A/N- Hey guys! So sorry for not updating sooner. I was on vacation, and I have so much summer work right now. Plus this week was tennis tryouts, but today it rained so it was cancelled. So here is the next chapter without further ado.

Chapter 4:- Nappies are alive!

She returned to her desk to search for photos on the internet, but she wasn't having any luck without. Malfoy, of course, couldn't do anything by himself. He kept asking her for this file and that case, it was becoming pretty annoying and tough to concentrate. She was cradling a cup of tea that afternoon when the baby started wailing again. She picked up the bottle with the formula and gave it to him, but found that she did not have the energy to look after him. Why should she anyway? The baby most certainly wasn't hers, and in all probability it was Malfoy's. A personal assistant could only do so much. She marched into the room with the baby, and deposited him into Malfoy's hands.

"Weasley, what the bloody hell do you think you are doing? I'm working here can't you see?" His voice was deceptively calm, but that is the way he shows his anger. Malfoys do NOT yell. They argue reasonably.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, he is, for all I know, your son. Not mine. I am under no obligation to look after him. There isn't anything about looking after your child in the job description. I am tired and have a headache. I don't plan on looking after you and your child. Get your girlfriend to do it. Happy bonding!" She turned around and walked back to her desk. She didn't even have the energy to smile for having gotten one over Malfoy. She could still hear him calling for her, but she isn't going. Maybe then he would appreciate having her around.

After an hour he walked out of his room with the baby in his arms. He had successfully calmed Tom down; he actually was sleeping in Malfoy's arms! Her eyes traveled up Malfoy's form. He certainly was a sight to see, with is usually perfect hair disheveled, and he looked very tired. The arrogance was all but gone from his face and he certainly had no smirk to greet her. She actually felt a twinge of sympathy for him but quelled it. After placing the baby in the pram with a gentleness that she would not have given him credit for, he stood next to her. Looking up from her screen, she was again struck by how sexy he looked with his hair all tousled like he just got up form bed. She itched to run her fingers through them like he had obviously done in his office. He had removed his jacket as well, and loosened his tie.

"Weasley, I know I've been horrible to you in the past. I'm sorry for that. But please don't take it out on me now! I don't know how to look after a baby! I'm a Malfoy." He said that as if that explained everything. "I can't work or clean or change nappies. Plus it will kill my social life for the week. So please I beg of you, take care of him. You don't have much of a life anyway, so you won't miss anything. Plus you've looked after Pothead's brat before. So please?"

"You know, Malfoy, I don't think you can survive without insulting me or my family. You just said I don't have a life. You really don't know how to be nice do you? Well, rule number one, when you are trying to ask someone for a favor, try refraining from insults. No, I refuse to spend sleepless nights for you. Go ask your girlfriend, I am sure she will do it."

"But, Weasley, you are so good with him. I saw how happy happy he looked snuggled in your arms. Plus Sylvia is not cut out for motherhood."

"I see I don't have to tell you rule number two. Turn on the flattery. But I still stand by my first decision."

"I'll pay you!" he said desperation creeping into his voice. "A month's salary for every day you look after him. Please! I won't survive."

She found herself wavering now. That is a lot of money with which she could pay her mom's bills in St. Mungo's and pay off her debts and get some new clothes and shoes, and fix her house, and still have some left over. The money could certainly come in handy. And she still wanted to become a healer. So maybe she can take a night course and pay for it using this money.

"Alright, Malfoy, I'll do it. But not alone. You're helping me as well. Contrary to what you think, I don't know how to look after a child either. Plus, I have to work here as well, and I don't plan on exhausting myself." She saw the relief flood his face, but continued on. "Today is Thursday. So the weekend will be here soon." She walked over to the pram, taking an invertory of what was available. "We still need to buy some more food, what the lady gave isn't enough. He has his toys. We might need a pacifier, I can't find on here. Maybe couple of clothes, there is only two here. Some more nappies, I don't plan on using the cloth ones! I can't think of anything else right now, but if I do, I will let you know."

"Weasley, I could kiss you right now, but it would probably be unpleasant for the both of us. So I will refrain from it. So you can take him home and look after him there?" he asked with obvious delight. He looked very young and almost nice with a grin on his face.

"Malfoy, you probably can't stay on the couch at my house. It doesn't have any of the luxuries you take for granted. So I think I think it will be best if we went to yours."

"Go to mine? But, wait a minute! Why are you coming to my house?!" the expression on his face soured a bit.

"Tsk, Tsk, Malfoy. We are both in this together. Maybe you didn't hear that part. I can't do this alone. Babysitting a child for 4 hours is different from looking after it all night. So tell me, where are we going? Yours or mine?

