๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ '๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๏ฟฝ...

By Malxfelt22

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โ›๐Ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ž, ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐ญโœ Grieving ov... More

๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง & ๐‚๐š๐ฌ๐ญ
๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐๐จ?
๐ˆ๐ง๐ง๐จ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฒ
๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ
๐”๐ง๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
๐†๐จ๐จ๐๐›๐ฒ๐ž, ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ
๐’๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž, ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ
๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ '๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ž
๐‰๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ
๐“๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ
๐–๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฌ
๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐๐ข๐ž
๐€ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž
๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ข๐ซ
๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž
๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ
๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฒ๐ฌ
๐๐š๐ข๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ
๐€ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ž
๐Œ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ
๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž
๐‚๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
๐‘๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฏ๐š๐ฅ
๐’๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ž๐ฎ๐ซ
๐–๐ž๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐๐ž๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ž๐๐ฌ
๐€/๐: ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
๐”๐ง๐Ÿ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ
๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐“๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ
๐‘๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ
๐€๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐š'๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐š๐ญ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ค
๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ
๐€๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐š ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ
๐€๐Ÿ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ž๐š๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž
๐๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ž๐
๐“๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ
๐‡๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ญ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ

๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž

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By Malxfelt22

Your POV

It's been a month since Astoria announced her pregnancy to everyone and she gets every opportunity to rub her pregnancy to my face, telling everyone that Lucius is already spoiling the unborn child and is planning to buy the baby the best house. Tension has raised between Lucius and me as he kept rubbing the fact that Astoria can give him a grandchild. I overheard him talking to his friend a bit of their conversation.

"I can't believe Astoria is expecting Draco's child. That baby will be a true Malfoy. I wish Draco realizes that Astoria can give him everything, he should have married Astoria, she is more worthy to become a Malfoy." Lucius smirked.

"What about Y/N? She's a lovely woman. She understands that Draco is gonna become a father, she truly loves Draco, they are made for each other." The man said.

I ignored Astoria's comments about her pregnancy and focus on the plan. I was with Isabella, helping her with the carrots.

"Something bothering you?" Isabella asked. I let out a sigh and place down the knife.

"Astoria's pregnancy," I replied. "She keeps getting every opportunity to comment on her pregnancy to my face whenever she sees me. I feel like she wants me to react, let my guard down." She let out a sigh and sat down.

"I know it must be hard for you to see Draco being worried about his child and taking care of Astoria but  don't let her get under your skin." I nodded.

"I don't know how much I can take. Am I a bad person to wish that sometimes I don't want Draco's child to exist?" I let out a sigh.

"Y/N, you aren't a bad person. I know things will be complicated but I know you are a strong person who doesn't let other people tear you down." I let out a deep breath and nodded, playing with the chain of my necklace. Isabella noticed the gesture and smiled. "Do you ever take it off?"

"No," I replied, looking down at the chain. "It calms me down whenever I get anxious. Besides, it's silver and it reminds me of Draco's eyes."

"It's so cute how Draco has a nickname for you. Especially when he says it French." She let out a sigh while I smiled.

"I gotta go. I'll talk to you later." She nodded as I hugged her before leaving her house. I went back home to prepare the food when I heard the door open.

"Love, I'm home!" Draco's voice called out as he walked into the kitchen. I greeted him with a smile.

"Hello darling, how was work?" I asked as he walked towards me, wrapping his arms around me and resting his chin on my shoulder, letting out a sigh.

"It was alright. I just wanted to come home to you." He replied, kissing my shoulder. "What are you making?" He poked his head to the side to look down at the pot.

"I'm making pasta," I replied, turning my head to look at him. "How about you set up the table while I finish cooking the pasta."

"Alright." He replied before pressing his lips against mine for a sweet sensual kiss. He pulled away before unwrapping his arms around me and leaving the kitchen to set up the table. I turned off the stove and picked up the pot and walked to the table to see Draco finishing setting up the table.

"The food is ready," I said, placing down the pot and beginning to eat.

"My mother met a long-time friend yesterday and she hasn't spoken to her in years," Draco said as I tilt my head to the side.

"What's her name?" I asked, picking at the leftovers of the pasta.

"Aranza." He replied. This made me raise my head in utter shock. "Darling, are you okay?"

Oh, I'm totally fine but that woman is your father's lover.

"I'm fine," I replied as he raised an eyebrow. "I am." He nodded as he stood up and picked up the plates to clean the dishes. I let out a sigh as I had this feeling that Aranza wants to be closer to Narcissa but for what?

To see why Lucius won't leave his wife? To compare herself with Narcissa? What kind of woman wants to 'befriend' someone's wife, knowing perfectly well that she's having an affair with Narcissa's husband?

Oh, how I'm gonna ruin Lucius' 'perfect' life.

Draco came back and he took a seat across from me. He grabbed my hand, kissing my knuckles.

"What's on your mind love?" He asked. I stared at him.

"Just my brother," I replied quietly as his gaze soften. "I know it's almost been a year since he died but it still feels like it was only yesterday when my dad received the call."

He didn't say anything as he let me continue to talk about it.

"After the funeral, I stopped smiling, stopped going out, stopped eating. One day my parents left me on my own as they had somewhere to go. I told them that I was alright to stay at home but the reality was that was my breaking point. Once they were gone, I snapped. I thrashed my room, letting out all of my emotions, all of my anger. That night I almost experienced death." I looked down.

"What did you do?" He asked, squeezing my hand tightly.

