
Chapter 85
Prompt: Nobody has to know
Harry hadn't stopped pacing since she'd told him. Finally he stopped and stalked over to Hermione, his hands on her shoulders in what was meant to be a comforting gesture.
"It's ok, nobody has to know," he declared, voice firm as though he had solved a problem.
Hermione took a breath struggling to stay calm. She knew Harry had meant well, but he was dangerously close to being the victim of at least one oppugno.
"Harry," she began, her voice saccharine sweet, "are you suggesting that Draco and I keep the birth of our child a secret?"
"He's a DEATH EATER, I'm supposed to just believe he isn't capable of imperiusing yo-"
Harry flew across the room and crumpled to the floor as Hermione stood over him, wand out, fury radiating from her.
"He is my husband Harry. It will do you well to remember that."