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Don't Embrace the Past	By : AnasellaEmm Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3065 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: The chapter title comes from the song, �Goodnight and Go� by Imogen Heap

Chapter 4: Why'd You Have To Be so Cute?
Samira read through the potion ingredients for the third time that day. One of her employees had accidently bottled the wrong type and now Samira was trying to find a way to decipher what type of potion they had actually bottled.

The fireplace in her average-sized office came to life in green flames.

�Miss Dunvale, you have a caller on floo 2,� the crisp, solid tone of her secretary�s voice called out through the flames.

Samira looked up. �Put them on through, Macy.�

The flames changed back to their normal color and then instantly turned back into the floo green colors.

Samira went back to reading the potion ingredients. �This is Samira Dunvale speaking.�

�And this is Draco Malfoy speaking,� the voice from the fireplace said.

Samira lifted her head up quickly, a smile on her lips as she saw his handsome face in the green flames. �Hello, Draco. How are you today?�

�Great, now that I�ve seen you,� Draco said.

Samira withheld a silly girlish sigh and smiled. �That�s very sweet, Draco. Thank you. But I have to ask, how did you get my work floo?�

�From the financial records I do for your company,� Draco�s head said.

�Are you at work right now?� she asked.

�Yes, I�m about to go on my lunch break and was wondering if you�d like to join me. I�ve been thinking about you constantly since last Friday and I just need to see you again,� Draco said in one breath.

Samira smiled. �I�d love to have lunch with you. Why don�t you come through the floo while I finish up one thing and then we can go.�

She tried to ignore the wave of heat that overwhelmed her when she saw his tall and well-built body come out of the fireplace. She quickly wrote down the side effects of the potion and put it away on the shelves as he strode to her desk.

He leaned close to her and kissed her cheek, reminding her of how wonderful his lips felt against her skin.

�Ready to go?� he asked, dressed in a business suit instead of wizarding robes. They looked quite dashing on him, Samira admitted modestly to herself.

She nodded her head and took a hold of his hand as she led him out of her office.

They passed by the secretary.�Macy, I�m going out for an early lunch. I�m expecting a floo from Cassandra Carmichael about the new order of Glucophanio potions she asked for. If she asks for me, tell her that our meeting has been postponed to Wednesday so that my father can be in attendance,� Samira said.

Draco couldn�t help but feel a certain pride and attraction at how efficient and confident she was as a leader for the company. Who knew that a working woman would turn a Malfoy on so much?

�This is Draco Malfoy,� she introduced. �And Draco, this is Macy Miller, my executive assistant.�

Draco shook hands with the elderly woman. She might have been old, but her severe look and tightly pulled bun reminded him of Professor McGonagall, who could terrify him even on her good days.

�Malfoy did you say?� Macy asked looking at him with scrutiny and quirked an eyebrow.

�Yes, Mr. Malfoy and I are going out to lunch,� Samira said, a hard edge coming into her voice. �I�ll be back later. Come on, Draco.�

Draco nodded goodbye to the secretary and followed Samira to the lifts.

When they were out of eye and earshot of the secretary, Samira threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tight. Draco almost groaned at how warm her body was against his and how her breathing tickled his neck.

�I�m sorry about her. She really is so sweet, but her tongue works faster than her brain,� Samira said, speaking softly in his ear.

Draco smiled. �It�s ok Sami, I told you I�m used to it, and she was harmless compared to others.�

�I like the way you say my name,� she pulled back and looked at him, not removing her arms from around his neck.

�Sami?� he asked, looking into her deep brown eyes and trying not to get lost in the mystery behind them.

She nodded and surprised both herself and him by leaning up and giving him a soft kiss on the lips. The �ding� that sounded as the lift arrived broke their warm embrace. He smiled at her and led her into the lift, which was unfortunately occupied by another person.

�Hello there, Samira, how are you today?� a short elderly man asked, looking up from a piece of parchment.

�Hello, Nathan. I�m fine, just going out to lunch,� she said politely. �Nathan, this is my friend Draco Malfoy and Draco, this is my father�s right-hand man, Nathan Miller.�

�Hello sir, nice to meet you,� Draco said, extending his hand.

�Oh ho, my boy, nice to meet you as well!� the man said jovially.

�Nathan is Macy�s husband. They�ve worked for my father since he started the company,� Samira explained.

