Chapter 13

She had to tell Draco. She wasn't going to not tell him. It was going to be hard, and he may never speak or even look at her again, but it was the right thing to do. That evening, after skipping all the classes, she tried to find Draco. She waited outside the Great Hall doors, she didn't really have an appetite. Once they opened she stood, looking eagerly for the white blonde boy. When she saw him, she took little time going up to him.

"Draco," she piped up. He swung around and saw her. When he did, he had an evil smirk creep over his face.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Look everybody the only girl in school who doesn't have a soul, Liz." These words struck home, but she had business to tend to.

"Draco, listen I have to tell you something," she said, calmly. He shooed off his Hench men, and pulled her by the arm into a corner.

"What do you want? Do you want to tell me how much you hate me? Or wait, let me guess, you have to tell me you developed emotions?" He peered into her eyes. Even though not an ounce showed, he missed her, and was still grieved from what happened.

"No, Draco, neither of those." She peered, to make sure no one was around. "Listen, I…I'm pregnant, and I'm keeping the baby."

Draco stood in shock. "What?" he asked confused.

"Draco, I can't be any clearer, I am pregnant, and it's yours and I'm keeping it."

"How do you know it's mine?"

"You're the only one Draco, that's it. And if you don't want anything to do with it that's fine, but he or she will get your last name, either way. But that's it, I should be going." Draco's heart started to melt.

"Liz, I…I don't…" he started.

"You don't want anything to do with it?" she filled in, trying to find the worst possible thing.

"No, it's not that. But I, I have a kid?"

"Yes Draco, you do," answered Liz.

"I don't care if you don't want me or the baby or me, but please just let me know, right now…" the built up pain, swelled up her eyes.

Draco didn't answer right off.

"Thanks," said Liz, tearfully, as she started to leave.

"Wait," called Draco. But she ignored him. "Liz!" At this point Draco knew he had to do something drastic, and he would do it tomorrow. He went straight up to his dorm and plotted it out.

Liz was also up in her dorm, crying. One thing about it, she thought, that explains why I've been so emotional. She went right to sleep that night, and did the same thing that morning. Puke, rest and puke some more. Then the evening came around, and Liz got a knock on the door. She went to it, when she opened it, there was Crabb and Goyle.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Hey no questions, just come with us," said Crabb.

"What makes you think I'm going to come with you?"

"This," said Goyle, handing her a note. She took it and read it.

Liz,

Please come to the fountain. I have to talk to you.

Draco

"Okay, I'll come; just let me get a jacket." Crabb and Goyle nodded. Once she came, they escorted her to the fountain. That's where she saw Draco, with candle light, standing there.

"Crabb, Goyle, you can leave now," he said, with authority. Once they left and got back inside, he started.

"Liz, do you still like me?" he asked. She didn't really know what to say. She did, but she didn't want to say it.

"Honestly? Yes I do." She did it anyway. He felt a surge of relief go through him.

"Good, because, I have something to tell you," he said, as he walked towards her. She looked up to him, with a nervous look.

"I've been thinking really hard about what you said. And well here it goes," he took a deep breath, "I'm going to be here for you through all of this, and before you ask I'm doing it because I love you Liz with all of my icy sold, stone heart, and I can't tell you how sorry I am for what I said, but I've thought about you the whole time you were gone, and I will do any and I mean ANY thing to get you back. I want to be there for you and for the baby. I just love you."

Liz was so stunned; this has been what she was waiting for. "Draco, oh Draco," she said, going in for a hug. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I don't want to be a bitch, and I love you, I love you so much." He hugged her tightly, in his arms.

"Don't worry about it, I'm a bastard so we're a perfect pair." He laughed.

Liz playfully slapped him. "Shut up."

"So what do you want to name the baby?" he asked.

"I don't know, I say we think of it together," she replied.