The Werewolf's Daughter

43. A baby?

Maya woke up with a start. It was a dream. Then she looked around; she was in her room at her house. She looked to her left and noticed white-blonde hair sticking out the top of the covers.

'Draco!'

Draco sat up with a shock. 'What? Are you ok? What's wrong?' he asked.

'Sorry, sorry. I just thought last night was a dream. I got a shock when I saw you there.' Maya smiled up at him and lay back down, curling up under his arm.

Draco closed his eyes and started to drift off again.

'Draco, how did you know?'' she whispered. Her boyfriend opened his eyes and looked down at her, confused.

'How did I know what?' he asked.

'When I couldn't talk, I ran my hand over my belly – I know why, but I never had the chance to tell you. How did you know?'

'You woke up at St. Mungos for minutes; you told one of the healers and when I got there, they took me to one side. I did wonder why you never asked me last night – you must have still been fairly out of it.' He whispered, kissing her head.

'I'm sorry.' She cried.

'What are you sorry for?'

'It's my fault that there's no baby.'

'No. It's Parkinson's fault.' He told her, pulling her even closer to him.

'But if I had managed to convince her at the beginning of the year, she wouldn't have kept asking me and then she wouldn't have pushed me. You made me realise you know; your letter talking about my time of the month. When I understood what you meant, I realised I hadn't had a period since September. How could I not even realise?' She muttered.

'Maya. Can I ask you something?' he asked, moving slightly to look at her face. She nodded. 'Did you want a baby?'

She looked at him. 'I don't know. I was scared when I first thought about it but now that it's not happening, I'm sad.'

'Love, I think you're sad because you've lost someone. Can I be completely blunt?' she nodded again. 'I'm not happy about what happened, but the pregnancy shouldn't have happened in the first place. I should have been more careful with you.'

Before he could carry on berating himself, Maya pressed her lips to his. 'Stop beating yourself up.' She said, when she was done kissing him. 'We're both technically adults. We both know how to be safe – it was just a heat of the moment thing. It won't happen again though.' She sighed. 'We'll be careful next time. You're right, I think I'm sad at the loss, I am definitely not ready to be a mum.'

'Maya, I promise you now. When we are old enough, and settled and out of school, if you want to be a mum, I will do everything I can to make that happen.'

Maya smiled up at him but then winced in pain. 'My head hurts.' She moaned.

'Time for potion then!' he said, getting out of the bed.

…

Maya finally felt ready to leave her bed on New Years Eve; she slowly made her way down to the living room aided by Draco.

'Sweetheart, I'm so glad you're down here.' Remus said, kissing his daughter on the cheek.

'Thanks Dad. I'm feeling much better now. I can at least stand or sit up for longer than ten minutes without my head feeling like it's going to explode.'

'Aah, Maya sweetheart. So good to see you.' Narcissa said, sitting Maya down next to her on the couch. 'Pansy Parkinson has a lot to answer for you know.'

'Pansy Parkinson's an evil bitch.' Maya muttered.

'Everyone, it's now 11.45pm and we wanted to make a quick announcement before the new year.' Remus said, holding up his glass.

'Tonks and I are going to be parents; come July we will have a baby.'

Andromeda and Narcissa started squealing; they ran up to hug the couple. Maya felt sick; she looked for Draco, who was next to her within a minute. 'You ok?' he whispered.

She nodded against his chest, letting tears fall. 'Maya are you ok?' someone whispered above her. Her father was standing over them, looking down at her confused.

'I need to speak to you.' She said to her Dad. She felt Draco stiffen next to her, but she knew she had to tell him. Just so he understood.

He led his daughter and her boyfriend into his office. 'Maya, what is it sweetheart?' he asked, taking her hand.

'Dad..I…was pregnant.' Remus let out a sharp breath and looked at Draco, who was hanging his head in shame.

'You're pregnant?' he hissed.

'No. Not now. I was pregnant. I had a miscarriage when Pansy pushed me down those stairs. I just needed you to know because I am happy for you and for Tonks, but I am still grieving a little. Your announcement just gave me a bit of a shock.'

Remus nodded and pulled his daughter in for a hug. 'I'm so sorry that happened to you.' He whispered, stroking her hair.

'It's for the best.' She whispered back. 'We're not ready. We're not even finished school yet.'

Maya eventually calmed herself down and they made their way back in to the living room. Maya made her way to Tonks and threw her arms around her. 'I'm so happy for you.' She said, kissing her step mum on the cheek.

'Thank you, Maya.' The older woman whispered back.

…

'Dad, can I talk to you?' Maya asked, knocking on his study door. 'Oh, sorry Professor. I didn't know you were here.'

'No problem Miss Jones; I was just leaving.' Professor Dumbledore smiled at her.

'Actually Professor, you should be here too.' She responded and the headmaster took a seat again.

