A/N: Okay, I could give an excuse for my lack of updating, but I don't have one. I've simply been too lazy to turn on the computer, wait for the internet machine to load (I have dinosaur dial-up), and wait for my stories to upload. I HATE dial-up with a passion! Oh, and by the way, an OC is introduced in this chapter. She wasn't my creation; the credits go to my awesome fanfic friends at school!

Chapter 4

The sun shining through the window woke Draco up the next morning. As he stretched, the memory of what had taken place the night before flashed through his mind. He sighed and plopped his head on what should have been the arm of the couch. He opened his eyes and looked around. He shot back up as he realized that he was in the bedroom. How did I get here? The thought was erased from his mind when a cool morning breeze entered the room through the open window. He ducked under the comforter. I'll figure it out later. He drifted back into a dreamless sleep.

. . .

Draco woke up at noon to the sound of a familiar voice singing his name. Oh no. He folded the pillow around his ears and rolled over so that his back was facing the door. The edge of the bed sank down and a finger started poking at his side. "Knock it off, Jezz."

"Only if you wake up, brother dear." The blankets suddenly disappeared. Draco sat up immediately and glared at his twin sister. Besides their difference in gender, they looked exactly alike. Jezzabella's platinum blonde hair cascaded down her back, like a waterfall, down to her waist. She flashed a brilliant smile at him. "Good morning, sleepyhead!"

Draco grunted and went to place his head on his pillow. Unfortunately, she had made that disappear too. He reached for Harry's only to find out it was gone. "You're determined to get me out of bed, aren't you?"

"Yup," she pulled him up by his wrists and started grooming his hair.

He brushed her hands away and covered his head. "Don't mess with the hair!"

"But Draco!" Jezz pouted. "It's so messy!" Her fingers twitched as if she was desperate to comb them through his hair.

Draco stood up and stretched. All of his joints popped; one after another. He walked towards the bathroom and Jezz followed. He turned to her when he reached the door. "Do you mind?"

She folded her hands in front of her. "I'm sorry, Draco. It's just…" She embraced him in a giant hug. "I'm so happy for you!" She swayed back and forth while holding her brother.

"Uh, Jezz?"

"Hmmmmm?"

"I have to pee."

She let him go and held up her hands. "Sorry, again," she pointed a thumb towards the bed. "I'll just wait." She skipped a bit when she walked away.

Draco shook his head and chuckled as he closed the door. He looked in the mirror. He cringed when he saw the sight of his hair. Messy was an understatement. Draco's current style made Harry's look positively tidy. He grabbed his brush and winced as he started tearing through the knots. His head was suddenly yanked sideways as his brush found a big one. "Ouch!"

Jezz was at the door in an instant. "Are you okay?"

"Fine," Draco said through gritted teeth. He pulled at the knot slowly with his brush. It took what seemed like forever to untangle it. Draco was washing his hands when Jezz knocked on the door. "You take too long."

"Give me a second."

"But you flushed the toilet ages ago!"

"God damn, Jezz. It's only been about 30 seconds." When he opened the door, he found his sister standing by the dresser.

She looked him up and down. "Aren't you going to get dressed?"

Draco looked down at his white tank top and green boxer shorts. Her question puzzled him. "Why?"

She rolled her eyes as if it were obvious. "We're going shopping, remember?"

"When did I agree to that?"

"Oh, come on, Draco! We always go!" begged Jezz. She even added their signature pout.

Draco sighed He wouldn't live to see the next minute if he told her no. "Fine."

She smiled and clapped her hands. "Yay!"

"Do you have any money?" Draco looked through his dresser to find some decent clothing. He already knew the answer.

"Well, no," Jezz admitted. "But I thought you would take care of that part."

Draco rolled his eyes. I always take care of that part. Draco's parents had left him a large sum of money after they died. None was left to his sister. When they were young, Lucius had disowned her. She stood up against his abuse and refused to follow his evil ways; or as Lucius would say, "The Malfoy way." She was dead to her parents. She had fled to France. The siblings reunited when Beauxbatons had gone to Hogwarts during their fourth year. They had secretly kept in touch until Draco moved in with Harry. Lucius had become deeply depressed afterwards; felt as if he had nothing left to live for. He was found dead in his study; a quickly killing curse to the heart. Narcissa followed a few months later; poison was all too easy to make. When Draco had heard of his inheritance he refused to use it. Who knew how his parents had acquired all that money? That changed when Jezzabella started visiting frequently. Her shopping sprees were getting to be too much for Harry's paycheck to handle.

Draco picked out his clothes. "I guess I could pay for you, again."

Jezz smiled and hugged him. "Thank you!"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Can I get dressed now?"

She sprang away. "Oops."

Draco chuckled. "I'll be right back," he closed the bathroom door behind him.

Jezz walked to the door and started talking to Draco. "I don't wanna only shop for me this time, though."

Draco froze with his dark blue skinny jeans up to his knees. "What?"

"Well, I can't not buy stuff for my little niece or nephew. That wouldn't be right."

Draco sighed and pulled on his plain white t-shirt. "We have about 7 more months left to go shopping for that." He opened the door and saw Jezz's grey eyes widen.

"You're 8 weeks along?" Her jaw dropped slightly when her brother nodded. She grabbed his wrist and dragged him downstairs into the living room.

"Jezz!" Draco jerked his arm away. "What's the big rush?"

She snatched her cloak off of the back of the couch. "We have a lot of baby things to buy!" She opened the door and turned to Draco. "Ready?"

He looked up as his finished tying his shoe. "Just a second." He took his wallet from the table next to the front door and followed her out. How much could she possibly buy in one afternoon?

A/N: Put the guns down! I will upload the next chapter asap! Of course, by the time many of you read this, it will already be posted, so calm yourselves! Please review! I would absolutely love to hear your thoughts about Jezzabella!