So I'm back with a new story. I haven't forgotten my other ones, but I had this one for a long time now and I wanted to post it. I hope you like it. Thanks to my beta ScarlettBlush, she rocks! Please remember to review; I really need to know how I am doing. HAPPY READING AND HAPPY THANKS GIVING!

Hello my name is Hermione Granger; you might know me as the Gryffindor-Know-It-All. You might wonder what happened with me and my friends when I finished Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft.

Well this is the story…

Harry defeated Voldemort after an entire year searching for Horcruxes. It wasn't easy; I was there to help and I can guarantee you that we went through hell. We almost got caught in the Ministry of Magic, we nearly got killed in Godric's Hallow and we almost got our asses burnt by a dragon in Gringotts. Not only that, Harry almost got killed, but for some weird reason, the killing curse didn't kill him………..again and I got tortured by Bellatrix, she seemed to be on a mission to hit me with the Cruciatus Curse over and over again.

After Voldemort was defeated, Professor McGonagall offered us an opportunity to go back to school and finish our seventh year. Harry and Ron didn't take it; they said that they really didn't need it. Ron was planning to work with his brother George in his joke shop; partly because he wanted too, but also because he didn't want to leave his brother alone after losing his twin, Fred. Harry, on the other hand didn't really need it. He had job offers flooding in from everywhere. Me, well I decided to go back to school, not that I really needed it, like Harry and Ron I had a lot of jobs being offered my way but I simply didn't want to accept any of them without finishing my school year. Well you know how I am, right?

So, I went back to Hogwarts. I was the only one who returned, most of the people of my year graduated and the other ones who hid for the year decided that they didn't want to go back. According to them they knew all the magic they needed.

A year later I was out of school and working in the Ministry of Magic. They gave me the position of undersecretary of Kingsley Shacklebolt, where I still work. Kingsley was and is the Ministry of Magic. You may wonder why I had that position when there was always the possibility for me to have a better one. Well, to be honest, I wanted to work there, I wanted to give my personal ideas and opinions to Kingsley; he's a very wise man and always let me express myself.

Two years later I was supporting a campaign for "Free the House Elves."

That's where I met the love of my life…well met him better.

Who is he? Well the one and only, Draco Malfoy!

What!?

Yeah, I know, no one thought he and I could be together, but it happened.

We met two days after I started working in the Ministry. I'm not going to lie; we weren't able to shut up when we were near each other, I was always calling him names and he was always sneering at me. I didn't want to be near him, you see he still had that prejudice about mudbloods. Kingsley thought it was a good idea to give him special work and told me (well more as command me) to work with him.

We spent days and days fighting over the most stupid things. What was I wearing? Why he dressed in black all the time? What happened to my hair? Where was Pansy? Etc.

Two months after working together we realized that the fight and comments were getting old. I mean we are mature adults; we weren't supposed to act like little kids, so I pulled out my courage and talked to him. Since that day we made a truce.

Six months after working together I realized that I liked him.

Draco changed a lot after school. The mudblood thing was all faked. He only pretended because of his name and his father. His father was always telling him how to act despite the fact that Draco was a grown man.

Seven months after working together, on a random day finishing our work Draco grabbed my hand, turned me to him and kissed me. He had no idea why he did it, but I liked it. It felt good.

Nine months working together and we were already flirting with each other, we would kiss randomly and we were always talking to each other out of work hours.

Simply put; I was falling for him.

Ten months later we were done with the work he was meant to do but we decided to keep seeing each other.

One year after finally meeting each other very single day, well we decide to be exclusive. What could happen?

Since that moment it has been eight months. I have to tell you, during the first four months nothing happened between us except for talking. I didn't want to have sex with him because, well, I was still a virgin and I was waiting for the perfect person. For me Draco was the perfect man. I remember my first time like it was yesterday….. my first time...our first time together…

The moment I told him that I wanted to be with him physically he was really excited but he told me that he was going to make it really special since I was virgin. He wanted my first time to be memorable.

A week later he took me to the Wizard Hotel in London…

The room was really beautiful but more beautiful was the bed; it was queen size, with white sheets and it was covered in red petals of roses. To be specific the entire room was covered in roses.

Gently, very gently, he placed me on the bed and a minute too soon we were naked and panting.

"Relax," he said when he was positioned himself right at my core.

I took a deep breath and a second later he was entering his big member inside me.

I moaned both in pleasure and pain.

"It's okay….the pain will go soon," he said stroking my face softly.

Draco was an expert in this; he knew exactly what to say.

When I was finally relaxed he started pumping in and out of me.

The pleasure was incredible. I never thought it could be this good.

A couple of minutes later or almost an hour later we were coming down.

"You were incredible," he said kissing me softly one more time before rolling to the side grabbing me, making sure that I was looking at him.

"Thanks," I said before falling asleep.

See, it was beautiful.

The only thing that is missing in our relationship is that we haven't told each other the "L" word. Why? Well I don't want to say it first, and I don't want to push him to say it either.

