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Living with a Quidditch Star
Chapter Twentyone: I'm having his baby
„Nice one, Jake!" one of the men hidden in the copse whispered and stowed away his camera.
„Think so, too! I'm sure this'll make frontpage. Rita will be pleased with the pictures." the other one said under his breath.
Then they turned around to leave trying hard to make no noise. Sometimes you would hear rustling and cracks from smaller branches, lying on the forest floor, when the two tread on them in the dark.
„Draco, did you hear this?" I said in a low voice, withdrawing from his kiss abruptly. I turned my head to see where the rustling had come from.
„Uh, Ally, that's nothing. Just a hare or something..." Draco said soothingly, stroking my cheek.
„But I saw a flash of lights, too." I went on, slightly worried.
In the dark the copse behind us looked rather creepy.
„You saw stars? I didn't know I'm such a good kisser." he whispered cockily.
„You like to play your own trumpet very much, huh?" I asked and jabbed him in the ribs.
He winced and started to tickle me. I giggled.
We somewhat tussled for a while.
„Don't you think it's getting a bit creepy here? Can't we leave now?" I finally asked him.
„You're right! Let's go! We have to return to London tonight anyway. I'll have to leave early tomorrow morning – Romania, you know?" Draco replied and jumped up.
„Uh, Romania, really? I didn't know that!" I said ironically.
He grinned and took my hand to apparate us to his car with one loud crack.
We sped towards the summer residence to pack our bags and apparate to his penthouse.
When we finally lay in his bed, he turned to me and said in a low voice,
„Ally, I won't be seeing you for the next two weeks. No matter what happens, I want you to know that I love you, forever! We won't be able to get in touch as our place is blocked. Our coach doesn't want us to be disturbed by any news from the outside. But in case of need owl to Luca – he always knows how to get me somehow. I'll try to contact him as often as possible, too, because I want to make sure you're alright. And of course Tom will stay here to be at your service whenever you need him."
I nodded and hugged him.
He kissed my hair and drew me nearer.
I felt tears rise in my eyes. I didn't want him to leave. I didn't want to be separated from him for so long. I wanted to be with him day and night.
I tried hard to suppress my sobbing.
He tightened his arms around me. My face was against his throat, I could smell the odour of his skin. I felt his heart beating against my chest and got even sadder.
I pressed my lips against his throat, while he stroked my back, and sobbed.
„Uh, Ally, it's only two weeks." he said, a little frustrated.
„Only two weeks? I think I won't be able to stand it a single day. We're together for only a few weeks right now, but this is already so intense. I... I don't know how to explain...uh...Draco... I...I"
I stopped not knowing exactly what to say. All I knew was that I was very sad and that I didn't want to be all alone. I sobbed again.
„I'm sorry, babe. You know I'd love to stay, too, but I can't help it. I have to go tomorrow." he whispered regretfully.
I took a deep breath.
„I know. I'll be alright, Draco." I finally said and rested my head on his shoulder, kissing his cheek and throat.
„I'm relieved to hear that." he replied tartly.
'That's that then! Let's get down to business now! Last chance for a long time...' he thought.
He started to kiss me and turned to me. He intensified his kiss and soon after he was sleeping with me but I couldn't enjoy it. I was absorbed in thoughts.
The next morning I woke when he kissed me.
„Bye, darling, I'm leaving now. Keep in mind what I told you yesterday. I love you!" he whispered.
„Bye, darling. I love you, too. Take care! I'm really going to miss you a lot." I said, hugging him.
„Alright then, I have to go now." he replied curtly, kissing me again. Then he got up from the edge of our bed and left.
I turned around and started crying.
When I woke up hours later I wondered what Victoria was doing right now. As Marc would be working the whole day I was quite sure that she'd be on her own too. Without sending a message I decided to floo to her place. Fortunately she was home and pleased to see me.
She invited me to stay. She even wanted me to stay overnight as Marc was out on business for the next few days. I accepted her invitation willingly and sent an owl to Draco's place to inform Tom that I was with Victoria.
We spent the whole day with cooking and talking about this and that. In the evening we decided to go out.
We therefore apparated to Hogsmeade. By accident we met Ron, Lavender, Harry, Ginny, Oliver and Hermione at the Three Broomsticks.
We had a nice evening even though several people came up to our table and asked me – to the amusement of my friends - for an autograph. That amazed me as it had never happened to me before.
