planned to work for another 2-3 years before starting a family.
“You’re okay that it doesn’t go with our plan?”
“How could I be mad when you gave me two of the greatest gifts known to man.” He smiled his brilliant smile at her and she knew he was being genuine.
“Two?”
“Of course. You have given me a child, but not before you promised to become my wife. I need nothing else in life.”
She couldn’t contain her happiness as she jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him as passionately as she physically could, sending sparks of want straight to her core. Before she knew it she was stripped down to the nude and he was taking her right there on the bathroom counter. They made it quick as they had guests on the way.
After they both finished, they quickly dressed and as Hermione was stepping out into the living room she heard a knock on the door. She wasted no time as she rushed to the door and didn’t even bother looking through the peephole. Before she could get any words out she was engulfed in a tight embrace. Much different from Blaise’s, Pansy was quite thin but had a good few inches on Hermione, and the fact that she was in heels made her even taller.
As soon as the hug was over she was being swatted at.
“How” smack “dare” smack “you” smack “leave” smack “not write me” smack smack smack.
“Okay hun I think Hermione has got the picture.” Before Blaise could reach Hermione for a hug Pansy pulled the petite witch back in for another hug and Hermione hugged back with just as much force.
“I missed you too Pansy! You look amazing, time has done you well friend.” Hermione could not help the huge smile that crossed her face, she didn’t realize how much she missed Pansy until she was standing right in front of her again.
“Pshh hush, you look absolutely radiant! You got so hot Mione damn, if I swung the other way I’d be stealing you from your fiancé, no offense over there.”
Hermione couldn’t help but throw her head back and laugh. She missed Pansy’s outgoing and blunt personality.
“Pansy, meet my fiancé Matteo, Matteo, this is my good friend Pansy.”
“Bonsoir Pansy, Mia has told me so much about you. Please come in, we have soup and some horderves while dinner finishes up.”
The four of them made their way into the kitchen, Hermione poured them each a glass of wine, except herself of course, and they all stood around the island in the middle of the kitchen and chatted while the duck finished cooking. About 20 minutes later they all sat around Hermione’s dinner table, duck plated, wine glasses full while Blaise and Pansy told Matteo embarrassing stories about Hermione’s youth.
“Mione you have to try the wine Blaise brought over, it’s from his family’s vineyard and it was absolutely delicious.”
“Oh umm well actually I’m staying clear from wine for now.”
“Well for how long because we need to go do a wine tasting soon, now is the best time cause they just made a brand new red that is to die for.”
“Hmmm” Hermione pretended to think about it “give or take nine months then I’m all yours.” She couldn’t help the smirk that made its way to her face as she watched Blaise and Pansy realize what she just said.
“AHHHHHH” Pansy jumped up from the table and ran across to where Hermione was sitting and engulfed her in another tight embrace. “I'm going to be a godmother! Oh I can’t wait to spoil the little tyke! Oh sweet Salazar congratulations Mione I’m so happy for you!” She hugged her again and neither woman could help the tear that slipped from their eye.
“Hey now you said you would be the godmother?”
Smack “don’t even play with me like that Hermione” Pansy made her way back to her seat and couldn’t even pretend to scowl at Hermione. “Of course I’ll be the godmother, who else could even fill those shoes?” She couldn’t help the grin that made its way to her face. Hermione knew of course that she would make Blaise and Pansy the child’s godparents, she just hoped Matteo wouldn’t mind.
She looked over at her loving fiancé and saw that his eyes were already on her. He had a soft smile on her face, he loved seeing her happy. He would do whatever it took to keep her a happy woman, and if this was one of those things then so be it.
After about another good two hours Blaise and Pansy were headed home, but not without promising each other they would keep in touch and do dinner again soon. Matteo cleaned up the dinner mess while Hermione sat on the couch absolutely exhausted. She didn’t even realize she had called asleep until she felt herself being picked up from the couch and carried into her bedroom. Matteo vanished her clothes and snuggled her into the bed. He quickly discarded his clothes as well and slid in the bed beside her. He wrapped his arm tightly around her waist and pulled her back into his chest as close as it would go. He ran his hand down her side and protectively held his hand against her flat stomach.
“I promise to love you forever, both of you.” He whispered. Hermione barely heard it before she fell asleep with a smile on her face.