A/N: Thanks to stackles, bobby-jak, Hermione 2000, and kittyatza for lovely reviews! And sorry, kittyatza, this chapter is rated M, but it's not that bad, and I made it tasteful. Hope you enjoy it!

Warning: This is chapter is rated M! It's not too bad, but I don't leave you doubtful about what happened, if you know what I mean. (naughty grin) The rating is just to be safe.

Chapter 19

Abbey was sitting at the kitchen table, finishing up her dinner the next night when there was a loud rapping on the front door. The chill that ran down her spine told her who the visitor was.

Abbey and Draco approached the door at the same time, and they watched Jingles open it and let Lucius Malfoy inside.

"Good evening," he said icily, not bothering to take off his cloak. He was obviously not going to stay very long, to Abbey's relief.

"Hello, Father," Draco replied flatly.

"I'll get right to the point," Lucius said shortly. He gazed back and forth between Abbey and Draco, pausing. "I want Abbey pregnant now."

Draco seemed quite taken aback by this comment, but Abbey wasn't. Her facial expression didn't even flinch.

"I don't think there's a spell for that, Lucius," she snorted coldly.

"You know what I mean, you conceited little—"

"Father!" Draco snapped before Lucius could finish his insult. Lucius glared at his son, surprised that Draco had interrupted him.

Abbey turned and had to keep her jaw from dropping. Draco had…stood up for her! Not only that, but stood up for her against his own father! But Lucius's merciless voice soon broke her thoughts.

"If I have to put spells on both of you, I will!" Lucius snarled, pulling out his wand and pointing it at them, "But I want it to happen tonight." He opened his mouth again to speak an enchantment—

"No!" Abbey barked. Draco and Lucius's eyes shot to her. Abbey gave a defeated sigh, "If I have to, then I want it to be of my own accord, not because I was tricked into doing it."

Lucius lowered his wand, satisfied. He gazed at Draco, and when Draco gave no protest he nodded, sticking his wand back into his robes.

"Very well. Off with you then," he said, pointing up the stairs, "And I want proof. I'm not leaving until I get it. And don't even try to trick me…I'll know."

"You'll get your stupid proof, then," Abbey drawled irritably, turning and making her way towards the stairs. She heard Draco follow her.

Abbey went as slowly as possible up the stairs, dreading what was coming. But the trip up the stairs seemed ten times too fast anyway.

The bedroom door seemed to creak a little louder than usual as Abbey opened it and stepped inside. A few moments later she heard Draco enter and shut the door behind him.

"Let's get this over with," Abbey sighed, going over to the bed. She flipped the covers down, and with a flick of her wand a white towel appeared over the sheets.

Abbey then turned her back to Draco and began to pull off her clothes. She could feel Draco's eyes boring into her now naked body and irritation bubbled up in her.

Turning around, she allowed Draco to look at her for a moment before crawling under the covers.

Draco came over to the other side of the bed and Abbey gazed around the room as he stripped down to his boxers. She stared at the ceiling as he got into bed next to her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him pulling off his boxers under the covers. As he tossed them aside, Abbey suddenly felt embarrassment make her cheeks glow red. The tension and awkwardness hit her. I gotta relax, she told herself, or this is going to suck and be painful.

She took a deep breath as Draco moved on top of her, his breath against her neck. Abbey lifted her knees up on either side of him as he placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, propping himself up.

"Are you—er—ready?" he asked softly. Abbey closed her eyes tight and nodded, forcing herself to relax.

Finally, with a low grunt from Draco, it was over. Abbey opened her eyes again, and saw Draco's jaw clenched as he finished. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple as he rolled off of her, collapsing onto the pillow next to her.

Abbey sat up and looked at the white towel she had been lying on. Yep, there was proof alright.

"Do you want me to—" Draco began to ask, gazing sideways at her.

"No," she cut him off, "I'll do it." She stood up, and grabbed her robe that was sitting on a chair by the bed from the previous night when she had been attacked by the werewolf. Once again, she could feel Draco's eyes boring into her body as she slipped the robe on and tied it around herself.

Abbey then snatched up the towel and marched out of the bedroom. Draco watched her leave, giving a sigh and grabbing his boxers, and pulling them back on.

Abbey stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and glared at Lucius, who was waiting patiently by the door, examining the serpent head of his cane again.

"Here's your damn proof!" she spat, throwing the towel on the ground by his feet. "Now kindly get out of my house," she continued, her voice soft but furious as Lucius studied the towel for a moment.

Lucius finally looked back up, shot her an icy glare, and then turned on his heels and left, slamming the door shut behind him.

Jingles crept into sight, and gazed uneasily up at Abbey. She wrung her hands, biting her bottom lip.

"Is he gone, Miss?" Jingles asked, her voice quavering.

"Yes, he's gone Jingles," Abbey replied, smiling (or at least trying to) down at her. Jingles smiled back, still looking a little nervous.

"What is that, Miss?" she asked after a pause, looking at the towel.

"Just some dirty laundry, Jingles," Abbey answered, "Will you please start a fire for me?"

"Sure, Miss," Jingles replied, immediately leaving to go do her task. Abbey walked over and picked up the towel, giving a sigh.

Aw, poor Abbey. Well, it had to happen sooner or later. Too bad it was so awkward though. Hope you liked it, and thanks for reading!

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