As the weeks past November ended and the cold month of December began. Today was the Ministry's Christmas Ball. This was the first one they had had in a long time. The last one they had was almost eight years ago, when Fudge was still the Minister. Now that Mr. Weasley was the Minister, many things had changed. Draco was waiting on Jeanie to finish getting ready and he was beginning to get impatient.
"Honey! We're going to be late if you don't hurry." She shouted something rude back to him and he smiled. He liked to get her riled up and he liked to hear her say naughty things. He sat down on the couch and sighed. It always took her so long to get ready. He leaned back and propped his legs up onto the coffee table. The Ball wasn't as much a Ball as it was a party. You didn't have to wear your formal Wizarding Wear, but you had to dress nice, nonetheless. He was wearing deep charcoal coloured pants with a white dress shirt, and his jacket matched his pants. His shoes were a sleek black with a slight heel. He wasn't wearing a tie, so he had the first few buttons undone on his shirt.
His thought went to Jeanie and he wondered what she would be wearing to the party. He thought about their activities last night and smiled smugly. He wanted to hold her now and press her down into the bed and make her whisper his name, over and over. When he heard her coming down the stairs he stood up and he felt his throat grow dry.
She was standing in front of him in a dark green dress. One side of it came past her left knee and the other stopped at her left knee. Her hair fell down to the middle of her back in curls. It was up, yet it was down at the same time. She had a few tendrils framing her face and she was wearing a dark copper coloured lipstick with light brown eye shadow. The dress slid off her lightly tanned shoulders and it showed most of her back. The dark green heels she was wearing accentuated her slender legs. Her eyes were a light brown; they were almost the coulour of the dark yellow autumn leaves.
"You look beautiful." He breathed as his eyes slowly traveled over her body slowly. She blushed under his gaze and turned around in a circle for him.
"Thank you. You don't think people will notice I'm pregnant do you?" He looked at her stomach and gave her a skeptical look. She sighed.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, but I do think that with you being to small they will see the little bundle. You're not gigantically pregnant, but you are really thin. I think you're beautiful nonetheless." He pulled her to him and she sighed when he kissed her. He pulled away and she looked at him with warm eyes.
"We better go." He nodded and she pulled out of his embrace. She grabbed her dark blue coat and slipped it over her shoulders. For the first time he noticed the earrings she was wearing and knew that he had not given those to her. They were silver and shaped like angels. They dangled and moved with her every movement. Her necklace matched the earrings and he became very interested in where they came from. He had never seen them before and he was also worried.
"Where did you get those earrings and necklace? Are they new?" She touched her necklace and then glanced at him. She nodded and clasped her cloak closed.
"They're an early birthday present. I thought I'd wear them tonight along with the bracelet you gave me." She showed him the mentioned member. It was a silver chain and it hung loosely on her wrist. On it were her favourite things: a gold book, a sapphire dog, a diamond heart, an opal wand and an emerald dragon. He had had the emerald dragon added with his own idea and had given it to her not to long ago.
"From who?" He asked as he slid on his cloak and fastened it. He glanced at her to see her reaction and she shrugged.
"I don't know. Honestly. I went to work and found it on my desk saying, "Happy Early Birthday. Love, The One." I didn't know what to think, at first I had thought it was you, but then I just knew it couldn't possibly be you." He considered what she had said and nodded.
"Right. Well, let's go." They apparated and a house-elf greeted them. He took their coats and disappeared. The hall was warm and the entered the ballroom where the music was playing and people were dancing, laughing and talking with their friends. Draco saw Blaise and he and Jeanie walked over to him and Michele.
"Blaise. I didn't know you'd be here. You remember Jeanie?" Blaise looked at her and noticed she was pregnant. He nodded and hugged her. She pulled back and then he eyes went to Michele. He eyes widened and so did Michele's.
"Michele Dobber? Oh my God. How are you?" Blaise looked at Draco and he shrugged. Michele looked at Jeanie then she smiled, and hugged her tightly.
"Jeanie! I've been fine. Wow. I haven't seen you since we graduated. And look, you've got a British accent. How about you?" Jeanie looked at her and smiled.
"I've been good. It has been awhile hasn't it? Where have you been?" Jeanie touched her stomach and then glanced at Draco fondly.
"Here and there. How is your—how is Mr. and Mrs. Siltly?" For a moment, Jeanie didn't answer and she looked as if something haunting came back to her. Then she smiled slightly.