Later that evening I saw Zabini, Crabbe and Goyle getting into the Three Broomsticks. While Crabbe and Goyle ignored me assiduously, Zabini saluted me gushily and kissed me on both cheeks. I played along and kissed him back. I knew that Harry in particular eyed the whole scene suspiciously.
Then Blaise asked me about our stay at France. I answered his question at length without passing on all-too private informations. Then he asked me if Draco had already left and when he would return.
Before he left he kissed me on both cheeks again. I saw Ron rolling his eyes. Without paying attention to the others at the table he asked me whether I wanted to join them going to a club I didn't know in two days. I replied I would think about it and let him know in time.
I left Vic the next morning after breakfast. I flooed to my place to get some books and apparated to Draco's penthouse afterwards to do my reading. His house-elf welcomed me.
I sat in the sun on the balcony and read when I suddenly heard voices. I turned my head to see where they were coming from but couldn't make them out.
Thus I addressed to my books again when Tom came up to me on the balcony. He asked me to go inside straight away. I followed him inside in silence, rather bemused.
He shut the French window behind me and lowered several blinds. As it was getting rather dark he waved his wand and several candles lit.
„What's all this fuss about?" I asked him exasperatedly, arching a brow.
He pointed at the window and made me look outside.
„See these guys on the brooms outside?"
I craned my neck and saw several men with cameras hovering above the balcony.
I gasped.
„What are they up to?" I asked.
„They want to get some new photos of you. I wondered why they didn't get down on you earlier after what happened at Diagon Alley. I'd advise you to stay at home."
'Here we go again! Like a bird in the gilded cage...' I thought, truly outraged.
„Tom, I won't hide at home. I'm a human being and I want to live and not to vegetate! By the way I will go to Hogsmeade with Zabini and Co tomorrow night. You have to accompany me!" I said sulkily.
„I strongly advise not to go..." he replied dryly.
„Tom, I know what I'm doing. I have to go. I want to find out what Zabini's up to." I hissed.
„OK, I'll be at your service. I'd advise apparition. I'll ask Mr Zabini where he wants to go to." he said stiffly.
I met Blaise and his friends at Hogsmeade at the club where the reunion party had taken place.
Tom was with me and monitored the whole scene the whole evening.
Quite soon I brought up the night at The Wolf's Nest. Blaise said that he had been quite drunk too and apologised for what he had said to me. I decided to give him a second chance and got him to promise me to never let Draco get this drunk again.
I wanted to peck him on the cheek but at the last minute he turned his face to me and so I kissed him on the mouth accidentally. I apologised for that, he grinned and we went to the dance floor.
There several people asked for an autograph again. I looked for Tom but couldn't see him. I signed the pictures or books they had handed me and asked Blaise to bring me back to the table. He put his arm around my shoulder and we returned to our table.
On our way back we met Eric – one of Marc's mates. He hugged me cordially. That was the moment when a flurry of flashbulbs started. People turned their head, staring.
Tom, Blaise and Eric tried to screen me from the paparazzi.
Sulkily I asked Tom to see me home without missing the chance to pose in front of the cameras targeted at me with a fake smile.
Tom pulled me away from the crowd.
The next morning we had what you would call a crisis meeting. Tom, Luca, Marc and I sat together and talked about what had happened yesterday. We were all rather surprised at the fact that there was nothing of it on the tabloids today.
I asked Luca to contact Draco and tell him about it, but he refused, not wanting to disturb him at his training camp.
After a while I said that I was planning to meet Andrew next week again for some more reviewing.
All three advised me not to meet him in public.
After a longer controversy we agreed upon me meeting Andrew at Diagon Alley again next week. However we would choose a small restaurant and reserve a remote table to avoid attention. Tom would of course escort me.
I agreed and left to Marc's place with him.
We were talking for a while. He apologised for his weird behaviour towards Draco the whole time. He said that he had thought that Draco hadn't ment the marriage business, but that he had finally changed his mind regarding this. He assured me that he would back our plans for the future.
Of course I didn't know that he thought by himself, that he would keep an eye on Draco just because he was a Malfoy which definitely boded ill.
Finally he pecked me on the cheek and returned to his office while I spent the rest of the day at his place with owling to Ginny and Hermione and tell them what had happened yesterday. They didn't seem to be too surprised and invited me to The Burrow tomorrow night.
Finally I returned to my place in the late afternoon. I collapsed onto the sofa, totally exhausted, and conjured up nibbles and a glass of red wine.
'Here we go again! I need a plan how to get along best with reporters and paparazzi. I have to talk to Luca about this as soon as possible.' I thought.
