The Death Of Both Worlds (A Draco Malfoy & Neville Longbottom Fanfiction)

Chapter 52: Andy

Tracey's pov: These couple weeks were hard as hell! Four weeks to be exact. With new baby Andy with us, and new parents Tracey and Blaise, things weren't always light and breezy.
"YOU TRY HAVING POSTPARTUM, SIR!" I screamed at Blaise after begging him to help me with the bags because we were staying at mom's house. "COMING MY LOVE!" Blaise came rushing down the stairs. "You should've let me welcome you to stay at the Zabini house were you will get plenty of room!!" Aziza Zabini said for the hundredth time trying to convince us to stay at her place, and I'm trying to convince her that the Davis house is just as comfy, thank you very much. "Mrs. Zabini, thank you for the concern but I think we got it from here." I thanked. "Well, at least let me admire this little gem a bit longer! She's got her father's eyes!"
Sure she does.
She held Andy between her arms, and Andy was over there admiring Aziza's long earrings dangling from her ears. "Besides, it's time to breastfeed her." I said as I gently took her away from her grandmother. She honestly didn't look like a grandma. She would've been noticed as her mother or the cool African aunt. Blaise told me that she had him at 17!! But then again....I'm no better....oops.
"No mother! ANYTHING other than us staying at our house! All my sisters will do their weird makeup stuff on her and we do NOT want that." Blaise said as he passed over and held another box to our room. "Hey Blaise, can I come with you upstairs?" I asked Blaise as Andy was sucking on my breast. "Yeah sure, let me help you up." Blaise said as he helped me up the stairs. "Hey, um, I wanted to talk to you about something."
"What?" he asked.
"About our wedding....."
"Yeeeeaaahhhh okay okay okay okay cool cool cool cool cool cool." Blaise nodded aggressively. And when he does that I know that he is either constipated or hiding something. "Blaise, spill." I sighed. "OKAY OKAY, I have nothing planned out. Like literally nothing. But I promise I spent ALL NIGHT trying to figure it out." He swore. "Okay okay....I believe you. To be fair I have nothing planned out either." I sighed. "But I talked to Delilah and Hermione and they said that they know all about that kind of stuff, especially when Hermione has a scrapbook full of wedding designs in alphabetical order since she was 10." He laughed. "Well....then that settles it! I guess that's one problem solved!" I smiled and squealed with Blaise like two little girls in a slumber party. "Shhh, you're gonna wake Andy with that!" I laughed and whispered. "Okay okay....cool." He whispered before I kissed him with our baby between us.