"Fine. They're- they're fine. We're all good." Michele nodded and looked at her with a best friend's love.
"Patrick? How is he doing?" Draco looked at Jeanie, remembering the name. She had said something about a Patrick when they had argued about Ginny. Jeanie looked at Michele and gave a small smile.
"He's doing better. He's in St Mungo's now. He recognizes me, and he will say things sometimes, but not often. I try to visit him as often as I can. But anyway so I see you're with Blaise." Draco realized now that Patrick was her brother. While they had been talking about her family, their tones were quiet but now they weren't. They continued to talk about what has been going on and laughing and giggling became a part of it.
They spotted Pansy Parkinson and Michele told her about her dealings with her. Draco laughed at something Michele said as he slipped an arm around Jeanie's waist. Blaise motioned for Draco to follow him to the food table and when they reached it he faced Draco.
"She's pregnant." Draco looked at him and nodded.
"Yeah how'd you know?" Blaise gave him a look, which clearly said, "Do you have to ask?" His blue eyes were brighter than they had ever been tonight, and that was because he was wearing a dark blue suit.
"It's my job to know. She's showing and I can tell by the way she touches her belly. How far along is she? She can't be much, but she's really small. Not to tall, very petite." Draco sighed and looked over at Jeanie to see Harry pass by her and lean down to whisper something in her ear. She blushed and Michele gave her a look. Michele smiled at her and asked her a question. Jeanie nodded and began talking. Jeanie touched her stomach and then made some hand motions. Neither one were smiling now and Michele was looking at her in sympathy. Jeanie was looking down and her hands and she was talking slowly. When she looked at Michele again, her eyes were bright with tears.
"Draco? Hello? Are you listening?" Draco looked at Blaise in some confused way and Blaise sighed. "I said, how far along is she?"
"Four months. Not very far along, but she is showing a little." Blaise nodded and looked over to them. Draco looked too, to see them laughing with Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas. Draco didn't like the way Seamus was getting closer to Jeanie. Seamus smiled and he said something to her, making her laugh and throw her head back. Draco looked over to where Ginny was standing with Harry and noticed that Harry didn't seem to like what was going on between Jeanie and Seamus.
He was glaring at Seamus and he looked like he would thump him any moment. Draco looked back over to Jeanie and Michele and noticed that they were getting up and walking towards the dance floor. Seamus wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him and she had her hands on his shoulders. They were talking and laughing. He had moved his hands lower on her waist, but she didn't seem to notice. If she had, she was neither saying nor doing anything. The song ended and they walked back to the bar. Draco looked at Blaise and he didn't seem to care whom Michele danced with.
"Don't you worry she might do something with another guy?" Draco asked. Blaise looked at him and shook his head. He smiled at the expression on his face.
"I know her and love her. I trust her. If you really care about someone you will trust her with your life and more. I trust her and I know she would never do anything with another man. I have no worries." Draco gave him a skeptical look and Blaise shrugged. "Don't believe me. Yet, sometimes it's a drawback in the relationship if you trust them too much. Like Ginny did when you were together. She was naïve and believed you could do no wrong in the relationship. Now look where it got her. Jeanie she I believe she doesn't trust you as you wish she would. But I wouldn't either, not if I were she. She has good reason to also." Draco's head snapped around to look at Blaise who was taking a sip of his Firewhisky he was holding nonchalantly, as if what he said was no big deal.
"She trusts me and I-I trust her. What do you mean that she has perfectly good reason to not trust me?" Blaise shrugged his dark blue clad shoulders and looked over to where Jeanie was sitting with Michele and Seamus and Dean still.
"Nothing really. But you have to look at her, watch her. You see how she flirts with Finnigan? You know why she does it?" Draco shook his head; he was completely at a loss. "She wants to make you jealous. She's not doing it intentionally, but deep down that's what's making her flirt with him. She wants you to have a reaction, she wants you to claim her, show some sign that you truly care about her. It's a reassurance for her but if you don't do anything, then she will hurt you like you have hurt her." Draco watched Jeanie and Seamus as the words Blaise had said to him sunk in. He had never thought about it that way. Yet, it was crystal clear now. She loved him and he hurt her everyday and soon, it would be soon, that she would break. Like Ginny. Just like Ginny. He hadn't changed at all. He felt his palms sweating and felt as if a chasm had opened inside him and had spilled. "You keep hurting her Draco and she'll, in turn, hurt you. Just. Like. Ginny." Draco looked at Blaise with wide eyes and he regarded Draco calmly. He knew he had struck home within Draco and he knew Draco could never hold that much on his shoulders.
