𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕| 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

{𝑿𝑿𝑿𝑰𝑰𝑰}

"Your baby is healthy, and it is ready to be born. But... Your child is not in the correct position to be born." Madame Pomfrey explained to Draco and Elise as she points at a screen at the baby.

"So what does that mean for me?" Elise asks, her breathing hiking in freight. Draco clutches her hand.

"We will need to do a c-section. Your too far along to do any other option. We will give you some time to prepare for the surgery." and Madame Pomfrey left for another patient, leaving the parents shocked.

"Surgery..." Elise whispered the words as if she hear the word death.

Draco thought the same thing but didn't trust his stomach. He had just caught a glimpse of a baby straight from the womb, purple, slimy and monster-like... He suddenly didn't want Elise to give birth, he suddenly didn't want a son.

"If you'll come with me Mrs. Malfoy, we will prepare you for the surgery right away." Another nurse came to collect Elise, but she was frozen.

"I... I'm not ready." Elise's voice was barely a whisper.

"What was that Mrs?" The nurse leaned down so her ear was closer to Elise's mouth so she could hear what Elise was saying, but Elise didn't repeat it for her. She turned to Draco instead.

"I'm not ready to be a mother, Draco. I'm not—I don't want to—I can't—I won't—I shouldn't—I..." She trailed off in a faze of panic, fright, and a lot of things. Tears streamed down her face again and she collapsed to the ground, as pale as one of the castle ghosts.

Draco stood there stunned, he was speechless. He didn't know what to do, or what to say to help Elise. She shearched his face for anything, but saw nothing, no emotions whatsoever, useless.

"Mrs. Mal for, we will need to go into surgery now. Mr. Malfoy will be waiting for you, unless you would like him to come in with you. For support." The nurse says, one hand on her shoulder and the other on the small of her back ready to guide her to where they would perform the surgery.

"No. I don't want him near me ever again." She stars him in the eyes but he doesn't return anything, a single tear falls from his eye though, Elise almost laughs, pathetic, she thought as she watched the tear roll down his face, pathetic actor, that's what he is, and she wants nothing to do with him.

She decided to think of the child about to come into this world. He would not have a father like Draco Malfoy, she wouldn't allow someone so cruel and heartless to help raise her child.

She nodded to the nurse and she began being prepared for surgery, to give birth to her first child.