Summary: Draco and Ginny were secret lovers. One night she becomes pregnant and for an unknown reason he tells her to get rid of it and leaves her. Three years later he is reunited with Ginny and his son. However, in the mist of Draco being gone, someone has taken his place as father. Harry Potter; could she choose in the end?

My Sweet Little One

Chapter One

Meet Adonis M Weasley

She stared at it, stunned.

Shock, confusion, anger, and humiliation flashed though her body in a total of thirty seconds. Her mind was spinning rapidly and her body started to shake slightly; a voice whispered inside of her that everything would be fine but she didn't listen to it. Slowly she sat down on the floor, still staring at the counter in front of her. She wanted to ask it, why? Why would it want to lie to her, to make her believe that this would happen to her?

There's no way it could lie, the voice whispered to her again, the potion always tells the truth. You should know.

All the queasiness she felt, the lack of energy, the sudden urge to eat everything in sight; all it was because of this? She was too young, too innocent, and too scared... Or she should have been at least. Starring at the counter still, she felt oddly calm. She knew she had to tell him and even if he didn't care or didn't try to help her, she knew what to do. She was pregnant. It wasn't at random. It wasn't at fault. It was his and hers. A child forming in her belly because she secretly loved him and that love was enough for her to feel confident that everything would be all right.

She closed her eyes and willed it to be the future already, wanting to see that he would take her in his arms with the promise of forever and utter happiness. Opening her eyes and staring at the vivid pink potion, she knew it was possibly far from the truth. Her heart skipped a beat as she slowly looked up to the clock and realized it was almost time for her to see him again.

She smiled meekly remembering how this had all started in the first place.

"What-" she screamed, flushed red. She was interrupted when a hand clamped firmly over her mouth and dragged backwards into a room. Once she heard the door click, the sudden shock was gone and her brain kicked in. Thrusting her elbow backwards she knocked thee person in the ribs, causing them to double over. Once she was let go, she turned around quickly, wand already at the perpetrators throat.

"You have three minutes to tell me exactly why you decided to grab me before I curse you into oblivion,"

she hissed, her demeanor surprisingly calm.

"Holy shit, Weasley," a gruff voice, "just give me a second. Three minutes is hardly enough time to recover from being elbowed that hard!"

"Malfoy," she laughed, "I should have known. What trying to get back at my brother and Harry? I'll have you know kidnapping me would not only get them pissed it would get you killed."

Still hunched over, his hands rested on his knees as he looked up at her. He looked at her wand before slowly lifting his gaze and starring her straight in the eye, as if he were probing. Feeling it had gotten too quiet, Ginny tighten the grip on her wand and dug it a little deeper into his head. He only smirked.

"If you don't tell me what you want, Malfoy-" she began, eyebrows furrowed.

"What I want, Weasley-" he almost purred as he took a step further, his hand gently pushing her arm away from his head. He was towering before her, a smirk still on his lips. Ginny unconsciously swallowed, her nose breathing in a deep musky scent surrounding him causing her heart to skip.

She cursed inwardly.

Draco's eyes were dancing as he starred into hers. "Weasley," he repeated again licking his lips as he dipped slightly closer to her face. "What would you say if I said I wanted you?"

That did it. Despite her confusion, she had waken up at that and threw a hex on him, causing him to stumble back trying to cover his eyes. It was a little hex Fred and George had come up with when they were younger and wanted to run away quickly without ever being seen, they called it the "Flashing disappearance." It only lasted thirty seconds and it wasn't long before Draco was staring at her again, slightly miffed.

"Hmm," she smiled, "still want me?" She walked out of the room after that, his face of utter amusement painted in her memory.

The door creaked slightly louder that night as she walked into the room with her heart beating rapidly. Once she closed the door, arms snaked around her waist. The deep musky scent surrounded her again and her heart soothed itself, slowly as she listened to the breath in her ear. She unconsciously licked her lips, her hands dropping over to his.

"Ginerva," she could hear him smile, "you made me wait. You silly, silly witch."

