Well here goes another chapter. Thanks for reviewing you guys rock but I think I need more ;D. Thanks to my beta ScarlettBlush.

"What the hell is this?!" Cynthia shouted out loud at the top of her lungs.

Hermione was still covering herself with Draco's body while Draco blinked rapidly not knowing what to do next.

He could either get up and take Cynthia out of there, but he wasn't sure if Hermione was going to appreciate that since she was naked.

He could tell her to get out, but he also didn't think he could manage to say anything at this point.

Hermione was hiding her face with Draco's back. She was beyond embarrassed. How could she have let Cynthia find them like this?

"How could you, Draco? How could you do this to the baby?" she asked with tears of fury in her eyes.

Draco took his clothes, gave them to Hermione and stood up in his naked glory. He didn't mind showing off.

He took Cynthia by the arm a little roughly and took her to his room. He was not having an argument in front of Hermione.

Hermione stood up, blushing furiously and shivering softly. She didn't know what to do. She could leave, but Draco was going to look for her anyways and besides, Cynthia wasn't stupid. She clearly knew what was happening. She needed to give up for once.

Back in Draco's room he was getting dressed while Cynthia cried on his bed.

"How could you do this to me, Draco?" she asked sobbing harder.

"Cynthia I'm sorry, but…. I don't love you. I thought you figured that out a long time ago," he said not looking at her.

Cynthia gasped and started taking long deep breaths. "Oh my God, Draco," she said putting her hands on her stomach. "I think something's happening to the baby. It hurts."

Draco looked at her for a couple of seconds not understanding. What baby? He thought, Oh fuck, the baby!

"Lie down Cynthia," he said grabbing her. "I'm going to get Hermione."

"No," she shouted and then started crying….or pretending. "I don't want her checking me."

"She's a healer. She knows what to do," he said running to the door.

"No I said," she shouted, "Call my damn Doctor!"

He nodded before leaving the room.

"Draco what's going on? I heard Cynthia screaming," Hermione asked, feeling a little scared when she saw Draco running to the Fire place which connected to the floo.

"Something's happening to the baby," he said grabbing floo powder.

"I'm going to help her."

"No," he said before entering the chimney. "She doesn't want you checking on her."

"Oh… I understand. I'm sorry to cause all of this," she said softly grabbing her purse.

"Hermione," he sighed walking towards her. "You didn't do anything. We just made love, it's not like we committed a crime. She caught us, that wasn't supposed to happen, but I'm glad it happened. Now she knows how I feel."

"But it wasn't the way she should have found out," she said carefully.

"I know, but I can't do anything about it. Now I need a doctor."

"I can help Draco," she said pleading. She needed to make sure that the baby was fine. She felt that was her responsibility.

"Hermione please go to my mother's, take Brit and I'll call you after I fix this mess," he said walking into the floo.

She nodded after a couple of seconds, grabbed her purse and left without another word.

--

Draco ran to St. Mungos panting and cursing. There was no doctor around. Damn Cynthia when she didn't want Hermione to check on her!

"Doctor," he shouted when he saw a middle aged man walking out of a room.

"Yes. How can I help you sir?"

"I need you to go to my house now. My…girlfriend is pregnant and she's in pain," he said panting.

"I'm afraid I can't go to your house right now sir. I have patients here," the doctor said calmly.

"I'll pay you the triple of what you are going to get here. I just need you to come and check on her," he said pleading.

"Fine…let me get my stuff," he said plainly annoyed.

Ten minutes later Draco was back in his house with the doctor; whose name was Bryan Weber.

"Should I bring her to the living room or are you going to check her in this room?" Draco asked.

"You left her alone Mr. Malfoy?" Dr. Weber asked looking shocked.

"Well I didn't have anyone here to keep an eye on her."

"Bloody hell, what a boyfriend! Where is she?"

"In my room, follow me."

--

Minutes before…

Cynthia was talking on the phone, crying her heart out, telling her best friend what she saw. She was stunned. She knew Draco didn't care about her, but she never thought Hermione would do such a thing. In her eyes Hermione was a respectful woman who would never sink so low. What she didn't understand was that when someone is in love, sometimes they don't stop to look at the consequences. She didn't know that because she wasn't in love any longer; she was obsessed.

"Christa, it was horrible!" she whined.

"But what did you see? Were they in there shagging when you caught them?" her friend asked, searching for gossip to then tell her other friends. In reality Cynthia was a joke for the girls. Christa and the rest knew that Draco was a lady's man. But in this case she was as shocked to find out that it was Hermione.

