A/N: Muahahahahahahaha! I have been waiting so long to start work on this chapter... I just don't want to finish it, because that will mean that the story is over. If enough of you beg me to no end I will do a sequel. So, if you want a sequel, beg. Okay, don't beg, just ask.

Disclaimer: I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, dee di lee dee, but no Harry Potter to my name, doot doot. No Draco, Hermione, or even so little as a Ron. It makes me cry, I want to die (not really!), but then the story would just go on (and on and on and on and on…). And I don't have the right to that song…(sweat drop)

" Emily," Harry yelled, receiving a disapproving look from Madame Pince, causing him to become much more quiet as he continued. " You can't name a girl Draco Jr. It…it doesn't work!"

" Who said that he was a girl," Draco hissed back at him. Draco carefully took the chicken egg from Harry, and pulled off the pink bow he had put on it, before replaced it with a tiny blue cap. His voice changed to a coo as he spoke to the chicken egg. " Don't worry Draco Jr. I won't let mean ol' Harry put a bow on you again."

" Wait, wait, wait," Harry said, taking the egg back from Draco. " Why don't we just ask Hermione and Ginny what they think we should name her?" Harry glared at the air in front of him." Hermione will probably enjoy the break from...him."

" Good point," Draco said as he stood up, and took the egg away from Harry, and cradled it in his arm. They walked out of the Library in search of Hermione. A small boy ran past, and Draco, stopping, stood stock still, and handed Harry Emily/Draco Jr. He turned around, and grabbed a poor little first year by the shirt. " Hey you, what's your name?"

" Eep," The boy squeaked as Draco bore down upon him, he continued in a whimper, trying his best to become as small as possible. Which, of course, wasn't hard for a boy who was barely four feet already. " I-it's P-Pip. Pip sir. Don't hurt me, please."

" Alright Pip," Draco said glaring at him. " You need to be more careful, you could have made me drop my child." Pip gave him a confused look. " Watch where you step, get it?" He nodded. " Got it then? Good." Draco took the egg from Harry, and the boy suppressed a laugh as they walked away. " The nerve of some people. Anyway, I think Hermione and Crabbe are out by the Lake."

Harry nodded his head, and they continued in a silence. With in that time Draco thought about where they were going. He had awoken early in the morning by the feeling of something wet and cold. When he had opened his eyes he realized that he was standing in the lake again. Draco was starting to worry, but mostly he wanted to know why he kept ending up at the lake. What was so special about it?

" Hi Draco, Harry," Hermione called, Draco looked up at her. She came running over to them smiling from ear to ear. She looked really please, and Draco thought he knew why. " Oh my gosh you have no idea how glad I am to see you two. Crabbe is as idiotic as he looks, and he is boring." She shook her head. " He had no idea how to take care of a child."

" Well, what do you expect," Draco asked as hem shrugged his shoulders. " Maybe next time you won't pick Crabbe as your partner." Hermione opened her mouth to argue with him, they hadn't chosen their partners. Their partners were chosen for them. " Anyway, Harry and I are having a dilemma."

" Yes, a dilemma," Harry echoed matter-of-factly, a smile on his face. " Hermione, what do you think we should name our child? Emily, or…Draco Jr." You could tell by the way Harry spoke which name he preferred. Hermione rolled her eyes at them. " You can think first."

" I don't know," Hermione said slowly, drawling out the words, and magnifying the climax. " I mean, Crabbe and I named our child Shakespeare. Crabbe still thinks we named our egg after a weapon. I didn't bother to correct him." Harry and Draco looked at each other with a stunned look on their face. " Anyway, Emily. Definitely."

" Alright, time to ask Ginny," Draco said glaring at Harry, who had a smug look on his face. " Let's ask Ginny what she thinks." Draco turned and marched away from Hermione and Harry. He heard Hermione giggle, Harry had undoubtedly given her a see-you-later kiss. " I think Ginny is in the Owlry."

" Don't worry Draco," Harry said as he got into step with Draco. " I'm sure that Ginny won't betray you." Harry was quiet for a moment. " Hey Draco, if Ginny says she likes the name Emily…that won't cause trouble with you two…will it? I don't want to mess up your relationship."

" Oh no, of course not," Draco said as they walked into the Entrance Hall. Harry sighed in relief. " How can you mess up what will be over?" Harry stopped in the middle of the corridor. " I'm just kidding Harry, really. It won't bother me two much. If she likes the name you chose that doesn't mean that she had suddenly fallen for you, so why should I worry?"

