𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕| 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

{𝑿𝑰}

"Blaise, come on, Draco followed his fellow Slytherin friend around his house as Blaise cleaned.

"Draco, we are literally both about to have kids in the house to take care of, in a manner of weeks! You couldn't have picked any other time?" Blaise signed, you could see the stress in the way he walked, he was anxious as well, like he said, he would be a father soon.

"Speak for yourself. I am not having kids with Elise. Let along be married to her, I'd literally rather sleep with Moaning Murtle," Draco chuckled at the name.

"That girl? She will literally haunt you, and isn't she set on Potter?" Blaise's mood was lightening.

"Better than Elise," He shrugged, the words that left his mouth didn't sit right.

"What'd you do?" Blaise turned to face his friend.

"What did I do? It's what she did, or does," Draco signed, and rubbed his neck.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"She literally doesn't want a thing to do with me. She acts on her own all the time"

"And she told you that? Or did you just observe it?" Blaise laughed and clapped Draco on the shoulder.

Draco ignored Blaise's laughter. "Doesn't matter Blaise. I am done with this bloody class altogether."

"If I have to keep up with it, then you do to" Blaise states, opens the door to his flat and closes it behind Draco.

Draco had no where else to go, so he wondered the familiar halls, his feet taking him to the dungeons out of habit, memories visited him, not all good ones. But, something inside him knew the solution, the simplest, easiest solution.

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Quiet house, bed to myself, food to myself, Elise noted the amazing pros of not having Malfoy around, she liked the silence, and their bed was even better when Draco wasn't there, or so she told herself. Deep down she knew she missed the cruel boy, even if he wasn't cruel anymore. She contiplated the earlier question, of if they really did switch places of good and evil, or good and better. She felt lonely without him. Elise shook that thought right out, she thought of her far away life that she was getting closer and closer by the day too.

Throught the day, she still dreamed of her life that she hoped one day would be her's. But, while her mind was away her eyes looked for the blonde boy in every class. They had to share classes, due to the new seventh year adjustment. The blonde boy was know where to be seen.

"Zabini?" Elise asked shyly after potions class.  Blaise whispered something to Pansy, his future wife, and faced Elise. She opened her mouth to speak but Blaise spoke first.

"Looking for your blonde boy?" He smiled, like it was hilarious.

"Actually yes, but he's not mine, as many times as people tell me." She tapped her fingers on her arm impatiently.

"You two really are a pair," Blaise choked a laugh.

Elise huffed, "Blaise just focus, where is Draco?"

"Haven't got a clue. He asked to stay at my flat, I kicked him out. He shrugs. "I checked if he was sulking outside my door, he was gone." Blaise finished but his attention was caught, and then so was Elise's.

"Do you think he will get expelled?" One seventh year asked, pushing like the rest of them to get a closer look.

"Malfoy's lost it!" They all laughed. Her last name—future last name made her feet run, pushing past all the seventh years and getting to the source of the commotion.

"Merlin, Malfoy you idiotic moron," Elise muttered taking in the sight before her eyes. Draco Malfoy was lying, passed out with his arms around a bottle of fire wiskey like it was his teddy bear. His hair was soaked, and he reeked of alcohol.

"Move aside," Professor McGonagall came close to the scene. "Everyone back to your classes but Mrs. Malfoy, and Mr. Zabini." The seventh years slowly went back to what they were doing. "Please, take Mr. Malfoy to his flat and care for him there," she directed and Draco's future wife and friend helped him to his house.

"He is getting bloody heavier by the second!" Blaise rushed as Elise fumbled with the key while holding the blonde boy. She unlocked it and stopped another time to take her shoes off. "What are you doing?" Blaise rushs.

"Take your shoes off Blaise! You are not going to walk through my flat with your shoes on!" For some reason she was whispering loudly.

"Fine, then you get to hold him-"

"Pregnant woman here Blaise, don't you dare try,"

"Women," Blaise groans and huffs as he takes his shoes off.

"Now, we have to take him upstairs to his room,"

"He has his own room!? What—no fair!" Blaise complaints, and Elise wonders why she had to be stuck with these children.

"Just bring him upstairs," Elise demands, and they slowly make their way up to their room.

"Nice place," Blaise comments.

"Okay, on three we just toss him, as carefully and direct, as we can" Elise plans out.

"Your the boss," Blaise shrugs and prepares himself.

"One," Elise counts down, getting a good grip on the boy in her arms. "Two, three" As soon as Elise said the 'th' in three Blaise threw Draco, Elise was planning on going after she said three and got thrown with Draco, luckily she ended up on the bed, Malfoy, didn't get so lucky, his head banged against the headboard, and he rolled to the floor.

"Blaise Zabini!" Elise yelled in pain, she was glad she wasn't further along in her pregnancy.

"Sorry, I didn't know wether you wanted to go on three or after. Obviously after," He shrugged and noted.

"You both are bloody idiots!" Elise yelled, getting up slowly, and awarly.

"Try again shall we, or should we just leave him there. He looks comfy honestly." Blaise stared down at Draco.

"Just help me get him on the bed, and then you can leave, I will just have to make him swallow whatever you swallow to help you sober up," Elise blows some tiny baby hairs out of her face and took one of Draco's arms.

"You've never gotten drunk?" Blaise asked surprised.

"Nope, haven't had the honour," Blaise took Draco's other arm, and they hoised him up.

"Shame," he shook his head.

"Okay, this time on three, after the three. Got it?"

"Yes, Malfoy," he chuckled.

"Don't push it Zabini,"

"Sure" He laughed and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, one, two,"she looked at Blaise,and slowly said "three" and they jumped Draco into the bed, he landed on his stomach.

"Good enough," Blaise put his hands on his hips and tilted back.

"Yeah, thanks for helping" She laughed looking at Draco, and shaking her head.

"I had to, your a helpless pregnant lady," and that crossed the line. Elise turned to him and hit him hard over the head, and pointed to the stairs.

"You can leave now," She growled.

"We are going to be a great family," Blaise muttered with a smile.

"Excuse me, do you want to be hit harder?" She huffed.

"Draco is like my brother," Blaise signed and left. Elise rubbed her forehead, and stared at Malfoy. 

"You're a bloody curse," she muttered.