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The Dragon's Egg

Thats So Raven

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The Dragon's Egg

Thats So Raven

Chapter Three: Family Time

Ginny tucked Skylar into bed and set her packed bag under her bed. She walked out of Skylar's room into the living room and lay down on the sofa, closing her eyes.

It was as if everything from her past had decided to come back now. Draco was back, not that he ever went anywhere, and she would have to face her parents.

She had left The Burrow in fear of what her family would say once they found out that she was pregnant and the father was Draco Malfoy, of all people. Yes, they loved her a lot, but having a baby at seventeen was not acceptable. They wanted her to have the best future she could possibly have, and a baby would not help her at all.

Ginny got up off of the couch and went to kitchen; she opened the drinks cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Elderflower wine. She had had the wine only once, on a special occasion, the opening of her hotel. She took out a wine glass and watched as the wine slid down the side until it filled up the glass. She lifted the glass to her lips and drank the contents, letting it burn her throat on the way down. She drank glass after glass until she felt she had had enough. She put the bottle back in the cabinet and stumbled back to her room. When she got into her room she plopped down on her bed and instantly fell asleep.

The next morning she woke up to Skylar was jumping up and down on her bed, "Mummy, Mummy! You have to wake up and make me breakfast!"

"Skylar, what did I tell you about jumping on beds!?" Skylar stopped jumping on the bed and sat down, cross legged. Ginny walked into the kitchen and made toast and eggs.

When Skylar finished eating Ginny told her to go into her room and find any remaining toys she would like to take.

Once she heard Skylar shuffling about up stairs, she got the bottle of wine again. She didn't even bother to get a glass, she drank straight out of the bottle. She closed her eyes as the pain in her head felt slightly better, when Skylar came running back into the living room.

"Mummy! What time will Mr. Draco be here?"

Ginny growled, "I do not know Skylar! He'll come whatever time he bloody feels like it!" Ginny rolled her eyes and put threw the empty bottle into the bin.

Skylar took a few small steps back, tears forming in her eyes; she turned around and ran up to her room.

"Bullocks! What in the name of Merlin have I done?" Ginny quickly stood up, which she realized was a mistake. She let her head stop spinning before she walked to Skylar's room.

"Skylar..." Ginny said as she slowly opened the door. Skylar was on her bed, hugging her teddy bear, eyes still red but no tears falling down. Ginny picked up Skylar from her bed, "Skylar, I'm so sorry. A lot of things are happening in Mummy's life right now, and she is having a hard time dealing with it." She kissed the top of Skylar's head, "Mummy won't shout at you again."

Skylar's arms went around her mums neck, "Mummy, I wuv you, I weally do!"

"I know, Sky, I know." Ginny sat Skylar back down on her bed and brushed some hair out of her eyes. The door bell rang and Skylar hopped of the bed to go answer it. "Sky, don't answer the door. You don't know who it is yet."

"Yes I do!" Skylar challenged her mum.

"Oh really, who is it?"

"Mr. Draco!"

"How do you know?"

Skylar shrugged, "I dunno, I just know."

"Well, go and get your bags from your room, alright?" Skylar nodded and left to her room. Ginny opened the door and sure enough, it was Draco. "Wow," she muttered under her breath, Skylar was right…but then again, who else would be coming to the house?

"Miss me that much?" Ginny stepped away from the door and Draco came into the house.

"No!" Ginny glared at him and he closed the door.

"Where is she?" Draco asked. Not waiting for an answer he continued, "That's alright, I'll call for her. Skylar!" He bellowed, his loud voice bouncing off the wall, Ginny's head catching the rebound.

"Ow!" Ginny put a hand over her head, "Don't shout!"

"What happened to you?" Draco asked, "Surely, you weren't drinking, no responsible mother would do that."

"Shut up, you." Draco smirked, "So…I had a little to drink; what's it go to do with you?" Knowing that Draco was probably going to say something witty, she continued, "Don't answer that."

"For starters you should rest until your headache goes away. I don't suppose you have a hangover potion, because why would the world's best mother need one of those?" Draco said sarcastically, "Once your headache is gone, you should think about going to tell your parents. They have the right to know. It is their grandchild after all." Draco shuddered at the thought.

Ginny eyed him suspiciously, "How did you know I never told my family?"

"I would vaguely remember receiving nearly ten howlers."

Ginny grinned as Skylar came back down the stairs with her bag. She handed the bag to Draco who put it on his shoulder, "What in Gabriel's name is Barbie?"

Ginny laughed, "It's a toy, one of Skylar's favorites. Who's Gabriel?"

"We'll see how long that lasts." Draco said aloud, "Gabriel is a great, great, great, great, great, you see where I'm going?" Ginny nodded, "Grandfather."