Harry nodded his head, and again was silent. Draco wondered what it was that he was thinking about. Harry never really talked to him anymore. Actually, truth be told, Harry hardly ever talked to Draco about anything. It was mostly Ginny who talked to him. Draco opened his mouth to come up with a subject they could talk about while they walked to the Owlry. However, there was a problem with that. They were already at their destination.

Harry walked into the Owlry without waiting for Draco, fearing, only slightly, that Harry would conspire against him, Draco followed after him. Ginny was leaning on the windowsill, and looking out onto the ground. Harry was standing looking at her as though he was wondering whether or not to disturb her, but the moment the door closed Ginny turned to look at them.

" Oh, hello, Harry," Ginny said staring straight at Draco, but other wise not acknowledging him. " Can I help you with something?" Ginny took her eyes of Draco to look at Harry instead. She smiled kindly at him, but something flashed in her eyes that Draco didn't recognize for a moment. " Harry?"

" Oh yeah," Harry said as he raised Emily/Draco Jr. to her eye level. Ginny look at him/her and smiled, biting her bottom lip as she did so, and trying her hardest not to laugh. " Right. Draco and I are having trouble deciding what to name her. I want to name her Emily, and Draco wants to name her Draco Jr."

" Emily," Ginny said after a moment. " Nothing against Draco, but I'm a girl. I happen to like the name Emily very much." Ginny looked back out the window at the grounds, her hair was hiding her face from view. Draco hadn't notice before, but her hair was… " I hope that solved you dilemma."

" Yeah, thanks," Harry said as he walked over to the door. " I'll see you later Draco. I have some homework I need to work on, and I think I should put Emily down for a nap." Draco looked at Harry as though he had just noticed he was there. " So, see you."

" Ye-yeah," Draco stammered as he turned to face Ginny. Harry left, and the door closed softly behind him. There was a long pause of silence. Draco hadn't noticed before, why hadn't he noticed? " Ginny I…" She turned to look at him, her face tilted to the side as though she was expecting something. " I hadn't noticed you hair." She glared at him, and turned away. " It…looks nice short."

" Gah," Ginny screamed throwing her hand up in exasperation, and she stomped past him, and out of the Owlry. Slamming the doors behind her. Draco wrenched open the door, and ran after her. She looked over her shoulder as she walked. " Leave me alone."

" Wait," Draco called as she took off running. Draco followed after her, running as well. She dashed down the stairs, and out the doors onto the grounds. Draco followed after her. " Ginny, wait!" She ran to the lake and stopped. Draco stopped in his tracks. " Why?"

Why, Draco thought as he stared at her. Why did she have to go to the lake? Why do I keep ending up at this stupid lake? Draco shook his head, and looked at her again. That didn't matter right now. What mattered was Ginny. She was what mattered most. Draco ran over to her.

" NO, leave me alone," Ginny yelled as Draco grabbed her shoulders. " Leave me alone! Let me go!" She wriggled out of his grasp, and took off running again this time toward the Forbidden Forest. " Leave me alone! I don't want to talk to you! So go away!"

" I can't," Draco yelled as he ran after her. One minute he was running across the grass, the next through trees. They were thin and sparse here, but soon they became thicker, and closer together. Making it hard to get around them, and keep Ginny insight at the sane time. " Ginny!"

The trees were gone again, and they were in a clearing. The trees were really thick, and close together here. Ginny looked frantically for a space she could squeeze through. She found one, but didn't reach it before Draco grabbed her. Ginny struggled again, but Draco grabbed both of her shoulders, and pushed against the tree much harder than he meant to.

" Stay still damn it," Draco yelled at her, pushing her hard against the tree. Ginny tried to get away, but Draco slammed her body against the tree once more. Ginny stopped struggling. " Just stop trying to get away! Damn why won't you just listen to me! Listen to me!"

" No…no…no," Ginny said shaking her head violently. Draco looked at her, he was pressing his entire body against her, pinning her to the tree, leaving her with no way of escape, and she was trying to get way. " Please don't hurt me. Please, I'll listen. I promise."

" Go-good," Draco said as he pulled away from her, and watched her as she pulled away from her, and pressed herself between two trees. " Ginny I…" She hand her hands over her face, and wasn't looking at him, she probably wasn't even listening. Draco felt himself getting angry again. He grabbed Ginny's, and pinned them against of the trees with one hand. " Damn it Ginny!"

