Krystynnia woke the next morning and got ready for breakfast. Finally, she and Draco were both prepared to go eat in the Great Hall, so they walked downstairs together.
Fred and George watched Krystynnia walk with Malfoy. They expected her to stop at the Gryffindor table, but to Fred's surprise and George's disgust, she sat down at the Slytherin table. George got very mad and walked over to where she was sitting. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked. "I am sitting with my house. Problem?" she asked him sarcastically. Draco just watched in a puzzled sort of way. "Your house?" he spat, glaring at Malfoy. "Yes, my house, and stop looking at him like that!" Krystynnia said icily. "Look, what I need to say here is, IT'S OVER!" she screamed at him.
Everyone turned to look at the three of them. Krystynnia rolled her eyes. "What?" she asked. Everyone went back to their business. "George, don't make this any harder that it has to be. I can't be with you," she said softly. "I'm sorry," she finished.
George looked horror-stricken. "I'm not!" Draco said, putting his arm around her. George looked livid. "So, you're dumping me for that?" he asked. Inside he was hurt and it was obvious that he was angry. "We can't be together. I can't disgrace you this way! Just go," she said.
George finally walked away. He had just lost the only one he'd ever loved to Draco Malfoy. Could it be that he had finally learned how to care about people? It seemed that that was the case.
After all their classes that day, they met up in Draco's room. "Do I seem a little fat to you?" she asked him. "No, you're beautiful," he said, kissing her forehead. "No! I can't hide this from you," she began. He looked confused. "I'm pregnant," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. "No, don't cry," he said, embracing her. "It's half because I'm so glad to be having your child, and half because we're in so much trouble now," she sobbed.
"What are we going to do?" she asked helplessly. "I honestly don't know," he started uncertainly. "You'll have the baby and we'll love it. We'll just have to go from there, I guess," he concluded. "Just promise me one thing," she said. "Anything," he agreed immediately. "Marry me, Malfoy. Marry me," she said, and she climbed into her bed, not knowing what she could do.
Fred and George watched Krystynnia walk with Malfoy. They expected her to stop at the Gryffindor table, but to Fred's surprise and George's disgust, she sat down at the Slytherin table. George got very mad and walked over to where she was sitting. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked. "I am sitting with my house. Problem?" she asked him sarcastically. Draco just watched in a puzzled sort of way. "Your house?" he spat, glaring at Malfoy. "Yes, my house, and stop looking at him like that!" Krystynnia said icily. "Look, what I need to say here is, IT'S OVER!" she screamed at him.
Everyone turned to look at the three of them. Krystynnia rolled her eyes. "What?" she asked. Everyone went back to their business. "George, don't make this any harder that it has to be. I can't be with you," she said softly. "I'm sorry," she finished.
George looked horror-stricken. "I'm not!" Draco said, putting his arm around her. George looked livid. "So, you're dumping me for that?" he asked. Inside he was hurt and it was obvious that he was angry. "We can't be together. I can't disgrace you this way! Just go," she said.
George finally walked away. He had just lost the only one he'd ever loved to Draco Malfoy. Could it be that he had finally learned how to care about people? It seemed that that was the case.
After all their classes that day, they met up in Draco's room. "Do I seem a little fat to you?" she asked him. "No, you're beautiful," he said, kissing her forehead. "No! I can't hide this from you," she began. He looked confused. "I'm pregnant," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. "No, don't cry," he said, embracing her. "It's half because I'm so glad to be having your child, and half because we're in so much trouble now," she sobbed.
"What are we going to do?" she asked helplessly. "I honestly don't know," he started uncertainly. "You'll have the baby and we'll love it. We'll just have to go from there, I guess," he concluded. "Just promise me one thing," she said. "Anything," he agreed immediately. "Marry me, Malfoy. Marry me," she said, and she climbed into her bed, not knowing what she could do.
