"I said, how can I trust you when you keep me in the dark like a child?" Draco sat down next to her. Pansy knew what was coming next, she couldn't help it. A sob escaped her throat and it was all over. She began to cry uncontrollably. Draco stared at her completely stunned, "Pansy? Pansy, I'm sorry-I didn't mean it. I know you—"

"I'm so sorry; I don't want you to get hurt. Draco you don't know, I don't know what's going to happen. I don't want you to go away-I don't want anyone to make you go away-I can't do it.." She gasped for breath and tried to mop some of the tears away from her eyes but they just kept on pouring out. He pulled her into his arms tightly.

"I'm not going anywhere. No one can make me leave you." She felt his hands run through her hair. He shushed her and murmured calming words to her until she had steadied her breathing. Pansy didn't want to talk, she just wanted to stay quiet and comfortable with his arms around her, "Please just talk to me."

"I don't know," Pansy tossed the idea around of telling him about her dreams. She didn't know if she should or what would happen. She had to be honest with him; this was the young man she would be marrying in a few months. Her best friend. Pansy slowly craned her head up to look at Draco, "I've been having these dreams."

"What sort of dreams?" He ran his hand up and down her back comfortingly as she recalled all the dreams she had had for the past month. He listened and did not ask any questions. When she was through he said, "Are you sure it just isn't your anxiety getting to you?"

"Draco, Dumbledore didn't even want me to tell you. These are not just silly little dreams I'm having. These are serious and I don't know what they mean-fuck- I don't want to know. I just don't want to have anymore." She pulled away from him and hugged herself. He leaned back on the side of the couch and they sat in silence for a while.

"I know you won't like the idea, but I think I should owl my mother about this."

"You're right, I don't like the idea." Pansy got to her feet and looked down at him.

"What else can I do? Clearly Dumbledore doesn't have the answer!" Draco stood up, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. He placed his hands on her arms, "I will keep you safe, no matter what that costs anyone else—"

"No, you can't just throw people down in front of you to block the flames Draco! It doesn't work that way—" He tightented his grip on her arms.

"It does now. I will protect you before I do anyone else—"

"I don't want that!" Pansy yelled over him, "I don't want to hurt other people just to ensure my own safety! I'm not that fucking selfish!"

"Well you need to fucking be because you're carrying our child." Draco hissed. Pansy opened and shut her mouth, not knowing what to say, "Do you ever think about that Pansy? Do you ever think about the fact that you are pregnant with our son?" Draco let go of her and headed toward the stairs.

"No…I haven't really—"

"Well, I wish you did." He did not look at her. He simply ran up the stairs and left her standing alone in the common room.

They didn't talk the next day. The simply stared at each other, completely confused and annoyed. She knew she had been wrong, what else could she say? Pansy was not one of the most maternal girls and she doubted she would be until their son was born. Draco still looked in a nasty mood by the time dinner rolled around. The silence was driving her mad.

I'm sorry." She sat next to him but he ignored her, "Draco, please, you know I am. Please forgive me?" He eyed her hand as it stroked his arm gently. There was hopefulness in her touch and he sighed.

"…S'alright." He muttered and went back to eating.

"Do you really forgive me, or are you just trying to shut me up?"

"A little of both."

"I can live with that." She didn't care that he was still in a foul mood. A smile of success wore proudly on her face as she began to eat mounds upon mounds of food. About half way through her meal she noticed Draco watching her eat and trying not to smile, "Do you think anyone notices I am eating for two?" She murmured between mouthfuls.

"Not at all."

They walked back to the Slytherin common room exchanging few words as they did so. He stopped her before she went up to bed and asked, "Are you happy?"

"Relatively."

"Pansy, give me a real answer—"

"Yes," She placed a hand on his cheek, "I am happy." She kissed him and then ran up the stairs. Her bed engulfed her as she fell asleep.


"Wake up, dear." Pansy groaned, someone was shaking her awake. She rolled over and nearly jumped out of her skin. Her mother and Narcissa stood in front of her with huge grins.

"Did you sleep well?" Audrey sat down on the end of her bed looking most prim. She matched Narcissa, with their tightly wound buns and tiny black hats. Pansy gave her mother a small nod.

"Pansy, we think you should come home until the wedding. Just take a few weeks off to prepare for the wedding and the baby. It must be all so exciting and overwhelming for you." Narcissa touched Pansy's arm gently.

"I don't…I don't want to go." She looked between the two of them and then stood up, "I want to talk to Draco." She hurried down the stairs before they could stop her. She looked at the clock, it was only five in the morning. As she ran up to Draco's bed the reality of what was going on hit her and she began to panic she shook him awake violently.

"Wh-what's going on? What's wrong—"

"My mother and your mother are here to take me to the Manor." Her eyes searched his for the reason as to why this was happening. He sat straight up.

"What? Where are they?"

"Downstairs probably. I don't want to go, I want to stay here with you." She wrapped her arms around his middle and he held her tightly.

"You're not going anywhere." He threw his legs over the side of the bed and stomped down the stairs. Pansy could hear him yelling, "Don't fucking keep her hidden at home! She should be here with me—"

"We are not asking her to come, it's an order." Narcissa snapped.

"I want her hear with me, she is safer here."

"Don't be a stubborn fool, Draco. Don't you think we know what is best?" Narcissa was hinting at something but Draco did not want to listen.

"She is staying with me, this is final."

"Narcissa, let it go. We'll come back next weekend." Pansy exhaled and felt herself flush with admiration for her mother. Their heels clicked out of the Common room and Draco came stomping back up stairs grumbling to himself. He crawled back into his bed and closed his eyes.

"I don't know what they're on about, but they better fuck off." He pulled one of her arms around him and he soon fell asleep. She slipped away from him and crept down stairs with a smile on her face. Her foot brushed the bottom step and a hand smashed down on her mouth. A voice whispered stupefy and Pansy's eyes closed.