"I won't tell anybody!" Charlene screamed as he drove a syringe into her neck. She cried in pain, watched him look down at her in his arms, her vision beginning to go black.
Draco Malfoy was a powerful man.
He was even more powerful when he got wh...
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Draco took a seat in the office chair, Charlene now out of the room.
She'd ran straight out of the room and into the bathroom to cry her eyes out. Draco, he wanted to cry too. Seeing Max walk through that door, giving her food to eat and asking if she was okay— it crushed his heart. It grasped onto it, and squeezed it as she left the room.
It hurt, to see her with another man.
"Well, this is awkward." Max blurted, taking a seat in Charlene's office chair.
Draco ran a hand through his hair, "Are you two together?"
Max let out a laugh, "Man, she's gonna have your kid. Wether she wants to admit it or not, she's hooked on you, and I'm okay with it. She's just giving me a place to stay, thats all. She made it perfectly clear that we wouldn't be anything."
His chest rose and fell, relief sweeping through his entire body. "Fucking fuck."
"She only found out a couple weeks ago," max told him like it was the easiest thing in the world. "She'd cried, but then one day, she came home from work and she was just happy. I don't know what happen."
Draco shook his head, and suddenly, another person was walking through the door.
Narcissa Malfoy was booming with joy until she locked eyes with Draco.
His world went crashing down, all at the same time. To figuring out Charlene was pregnant, and then seeing Max walk in, and now, his mother was standing in the room as him.
He clenched his fist, a gasp leaving Narcissas mouth. "Oh."
He stood up, disregarding max. "Oh? That's all you have to fucking say?" A scoff left his lips, "You really are Lucius Malfoys husband."
Before she could say anything, he left Charlene's office, trying to find the bathroom on his floor. When he did, he eventually discovered that she was in the bathroom on the first floor.
The door was locked, so he knocked. He knocked until he heard Charlene shout 'Go away!' and then he was taking out his wand, unlocking it, praying nobody else saw.
Charlene was leaning on the counter, but as soon as she saw him enter the bathroom, she shook her head. "Get out."
He locked the door back, "No. We need to talk, Charlene."
"What makes you think I want to talk to you?" She whispered, her eyes still watering.
"Please," he stepped closer to her, taking her arms away from her face where her hands were wiping her eyes, and he held her forearms in his hands. "Talk to me. Tell me what's been going on. Tell me anything, I just— I want to know how you've been."
She sniffled, her eyes staying on the floor. "I've been— um.. good. You?"
He chuckled softly, gripped her waist in his hands, pulling her closer to him. "I've felt like shit without you."
She hummed, a tear sliding her cheek. "As you should. You're a fucking dick."
He nodded, wiping her tear off her cheek. "Charlene—"
"I don't want to talk about it," she tried to stop her bottom lip from shaking. "I can't— I can't think about it."
He pulled her to his chest, picking her up and setting her on the counter so she could bury her face in the crook of his neck. "You'll be okay. I promise, I'd never let anything to happen to you, or this baby."
She cried more, "It's not— not about that," her hands gripped onto his suit, his settling on her back. "I don't want to lose another baby, Draco. It would kill me."
"I know, Darling." He kissed the top of her head, feeling her body shake. "Hey," he lifted her chin, his voice so gentle it made her cry more. She missed him. His palm spread on her cheek, cupping it, "Everything's gonna be fine, okay?"
She nodded, the pad of his thumb sweeping her tears away.
"I want to kiss you," he told her, almost a whisper.
Another tear fell out of her eye, "Then do it, bastard."
He smiled before pushing his lips onto hers, so softly it made her melt. Two months without him drove her insane, and she hated what he did. She hated every single bit of it, but there's nothing she could change except the way she forgives him. And she doesn't forgive him, at all.
She just wants him.
He pulled her impossibly close, his lips moving against hers as he kissed her with everything he had. One of his hands slid into her hair, fisting it up and now, their bodies were pressed against each other. She whimpered into his kiss, and it drove him insane—
And then someone banged on the door.
"Hey! Some of us have to piss!"
Draco pulled away from her, both of their lips slightly swollen while a chuckle left his mouth. "Come on," he set her down from the counter, and when they walked out of the bathroom, they ignored the way the lady was gawking at them.
When they made it back to her office, Charlene sat down in her chair. "Okay, some of you need to leave. I could get in trouble for this," she stated, motioning for Max and Draco to leave and not Narcissa. Her eyes widened at the sight of Draco clenching his jaw when he looked at his mother. "You should definitely go."
"No," he got comfy in a seat. "I think I'll stay. Small dick over there can leave," he pointed to max, watching the way Max's jaw drops.
Charlene rolled her eyes, "Get out, Max."
He left without another word, leaving the food he got her.
Narcissa cleared her throat, "May I see the results?"
Charlene nodded, getting an envelope out of her drawer and handing it to her. She took it from Charlene, and Charlene tried to ignore the way Draco was staring her down.
"What's that?" He raised his eyebrow, snatching it from his mothers grasp.
When he read it, his eyes darkened.
"Draco—"
He stood up, "Why would you have to get a test to know if it's my child?" Charlene shook her head, but he grabbed her chin again. "Charlene, you wouldn't fuck another man. Tell me right now, did Harry do something to you?"