�So he�s met the missus?� Nathan asked. �Hope she wasn�t too brutal. That woman should have her tongue glued to the top of her mouth.�

Samira chuckled. �She was agreeable enough.�

�Well don�t you mind her. I�m sure she probably made some snide comment about your last name, but she�s just bitter with anyone whom she doesn�t know. I�m sure if Harry Potter himself came up to her, she�d have some rude thing to say about him as well.�

Draco forced a polite smile onto his face. He liked this man, but didn�t like any conversation that mentioned his former school rival.

�Here�s my floor,� he said as the �ding� rang out again. �I�ll see you again, Samira. Nice meeting you, Mr. Malfoy.�

They said goodbye to him and Samira turned to Draco the minute the lift doors had closed again.

She smiled at him and held both of his hands in hers. �I�ve also been thinking about you non-stop since our last date. What was it? Six days ago? That was simply evil making me wait that long,� she said, a shy smile lingering on her lips.

Draco laughed and drew her closer, keeping his hands clasped in hers. �I didn�t want to seem desperate.�

Samira�s laugh filled the enclosed space like a song. Draco reveled in its soft and appealing tones. �So making me go slowly crazy waiting for you to contact me was a much better idea?�

Draco shrugged and almost leaned down to kiss her when the lift rang out again, signaling their arrival to the last floor.

�Sam-a-lam-a-ding-dong!� a voice called out from across the foyer of the first floor.

Samira groaned as they walked out of the lift. Draco saw a tall man, with the same complexion of skin as Samira and the same dark hair and eyes. He had a guess as to who that person was.

�Hello, Michael,� she said, greeting her older brother.

�And where do you think you�re running off to? We have the executives meeting at noon,� Michael said.

�If you kept your desk neat and organized, you might have seen the memo that I left on your desk. The meeting has been moved to tomorrow. I�ll see you later, bye Michael,� she said, eager to leave before he started asking questions.

�Wait one second, Sam-a-lam-a. When did you meet our financial advisor?� he asked, looking at Draco.

�We met outside of the office,� she said, itching to leave.

�How are you today, Mr. Malfoy? Any problems with our accounts?� Michael asked.

�None at all and I�m pretty sure I�ve told you before to call me Draco,� he said.

Samira looked between them. �You two have met?�

�Once, when the charms department gained that surplus and we needed to approximate all our funds correctly. Draco here is quite the numbers genius,� Michael said.

Samira smiled. �Well, it�s been nice talking to you Michael, we�ll see you around,� she said, desperate to leave.

Michael smiled knowingly. �Alright, have fun on your lunch-date. When you get back, I�d like to see you in my office.�

Samira rolled her eyes and practically dragged Draco out of the building.

Draco laughed as they walked to the eatery right across the street from Dunvale Apothecary Inc. �So, your brother seems nice.�

Samira smiled back at Draco. �He is nice. But he�s also one gene short of being certifiably insane. I bet you everything I own that he wants to see me in his office to grill me about you. He has that big brother protective syndrome especially after� uh. So yeah, that was him.�

Draco noticed her slip-up and figured right then and there that he was going to find out what was going on with Samira Dunvale. He was going to be patient and wait for her to trust him enough to tell him. But he was going to find out. That was certain.

For the rest of the hour, they talked mostly business and a few side comments on their crazy families. In truth, they were having a very good time until two people walked into the restaurant.

�Oh god,� Draco mumbled under his breath as he caught sight of past acquaintances he would have rather never seen again.

Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger stood at the entrance of the restaurant, holding hands and looking like nothing short of newlyweds.

He hadn�t seen any of the Golden Trio since that horrible final battle that he tried to repress unsuccessfully. He especially tried to forget that he owed them his life, but his pride was too fragile to admit that out loud.

�Who are you looking at?� Samira asked.

Draco looked back to her and sighed. �Oh, just some people I knew from school.�

�Why don�t you go and say hi,� Samira said.

�We weren�t what you would call friends. In fact � we pretty much hated each other,� Draco said, taking a sip of his water and pretending that the two new occupants of the restaurant did not exist.

�Hated each other? Why?� she asked.

Draco thought for a moment. �I wasn�t the most amiable person when I was younger. And those two� well they were possibly the most annoying humans I�ve ever come across.�

Samira bit back a laugh. �They can�t be that bad.�

�I just don�t want to deal with all of that any more. I guess you can say it�s all in the past,� Draco said slowly, as if saying it all for the first time.

�So I shouldn�t expect you to be all chummy with them now, right?�

Draco smiled. �That will never happen. They have their friends, I have mine and hopefully, our social circles will never cross.�

Samira grinned understandingly. �So what was so bad about them?�

She was looking in their direction as they sat on the other side of the restaurant. They were speaking softly to each other and the red-headed one kept shooting obvious looks towards Draco.

