Well it took me abit but chapter 3 is up. I hope you all enjoy it, is has a very mean cliffhanger ending, but don't kill me yet, chapter 4 will be up soon. Well get to reading! Make sure to review!

Chapter Three: The Sorting.

Draco helped Carrie out of the train. The second she was out they ran toward the carriages because it was still raining. They sat inside and were preceded by Flint and Pansy. They sat talking about aimless things while the carriages pulled them toward the school. Carrie looked out the window, through the raindrops at the specs of light that were the windows of Hogwarts. She sighed happily and leaned her head against the window and closed her eyes. Moments later she felt Draco's arms clasp around her waist. He kissed the back of her neck a few times, smiling all the while. The carriages soon came to a slow and then stopped. Carrie opened the door and ran inside as fast as she could, Draco right behind her. They reached the castle and waited inside the large hall. Draco hugged Carrie tightly from behind.

"It's good to be back" He whispered to her.

"Yeah, so many good memories." Carrie replied happily.

She looked around the large hall and smiled once more. She turned around in Draco's arms and kissed him.

"I'm glad we came back" She whispered to him.

"Yeah" He replied. "Me too"

Just then Professor McGonagall walked into the Hall. Carrie noticed that most people had entered the Hall and were waiting. She turned around once again and looked at McGonagall. She looked at Carrie in the eyes sternly for a moment. Then she spoke to the rest of the students.

"Would you kindly all follow me into the Hall." She turned and then everyone began to follow her into the Great Hall.

Carrie and Draco were almost the last people to sit down. A lot of eyes followed Carrie as she sat, due to her now large stomach. She sat next to Draco and leaned on his shoulder. It seemed that the first years would be late due to the rain outside. They sat there among the whispers and murmurs of other people for a while until Dumbledore stood and walked over to Carrie and Draco. Carrie immediately lifted her head and stood when he came over. Draco followed her and they stood in front of him, Draco clutching Carrie protectively.

"Mr. Malfoy," He nodded at him. "Miss Polac, Mme Pomfrey would like to give you a check-up, since we haven't been able to check up on the child during the summer Holidays."

"Oh, I would've liked to have seen the sorting, but alright."

"If you would like to see it that much you may stay and watch, but be sure to come to the Hospital Wing shortly after, alright?"

"Yes Professor"

Carrie sat down with Draco once again. They talked quietly for a few minutes before Professor McGonagall walked in, a large group of first years following her nervously. She stopped at the front of the Hall and gave them their instruction as usual. She then placed the three-legged stool down and carefully place the sorting hat upon it. It sat silently for a few moments before it began to stir and wiggle on the seat. It then opened its brim wide and began to sing.

You shall place me on you're head,

Your mind for me too see,

And I will wonder what I find,

For I am this schools Sorting Hat,

The Sorting Hat is me,

Shall you be placed in Gryffindor,

Or Hufflpuff I wonder?

Or shall you be in Slytherin,

Destined to go and plunder,

Or possibly in Ravenclaw,

Where the brightest always are,

All these things inside your head

Tell me who you are.

This year one will combine us,

Bring all within our school,

The fighting shall now cease,

The lying shall not rule.

Two houses brought together,

This I have foretold.

This year take my warning,

The secrets of the old.

This one shall bring us together,

But push others far apart,

I am telling you,

I have warned you,

The sorting now shall start.

The hat went silent and everyone clapped. Carrie looked over at Draco and smiled. They both knew who the song was referring too. They both quickly glanced down to Carrie's stomach, Draco's eyes lingered a little longer than Carrie's did. He still could barely believe that it was real, and that they were actually going to have a baby together. He quickly grabbed her from behind, she had turned around to look at the first students being sorted, and kissed the back of her neck. He had suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of affection for her.

"I love you" He whispered into her ear.

Carrie placed her hands onto his and smiled. She turned her head and kissed him gently but slowly. It was s sensual kiss, showing her love, her feeling of need for him. Draco understood completely, they had learned to communicate without words, with a simple touch they could tell each other everything. Draco reached one hand up and ran in down the nape of her neck and then down her arm, back onto her stomach. He knew she understood what he had said.

The students went up nervously and each house clapped when a new student was admitted. Every time a new student would come to the Slytherin table they would look over at Carrie and Draco and see Carrie's ropes. They made a questioning face and then would soon be filled in by the other students. Soon the sorting was over and Carrie quickly ate a few things before standing up. Draco started to stand and follow her but she put a hand on his chest to stop him. She smiled.

"Stay. Eat."

"No." Draco replied quickly. "I want to know if he's ok."

"He will be, you took good care of us, just stay ok?"

"No." He replied firmly. He stood up and took hold of her hand.

Carrie sighed in defeat. He always won. "Come on," She said simply.

