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Xela

(Draco's POV) Draco woke up on Christmas morning in front of the fire, and stretched. He had been in the middle of marking the last of the homework when he had fallen asleep. The parchments were scattered all over the floor where he had dropped them. He bent down and gathered the papers together. He was just about to get up when he felt familiar arms encircle him, and smelt her familiar apple scent. He still found it hard to believe that she loved him. He woke up every morning worried that it might have just been a dream, but it never was. He leant back into her, closing his eyes.

"Good morning," she murmured, burying her face in his hair.

"Good morning yourself," he whispered back, and turned to kiss her. He never got tired of it, and it seemed neither did she, for when Harry and Hermione

walked in, hand in hand, neither one noticed.

"Guys, I know its Christmas and all, but I don't suppose you could do that somewhere more private?" Harry asked, smirking.

Draco stood up and offered his hand to Ginny. "Shall we?" he asked, grinning.

Hermione stepped forward and knocked away his hand. "Presents first, making out later. Agreed?"

Both boys groaned, but agreed good naturedly. Hermione waved her wand, and their presents appeared in front of them.

Draco turned to his pile and began to rip away the wrapping paper eagerly. Soon words of thanks were flying everywhere.

"Thanks for the chess set Harry," –Draco

"No problem! Thought you'd like it. Ditto for the miniature self playing rock band!" – Harry

"Is this some kind of hint?" – Hermione

The room fell silent as Hermione and Ginny held up little matching boxes.

Harry and Draco both looked back innocently. "What?"

"Um… Hermione, what are they?" Ginny asked her, bewildered.

"They're condoms Ginny. It's so you don't have to worry about getting pregnant when you have sex. I think the boys are trying to give us a hint,

wouldn't you say?"

Ginny nodded, the corner of her mouth twitching. She pulled one out of the box and held it up, scrutinising it. "Oh, I get it. But what if it doesn't fit, or it's

too big or something? Maybe the guys bought the wrong size."

Hermione grinned, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Perhaps we should get them to try them on," she pulled one out and advanced on Harry. "After all,

wouldn't want to get caught out."

Ginny nodded, and walked towards Draco. She reached him and undid the button of his jeans, leaning into him provocatively. He caught his breath and

swallowed nervously.

"What, is going on here?" Ron raised his eyebrows as he walked in, his arms full of presents.

The two boys looked at him guiltily while the girls just smirked. Harry coughed, and pulled his jeans back over his boxers.

Hermione held up the condom. "The guys bought us some of these for Christmas. Ginny and I were just going to see if they fit properly."

Ron looked confused. "Umm… what are they?" He looked over to where Draco was doing up his jeans and his eyes widened.

"Yes ickle Ronniekins," Hermione said sweetly, her voice oozing charm. "These are condoms. They go over your manly parts so you can have sex without

worrying if you're going to get the girl pregnant," she said gaily.

Ron blushed deeply. "Uh… Hermione," he coughed.

"Oh Ron," she said mock scornfully. "When are you going to grow up?"

This rather interesting conversation was interrupted when a beautiful chestnut owl flew in the window. Every feather was tipped with black and his eyes

glittered with intelligence as he flew to Draco. He held out his arm and the owl perched on it, an envelope in its beak. Draco took the envelope and looked

at it. He then held it out to Ginny.

"It's for you."

(Ginny's POV) Ginny took the envelope and opened it, reading the short note quickly.

Ginny May,

He's yours. Merry Christmas to you, my angel.

Ginny's eyes widened. She held out her arm for the owl to hop onto, and he did so, looking at her. She put him on the back of one of the plushy armchairs

and looked at Draco. He made no effort to hide his feelings. He let them show, and her breath caught as she felt the intensity of them. He stepped forward

and wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her close.

Harry coughed.

Draco pulled back and smiled at her. "So, what are you going to name him?"

She held out her hand for the owl, and it hopped onto her hand, where she sat him on her shoulder. "Aloysius." (Pronounced Al-oh-ish-us)

Aloysius nipped her finger gently, then flew off to join the other owls in the owlery.

Harry grinned, and left the room for a moment. When he returned, he had an open box. He gave it to Hermione, who looked inside and squealed. She

reached in, and pulled out a little kitten. It was not yet 7 weeks old, and was peering up at her with eyes too big for its body.

"I know you didn't like leaving Jasper alone while you were in class, so I thought that you might like another kitten to keep him company. It's a girl."

"Harry, how did you manage to figure that out?"

"I had some help. Draco and I went to the pet store in Hogsmeade last weekend and bought Aloysius and the kitten then."

"I'm gonna call her Sharla," Hermione held the kitten to her cheek, and shrieked a little as Jasper leapt up onto her lap to sniff at the newcomer. She put

Sharla down and the two sniffed at each other.

"They seem to like each other," Draco commented. His eyes then lit up. "Hey, we've finished unwrapping the presents."

Ginny smiled at him and allowed herself to be led out of the room.

A week later, Ginny was leaning over the toilet retching, almost wishing she could die. She was trying to put it off as a bug, but she knew it wasn't that.

I've got to find Draco.

(Draco's POV) Draco blinked, unable to believe what he had just heard.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Absolutely sure," she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Ginny May, don't be like that," he said, pulling her into his arms.

"I'm just so happy that something good came out of him raping me," she said, sniffing. She then smiled. "You realise that this means it's your child."

Draco thought for a moment, and a slow smile spread over his face. "You're right!"

"It should be born in the holidays sometime, so I won't have to take any time off school, as long as I take it easy," she added.

Draco laughed, and spun her around. By the time he put her down, she was laughing too.

"I'm going to be a father!" Inside his thoughts were reeling.

I never thought I would live long enough to be one.
Hope you like! I'm quite proud of that chapter. I certainly had a lot of fun writing it. I know the pregnancy bit happens almost all the time when someone

gets raped in a story, but I just like to think that something beautiful can come out of something so horrible and destructive. Please Review! I love my

reviews and I treasure them. Please please please please please review, make me feel loved?

Xela