It has certainly been awhile hasnt it? Im so sorry to all of you wonderful readers for my absence lots of stuff has kept me away for the past few months leaving me with no time to write for you or myself. Thank you for all the reviews this story has recieved and i am happy to be here once again to continue this Draco/OC story from the wilderness of my imagination (Plus JK's)

and for those of you who may have wanted more of their pre-baby married life written before this do not worry! Chapters in future can be written as their memories before hand.

Without further interuption I hope you can forgive me and enjoy!

Approximately 3 weeks after the birth of Ella, Malfoy began to piss me off again. 'When are we going to tell my parents?' 'We should be preparing for the birth of my son' Blah blah blah. I couldnt tell half the time whether it was hormones or just my own irritation that was causing Draco and I to clash more and more often. Which I would constantly point out to be unfair as I was pregnant and should be treated nicely.

It was certainly a strange feeling to know that something was growing inside of me, whether it was a good or bad feeling was still unknown at that point. One thing that was very bad was the fact that my so called husband had become over protective when he saw me, and those were the rare occations I actually got to see him. Since finding out that I was knocked up he was almost like a ghost, I hardly saw him. He was either busy at work, locked away in his office downstairs or just else where.

I was alone and pregnant without my husband or family. Brilliant.

It was a strangely warm Tuesday afternoon that had led me to Diagon Alley. I hadnt been looking for anything particular but it was a welcome change of scenery from the house I seemed to be caged in. Earlier that morning I had sent an Owl to see if my sister and her children wished to come but Raph was ill and Ella was driving poor Mia up the walls, so I was left to my own company as I strolled through the busy streets.

Random people nodded to me as I walked passed, some I recognised from my wedding and others I asumed knew that I was Mrs Malfoy. It gave me a sort of sick feeling in my stomach, I liked the way it used to be when I came here early last year. No stares, no people wanting to offer me things every 5 minutes.

I couldnt exactly hide my identity. My bright red hair was a give away to anyone who knew to spot it. My feet took me to a small café near Gringotts just out of sight from the crowds but decent enough to actually enter. It was a humble little place with light wooden floors and white and peach patterned walls. On the far side from the door was the counter, with small tables dotted around it with few of them occupied.

Perfect.

I took a seat at a round table in the left hand corner away from the front windows to give myself some privacy.

"Welcome to Goblets Cottage, what can- You're married to Draco Malfoy arnt you?" The young blonde waitress, near screeched in my ear. Jeez was she houdini or something? She practically appeared out of no where.

"No peace anywhere." I grumbled.

"Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow at here as she gave me a blank look. "Anyway, it is you though isnt it?" I gave a deep sigh and nodded. She squeeked and took the seat across from me.

"Oh Merlin! Whats he like?" Was she part of his fan club or something? Why the hell was she getting so excited about my pig of husband?

"Why does that concern you?" I replied narrowing my eyes.

She obviously didnt sense that I wasnt really in the mood to talk to her. "Well he's like Draco Malfoy!" And she was obviously a complete moron.

"Can I just order already or should I just go straight to your manager explaining your harrasment?" I snapped, she jumped in her seat and stood up.

Her expression changed to a mix of annoyance and fear as she waited with her pen and paper at the ready.

"What can I get you?"

"Tea, A Dragons Breathe Wrap, A slice of flapjack, A blueberry muffin and some plain toast." Ahh another wonder of pregnancy, the never ending hunger.

"Are you sure you want that much?" She asked slightly alarmed at the amount I was ordering. "Are there others coming to join you, maybe your husband?"

"No, I'm perfectly fine thank you." The irritation was very visible in my voice, I just wanted to eat!

"Arnt you worried about getting, you know..fat?" She replied carefully, taking in my appearance. I didnt exactly look as slim as I would normally. I was wearing comfortable straight black jeans, plain flats and a baggy green poncho over the top of my loose black shirt. But she was pushing it now.

