My Better Half

12 - So Much For Fun

- There is a two month time jump in this chapter.

I zipped my suitcase as I pulled it onto the floor. I was about to leave my hotel room when I heard my phone ring. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that it was Ron calling me. I picked up with a huge smile.

"Hey, love. You're up early." I said happily.

"So are you. I thought your flight wasn't until later this evening." Ron said inquisitively.

"It isn't. But Lip and Blake stayed out all night so I'm 99% sure I have to go drag them out of their beds and make them tour the city with me for the last day. Ian might be up. I'm not sure." I replied as I sat back down on the bed.

"Are you really going to wake them this early?" Ron asked.

I thought about it for a second and he was right. I should let them sleep in for a few more hours.

"No, I suppose I could make good on a promise while I'm still here." I said, laying back on the bed.

"You still haven't talked looked at any of the wedding venues I sent you?" Ron questioned.

I cleared my throat and decided to finally bring it up.

"I think we should get married at Hogwarts. Can we do that?" I asked, only partially joking.

"I don't think they allow that, Lenie." Ron replied with a laugh.

"Well, why not? I bet you no one's even asked." I stated.

"Because the idea isn't something people think of. Bloody hell, I'm actually surprised that you thought of it." Ron exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes and began playing with the ends of my ponytail.

"Why not, my love? It's where we fell in love?" I argued.

"Technically, that's where I fell in love. You fell in love in your bed." Ron joked.

"Ha, you're so funny. How do you do it?" I asked sarcastically.

Ron burst into a fit of laughter as my phone beeped. I read the caller ID and smiled brightly.

"I'll call you back, my love. This conversation isn't over." I said sternly.

"Why, yes ma'am." Ron said while playfully saluted me.

I chuckled and switched over to the other caller.

"Wondered when I might be hearing from you." I stated.

"Hey, little sis! How's it going?" Draco called from the other side of the phone.

"Great, actually. I have to-." I started but was almost immediately cut off.

"That's good. How did you find out you were pregnant?" Draco asked.

I raised an eyebrow at him and he gave me the fakest sweet smile I have ever seen.

"We used a spell, you inconsiderate arse." I said dryly.

"Could I maybe, I don't know, get the spell?" he questioned.

Then it clicked.

"Holy shit, you think Lucille's pregnant!" I exclaimed.

"W-What? No, I don't!" Draco said frantically.

"You can't lie to me, Draco. Oh, that's so exciting. Another baby." I gushed.

Who the fuck have I become?

"Listen, can I get the spell or not?" he asked a little harshly.

"I'll text it to you. Fucking wanker." I muttered.