On The Inside

Chapter Twenty-Six: Nightingale

I sat down against the bathroom stall door.

I was pregnant. I was having a baby. I was having a Malfoy Baby. I was having the baby of a man who may not live to see him or her.

I sat there, trying to talk myself down from insanity. If today was my worst luck, I would be a widowed single mother all by the time I was twenty.

A few moments later, the door to the loo creaked open.

"Phoenix, sweetie, "I heard Mrs. Malfoy say, "Are you alright? We're getting worried about you out here. "

"I'm fine, "I lied, "I just had a small spell. Must be nerves. "

How could I tell her I was having a baby when the baby's father doesn't know it yet?

I cleaned myself up and quickly redid my make-up. I had to hold it together for a few more minutes at least.

When I walked out, I found the reporters were gone to set up outside. Narcissa had her hands folded together while Lucius had sat down on a nearby bench.

"They're taking too long to debate the verdict, "Narcissa sighed, "If any of us make it, I rather it be him. "

"Harry had a very good debate, "Lucius said.

"Does it mean it's enough, Lucius?" Narcissa asked.

I admired Narcissa in a way. She cared about her son. She was a very good mother under thee circumstances. Whether or not Lucius cared about Draco's well-being was yet to be proven. Harry told me that Narcissa had asked whether or not Draco was alive or not when Harry had faced Voldemort.

That night seemed ages ago now. Now, it felt as if years were passing while we waited for Draco's fate.

After a few more minutes of Lucius and Narcissa barking at one another, and a few more minutes of Narcissa crying, the door eventually opened.

We look to find Kingsley Shacklebolt walking out the door. Tears came to my eyes. They were gonna. . . walk him out?

I saw Draco walk out beside Mr. Shacklebolt. The two shook hands as Kingsley walked back inside the court room.

I stood there with the goofiest grin on my face as tears streamed down.

"Draco, "I whispered.

He looked at me with a smirk as he took me into his arms.

"God, I've missed you, "he whispered in my ear as his lips attacked mine.

Draco let go of me to say goodbye to his parents and walked with me out to the car.

"Draco, how does it feel to be a free man?" the reporters yell as soon as Draco and I walked out of the Ministry.

"Draco, what is married life like for you?" one yelled.

More and more questions flew at us, but Draco ignored them as he helped me into the car before climbing in himself.