It's weird, I know by this time couples should already have told to each other that they love each other.

Anyways.

So, are Harry and Ron okay with this?

Well yes, you see they sort of saw it coming once Draco and I started working together. They saw the chemistry between us. It was only a matter of time they said. Harry is really happy for me, Ron, well it has taken him some time but he has realized that there is nothing he could do to change my mind.

What about Draco's parents?

They have no idea of our relationship. Draco has made everything possible to hide it from them. They still believe Mudbloods are dirty and filthy. Draco says that his father could even try to hurt me if he finds out. I personally believe that Draco is scared of his father, but that's something that I'm not telling him.

So now that I have given the summary of my life its' time to come back to the present…

I'm sitting on my desk reading the Quibbler; Luna gave me a free membership. Kingsley is supposed to be here any minute; he's going to give me some orders to get into the house of a powerful wizard family, we know that this family hides dark objects. You see there are still a lot of jackasses that try to bring back Voldermort, they don't realize that he's not coming back.

"Hello, Miss Granger," Kingsley says grinning when he enters my office.

"Hello Minister," I say grinning back at him.

"Oh please, you know that you don't have to call me that."

"I know...so did you found the house that we are searching for?" I ask standing up to get him a cup of tea.

"Yes…do you know the Stevenson's'?"

"Hmm…I think I have heard something about them," I say sitting back down, looking through my papers to see what I can find out about this family.

"Well apparently they have some dark objects in their house. I need you Granger to gather the Aurors and explain. They should go fast. Oh and tell Malfoy as well. He's good recognizing Dark stuff," he says standing up, accepting the cup of tea and walking out of the office.

"Okay," I say walking after him.

I walk through the halls smiling and waving at people. Much of the workers like to suck up to me, since I am practically the right hand of Kingsley.

Finally, getting to the meeting room where the Aurors are I release a heavy sigh, the place is packed.

"Hi," I say standing behind the podium.

"Hello Granger," some of them greet back.

I grin sheepishly. I know why ALL of them are here; Harry has told me that they see me as the "forbidden fruit" since I'm Draco's girlfriend. Most of them are jealous of Draco's look, which I really don't understand. Why? Because Draco is gorgeous but some of them are as well.

"So, the Minister sent me here to give you some orders about a house that carries some Dark Objects. I only need two of you since the third one, Kingsley told me, needs to be Draco. So Harry and Christopher please, can you go to this house?"

"Sure," says Harry.

"Of course," says Christopher, a really tall man with dark skin, really big muscles and wide darks eyes.

Don't want to be cruel, but he's sort of scary sometimes.

"So…thanks to the rest for coming. Now please, back to work," I say walking to Harry and Christopher, whose nickname is Chris. "Well when do you think you could go?"

"Today if you like to," Chris says fast. He's always ready to fight and work.

"Well… okay let's see I need to go and tell Draco."

"Draco will say yes," Harry says smiling before walking out of the meeting room.

I smile back and walk out to go to Draco's office. To be honest I don't know if he's going to agree. He doesn't like getting involved with purebloods. For that reason he doesn't work like an Auror.

"Hey babe," I say when I walk inside his little office.

Draco works in the Department of Mysteries. We still don't know how he got the job here. I don't want to be unsupportive but he sort of has a bad reputation. We believe that Lucius gave him his job.

Draco is sitting in his desk; the place is covered in books and papers.

"Hey baby," he mumbles.

"So," I say sitting down in front of the desk. "Kingsley wants you to do something with two Aurors."

"Really?" he says finally lifting his head.

I smile when I see his eyes. I love those eyes!

"Yes…you see there's this house that contains some Dark Objects. The family is called the Stevenson's…"

"Hermione I have told you and the Minister many times that I'm not getting involve with people of my own line," he says sighing.

"I know that you have said that to me. But Draco, Kingsley believes that you are an expert in Dark Artifacts."

"You tell Kingsley that I'm not going," he spat stubbornly. Oh I should probably tell you that Draco and his family don't like the Minister. But well Kingsley doesn't like the Malfoy's either.

"Draco you can't say no to the Minister. He's your boss!"

"He's not my boss, Hermione, Grint is my boss," he says going back to work.

"Yeah and he's Grint's boss which automatically makes him yours too."

"I'm not going and that's final."

"Fine," I say standing up.

"Fine," he says back looking at me.

"Fine," I say walking to the door. "If you don't go well then I'll go. I know Dark Artifacts as well as you," I say very firmly.

"What?! Hermione you can't go to the Stevenson's house. They're a really dangerous family," he says standing up.

"It's the only thing I can do if you don't want to do the job."

He starts taking deep breath s and I can tell that his thinking about it. That's something I have in my favor; I have Draco in the palm of my hands.

"Fine," he sneers. "I'll go."

I smile widely and say, "Harry and Christopher are ready to go today. I'll tell them that you agreed to go."

"Hermione," he calls when I walk out of the office.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to do this for you this time. But please, please tell Kingsley that I don't like getting involved with my father's friends. I don't want him to get upset."