�Well Granger was an annoying know-it-all who was the type that would hold up the class with her blasted questions. Some days, even the professors wanted to tell her to keep her fucking hand down because nobody gave two shits about the miscellanious comments she had.�

Samira�s jaw dropped. �Wow, that�s not very nice at all.�

Draco rolled his eyes. �You weren�t there, Sami. I don�t know what kinds of people you had over at Beauxbaton�s, but I�m sure every school has that one person who just loved to show how much they knew. It�s annoying. And I hated it.�

�So that�s why you hated her? Because she was smart?� Samira asked, with an eyebrow quirked.

Draco avoided her gaze. �Well that really wasn�t the only reason. She was a mud�muggleborn.�

Once again, Samira�s jaw dropped again. �You were about to say,� she brought her tone very low, �mudblood.�

Draco fiddled with the lemon wedge that was attached to his cup. �Sorry, habit.�

Samira nodded. �I forgot for a second about your whole family background. You�re just such a sweet guy that it�s easy to forget you were into all that.�

Draco had the decency to feel his face flush.

�But let me guess� she was a muggleborn and you were a pureblood, so it really grated your nerves that she was a better student in magic studies than you were.�

�Yeah, I guess looking back on it, that was another reason why I couldn�t stand her,� Draco said with a sigh. �Sometimes when I think about my schooldays, I remember what a complete idiot I was, you know?�

Samira smiled nervously. �Yeah, we were all a bunch of idiots.�

�And then there was Weasley, the red-head. Well, he was as annoying as a human can get. If Granger was smart, Weasley was equally dim-witted. Sometimes he was so thick I just wanted to scream. Not to forget that at that time, he was a blood-traitor, so I didn�t much care for him.�

Samira shook her head. �I�m glad I didn�t go to school with you,� she said teasingly. �You probably would have hated me right along with them.�

�I doubt that,� Draco said, still not meeting her gaze.

�My mother is a gypsy and during the war, gypsies refused to join either side, so the Dark side did not like them very much,� Samira said. She noticed Draco�s avoidance of her eyesight. �What�s wrong, Draco?�

Draco finally looked up at her. �The guilt just never goes away, Sami. I did so many awful things� and I said so many hurtful things. I just, I just wish that it had been different.�

Samira could see his emotions displayed vividly through his eyes. He had that characteristic about him, with his light-colored eyes; it was easy to read his mood and exactly what he was feeling.

�Oh, Draco. It�s in the past and you were just a kid. We all have things in our pasts that we�re not proud of. That�s what makes us human,� Samira said, putting her hand on top of his on the table.

He smiled as her small hand warmed his larger one. �Let�s change the subject, because frankly, my past is not a favorite topic of mine.�

Samira laughed. �Yeah, same here.�

�It�s almost time for me to go back to the office,� Draco said sadly, looking down at his watch.

�I�ve had fun today,� Samira said, standing up after Draco paid the bill and tipped the waitress.

�Me too,� Draco said, as they left the restaurant, with one last glance towards the Gryffindor couple near the door. As they walked towards Samira�s building, Draco held her hand. �Can I count on seeing you again?�

Samira nodded, finding it hard to form words as he rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. �Soon, I hope.�

Draco smiled and opened the door for her to enter. �Expect a floo from me, then.�

�I will,� Samira said and kissed his cheek before he walked away, leaving her aching for more of him. Damn, how he had that carnal effect on her body and mind.

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On Saturday morning, Draco picked up some floo powder and was about to throw it in the fireplace to call Samira, when a very loud and hasty knock sounded at his door.

He put the floo powder back and went to his door, wondering if his mother had gone crazy yet because he hadn�t seen her in; count them, four whole days.

He was mildly surprised to find Samira standing outside his door, holding a toddler, a baby bag and looking highly frazzled.

�Oh thank goodness, you�re home,� she said, looking near tears.

�Samira, I was just about to floo you, come in,� Draco said, holding the door open and taking the heavy bag from her. �How�d you know where I live?�

Samira stood near the couch and put what Draco assumed was her niece down on the couch to sit.

�I just checked our account records and then our business directory,� Samira said, pulling her hair away from her face.

�Are you going to introduce me to your little friend?� Draco asked, pointing to the girl on the couch.

�Oh, this is Melania, my niece. Say, �hi,� Melly,� Samira said, talking to the toddler.