Then my thoughts wandered off to Draco. I closed my eyes and saw his face in front of me. I felt his hands all over my body, his body against mine. I heard his voice and saw us kissing.
Suddenly I got very sad.
I could hardly wait to see him again. Soon after I fell asleep.
I was having breakfast when I winced with shock at the loud crack behind me. I turned around to see it was Tom – looking very stern.
„Tom, what...?" I asked.
He threw the Daily Prophet on the table. I looked at the front page and shook my head in disbelief, fuming with rage immediately.
It said,
I'm having his baby
The shattering revelation of Sindy Mos after her split up with Draco Malfoy
Two weeks ago, Draco Malfoy, Captain of the British National Quidditch Team broke up with Sindy Mos for Alessia De Russo (The Daily Prophet has reported earlier).
The Daily Prophet has received information from her spokeswitch yesterday, that Malfoy's decision came about to her all of a sudden. The spokeswitch reported that Malfoy and Mos had already made quite tangible plans about their wedding. Mos had even bought a dress, when Malfoy had told her he would split up just like that. Friends had told her at last that Malfoy had proposed to De Russo only days after their split up and she had been disinvited to the engagement reception at the last moment.
Her spokeswitch told the Daily Prophet that Mos had tried to fight for Malfoy but he had totally turned away from her, so she hadn't been able to come close to him. She said that Malfoy has changed a lot since then. Mos assumes that De Russo or her family have jinxed him.
Mos' spokeswitch said in addition, that Mos won't give up to fight for Malfoy, as there has come up a completely new view on things:
She has found out that she is expecting his child!
This is what she has told Malfoy during a party at his manager's house. The Daily Prophet has been told that he has been going off his head at the news and has told her to keep away from him.
Her spokeswitch told the Daily Prophet that he has even hit her. As a result of the whole situation Sindy Mos totally broke down.
Meanwhile Malfoy seems to have amused himself with his wife-to-be in Southern France. (See photos below.)
Little did he know that Alessia De Russo herself would be taking liberties with their engagement and that she herself seems to play with his feelings. While he is working up a sweat at the training camp of the National Quidditch Team at Romania to make sure we win the next championship, she seems to follow her pleasures. As you will notice on the photos below it is his best friend Blaise Zabini besides others she is having fun with.
The Daily Prophet feels that Draco Malfoy has made the wrong decision to propose to Alessia De Russo. We're anxious how the whole thing moves on...
I took a deep breath and had the sudden feeling of fainting any moment.
I jumped up from the table, ran to the bathroom and was sick.
I gasped and sank down next to the toilet.
After a while it knocked on the door, I heard Victoria's voice from outside,
„Ally, are you alright?"
„Yes, I'm fine. Thank you!" I replied in a choked voice, still panting for air.
I got up and splashed some water in my face and brushed my teeth. Then I exited.
Marc and Vic who seemed to have arrived at my place in the meantime gave me a worried look.
„I'm fine. Upset stomach somehow." I said to them.
„Fine cock-and-bull-story they've dished up this time, haven't they?" I hissed.
The others nodded and Vic said,
„But we know that, Ally!"
„Are you sure that Sindy Mos isn't expecting Draco's child? Maybe he hasn't told you..." Marc asked.
„No, he wouldn't lie to me. I don't think she's expecting his child." I said weakly and took a seat at the sofa.
Tom stood nearby, staring out of the window.
„Ally, we've owled Luca – I'm sure he'll come here soon. We have to contact Draco, he has to know what has happened. I'm quite sure there will be loads of paparazzi lingering the training camp to get him." Marc said coolly.
'Here we go again! Why can't they just leave us alone. Is she really pregnant? Does he have concealed it? Would he lie to me?' I thought.
I nodded at Marc's last words and ran to the bathroom once again.
At Blaise's house Sindy Mos awoke in his bed.
Blaise sat upright next to her and looked at her.
He was holding two glasses of Champagne in his hands and now handed one to her.
„Good morning, darling!" she said in a sweet voice.
„Good morning my dear. To a wonderful time together." he said, raising his glass, and smirked.
The Daily Prophet laid on the bedside locker showing a picture of Ally kissing him on his mouth.
Sindy saw it and smirked too.
„To a wonderful day...a real ladies' man you are, my dear.I didn't know that!" she said and kissed him.
He took her glass and put it aside. Then he hugged and kissed her, she gave in and moaned.
'She definitely makes me horny!' Blaise thought.