Harry and Draco are engaged, and Draco is pregnant with their first child. They're moving in together, Harry's friends cause trouble.

"I'm so tired." Draco exclaimed while rubbing his slightly protruding belly. "Love, take a rest. You remember what the doctor said about you doing heavy lifting. It can put the baby at risk." "Draco sighed in defeat. "I know, I just don't like feeling useless, you know?" "I understand. You're not useless though, you can tell me where to put everything. I'll call Ron and his brothers to help." "Okay." "Ginny and Hermione can keep you company unless you wanted me to call Blaise and Pansy?" "No. Ginny and Hermione are fine, I need to get along with your friends; although I don't like the way Ginny looks at you. I know that the two of you had a thing in the past but I just don't feel right around her or Hermione." "Try to get along with them please." "I will."

"So Draco, when are you due?" Ginny asks."Four months. This little one is very active and Harry is very excited about becoming a father." Draco beams at the though of Harry and their child. "I know…he's always talking about how many children he wants and everything. He wants a very large family." Ginny counters, trying to make Draco uneasy."Yes, I know." "I hope you can provide that for him." "I will." "Why do you think you're the best for Harry…I mean you barely even know him." Hermione jumps in. "I know enough, and I'm having his baby-" "How do we know that that's his baby? It could be anybody's." Hermione pushes on. "Excuse me, I need to go to the loo."

Harry found Draco in his study crying. "Love, where have you been? I've been looking all over for you." "I can't do this anymore." "Do what love?" "Pretend that this doesn't hurt. I love you, you know I do. But this is getting to be too much." "What are you talking about?" "Your friends Harry, they hate me. They insult me, our engagement…our child. They insulted our child. Insinuating that I'm some kind of slut, and that this isn't your son that I'm carrying." "Nonsense- " "I know-" "They would never say that." "Excuse me?" "I know that with the move you think that I'm not paying as much attention to you as I ought to but that's no reason to go making up stories." Draco turned his head from Harry as though he had been struck. "I see. I shall not be returning here, you can do with my stuff whatever you please. You can have your ring back. Give it to Ginny for all I care, for it is apparent now to me that you don't care about me." "Draco-" "No. This is it, I'm done."