"No, I didn't find them doing that, thank God! They were sleeping…naked on the couch. God I wanted to kill that bitch!" she roared.

"Cynthia calm down. It's not good for the baby," Christa chuckled in a mocking way since she knew that the baby thing was a lie. Cynthia never said anything to her, but years before Cynthia had confessed to her friend that she couldn't have kids.

"Oh please Christa, you know that the baby thing is big fat lie," she screeched angry.

"Sorry…it's just so funny. I can't believe Draco had fallen for that," Christa said between laughs.

"Yeah…Steven was going to back me up if Draco didn't believe, but lucky for him Draco believed me fast," she said lying down on Draco's bed.

"So how's Steven. You haven't said anything about him in a long time?"

"Oh, his doing okay, I guess. I haven't seen him, like, in two weeks," she said with amusement.

"He worked you out last time?" Christa asked knowing that Steven was far from a gentleman in bed.

"Shut up. I don't even know if I want to see him again. He hurt me badly. I even went to a gynecologist to see if I was okay. He never understands when to stop. That was one of the things I hated about him when we dated before," she spat. "Christa, I have to go. I think I heard Draco talking. I have to pretend that I'm doing horrible."

"Good luck," her friend said before hanging up.

--

Draco entered his room scared; despite not liking Cynthia he didn't want anything happening to the baby.

Cynthia was in the bed, looking at the ceiling.

"Cynthia, I brought a doctor."

Doctor Weber entered the room smiling softly.

"Hello Miss. Mr. Malfoy told me that you weren't feeling good and that you're pregnant. I'm going to check you and make sure that you and the baby are fine," he said putting his bag on bed.

"No," Cynthia almost shouted.

Draco looked at her bewildered while the doctor sighed.

"Why not?" Draco asked, confused and a little angry. What the hell was it now?

"Draco, I told you to get my doctor, not some other one. I don't know him. I want my own personal doctor, the one that has been with me for a long time now," she said, almost in tears now.

Draco thought the tears were because she was feeling worser than before, but the tears were actually because she was going to get caught out in her lie.

"Cynthia…I'm going to find him. But for now please let Dr. Weber check you," he said sighing. He was starting to get seriously pissed off.

"No…I'm sorry but I can't let him. I….I don't feel comfortable. Draco, you know how I am. I don't want….a stranger looking at me. Please," she pleaded.

"Fine….Dr. Weber I'm sorry but it seems like Cynthia here doesn't feel THAT bad. I'm going to call her doctor. Don't worry; I'm paying you anyways. Come with me," he said throwing a dirty glance at Cynthia.

If she's really feeling bad why doesn't she let Dr. Weber look at her? I mean I understand that she didn't let Hermione for obvious reasons, but Dr. Weber,Draco thought annoyed.

Draco walked into the little office in a room near his.

"Here's your money Dr. Weber and thanks for coming even though my…girlfriend didn't want you to check on her," Draco said giving him a check with a large number.

"Thanks…and can I tell you something quick?"

Draco nodded.

"I don't want to be rude or impolite to you or your…girlfriend, but keep an eye on her. You see I'm sort of a physique…. I feel like she's lying about something… something big," he said before walking out of the office.

Draco stood looking at the doctor speechless. Lying? Cynthia never lies. That's immoral to her.

After thinking about what the doctor told him for a while, he walked back to his room. Cynthia was reading a magazine about Quidditch which was odd because she was a not a fan.

"Did you call my doctor?" Cynthia asked when she saw him entering the room.

"No…Cynthia, I don't even know who your doctor is," he said sitting down next her.

"Of course you don't. You haven't gone with me to my appointments," she said looking slightly mad.

"You haven't asked me," he said taking in her appearance more carefully.

"I don't need to ask you Draco, you are supposed to go," she said standing up, throwing the magazine on the bed.

"Where do you think you're going? Now give me the address of your doctor, I'm going to get him. Are you still in pain?"

"No I'm feeling better, thanks," she said grabbing her cell phone, which Draco didn't know where she'd somehow got from, since she didn't believe in Muggle technology. Steven gave it to her a couple of weeks before in case of emergencies. "Now I'm leaving. I'm not in the mood to talk to you, not after what you did."

"Cynthia, we need to talk about that," he said standing up as well.

