Chapter 82
Prompt: Unplanned Pregnancy
She stared at the test in disbelief.
The doctors had told her it was impossible, too much damage from the Cruciatus curse, but even so, she had used muggle means of contraception, paranoid of the possibility, no matter how minut.
Well, now the possibility was staring her right in the face and she fought down a fresh wave of nausea and wondered how she was going to tell Draco.
They had only been dating 6 months, officially that is, unofficially they had been sleeping together for the better part of a year, but that was between the two of them and Harry after an unfortunate incident of an unlocked door in the potions lab 8th year.
She was barely comfortable sharing her feelings with him and now she had to find a way to tell him she was pregnant. Draco had already begun to pull away the past two weeks and was currently holed up in her spare bedroom, as he had been every night for the past few nights.
Dropping her head into her hands, she allowed herself a few more minutes of despair before straightening up and making her way to the spare bedroom.
Deciding against knocking, Hermione pushed open the door and froze.
“Draco, what-”
Draco spun around to face her, his eyes wide.
“It’s not finished!”
Hermione blinked as she took in her now unrecognizable spare room. Gone were the boxes overflowing with various research boxes and a small bed in the corner. The room was now painted a light sea green with a soft white rug on the floor and a tiny bookshelf on the far wall.
However, it was the half made crib that stole her attention most; a pile of wood surrounded Draco with what appeared to be being put together both with muggle tools and magic.
She cleared her throat, but found herself unable to speak as she held back her tears.
“How?” she croaked.
Draco’s responding smile was all she needed to open the flood gates and Hermione collapsed into his chest, sobbing.
“It was the tapestry at the manor,” Draco began, “A few weeks ago I was having tea with mother and I went to grab you a book from father’s study. I saw an heir being woven beneath my name and I don’t even know what happened next because I think I passed out, but I knew I had to do something.”
He paused, pulling Hermione back so that he could look into her eyes before saying the next part.
“I knew you’d be scared. Scared of the baby, but also scared of how I’d be as a father. I just wanted to show you that I am nothing like my father, I will be here for everything.”
Hermione leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to his lips, knowing this was the moment she’d tell their child, she fell in love with their father.