He spun her around, pushing her against the door. His lips hovering over hers causing her to feel the familiar rush of warmth spread through out her body, her heart picking up once again; this time in excitement. She softly sighed, starring into those handsome steel grey eyes. Her hand reached up, pushing up his bangs gently. She smiled as he closed his eyes, leaning into the touch.

"Missed me?" she murmured, suddenly remembering why she shouldn't be enjoying this moment so much. Her heart sank a little as he smiled before kissing her wrist.

"Too much," he answered, watching her now. He leaned back, eyebrow raised slightly, "Something wrong?"

She starred at him, pausing. In the last half hour, she had rehearsed and rehearsed what she would say to him. Looking at him now, his eyes so soft and his body so strong and comforting she just decided to spit it out. "I'm pregnant," she said, hearing her voice sound surprisingly shaky. She swallowed as he stepped back, a mixture of emotion playing out on his face. What could he be thinking?

It was quiet for a moment before he reached behind her, the door clicking in a hauntingly loud sound. "You can leave now," he whispered next to her ear. Her eyes widened and her jaw fell slack. "Oh and Weasley, if I hear one word of that child being mine. You can be assured-" he starred her straight in the eye, touching her cheek gently "-I will kill it."

She sucked in a breath, shaking. "How dare you?" she hissed, shoving his hand away from her face as tears formed in her eyes. "This is your child, Draco and I-"

"I don't care," Draco interrupted, his voice soft and his stare hard. "Just get out."

Her face flushed and she pursed her lips, feeling herself break. "Have a nice life, Malfoy," she spat leaving him there, the door slamming behind her as she left...

Three Years Later

The light poured in from the window, lighting up the room and causing her to wake up. Moving slightly, she opened her eyes and smiled as she felt a little figure cuddle closer to her. With a little arm still wrapped possessively around her, she knew she couldn't really move or else she'd wake him. Taking her hand, she gently brushed away the dirty blond locks, watching his features change. She kissed his forehead and gently began to rub his back, loving the way he sounded as he started to whine. He rubbed his eyes before looking up at her, blue eyes meeting brown.

"Mommy," he mumbled, rubbing his face into her breast. "I'm tired."

"I know sweets," she gently pushed him back, "but we've got to wake up early. Grandma wants to make your pancakes today remember?"

"Pancakes," he mumbled, stretching, "pancakes yummy, mommy."

She giggled. "I know, even better after brushing your teeth!"

"Ew," he wrinkled his nose and rolled away from her, "no way!"

"If you don't brush your teeth, what would your Uncle Harry say?" she asked lightly, poking him in the stomach. "Do you want mommy to tell him not to come over any more?"

"No, mommy!" He looked up at her shocked. Her heart melted at his that-would-be-the-meanest-thing-in-the-world expression. "Mommy that's mean!"

"Then go and brush your teeth!" she mocked sternly.

"OK," he scrambled out of bed before rushing into the toilet, it wasn't long before Ginny heard the water faucet running. Smiling and slightly relieved she had the whole bed to her self again, she stretched out and sighed. She only got a relax for a moment before a sudden cry of "Owie!" caused her to jump out of bed and go running into the bathroom.

"Adonis Weasley!" She gasped, "What are you doing?" Adonis had toothpaste all over his face and hands and she couldn't help but smile as he pouted at her, relief pouring into her.

"Mommy toof-waste bite me!" He whined, stomping his foot on the stool. "So- so I bite him back and it went ever-we-where!"

"Oh dear," she mocked, smiling.

He pouted again. "Mommy, owie," he whined once more, putting his hands up.

"Oh," she smiled as she leaned forward and grabbed a towel nearby to wipe his face. She rubbed her nose against his and smiled, "better?"

He smiled back, "All better!"

"Good, now let's get cleaned up and changed so mommy can get you over to grandma's. Even Uncle Harry should be there! Are you excited?" She pinched his nose and he giggled before grabbing her hand.

"Go mommy," he begged, "Uncle Harry wait-ing!"