Chapter 2: Oh Baby!
Recent studies show that 95% of fetuses in the womb suck their right thumb and 5% suck their left. - The Lefty Notebook
"Parents are to now collect their partners," McGonnegal called out from the head table. Ginny fell in line the next morning at breakfast. Malfoy was nowhere to be seen. Someone tapped her on the shoulder, and turning around there he was. Draco looked coolly back at her.
They said nothing, but waited in line. In front of her she saw Ron clench his fist in anger. Ginny, feeling very. uncomfortable, glanced over at Malfoy. He of course had on a bored look. Then it was their turn. The stepped up to the long table housing muggle sacks of flour.
McGonnegal looked as stern as ever with her scroll and quill hovering just near her.
"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Weasley, please place your wand hands down on the indicators," she pointed to two silver plates. "These will determine what gender your baby will be."
A few seconds after doing so the silver plated flashed and a pink ball flew out.
"Congratulations," commented their teacher absentmindedly. "You have a girl."
The professor picked up a flour baby that had sprung rubber arms, legs, and a cabbage patch doll head with pink clothes and handed it to Draco. Ginny giggled to herself at his uneasy expression.
McGonnegal motioned them down the table to Snape, who sneered as usual.
"I am the 'family doctor'," he looked like he had been bullied into the job. "Here are your journals- follow the direction." He shoved the folders at Ginny and tossed his greasy hair.
"Well, where should we sit?" Draco asked mildly. The couples were required to sit at individual tables in the corner of the hall.
They found a spot and food appeared.
Ginny opened her journal. The first question was:
What is your baby's gender? Underneath she wrote: Girl
What is his/her name?
Ginny looked up at Draco and asked, "what shall we name her?"
"Well obviously Malfoy."
Ginny shot him a sarcastic look, "It's a girl."
"Well then we can't call it Weasley either."
"That wasn't funny," she informed him, taking a sip of her water.
"I know. It's hard to be humorous so close to many Griffindors."
Ginny looked to her right to see the next three tables occupied by Harry and Priscilla, Ron and Libby, and Hermione and Colin. Ginny sighed. Of course they would be there and all staring at them (which they were).
"Anyway-names- um." Ginny bit her lip trying to think. Why did I have to do this? Why did I not listen to Ron? But then again, Malfoy isn't exactly making fun of me.much. Oh this is so annoying!
Malfoy tore a page from his journal in half, handing one to her.
"Write a name on it and we'll pick. Ginny thought and scribbled down:
Madeline
She had always liked it. She folded it up and gave it to Draco. He put hers in one hand and his in the other, mixing them up.
"Pick a hand"
She picked the left. Malfoy opened the sheet and it read:
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oep Sorry for making you wait but review anyway. Should I keep going? Also if anyone would like to beta for my fic PLEASE email me!
Recent studies show that 95% of fetuses in the womb suck their right thumb and 5% suck their left. - The Lefty Notebook
"Parents are to now collect their partners," McGonnegal called out from the head table. Ginny fell in line the next morning at breakfast. Malfoy was nowhere to be seen. Someone tapped her on the shoulder, and turning around there he was. Draco looked coolly back at her.
They said nothing, but waited in line. In front of her she saw Ron clench his fist in anger. Ginny, feeling very. uncomfortable, glanced over at Malfoy. He of course had on a bored look. Then it was their turn. The stepped up to the long table housing muggle sacks of flour.
McGonnegal looked as stern as ever with her scroll and quill hovering just near her.
"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Weasley, please place your wand hands down on the indicators," she pointed to two silver plates. "These will determine what gender your baby will be."
A few seconds after doing so the silver plated flashed and a pink ball flew out.
"Congratulations," commented their teacher absentmindedly. "You have a girl."
The professor picked up a flour baby that had sprung rubber arms, legs, and a cabbage patch doll head with pink clothes and handed it to Draco. Ginny giggled to herself at his uneasy expression.
McGonnegal motioned them down the table to Snape, who sneered as usual.
"I am the 'family doctor'," he looked like he had been bullied into the job. "Here are your journals- follow the direction." He shoved the folders at Ginny and tossed his greasy hair.
"Well, where should we sit?" Draco asked mildly. The couples were required to sit at individual tables in the corner of the hall.
They found a spot and food appeared.
Ginny opened her journal. The first question was:
What is your baby's gender? Underneath she wrote: Girl
What is his/her name?
Ginny looked up at Draco and asked, "what shall we name her?"
"Well obviously Malfoy."
Ginny shot him a sarcastic look, "It's a girl."
"Well then we can't call it Weasley either."
"That wasn't funny," she informed him, taking a sip of her water.
"I know. It's hard to be humorous so close to many Griffindors."
Ginny looked to her right to see the next three tables occupied by Harry and Priscilla, Ron and Libby, and Hermione and Colin. Ginny sighed. Of course they would be there and all staring at them (which they were).
"Anyway-names- um." Ginny bit her lip trying to think. Why did I have to do this? Why did I not listen to Ron? But then again, Malfoy isn't exactly making fun of me.much. Oh this is so annoying!
Malfoy tore a page from his journal in half, handing one to her.
"Write a name on it and we'll pick. Ginny thought and scribbled down:
Madeline
She had always liked it. She folded it up and gave it to Draco. He put hers in one hand and his in the other, mixing them up.
"Pick a hand"
She picked the left. Malfoy opened the sheet and it read:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
oep Sorry for making you wait but review anyway. Should I keep going? Also if anyone would like to beta for my fic PLEASE email me!
