A/N: Oh. My. God. I got my first FLAME!!
Yay (is it sad that I am excited about a flame?)
--x--
Four months later….
"Oh my Merlin," Marissa screamed.
Draco ran up the stairs as fast as a four month pregnant man can, "What's wrong?"
"I can't fit in my pants anymore," Marissa looked as if she was going to cry.
"Honey, mine stopped fitting to and I didn't react like that," Draco said walking over to Marissa's bed and sitting down.
"Now Ron definitely won't take me back," Marissa mumbled.
"So this is all about that red headed douche bag," Draco said angry that his closest friend was upset.
"Draco you can't just go from loving some one so much to barely seeing him at all."
"Rissa, I do it everyday."
"How?"
"That's a good question Marissa and I wish I had an answer."
--x--
"Finally," Marissa breathed out, "FOOD!"
"I know right," Draco said grabbing both waffles and pancakes.
"I still can't stop thinking about him," Marissa said shoving an entire sausage link into her mouth.
"Then talk to him," Draco said swallowing his piece of bacon, "I mean what's the worst that could happen?"
Marissa took a sip of pumpkin juice then said, "Well he could say, 'I hate you and I don't want you back and it doesn't matter that you are carrying my baby and that you have to push it out your vagina in five months.'"
"I doubt Ron knows even half of those words," Draco said waving his fork around that was loaded with pancakes, "So just talk to him."
"When," Marissa asked nervously, "I mean this whole thing has to be planned out perfectly, I can't just bring up our future willy-nilly."
"True," Draco said nodding his head.
"Hey! I got it," Draco exclaimed spraying food on the table.
"Ew," Marissa said in disgust.
Draco ignored Marissa's comment and went on with his idea, "You should pass him a note during Divination, I mean Trewlaney is so thick she won't see it."
"What could I possibly write to him," asked Marissa putting her fork down and wringing her fingers.
"Write that you need to talk to him and put a location on it..like..um…oh yeah the Room of Requirement or the Astronomy Tower."
Marissa picked her fork back up, she placed a little bit of waffle on the end and placed in her mouth, "It just might work."
--x--
Marissa slowly lifted her quill from the parchment and examined her handy work.
"I like it," Draco said reading the note over her shoulder.
"Are you sure he'll come?"
"No but what do you have to lose?"
--x--
Hermione flattened her pleated skirt on her lap and placed her books on the Divination table before her.
"Hey Hermione," she heard Ron's grovely accent from the right of her.
"Hello Ronald."
"Class has begun," Professor Trawleny's scratchy voice yelled, "Today we are going to look deep within ourselves to find the secrets within which will explain the future."
"What the fuck is that woman talking about," Ron mumbled to himself his brow furrowed in concentration on the scraggly woman's words.
"Ron!"
Hermione heard Marissa meekly yell.
A white piece of parchment landed on Hermione's lap. In a nice neat script it said, "Ronald Weasley."
Slowly Hermione opened the letter.
It read:
Ron,
As you now I am pregnant. We need to talk about our relationship. I know that you are going out with Hermione but maybe we can make up with each other…at least for the babies sake. Please consider it. Meet me at the Astronomy Tower at eight o'clock.
Hoping to see you there,
Marissa L. Beaumont
Hermione felt rage boiling within her. Just when she was about to stand and walk over to that pregnant whore she stopped. She had a better way to get revenge. And this one will get at the bottom of that bitches soul and rip her shred to shred.
--x--
Marissa paced around the Common Room with Draco sitting in a green loveseat waiting for the girl to get dizzy and sit down next to him.
When five minutes had gone by and she still hadn't sat down Draco said, "Marissa! You're making me dizzy. Would you just sit down?"
Marissa stopped dead in her tracks half way through her normal route, "I can't Draco! What if…he doesn't want me back and I'm just sitting up in the Astronomy Tower for hours waiting for something that I'll never have?"
"Well if you're done with your rant and want to sit down I can give you some advice," Draco said patting the cushion next to him, asking Marissa to sit down.
Marissa walked over to the chair slowly; her head pointed towards the ground the entire time.
"What," she asked crankily, her true teenage colors showing.
"No matter what happens tonight, I am going to be here for you. We have each other to lean on," Draco lifted Marissa's chin and saw the fear in her eyes, "I have been at this place before and it is killing me to see you like this."
Marissa grabbed Draco's neck and pulled him into a tight embrace.
After about five minutes Marissa pulled back from Draco.
Draco looked into Marissa's honey colored eyes and saw the tears welling up and noticed the tears that had already fallen, "Go get him honey."
--x--
"Come on Ron," Hermione said pulling her boyfriend behind her and up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower.
--x--
Marissa twisted her hands. She soon saw the tail coat of a certain red head going into the Astronomy Tower.
Marissa started to walk towards the stairs then turned around practically running away.
"No, no Marissa," she slowly talked herself into walking back to the bottom of the stairs.
"Marissa up their in that Astronomy Tower is the man of your dreams and you better not let him go just because you're scared," she tried talking sense into herself.
"Let's do this shit," Marissa said walking up the stairs slowly. Marissa felt her heart rise to her throat and her airway becoming constricted.
It's like a band aid, Marissa thought, the faster you do it the better it'll be.
Marissa opened up the passage and walked up into (or onto, whatever way you look at it) the Astronomy Tower.
She stopped dead in her tracks. Her throat felt dry all of a sudden. She felt vomit gradually glide from her stomach and into her throat.
She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Both shock and disgust ran through her veins like thickened blood.
There was Ron. Inside of Hermione. His face contorted in a special mix of pleasure and shock at the sight of Marissa.
Hermione laughed manically, "Do you like how it feels bitch?"
All Marissa thought was I need to get out of here.
Marissa finally collapsed in front of the common room portrait.
"Password ple-- oh Miss Beaumont. I shall go get Mr. Malfoy," The portrait said as she departed and went to her portrait in the common room.
--x--
A/N: I need some ideas for the father of Draco's baby. I can't write the next chapter unless you give me some ideas. Merci!