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Having Artemis was by far the best thing that had ever happened to me. When my vacation, which is what people were calling me skipping class for three weeks, was over, I had gotten into a routine. I'd trade off with Draco every other time Arty woke up. I'd take first shift, then him, and then me, and then him.

She was still tiny. I couldn't put her down, no matter how much I tried.

I stood at the door, ready for class, which started in fifteen minutes.

"Dobby," I called. A shaky elf appeared in front of me ten seconds later and bowed.

"What can Dobby do for Mistress Malfoy?"

I croutched down so that I was at his level. "Look, I have classes but I can't leave Artemis here alone. Are you up to caring for her while I'm gone?"

"Of course, Miss!" Dobby squeaked, his large eyes widening in excitement. "Anything for Harry Potter's goddaughter! Dobby will be most excited!"

"Alright, if she's hungry, there is milk in bottles in the fridge. Just heat it up in the microwave for thirty seconds," I said in relief. "And if you need anything, find me, alright? I'll be here-"

"Dobby knows Miss's schedule," Dobby said embarrassed. "Dobby will take care of Little Malfoy."

"Thank you, Dobby, you have no idea what this means to me," I said sincerely. Large tears welled up in Dobby's eyes. I forgot how emotional he was. . . "And if she starts crying, figure out what's wrong, and fix it. If she still doesn't stop crying. . . hum to her or-"

"Dobby knows what to do, Miss," Dobby said impatiently. "Miss best be off to class or she'll be late.

"Thank you, Dobby."

I shut the door to the suite and took a deep breath. I had been studying when I was caring for Arty so that I wasn't behind. I couldn't be behind. I had to finish this year and I was going to finish with more than passing.

I had a bag for Hermione that I had brought with me. It was the bag I was suppossed to give her when we first came back from break, but she left super drunk so I forgot about it. It was a Guicci bag that would hold all of her books due to the untraceable extension charm. I had it and never used it and figured she could keep it. I walked into Life Skills and slipped the purse under her chair when I passed her. I sat next to Draco. I noticed I had stares on me.

I looked up and met all of their gazes with a cold glare. They all flinched back and looked away. I smirked to myself and noticed the things on the table. A pot, a pan, and food.

Steak and potatoes with thousands of cans of vegetables.

"Today, you will be cooking the items in front of you and your partner will be testing it out," Esme's voice said.

"Good luck and begin!"

I started immediately. Draco got to cooking on the vegetables and I put the pan on the open flame, the steak sizzling at the heat.

"'ey, Blaise!" I called.

"Yeah!" He grinned.

"What's your mom special ingredient again?" I smirked. The class was listening to our exchange and those that knew about Blaise's mother laughed.

Draco paled and Blaise just laughed.

"Draco not putting out?" he guessed.

"Eh," I shrugged. I winked at Draco, who was shocked. "He just passes out on me."

Daphne giggled, "Oh, don't be like that. You know he leaves you feelin' alive."

"You'd know, Daphne," I laughed.

"Here, put this in it," I heard a voice whisper next to me. Blaise passed me a little vial. I read the label and cracked a grin.

"Oh, definately," I giggled. Before Draco could stop me, I put a few liquid forms of the contents into the steak and nodded to Blaise. "That should taste perfect now, Blaise, thank you. You can have this back now, you need it," I smirked.

When Esme had everyone try the other's meal, I took the vegetables happily. Draco was staring at the steak.

"What'd you put in it?"

I smirked, "I'll tell you after you take a bite."

"Will it kill me?"

I shook my head, "I promise, sweetcakes, you will not die because of this. Well. . . Not right away."

"Not helping," He muttered. He took a hesitant bite and I giggled.

"What's in it?" Daphne giggled.

"ExTenze," I whispered.

"Oh my god! Blaise! Where the fuck did you get that and why didn't you tell me?" Daphne cried.

I laughed so hard, tears sprung in my eyes. "How are you, Draco?"

He shrugged, "Don't feel any different."

I smirked and stepped closer, breathing in his ear, "Do you? Because when you feel different. . . I feel different."

"Class dismissed!" Esme said. I grabbed my bag, leaving a stunned Draco, glaring vehemently at me.

I nodded to Granger, "Under your chair," I whispered.

She looked under her chair and then back up to say something, but I was already gone.

I shut the portrait door just as it opened. Draco stood there, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Why the hell would you-"

"I thought I'd get you a little fun time," I murmured. "Just you and me."

"But Arty-"

"Dobby will be fine with her for a few minutes, right?" I said, putting my arms around his neck.

"But-"

"But?"

"The potion you took from Pomphrey," he murmured, his lips millimeters from mine. "It'll hurt."

I sighed, "Fine, deal with your little problem yourself then."

I went to the nursary and shut the door.

"Wait!" I heard him call. "I didn't mean, no!"

I just laughed and went to Dobby, who was rocking the bassinet.

"Is everything alright?" I asked quietly. I croutched down and sat at the foot of the little infant bed.

"Yes, Miss. Little Malfoy was a good girl the entire time, Miss."

"Do you have somewhere to-"

"No, Miss. Dobby doesn't have anywhere to be. Dobby's a free elf with salary and pay checks. Dobby wants to help Miss with the baby."

"That's sweet of you, Dobby, really, but I only will be needing your help when I am in classes and can't be here."

"Dobby doesn't think Miss is doing a good job?"

"No!" I said softly, desperately. "Dobby, you're doing a wonderful job. I just don't want to abuse your services."

"Dobby is not being abused of his services, Miss. Dobby remembers caring for you, Miss, when you were a baby."

I blushed lightly, but sighed, "I'll be fine on my own when I'm home, Dobby."

"Then Dobby will service Little Malfoy behind Miss's back," he said strongly.

I looked at him and he flinched from my stare, but I softened my eyes and sighed, "Alright, but I will take care of her most of the time when I get back here."

"Deal, Miss. Dobby is very pleased he'll be able to help Miss with the baby. Dobby likes babies."

The door opened quickly and Draco grabbed my wrist, "Bella, I need to speak with you, please?" There was an urgency to his tone and a sort of discomfort to his stance.

"I'll talk to you later, Dobby," I said. I turned to Draco when we were in the hall, "Hey, I was just kidding-"

"I got this from your mother," Draco said, tossing the note to me that I failed to notice was in his hand.

I read over it confused, but as the words started to process and form ideas in my head, my face slowly twisted to horror.

"They'll be waiting for us on the platform," I breathed.

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