Author: blacksouledbutterfly (me)
Summary: I always knew you would be the one to make me cry....
They sat utterly silent.
You had retreated to the other room with our daughter. She was rambling on about something she did in her daycare program and you were listening. You were bored with it I could tell but she is your daughter and you wanted to listen to her.
Because even though you just met her you loved her more than anything.
And Harry and Ron sat across from me blank looks on their face.
Luna had that stupid all-knowing smile on her face and at that point I wondered how Luna and Ron ever got together in the first place.
True it was pretty obvious in our fifth year that Luna had a crush on Ron but all she seemed to do then is annoy him so when he started dating her I was shocked to say the least.
Though I suppose that the one you love is usually the one to drive you completely mental.
I know that was the case with you and me.
Ginny was busy brining another pot of tea over to the table.
I sipped my tea slowly. It was hot and scorched my throat and for a moment I flinched.
Ron cleared his throat loudly and my tea cup clanked against the table as I set it down.
“Explain!” Ron demanded.
I took a breath and heard Danica laughing in the next room.
“What exactly do you want me to explain?” I asked.
Ron scoffed at me. “Explain why our greatest enemy is your daughter’s father! How did this happen?”
I smiled slightly. “Ron, don’t you know where babies come from?”
His ears turned slightly red and then Harry spoke up. “What he means to ask is how it came about that Draco was Danica’s father,” Harry said, pushing his glasses up with his pointer finger.
“Its not easy to explain,” I told them.
“Well, when did you start to./….um, date him?” Ginny asked, sitting down at the table.
Her stomach was slightly enlarged and it then hit me that she was once again pregnant. Not that I was surprised really. After all the Weasley family tended to have many children. (Fred and George had four kids each already).
She was even glowing. How could I have not notice before?
“We were still at school,” I tell them.
“Calm down, Ron,” Luna says, putting her hand on his shoulder.
Ron looks at her briefly and then looked back at me. “Why?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know.”
I looked out the window for a minute. There is a great wind outside that bangs branches against the side of the house.
I sigh. “It just happened.”
I look at Harry’s face and then at Ron’s./ “Somewhere in-between trying to stop Voldermort and school and everything I….” I stopped for a second, sipped my tea. “I fell in love with him.”
“But he’s Malfoy!”
“Ron,” Harry said.
His voice sounded like a warning and Ron shut his mouth.
“I know what he is, Ron,” I told him.
“Ron, you don’t control who you love,” Ginny told her brother as if to her is was absurd that he didn’t know that.
He looked at me then at Ginny and then back at me. “But, Hermione, he’s engaged to Pansy.”
I looked at the tea. “Was.”
“What do you mean?”
I glanced at Harry. “He doesn’t want to marry her,” I told him.
He blinked a few times. “He told you this?”
“He could be lying.” Ron says.
“And why would I do that?”
I look to the door where you are leaning. You have your arms folded across your chest and that smirk on your face that you wore so many times when we were in school. You looked incredibly handsome and at the same time you looked incredibly pompous.
“Because that is what the Malfoy family does,” Ron hissed.
“Well, Weasley, if you must know, I wasn’t lying to Hermione.”
I hid my smile behind my tea cup.
“As a matter-of-fact,” you continued. “I am planning on marrying Hermione.”
Ron scoffed. “As if your mother would allow that!”
You quirked an eyebrow. “Oh? Well, then you ought to know it was her who told me to find Hermione and fix things between us.”
I choked on my tea and Luna patted my back as I coughed. “She did?” I asked, once my coughing fit subsided.
You merely nodded. “Yes.”
“How did she know about Hermione in the first place?” Harry asked.
I wondered that too.
“I told her,” you responded as if the question bored you. “How else would she know?”
“Does she know about Danica?” Luna asked.
You spared her a glance and then shook your head. “No.”
You smirked once more than. “But I was planning on introducing her to my mother is that is alright with Hermione of course.”
I blinked a few times. Did I want her to meet Danica? Well, I did think that she should know her family. And what would it hurt?
“Its fine with me,” I told you.
You smiled at me. “Then we should go now.”
I looked at you and then back at my friends.
Setting my tea down I stood up and nodded. “Lets introduce Danica to her grandmother,” I said.