Author's note: Just another crazy little drabble that was screaming to be written down. Hope you like it!

Draco looked up from his book as Hermione entered the library. She directly walked up to a great armchair and plopped down without ceremony. Letting out determined sigh, she proceeded.

"You know that I love you very much, but I'm sorry, we can't be together."

She was met with silence, as Draco slowly processed the information.

"I'm pregnant, and you can't possibly be good for me or for my son, so you have to go" she blurted out. "Pansy just wanted to chuck you out of the window, but I thought that it would be better this way. Even now, I know that my life will never be the same without you, but I have to let you go. I need to do what's best."

Draco's heart was gripped with fear. Was it the end, then? Was Hermione really leaving him and taking his son away from him forever? What had gone wrong, he was sure that she was just as much in love with him as he had been with her. Had he been living a lie?

In a fit of hopelessness, he stood up on trembling legs and made his way to his four month pregnant wife of five months. She sat before a slice of chocolate cake, an air of resigned acceptance about her. Suddenly he realized just how much he loved her. No, he wouldn't let her go so easily. She was his now, he wouldn't let her go without a fight.

"What's wrong Hermione, are you…are you really leaving me….?", he said trying hard to edge out the desperation in his voice." Tell me what Pansy told you, I can correct it, I've not done you any wrong, I swear Hermione. Except I confess that it was me who made the weasel's face turn pink on our wedding. If you want I'll go apologize to him immediately!"

A look of intense mortification crossed her face, which was soon replaced by a wide grin.

"Oh God! Draco, were you here all this while? How much have you heard?" she asked trying her hardest not to burst into laughter.

"I was there the whole time since…"

"Draco, I was talking to the cake, not you, you idiot!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, you see I've been having these cravings ever since I got pregnant, something to do with hormones and what not! So, Ginny suggested that I talk to the food and actually tell it why I can't eat it, so that it's going to remind me again just how harmful it can be. I don't even know why I agreed to it, really, it seems like such a dumb idea now."

Draco face regained some color and finally gained an excess of color as turned scarlet while he laughed his head off at the antics of his wife.

"Listen, Malfoy if you keep laughing at me, trust me, even you're not getting any dessert today", she declared.

That shut him up for good as he urgently dived in to save the cake, grumbling all the while about him being called an idiot when his wife was the one talking to food!

End note: You might think that I'm a total whack job, but it does work (in a very creepy way), so I guess Ginny was correct! You can try it yourself (it works especially well with food you are guilty of consuming)! ;).

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