"Will you just back off and get my damm food before I really kick up a shit and trust me, you dont wanna go with me right now." She nodded nervously before creeping away to the kitchen with my order. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

"Rough day?" A woman spoke from the table beside mine.

"Is it obvious?" I laughed looking over at her. She had long deep brown hair, with crisp brown eyes that were framed with long black lashes. Her pale skin glowed in the window light and highlighted her warm smile. She must of been a few years older then myself, not old at all, but she held in her lap a small boy who was pre-occupied with colouring a book on the table.

"I know that mood better then the back of my hand. The early stages of pregnancy are a bitch arnt they?" She laughed. I froze on the spot and looked at her wearily.

"I'm not pregnant." I didnt even believe myself when I said it out loud and she obviously didnt aswell.

"It's okay, you dont need to worry. You're secrets safe with me." I quickly stood and moved over to her table, taking the seat across from her.

"How did you know? Is it obvious?" I asked quietly, trying to look anywhere but her. The little boy threw his crayon down and started to bop up and down on her lap.

"Look! Mummy, Look!" He held his picture up proud in his mothers face, ruffling his Auburn hair at the same time. He had the same brown eyes, but with little specks on blue around the Iris of his eyes.

"Its very good sweet heart! It's my favourite, absolutely wonderful." He grinned happily at her as she planted a kiss on the top of his head. He turned at smiled at me before putting the picture down on the table.

"Do you like it?" He asked, I looked over at it and smiled. It was of a tall yellow house with 6 windows and a blue front door. Next to it was a family; A Mother, Father and two children. Along with an mishapen dog that stood half as large as the house. I had to admit it was adorable.

"Its brilliant, I've never seen another drawing as good as this." He giggled happily and pushed it towards me.

"You have it!" I stared at his mother who looked very amused at my new admirer.

"I couldnt possibly-"

"Nooooooo! You have it! It make you happy 'cause you seem sad lady." This was one of the reasons I loved children, their compelete and utter innocence. Makes them far more interesting and enjoyable to talk to then Adults and the problems they present.

I smiled and picked up the picture. "Thank you my little friend. You've made me very happy." He looked triumphantly at his mum before hopping off her lap and running over to the childrens toys in the corner.

"Thank you for that. He loves people and wants to show off whenever he can, a trait he shares with his father." She told me fondly. I smiled slightly at her before looking down at my hands.

"How did you know that I'm pregnant?" I asked, more seriously this time.

"When you're already a mother yourself you kind of sense it. You know the signs, the symptoms, the moods. At least some women do anyway. Like with my mother in law, she could tell before I even knew." She laughed again but I couldnt help seeing her as someone familiar. Her laugh was similar to that of Narcissa Malfoy on the rare occasion that I had heard her laugh. I could only think of one way stupid way to see if there was any link.

I gave her a slightly self surprised look. "How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Alexia Col-Malfoy. Alexia Malfoy."

"I know who you are." Was she another one of those people who knew me just for being a Malfoy? "It not a secret that you're married to Draco. Though I can tell you wish it was so. I'm happy that you seem to be a decent person, for awhile I feared who he may be paired off with."

"Um..Excuse me?" This chick was beginning to confuse me.

"I just mean as family I was scared incase the wrong choice was made." Family? But I never saw her at the wedding. You'd be able to notice a rare beauty like herself among the old and boring aristocracy that attended my wedding.

"Here's your order." The waitress said, again appearing out of no where. she placed my food and tea infront of me before turning to the mystery woman.

"Will there be anything else Mrs Weasley?" Weasley?

"Some more lemon water would be great thank you." She nodded, looked at me for a moment before once again walking off.

"Seriously, who are you?" I said, staring hard at her brown eyes. They soften at me, making me feel slightly uncomfortable at the harsh tone I had just spoken to her in.

"I'm not surprised they havent spoken about me. We havent had contact in years, I guess they're still ashamed of the daughter they wish they'd never have."