Melania stayed quiet, staring at Draco with the biggest brown eyes he had ever seen. She was wearing a denim overalls dress over a pair of white onesies. She had fairer skin than Samira and Michael, but she had the same dark hair and eyes. Her hair was pulled into two, short, curly pigtails.

To put it bluntly, she was the cutest thing Draco had seen in a long time.

�She�s as cute as her aunt,� Draco said.

Samira forced a smile. �Oh, Draco, I have the biggest favor to ask of you.�

�What is it?� Draco asked, watching the two-year old stare him down eerily.

�Ok, so I�m supposed to watch Melania this whole weekend because my brother and his wife were called down to New Zealand for a Ministry conference. Well, they just left and an accident has happened down at the office. One of the weekend workers mixed some potion with another and there was this big explosion and my dad was there and he�s been sent to St. Mungo�s along with a dozen other employees and I have to run down there and help the Ministry with the investigation and then run over to the hospital and calm my mother down��

�Sami, take a breath, it�s ok,� Draco said, walking over to her and wrapping her in his arms.

Her body was tense and she was shaking a bit.

�You need me to watch the kid?� he asked, rubbing her back and receiving an intense stare from the child in question.

�Please,� she whispered. �I don�t know how long I�ll be gone and I can�t bring her with me because it�s just too much of a hassle toting around a two-year old around an explosion site which they have yet to clean up because they need my authority or something stupid and then I obviously can�t take her down to the hospital.�

�I�ll watch her, no problem,� Draco said, looking towards the extremely small person. She probably came up to his knee, how hard could watching her be?

�Thank you so much, Draco. I really, really am so sorry to come unannounced, but Rosa, Michael�s wife, is really one of my only friends and since she�s out of town, I couldn�t really find anyone to watch Melania. I owe you so much.�

Draco smiled. �It�s not a problem. She looks perfectly manageable.�

�Looks can be deceiving,� Samira mumbled under her breath.

�Huh?� Draco asked.

�Nothing,� Samira said. �I have everything you could possibly need in her baby bag. Nappies, extra clothes, her binky, her favorite bear crackers, a few toys, and a few other things I don�t really remember but that you will probably find use for later.�

Draco tried not to blink stupidly. �Um, she still wears nappies?�

�She just turned two years old. They�ve started potty-training her, but she�s still really young for that, so she hasn�t quite mastered that.�

�Does she talk?� Draco asked, starting to worry about his new assignment.

�Yes, but sometimes she doesn�t make much sense, so you have to use your best deciphering skills to figure out what she wants. But usually, she�s pretty precise about what she needs.�

Draco nodded and turned to look at the child. �Is there anything else I need to know?�

Samira shook her head. �She can eat anything and she usually will, so watch out for that. Oh, and she likes to wash her hands in the toilet, so keep an eye on her.�

Draco started laughing. �She washes her hands in the toilet?�

�Well, there was this kid�s show she watched once that sang a song about washing hands and since she can�t reach the sink, she just goes for the most accessible water source, which is the toilet.�

�Wow, she may be more trouble than I thought,� Draco said, assessing the girl�s mischievous smile.

Samira bit her lip. �I can always take her along with me if she�s too much.�

Draco shook his head. �No, I can handle it. We�ll be fine, won�t we, squirt?�

Melania smiled but didn�t say anything.

Samira let out a breath. �I still don�t know how to thank you, Draco.�

�Again, not a problem, Sami. Don�t worry about it,� Draco said.

Samira smiled and kissed his cheek. �Ok, Melania, you be a good girl for Draco. If I hear you�ve been misbehaving, then you will get into trouble with daddy and mummy and Auntie Sam.�

Melania cocked her head to one side and smiled a toothy grin.

�If she�s any trouble, Draco, just put her in the corner, facing the wall for two minutes,� Samira said, picking up Melania.

Draco rubbed the back of his neck. �Um, ok.�

Samira held Melania out to Draco. �You can take her out and just basically go about your regular day, just take the baby bag and you�ll be fine.�

Draco held out his arms for the girl, who surprisingly went to him and hugged him around the neck.

�I�m not going to lie, Sami, but I haven�t been around kids since I was one myself. But I promise, she�ll be fine and I won�t let anything happen to her.�

Samira looked relieved and smiled. �Thank you so much, Draco. You have no idea how much this means to me. I�ll be back hopefully by nightfall, so I�ll see you then.�

Draco nodded and held open the door for her with one arm and kept a firm hold on the little girl in his other. �Say bye to your Auntie,� Draco said.

�Bye Auntie Tham!� Melania screamed, making Draco wince since she was so close to his eardrum.

