Dracotok Story

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You get back to Hogwarts and Draco walks you to your dorm. You kiss him one last time before walking into your room to see Hermione unpacking her clothes. To your surprise, she's wearing a big sweater with an 'R' on it. "'Mione, are you back with Ron?"

She looks offended. "What? No!"

"Then what's up with the sweater?"

She looks down at the shirt she's wearing, and rolls her eyes. "Shit, I didn't even notice," she says before pulling it off, revealing a tank top she was wearing underneath. She throws it on the back of a chair and puts on another sweater; one with an 'H' on it. "I guess I should have returned that to him.

"I hope it wasn't too awkward at the Burrow," you say.

"It wasn't, but no one told Molly or Arthur, so it was kind of awkward when Molly addressed us as a couple. She was sad about it. I mean we were together for years. She already called me her daughter for Merlin's sake... Anyways, how was your break?"

"It was fun. Really relaxing. I wish I could just stay in Draco's arms by the fireplace looking at the snow forever."

Hermione smiles in response

•••

As soon as school starts back up again, quidditch practice starts back up again. They're training a lot for the Gryffindor/Slytherin game in two weeks.

Though you're Gryffindor, you also want your boyfriend to win. Why can't both teams just win? You don't want to choose a side.

•••

You wake up the second day classes started again and you feel dizzy when you stand up. You quickly sit back on your bed, rubbing your temples. "Ugh this is the third time this week I've woken up dizzy."

"Shall I tell professor you won't be in class this morning?" Hermione suggests.

"Yeah, more sleep for me." You pull out your phone and text Draco: not feeling too well. Missing class today :(

He doesn't reply, but ten minutes later, a little after Hermione left for class early, he comes to your room almost busting your door open. His loud entrance makes you open your eyes.

"Baby, you okay?" He says in a high-pitched voice, walking over to you. He sits on the other side of your bed and hugs you before sitting up and moving the hair out of your face.

Draco stays by your side and strokes your hair as you fall back asleep... except you can't sleep. One thought is keeping you awake, and you're starting to get worried. "Draco," you say, sitting up.

He pulls his hands away, looking slightly worried. "What is it, darling?" He puts his hands on your arms.

"I'm scared," you mutter, shaking.

He pulls you in for a hug, now more confused than ever.

After crying on his shoulder for and breaking down a little, you recompose yourself and prepare to tell him what's bothering you. "Draco, I-" You can't even look at him. What if he's mad. You look down at your hand which is holding his, not wanting to see his reaction. "I haven't had my period..." You hesitate, closing your eyes. "In three months."

There's a silence. He squeezes your hand, and you open your eyes to look at him. "Y/n, it's going to be okay. Come here." He leans against the headboard and opens his arms. You hug him, and lay on his chest, crying once again.

"I don't know, I guess I could have forgot the morning after charm," you cry into his shirt.

"Y/n, don't blame yourself for this. Things like this can always happen." He puts a comforting hand on the back of your head, and the other on your back. "I wish you would have told me earlier," he says, kissing your head.

"I didn't know until earlier. I've missed my period for months at a time before, but- but I've just been dizzy and almost nauseous. I'm just now putting the pieces together... Draco I can't be a Mum, I haven't even graduated school. What if I don't have a house, and I can't get a job, and I can't make money. How am I supposed to-"

Draco interrupts you, putting a hand on either side of your face, as you look at him. "Y/n, you don't have to worry about that stuff... I'm a Malfoy... I'm rich." This earns a quiet laugh from you. "We can live with Holly and Lauren until we turn eighteen then get a house of our own. Y/n, we don't even know if you're..." He hesitates. "If you're pregnant. Don't think about that right now, okay?"

You nod.

"You're not alone,"He kisses your cheek. "So do you want to take the test now, or we can wait if you want," Draco asks you.

"No, I don't want to wait."

"Do you want to do the spell, or me, or Hermione... she's the best at spells, I'll admit."

You take a second to think about it. "I want you to do it," you say reaching for his hand.

"Well then I've got to look up the spell."

He takes your massive spell book, opening it on the desk. Draco stands there flipping through pages for almost ten minutes.

The anticipation is killing you. The next couple minutes may change your life forever, as well as Draco's. You lay down, putting your hands over your face. "I found it, he says, picking up the book and lying it open on the bed."

He stares at the page for a couple more seconds mouthing over the spell again and again. "You're sure you don't want Hermione to do it?"

"I'm sure. Just get it over with already."

To take the test, a wand is pointed at your stomach when the spell is recited, and if the tip of the wand shines green, you're pregnant, and if it's red, you're not.

"Okay, you're going to have to lift your shirt a bit."

You obey, grabbing Draco's other hand. He leans over and plants a soft kiss on your lips. "I love you," he reminds you.

"I love you." You close your eyes and hear a Draco muttering the spell.

Next, you hear Draco sigh. Was it a sigh of relief or a 'holy shit I'm a father' sigh? "You can open your eyes," he says, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.