Jeanie turned around, feeling someone looking at her, and saw Draco looking at her in a way he had never looked at her before. He gave her a weak smile and she smiled back. She turned back around to Seamus, but still felt Draco's eyes on her. She felt Seamus put his hand on her knee. She looked at Seamus but he acted as if he wasn't doing anything and he continued to listen to Michele tell a story about when she and Jeanie were in school together. She touched his hand and he looked at her. She was about to say something when she felt a hand on her neck. For a second she thought it was Harry, until she heard the voice.
"Jeanie, I want to dance. I haven't held you at all tonight. Excuse us." Draco took hold of her hand and led her to the dance floor. She didn't have to look back at Seamus to know that his eyes were still on her. Draco led her to a spot on the dance floor and slid one arm around her waist and the other into her hair. "I didn't like the way Finnigan was acting with you." He said quietly. She smiled and looked at him. His eyes were a dark grey and they were dancing with amusement. He loved her smile. It always made him feel as if things were always going to be good and nothing bad was going to come to them.
"No need to worry. I have no interest in Seamus what-so-ever." She looked at something over his shoulder and gave a small, shy smile. Draco wanted to turn around to see who she was giving that intimate smile too, but didn't. Instead, he pulled her closer and she was so close that their bodies were practically molded together. At first she tried to pull away because they were so close, but then gave in and rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Her dark eyelashes, made her creamy skin glow even more brightly if possible. He placed his cheek on the top of her head and closed his eyes also, moving in time with the music.
When the music stopped, he took her hand and led her to a table where Blaise and Michele were sitting and kissing occasionally and softly. They were just sitting down when Draco felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Harry standing there looking at Jeanie.
"Can I dance with you?" She looked at Draco, and he desperately wanted to say no, but said yes at the look in her eyes. He sat down and watched as Harry led her to the dance floor. The song was fast and he had never seen Jeanie dance like that. He thought she looked very sexy on the dance floor dancing the way she was with Harry. Harry brought her real close and did something with her hair. Draco didn't know what he had done until her hair fell around her. When the song stopped, her back was pressed against Harry's chest and he had his hand tightly on her hips. Draco stood up really fast, almost knocking over the drinks. He walked over to Jeanie and cleared his throat. They looked at him and he took her hand angrily. He was walking her to the table when he looked at her and stopped.
Jeanie turned her bright brown eyes up to him and they were filled with warmth and love. He gazed down into the pools of the golden brown and felt as if could lose himself in them. They had stopped walking and he was leaning down to catch her lips in a fiery kiss. Not many people noticed; some older couples did but they didn't think anything about it. Draco felt two pairs of eyes staring at them unrelenting and had a feeling he knew who they were. When he pulled away, she had her hands on his upper arms and her eyes had not yet opened. He took hold of her hand and quickly glanced to see Harry and Ginny watching them. He led her to where Michele and Blaise were sitting and sat down with her, pulling her to his side tightly.
Blaise saw this and raised his eyebrows. Draco ignored him and looked at Jeanie. Her eyes were directed elsewhere and he followed her gaze. Harry was standing with Ginny, tilting her head up to meet his and was gently kissing her. He opened his eyes to look at Jeanie, but she averted her gaze to look at Mr. Weasley, who was talking happily with Remus Lupin. One of Draco's favourite songs began to play so he asked Jeanie if she wanted to dance and she said yes. They walked onto the dance floor and he held her close, yet not to close. He looked at her and touched her cheek, lovingly. As the words begun, he brought her closer to them and sang softly in her ear.
You are my light,
You are my heart,
You are my mind.
I know you love me,
I know you know I can't say it back,
But I love you. Even if I can't say it.
You are like a desert rose,
There's only one of you,
And you are mine.
Oh baby, please forgive me,
I can't say the words you want,
But I love you. Even if I can't say it.
I never want to let you go,
I always want to hold you,
I always want you to be mine.
I'm sorry, but I can't say it.
I've made you cry,
But I love you. Even if I can't say it.
Please don't make it impossible,
I don't deserve you,
Please forgive me.
My darling, I have wronged you,
I can't say I love you,
But I love you. Even if I can't say it.