Oh My God.

"You cant be...He's an only child. They'd mention if they had a daughter." I mumbled.

"Well I wasnt exactly what they wanted in a child. I was their first born, a girl not a son like they wanted. I wasnt sorted into Slytherin, I was a proud Gryffindor who didnt see the problem with muggle borns, half breeds and the like." This could of all just been some bullshit, but something in her voice.. She wasnt lying.

"How could they go on like they dont have a daughter? Surely people would have known?"

"They were enraged at the fact that I wasnt a Slytherin. They hated the fact that I had friends who werent pure bloods, but half bloods and muggle borns. They despised my out there views when it came to equality between all magical people. And they hated the fact that the man I loved and still love was considered a blood traitor, nor was he from the richest or most prestigious. They threatened me. Forget friendships or forget family."

"So you forgot family? For your friends?"

"For what was right. They tried to raise us with the notion that muggle borns were monsters, but this only showed me that my parents and those who had those believes were just as bad."

This was a little too much information for lunch. I began to eat my blueberry muffin as I listened intensely. Even if this all turned out to be made up shit, it was certainly a good story.

"I ran away from home after that, I changed my name from Malfoy to my mothers maiden name Black and lived with my now in-laws. It wasnt easy by any stretch but I dont regret it, even if my family have forgotten about my exsistance."

I remained silent, unsure of what I was supposed to say now.

"Its abit unbelievable isnt it?" I nodded as I finished the muffin and started on the toast.

"I can understand if you dont want to believe me. I wouldnt believe me, if I hadnt lived it." She said, sipping on the last of her current drink. She did resemble them, once you knew. Had the high cheek bones, the smooth pale skin and the strong good looks that represented the Black family.

Truth or not, she seemed to be friendly enough, even if abit crazy at this point.

"Whats your name?"

"Now you've asked the right question. Rachel Weasley, pleasure to meet you Alexia." She smiled.

"So.. you married a Weasley? Does your family know?"

She shrugged "Most likely. It was just before the war, with my father working at the ministry at the same time as my father in law I would be surprised if the news of my marriage hadnt reached them one way or another."

I once again nodded. "And the boy?"

She grinned ear to ear. "That would be my son, Gideon. Little trouble maker extraordinaire, though we call him Dean, more appropriate for a small child then his formal name."

We talked for a couple more hours before we both had to leave, we exchanged contact details with the intention of speaking more at a later time. She was a very bright woman, strong willed and a humour that wouldnt relent. It was still hard to picture her being part of the family I had married into, she was the polar opposite to the lot of them. She actually had a heart.

And not to mention Dean had stolen my heart.

The house was the same when I returned, no Draco just house elves busy at work. I showered and changed into some grey jogging bottoms and a baggy blue t-shirt to cover my growing stomach. It was noticable now, atleast to my eyes anyway, we had gone to see a Medi-Witch the previous week to be told I was around the 4 month mark. We wouldnt find out the gender for another month, something I was fairly nervous about. I personally didnt care what the baby was as long as it would be happy and healthy but everyone seemed to be fixated on the idea of having a boy.

I suppose that was to be expected, being a Malfoy and all.

The front door slamed shut with a harsh bang as I sat in the kitchen munching on some chips and mayonaise.

"Mistress, should I tend to Master Malfoy?" Harvey the kitchen elf asked nervously. I shook my head and stood up from my stool carefully.

"Its fine Harvey, have your supper. I'll see to him." He nodded and scurried off to his quarters to eat as I left the kitchen. The door to his office was surprisingly open and his footsteps could be heard from inside. I carefully walked towards the door and paused outside as another person could be heard.

"Im sick of this." He slurred on his words to the other person. "Its so fucking annoying you know."

"I know Draco, must be difficult being married so young." A woman spoke, only slightly stumbling on her words. What in the blue fuck was another woman doing in our house?