"No, we don't, not now at least. I don't want to feel worse than I already am," she said walking out of the room.

"Cynthia, wait."

"No…don't you understand? You don't know how it feels to come to the house of the person you love and find that person naked with another woman. Images ran through my mind thinking about what you did with that…whore," she said tears slowly starting to slip their way down her face.

"Cynthia…please, let's talk," Draco beseeched. He didn't want to have her leave without talking to him.

"I'm done talking for today. I'm going home…and I'm going to talk to father about my pregnancy. I hope he doesn't think I'm a bad woman. I was planning on telling him with you around but I guess that's not going to happen," she said entering the floo network.

"Cynthia, if you're talking to your father I'm going with you. I'm a man and I told you that I was going to respond for that baby," he said grabbing his wallet.

"I don't want you near me Draco," she said angrily. "I want to be alone. The only thing I'm going to tell you is that father is going to be so angry with me. But don't be worried you go and look for your whore, I'm pretty sure that's what you want right now," she said vehemently before throwing the powder into the floo and leaving Draco stunned at her venomous words.

Draco decided that he was going to talk with Cynthia's father. He was not going to let her screw everything up.

--

Hermione entered Narcissa's house worried and nervous. Before, she went to her house and took a shower. She needed to feel clean before stepping into Narcissa's house.

For the first time she felt dirty. She shouldn't have slept with Draco. She couldn't take off her mind from the hurt expression on Cynthia's face.

"Hermione dear you finally got here. Brit has been asking for you since dawn," Narcissa said sitting down on the couch in the leaving room. "Do you want tea? Brit is in the garden playing with one of the house elves."

"No, I'm okay," Hermione smiled while carefully taking a seat.

"Are you okay? You look nervous."

"I am…a little," Hermione admitted slowly.

"Do you mind telling me what happened?" Narcissa asked concerned.

Hermione was a bit touched. Narcissa was always so nice to her.

"I'm sorry but I don't know if I can tell you," she said blushing.

If Draco let his mother know what happened, fine, but she was not going to tell her. She would die of embarrassment.

"Fine, but if you decide to talk with someone, I'm here," Narcissa said smiling before standing up and searching for the house elf and Brit.

Five minutes later Hermione saw Brit running toward her giggling and smiling broadly.

"Mummy you bainally ame," she said when Hermione picked her up.

"Yes, I finally came," she said hugging her daughter tightly. This was exactly what she needed to have; her girl hugging her and squealing in delight. "Did you eat?"

"Yeah…Gamma gave me cereal," she screeched.

"Oh. Do you want to go to Gamma Annie's house?"

"Really mummy?" Brit asked with wide eyes. It was the first time she was going to se her grandmother since Hermione fought with her.

"Really. Now go get your stuff," she said putting Brit down.

Brit squealed and ran toward the room she slept in.

Hermione smiled broadly.

--

Two days later…

Draco was in his office finishing some paper work. Today he was going to talk with Cynthia's parents. Two days before Cynthia threatened him saying that she was going to talk to them but she didn't go. Why? Draco didn't know.

Today he was planning to do something that he never thought he would do. He was going to ask for her hand. Why? Well he probably was turning crazy. The fact was that he didn't want Cynthia having complications with the baby because of him.

This was probably the toughest decision he had ever made. He never asked Hermione to marry him; he only gave her a ring to formalize their relationship.

He wanted to talk to Hermione before taking this big step. He knew that Hermione was going to be seriously hurt because of his actions, but he decide to let her take her path. He was not going to keep screwing up her life with his interference.

"Hey man, you still here?" asked Steven when he walked inside Draco's office.

"Looks like it," Draco said putting some papers in his office bag.

"Why are you so dressed up? Anything important tonight?"

"Something like that," he said not really paying much attention.

"Well I see you're not in the mood. I'll talk to you later," Steven said before walking out of the office.

Draco sighed and walked out as well. Now he was going to do the hardest thing ever. Talk to Hermione about his plans...

He got to her house ten minutes later. He wanted to cry and scream. How could his life have turned into such a hell?

He knocked on her door twice and waited.

Hermione was in the bathroom getting dressed. Brit was in her bed jumping and singing along with Barney.

"Brit can you sit down and stay here, I'm going to answer the door," she said walking out of the room and smiling at Brit's giggles.

She opened the door and smiled when she saw Draco.

"Hey," she said pleasantly, moving away so he could enter her house.

