The Marriage Law COMPLETE

Chapter 16 - A fright

Hermione woke up to feel a heavy lump pressing against her abdomen, "Uh, get off Crookshanks." She mumbled trying to lift the heavy object off of her. It was at that moment when Hermione reached out to touch what she thought was a cat that she screamed. She jumped out of bed as a startled Draco stirred and sat up, pulling 'Crookshanks' or rather his arm back towards him. 

"What the hell were you doing in the bed?" Screamed Hermione, pulling the blanket around her, Draco looked at her then smirked, quite honestly he had no idea how he hadn't ended up in her bed, but he wasn't going to let her know that. "I don't know, you ask me" He sniggered as he looked Hermione up and down.

"This can't be happening you perv," screeched Hermione as she gathered her blanket around her further.

"Relax, I don't know why I'm here either." Draco said. Then it hit him like a trunk of Nifflers, "Oh!" He exclaimed jumping up out of the bed. Hermione may not have liked him in his bed, and she may have thought that he was an arrogant arse but she had to say he did have a nice body, his six-pack was on full display in front of her, and she couldn't help but stare.

"Um, Hermione?" Draco said, Hermione snapped out of her trance and looked up. "I know why I was  in your bed, but it doesn't look like it matters to you anymore." He sniggered. Hermione through a pillow at him and stalked out of the room. What an arrogant git she thought as she set about making breakfast.

Draco came out of the room a few minutes later to the smell of frying bacon. He sat down at the counter and watched Hermione as she cooked. "What do you want?" Hermione said, not taking her eyes off the bacon.

"Just so you know, I didn't choose to get into bed with you last night." Draco yawned, "We were told about the enchantment that forces us to sleep in the same bed just over a week ago. Don't you remember Miss Know-it-all?"

Hermione looked up, she had forgotten about that. "I guess I forgive you then." she muttered "Oh and please go put a shirt on, I don't want to be subjected to your half naked body."

Malfoy smirked, "Like what you see?" He questioned as he flexed his muscles.

"No!" Hermione said. While her heart screamed at her yes.

"We'll get used to it, because you're going to have to spend the rest of your life looking at them." He said, yet he still went out of the room to pull on a shirt. 

Draco's right, thought Hermione, there's no way out now, and to think I have to get pregnant with that jerk's baby in the next 3 months. Hermione sighed. This was going to be hard.

Draco returned a few minutes fully clothed and Hermione couldn't help but feel a little upset. "So Hermione, we need to get to know each other better." Draco said, Hermione looked at him and was surprised to find that he was sincere. 

"Um sure." She said sandwiching the bacon between slices of bread. 

"I was thinking we play a little  game over breakfast." Draco continued, picking up the sandwich off the counter and taking it to his stool. 

Hermione was unsure, but nodded her head as she sat down beside him and tucked in. 

"What's your favourite colour?" She said.

"Really? Well that's a lame first question. But I'd have to say black." Draco replied. "What about you."

"I like blue." Hermione replied, Draco nodded "like your Yule ball dress" he said. "You remember that?" Hermione said shocked.

"Yes." Draco said, looking at Hermione, he could see the shock in her face. "My turn. Are you a virgin?"

"What sort of question is that?" Hermione spluttered choking on her sandwich. 

"Tut tut Hermione, it's my turn to ask the question." Draco smirked, he could see her blush.

"So what if I am?" Hermione said, her cheeks flushed.

"Nothing, I was just wondering. That was a question Hermione so therefore it's my turn again." Draco said triumphantly as Hermione silently protested. "Did you love weasel?"

"What sort of questions are these? Never mind don't answer that," Hermione said, "I'm not sure, I think I did but I don't anymore." She said as she waved her plate over to the sink and set it to work cleaning itself. "What's your biggest secret." She asked a little too enthusiastically carding Draco to laugh. Hermione blushed she liked his laugh, it made her smile.

"That pure blood heritage thing, that never mattered to me, it was my father who pushed me to bully and torment people." Draco said, there was a silence, things had just become serious, "what about you?" Draco asked, changing the subject. 

"I don't know you well enough yet to tell you." Hermione said getting up and moving towards the bedroom door.

Draco took her hand, "Come on Hermione, I told you mine." He suddenly pulled her closer and suddenly they were nose to nose again. Hermione could feel her heartbeat elevate as she stood there not moving.