The Werewolf's Daughter

48. A Christmas in the war

Maya stood looking at the Christmas tree in the living room. It was huge and she was almost finished decorating it.

'You look like you're having fun.' Draco said, coming up behind her with a cup of hot chocolate.

'I love Christmas.' She gushed. 'I know we're in the middle of a war, but I just can't help it – it's so magical.' She whispered.

Draco wrapped his arm around her, running a hand over her stomach. 'How do you feel today?' he asked, kissing her cheek.

'I haven't been sick since this morning.' She responded, in a whisper.

Maya had started to feel sick at the start of December; once again it took Draco reminding her about her period before she realised that she was once again late.

'What have we done?' she cried that night, lying next to him. 'We're too young. We can't do this.'

'Maya, calm down. It might not be that. We have to do the test; tomorrow ok?'

Maya barely slept that night. She knew when she had gotten pregnant. It was the night on the pool table, and it was her fault; she remembered when she climbed on top of him, but she definitely did not perform the protection spell before she slid on to him.

That night was 7 weeks ago now and Maya was definitely pregnant.

'Draco?'

'Hmm'

'I'm scared.' She whispered. 'I've ruined everything for us.'

'No, Maya! You haven't.' Draco responded, turning her around. 'You haven't ruined anything. We did this ok?'

Maya shook her head 'How can we do this? We're 17 years old and we're in the middle of a war.' She sobbed, her task of decorating the tree forgotten.

'Maya, we would manage. I know we would. But if you don't want this baby, I will stand by you no matter what you decide.'

'I won't get rid of it.' She said, bluntly.

'Well, we need to start planning for it then.' He said, kissing her. 'We need to tell them.' He whispered and she knew he meant their parents.

Maya sighed. 'They'll be really angry. I don't want to.'

'Well love, I think they'll notice in 9 months when you pop a baby out.' He chuckled.

'I'll be right there with you, ok? We're 17 now, they can't be too mad.'

Maya nodded. 'Tonight then, during dinner.'

Draco nodded and started to help Maya finish decorating.

…

'We have something to tell you.' Draco started that night, during their main course.

Maya kicked him. 'We can wait until dessert!' she whispered.

'I think you had better just tell us now.' Remus said, confused.

Maya stared at her dad; her lovely dad who was going to be so disappointed in her.

'I'm pregnant.' She whispered, her eyes filling with tears.

Silence.

'You…you're pregnant?' Remus choked, staring at them.

Maya nodded, tears running down her eyes.

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry; you must be so disappointed in me.' She cried, pushing her chair back, standing up and running from the dining room. Draco stood up to go after her, but Remus stopped him. 'I'll get her.' Draco nodded and sat back down.

Remus knew where Maya had gone; her mother's bedroom. The room wasn't used for anything and Maya often went there to think.

'Maya?' Remus said, knocking on the door. His daughter was sitting in a chair at the window, looking at a picture of her mum.

'I'm so sorry Dad.' She whimpered. 'So sorry. I didn't mean to disappoint you.'

'Who says you've disappointed me?' he asked, confused.

'I'm pregnant!' she cried 'How can you not be disappointed?'

'Because I'm not.' He replied simply. 'Sad for you? A little bit – but if this is what you want, I will be happy for you.'

'My baby will only be a year younger than Teddy.' She whispered.

'And? Maya; you're 17 and this decision is yours and Draco's – if you want this baby, everyone in this house will stand by you.'

'I'm scared. I need her – I need my mum.'

'Maya, I-'

'Maya?' a soft voice whispered at the door. 'Maya, I'm not your mum, but I will be here for you.' Tonks said, stepping in to the room.

'Why are you all being so nice to me? I feel like you should all be giving me in to trouble. It's my fault this happened – I wasn't careful enough.'

Remus laughed 'Why would we give you in trouble? Maya, you're 17. Of age! You can do what you like now.' He said, walking over to the girl and hugging her. 'My beautiful daughter – I love you so much.'

'I love you too.' She whispered. 'Thank you for being here for me.'

Remus smiled down at her and led both her and Tonks back to the dining room, where she was immediately hugged by Narcissa and Andromeda. Sirius and Ted were grinning at her.

'Not as bad as you thought?' Draco whispered, as she went to sit back down next to him.

Maya shook her head and took Draco's hand.

…

'Merry Christmas Maya' Draco smiled, kissing her lips as she woke up. 'Merry Christmas Baby Jones-Lupin-Malfoy' he added, kissing her belly.

Maya laughed. 'We are not triple-barreling our baby's name!'

'No? I think it sounds quite nice.' He smirked.

'Oh god.' Maya moaned, leaping from their bed to the bathroom, where she threw up, just like she had done every morning for the past 4 weeks.

Draco followed her in, smoothing her hair off of her face and rubbing her back.

Maya groaned. 'I seriously hope this part is done soon.'

Draco smiled down at her. 'You still look beautiful.'

'Draco, you got me, you don't need to flatter me anymore.' She chuckled, before throwing up again.

'You need something to eat honey; you're not bringing anything up.'

'I can't eat anything. Everything smells horrible.'

'What about just a sandwich with some salad?'

'Maybe.' She answered, standing up. 'No onions though.'

Draco led Maya downstairs to the kitchen, where he proceeded to make her what she wanted. Maya sat down at the table where her dad and Narcissa were sitting.

'Teddy!' Maya burst, as the boy toddled in to the room with a present in his hands.

'for oo My My.' He babbled, toddling right over to Maya.

'For me?' she asked, her eyes bright. 'Thank you, Teddy! Merry Christmas to you!' she said, picking him up and kissing his cheek.

She opened up the present to find a stone, with a drawing on it. 'You did this?' she asked, staring down at him. Teddy nodded and then asked to go down.

'Da da, toys?' he asked, pulling Remus' hand.

'Ok little man – back to the living room to play with your toys then.'

Maya and Narcissa both stared at Teddy fondly and Maya subconsciously rubbed a hand over her belly. She was starting to get a bit more excited at the thought of her baby.

Draco soon set a sandwich down in front of Maya.

'A sandwich for breakfast?' Narcissa asked, confused.

'Maya is struggling to keep anything down and anything that smells makes her ill.' Draco explained.

'Ohh, of course. Morning sickness. I remember that well with you dear.' She said, smiling at Draco. 'Hopefully it won't last too long sweetheart.' She said, smiling at Maya next.

'I hope not.' Maya whimpered. 'Thank you for this sandwich.' She said to Draco 'It seems to be doing the trick.'

Draco nodded and sipped his coffee.

…

'You seem happier.' Draco said, as they lay in bed that night.

'I am.' She whispered. 'I'm quite excited about all this now. Just think, this time next year we'll have our own little baby.' She sighed, snuggling in to him further.

Draco kissed her as he ran a hand over her stomach. 'I love you.' He whispered. 'I love you both.'

'We love you too.' Maya responded, placing her hand over his.