Chapter 3: Oh, that can't be good!

Ginny looked at Professor Sprout, who was explaining the importance of handling some sort of violent plant, but Ginny couldn't bring herself to actually care about the words coming out of the older woman's mouth. She was tired, no, exhausted. Her eyes were red from lack of sleep and it was easy to tell the rest of the class felt about the same. This project was really taking its toll on them.

Ginny stifled a yawn and rested her head on her arms. She noticed a few of the guys kept looking down at their babies; it was their turn today. Ginny smiled at the thought of Draco having to take care of their kid. She really wished she could see that, but unfortunately, she was a year younger. Hermione was keeping her up to date though.

"Oh shit!" Colin shouted loudly, grabbing his wand. Ginny bolted up to see what happened.

"Mr. Creevy, twenty points from—" Professor Sprout was halfway through her sentence when she realized what was happening.

Ginny found herself captivated by the scene, unable to move.

The plant Colin was working with seemed to have gotten out of hand and started to attack the baby seat. Loud wails emitting from the little girl drowned out any other sound in the greenhouse.

Colin was shouting out curses left and right as he tried to free the little girl. After realizing that his physical strength wasn't working he started to shoot off spells at the plant. The plant seemed to grow angry with every spell and it tightened its grip on the girl's body.

The whole class watched as the morbid scene unfolded. Professor Sprout seemed to be glued to the spot, one of her hands on her mouth while the other clutched the tabletop.

Ginny's gaze returned to Colin as he shouted out every spell he could think of, to no avail.

Professor Sprout seemed to come to her senses and stepped forward; pointing her wand at the plant and saying the body binding spell just as Colin shouted out the stunning spell.

The two spells, aimed from two different directions, met each other as they hit the plant. The plant exploded upon the impact of the combined spells.

The class stood dead still with looks of shock on their faces as they took in the scene. The greenhouse was covered in plant guts mixed with little plastic bits.

A scream was heard and the whole class looked over at a blonde sixth year Hufflepuff who looked mortified. "There's an eye in my hair!" she said as she burst into tears and started to jump up and down trying to get all the guts off her. Her friends quickly rushed to her aid, and joined in on the jump dance she had started.

"Uh…class dismissed," Professor Sprout said, clearing her throat.

Most of the class rushed out, but Ginny walked over to Collin who seemed to be drenched head to toe in guts and plastic.

"I killed Alexis," he muttered, looking shocked. Ginny just patted him on the back, doing her best to avoid the wet patches.

"It was an accident," she told him soothingly.

"She was only a week old," he said glumly "I'm a horrible father."

"You're sixteen, you're not supposed to be good, and she wasn't real."

"Oh great, I guess I just failed."

"I'm sure Dumbledore won't fail you."

"Hannah is going to hate me. First I killed her daughter, and then I make her fail."

Ginny continued to pat his back, but opted to stay silent seeing as talking wasn't exactly helpful in any way, shape, or form. She also knew that the whole school would know by Lunchtime. It had been a little over a week since the project had started, and this was the first casualty. It was going to be brutal for Collin, but there wasn't anything she could do, other than be a good friend and stand by his side.

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Lunch was just as bad as she thought it was going to be. The whole school was aware that Collin Creevy had let his child get murdered, though the facts were slightly skewed. But that was typical of all Hogwarts gossip.

Ginny was glad Collin wasn't there and neither was Hannah. Ginny shoved a forkful of mashed potatoes in her mouth before she looked over at the Slytherin table where Draco was enjoying his lunch with his friends.

She saw him look down at the bench of his left side where she assumed Lynx sat. It was pretty much mandatory to bring the babies to all meals.

The younger students who weren't part of the project looked at the crying babies with looks of annoyance. Ginny just glared at them, jealousy evident in her eyes. She would give anything not to have to do this, hell; she would give anything to not be partnered with Malfoy for this.

