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Chapter 29

"Dad, you better give her a hand," Roger said with a smile, gazing at Draco. Draco stared at him for a moment, caught off-guard by being called "dad."

"Er--alright," Draco replied. As he nervously took one of Abbey's hands, it finally hit him that he was about to be a father. He then seemed to really notice where he was, and what was about to happen.

"Okay, Abbey, give me a good hard push," Roger said, "On three; one…two…three."

Draco wasn't ready for the force Abbey put on his hand. He caught his hand just in time before it hit against the railing, and he was sure that every bone would have been shattered if he hadn't.

Abbey clenched her teeth and let out a long grunt, squeezing Draco's hand even harder. Draco winced, unable to believe Abbey possesed this much strength.

After ten seconds Abbey stopped pushing and collapsed back down on the pillow, beads of sweat popping out on her temple and forehead.

"One more push should do it, Abbey," Roger said. The nurse wiped the sweat off of Abbey's brow as she lay back on the pillow, exhausted.

Abbey gave a moan of protest, but sat back up one final time, her hand still clutching Draco's. His hand had gone numb ages ago.

Abbey clenched her teeth once more and pushed with all the strength she had left, which wasn't much. With a final cry she fell back onto the bed, and a few seconds latershrill crying filled the room.

"You did it, Abbey!" the nurse said encouragingly, mopping Abbey's face with a towel.

"Congratulations, it's a boy!" Roger said, holding up the baby.

Draco and Abbey looked, and Abbey began to cry in happiness. Draco was temporarily stunned. It suddenly sunk all the way in. That was his son. It was his flesh and blood! He and Abbey had created life. This baby would grow up and live his own life one day, and he would call him "Dad!" Draco felt something transforming inside him. Some new emotion was emerging, and he couldn't fight it even if he wanted to.

Roger quickly cleaned the baby off and wrapped him in a warm blanket. The baby was still crying at the top of his little lungs when Roger gingerly placed him in Abbey's arms. The baby stopped crying instantly, and insead cooed softly, blinking slowly up at his mother.

Draco gazed down at his wife and son, suddenly seeing everything in a new light. Especially Abbey. He suddenly realized how strong she was, and he saw her maternal instinct kick in gear and glow in her eyes. He then remembered that he had never seen that in his own mother's eyes. Draco also wondered if his father had felt this way when he was born. With an angry clench in his chest he figured that he probably hadn't.

"Isn't he beautiful?" she asked, gazing up at him, tears still streaming down her cheeks. Draco was at a loss for words. Somehow 'beautiful' didn't quite describe it.

"Yes," he muttered finally, something stinging in the corners of his eyes. What he didn't know was that Abbey saw the sincerity in his eyes and something changed in her too…

They had already decided on a name. It was going to be Colin Micah Malfoy. The name kept going through Abbey's mind as she gazed down at her newborn son an hour later. Draco had fallen asleep in his chair next to the bed. Colin was asleep as well, curled up against the warm bosom of his mother.

The door opened and a chill went down Abbey's spine. Her lungs seemed to stop working when she looked up. Draco woke up as well, still clearly half-asleep.

"Father," he mumbled, rubbing his face with his hands. Lucius didn't seem to notice that his son had said anything. Instead he just walked right over to Abbey and bent down over the sleeping Colin. He smiled frostily, a black leather-gloved hand reaching down.

Abbey jerked Colin out of his reach just in time. Her maternal instinct was in full gear, and all she knew was that she never wanted Lucius to lay a hand on her son.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Lucius said quietly, his voice icy. He withdrew his hand, "When was he born?"

"How'd you know it was a boy?" Abbey asked, glaring suspiciously up at Lucius. Lucius paused, his jaw clenched.

"The nurse told me," he said dismissively, giving a wave of his hand. Abbey didn't believe him for a second, but she decided to drop it.

"He was born about an hour ago," Draco replied sleepily, checking his watch. Colin blinked open his eyes, took one look at Lucius, and began to cry again. Abbey began to rock him, trying to hush him, but she secretly couldn't blame him.

"Well, I'll leave you all to get rest," Lucius said stonily, as if he couldn't care less whether they got rest or not. With a swoosh of his cloak he was gone. As soon as the door shut Colin stopped crying and went back to sleep.

Interesting...is Lucy ol' boy up to something? Hope you liked it, and thanks for reading!

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