�Bye Melly, please be good!� Samira said and walked briskly down the hall and out of sight.

Draco closed the front door and looked at the kid in his arms. She looked back at him with interest.

�So� squirt, what are we going to do?�

Melania stared at him as a response.

�Ok, so you�re one of those selective speakers who speaks at random times. Good to know,� Draco said and walked over to the couch, sitting down and setting Melania in his lap to face him.

�Where is Auntie Tham?� she asked him.

�Oh, Auntie Sam went to work and then to go visit your granddad and grandmum,� Draco said.

�What'th your name?� Melania asked.

�Draco,� he responded. The kid sure had a short memory span.

�Raco,� Melania repeated.

�Close enough,� Draco said resignedly.

�Potty,� Melania said with a scheming smile.

�Now does that mean you want to go potty or that you want to go wash your hands in the toilet?�

Melania gave him a blank stare. �Potty is clean, Raco.�

�Yeah, ok...� Draco said. �What else would you like to do?�

�Elmo,� she said suddenly.

�Huh?�

�Elmo,� she repeated.

�What's an Elmo?� Draco asked, watching her little fingers play with the buttons on his shirt.

�Elmo!� she said with vehemence. �Please!�

�Um... squirt, I don't know what elmo means,� Draco tried to reason.

He knew he was in trouble when she looked up at him with tears swimming under her lashes and her lower lip slowly jutting out into the saddest, most adorable pout he had ever seen.

�Oh, don�t cry, please,� Draco pleaded.

�Elmo!� Melania said her eyelashes becoming saturated with tears.

�Can you tell me what Elmo means? I swear whatever it is, you can have it. Just don�t cry.�

�Elmo is on the T.B.,� she said with sniffle.

�What�s a T.B.?� Draco asked.

Melania burst into tears and buried her face on the front of Draco�s shirt. �Ok, this has officially started off very badly.�

A knock at the door was heard over Melania�s muffled sobs and screams. Draco picked her up and held her to his chest, where she refused to move and walked towards the door, hoping it was Samira with an explanation of what an elmo and T.B. were.

He opened the door to find his colleague and friend, Blaise Zabini, standing outside the door with a bemused expression. Blaise had worked for Draco ever since the start of Dragon Elgin Enterprises and had become a very close friend with the former Slytherin.

�I thought I heard a baby crying,� Blaise said, walking in and shrugging his cloak off his shoulders. �Thanks for telling me you had a kid. I thought I knew you so well before.�

Draco scowled at his friend�s smirk. �She�s not mine,� he yelled over the screams.

�Obviously,� Blaise said. �Why is she screaming?�

�She wants an elmo and a T.B. and I have no idea what those things are,� Draco replied. He tried bouncing Melania around, but her screams just grew louder.

�Why don�t you distract her with something else?� Blaise suggested.

Draco shook his head. �She�s somehow attached her self to my shirt and she has an incredible grip. This kid could bend steel if she wanted. OW!� Draco yelped. �She bit me!�

Blaise doubled over in laughter. �I like her already.�

Draco frowned and finally managed to pull her away from him, holding her at arm�s length, he saw her pout at him and sniffle.

�Elmo,� she said again.

�I�m sorry, squirt, but until you tell me what an elmo is, you�re not going to get it,� Draco said.

Melania glowered at him. �Elmo, now.�

�You can keep saying it, but it�s not going to just appear,� Draco said.

�Please?� she asked.

Her hopeful expression damn nearly broke his heart. �Oh God, Blaise, do you have any idea what an elmo is?�

Blaise shook his head and grabbed a Butterbeer out of the pantry. �Maybe it�s a muggle thing. Wait, you never told me who this kid is.�

�Oh, she�s Samira�s niece,� Draco said distractedly.

�Samira? The new bird you�re dating?� Blaise asked, propping his feet up on the kitchen table and taking a sip from the bottle.

�Yeah, there�s been an accident at her office and her dad got hurt, so I�m in charge of the squirt today.�

Blaise chuckled. �Good luck with that, mate.�

�I think she�s planning something, Blaise,� Draco said, watching Melania blink rapidly and stare at him with a look he couldn�t quite put his finger on. �She has this evil look about her. You have to tell me what an elmo is.�

�Cam we get ithe cream?� Melania asked sweetly.

Draco stared back at her. �You want ice cream?�

�Yeth,� she nodded.

�Um, ok. But it�s only 10 in the morning. It�s a bit early for ice cream,� he explained.

