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Hello, lovies!

Got another one for you. I promise, this one will be much happier than Can't Walk Away Now. I think most of you think anything is happier than Can't Walk Away Now. This one will grow as long as the reviews keep coming, or until I think it has gotten too long. So sit back, enjoy, and review.

Love,

Avoline.

Draco held his breath. He was waiting for her to come out of the girls bathroom. She had been a bit worried, and had managed to find a spell that worked kind of like a Muggle pregnancy test. He began pacing, cursing himself for not remebering the contraceptive spells.

He heard footsteps, and turned to see her walking out of the bathroom. Her worried eyes met his, and he could see that she had been crying. He stared, the weight of his actions hitting him like a cannon ball. He knew what that worried look meant.

At barely 17, he was going to be a father.

Her father would be furious. She was his world; he gave her everything. Draco could already hear the venom his own father would spew once he found out. His mother would be so disappointed.

"What do we do now," she asked, her voice hoarse from crying. He stepped towards her and pulled her into a hug.

"We'll have to grow up fast," he whispered. "I'll be right here for you, Luna. You know that." He stroked her curly blond hair.

"What about our parents," she choked out. He sighed.

"I imagine they won't be happy," he answered. "Mine will probably disown me all together." He could feel her trembling in his arms, and he pulled back to see that she was crying again. "Luna, don't cry, love. It'll be okay, I promise." Her bright blue eyes met his silver gaze.

"Father's going to be so disappointed," she sobbed. "I just know he will. He'll be so hurt!" He wiped away her tears, whispering soothing words to her.

"Luna, he won't be," he reassured. "You're his everything. He'll be shocked at first, true, but in the end, he'll be happy for us. You'll see." She sniffed as she searched his face.

"You really think so," she asked. He nodded.

"If he really is as kind as you say, then he'll forgive you," he murmured. "He might hate my guts, but he can't stay mad at you forever." She wrapped her arms around his torso, and he did the same, holding her against him.

"Don't leave me, Draco," she pleaded quietly. "I need you, now more than ever." He kissed her golden head.

"I won't," he vowed. "I'll always be here for you."

He sipped on the cup of tea in his hands. They had already told his parents, which, as he predicted, did not go well. Narcissa was stunned, and Draco could tell she wasn't sure if she should jump for joy or throw something at him. Lucius, on the other hand, was absolutely furious. Draco didn't mind one bit if his father insulted him, but when his verbal attacks were aimed at the already nervous Luna, Draco drew the line. He found the strength to stand up to the enraged man and flat told his father that he would not insult the poor girl.

Now he sat, with Luna to his right, trying to find the right words so that they could avoid the same reaction from Xenophilius. Draco knew that if her father didn't approve, Luna would terminate the pregnancy. He had already begged her, after the explosive situation with Lucius, to wait until they got her father's reaction.

"So, what is it you were wanting to speak to me about, my child," Xenophilius began, looking at Luna with an expression of pure fatherly pride. Draco could see her begin to tremble as she covered her mouth, and he reached for her hand. Xenophilius' face went from pride to concern, and his gaze met Draco's. The platnium haired boy swallowed.

"This isn't easy to say, Mr. Lovegood," he began, "but..." He lost his nerve, looking away quickly.

"She's pregnant," the older man finished. Draco nodded, too ashamed to look at the man face to face. "Are your parents aware, son?"

"Yes, sir," he replied. "They aren't pleased about it, sir."

They threw me out, and now I have nowhere to for your grandchild to live.

"I can't say that I am pleased about it, myself," Xenophilius continued, "but the fact that you are here with her speaks volumes for yourself, young man. I trust that you will not let my daughter go through this alone, and that pleases me." Draco looked up to see that the man's eyes were glistening. "How much do you love my Luna?"

"I'd die for her, Mr. Lovegood," Draco answered. He could feel Luna's fingers tighten around his. Xenophilius nodded.

"Both of you can stay here until you can find a place of your own to call home," he stated. "Just promise to take care of her." Draco smiled as tears stung his eyes.

"I will, Mr. Lovegood," he promised.