𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒| 𝐃.𝐌.| 18+

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"Pansy, truth or dare." Theodore looked down at the bottle that had landed on Pansy, smirking.

Secretly, I've always known he had a thing for pans. It's obvious, the way he looks at her was like he's been in love with her for years. But I've also seen the way Blaise looks at Theodore, and I could practically feel my chest aching for him when he saw Theo and Pansy interact.

My head was rested on this randoms girls shoulder, I had to keep my cheek hidden. Luckily, when Draco showed up at my dorm, he didn't see the scratch on my cheek. Looking over at him now, and seeing the way he's trying to play it cool, makes my eyes actually sink down. I don't know what happen with him that night, I don't who it was with or how it happened but I do know that he told somebody to stop touching his body and they didnt.

I could see it in his eyes.

And he hasn't talked to me since then. Not since he broke down in my arms.

"No way am I doing that." Pansy fake gagged, and my eyes connected to Draco's. He gave me a snarl. "Do you know how disgusting that is?"

Theo laughed, scooting closer to Blaise. "Oh come on, don't be a puss."

"Fine," Pansy rolled her eyes and came over to Goyle, kissing him on the lips before pulling away harshly. "Blegh!"

A giggle left my lips, looking up at Pansy, laughing a little more. "Come on, Marilyn. Let's go do some shots," Theo pulled me up and my eyes widened.

I forgot I couldn't drink.

I pulled my hair over my shoulders to hide my cheek, it was almost healed anyways. Pansy gave me a look that told me to be careful, "I don't think I want to drink tonight."

"Then at least come smoke with me?" Theo pleaded, giving me his best puppy dog eyes.

A short laugh came from my lips again, "I don't want to smoke either."

"I'll smoke with you," Blaise got up with Theo and they walked away, leaving me to sit back down by Pansy.

She leaned over in my ears, "Draco hadn't stopped looking at you the entire night. You don't think he suspects anything do you?" She whispered.

"Not that I know of."

"Are you planning on telling him?" She asked the one question I didn't want to answer.

Do I tell him? Or do I just claim it's somebody else's? I couldn't. Draco and Harry were the only people I'd ever slept with and Draco knew this. What was I supposed to do when my child came out with a head full of blonde hair and blue eyes exactly like him? I couldn't hide it. I'd just have to hope the baby came out looking like me.

I prayed it was a girl, hopefully she'd look like me enough to not tell who the father is.

"No, not any time soon." Or at least until I can find out the gender.

"Let's go eat some cake," she pulled me up, and I didn't have time to protest.

Maybe it won't hurt.

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It hurt.

I leaned over the toilet for the fourth time, puking my guts out because I decided to eat for the first time in days. This is bad, and so unhealthy for my child. I knew it was damaging my body, I knew if I didn't get better then I'd have to do something about it.

I grabbed the spare tooth brush in Pansy's bathroom and started brushing my teeth when I heard her door open. "I'll be out in a minute, I promise."

I finished rinsing my mouth out with mouth wash and then water, shut the light off and walked back into her room. I was met with Draco, leaned against Pansy's door closed, his arms crossed and a harsh look on his face.

My breathing sort of stopped, he was gorgeous. "What are you doing in here."

His eyes snapped up to mine, uncrossing his arms and i felt like he knew. He knew I was hiding something from him. "Be honest with me, Nott."

"I won't ask again, what are you doing in here. This is Pansy's dorm-"

"She knows I'm in here." He cut me off harshly, moving closer to me. "I'm only going to ask this once. What is the real reason you won't drink or smoke?"

Fuck.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"What are you asking? I don't want to drink or smoke because I don't want a hangover in the morning, I want to chill out tonight. That's not a crime, Malfoy." I spat back, trying to move past him but his hand slipped onto my waist, pulling me flush against him with my back to his front.

"Tell me. The goddamn truth." He taunted in my ear, his hands never leaving my waist. "I have to know, Marilyn."

My breathing stopped completely, "Know what?"

"Are you pregnant?"

My knees almost went weak. I almost felt like I was having a heart attack, it felt hard to breathe. I don't want him to know, he'll hate me. He'll make fun of me even more for getting bigger when I start developing a baby bump, and thats the whole reason why I don't eat. Because thats why people used to make fun of me, for eating all the time.

I could hardly move, "Why on earth would I be pregnant? You gave me a potion," I lied, my lower lip sinking between my teeth.

He seemed to breathe out a breath of relief, "Nothing- nothing, I just thought- never mind." He pushed me away from him, "You're sure I gave you a potion?"

"Malfoy-"

A shout could he heard from the hallway, clearly calling for Draco's name and it sounded like Astoria.

I watched his eyes widen, panic rising inside of them and he jerked me into Pansy's closet with him, sitting on the floor and he pulled me onto his lap.

It all clicked inside of my mind. Astoria touched him without consent.

His grip on my waist was tightening by the moment, "it was her, wasn't it?" I whispered, watching his eyes angrily snap up to me again.

Suddenly, his lips were on my neck, one of his hands leaving my waist to pull the hair away from my face and then grab onto my neck so he could suck on my sweet spot. He knew I loved it there, he found it the moment I came to him after Harry cheated on me.

Uncontrollably, a moan left my lips at the satisfying feeling. He continued to suck harder, "M-Malfoy what-"

He pulled away, lips swollen but anger swirling in his eyes. "Don't ever ask me that again, when you fall apart so easily at my touch. Mind your fucking business Marilyn."

He pushed me off of him, leaving me sitting on the floor to stand up. "Then you mind yours! You have no right to ask me if I'm pregnant-"

"I do if it's mine." He jeered back, his jaw clenching. "Who knows, maybe you want it to be mine-"

I slapped him across the face, "I'm not pregnant, asshole. I would rather die than have a baby with you." I slammed Pansy's door shut, my face flushing red. That was too close.

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