'I don't want to come back to Hogwarts for the rest of this year. I don't feel safe and I still feel like I'm recovering. Could I possibly stay at home and do what Draco's doing – get work sent here for me?'

'Maya, you can't do this just so you can stay at home with Draco.'

'That's not why Dad. Professor, was Pansy expelled for what she did?'

The Headmaster sighed. 'Unfortunately not. Pansy is adamant it was an accident and Professor Snape pushed to keep the girl in school.'

'Whether it was an accident or not, Pansy has been harassing me about Draco and I'm scared I'm going to give away the plan. I swear this isn't just about Draco dad – I just need to be home.'

'Maya, if your Dad agrees, I am happy to have the same set up that we have with Draco.' Dumbledore smiled at her.

'Ok, we'll see how it goes ok? But you have to keep up with your work Maya – no distractions!'

'I promise I will work hard.' She said, leaving the office. She hurried upstairs to tell Draco.

…

'Draco, can you help me with this?' she asked. She was trying to brew a potion and her boyfriend excelled in that subject.

'Ok, so you need to add these first.' Draco said, pointing at a powder. 'And then stir three times counter clock-wise. Good, now add these beetles.'

'Wow, it's actually going the colour it's meant to! Thank you!' she said, clapping her hands and kissing Draco on the cheek.

Draco laughed. 'Ok, now I need your help with this runes stuff.'

They spent the rest of the afternoon helping each other with their homework. They could practice the theory in all their subjects but were unable to use their wands due to underage magic being detected. Their teachers had assured them that knowing the theory should be enough to help them understand the work.

…

'Draco?' Maya asked, as she watched her boyfriend pull his sleeve down. It was boiling in the kitchen, where they were brewing a potion – liquid luck - but Draco hated having his mark on show.

'Hmm?' he asked, looking up from the instructions.

'Draco, can HE track you, using your mark? Like, if you weren't in a safe-house, would he know where you are?'

Draco stopped what he was doing; she shocked him sometimes. She would just randomly ask about the mark and about what had happened when he was being kept prisoner.

'I don't think so. As far as I know, he uses the mark to summon his followers and they use it to summon him. I've never heard of it being used as a tracker.'

'That's good. Does it hurt? Do you feel it, if he's summoning them?'

Draco nodded and rubbed his arm. 'I hate it.' He muttered.

'I know you do. Just remember though, it was given to you forcefully. You didn't want this – you proved that when you left Slytherin.'

Draco nodded again but continued rubbing his arm. 'Draco, you know I don't care if you have it out right? If you're too hot, just keep your sleeves rolled up.' She said, unbuttoning his shirt again at the wrist, and pushing up his sleeve.

'You sure?' he asked, covering the mark with his other hand.

'Draco, it doesn't bother me. I know that's not you.'

Draco let go and took Maya's hand instead. 'Thanks'

'No thanks needed.' She smiled at him, going back to their potion.

…

'Draco! Draco! Did your coin…?' she looked up at her boyfriend as she entered his room; he was fully dressed and getting his wand out.

'Where are you going?' she demanded.

'You seen the coin. There's something going on at Hogwarts.'

'And?' she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

'Well, I need to go and help Maya.'

'Do you?' she asked, raising an eyebrow. 'What do you think is going to happen when a deatheater recognises you?' she asked.

'They won't.' he insisted.

'Really? You're the double of your father – of course they will! What if you meet him or Bellatrix?'

'Maya, I'm going in disguise.' Draco snapped.

'Why are you going at all?!'

'Because I'm 17 now Maya, I have to help out in this war.'

…

Maya sat in front of the fire with Tonks, Andromeda and Narcissa. She kept staring at the fire, willing Draco to come back.

It was past 2am when the fire finally turned green and Draco tumbled out and right over to Maya. 'I'm fine.' He kept saying to her, holding her as she cried against him.

'Dumbledore's dead.' Remus said from behind them.

'Dad? What?' Maya asked, turning to face him.

Remus walked over to Tonks and sat down next to her, kissing her cheek and rubbing her swollen stomach.

'It was Snape.' Draco whispered.

'What? No!' Narcissa shouted, thinking of her friend. 'He wouldn't.'

'I'm sorry Mum, but he did.' Draco responded. Narcissa walked out of the room; she had always suspected Snape as a double agent but thought it was for Dumbledore, not Voldemort.

'Bill Weasley was attacked by Fenrir Greyback too.' Draco told them. 'I don't know of any other injuries.'

Maya sank down on the couch. 'Is this the end of Hogwarts?' she asked.

Nobody could answer her. They didn't know.

The next week was Dumbledore's funeral; it was awful. No one could really understand. McGonagall had taken over the role of headmistress for now, but even she was unsure of what was going to happen at the school.