�Raco, we have to watch elmo,� Melania said.

�Watch elmo? Elmo is something you watch?� Draco asked.

He could hear Blaise laughing.

�Yeth, on the T.B.,� she said.

�T.B.? OH! It�s the muggle box that Sami has at her flat,� Draco recollected. �Ok, so since I don�t have a key to her place and I obviously don�t have one of those T.B.�s, it looks like we can�t watch this Elmo thing.�

�Why don�t you put her down and let her walk around. She looks like she should get rid of some of that pent up energy,� Blaise suggested.

Draco contemplated the advice. �Ok, squirt, here you go, walk around.�

He put her down and was surprised when she latched onto his leg. �No, Raco. Up!�

Draco picked her back up and she buried her face in his neck.

�Wow, she has you wrapped around her finger, mate,� Blaise mused.

Draco nodded and sat down next to Blaise. �Just like her aunt.�

Blaise laughed. �So have you shagged the aunt yet?�

�Not in front of the kid, Blaise, she picks up things,� Draco said.

�So that�s a no,� Blaise sniggered.

Draco rolled his eyes. �We�ve been on one date and then a lunch date and that�s it.�

�So?� Blaise asked.

�I�m not going to screw this one up,� Draco said. �I really like her.�

Blaise looked at Draco as if he had grown another head. �So if you really like her, do her.�

�You�re such a sensitive bloke,� Draco replied with a laugh, but then he stopped. �I think she fell asleep.�

Blaise looked at the girl who had her face buried in Draco�s neck. �Yep, she looks out for the count. Put her down and then let�s go out.�

Draco raised an eyebrow. �Blaise, make sure never to have kids and remind me never to let you babysit mine.�

�What? She�s just sleeping; she�ll be fine by herself. I wanted to show you this new place in Diagon Alley that just opened. It sells naughty women�s things, lingerie and the sort.�

�With every word you utter, I just lose more and more respect for you,� Draco said with a grin.

�Whatever,� Blaise said with a shrug. �So are you going to come with me or not?�

�I have to watch her,� Draco whispered, not wanting to wake Melania up.

�Then just bring her,� Blaise said obviously.

�I�m not taking her to a lingerie store,� Draco countered.

�You are getting so boring,� Blaise whined. �Fine, we�ll just walk around Diagon Alley, get the kid some ice cream when she wakes up and we can show her off.�

�Show her off?� Draco asked.

�Babies are total bird magnets. The ladies will be flocking towards us in packs,� Blaise said.

�You�ve lost your mind, Blaise. All those years of living in the dungeons might have addled your brain a bit,� Draco replied.

�Let�s just go please, because I have to be back at my flat by six tonight,� Blaise said, standing up.

�What do you have tonight?� Draco asked, standing up and picking up the baby bag Samira had left.

�Big date,� Blaise said cockily. �I am so going to score tonight.�

Draco shook his head as the two of them, plus a sleeping toddler, and a baby bag left Draco�s penthouse.

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�I want thtrawberry and cholocate and banilla and bludger banana and dwagon dingleberry,� Melania told Draco as they stood at the counter at Florean Fortescue�s.

�How about you pick just one, squirt,� Draco said. �I don�t want to have to deal with you throwing up on me.�

�Ummmmmm, dwagon dingleberry,� Melania said and then put her head on his shoulder.

�Oh my goodness, she is the cutest thing!� a female voice behind Draco and Blaise sounded.

Blaise gave Draco a smirk that clearly said: �I told you so.�

They turned to find a bleached-blonde woman wearing tight pink robes that shamelessly showed off her magically enhanced figure.

�What�s your name, cutie-pie?� she asked the little girl in Draco�s arm.

�Blaise,� Blaise said and stuck out his hand.

The blonde woman let out a high-pitched giggle. �You�re so silly,� she said flirtatiously, although she didn't remove her eyes from Draco.

Draco held on to Melania tighter, almost as a shield.

�Is she yours?� she asked, her intent perfectly clear.

Blaise shook his head, taking it upon himself to act as skank ambassador. �We�re just babysitting.�

�Oh, how interesting,� she said with a wide smile. �So would I be lucky enough to assume you�re single?�

�Yes, you would,� Blaise said, using his most charming smile at the same time that Draco said, �No, you wouldn�t.�

�Don�t listen to my friend here, we�re both single,� Blaise corrected.

�No,� Draco said. �I have a girlfriend.�

�You�ve been on two dates, mate. She�s not your girlfriend,� Blaise said.

