Thanks for the reviews. I know it's a big twist. Apologies for the shortness of this one. Enjoy Chapter 15.

"Draco? Dude, Draco man what's up?"

Draco was still sitting at the bar, numerous empty glasses in front of him when Blaise Zabini walked up.

"Hey."

"Man where have you been? Ever since you kissed that mudblood you've like gone into hiding or something."

"Don't call her that." He didn't say it defensively. In fact there was no emotion in his voice at all, just a bunch of slurred words.

Blaise furrowed his brows and looking at the empty glasses he asked, "Rough night?" Draco only nodded in response. "What did she change her mind or something? Finally realize you're too good for her?" He said slapping Draco on the back.

Draco slowly turned his head towards Blaise. His friend looked confused at his expression. Draco stood and smiled at Blaise then punched him effortlessly.

Blaise only laughed in response as he rubbed his jaw and spat out blood. "Okay, so none of the above. Let me take another guess. Did she cheat on you? Did you knock her up?" He gave another pat to Draco's shoulder.

Draco took another shot before he knocked Blaise out cold and sat back in his seat.

"Mr. Malfoy, I think I'm gonna have to cut you off." The bartender, Tom said.

Draco didn't respond. Instead he had a sickening look on his face. Tom had seen that look many times. He brought out a bucket just in time for Draco to throw up in it. "Sssupose that's a gooood idea."

"Draco!" A high pitched, cheery voice said.

"Astoria?" He managed to choke out.

She engulfed him in a hug. "How are you?"

"Drunk."

"I can see that." She was actually concerned for her old friend.

"I should go." He stood to leave but toppled over back into his seat.

"Yeah I don't think that's gonna happen. Come on." He managed to stand up and putting most of his weight on her they began to walk. She struggled carrying him up the stairs. He was easily twice her size. "Okay here we go. Room 18." She opened the door and sat him on the bed, breathless.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

She gave him a glass of water and kneeled in front of him. "Oh Draco, what have you done?" He rolled his eyes. She lifted his head with both her hands and pulled his face towards her to where their lips met. He just sat there, lifeless, not being able to react. His brain was just too intoxicated to think. She pulled away and brushed his messy locks out of his face. She stood and started taking his jacket off and then his shirt and then his pants. She laid him down on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and kissed him softly on the forehead, stroking his white blonde hair. Before she knew it, he was out cold. She sat down on the bed next to him and sighed. "I love you, Draco."

Draco awoke with a horrible pain in his head the next morning.

"Here drink this. It will help with your hangover." Astoria handed him a glass.

"Astoria? Where am I?" He asked confused.

"The Three Broomsticks. I found you last night drunk off your arse right after you punched Blaise's lights out."

"I did what? I wouldn't knock Blaise out. He's my best friend."

"Well you did. I brought you up here."

Draco panicked, "We didn't..?" He pointed his finger to himself then at her.

She blushed. "No we didn't do anything." She lied. She had kissed him but had decided to skip over that detail. Draco sighed in relief and her heart sank a bit.

"Thank you."

"Anything for you." She smiled trying to hide her feelings for him.

For the first time, he appreciated her and what she had done for him.

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"Well you're definitely pregnant. Congratulations." The nurse smiled at Hermione who sat on the hospital bed. She wasn't surprised at the news. "Here are some prenatal vitamins," the nurse continued but Hermione just nodded. Ginny sat in the chair in the corner of the room, smiling brightly. "So we will see you in a few weeks, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks." Hermione put her feet to the ground and she and Ginny walked out together.

Ginny saw the saddened look on her friends face but it wasn't because she was with child. "You still haven't heard from him?"

Hermione shook her head and they apparated back to Grimmauld Place. "He just needs some time."

"I'd say a week is a good amount of time." She sighed and they sat down at the kitchen table. Harry entered the room. "He's not coming back."

"You don't know that, Hermione." Harry consoled his best friend.

Hermione took a deep breath. "I'm afraid I do."

"All his stuff is here. He has to come back sometime even if it's not to stay." Ginny pointed out trying to give her friend some hope.

Hermione didn't respond to this comment. She only stood and said, "I'm going to take a nap."

She made her way up to the stairs and plopped on her bed, worn out from the day's events. After she finally fell asleep she drifted to a world that was nonexistent.

"Hermione?"

His voice made her heart sink. It couldn't be him. He's dead. But she turned around and sure enough he was standing in front of her. "Ron?" she managed to choke out through her tears.

"Hermione." He strutted over to her and hugged her.

"I can't believe you're here." She mumbled into his chest. She realized they were in a clean, white room and he was dressed in white pants and a white t-shirt with a v-neck collar.

He kissed the top of her head. "I'm so glad you're okay."

"I wish I was with you."

"No. You have a wonderful live to live. You have our baby to raise."

She gasped in shock. "How did you know?"

He shrugged. "One of the perks of being dead." He laughed but she didn't. "Hermione please don't be sad anymore." She still didn't respond. "I know about Malfoy too."

Her gaze quickly shot up to him. "Ron,"

"It's okay."

"What?"

"I mean when I first found out I was enraged but I learned the truth and I just want you to be happy and if you think he's a good guy then so do I."

"Well if you know everything then you must know he left when I told him I was pregnant."

"Oh Hermione," he hugged her again, "I didn't know. I'm so sorry. I always knew he was a dick." They laughed wildly at his comment.

"I miss you."

He pushed her bushy hair out of her face and it reminded her of Draco. "I miss you too. Hermione, I know you're going to be a great mom, with or without me or Malfoy. I'll never stop loving you and I hope you'll always love me through our child. Just remember I'll always be watching over you and our child. I'll always keep you safe. I love you." He kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes trying to savor the moment but when she opened her eyes he was gone.

Hermione woke up not knowing what to think. It seemed so real and she didn't want it to end. She heard a knock on the door. "Come in."

"Hey I just wanted to check on you." Harry declared. She nodded, sitting up. "I'm gonna find him for you, Hermione."

"What do you mean Harry?" she said slightly irritated that he had interrupted her thoughts of Ron.

"I'm going to find Draco and I'm going to bring him to you."

She scoffed. "I don't want him here."

"I know that's not true." He took her hand in his.

"You're right but I don't want him here if he doesn't want to be here."

"He wants to be here. He's just scared. I would have been bloody terrified if Ginny told me she was pregnant with some other bloke's baby when we first got together."

She lifted her head up high laughing at Harry's statement. "Draco Malfoy isn't scared of anything."

Harry rolled his eyes. "You've got to be kidding me? Hermione the guy has always been a coward what makes you think anything has changed in him." He hadn't meant to say it. He came in to talk to her with good intentions.

She smiled thinking about what he said, "Me," she could tell he was confused, "I thought that I had changed him."

"Even if you are the brightest witch of our age, which I fully believe that you are, you couldn't have done anything to change him. People like Malfoy are set in their ways." He continued to go downhill.

Hermione was starting to get more annoyed with Harry. "I thought you were my friend Harry. I thought you liked Draco. I thought you had accepted him now. You asked him to move in with you for god's sake."

"Hermione, he left you." He said harshly.

Tears built in the rims of her eyelids. His comment had hurt. "Get out."

"I'm sorry I,"

"Leave. Now."

Harry knew he shouldn't have said what he said so he left without any fight.

As Harry closed the door, Hermione traced her hands over her stomach and smiled, thinking of Ron.

I know you probably hate me right now but I beg you just hang with me and trust me. Thanks for reading.