You are my heart,
You are my love,
You are my soul.
Don't make it impossible,
Please forgive, for I have wronged you,
I can't say the words you want.
But I love you.
Even if I can't say it.
The words stopped, but the music continued. The swayed to the music. He had his arms wrapped around her and he kissed her just below her ear. She had closed her eyes and listened to every word he had said. When the music stopped he pulled back and looked into her eyes. They were shinning with tears and one slipped down her cheek. He didn't know why she was crying, and he softly wiped away the tear.
"What's wrong?" He whispered to her, but she just shook her head and turned away from him. She slowly walked back to the table and sat down. She was refusing to look at him and he didn't know why. He sat down next to her and tried to get her attention, but continued to ignore him. Maybe she hadn't liked the song. He thought, completely at a loss and with no other explanations. He liked the song and had wanted to sing it to her. He thought she would've liked it, but now it was obvious she didn't.
"I'm going to get me something to drink, I'll be right back. Excuse me Draco." She wasn't meeting his eyes and he wasn't moving. She raised her eyes to him and all he saw in them was hurt. "Please move Draco."
"Tell me what's wrong." She moved her eyes from him again, but he caught her chin and made her look at him. "Please?" She closed her eyes and sighed.
"Nothing's wrong. Just move." He shook his head and stood up angrily. He began to walk towards the door leading into the hall when her voice stopped him.
"Where're you going?" He turned around and looked at her. She had a worried look in her eyes, but he was too angry and hurt to care.
"Why? You won't tell me anything, who should I tell you?" His eyes were alight with anger and she flicked her eyes over to Harry. That made his blood boil even more and he wanted desperately to hurt him.
"I'm just wondering. I don't want you to go home and leave me here." In her eyes he felt that that wasn't the reason, but didn't ask. He shook his head and pulled her to him.
"I'm just going outside for a second. I'm not going to leave you." He kissed her lips softly, they both forgot they were angry with each other. "Ever." She looked at him and gave a small smile. He watched her walk over to the bar and get some Butterbeer when Harry walked up to her and lifted the necklace from her chest. He smiled at her and set the necklace back on her chest, resting his hand there for a second. Neither saw Draco walk out through the doors and into the hall.
Jeanie looked at Harry with a touch of anger. He saw it and looked at her.
"What?" She looked at him as if he were stupid. She wrinkled her brow in anger and he had the sudden urge to smooth the wrinkle, kiss her brow and make all of her anger go away.
"You know what. You're trying to get a reaction out of me, by doing that with Ginny. It's not working. So you can stop." She turned away, but he grabbed her arm and turned her towards him. He took her hand and led her into the hall and up the stairs to his office. They walked into the room and he shut the door behind them. He had his back to her and he began talking.
"I-I want you to admit you have real feelings for me and not just friendly feelings. You know how I feel about you. I've made it clear, as clear as I can make it." He turned around to look at her and she was sitting down with her legs crossed. She had a hand on her forehead and was shaking her head. Harry couldn't see her expression, but worry was gnawing at him. They had not, "technically", been dating in the last month, but they had seen each other, more than once.
"I don't know what to tell you Harry. It's not as simple as you would think. I know what you want me to say, but I can't- I just don't know." He walked over to her and pulled her up to a standing position. He jerked her to him and crushed her soft lips, brutally, with his own. She didn't respond, but hung limp in his arms instead. When she didn't kiss him back or make any movement to, he pushed her away and she stumbled back. He was angry now and she could see it in his eyes. He wanted her to admit something that she didn't feel and couldn't say, because it was a lie.
"Why won't you kiss me?" He demanded, looking at her with fire in his eyes.
"It's wrong. I can't do this." She shook her head and meant to sit down, but he grabbed her and made her stand.
"Do what?" His voice was quiet now and that never meant anything good. She looked him in the eye, anger starting to get to her.
"I can't kiss you, sleep with you. It's wrong. We're friends, not lovers. I can't keep doing this with you." His hold on her tightened and hurt crossed over his face.
"You can't-can't do this anymore. We haven't done anything. For the last two weeks you won't touch me, your kisses aren't-aren't how they used to be. You still haven't told me whose child you are having. Is it mine? Draco's? Or someone else's? Who knows who else you have slept with." He let her go and he almost stepped back when her hand collided with his cheek. Her chest was heaving with her anger. He looked at her in shock and touched his cheek, it was burning. He had been slapped by women, but not that hard.
