Chapter13 - Party at Malfoy Manor
A/N: Thank you to my beta Jacy, you rock
"Draco did you find your watch?" Blaise asked, but stopped upon seeing Draco's face. "What's the matter?"
"I just overheard Hermione and Harry talking to my mum. Hermione's pregnant!" Draco said softly.
"She is?" Blaise said trying hard to act surprised because, of course, she already knew.
"They said they were going to tell me in a couple of weeks," Draco said again in hushed tone.
"Really, how long has she been pregnant?" Blaise asked
"About two weeks," Draco said.
"Are you mad?" Blaise asked in concern.
"Well I was when I first heard, but now I am happy that she's pregnant with Harry's child and not some nobody," Draco said.
"So you're not mad?" Blaise asked
"No, I actually am happy. I am going to be an uncle!" Draco said excitedly.
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Harry came in with the two women on his arm. Mrs. Malfoy went to go talk to her friends as Harry and Hermione went to look for Draco and Blaise, who were already on the dance floor. Hermione begged Harry to go and dance with her.
"Please Harry this is my favorite song," Hermione pleaded.
"I don't know how to dance," Harry said.
"Everybody knows how to dance," Hermione said sarcastically.
"Well I am not one of them," Harry said.
"Come on! Please?" Hermione pouted.
"Alright, I'll give it a try," Harry said as he got up from his chair.
Hermione dragged him the dance floor. She grabbed his waist and began to move to the beat of the music. He began to get the hang of it after ten minutes. Harry turned out to be a very good dancer and so did Hermione. They soon were having a good time. They sat down after three hours of dancing.
"It's hot in here," Harry said as he wiped his forehead.
"Yeah," Hermione said.
"Do you want anything to drink?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I'll have water with ice and a slice of lemon to the right," Hermione ordered.
"Okay I'll be right back," Harry said as he got up from his seat.
"Oh and don't forget a straw that bends on the top!"
Harry went up to the bar and ordered his drinks.
"Hey Harry," Draco said as he ordered his drink.
"So, you having a good time?" Harry asked.
"It's the same party we've had every year with the same people for the last eighteen years. It really hasn't change. The only thing that's different is that you are here."
"Does anyone from school usually come?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, Blaise and her family come every year but her mom is in Azkaban and her dad is in Ireland on business, the Law twins come every year but they are in France with their mum for Christmas, Todd's parents only come because Todd isn't allowed to come here since he and Hermione broke up. Crabbe and Goyle used to come but ever since they turned out to be Death Eaters, we no longer associate with them. Zane Lawrence and his family come but I think only his parents came this year," Draco explained.
"I take it you're having a good time then?" Harry added.
"Yeah I am - what about you?" Draco asked.
"I'm having a blast," Harry said as he grabbed his drinks and waited for Draco.
"That's good to hear," Draco said as they walked back to the table.
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"So your mum is happy that you're pregnant?" Blaise asked.
"Yeah, she is really looking forward to being a grandma," Hermione said.
"So when are you going to tell Draco?" Blaise asked.
"Well… I guess next week," Hermione said unsure.
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"Here you go sweetheart," Harry said as he handed her drink.
"Thanks sweetie," Hermione said and sipped her drink.
"So what were you and Mum talking about?" Draco asked.
"What do you mean? What talk?" Hermione asked with a little worry.
"Well, you and Harry were gone for a long time," Draco said curiously.
"Oh, we were talking about your Christmas gift," Harry said quickly. "So, when do we buy those Quidditch World Cup tickets?" Harry asked as he sipped his butterbeer, quickly changing the subject.
"Um…I would think in April if we want to get good seats," Draco said.
Harry and Draco got in a long conversation about who was going to be in the Quidditch World Cup while Hermione and Blaise talked about each other's outfits.
"Harry, I'm hungry, can you go get me something to eat?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, I'm hungry myself. What do you want?" Harry asked.
"Turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn on the cob, cooked carrots and peas, a roll of bread, salad without onions or radish and no dressing and a slice of apple pie with vanilla ice cream on the side," Hermione ordered.
"Did you skip breakfast and lunch?" Draco asked
"Um…Yeah, I woke up late and I didn't get to eat all day," she said quickly.
"Yeah you were too busy in Harry's room shagging," Draco said with his signature smile.
"DRACO!" Hermione screamed.
"Draco, that's Harry and Hermione's business," Blaise said.
"You're right. Blaise what do you want to eat?" Draco asked.
"I will have turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn on the cob, and roll of bread."
"Do you want any dessert?" Draco asked.
"A slice of apple pie too, but I don't want ice cream."
"Okay we will be right back," Harry said.
"Hey Harry, is Hermione alright?" Draco asked.
"Yeah, she's probably just hungry," Harry said.
"Maybe you're right," Draco said with a smile.
They ordered their dinner and talked about snowboarding tricks while they waited. They got their food and went back to their table. As they ate, they shared embarrassing Christmas moments. Draco almost choked from laughing when he heard Blaise's embarrassing moment in Greece. They waited about fifteen minutes after they ate before going back to the dance floor. They danced and they even did karaoke with different Christmas carols. Harry and Draco must have had one too many drinks because they sang Hark the Herald rather differently. Hermione and Blaise laughed the entire time. Harry and Draco came back from the stage laughing. They were obviously very drunk.
"Harry, I don't think that I have ever laughed through Hark the Angels," Blaise laughed.
"Yeah, I don't think I have heard that version before," Hermione chuckled.
"Oh Harry, Draco that was the funniest thing I have ever seen. Good thing that the McAlester bought me that Muggle film camera so I could show it to everyone next year," Mrs. Malfoy laughed; she too was a little drunk.
"What are you talking about? We were great up there," Draco said and patted Harry on the back.
"Yeah, hey Edward could you bring us another round?" Harry asked rather tipsily.
"Oh no, the next thing that you will be drinking is coffee. Edward could you bring two cups coffees instead?"
"Yes ma'am," the little house elf said and disappeared. Meanwhile, Harry and Draco went back up on the stage and sang Jingle Bell Rock. On the second chorus, Harry tripped on the microphone cord and Draco tripped over Harry's leg. They got back up laughing and kept on singing. After the song, they went back to the table and drank their coffee. It took three cups of coffee for them to get sober.
As soon as the last guest left, everybody fell on the couch. They were exhausted. Hermione never knew that a Malfoy Christmas party could be that much fun. Mrs. Malfoy retreated back to her bedroom and Draco and Blaise left together.
"Do you need me to carry you to your room?" Harry asked
"Would you?" Hermione pleaded. Harry picked her up and they headed back to Hermione's room. Thank god her room wasn't too far away. Harry opened her door and placed her on her bed.
"Thanks Harry," Hermione said as she took off her jewelry and placed it into a safe.
"No problem," he said as he made himself comfortable on her bed.
"Will you be joining me?" he asked
"I'm way too tired to make love tonight," Hermione said as she got her pajamas.
"That's not what I meant. I mean - do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?" Harry asked with a smile.
"Sure, why not?" Hermione said as she got out of her bathroom.
Harry rushed over to her and carried her to his room. He opened his door and placed her on his bed. He went over to his dresser and got into his pajamas.
"Hey Hermione, I was…" Before he could finish, Harry saw Hermione fast asleep. He smiled and headed to the bed. He tucked her in and turned off his desk light, getting into bed. He laid on his back thinking to himself. That was the best Christmas Eve party he had ever been to. He quickly fell asleep.