Title: Expecting
Author:
scarysnapeyRating: G
Word Count: 100
A/N: Written for
dmhgchallenge challenge this month. I won third place, banner up later.
Hermione stumbles out of the room as another wave of nausea hits, leaving Draco groggy and confused where he was sleeping on the bed.
“Draco,” she gasps. “You have to- I need them. I’m going to die.”
Through sleep-clouded ears he attempts to register the potion or ingredient she’s referring to, and then it hits him like a freight-train. He returns with the bag under his arm and thrusts it into her hands.
“Bloody pregnancy,” he murmurs, collapsing on the bed as Hermione devours the Peppermint Imps furiously, a look of absolute rapture on her face.
“I love you, Draco.”
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Also, what the heck does this mean?