I quickly shove the box back in the cabinet and hide the used ones in the trash and cover them with toilet paper. I stand up and open the door. "Are you alright?" Draco says. "Yes." I lie. "No you are not. I can tell by your eyes." He says frowning.
"Draco..." I stutter. "Whatever it is you can tell me." He says. "I'm...i'm...pregnant." I say quietly. he looks at me with a shocked face. He runs a hand through his hair muttering to himself. "What?" I shout at him. He stops pacing and looks at me.
His eyes soften."It's fine. We will be fine. All three of us will be fine." He says placing a hand on my stomach. "We can't let anyone find out. It has to be a secret baby." I say. "I know. But what about when you get bigger what are we going to do?" He says. "I, I don't know how about we think about that when the time comes. It won't be for a while since I am probably only 2 months along."
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As we walk down the train isle many people stare at our intwined hands. I guess the news would have passed on by now that we spent the summer together at Malfoy manor. But the fact that we are married would be a conversation starter for anyone.
I see the castle as I step off and realize that I am home and I didn't matter so much that I was on the wrong side of the war. The very fact that I was at my home once again was calming enough.
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The resorting
FanfictionWhen you become a 5th year you must be resorted to see if you still fit the qualities of your former house. To signify that they you almost completed your schooling. But trouble arises when Ginny Weasley gets sorted into another house, breaking her...