The walked to the Hospital Wing where they met up with Madame Pomfrey. She had Carrie sit down on one of the beds and wait while she got a potion. Draco sat next to her the whole time, holding her hand nervously. They both knew what each other was thinking; 'Is the baby ok?' Soon Madame Pomfrey returned. Carrie took the potions and drank it as quickly as she possibly could. It tasted awful but she didn't care, she just wanted to know if everything was ok. Madame Pomfrey smiled at them.

"You two look like an old married couple who've been trying to get pregnant." She laughed slightly.

They both laughed in returned. "I-I just want it be ok. B-because I can't loose it. I don't w-want to loose it."

"Well you can relax, I cant tell you're still pregnant. Now, what of the symptoms have you been having?"

"Ummm, well, morning sickness, and ummm.." Carrie suddenly couldn't seem to remember anything that happened over the Holiday.

"She's had stomach pains, we checked that out but she's fine, But about halfway through the summer she had bad pains, and when we got her check they said they were false contractions." Draco said. He stared at Madame Pomfrey seriously. Still holding Carrie's hand tightly.

"Well that's all normal, you seem to be completely fine, just where you should be."

Carrie sighed in relief, Draco knew how to take care of her.

"Thank you so much" She said.

Soon they were out of the Hospital Wong and back in the Great hall. Dumbledore was waiting for them, the feast was over and everyone had gone to sleep. He waited for them to walk over and he smiled.

"It seems everything's all right." He said simply.

Carrie beamed at him. "Yes, thank you so much, for everything."

"Miss Polac, I wonder if I could speak with you alone for a moment?"

Carrie looked and Draco and pulled away a little. "Of course"

"Care…"

"Just wait"

Carrie walked a few steps away from Draco and talked with Dumbledore for a while. She returned to Draco a few minutes later with a huge smile on her face. She gave him a huge hug, not revealed what he had told her. Dumbledore said goodnight and walked off.

"What was that all about?" Draco asked a few minutes later.

"Nothing" Carrie smiled. "I'll tell you later"

Carrie and Draco headed off to the Slytherin common room. But just as they started walking down to the dungeons Carrie stopped and turned around.

"Where are you going?"

"Come with me" Carrie smiled.

Carrie grabbed Draco's hand and gently led him back in to the Great Hall. She then turned and started to head toward the large oak doors.

"Where are you going! It's after curfew!"

"So?" Carrie said, she glanced around her. "No one's looking"

"But…"

"Shhhh"

Carrie walked out the large doors, she had now let go of Draco, knowing he would follow her. He did. He followed Carrie outside. She started to head toward where the lake was but then changed her mind. She turned and walked over to the stone bench that was there. When Draco saw her sitting there he smiled and let out a small laugh.

"Lord Care" He walked over and sat next to her.

Carrie leaned on Draco. He placed his hands around her waist and used the other to stroke her hair. They sat there in silence for a while, every now and then mumbling something to each other.

"This is our bench isn't it?" Carrie asked after a while.

Draco paused for a minute, remember everything they had gone through on this bench. Images of Carrie here flashed through his head. When he held her for the first time, after the Christmas break in the snow, and at the end of the year.

"Yeah," He said slowly. "It is."

They watched the giant squid swim around the lake for a little while longer. And when the stars started to shine even brighter they decided to head inside and get some rest. They walked into the Slytherin common room and laid down on the couches. Carrie fell asleep first, most of the time she did, she slept twice as much as Draco did now-a-days. Draco watched her for a while before getting up and walking around. For some reason he couldn't sleep. He sat down on one on the chairs, hoping to become tired.

"Can't sleep?"

Draco turned around to see Pansy standing there, she was dangerously close to Carrie, her wand out, an evil gleam in her eye.

"I still don't get what you see in her"

Draco didn't have to ask who she was talking about. Pansy had moved closer to Carrie and was looking down at her with disgust.

"A lot more then you do" Draco replied carefully. "Get away from her"

"Why? Afraid I'm going to…" Pansy brushed her wand along Carrie's cheek. "Hurt her?"

"You would wouldn't you?" Draco said nastily.

"Would I? I don't know, maybe I should test it…"

"EXPELLIARMUS!"

Draco had grabbed his wand. Pansy's wand flew out of her hand and Draco picked it up.

"Get away from her." Draco was amazingly angry, he looked ready to kill Pansy.

Pansy carefully stepped away. She noticed how angry Draco was, she knew not to mess with him. She carefully walked toward her dorm room and then ran up as fast as she could. Draco placed his wand back in his pocket and put Pansy's on one of the tables. He went and kissed Carrie's forehead. He stood up strait, looking down at her. She's so bloody amazing, and so bloody beautiful. He thought. Draco placed the back of his hand against her cheek. It was hot. What? Draco thought. His hand moved to her forehead, which was almost on fire.

"Oh my god…"

Draco immediately lifted Carrie and ran out of the common room back toward the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey was not there, Draco assumed that she was sleeping. He swore under his breath and laid Carrie on one of the beds. He grabbed his wand and tried to think of what to do.

"Come on!" He yelled at himself.