"I locked myself in my bathroom and poured myself pills to numb my pain. I just wanted to see Ozan again, I wasn't thinking about dying." My voice cracked as tears rolled down my face. "My parents found me in time and rushed me to the hospital but I was in between life and death. I met Ozan and asked him if I was truly dead but he told me no, once I recovered consciousness I felt at peace, that I wasn't angry at anything anymore."

"Is that why you left home?" He asked. I nodded.

"I needed a fresh start, a new chapter in my life. My dad had his way out which was drinking, my mom never left her room and I wanted my own. Sometimes I still have dreams of Ozan as if he was trying to tell me something." I confessed as if Ozan was trying to tell me who killed him or what happened before he died. Draco rubbed his thumb over my knuckles.

"I know that Ozan will never leave you, he's watching over you and making sure you are safe." I nodded as I stood up.

"I'm gonna go for a walk," I said. He nodded and smiled at me.

"I'll see you later." He replied. I walked out of the house feeling a bit relieved that I was able to share what I went through with someone. Draco listened to me and didn't judge me.

I walked a little further until I saw Astoria with her friends as they all gushed about the baby. Astoria looked at me and smirked, resting her hand on her stomach.

"Oh hello Y/N I didn't see you there." She says as her friends quiet down, wanting to see how this will go. I gave them a fake smile.

"Hello Astoria, out here shopping?" I asked, eyeing a large amount of shopping bags she was carrying.

"Yup." She proudly replied, lifting a shopping bag. "I brought baby clothes for my child as I know Narcissa will want a look at them. I also was gonna visit Draco to show him the clothes so we can discuss our child."

"I see what you are doing," I replied, shaking my head slightly.

"Excuse me?" She furrowed her eyebrows as her friends glared at me.

"You are trying to rub your pregnancy in my face, trying to tell the whole universe that you slept with my husband and he got you pregnant," I smirked as her mouth fell open. "But tell me one thing Astoria. When Draco made love to you, did he moan my name? Did he believe for a second that he was making love to me? I mean he was drunk and he told me that the only thing that was on his mind was me. He also told me that sometimes he wished it was me who was pregnant instead of you."

She let out a gasp as she tried to find a comeback but she knew that everything I said was true. Draco probably thought it was me who was in bed with him.

"I.." She began but her eyes wandered off everywhere then she looked at me as she glared at me.

"We get that your pregnant but it's not that huge. This baby is not some royal that we should bow our heads." I crossed my arms.

"You're gonna regret this!" She huffed as they left angrily while I smiled to myself. I decided to visit Pansy as I needed to clear my head.

"Hey." Pansy greeted me as I smiled at her. "Come in." I entered her house and we walked to the kitchen where she poured coffee.

"Hey, Pans," I replied as she set down a cup for me. She took a seat as she rose an eyebrow."

"What's up?" She asked as she took a sip. I let out a sigh and leaned back.

"Astoria," I replied as she set her cup down.

"I've heard." She says, sighing. "I can't believe Draco got her pregnant and here I thought you two were gonna make the cutest babies."

"He was drunk and Astoria took advantage," I replied. "She has been rubbing her pregnancy in my face, trying to make me feel useless."

"I was gonna slap Draco for sleeping with her but tell me how you feel about this, honestly." She raised her eyebrow.

"I'm happy for him that he's having a child, I'm there for him but I also have my doubts," I replied.

"Of what?" She asked.

"Having to watch Draco become a father and see him interact with his child whenever Astoria lets him see the baby. I just get to watch Draco enjoy parenthood and be part of Astoria's pregnancy. I don't know if my heart can take to see pregnancy articles or sonograms in our own home. Even if I do end up getting pregnant, it wouldn't feel the same because Draco already got to experience that part with Astoria so he will already know what to expect." I sighed.

"Y/N, I know this is all of sudden of Astoria's pregnancy. Nobody expected this news, I don't know how you must feel with all people staring at you and of Lucius' words because I know he always wanted Draco to end up with Astoria ever since her father died." She sighed. I let out a shaky breath, remembering the words he said to me.

"He said that it will be a shame that his grandchild will not have both parents live together like a normal family," I replied as she rolled her eyes, shaking her head. I took a sip of my coffee.

"Don't let Astoria or Lucius get to you. They want to break you down with her pregnancy. Lucius has always been cold with everyone, he wants Draco to realize what he let go of. What Draco could have had with Astoria. Lucius will try to convince Draco that Astoria was the one for him." She says, taking another sip of her coffee. I bit my lower lip, hating the idea of Lucius trying to convince Draco that I'm not one to be with him.

"Do you think Draco will believe that?" I asked. She shooked her head.

"No, and you wanna know why? Because I see the way Draco looks at you." I raised an eyebrow. She let out a sigh. "I know when I say Draco heads over heels for you might sound cliche but his eyes are filled with love whenever he is with you. I had never seen Draco so in love with someone. When he was with Astoria, it felt forced like it was an obligation to act in love but with you it's different. You only matter to him, if anything happened to you. He would find the person who hurt you. He would protect your life with his." She smiled.

I stared at her, taking her words into my mind. I knew Draco would protect me from everything. He declared it himself but will he protect me from his father? Will his promise be broken once he knows why I'm so heartless and seeking justice for Ozan? Will he be able to keep his promise?

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A/N: Y/N may be able to control her feelings about Astoria's pregnancy but how long will take for her break? I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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