" Stay still damn it," Lucius yelled at the small, cowering, blond boy. It was Draco, and he tried to get away, but Lucius slammed his body against the wall again. Draco stopped struggling. " Just stop trying to get away. Damn, why won't you just do what I tell you?"

" NO…No…no," Draco said shaking his head violently. Lucius looked at him, he was pressing his entire body weight on him, pinning him to the wall, leaving him with no way of escape, and he had been trying to get away. Lucius didn't care what Draco wanted. " Please don't Daddy. Please, I'll be good, I promise."

" Good boy," Lucius said as he lowered Draco to the floor. " Let's start now, okay. Be a good boy for daddy. You want to be a good boy don't you?" Draco nodded his head. " Good. Do you want to know how to be a good boy?" Again Draco nodded, tears rolling down his face. " Do what daddy says. That's a good boy."

" Oh god," Draco whispered clasping his hand over his mouth as he looked at Ginny who was beginning to shake. Draco grabbed his stomach, and walked over to a gap between trees. Pulling his hand away first, Draco felt his stomach lurch. " Oh god." Draco whispered between gasps of breath, and his lunch. " Oh god."

Draco stood up straight, breathing in deeply, making up for the lack of air moments ago. He leaned against the tree for a few more moments, he felt dizzy. His head, and everything else, was spinning. Suddenly he couldn't breath anymore, even though he had been only seconds previous.

Draco tried desperately to breath again, but he couldn't, he couldn't remember how. The world around him began to close, being consumed in black until only a small circle could be seen, and then nothing at all. Everything went black…

Draco laid in the small bed listening to the voices of the people around him. His eyes were closed, and he was planning to keep them that way. He had some idea of where he might be, but opening his eyes would confirm it, and Draco wasn't in the mood for confirming it.

" Do you think he'll wake up soon," Questioned a voice that seemed familiar to Draco. He knew who it belonged to, but he couldn't grasp the name. Wait it was, Hermione's voice. That was it. " Well, what do you think Harry."

" I don't know," Harry said as he sighed, Draco felt someone sit on the bed. Someone touched his forehead with their forearm. " He doesn't feel so warm anymore, I guess his fever went down." The wait on the side of the bed lifted. " Maybe soon."

" I hope so," Came the voice of…Ron, it had to be Ron. " Well, let's get going." Draco heard the sound of people standing up, and chairs moving. " I'm sure he'll come and find us when he wakes up. He'll know that we're worried about him." Ron's voice faded as they left. " We should Ginny some dinner, Hermione makes sure she eats it this time, okay."

"What's wrong with Ginny," Draco said as he sat up, he looked around for the three, but they were gone already. Draco sat back, and looked out the window across the room. The sun was shinning, but that was all Draco could see. " What's going on?"

" Oh, you're awake now," Blaise said from the doorway, Draco discovered when he turned to see who had spoken. " I see that you're…friends have finally left. Well, that's good to know." Draco turned away from Blaise. " Relax Draco, I just came to make sure you weren't hurt to badly."

" Right," Draco said as he turned to face him again, and found that Blaise's face was only inches fro his own. " Look, I have no idea what condition I'm in, I just woke up." Draco didn't move his face, Blaise would be the one to move away, not him, he did so. " I haven't seen Madame Pumfrey yet."

" Mr. Malfoy is that you're voice I hear," Madame Pumfrey asked as she walked over to the bed Draco was at. " Ah, you're awake, good, you can take this pepper up potion." Draco did so, and Madame Pumfrey touched a thermaquill to his forehead. She put it on a piece of parchment, and it wrote out his temperature. She read it and smiled. " Good, you can go."

" Thank you," Draco said, he stood up, and walked out of the Hospital Wing, Blaise right behind him. Draco turned around, and glared at him. " I'm going to see Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and tell them I'm alright. I would appreciate it if you would leave me alone."

Draco turned around, and began to walk away. Blaise grabbed his arm, and stopped him. Draco turned around to face him, he was angry, and his patience was waning quickly. Blaise grabbed his other arm so he wouldn't leave.

" Draco, listen," Blaise said, his voice full of a seriousness Draco had never heard him use. " We need to talk, right now. You told me that we would talk, and we never talked. You've been avoiding me, and I won't stand it any longer."

