Authors Notez: I'm begining to enjoy this twisted story more then you guys. (Evil Smirk)

Love Sick

Chapter Twelve

He looked around his room after taking a few short breaths, it was a mess. Everything from posters to pictures to books were lying all over the place. His book shelf was broken lying on the floor and his alarm clock was fractured near the window. He walked over to his dresser. Draco Malfoy had a lip bruise caused by the hard punch received from Hermione Granger. The thought of her caused another blood pressure to rise and he smashed the mirrored reflection of himself. He watched the glass pieces shatter on the floor. Blood began to pour out from his hand. Draco couldn't feel the pain but he watched the blood glide down his arm in fascination. There was a small piece of glass on his knuckle, he pulled it out causing more blood to gush.

If anyone would see him now they would think he was a mad man, escaped from Askaban. That thought made him smirk, the evil trademark smirk passed down to him from generations of Malfoy's.

"It's funny isn't it. Here I am, an unwed father soon to marry the one person I never wanted to be near. It's funny how a small little game that would make me feel powerful only made me lose control. It's funny how I thought I had everything, now more then ever I'm left with NOTHING!!!" Draco roared in frustration and kicked the dresser, a cabinet door's hinge broke and fell on the floor.

Draco sat on his bed and took out a small portrait from his night table. The photo was of Hermione in the Library biting her lip in concentration. I hate you mud-blood...I hate you. He ripped the picture in half letting it fall on the floor. If I hate her so much why do I feel so guilty. Draco fell back on his bed and put his hands behind his head watching the ceiling. A knock came and he knew exactly who it was. He ignored the knock, it didn't matter any longer. He lost her. Hermione knocked once more and walked in regardless the cold stare he gave her.

Hermione's eyes became wide as she took a quick glance around the room and then met his stare. She threw his belt at him and walked back out slamming the door behind her. Seeing her face made him want to run out to her, grab her and beg for her to understand. But he knew better. Malfoy's don't beg. I won the bet. It's over.

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Christmas break passed by, he didn't visit his family and he didn't buy them gifts. Although he had a pile of presents in the back of his room, he didn't bother to open it. Christmas were for fools who were happy. Draco certainly knew he wasn't happy and probably never will be for the rest of his life. He had also received a letter from his mother complaining about his absence and Draco discarded the letter as quickly as it came and returned to his readings. That's all he seemed to do for the past two weeks, read and sleep.

A few times Blaise tried to contact him but Draco ignored him as well. Everyone meant nothing to him, the only tinge of care he had was for his baby that was unfortunately growing inside of Pansy. He would ask how she was doing a few times but Pansy would sneer and walk away. He usually took that as a yes. But tonight he didn't expect to obtain an urgent school letter from Madame Pomfre asking him to come to the hospital wing.

Draco ran to the hospital wing, he never ran like that in his life. He was afraid of losing the only thing he could claim his own. But when he entered the waiting room he found Hermione sitting there, looking down watching the tiles on the floor. Watching her reminded him of everything he had built to forget. Hermione looked up at him and met his eyes. She looked worried and confused.

"Why was I sent here?" He asked coldly. Hermione's expressions changed she glared at him hatefully.

"Pansy been asking for you non stop. She's inside." Draco's fear was becoming a reality.

"Is..is she alright?" He asked worriedly as he brushed his hair back. Hermione put her hands on her hips.

"I found her in the perfects bathroom, sprawled on the floor. What was she doing there?" Draco remembered a week ago when he told Pansy the password to the bathroom, in case she needed it for emergency or women things.

"What happened to her?" Ignoring her question. Hermione looked down.

"I really don't know. She's inside." Draco dashed past her and ran inside to the patients room. He found Pansy lying asleep in one of the beds. Madame Pomfre stood over her checking her pulse.

"Is she okay?" He asked making the lady jump and stare at him.

"Heavens yes. She just fainted." Draco looked confused.

"Why?" Madame Pomfre took a small vile from her pocket and showed it to Draco.

"It seems she has been trying to hide the fact that she's pregnant. And this potion had made her lose her appetite. Malnutrition caused this little incident." She spoke sternly and put the vile back into her pocket. "I'll leave you here, but make sure you leave when its 8 o clock." Draco nodded and pulled up a seat to wait. Madame Pomfre left and he was alone watching the pale figure of Pansy.

Five minutes hadn't even passed by when Pansy fluttered her eyes open watching Draco. Draco perked up and looked at her. "What am I doing here?" She asked confused.

"You fainted." Draco said calmly. He didn't understand why he was so calm but he didn't pay much attention to it. "Why did you take it?! Don't you know you could have hurt yourself and the baby." Draco said quickly. Pansy shot him a look.

"Don't act like you care now." Pansy said coldly.

"I do care, its my seed in your damn body. I bloody have to care." Draco's temper began to rise. Pansy rolled her eyes.

"What's the point? Your going to divorce me anyways. Leave me alone to take care of a baby. I might as well be a unwed mother." Draco felt infuriated. Who was she to second guess his motives and actions.

"You know as well as I, that I can't leave you. That baby is as much responsibility for me as it is for you!!!" Draco leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes trying to take away the stress.

"You hate me don't you? You always have! The only reason why your here is for the bloody baby growing inside me. When did I become a burden to you? Where did we go wrong Draco? Huh?" Pansy looked at him with so much emotion in her blue eyes. Draco didn't know what to say. He sat there staring back at her expressionless. "Answer me damn it!" Pansy demanded. Draco got off his seat and turned his back to her.

"Get some rest. I'll see you in the morning." With that Draco walked out of the room closing the doors behind him quietly. Have I always been such a --

"You impregnated her?!" Hermione stood there tears in her eyes. Draco was baffled. She was listening to my conversation! Hermione waited for him to answer, a cruel smirk came across his face that he hadn't predicted. He had become his old self sooner then he expected.

"Mind your own business mud-blood." Hermione glared at him hatefully and pulled out her wand as she walked up to him. He was surprised to see her change her behavior quickly. He would have used his wand in defense but didn't bring it with him. Her wand poked the left side of his chest. He stood there glaring back at her.

"I should just hex this heart of yours, because you really don't have one now do you?" Hermione didn't expect him to answer and he didn't, he couldn't answer. She was right, he had no heart. "Your just like your father. A heartless cold bastard!" That had hit him harder then he expected, his smirk erased from his face. I am nothing like my father! But hadn't he just agreed mentally that he had no heart. People like him could kill and walk away laughing, he could do that couldn't he? Hermione shoved the wand harder at him. Tears were uncontrollably falling down her eyes and trailing down her cheek.

Then she brought down her wand and met his eyes one last time. "People don't change." It seemed like she was saying it to herself more then to him. Without another word she had left him standing there alone in the waiting room.