"Mine." He said with a sigh of acquiescence. "Its better that way. I need to call Syl up and cancel my dinner date. She isn't going to like it. Damn it, what did I ever do to deserve this!"

"Well, you made the lives of everybody miserable back in Hogwarts, especially mine and my brothers'. You also seduced the female population and left them once you got what they wanted. You..."

"Stop! Stop! That was a rhetorical question. I didn't expect you to answer." He turned to go into his office but remembered something else. "Call Lucianos and cancel the reservation and send her two dozen white roses. Here's the message. 'Sweetheart, I am so sorry I have to cancel our date today. Why don't you take the night off instead. You must be tired from the shooting of your latest movie. Luv, Adonis. P.S. White is the color of peace, so no arguments please!' That sounds about right. Oh and direct the last appointment today to Alexander. He can handle this one. Research more on the case "Johnson vs. Wizengamot." The case I have is very similar to that. Pull out the laws relating to it too while you're at it. Oce you are done I would like the information. And how the search for the photos going? I hope well. I would like to find the guy who impersonated me! Putting me through so much damn inconvenience. That's all for now." He walked back to his office, the arrogance back in his stride.

"And we're back to the ordering. I knew his 'please' wouldn't last. Okay, Tom, luv, we have to stand Malfoy's bad mood for the next week. Well it is only a week for you. It is so much longer for me! The stupid prat asks a question and doesn't wait for the answer. I suppose I should do all that he told me to do." Grumbling she started doing the work he dumped on her at the last minute.

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"Well, Weasley, are you ready to go? We still need to go to the store to get the things you listed earlier, and we can't very well apparate into the Muggle store.

"So actually were listening to what I had to say. That is a surprise. Malfoy, you just worked me like your house elf for the past hour. You need to give me some time. Do you think I could use the bathroom in your office? I need to change Tom's nappy and you have the privilege of helping me. Oh, and to our list we also need to add baby soap and shampoo. We can't very well not bathe him! Hello, Malfoy? You in there?"

"You can't expect me to help? I don't know how!" the look of horror on his face was comical, and this time she did laugh!

"Well there is always a first time for everything then, isn't there." She quirked an eyebrow at him, laughter evident in her face.

"I am paying you to look after the child, but since you require my assistance, you are going to bring your laptop and other things that you need to my house. I can't pay you for doing nothing now can I?"

"Fine, I will work. But you are going to change the nappies. Come along now." Grapping the nappy and the child she brushed past him into his personal bathroom.

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"Who knew changing nappie was so hard!! If only he would stop squirming. Come on, Malfoy, don't just stand there. Help me. Hold on to his legs." Ginny was stuggling with the nappies and pins, and Tom. He was crying and wiggling. Apparently he didn't want his nappie changed. Malfoy, of course, was a bit useless when it came to this. He was just standing outside, looking in on what was happening inside. After much insistence he came in, but didn't do anything. She was quickly losing her patience.

"Malfoy, for Merlin's sake, help me! I have removed the pins. NO I just need to put it on. Sing him something. That might quiet him. I can't sing and do this. I am too harassed. Do you know any nursery rhymes?"

"Weasley, I am doing the best I can, so stop complaining. And I can't sing!" His breath came out in gasps in his effort to hold on to Tom's legs. "Oh, forget it. Let's not change him!"

"Lord grant me patience. Just sing damn it. I won't tell anybody how badly you sing alright?" I just need him to calm down while I put the pins on. Maybe you could do that while on to the legs."

"You are asking me to put sharp objects next to his manhood while he is squirming?! You've got to be kidding me!" he yelled to make himself be heard. His voice was ripe with fright and horror.

"Stop being such a baby. Here let me switch positions with you." She held on to the baby's nappy in one hand and the hold with the other, and twisted herself around Malfoy. Their bodies touched at every point, and she felt a quick jolt at the pit of her stomach, but didn't dwell on it. She handed the pins to Malfoy, who didn't look too pleased to be doing this.

"Weasley, hold on to his hands too! He keeps flailing it and it might smack me while I am doing it. Gods, I am never going to have a child."

Ginny held on the legs and arms, and started singing some of the nursery rhymes that Harry's son Sirius loved to watch. Tom quieted down a bit listening to the familiar songs, but still continued to wail. Draco couldn't put it off any longer, and holding on to the diaper and muttering a quick prayer, plunged the pin in. He left out the breath which he didn't know he was holding after a pause when the baby's wails didn't increase.

"I did it!" He said with relief.

"Good. Now for the other side..."

A/N:- Hope you guys like this chapter and have as much fun as I had writing it! I gave you a longer chapter this time! Draco changing nappies is just a funny sight...If any of the characters seem too OOC let me know. I would love to hear your thoughts! So please leave a review. I gave you a longer chapter this time!

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