" Fine," Draco said as he pulled his arms away from him. " We'll talk, but not here. Where do you want to talk, because I don't want to even be seen talking to you." Draco glare intensified as he looked Blaise in the eyes. " Well?"

" The common room," Blaise said with a smile on his face. " There is no way your friends would see us in there. That would be the safest place to…" Blaise's smile left his face as he looked away to break their eye contact. " …talk."

" Disappointed," Draco questioned, raising his eyebrows as he viewed Blaise out of the corner of his eyes, and smiled slightly, knowing he was.

" A little," Blaise said as he turned his head to look at Draco. Draco smiled slipped into a frown, and he looked away from Blaise. " What's wrong Draco?" Draco didn't answer him, he only walked faster. " Where you hoping I wouldn't answer that question?"

" A little," Draco said as he walked over to where the entrance the Slytherin common room. He leaned forward, and whispered the password to the wall. It was an old habit of the Slytherin's, this way no one could figure out their password if they had something as simple as an invisibility cloak. " Hurry up. Why don't we go into the dormitory."

" Ooh," Blaise said, raising his eyebrows three times in quick succession, something Blaise was famous for doing when he heard something he liked, he was being suggestive, that maybe Draco wanted…

" Blaise, get your little mind out of the gutter," Draco said absently as he walked up to the boys' dormitory. The Slytherins around him looked at him before turning away. Draco was aloud to do what he wanted, he was his own master… outside of the common room, as far as the Slytherin's were concerned, but Draco no longer felt that way. " I can't wait till I get out of this hell hole."

" What," Blaise asked as he walked closer to Draco, he shook his head indicating that it was noting important, so Blaise ignored it. Draco walked into the boys' dormitory, and went to his bed. The other boys in the room got up and left, thinking Blaise and Draco wanted to be alone, for all the wrong reasons. " Okay, lets talk."

Blaise sat down on his bed, and looked at Draco, their bed were right next to each other. They had wanted it that way. When Draco and Blaise first came to Hogwarts they were best friends, but by their second year things had already changed. Draco looked out the window, wishing he were outside, or anywhere, other than in this room with Blaise.

" I didn't appreciate you talking about my past in front of Ginny," Draco said after another moment of looking out the window. Now, it seemed, was the time he would have to talk to Blaise. This seemed like the only way to get Blaise to leave him alone. " That is something I should tell Ginny when I am ready for it, and I'm not." Blaise opened his mouth slightly to speak. " I don't even remember all of it."

" Lucky you," Blaise said as he glared at him, all the anger he had in him was beginning to rise. Draco had never seen him angry, Blaise had always been so calm. That pared with his manipulative, and cunning side was rather annoying. " You see, your past has been haunting me for the past five years."

" Haunting you, haunting you," Draco said incredulously, he stood up, and glared at Blaise. " My past had been haunting you? So tell me, how often to you dwell on what my father did to me. Were you there, did you experience it? Cause if you did, being the sadist you are, I would think you enjoyed it!"

" Well, I didn't Malfoy," Blaise said as he stood up, and glared at the blond, confused teen. " That's right, I am always thinking about what your father did to you. I may not have been there, and I may not have experienced it from him, but I might as well have."

" What do you mean," Draco asked standing up as well, and facing Blaise. " Why would you dwell on what my father did to me?" Blaise turned his head away from Draco, but Draco turned it back to face him. " And what did you mean by 'I may not have experienced it from him'."

" Draco," Blaise said quietly that Draco was taken aback. " You know. You know." Draco stared at him for a moment. " Damn it Draco, don't look at me like you have no idea! You know what I'm talking about! You know, because it was you! Understand? YOU!"

" Blaise, you're crazy…"

" I am not crazy," Blaze said, cutting off Draco. " Think about it, I bet if you tried to look back, you would see." Blaise turned and walked to the door. He opened the door, and took a step, but stopped. " Draco…" Draco turned to look at him, but the door closed.

" But I don't know," Draco said to himself as he stared the closed door. He sat down on his bed, and stared at the floor for a moment, and thought back. There was no way that he had…well. Blaise was just trying to mess with him, right? Right? " Right?"

A/N: Okay, there will be another chapter, that might be the last chapter, but I don't know. I have so much to wrap up with this story. Well, that's all I want to say here, I'll get to work on the next chapter right away so you all can enjoy it.