The doors of the Great Hall opened and Collin walked in glumly, Hannah nowhere in sight. The noise level of the Hall dropped dramatically as everyone watched Collin's trek to the Gryffindor table.

He plopped down beside Ginny dejectedly.

"What happened?" Ginny asked quietly so they wouldn't be overheard.

"We had a meeting with Dumbledore."

"And?"

"And, it's over."

"He failed you?" Ginny asked a look of shock on her face. She really didn't think Dumbledore would fail him.

"No worse. I have to get a divorce."

"What?" Ginny asked, not really following the conversation.

"Hannah claims that she cannot work with me any longer since we don't have a child anymore. She says it's too hard on her, since every time she looks at me she just thinks of me as the man who killed her child. She said that baby Alexis was the only reason we were together, and that now Alexis was gone, she really had no reason to be with me. Dumbledore agreed and granted us a divorce."

"So, you don't have to do this anymore? You're done with the project?"

"Not exactly. Apparently some other Hufflepuff couple has been having trouble with their relationship. See they were partnered together because they were a couple before the project, but he cheated on her, and it's all a big mess, so Dumbledore is granting them a Divorce as well which means we're all just switching partners."

Ginny took this into considerations, and it seemed to make sense. Now that she thought about it, it did seem like everyone who was in a relationship prior to the project was partnered together.

Ginny was really intrigued by these divorces Dumbledore was handing out. She was sure she would be able to get one if she played her cards right; after all, she was paired with Draco Malfoy.

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Draco POV

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Draco sat in one of the black leather armchairs in front of the fire as he flipped through his potions textbook. His eyelids felt heavy, but he forced his eyes to stay open and finish reading the assigned chapter.

He could hardly make out the words on the page anymore as they started to blur. He blinked rapidly to clear his sight, but he just didn't have it in him to concentrate on his books.

Instead, he started to look around the packed silver and green common room in search of a bit of comic relief.

"What are you looking at?" Pansy asked as she looked up from her own Potions text. Pansy was occupying one of the other armchairs in front of the fire, and she looked no better than he did.

"Blaise," he answered as he glanced around the room once more.

"He's not here," she said.

"Really Pans? I didn't notice," he said sarcastically.

"Could have fooled me," she muttered as she started to read again.

Draco sighed, "Any idea where he might be?" he asked, not looking the girl in the eye, but choosing to look down at the baby seat where Lynx was sucking on his dummy wearing a miniature silk blue robe on top of his cashmere pajamas, his big gray eyes gazing back at him innocently.

"He's quite adorable," Pansy said as she followed his gaze towards Lynx and looked at him warmly. "Blaise is with Lovegood of course," she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it was as of late.

"I don't understand why he follows Lovegood around in hopes of getting her in the sack. It's obvious the girl wants nothing to do with him, and she doesn't seem to be too thrilled about having a baby with him, figuratively or literally."

Pansy snorted at the comment, something Draco noted she only did in front of Blaise and himself. She had an image to uphold to the rest of the world, but in reality Pansy was a good person, despite her upbringing. She played the part of Queen Bitch really well, but it just wasn't her.

"How are things going with you and Saint Potter?" Draco asked with a smirk. Pansy glared at him.

"Oh about as perfect as things between you and little Weasley," she said, bitchiness evident in her tone.

"I still don't understand how the hell that happened," Draco said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Don't understand how what happened?" asked an amused voice from behind him. Draco looked over to see Blaise standing over his shoulder with a grin on his face and a baby seat in his hand.

"I don't understand how you became such a wanker," Draco answered. He would have rolled his eyes at the other boy but at the moment it required more effort than he had.

The snide comment seemed to roll off Blaise as he settled down in the empty armchair between Draco and Pansy. The baby in the seat seemed to be whimpering slightly as Blaise put the seat down on the ground.

"She's been doing that all day," Blaise said thoughtfully as he looked down at the little girl.

"Have you fed her?" Pansy asked.