Cool her down you idiot!

You!

What did you expect me to go away? Now…STOP WORRYING ABOUT ME AND COOL HER BLOODY DOWN!

Ok, ok, ok!

Draco immediately thought of an icing spell.

"Frezato!" He felt Carrie's forehead, it had become ice cold. Uh oh… maybe to cold…

Just then Madame Pomfrey walked in yawning. She looked at Draco and then at Carrie's limp body. She ran over, feeling Carrie's forehead. She pushed Draco out of the way, he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. Madame Pomfrey quickly ran to a cabinet and got out a bottle. She poured it into a glass and held Carrie's head up, much like the way Draco had done on the train, except this time Carrie did not look pretty, she was limp. Mme Pomfrey poured the sticky green liquid down her throat and then laid Carrie down. Both watched Carrie attentively for a few minutes before she gently stirred and her eyelids began to flutter open. She closed her eyes tightly after a moment and moaned:

"My head hurts…"

Draco sighed deeply, she was going to be ok. Draco took two steps before he reached her side, helping her sit up. Carrie reached her hand around his neck, her head breathing in his distinct smell.

"W-what happened?" She mumbled to him.

"You got a fever, and…I brought you here…I tried to help, but…" Draco shook his head. "But you're ok now."

"Ok" Carrie mumbled.

She paused for a moment. Madame Pomfrey mumbled a few things to herself and walked out of the school, complaining to herself about how unsafe the students were.

"Can I go back to sleep now?" Carrie asked quietly.

"Sure Care," Draco lifted her up and carried her back to the Slytherin common room.

They awoke the next morning together on one of the couches. Draco had refused to sleep anywhere else but beside her, in case her fever returned. When they awoke the sun was brightly shining through the window, most students had been up for what looked like at least an hour or two. Carrie quickly changed in the bathroom and she and Draco headed off to breakfast. At the tables they were handed their timetables for the year. Carrie scanned hers very quickly.

"What do you have first?" She asked Draco as soon as she was done.

Draco's arm curved around her waist, she had been sitting on his lap. He looked up at her, without a smile of his face.

"Transfiguration."

"Oh…" Carrie said sadly. "I've got Divination…"

"I don't think I see you all morning" Draco mumbled, looking over his timetable once again.

"Me either"

"But… I've got potions after lunch" Draco supplied.

Carrie nodded, smiling a forced smile.

"Me too"

The smile vanished from her face as she looked at her timetable once more.

"When do you have Care Of Magical Creatures?" She asked him.

"Tomorrow…"

"Oh, I have it this morning, after Divination…"

"I've got Herbology tomorrow morning" Draco added

Carrie smiled slightly. "Me too"

Thank god. Draco thought. I couldn't live with only one class with her.

You couldn't live without her period.

I know that!

Just stating a fact.

Soon the two of them headed up the stairs to their classes. Draco parted Carrie first and she was left alone to walk up to the highest tower of the school. Carrie walked fairly quickly for being pregnant. She reached the place where the ladder was to discover that it had not yet been lowered. She looked at her watched and saw that classes didn't begin for another twenty minutes.

"Damn it" She muttered to herself.

Carrie leaned against the wall and slumped to the floor. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the cold wall. Soon Carrie heard footsteps approaching. She didn't bother to open her eyes, she was very tired this morning. She heard the person stop and them slump down next to her. Carrie glanced at who had sat beside her. It was Ron. He was staring strait ahead, not daring to look at her.

"Hey" He muttered.

"Hi"

"How was your summer?"

"Fun, I learned a lot of stuff…"

"Mum missed you. Dad too. Mum wanted you to come home so she could see the ba—your stomach." He had switched his wording in mid sentence. He didn't want to admit she was pregnant with Malfoy's child yet.

"I missed all you guys." Carrie supplied. She didn't know what to say to him, it had never been like that between them before.

"Ron?" She asked after a moment of silence.

"Yeah?"

"Why do you hate me now?"

"What! I don't hate you, I couldn't ever, you're my little sister."

"Then why do you hate the baby?"

Ron flinched at the mention of the baby.

"It's real Ron, and it's not going to go away. Just think you're going to be an uncle!"

"Yeah, I guess I am…" Ron said, he still hadn't looked over at Carrie. She was desperately trying to look him in the eyes.

"Ron, please look at me"

Ron slowly turned his head, he flinched when he looked at her.

"Please, please don't hate me. Or this." She took his hand and placed it on her stomach.

"I-I-I…" He pulled his hand away and turned his gaze to the wall once again.

"Look at me Ron" Carrie said seriously. She had to get him to look her in the eyes. "Please Ron, look at me"

Ron turned his head slightly but then turned it back to the wall.

"Ron, please" She begged.

Ron trembled and his head fell between his knees. His elbows rested on his knees and he looked at the floor in front of him. He then slowly closed his eyes.

"Please Ron, look at me!" Carrie pleaded.

Ron sighed sadly.

"I can't."