Desired | Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott, 18+

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Hello?? Desired is getting a sequel!! I just wanted to make that clear since not everyone has Instagram. <3

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Isla blinked.

She blinked so rapidly, yet so slowly. She couldn't understand what he'd just said.

''What?'' Her voice was thin, uncertain, ''What did you just say?''

Theodore had something pained dragged over his face, something fallen and heavy, ''She's pregnant, Isla. That's why he wants to leave. She's... She's pregnant.''

Isla looked down at the floor with a frown before she stumbled past him to the bed. Flopping down to it, she crossed her legs. Theodore followed her with his gaze, and he turned around to see her.

''How... how long?'' She asked, ''And how... how long have you known?''

''I was...'' Theodore dragged in a breath, ''I was there when she took the test, and she's... She was twelve weeks along last week. So I suppose it's thirteen now.''

''Thirteen weeks?'' Isla swallowed her gasp, and she sighed, ''You've known for months, and you didn't tell me?''

''She...'' Theodore breathed out before he sat down next to her, ''She didn't want anyone to know, Isla. She didn't even tell Leo until recently. It's... It's hard for her, all of this, and the reason she told me was only because she sees me as her brother.''

Isla looked up at him with tears in her eyes. She could never have guessed this. It was nothing she imagined.

''Does she—'' Isla cleared her throat, slightly shaking her head, ''Does she know what she wants to do? Keep it or...?''

''Of course, she does,'' Theodore said. His elbows hit his knees as he sighed, ''She's... she's scared. She's happy with this, with the baby, and with Leo, but she's scared of what his father will do once he finds out.''

''Does he have to find out?''

''Leo wants to tell him.''

''What?'' Isla shot up on her feet, crossing her arms, ''Why would he want that? It's... It's so stupid, Theo. His father can't know.''

''I know,'' Theodore buried his face in his hands, dragging them through his hair before his eyes were back on her, ''I know it's stupid, Isla, and believe me, I tried to tell Leo that, but he's certain that his father will pardon them if he knows a child is involved.''

''No.'' Isla shook her head, ''He won't. Don't trust Leo when he says that, Theo. You can't let him do that. His father, he's... He's not the man you think he is. He locked Leo up for a month, and he compelled him it was two days.''

Theodore gritted his jaw.

''If he doesn't get what he wants with this, he'll... He'll hurt Mila, Theo. He will hurt her. He sees her as an obstruction, someone in his way. He will make all of this ten times worse if he knows. Leo can't tell him. He's not—''

Isla hushed and looked down at the floor.

This wasn't hers to tell. She knew that.

This was Leo's family. The family who'd once treated her like she was a part of it, but she didn't see any other way out of this if she didn't tell him, if she didn't tell both of them.

They were doing this wrong.

They were doing this without Draco, and that wasn't right. He had fought more for Leo and Mila than anyone else had.