Draco would have argued but he realized he didn�t really know if Samira was his girlfriend or not. They had only been on two dates and they�d never discussed their situation.

�RACO! Ithe Cream, NOW!� Melania squealed. She had noticed that her ice cream endeavor was being postponed due to the blonde witch.

Draco silently thanked the toddler and turned away from Blaise and the blonde woman. He grabbed the ice cream cone and handed it to Melania and left the ice cream shop quickly, not bothering to wait for Blaise.

The minute he stepped outside, he ran into two people who would have made Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley seem like a fun encounter.

�Draco! Dear, what a pleasant surprise!� Narcissa exclaimed, walking arm-in-arm with Lucius.

�Hello, mum, dad,� Draco said.

�I don�t recall you having any children, Draco,� Lucius said, a blond eyebrow quirked.

�Oh, Lucius don�t be thick. She�s obviously not his. Looks nothing like him,� Narcissa said.

�Mum�s right, this is Melania, Samira�s niece,� Draco said.

�Samira? This new girl you�ve been seeing?� Narcissa asked, a small smile on her face.

�Yes, she�s had an emergency at the office and so I�m watching the squirt,� Draco said.

�Well your squirt, as you call her, has found a new use for her ice cream and it doesn�t involve eating it,� Lucius mentioned.

Draco looked down to his arms to find Melania spreading the ice cream on her overalls dress and sticking her fingers into her hair.

�Lovely,� Draco said with a sigh.

�Draco, she is the most adorable child I have ever seen,� Narcissa said. �When are you going to give me some grandchildren to spoil?�

�Hmm, let me clean her up and then I�ll go work on getting you those grandkids,� Draco said sardonically, pulling his wand out to vanish the mess.

�Can I hold her?� Narcissa asked, holding her hands out to the little girl.

Melania immediately put her hands out to be held, as if she was glad to be getting away from Draco.

�Oh, Draco, I�ll just die if you don�t get married soon,� Narcissa said, cooing to the little girl in her arms.

Lucius rolled his eyes and shook his head. �Put me out of my misery, son, and do what your mother asks. And soon.�

Draco nodded his head dully, like he usually did when his parents gave him the �get married� speech. �I should get going, I don�t want Samira to worry if she goes to my place and I�m not there.�

�Have you fed Melania anything besides the ice cream today?� Narcissa asked, knowing her son better than anyone.

�Um� not really,� Draco said.

Narcissa sighed, but her smile betrayed her excitement. �Well, I�m coming with you to make sure this little angel gets fed and changed and played with. Isn�t that right, sweetheart?� Narcissa said in a sugary tone.

Draco and Lucius both rolled their eyes, but Draco actually felt grateful that his mother would help him. Especially when she mentioned changing.

�Let me just tell Blaise that I�m leaving and then we can go,� Draco said.

Narcissa was too busy playing with Melania to answer, so Draco bid his father goodbye and walked back into the ice cream shop, where Blaise was still talking to the blonde bimbo.

�I�m leaving, Blaise, I�ll see you at work on Monday,� Draco said, purposely ignoring the blonde.

�Bye, mate,� Blaise said distractedly.

Draco took one last disgusted look at the pair of them and left the shop, finding his mother and Melania in the same spot he left them.

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�No, you cannot use a wand to change her diaper, Draco. Magic and babies never, ever mix. I shouldn�t have let you clean her up with your wand before, but the ice cream was getting everywhere,� Narcissa explained as the both of them stood in Draco�s bathroom, staring down at Melania who was looking back at them with a bored look.

�So I have to do it the muggle way?� Draco asked, a horrified look on his face.

�I had to do it the muggle way with you,� Narcissa countered. �I pride myself on never getting you a nanny or letting the house-elves take care of you. I was a very good mum,� she said haughtily.

�That�s great mum, but it doesn�t get the kid�s diaper clean,� Draco said, running his hand through his hair.

�Oh, fine, I�ll do it, again,� Narcissa said exasperatedly.

Draco squeezed his mother and kissed her cheek. �You�re the best, mum.�

�Yes, I know. Now get out. Melania and I do not need you. Right, darling?� she asked, tickling Melania.

Draco sped out of the bathroom and plopped himself onto the couch.

It had been a very long day. Even with his mother�s help, Melania still ran him around his flat, making him chase her from room to room and twice ending up washing her hands in the toilet when he turned his back for the slightest second.

He had played every game imaginable with her, even sung a few songs and recited a few nursery rhymes, making his mother swear not to tell another living soul.

