"Gin and Tonic," I looked up, a smile slowly spreading across my face.

"What are you doing here? John said you were off," My voice was muffled in the fabric of the man's shirt as he hugged me. Blaise Zambini, long since having gotten over his "I want to be evil" stage, was probably the best friend I had ever. He had helped me hide my pregnancy since the night he found me out by the lake crying. His black hair was spiked short and his blue eyes sparkled with mirth as he embraced me.

"I came by to see my favorite girl, of course," I smiled into his crimson shirt, allowing myself to stand still for a second just listening to his heartbeat. The rock music from the club I worked in blared from the stage, almost shaking the glasses and sending vibrations threw everyone's body. I smoothed down my black apron, which had the name of the bar "Midnight" written across it. Blaise gestured to the floor and I nodded enthusiastically. He took the tray in my hand from me and put it on the counter.

"Hey, John, I'm going on break," I yelled to the bar owner. He nodded to me and waved to Blaise as we walked onto the dance floor.

"Julie have her?" He asked, referring to my five-year-old daughter. I nodded as I slow song came on. Tilting my head to the side, I gave him the "shall we" look. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I linked mine about his neck.

"How are you?" I questioned, swaying slowly to the beat.

"Gin, there's someone I need you to meet," I raised an eyebrow at the man, praying inside that it was a new girlfriend that would some day make me an Aunt like Blaise was an Uncle.

"O.k.," He grabbed my hand a lead me to the other side of the club.

"Gin, this is Draco Malfoy, we went to Hogwarts with him," My eyes must have widened at the sight of my former lover because Draco's trademark smirk stretched across his handsome face.

"Hello, Ginerva," He greeted, brushing his lips across my knuckles. I felt me knees buckle and leaned into Blaise.

"Gin, you ok?" I looked up at Blaise and nodded. Oh my god, I thought, fear running threw me. Draco Malfoy, father of my daughter, was standing in front of me.

"Mhmm," I nodded to Draco and walked to the bar, ordering a shot of my namesake.

"How are you?" I slammed my drink before turning to Draco.

"I'm fine, you?"

"Good,"

"John," I called out to the bartender/owner, nodding to my empty glass.

"No way, Gin and Tonic, I'm not letting you go home to my little princess smashed," I glared at the tall man, who was clad in a leather vest, as he wiped my glass and put it in the sink.

"Jooooooooooohn," I whined, damn the cuteness of my little girl.

"His little princess?"

'My daughter," I replied, taking a cigarette from my pocket. I should have never started, but I did and at that point I had to much stress in my life to stop. I grabbed the lighter John handed me, still pissed that he hadn't let me have another drink. Draco grabbed the cigarette from my hand and took a long drag.

"Who's the father?"

'You,' I thought. I really wanted to tell him, I don't think I ever wanted to tell anyone about her as much as I did then. But I couldn't.

"He's not in the picture,"

"When do I get to meet her?" He took a sip of his drink.

"Are you staying with Blaise?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Then tonight," He raised an eyebrow at me. "Me and Blaise are roomies," My eyes saught out the black haired man in the crowd and I laughed at the sight of him. Blaise was standing in the center of a circle of muggle girls, dancing with each one and trying very hard not to sing along to the song.

"Are you and him…?"

"Me and Blaise? Ha, he wishes," I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye and felt myself blush.

"Gin, breaks over," John called and I mentally hugged him. I grabbed my tray and headed off to work, thanking god for an escape from the piercing gray eyes like my daughters.

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-P.d.