Hello, all! I'm posting again! I hope you've enjoyed it thus far, I'm only a quarter of the way done. Just an FYI, I've typed all of this on my Blackberry. I'm getting carpal tunnel for my beloved readers.

Another shoutout to Emily. I love you; thanks for putting up with Draco being a lying, cheating, bastard. Oh wait—crap. Spoiler!

I am not J.K. Rowling. I'm just evil. :P Draco and Astoria's first documented fight in this chapter! Enjoy!

Then, nearly four months later, Astoria woke up one morning and vomited. They had been living in their new home since she had complained about Draco's mother's nosiness.
"Oh, Merlin!" she moaned as she conjured it away. Suddenly, she felt the urge again to throw up. She threw the covers off of her and ran to the bathroom. Draco, woken by her retching, joined her and helped hold her hair back.
"Are you alright?" he asked dumbly. Astoria shook her head.
"Of course not. It must be food poisoning."
It wasn't food poisoning. She experienced the same morning nausea for the next week before it clicked. Astoria went to a muggle store in the town their house was on the outskirts of and bought a muggle pregnancy test. Later, after she'd followed the instructions, she waited for the results. Draco came into the bathroom and look at the pregnancy test in confusion.
"It's a muggle device. It can tell if you're pregnant or not." His face lit up.
"You're pregnant?"
"I don't know. The test takes a minute." They waited a while, then checked the symbols on the box.
"Well?" asked Draco.
"I'm pregnant." Astoria replied. Before she could gauge his expression, he scooped up his wife in a tight embrace.
"Astoria, I'm so happy!" he exclaimed. Even she, who wanted to wait to have kids, was happy. She'd never seen her husband so genuinely happy before. "I love you."
"I love you too Draco."

-8 Months Later-
"Ahhh!" Astoria cried. She hadn't thought birth would hurt so much. She wished Draco could be with her, but he was out in the hallway with his father. She also wished she could be giving birth at St. Mungo's with a skilled Healer, but instead she was in the Malfoy Manor with her husband's mother and aunt, as was pureblood tradition.
"Push!" Bellatrix demanded. Shut up! Astoria thought. You have no idea how badly this hurts! "Don't tell me to shut up; you'd better hope its a boy!"
"Come on sweetie, push now!" pleaded Narcissa. Astoria complied and curled up. Pain blinded her, but she kept pushing. What seemed like hours later, she heard wailing. She collapsed backward and panted.
"A boy." Astoria wasn't sure who said it, but she could kiss them. A boy. An heir. The infant was put in her arms, swaddled in green. A perfect blonde baby with eyes the same color as hers. He was so beautiful.
"He's healthy, too." said Bellatrix. She charmed away the blood from the sheets, towels, and water basin, then went outside to inform Draco and his father. Her husband came in, his eyes sparkling with glee. He requested to hold the infant, but Astoria couldn't bear to not be holding him. Draco understood.
"What shall we call him?" he asked.
"Scorpius. Scorpius Hyperion."
"That's perfect." said he and his mother in unison. Astoria smiled and cooed at the baby.
"Mummy and Daddy love you, Scorpius. More than everything in this whole world." The infant began to cry, and she felt a chill as the Dark Lord Apparated into the room.
"Let me see the boy." he ordered harshly. Though she didn't want to part with her son, she relinquished Scorpius to him. Just as the Dark Lord held him at arms length from him in such a manner that Astoria was sure he might accidentally drop him, and he smirked.
"Fear not, Astoria. He will not be harmed whilst I have him. Scorpius is a fine, pureblooded name." He handed the child to Draco, who smiled and coddled him. "I expect him to grow up like his father." Astoria knew what that meant, and she desperately hoped the Dark Lord wasn't looking at her mind as she thought about her baby boy having the Dark Mark burned into his forearm with dread. He seemed not to have noticed this thought, and Disapparated.
Within the next few months, Astoria felt Draco slipping away from her. He grew more distant, and sometimes didn't come home until the next morning. She could sometimes smell perfume on his robes, perfume she would never wear. Once, she'd even found a bright pink lipstick stain on his boxers. She never wore pink lipstick.
Draco came home one night around eleven, and Astoria demanded where he'd been.
"Out." he replied.
"Out where?" she questioned.
"With a friend."
"A woman? Have you been out with a woman, Draco?" At this, he slapped her across the face.
"Just be quiet, Astoria." Her eyes brimmed with tears.
"I'm your wife." she murmured.
"Yes you are! I am your husband. Therefore, you will obey me! It is none of your concern if I have been sleeping around, because your only duty is to raising Scorpius!" Draco yelled. "You admit it, then." Astoria said, disgusted. "Who was it? That whore Pansy? Is she honestly better than me? You said it yourself that I was the best fuck you ever had. So tell me, who on earth could you be screwing that is better than me?" Draco stared.
"You really want to know?" She nodded. "I've been fucking Daphne. She's the Greengrass I wanted. Not her little sister. And you know what else? I've been fucking her ever since you got too pregnant to put out." Now it was her turn. She slapped him with all the force she could muster.
"You bitch! How dare you lay a hand on me?" Draco bellowed. He pushed her into the wall and went into their bedroom. She followed.
"Daphne? You've been having sex with my sister? I-I gave you a son, Draco. You-you love me." She couldn't help it; tears streamed down her cheeks and splashed onto her nightie. "Wha-what did I d-do? Why-why can't I be e-enough for y-ou-you?" She looked up at him. His hard eyes had softened.
"Please don't cry. Astoria, please, stop crying. I'm sorry. I lied." he said softly. "I don't want Daphne. I don't know why I did it, why I kept doing it. You have made me the happiest wizard that ever lived." She glared at him.
"I just... I don't think its fair that when the Dark Lord bound us, he never made any mention of faithfulness to the wife."
"That's just not how its done, Astoria." She looked right into his slate grey eyes, forcing herself to stop crying.
"Enter into another with me." she asked softly, though it sounded like a statement. Draco looked away. "Ill forgive everything, Draco. Please. I just want my husband back." All was still for a moment. Then, he nodded vigorously.
"Yes. Okay. I will. I love you, Astoria. I don't know how I ever forgot that." He came forward slowly, unsure what to do. Astoria broke down once more and flung herself into his open arms.

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Random joke of the chapter (you thought I'd really stop?): A man is standing in the park, watching nature. He sees two squirrels play-fighting. They seem to notice him, and so they run up his pants. The man thinks this is all good fun, until suddenly he screams, throws off his pants, and the squirrels scamper away. Another man, who had seen the whole event, asked what was wrong.

"Well, it was all fun and games until I heard them say, 'Let's eat one now and take the other with us!'"

Hehe. Please review. There's many more chapters to go, and I need your support to publish them. :)