Neville's pov: THESE PAST 7 MONTHS HAVE BEEN AMAZING!!! Delilah is walking now, and what a relief!!! Thank GOD she was able to walk before Draco got in her head and told her our little secret. And besides, even if she knew, she wouldn't be as mad because all that shit was long ago. The love of my life is okay, Tracey and Blaise are okay, I'M OKAY!!! Ah, for the first time in which felt like a million years, I feel like myself....And Delilah and I have been hitting it off pretty hard lately....
"Okay....so your uncle actually hated you that much to almost throw you off the balcony into the river?" Delilah laughed, gently curling her hair with her finger, lying there in her lingerie after we finished doing the dirty. "Yup! and he also ate all my chocolate I have kept since Christmas! Sure, he would be doing me a favor since I was a size of a thousand watermelons combined!" I laughed and she did even more. She smiled at me and put her hand on my cheek, reaching in to kiss me, gently....then a little less gently....then she got on top of me and revealed her bare temple of a body to me. those little hairs on her arms and legs, shining in the sunlight, almost making them golden. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked as I saw her through the locks of long, wavy hair dangling from her head onto my face. "You just look like you want me so bad...." She said as she gave a devilish smirk. "Del, we just did it like, 15 minutes ago, I'm starting to get tired!" I panted. Her smirk shrinked into an angry little pout. I watched her, her legs spread against my waist, picking up her hair, tieing it up into a silly bun and pushing me away to get up. "If you really loved me you wouldn't get tired from all this." She said without even looking at me, picking up her lingerie and heading to the bathroom. "Come on, love! you know I didn't mean it like that!" I laughed it off. She didn't even bother to look at me as she exited the room, all ready for class. Ugh....can't get enough of this Pritchett, can I. I put on some sweats, threw my red robe on top, and headed to class. "Ugghhh!!!! I can't wait to meet up with Delilah to plan the wedding!!! Wait, why so upset, Ronald?" I overheard Hermione say to Ron in the hall. "It's nothing, love....it's just....Blaise asked Neville to be his best man and not me, or Harry..." Ron frowned. "That sounds like a frowny baby if you ask me. Ron, if YOU are so depressed, imagine what it would be like for Draco! His best friend!" Hermione replied.
"Yeah.....but, isn't it odd that ever since Delilah was with Neville, and Blaise chose Neville, and Neville hosted Tracey's baby shower when she was pregnant, where was Draco?" Ron questioned.
"Haven't you got used to Draco Malfoy? All up and about the Malfoy Manor, all those secret meetings with his parents....Seems pretty normal to me." Hermione replied. I remained still behind the wall leading up to the stairs so they wouldn't catch me. "Oh, well good thing Neville doesn't notice that, he trusts Delilah too much!" Ron added.
"What on earth do u mean??!! Delilah shall be trusted by Neville and I think that's the least he could do." Hermione defended. "Yeah, but, have you ever seen a Gryffindor last with a Slytherin more than 2 bloody weeks." Ron replied "not to mention the scar he's been hiding all this time, like no one's watching or noticing....And I don't think Neville is as clueless as we would presume...." Well you best believe that. "Hey guys!" I popped up from behind them, causing Hermione to drop her books. "Sweet lord it's like...hehe....that was totally unexpected...hah...umm....how long have you been-"
"Oh don't worry, I just came." I assured Hermione. "Wait......why did we just see Delilah come out of the Griffindor common room?" Ron asked.
"Uhhhh, you know, she's friends with Ginny so I think-"
"Don't even try to throw it on my sister this time, Longbottom." Ron interrupted. "Oh god! You and Delilah were.....OH!" Hermione gasped. "Bloody hell, Hermione, way to mess with my imagination! No wonder his face was lit up!!" Ron gagged, but hid his smile a bit. "I'm going to the Davis farm to decorate the wedding aisle with Delilah. Later, boys" Hermione excused herself. Oh! that reminds me! Delilah told me to fly her there! Later, Ron." I followed Hermione.

Delilah's pov: "Hermione!!! Come down from there and help me with the decorating!!! What did that book of yours say again?" I asked her.
"It says you should put tulips on either ends of each chair, jasmines all around the wedding arch and lillies lined up on the whole aisle." She replied.
"Where am I supposed to get tulips?" I whispered to myself. Where the hell is Neville? He should know where to find all the flowers. "Neville?" I called out as I tiptoed around the garden. "Nev?" I called out again. Then I paused. "Ugh forget it." I turn around. "AHH!" I screamed when I saw Draco the second I turned around. "Where have YOU been??" I let out a sigh after that scare. "Places. Who were you looking for, tiptoeing? Is it Hermione's crookshank? Don't tell her I was the one that lost it though, you know how she is." Draco whispered. "WHAT WAS THAT, MALFOY?" Hermione stuck her head out the tree branch wrapped in tiny lanterns. "Actually, I'm searching for Neville. Have you seen him?" I asked. "Ughhh, ofcourse.." Draco said to himself, or at least I think he did. "What?"
"Nothing! Umm, I don't know, really." He replied.
"Draco..." I whispered.
"Yes, love?" He whispered back.
"....Turn around"
"Wha- AAAGGHHH" Draco cried as he got punched by Hermione. "Don't mess with my crookshank. It's your job to find it now." Hermione told Draco.
"You filthy little-"
"WHAT?" Hermione waved her wand at Draco's neck.
".....Nothing."
"That's what I thought." Hermione scoffed and went back to decorating.
I was strutting all about the farm and there I found Neville, talking to Blaise about something which seemed pretty deep. "Nev? Umm, where do you keep your plants....what side of the farm?" I asked. "Um, just around the cherry trees, a few steps.....