Dance Hall Drug (Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Chapter 10: Fights and "Schemes"

      A/N: Waz up??? Okay, this chapter was... interesting to write. I had a bit of Writer's Block (gasp) on how the plot will go, but then I sat down and thought and thought... then came up with dis chapter! I think it is okayish. I know that the twist kind of happens at a random time, but when I was younger I wrote stories and the characters would have like a waaaaaay to perfect relationship... like no fights or bickering or anything... so I wanted to add a little bit of trouble in paradise for Kimber and Draco. Don't worry, they will fix it.... or will they???? (laughs evilly) Okay, time for me to shut up so you can read. Please don't forget to comment guys!!!!! Seriously!!!! I LOVE when you guys leave comments!!! ENJOY!!!!

      Chapter Ten

      Fights and "Schemes" 

      My father has told me many times before about my birth. He has told me all about the first time he held me, and the joy and comfort it brought him knowing that it was HIS daughter in his arms cooing at him. Draco will have that chance with Scorpius, to hold him for the first time, a new sparkle in his eyes. I could just picture Scorpius laughing in his father's arms, wiggling his small arms and legs as Draco smiled at him. I have always wanted to see a sight like that. And I will. 

     My mother then told me about her point of view on the birth. It was the same thing as my father's, but she said that when she held me, there was a love that formed instantly between mother and child. She said that that new love could never break. She would have someone new to depend on her, a part of her and the one she loves. Of course, I didn't understand it when she told me, I thought it was just rubbish. But after that nightmare about giving birth to Scorpius, holding him for a brief moment before I left him in a corpse's arms, I had that feeling spark up in me. Just a brief moment of that motherly instinct and love towards my own son. At least I will have that luxury before I die.

      "Kimber, what are you saying?" Draco and I were still in the Astronomy Tower, his eyes still showing shock about our son's future confession. I really didn't want to explain it again for fear that it would be forever burned into my mind. Oh wait, it already has been.

      "Draco, you need to just take a deep breath with me for a second, please," we both needed to calm ourselves down before I explained anything to him. The information would sink in better.

      "What. Are. You. Saying?" Draco repeated, sitting down with me along the balcony.

      I chewed on my lip nervously. "I had another dream," Draco's face turned a ghostly white, "no, not a nightmare. It was just a dream. In a graveyard. I was standing in the middle of the field overlooking the tombstones and saw you and Scorpius running happily together. I didn't realize it was my grave at first, but when Scorpius stopped in front of one, I saw it was mine." I licked my lips and bit my lip again, fighting away tears. Draco's look softened as he took my bloodied knuckles on my right hand and healed it with his wand, kissing the flesh. "Then, um- Then you told Scorpius that I wanted to listen. He pulled out an envelope from his pocket as he walked closer to my-," I cleared my throat. "He started just talking to me, like a normal conversation. You stood behind him, watching. Then he started to get frustrated and then told me that he knew about the complications with my pregnancy and his birth and that he was proud to have a mother like me, proud to be our son, proud of the both of us. He said he was proud of me because I held out as long as I did," my voice broke and the wetness seeped over the brims of my eyes. Draco just looked at me, my hand still in his as he brushed the hair out of my face that fell out of the braid and wiped the tears away with his thumb in a tender way.

      "Shhh, Kimber. Take your time," he soothed , pressing his forehead against my temple.

      "He then started to cry a little and then he told me-" I couldn't hold it in any longer, I just sobbed. Why will he blame himself? It won't be his fault if I do die. Draco pulled me into his arms, kissing my hair, rocking back and forth, cradling me like a baby.