"I mean its alright sometimes. But other times its like fuck, what did I agree to? Not to mention she's losing her figure. She was hot before but damm its just disappearing." How fucking dare he

"Maybe she thinks because you're married now that you're stuck with her however fat she gets. And besides.."

"Besides?"

I heard her heels move accross the wooden floor. "My figure isnt going anywhere." She replied seductively.

From that all I saw was red before I practically threw the door off its hinges, startling the two people inside. The brunette jumped back across the room in her white heels and grey cocktail dress. Draco remained sat on the edge of his desk wearing the his black work suit, minus the jacket and his tie.

"What the fuck do either of you think you're doing right now?" I shouted at them, my wand was itching my back pocket, wanting to come out and say hello to the skank.

"We were just talking Aleeex, nothing else." He replied, attempting to stand up before dropping back to his desk.

"Just talking my ass! I heard you! Fucking hell. My figure is disappearing huh? Thats your fault and you know it!"

The woman snorted, placing a hand on her hip. "Please hunny, dont blame Draco for you getting so fat. He cant stop you from pigging out that you balloon." She said cockily.

"Please Sweetie, if you knew anything you'd know that it is his fault due to the fact that Im fucking Pregnant you ignorant, little fuckwit who should just go back to where ever the fuck she came from." I hissed, about ready to rip her limb from limb. Her face paled slightly.

She turned to my husband. "You never said she was pregnant." He looked extremely uncomfortable as he should right now, just wait till I was finished with him. They'd be scrapping ferret out of the floor boards for years.

She snapped her eyes back on me before crossing her arms across her chest.

"It doesnt matter anyway, he doesnt care about you. He cares about me." She said matter of factly. At this Draco looked angry.

"Anna Stop it, thats enough." He said finally joining the conversation.

"No, I wont. I always get what I want, and I was damm close till fatty here interupted."

"Fuck you." I said, I was beginning to shake and my stomach began to throb as if the baby was telling me to calm down.

"Just fuck off and leave your husband to me. It's not like you can satisfy him like I could given the chance." She strolled over to where I stood. She was taller then me by a few inches, though the shoes must of helped, and she moved right up to my face smirking like a fucking goblin after finding a jackpot of gold.

"Face it, you and your brat need to vanish before I make you vanish." My arm drew back in a fluent motion before it flew forward connecting fist to face, leaving one slut lying on the floor craddling her blooded nose.

"Mother fucker, I swear if you dont leave right now I will torture you into insanity and leave you drooling on the floor." She gave me a fearful look before disappearing in a harsh crack. Draco looked at me with wide eyes as I tried to calm my breathing.

"Alex-"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." I said simply.

"We werent going to do anything I swear." He said making his way carefully to where I stood. I held my bump in my hands and eyed him wearily. He came close before I stepped back from him.

"Am I that repulsive?"

He blinked at me. "Am I now so disgusting thats why you've been avoiding me?"

"No, thats not it!"

"Then what Malfoy?" I screamed at him "You bitch about me, I'm annoying, I'm fat what else have you said about me? Merlin, you make me sick! I'm your wife, your pregnant wife! But you think its alright to bring back little sluts to OUR home, talk shit about me then try and make things go away? Fuck you Draco!" The throbbing in my stomach began to speed up slightly, I rubbed my hands across it trying to soothe the creature within.

"Alex, please you're over reacting. Calm down its harmful to the baby." He answered calmly, reaching for me.

Bitch please, at this point I was a woman on the war path.

"Dont Touch ME!" I stormed from the room and up the stairs towards the bedroom. He followed close behind me, his words were deafened by the sheer anger that consumed me at that moment. Looking back I may have been a little over reacting but at the time it was justified.

So I'm back to writing yay! And I do hope you've enjoyed this chapter. New Characters Rachel And Gideon will be popping up more and more often and eventually I will be writing Rachel's story.

Any guess to which Weasley she Married?

I'll give a mention to the people/person who guesses right? :D

Anywho, please review kindly and continue ready.

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