"Yeah," I mumble, getting seriously angry. I'm sick of his damn father!

I walk back to my office; irritation is visible on my face. I hate when Draco does stuff like that. He's such a daddy's boy!

Two hours later…

I'm sitting in my desk reading some of the papers that Kingsley brought. It's almost time to finish work for the day. I'm so glad.

I want to take a hot shower, drink some hot chocolate and do something that I've been keeping in hold because I'm truly scared of it.

When the time comes to go, I walk fast out of the Ministry of Magic. I can't afford to let someone see me, I'm sure they are going to start stirring gossip around work for the next day. I practically run to the safety zone and Apparate to my flat.

I live in a magic community near Godric Hallow. Anyway you should know that I love my flat. It's not the biggest place, but it's really comfortable. Draco doesn't like it, he thinks that a place as little as mine should hardly be considered a house. He thinks more of it as The Room, which has two bedrooms, two bathrooms (one in my room, which is supposed to be the master room but it's almost the same sizes than the other room), a tiny kitchen (which I don't mind being so little because I barely cook), and a spacious living room.

I walk to my room, take my shoes off and go to the bathroom to take a long bath.

An hour later I'm out feeling fresh.

Now is the time. I can't prolong this any longer.

I go to my purse and search for the little thing that is going to sort of certify if I am or not.

I look at the little stick as if it is a disgusting worm.

I'm not going to put all my trust in this little thing, if it comes out positive I'm going to do a magic test and then a lab test.

Sorry, I haven't told you. For three weeks now I've been waking up nauseas and dizzy. At first I thought it was a virus but now I'm not sure about it. I've been having mood swings, and a lot of dizzy spells, and a hate the smell of my own perfume. Yeah I know you are thinking the same as I am. Maybe I'm pregnant?

I go to the bathroom and do my necessity in the stick.

I read in the instructions that I have to wait for five minutes to see if I am or not. If it comes out blue I am, if it comes out pink, well I'm not. I'm cheering for pink right now. I love children but now is not the time to have one, although if it comes out positive I'm not going to get rid of it. I'm going to learn how to be a mother. I'm going to be a responsible adult. It's like they say, "If you do the crime, you've got to pay the price," or something like that.

I put the little stick in the basin, while I wait a clean the toilet (because I have to occupied my mind) and wash my hands.

Time's up! I take the stick and close my eyes. I don't have the courage to look at it. My feet and hands are literally shaking. I feel like screaming and crying…and this is just because I don't really want to look at the stick and get scared of the results.

I take a deep breath and realize that there's nothing I can do. I need to get over this, if it's not now, it's going to be tomorrow, or maybe the next day.

I look at the stick and my heart stops.

There it is…the freaking color that I so love but right now I want to disappear from the world.

Shit!

This might me a mistake, like I said I can't trust a pee stick. I take my wand and decide to do the magic test. I'm not sure how to do it, I have never done it. Lavender, a long time told me that if the wand lights a color purple it was negative, that if it came out yellow is was positive.

So I take another deep breath and mumble the words.

I look at my wand and the confirmations are over. It's lighting yellow.

My God! What am I going to do now? How am I supposed to tell Draco? What is he going to say?

All I know right now is that I need a long sleep.

Two weeks later…

I'm in my house cleaning the living room. I haven't told Draco about the pregnancy; to be honest I don't know how. Draco is so into his job, I don't want him to think that now his life is screwed completely.

To make it even worse, he's been a little distant. I don't know why and I haven't asked. In Draco's case sometime it's better to leave him alone until he's back to his normal self.

I'm lost in thoughts when I hear a loud "crack" in the chimney.

"Hey," I say when I see Draco coming out of the Floo network, shaking his head to take the aches away.

"Hey," he says in a reserved tone.

"I wasn't expecting you. I thought we weren't going out tonight?" I say walking to him and giving him a peck in his lips which he doesn't return. "What's wrong?"

"Hermione…we need to talk," he whispers.

"Yes…we do," I say thinking that he already knows about the pregnancy. You see I told Harry about it. He took it rather well, I was expecting to hearing a bomb shell but he was happy. "I'm sorry I haven't told you, you see I've been so nervous about your reaction."

He sits down on my couch looking bewildered. "What are you talking about?" he asks after a couple of seconds.

"I…I," I sit down next to him and reply, "I thought Harry told you. I'm sorry I have kept it a secret. I didn't like it, but like I said I was scared of your reaction. I hope you are happy like I am."

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You don't?" I ask, confused. If he doesn't know yet, why is he acting so weird? That doesn't matter right now, all I want to do is get over with this, and I guess is time to let him know what's going on. "Draco…I'm…I'm pregnant," I whisper looking him in the eyes.

His eyes widen and show me a lot of things at the same time, but not what I'm searching for. I don't see happiness in them at all. Maybe anger, sadness, shock…but not happiness.

After a couple of minutes of an awkward silence he says, "Wow that sounds like a big problem."

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