"How dare you. I should tell you it's Draco's because it's what you deserve. How can you stand there and-and accuse me of sleeping with someone else? You claim to love me, but do you really? Am I just a side, someone you can just sleep with whenever you want? What exactly am I to you? What do you want me to tell you?" She was almost yelling and he looked at her with hurt, anger and pain.
"I do love you. You know I love you. I want you to tell me you love me also and the child is mine!" He was looking at her, his cheek still burning.
"Well I can't say that! I don't love you Harry! I love Draco!" He stumbled back and sat down, shaking. She still loved Draco. How could she love him? She turned around angrily and braced herself on Ron's desk. Tears were threatening to flow and she choked on a sob. Yes, she loved Draco. She didn't love Harry.
"How can you love him? He doesn't love you. I've been by your side, friend and more, through a lot of things. I was there first. I was there for you first." His voice was quiet and full of hurt. She turned around angrily.
"I don't know why I love him. Yes! You were there, but you were in love with Ginny, just like Draco! Just like Draco." The last part came out soft and tears ran down her face. Draco doesn't love me and he never will. She thought silently to herself. She felt Harry look at her, but she couldn't look at him. "I can't do this with you Harry. I just can't. I know I'm hurting you, but I'm also hurting myself, while being with you and loving him. I want to leave him, but I can't bring myself to do it. I'm sorry." She whispered it and he leaned back closing his eyes. He couldn't have Ginny when he was in love with her, and now he couldn't have Jeanie. All because of Draco, the same man who stole Ginny away from him. The bastard. He thought angrily.
"I'm sorry too." She walked towards the door, not looking at him. She knew had to say the three words he wanted and everything would be all right, but she couldn't. "At least-at least tell me who the father is when you find out." She looked at him.
"I'm going to see Remus tomorrow." She opened the door and walked out, closing it behind her.
Harry sat for a few moments, trying to understand. If Draco loved Ginny, how could Jeanie love him? What does Draco have that he, Harry, didn't? He sighed in frustration, anger, hurt and pain. He touched his cheek, wincing and the stood up and walked out of his office, and down into the ballroom.
Draco strode angrily outside, not wanting to believe that she was seeing Harry behind his back. But what difference does it make? A voice in the back of his head asked. It makes a lot of difference. He muttered to himself. Why? You're seeing Ginny what difference does it make if Jeanie sleeps with Harry? The voice inside his head was making him angry. He slammed his back up against the wall and panted. She wouldn't be with Harry. She loved him. Draco. Not Harry. She just couldn't. He closed his eyes and breathed in through his nose.
He didn't understand why it bothered him so much to think about Jeanie and Harry. He didn't love her, at least that was what he kept telling himself, but he cared for her. When he thought about Jeanie leaving him a slippery feeling of panic of took him. He also felt jealousy when he saw Harry and Jeanie talking, or whenever Harry would lightly touch her. He sighed and jumped when he felt a hand on his arm. He opened his eyes and looked down at the hand. It was Ginny. He closed his eyes and sighed.
"Hey love. I guess you saw me walk out here." He opened his eyes and looked at her. She nodded and looked at him with worry.
"Everything okay?" He nodded and looked away from her.
"Everything's fine. I just wanted some fresh air. I should be getting back inside. Jeanie she-she might come looking for me." He looked at her and wrinkled her brow. She removed her hand, but set them casually on her hips.
"She's with Harry. They went somewhere together. They didn't leave, but they just went elsewhere. I'm sure they're just talking, they're friends." He felt the jealousy come back and he had the urge to pound Harry into a million pieces.
"They went somewhere together?" She nodded and smiled at him, putting her hand on his cheek.
"Yeah, why?" He closed his eyes, wanting to relish in her hand touching him, but all he could think about was Jeanie at the moment.
"No reason. Well, in case she comes back I need to go inside." He pulled away and she caught his hand. She was looking at him with hurt and worry.
"Are you trying to avoid me? You haven't come by and you haven't asked me to dance." He sighed, not knowing how to say this.
"I can't. If Jeanie she would accuse me of loving you. I do love you, but I don't want her to know that." She nodded and pulled his mouth down to hers. She sighed into the kiss as he ran his hands through her hair, pulling her towards him.
