"Don't sweat it Draco." Lucius's gaze appeared a lot softer in front of his son. "I just wanted an update on your condition."

Like he wasn't the one who caused it.

"I'm doing a lot better actually," Draco responded. 

I clutched my wand, I was prepared for this battle. I knew Lucius was going to start something. He was at least going to do something.

But he didn't.

He simply walked closer to Draco and planted a small kiss on his forehead. The grip on my wand loosened. It felt as though I was invisible. 

I understood now why Draco was so defensive about his parents. They were everything to him.

"I'll leave you two now." And to that he departed.

Draco immediately burst into tears. His face hid by his long fingers. I heard sniffles, I practically ran closer to him, my hands resting on his shoulders.

"Draco, what's wrong?" I looked around to see if his mother and aunt had noticed, but the two of them were gone.

"Draco, why are you crying?" I felt his arms around my waist as he rested his head on my collarbone.

"It's...it's tears of happiness.." he wiped the water coming through his eyes. "It's everything I've ever wanted..." 

Once the sniffles were silent, he began explaining. "I think it was the child inside of me crying." 

"I remember...I think I had gotten injured once during a quidditch battle and was in the hospital wing...and my mother came to visit me...but I desperately..desperately wanted my father to come and visit me, to tell me that I was going to be alright, to be present with me in this vulnerable moment." he choked out his words. 

"But all I got was a new broom as a gift and a get-well card from him, I cried so much that night that Blaise heard me and asked me why I was a mess, and I told him that I didn't want any gifts, or money, or anything but just wanted my father to see me." he looked at me. "I love my father, I love every gift he has given me, I love the times he has spoiled me, but sometimes I feel as though I've been starved from his presence in my life." 

"And...today I finally received the affection, the presence, I had practically died for." I comforted Draco, wiping the excess tears off his face with my slim fingers.

It felt so gut-twisting to know that Draco's father was the cause of Draco's injury yet there was nothing I could do about it. 

But I couldn't risk this happening again.

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"Why are you here, Emerlyn?" Lucius straight up inquired, as I stepped into his room. He was well aware I was there.

"Because I want to chat with my dearest father-in-law." 

He huffed. "You will never learn will you, don't start games you can't finish. You should be aware by now--that when it comes to cat and mouse...I'm ready to risk my own family."

"And that's what makes you so disgusting. You've become so engulfed in hunting after your victims that you're ready to sacrifice your own family. You should feel ashamed."

Lucius sighed. "I thought maybe this injury on your husband would cause you to fear me, but you're quite the opposite, dear daughter-in-law," he said. "This recklessness of yours will lead to your demise."

"I'm warning you, Lucius, this act of yours won't last long."

"And the same applies to you too, Emerlyn." He threatened it was sadistic. His eyes narrowed, there will a lot like Draco's pretty eyes, but his grey eyes were sinister.

I was going to end Lucius, and I meant it.

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"It's been a while hasn't it, Emerlyn?" Tom talked through the earnings he had given me. It was our way of communication.

I made sure no one was in the room. "Yea, it has," I answered it was quiet. 

"How many weeks are you now, and what did the nurse say regarding the abortion?"

"6 weeks, and not qualified for any type of abortion yet."

"You have to make sure the baby is aborted before birth," Tom warned. "If you have an offspring that means they inherit the necklace, Narcissa gave you."

I didn't think about that.

"The effects of the necklace won't work in your favor anymore." He continued. "They'll be passed on to your offspring."

"You know...I plan on giving that necklace too-"

The door opened. My body practically flinched. Draco noticed.

"My darling, who exactly were you talking to?" He walked closer. "I heard your voice."

"Did he hear us?" Tom spoke, Draco couldn't hear Tom but I could.

"I think you're hallucinating...I wasn't talking to anyone--" 

"What a pathetic excuse," Tom uttered. I was trying hard not to respond to him.

"It doesn't matter." Draco almost threw his arms around him, his chin placed on the space between my shoulder and neck. "I'm so exhausted from today."

"Tell him to go to bed then." 

Draco began leaving small trails of kisses on my shoulder. I knew I had to stop him before Tom heard something he wasn't supposed to.

"I think I'm interrupting something."

Wasn't it obvious Thomas?

"Give me a second Draco," I murmured in a low tone and moved away from him and was about to slip off the earrings. 

"Before you go, I wanted to tell you something," Tom said. "I met Mattheo today."

I slipped off the earrings and heard what Tom said simultaneously. "What?"

"What?" Draco turned around. 

"N-nothing-"

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A day or two had passed by, and Draco and I had returned to our home. Living in the Malfoy Manor was quite lovely but the comfort of your own home was something else. 

You could be ugly without judgment.

I had invited Mattheo for supper today. 

"So?" Mattheo began. "What's with the umm... sudden invitation today?"

"Mattheo." I had no time to waste, Draco would be downstairs any moment now. "Please do me a very, very, very tiny favor. Please."

He clicked his tongue. "Depends."

"Give this to Draco." I handed him a small, dark red, velvet box. "And say it's from you."

Mattheo frowned his eyebrows at me in confusion as he took the box. I wanted to explain the reasoning but didn't get the chance to. 

