Hermione thought she could leave hints around the house mostly the area where her husband would be, in his office, the library, even putting little hints on his rack of brooms outside. But to her luck, Draco Malfoy, husband to Hermione Granger of four and a half years, didn't even notice her little hints.
This time she placed a magazine on the bench. He would walk past the kitchen bench where she had placed a magazine catalogue of baby clothes and head towards the kitchen, yet there were also a time when he would stand behind the counter with the magazine in front of him, his eyes would gaze towards the magazine, flipped through and leave the kitchen, leaving Hermione with an annoyed huff and a glare towards the back of his head.
The next day she tries again with a knitted Slytherin scarf just for him to get the hint. It was hard to knit a green scarf when her heart belongs to Gryffindor but she thinks this time he'll realize what she's been trying to say through a small green scarf.
"Hermione." He calls out.
Yes. Now he's getting it. She thinks.
"Yeah?"
"When are we going to stop getting these baby catalogs? And is this a tiny Slytherin scarf?"
Hermiome loudly sighs and left to her library.
"Hermione?" He confusedly called out.