"You can't leave!" Madelena shouted at the two, their bags in hand, their coats ready to protect them from the cold outside.

"Madelena you don't get to make that decision!" Elise shouts back.

"I am your mother, I do still have authority here." Madelena calmed her voice.

"No, you don't. You made that clear when you slapped my-" but she stopped and didn't know what to say.

"We are still your parents Elise." Victor interrupted the silence. "We will always find a way to come and be in your life. And you will not take away our presence in your child's life either." Elise slammed the door shut and without thinking began going down the stairs, walking past the elevator.

"Elise," Draco called to her, her pace was quick- or as quick as she could go- but it was slowing down now. "Elise?" He called louder down to her. "Elise!" He shouted before following down the stairs to her, he quickly met up with her and stopped her. "You do realize, you just took the stairs right?" He smiled like it was hilarious and crazy.

She paused for a second, "Of course," she tipped her chin higher and matched his smile, until she saw a very charming-looking Charlie, her smile melted away.

Draco caught the shift of mood and turned to where her gaze had been taken too, and his smile too disappeared, but his smile turned into an annoyed face.

"Elise, you're leaving so soon?" Charlie called to her, noticing her luggage.

"It would seem so," she nodded.

"Can I do anything to make you stay?" He looked deep into her eyes, charming her for the millionth time.

"Write to me?" She raised a brow and smiled with a pink blush on her cheeks.

"Of course." He smiled back, perfect white teeth shining.

"Sorry to interrupt this, but we really must go, Elise." Draco slipped his arm around her waist and rushed her along.

"Draco-" she tried to get out of his grasp but he didn't let her go, "Ask my parents for my information!" She shouted before the door shut behind them.

"I know your pregnant and all but can you hurry Elise? Please," and that's when she stopped walking.

"Please?" She repeated in a playful tone now.

Draco scoffed. "We are in a hurry Elise, this is not a game."

"But you said please, there must be something terribly wrong. Are you sick?!" She laughs.

"Elise, talk, and walk." He grunts.

"So grumpy," but she speeds up her pace to catch up with him.

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Draco didn't know what to expect or feel when they Apparate to his home, so many good memories and so many more bad memories are here that he didn't necessarily want to relive again, but of course, he couldn't share or show any of this to Elise.

"Welcome to Malfoy Manor," Draco says impatiently and hesitates to knock.

"Would you like me to knock?" Elise asks beside him.

"No," he says but is still hesitant. Elise groans and has little patience for Draco at the moment and knocks for him, full of nerves and sudden exhaustion.

The front door opens almost right away and a young woman answers it. "Master Draco," she bows as if he was royalty, Elise holds in a laugh.

"Grace," he bows his head and walks past her into the house.

"Mother, father?" Draco calls.

"Lounging, there's tea," Narcissa answers and awaits her son.

Draco takes a deep breath before walking to his parents, forgetting about the Pregnant girl he has brought into the house.