She led us into the house. It was brighter than I had remembered. Maybe that was because of the lack of impending doom and Voldemort living there part time, or maybe it just really was brighter. We walked by one room and Mrs Malfoy stuck her head in. She was about to let us in when her face fell and she slammed the door and led us further into the house without a word. Finally, it seemed, we came to a room that she approved of. The room was brightly lit by a large, crystal chandelier the color of a peach. The walls were also reminiscent of a peach and had a deep green lining. All in all it was a rather lovely affect. Quite opposite of the last time I was here.

Mrs Malfoy sat in a large, poofy arm chair and gestured for us to sit on the couch across from her. Malfoy and I sat on opposite ends, as far from each other as possible. Mrs Malfoy raised her eyebrows in interest and even though she chose not to say anything, our small action added to the building tension this room now contained.

"Well — um Draco dear, would you like to explain who she is?" She glanced down at the book and back to my rather large bump and spoke again. "I think I can put two and two together, but I'd much rather here it from you." Malfoy let out a huge sigh and looked at me carefully. I nodded for him to continue and looking down at the floor he started the story.

"So mother, I'm sure you remember the dance I told you about. You sent me a dress."

"Yes I remember. I have the picture right here. Why was it red."

"Sorry." I mumbled. "The red looked better on me."

"Never you mind." She said to me. "Continue Draco."

"Well, Granger here was my partner. At the party, it was unsupervised and we — erm — we drank a bit too much."

"A bit!" I cut in, "Merlin Malfoy." I was laughing. "If you call drinking about twenty bottles single handedly a little then —" I was lost to my laughter. Malfoy gave me a look and I shut up almost immediately. "Sorry Mrs Malfoy." I mumbled.

"Call me Narcissa. I have a strange feeling we are family now." Malfoy and I blushed and Narcissa smiled gently at me and then glared at Malfoy to continue. It was about to get even more awkward.

"Well," he continued, "we drank so much that — well — stuff happened." A knowing smirk appeared on Narcissa's face. It made me feel uncomfortable.

"You mean you had —"

"YES mother that is quite what I mean, but please stop interrupting!" I had never seen Draco Malfoy's face quite so red, except maybe the time he was accused of being in a relationship with an apple. Then, once he had composed himself he continued. "A bit after the party, Hermione found out she was pregnant." Narcissa clapped with joy. "Her boyfriend freaked out and left after poisoning me and —"

"Wait wait wait YOU GOT A GIRL WITH A BOYFRIEND PREGANAT! Draco Malfoy I thought I raised you better, sure we need an heir, but this was uncalled for just imagine —" the rant went on for some time and I must say it was really quite wonderful to hear Malfoy being bashed by his own mother. After a while I cut in.

"Narcissa. Malfoy isn't quite telling the whole story. When Ronald found out I was pregnant he blamed it on Malfoy so Professor McGonagall has had us spend all of our time together. Ronald lost his temper one day and was removed from the school before he could cause any further harm, and after he poisoned your son. He brought me here — well, I really don't know why." I looked at Malfoy for an answer.

"Granger got most of it. There isn't much more to tell. Oh, and she doesn't have a boyfriend anymore I mean I'm her boyfriend now." I glared at him and he glared right back.

"Ok then," Narcissa proceeded slowly. "Granger, may I talk with toy privately for a moment?"

"My name is Hermione." I said glaring at Malfoy. "And of course." I was about to get up when Malfoy dragged me down by the arm. He pulled me into him and forced a kiss on my lips. I found his lip and bit down as hard as I could, drawing blood. Lots of it. We backed away quickly.

"Fuck you Granger." He whispered under his breath. He wiped away the blood. "I'll get you back for this if it's the last thing I do." Satisfied, I followed Narcissa out the door. She pulled me into another room and placed a cold hand gently onto my stomach.

"I'm so glad I'm going to be a grandmother." She gushed. "I can't believe it." Obviously she didn't remember me as the person her sister had tortured or I don't think she would be being quite so kind to me. "But I do feel that something is off about your relationship with me son. Is there anything you should tell me?" She looked at me and I felt like I should tell her everything, but I decided not to. I don't know why I was saving Malfoy's sorry arse, but whatever.

"No, everything is fine. I'm afraid you must be mistaken."

"Then you'll be fine in Draco's room I suppose. I shouldn't need to ready the guest room, oh and be careful you don't want to hurt the baby." She winked and I blushed. "If you need anything I'm here for you Hermione. Oh and" she waved her wand at me and all of a sudden my baby's bulge seemed to disappear. I shrieked. "Don't worry, I cast a charm so it will be less noticeable. The baby should continue to grow fine." She smiled at me and pulled me into a hug. This was going to be one interesting Christmas.