"Yes."

"Has she slept?"

"Yeah, she just got up like an hour ago."

"Have you changed her nappy?" Pansy asked as she looked down at the little baby who continued to make her strange whimpering sounds.

"No, was I supposed to?" Blaise asked, looking nervous at the mere thought.

"Of course you are!" Pansy shouted sounding exasperated. Draco watched as Pansy turned her gaze onto him asking him the silent question. His own gaze drifted down to Lynx and then back to Pansy, a horrified expression on his face.

"You guys are hopeless," she said as she stood up and started walking up the boy's staircase. She looked back a few seconds later. "Follow," she ordered as she continued her march towards the dorms.

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Draco followed Pansy as she walked past all the dorms and stopped in front of the last door on the right. On the door hung a golden plaque that had 'Draco Malfoy' written on it with a carving that replicated the Head Boy badge underneath.

He whispered the password and the door swung open. He motioned for Pansy to enter first before following her in. Blaise entered last and closed the door behind him.

Draco carefully lifted Lynx out of his carrier and placed him down on the bed so he was lying on his back. Draco watched as Blaise followed suit on the other side of the bed.

"Now what?" Blaise asked Pansy as she looked at them with a grin.

"Now you undress them carefully until you find the nappy. Then you take it off and replace it with a new clean one," she said having way too much fun with the whole situation.

Draco grimaced as he looked down at the baby. Lynx was laying there, eyes opened and a grin on his little face. Draco knew the kid was tormenting him on purpose. Not being one to back down from a challenge he carefully unbuttoned the robe and slipped it down Lynx's arms without hurting him too badly. Next he took off the thick pajama bottoms. Draco tried to be as gentle as possible, which was making the process take lot more time then it should. He had just about slipped the pajamas off the boy's legs when he heard Pansy shriek in outrage.

Draco looked up at Pansy, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"How could you?" Pansy shouted as she looked down at Blaise's daughter Sasha. Draco noticed that the young girl's dress was tossed aside as she lay on the bed in a pale pink t-shirt and her nappy.

Draco assumed there was more to the situation then he could see. He looked down at Lynx who seemed busy eating his feet. He placed Lynx further up the bed so that he couldn't roll off and walked over to the other side to see what had Pansy so worked up.

Draco kept the neutral expression on his face as he studied little Sasha realizing exactly where Pansy's rage was coming from.

Sasha's pink shirt clearly stated 'All daddy wanted was a blowjob' in big bold black letters across the front. Draco wisely decided to stay silent as he walked over to his own child as he let Pansy deal with Blaise, who was grinning ear to ear.

Draco pulled the sticky bits on the nappy to release it. He took a few steps back looking disgusted as the nappy came loose. How did he let Pansy talk him into this? He could not do this.

"Well I'm not doing this for you Draco," Pansy said as if she read his mind, her hands resting on her hips making her look even more imposing than was normal.

"I'm not doing this," Draco stated firmly as he backed away a little more. There was no way in hell he would touch that willingly.

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Draco sat on the black leather loveseat in his room, his hands resting behind his head as he smirked at Pansy who was fuming at him from her position by the bed.

"It's done Mr. Malfoy, Sir," the pretty fourth year stated as she whipped out her wand to dispose of the dirty nappy. She handed a fully dressed Lynx to him.

Draco took Lynx from her and handed her five galleons and waved her off.

An official Hogwarts owl flew through his window and rested on the perch that belonged to his own personal owl. Draco stood up; placing Lynx in his crib before taking the letter from the owl that promptly flew off once it was released of its duty.

Draco scanned the content of the letter, a frown settling over his face. Once he was done reading the letter he clutched it tightly in his hands, furious.

"Merlin Weasley, what did you do?" Draco said to no one in particular, his words laced in anger.

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Sorry it took so long, I had beta issues. Big thanks to RavenclawRebel for being my beta for this chapter.

I hope you liked it, let me know what you think.