"Hey," he said not looking at her. "Where's Brit?"

"In my room…I'll get her."

Two seconds later Brit came running towards her daddy. Draco waited for her with wide arms.

"Hey sweet pie!"

"Hey daddy…daddy I was jumping in mummy's bed and is was funny," she squealed.

"Brit you know that you are not supposed to jump in mummy and daddy's bed," he said smiling, moving to the living room.

"But daddy it was funny, and Baney was singing with me," she said getting comfortable on his lap.

"Baney?"

"Barney," Hermione said sitting down in front of him. "You were in a meeting? I mean you're so dressed up."

"No…Brit can you go back to your mother's room? I need to have a chat with her," Draco said sweetly at his little baby. Brit nodded ones and ran back to Hermione's room.

"Hermione…"

"I know Draco," she said not looking at him. "It's the best thing you could do for Cynthia."

"How do you…"

"You're dress up pretty smartly and you haven't looked at me since you entered the house. I know you better than you know yourself," she said half-smiling, but on the verge of tears.

"I'm so sorry Hermione. I don't want to marry her but it's the only thing I can do for her."

"I know Draco…don't worry about me, I understand. I'm going to let Brit know that she's going to be a big sister, but I'm going to ask you something also. Please…please don't look for me again. After tonight, when you walk out of that door please don't search for me. If you want to see Brit send your mother or father, but please leave me some space," she said getting up.

He nodded and left the house without a kiss or a hug. He didn't want to make this harder for Hermione; it was already hard for him.

--

One week later…

Hermione was in her room watching Beauty and the Beast with Brit, well she was watching it; Brit was almost falling at sleep.

Today Brit had a tough day at school ending with falling down and scratching her little knee badly.

Hermione was also falling asleep when she heard the doorbell. "I'm coming," she said putting Brit's head carefully on her pillow.

The bell rang again.

"I said I'm coming," she shouted. "God!"

She opened the door annoyed and looking ready to kill the person ringing the damn bell.

"Hello Hermione."

"Err…how do you know where I live?" she asked Steven who was leaning on her doorframe.

"I have my ways," he said grinning.

"Oh…do you want to come in?" she said trying to be polite.

"Sure, although it's a very fast meeting. I was wondering if you want to go out for dinner?"

"Thanks, but I can't. I didn't tell you but I got suspended from my job and I'm with Brit," she said politely.

"Really, I didn't know. What about tomorrow?" he asked grinning.

"I don't know…look Steven, you're a very nice guy but I just got out of something with someone and I don't want to be in the dating thing for now," she said biting her lower lip.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know," he said seriously showing empathy which she didn't understand why.

"Yeah…so maybe another day, we could go out as friends," she said half-smiling.

"It's Draco, right?" he suddenly asked.

"What?" she asked stunned.

"That person is Draco, right?"

"No," she said too fast. "Of course not…pffssss…please Draco. He has his girlfriend."

"Please Hermione, I saw you two leaving the bar together the other day. I'm not stupid."

"Steven, please don't tell anyone," she asked in earnest. Why continue lying if he already knew.

"Why should I tell anyone? That's not my problem, so don't worry, I'm not telling Cynthia."

"Cynthia already knows," she whispered.

"What?" he asked in confusion and apparent shock.

"I said that she already knows. She caught us sleeping together, naked," she said and once again blushing, very badly. "You know that day that you saw us leaving. Well she saw us. And Draco and I aren't together anymore."

"Mother fu…she knows. Is she that freaking desperate to have him?" he shouted angry. Hermione was really confused.

"Sorry, what?"

"Hermione, can I come in? I have to tell you something important," he said seriously.

"Errr sure come in," she said looking slightly puzzled at the outburst.

They walked together to her couch and sat down next to each other.

"Hermione, I'm sorry for not telling you before, but you have to understand that I have my reasons. You see…Cynthia and I have been sleeping together for a long time now."

"W…what?" she asked in disbelief.

"Look, before you jump to conclusions. You see, Cynthia and I dated a long time ago; we broke up because well she was having some depression problems and I really couldn't handle them. I was a very immature man. Then she starting dating Draco, he didn't know that we were an item before. She did it at first to hurt me, but then she started falling for Draco… or more like became obsessed with him. I mean, you know how charming he can be. Then a couple of months before she called me crying, telling me that she could tell that Draco didn't love her, she told me that he whispered your name once when he was sleeping. That's when we started seen each other again. I mean I still had feelings for her…"

Hermione was stunned to say the least. Shit! Draco needed to know this, what if the baby was Steven's and not Draco's.