After awhile, he pulled back. He desperately didn't want Jeanie to find Ginny and him. If she did she would leave him. And go to Harry. The voice in the back of his head said in a small voice. The heard the doors open and he jumped away from her. He ran a shaky hand through his hair and tried to get his breathing back to normal.
"Oh Draco why? Why do you do this to me?" He looked at Ginny. It was Jeanie's voice, he could tell even though she whispered it. Ginny nodded and walked around to the back. Draco walked to where Jeanie was sitting on the steps, her head in her hands and she was crying.
"Jeanie what's wrong love?" She jumped and looked at him, wiping at her tears. She gave him a weak smile.
"Nothing. I'm just not feeling well. I want to go home." He looked at her and nodded. He got their cloaks and wands and they apparated together.
When they got home, she threw her cloak and wand on the couch and walked up the stairs to their room. He followed her warily, wondering what had caused her to be this way. She fell on the bed and he sat down next to her.
"Love? Are you okay?" She looked at him and smiled and touched his hand.
"I'm fine. I'm just not feeling well at all. I'm tired too. I've got to go to bed. I've got an appointment to see Remus tomorrow anyway. You don't mind if I go to bed do you?" He shook his head. He stood up and stripped down to his boxers while she changed into her nightgown. They got into bed and he pulled her close to him, wondering why she was so hurt.
The next morning, Jeanie got up early, because she had to see Remus. She left Draco a note and apparated. She knocked on Remus' door and he opened it. He smiled at her and let her in.
"How have you been feeling? I saw you at the ball last night. You looked pretty well." He pulled her folder and flipped through it.
"Fine. I've been eating crackers a lot lately. I'm so tired of crackers." He laughed. They talked for about an hour and a half about what's been going on, what she should expect and she nodded. She bit her lip now, wondering how to go about this.
"Remus, I need something. I want to find out the father of my child." She wouldn't meet his gase, but knew he was looking at her.
"Why Jeanie?" She looked at him and felt the tears about to flow.
"Oh Remus four months ago I went to Harry because I was upset. I knew Draco was in love with Ginny by then and I knew he would never love me. I was hurt. I went over to Harry's and luckily Ginny wasn't there. I told him everything. I practically poured my heart out to him. It really wasn't supposed to happen. But I took advantage of the situation. I knew he had feeling for me and I wanted to be needed. Wanted. I know Draco wants me, but he wants me sexually. Not like Harry.
"So I slept with him. I came to you a month later and you told me I was, indeed, pregnant. I don't know if it's Harry's or if it's Draco's. I love Draco and I would have never done this, but I was upset. Harry doesn't understand and I don't know what to do. I've got to know who the father is. I'm sorry Remus." She had her head in her hands and her shoulders were shaking uncontrollably. He stood up and walked over to her. He squatted down in front of her and made her look at him.
"Jeanie I knew you had been with Harry. I knew you had slept with him, even though you hadn't told me. You mentioned things, Draco mentioned things, no he doesn't know, and Harry has said things. I'm not disappointed in you. I know what it's like to love and not be loved. I understand what was going through your mind and why you are upset." He kissed her lightly on the lips and hugged her tight. She was like his daughter.
"Come on let's get this test done." He waved his wand over her stomach and then disappeared to the lab. Even thought he was a wizard, he had to go by a machine. He was gone for almost an hour. When he came back he walked in and smiled. "You might or might not be shocked. I was in the middle." He handed her the parchment.
She took it with shaking fingers. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened them and read over the paper. Se opened her mouth and al the breath went out of her. She looked at Remus. She closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair.
"I knew it."
A/N: I am so sorry!! I just had to leave it there. I was really stuck on letting you know and not. This will keep you guessing. I hope you enjoyed it. I hope many of you like Jeanie a little more. She does love Draco but how does he feel about her? I don't know you'll just have to wait and see.
Coming in the next chapter:
Draco thinks about his two on going relationships. Harry in turn, thinks about Jeanie and how to win her over. Jeanie takes a trip to St Mungo's to visit her brother.
He looked at her angrily. His breath was coming out in short angry gasps.
"Tell me!" He yelled, breathing through his nose. He was trying to contain his anger, hurt, and pain.
"It's not yours!" She screamed at him. "The child is not yours!" She managed to choke out. She knew how much he wanted it to be his. The pain in his eyes was hurting her. But she had to do it. She had needed to tell him.
That is a part for the next chapter. I hope you look forward to it.
Enjoy!!