"Okay, Collette. Pull it together today." That's what I tell myself this morning. I'm not going to give Malfoy the satisfaction of seeing me remotely similar to how I was last night.

I pass him on the way to Divination and force a smile. The corners of his mouth twitch, but his eyes bore into mine until I can't stand it any longer. I turn and continue on my way to the classroom.

The day goes by fast and before I know it, I'm being pulled into an empty, unused classroom on my way to my common room after lunch.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" I may not have seen my captor, but this could only be the work of the man that I used to love.

"Collette, I-I'm sorry."

"Yeah, right. You've already made my life a living hell. There's no need for you to make it any worse."

"I really am sorry."

"I don't believe you!" I yell at him, turning to face him. "You're not like this and - and you've hurt me so many times. I might as well just kill myself! At least it's less painful than seeing you every day!" I turn around so he won't see the tears already rolling down my face. I feel his hands on my shoulders, then slide down and rub my arms.

"Collette," he whispers lovingly in my ear. I hear the sadness and pleading in his soft, deep voice. "Please. I love you."

"I'm not falling for it." The tears stop flowing.

"What about this?" he asks, stroking my hair. I feel his hot breath on my neck and his soft lips making contact with my flesh. My heart skips a beat, but I remember what he did to me and I shake the feeling away.

"Nope. Not even an inch."

"Collette, I saw you last night when you were crying," he admits. Tears well up in my eyes again as I remember last night and, out of embarrassment, two tears start to gently slip down my cheeks. I hold the rest back, waiting for him to tell me what his reaction was. "I overreacted on Christmas. I've never seen you cry before and...whoa. I feel really bad for reducing you to this."

I take a big breath before responding. "You should be." I let the tears fall freely. He wraps his arms around me protectively.

"Shh. It'll be alright." I turn around in his arms and cry into his chest. I hold on tight to his robes and listen to his steady heartbeat. "It's ok. I swear on my grave I will never hurt you again. And that's really something, because, quite frankly, I don't want to die. I'd also be honored to be the father."

"Really?" Now this is what I call Draco being out of character. "It wouldn't damage your reputation?"

"It would flush my rep down the toilet, but I don't care."

Again with his abnormal behavior. I like this Draco, though. "Kiss it goodbye, pretty boy." For the first time since Christmas, my lips sincerely form a smile.

It is Valentine's Day! No classes because it's a Saturday. Draco and I are walking around the grounds, holding hands and talking.

"This year has been crazy," I point out to Draco.

"Yeah. It has," he agrees. "Collette, I'm still really sorry about snapping at you about the baby. I can't believe I made you cry."

"It's over and done with, Draco. I forgive you. Move on."

"You!" We hear a shout from the direction of the castle. Soon after, we see a girl in the sixth year. Victoria Trump, I think, is her name. Her curly, blonde hair bounces with every angry step she takes. Her narrowed, fiery, emerald eyes gleam with murder. "How dare you!"

When she gets close enough, she slaps Draco across the face. The sharp stinging sound echoes in the crisp air.

"What the bloody hell is this all about?" I snap at her. How dare he? How dare she!

"Your boyfriend here screwed me and got me pregnant!" The last word stuns me and it echoes in my head. P-pr-pre-what?!

She knees him in the groin and storms off. I turn to Draco. "Please tell me this is all just a practical joke."

"If it was, I wouldn't be doubled over in pain clutching my manhood. I need that for reproduction!" he shouts after the girl.

"Looks like you've already reproduced...twice."

"Not again. Collette, it's not at all what it seems," he groans. "That was before-"

"Just shut up, ok?" I snap.

"No-you see-remember: It was all for you."

"You're right. It was all for you." I walk away.

"Ah, come on! Not again!!" he yells exasperatedly after me. "Collette!" I ignore him and continue walking.

Later in the day, I'm reading a book in the Ravenclaw common room. The stars twinkle above me, oblivious to the pain I'm feeling right now...and nausea...but that's probably from being...I don't want to think about it.

The door opens to reveal Erica. "Aren't you coming to dinner?"

"No," I reply. "I'm not hungry."

"Do you want me to bring you something back for later?" she asks.

"I'd rather you not. I'll be fine."

"Okay. Are you sure?"

"Oh, yeah. The only thing that's wrong is the fact that I'm p-p-"

"Pregnant," she finishes for me.

"Right. And the fact that the father of the baby has another child with another girl. I mean, nothing really that bad."

"That bastard! I'm going to give him a piece of my mind... right after dinner. Can't kill anyone on an empty tummy!" she says with an overly joyous, child-like smile.

"You are so... Here comes the nausea."

"I'm out of here!"

The door snaps shut and I laugh. That always works. "Sucker." The door opens again and I ignore it. Erica can be so annoying. Strong hands suddenly grip the arms of my chair, cornering me. "What do you want?"

"Why did you walk out on me back there?"

"Because, Malfoy, I-I-"

"You what?" Malfoy snarls.

"You're a father of two! One of which is with another woman! Who are you going to choose?"

"Oh, my god. Are you serious? Hasn't this last year taught you anything? Of course I'm going to pick you! How could you think, for one second, that I would go off with that slut? Besides, this was before we got together. I love you and only you!" Before I can say anything more, he slams his lips on mine. As I said before, I'm cornered in a chair. Obviously, I have no choice but to kiss back.

All happy memories flood back into my brain and I'm filled with lust. His tongue slithers into my mouth and explores. It recoils after a few seconds and our lips part.

"Do you believe me now?"

"Fine," I say stubbornly, but still playfully.

"After all this time!" He claims my lips again and towers over me. I lean my head back and he practically shoves his tongue down my throat. I gently pull him closer by wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Whoa, baby!" We break apart to see Erica drop her food-filled purse, staring at us in surprise.

"Sorry. Never mind me. I'll just be going now." The door shuts and we laugh.

"Erica can be a bit annoying," Draco says. "She can also be, well, a bit of a dork."

"Yeah, but she's my dork," I reply happily. We laugh again. "Please tell me there are no more surprises."

"Not that I know of. You?"

"Nope," I say, popping my lips on the "p". "Well, there is...."

"What now?" he asks, exasperatedly.

"Just kidding," I say before kissing him tenderly.