"One day she told me about you, and I told her that I met you in Draco's office… that day she begged me to start calling you or start flirting with you, and I did it."

Hermione's eyes were about to pop out.

"Hermione I'm sorry, you are a beautiful woman and even though it was supposed to be a trick I really thought you could help me forget about her, but then in the party that I took you I saw you walking outside to the gardens and I simply knew you left the party with Draco. I was angry with him. I mean how he could do something like that to Cynthia who is the sweetest, most charming woman I have ever known…"

Hermione nodded, Draco cheated on Cynthia before being with her, but she also trusted Draco and knew that he would never cheat on her.

"Then one day she got to my apartment crying telling me that Draco wanted to end their relationship and…she told him that she was pregnant."

"I know, and a week ago when she saw us I believe she had abortion symptoms," Hermione whispered.

"Hermione…that's not possible…because Cynthia isn't pregnant," he said, gouging out her reaction.

"What?" she said almost choking in the process.

"Cynthia lied about that. Hermione…Cynthia can't have kids. That's one of the reasons she was suffering from depression."

"I can't believe this!!" she said feeling like she was going to faint. This girl needed help. Immediately! "I can't believe this…oh my God, Steven, Draco needs to know," she said standing up.

"Hermione you can't go, Brit is sleeping," he said softly.

"Steven I have to go," she pleaded.

"No," he said roughly. "What's wrong with women and Draco? I'm sick of that asshole!"

Hermione didn't understand his sudden change. She looked at him bewildered.

"I'm going to tell you something. You are not leaving this house. If you there move a muscle to try and escape….well…I will fucking kill you. Do you really think I care about Draco or about our friendship? NO. How can I? He took the only person I loved away from me. He's a selfish bastard who doesn't deserve you or Cynthia. I'm keeping you here, and you are going to do whatever I ask you. Do I make myself clear?" he said coming close to her face. Panic slowly started to settle into her gut. This Steven was nothing compared to the Steven she was used to.

"Mummy," they suddenly heard from far away in the house. Brit apparently heard Steven's roars and woke up.

Hermione stiffened and looked at Steven. "Oh yeah, I forgot about the girl," he said grinning. "This is even better. I can have you in every sense of the word, and I can ask Draco for some money for the rescue of his little girl."

He looked crazy, like he just came out of a mental clinic or something.

"Who are you?" Hermione whispered.

"Oh I'm Steven, but you know me Hermione. I'm just showing my true colors now," he said smirking. "What should I do to the little one to make Draco squirm and want to kill himself for what he had done to me?"

"You're crazy," Hermione screamed. She could hear Brit starting to get hysterical. Despite crying Brit never leaved her room until Hermione or Draco came to her.

"Yes that's what Cynthia told me once," he said coming closer to her.

"That was all a lie, right? About Cynthia going through a depression," Hermione said looking him in the eyes.

"Oh no, that was all the truth. Cynthia is also a little crazy. That's why we keep on seeing each other. We are meant to be together," he said in a sing song way. "Do you know that I met her in a mental clinic when we were just teenagers? Yeah we were around the age of 14, she was having depression and anorexic problems and I…well I was just loony," he said sitting down, Indian style in front of her.

Hermione didn't know how to move, and she actually didn't dare. Not for her, she could handle this crazy sucker. She had fought many people during the war but she was scared for her daughter.

"Can I go to get Brit?" Hermione asked after a couple of minutes.

"Hmmm…sure why not."

Hermione moved her legs. "But wait, I'm going with you," he said standing up and walking with her.

Hermione walked to her room and took Brit in her arms. Brit's cheeks were covered in tears although she looked on the verge of falling asleep again.

"What's wrong baby?" Hermione asked sitting down in the bed, Steven sat next to her smiling at Brit. Hermione threw him a dirty glance before hugging her baby tightly wanting to protect her from this crazy dude.

"I had bad deam," Brid said in a hoarse voice.

"Oh its okay Brit, mummy is here," Hermione said stroking her hair softly.

She was in deep shit. How was she supposed to get Draco or help with Brit there and Steven checking her every move? All she knew was that he and Cynthia were not going to live without being punished. That was the promise she made herself when she saw Steven lying down on her bed next to her and her precious baby girl.

Well what do you think? To much drama? Please let me know…don't forget to review.