"Mattheo!" Draco exclaimed, fastening his speed on the stairs.

"Careful mate, don't wanna burst open your head again, do ya?" he stated, slipping the box into his pocket while maintaining eye contact with me. 

It was the type of eye contact that meant they were going to heavily question you after.

Draco chuckled at his comment and sat beside him. "Suprise visit hm?"

"Yea, I thought I check up on my friend," Mattheo answered, his brown eyes studying mine. "Emerlyn, take a seat!" 

I nodded, slightly licking my lips, and sat in front of them.

"What a lucky man you are Draco." Mattheo patted Draco's shoulder. "You're dearest wife is full of surprises."

I felt weirdly awkward. I wasn't the best wife, and only I knew that.

"It's nice to still have you both as friends, I remember my time with Emerlyn at Hogwarts. Ya know we even shared a room."

I could sense jealousy in Draco's veins. "Oh, really?" Draco looked over at me. "You never told me you and Mattheo lived together?"

"I...did, I told Serena and I had an old apartment during Hogwarts..just never mentioned Mattheo."

"Anyways--" Mattheo interfered. "I thought I would get a present for my dearest friend." Mattheo took out the small box and handed it to Draco.

Draco opened the small box and inside was the necklace Narcissa had given me. 

The appearance of the necklace had changed into a silver chain, still a necklace just suitable for a male. 

The necklace's appearance changed for its owner, that's how it hadn't been recognized for so many centuries. For me, it remained golden and shiny, but for Draco, it was silver and matte. 

I had given this to Draco as I couldn't risk another near-death experience at the cost of my enmity with Lucius. He didn't show remorse for his son, but I loved my husband more than any soul on this planet earth.

Draco was certainly impressed by the gift. "It's... incredible."

"Put it on..." I paused. "No..I'll put it for you," I said and made sure that chain was resting on Draco. 

"Awe, you guys are so cute," Mattheo commented. "Never knew both of you were so soft around each other." He chuckled this time. 

"I should find someone to commit to, don't you think?" Mattheo inquired taking a bite of a biscuit.

"I'm sure it won't be difficult to find yourself a girlfriend," I replied. "I mean you got the personality, you're attractive and all--"

Draco shot me a glare.

"You're right Emerlyn but...I feel like partying and hooking up more than actually committing." He answered.

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"So, E. What was all that about?" Mattheo questioned, as we scrolled through the garden. Just the two of us. I had brought the two of us here to inquire about Mattheo's visit with Tom. The two brothers desperately needed a welcoming reunion, not a cold or awkward one.

"Mattheo, what is wrong with you!" I roared. "What was the need to tell Draco, we shared a room."

"Oops, it slipped out of my mouth--besides we were like what fourteen? It's not a big deal E."

"Whatever--"

"First you tell me, why did you make me give that chain to him?"

"Don't ask me questions."

Friendships are sometimes stronger than a relationship. 

If Draco and I get into another argument, I could expect him to take off the chain but I knew if Mattheo gave it to him even after an argument, Draco would cherish the chain.    

"Okay, you make me do a favor and now I can't even question you--"

I felt the urge to puke. 

"Hey..hey..are you alright?" He stood in front of me. "E. Is everything okay?"

Before I could utter a response, I sensed another presence. A very familiar presence.  

Draco. I turned to look at Draco; Mattheo's hands were resting on my shoulders, he was certainly closer than  I would've allowed him to be.

"Oh." That was what Draco simply said. "Am I interrupting something?"

"What?" Mattheo went into a state of shock and I returned the same expression to Mattheo. "Draco, have you lost the plot?"

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"Draco, what's wrong with you!" I fumed at Draco when it was just the two of us left. I genuinely didn't understand his strange, ill-mannered behavior.

"What's wrong with me?" Draco snarled. "What's wrong with you? You first called him attractive and then I find out" he said. "You shared a room with him?"

"Oh, my god." I couldn't believe him right now, I felt like an immature teenager arguing with Draco right now." I meant conventionally attractive! Not that I'm actually attracted to him."

I continued. "And about the room. We barely had any money, and could only afford a crappy apartment AND we slept on different beds every single night." I explained myself. "Can we please get over this.." my voice was lower and softer. 

He didn't speak for a second. "And..the garden thing?"

"I almost puked and he approached me out of concern, nothing more." 

Draco seemed rather slightly embarrassed now. I wanted to laugh. 

"I saw you both talking and laughing the day of my birthday." He spoke. "Ever since then, he's become your favorite friend hasn't he?" 

The root cause of the problem. He turned around and I hugged him, tangling my arms around his waist while my head lay on his upper back.  

"But you're my favorite person," I stated, with my lips curled into a thin smile. I felt his cold fingers engulf my fingers. 

I felt that feeling again. A twisted knot in my stomach. Extreme nausea. I needed to puke. 

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"I think you have food poisoning Emerlyn," Draco uttered as he noticed the frequent nausea flooding my body.

"I think so too," 

No. I was just 6 weeks pregnant.

A/N: Just remember the two of them discussed in a previous chapter about not wanting kids. So Draco currently thinks it's unlikely for her to be pregnant. 

Anyways, what do you think is going to happen? SORRY FOR THE LONG CHAPTER