Notes: The following are just a collection of drabbles written for various prompts, communities on LJ, and just for the hell of it. Please take into consideration that each "chapter" is actually a brand-new story. And reviews are love. Thank you!
Five Percent Margin of Error
Sequel to "No: The Argument"
"Is this why your mother kept sending things in pink?"
Sleepily: "Probably."
"She just knew?"
"Probably."
"Like some kind of seer or something?"
With a lifted brow: "Honestly, Draco..."
Annoyed: "Well, you can't deny it's strange, Granger."
"Mum has a sixth sense for stuff like this, but not like a seer."
"Well, it's a load of rubbish. She jinxed us."
"She did not."
Loudly: "She did!"
Hushed: "Shh!"
Whispered: "Sorry, but she did."
Exasperated: "No, she didn't. She just had a feeling. The doctor said there was a five percent margin of error."
Confused: "What?"
"I suppose I forgot to mention that."
"Apparently!"
"SHH!"
"Sorry!"
"I was in that five percent as well. It happens and it's probably why mum had a feeling."
Irritated: "I can't believe you just failed to mention any of this to me."
"Yes, well I did."
Huffy: "Some wife you are. You don't tell me anything."
"That's not true."
Pointedly: "It is."
"Whatever. It wouldn't have made a difference."
"It most definitely would have."
"How so?"
With feeling: "We could have been more prepared."
With a smile: "We can't be prepared for everything, Draco."
Grumbling: "Yes, well that may be true. Though, this one issue could have already been resolved."
"Possibly, but I think I've resolved it on my own."
"You're done doing things on your own, Granger."
Biting: "Would you stop calling me Granger?"
"One day."
Aggravated: "Give me that paper, Draco?"
"What are you writing?"
"You'll see."
Reading: "Isabelle Naribeth Malfoy."
"Our daughter."
Smiling: "I love it."
Holding the newborn: "I thought you might."
Watching: "So much better than Draco, Jr."