The knock at the door broke Draco�s relaxation. He opened it to find Samira on the other side, a smile on her face and a tired expression clearly written across it.

�Hey, Sami,� he greeted, stepping aside to let her enter.

�Hello, Draco, how did everything go?� she asked.

�It went� ok, I guess,� he replied, stealing a quick kiss from her.

�Draco, dear, who�s at the door� oh,� Narcissa stood at the entrance of the living room, holding Melania. �You must be Samira.�

Samira nodded her head dumbly. �Yes, um� and you must be Draco�s mother.�

Narcissa smiled and walked towards them. �I can see how much my son has spoken of me. Not very much, obviously.�

Samira laughed nervously, �I�m sorry, I didn�t expect to be meeting you looking like I just walked out of a homeless shelter. I�ve been running from the hospital and the office all day.�

�Oh don�t be silly, dear. I can see why Draco is absolutely besotted with you��

�Mum...� Draco warned. �None of that now.�

Narcissa smirked.

�I see that you and Melania are getting along,� Samira pointed out. �Usually, the minute she sees me, she starts squealing my name and running towards me.�

�Let me just say, that she is the most wonderful little child I�ve ever had the pleasure to meet. She�s just a doll,� Narcissa gushed. �I�ve been telling Draco to hurry up and get me some of my own grand��

�Mum! Really�� Draco pleaded.

�Oh, my mum is the exact same way,� Samira admitted. �Ever since my brother had Melania, my mother has been on my case.�

�And she�s absolutely right,� Narcissa said. �You two aren�t getting any younger��

�Ok, Mum. Thanks for all the help today, I think I hear dad through the floo,� Draco insisted.

Narcissa chuckled and handed Melania over to Samira, but not before giving the little girl one last kiss and hug. �I can see when I�m not wanted. It was nice meeting you, Samira. I hope to see you again, soon.�

Samira nodded. �Same, Mrs. Malfoy. And I do thank you for any help you gave Draco with Melania.�

�Not a problem, dear, and I pray that I will get to see the little angel again.�

Narcissa bid them both farewell and left through the floo, saying one last time that Draco needed to get his bum in gear and get her some grandchildren.

�Auntie Tham, Raco is take me to ithe cream, today,� Melania chatted happily to Samira.

�He did? Well isn�t that nice of him. Did you thank him?� she asked.

�Thankth, Raco,� Melania said, with an innocent smile.

Draco smiled back. �It was fun, Sami, I really kind of had fun with her today.�

�Yeah? That�s great! I was so afraid I would come back and find that she had mutinied against you in some sort of toddler rebellion and you would have vowed to never want to see me again,� Samira said with a laugh.

�Your imagination is a bit off,� Draco replied. �But I do have a question before you leave.�

�What is it?� Samira asked, picking up Melania�s baby bag and walking with Draco towards the door.

�What are we?� he asked seriously, leaning against the door.

Samira furrowed her brows. �That�s a very vague question, Draco.�

�I mean, what are we relationship wise?�

�Oh,� Samira bit her lip. �I�m not sure. Why? Did you get propositioned today?� she asked jokingly.

�Well I was asked if I was single and my friend told me that I was but I told him I had a girlfriend.�

Samira smiled. �And who is this girlfriend? Do I know her?�

Draco grinned back. �Yeah, she�s pretty much the most gorgeous girl on the planet besides this little squirt over here.�

Samira felt her cheeks warm up. If she was still blushing at this stage, then she really had to work on some things when it came to Draco Malfoy.

�I�ll have to meet her one of these days,� Samira replied.

Draco laughed. �Can I see you tomorrow, then?�

�I�ll still be babysitting tomorrow, but Michael and Rosa come back tomorrow night, so at around 7 pm I�ll be free.�

�Then tomorrow at 7, I�ll meet you at your flat,� Draco said.

Samira felt the proverbial butterflies swimming around in her stomach. �Ok.�

Draco leaned over and kissed her cheek.

�No kith Auntie Tham,� Melania said, pushing his face away with her sticky little hand. �Only kith me.�

Draco and Samira laughed. Draco kissed Melania on her chubby cheek and smiled when she giggled as if being tickled.

�You know, you�re really great with kids, Draco,� Samira said.

Draco shook his head. �Only because I�m not in charge anymore. Oh, and don't tell my mother."

With a smile, Samira said her goodbye, giving him one last peck on the lips, much to Melania�s disapproval, and left him standing by his door, feeling happier than he had felt in a long time.

A/N: Please review!! Sorry for the long wait but things like school and work are getting in the way. Bummer, huh?
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