"I see…"

Draco turned to Skylar, "Are you ready to come home with me?"

She nodded her head shyly, "Is mummy coming too?"

Draco looked up at Ginny and then back at Skylar, "No, it's just me and you."

"How did you get here?" Ginny asked.

"I drove, believe it or not."

Ginny shook her head, "No, I don't."

"Come and look for yourself." Draco opened the door and led Ginny and Skylar outside to his car. "I figured Skylar was used to Muggle transportation.

The car that met Ginny's eyes was a black Jaguar, "Nice…"

Draco frowned, "Nice? That's all you have to say?"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "I'm sorry, Mister Malfoy. Your car is absolutely extravagant! I like it ever so much."

Draco ignored Ginny and sat Skylar in the back of the car with her bag. He buckled her seat belt and turned to face Ginny again.

"When is her birthday?"

"August 31st, less than a fortnight away."

Draco nodded as he got in the car, "Alright, we'll be going now." He put the car in reverse, "See you in a few years." He winked. "Goodbye, Virginia."

He pulled out of the driveway, Skylar in the back seat waving frantically at her mother.

~*~

When Skylar entered Malfoy Manor, she tilted her head all the way back and looked around.

"Do you like it?" Draco asked, Skylar nodded, "I'll show you to your room." Draco took her hand in his and walked up the stairs.

A few flights later they reached a landing and walked down the hall. He opened a door, and Skylar immediately ran to the bed. She jumped on it and exclaimed, "Nice and jumpable!" She got down from the bed and scanned the room, "I think this will do."

Draco smirked, "How about we go and get some lunch?"

Skylar nodded and held her hand in the air, Draco picked her up instead, "You can't tell your mum what I'm about to do, alright?" Skylar nodded as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Draco closed his eyes and apperated into the Three Broomsticks.

Skylar gasped as she looked up at all the strange grown ups and their children, who were staring at her and her father the same way. "Mr. Draco…" She started, "Where are we?"

Draco walked Skylar to his table and sat down on one side of the booth, Skylar on the other. "What did you call me?"

"Mr. Draco."

"Skylar, you know who I am, don't you?" She nodded, "So what should you call me?"

Skylar shrugged, "Fewwet?" Draco scowled, "Daddy?"

"All of my life, I never would have thought that someone would call me that," Draco said in disbelief.


~*~


Ginny stepped out of the shower, feeling 100% better. She dressed casually, with no make up; she knew her parents didn't think she needed make up. After checking how she looked once more, she stepped into the fireplace and yelled, "The Burrow!"

She felt the familiar lurch in her stomach as everything spun around. She landed one her hands and knees in the living room of the burrow. She stood up and dusted herself off.

"Ginny?" Her mother said in a shocked tone.

"Yes mum, it's me."

"Arthur! Get in here! Quickly!" Molly shouted.

"What?" He asked as he walked into the room. "Ginny?" He stared at her in astonishment.

Ginny smiled nervously, "I know you're both surprised to see me but...I...err...well you see..." Ginny didn't know where to start. Before she could continue, she felt someone hugging her.

"Oh Ginny, we missed you so much! Why didn't you ever owl?"

"I missed you too mum." Ginny stepped back from her parents and looked at them, they still looked the same, "I have something really important to tell you. It has a lot to do with why I left and...I don't know how you're going to react." Ginny said honestly.

"Come into the kitchen dear. I'll make a spot of tea and you can tell us all about it." Ginny nodded and walked into the kitchen with her mum and dad.

How should I put this? What's the easiest way? There is no easy way. Hullo, Mum, Dad, I know I've been gone for three years now, but it's alright I've been fine. I have a daughter, Skylar, oh her father you ask? Draco Malfoy, isn't that nice? Ginny put her head in her hands, trying to stop the on going battle.

Molly sat down next to Arthur, across from Ginny, "Gin, you can tell us now."

"Well..." she started.

'Just say it! I can't! You have to some time! But...what will they say? That's what you were afraid of in the first place. Just say it already!'

"For the past three, almost four, years you two have been grandparents. Well, grandparents to my child anyway." Ginny looked down at the table as her parents were in silence.

"Who's the father? What's her name? What does she look like?" Arthur asked.

Ginny lifted up her head, "Her name is Skylar Rose. She looks like me but her nose is pointy." Ginny laughed, "Her hair is nearly the same, and she has grey eyes."

"She sounds beautiful!" Molly said.

"And that she is! She's a regular bundle of joy! Extremely clever, for a three year old." Ginny looked over at her dad who wasn't smiling like Molly.

"Who is the father, Gin?"

Ginny took a deep breath. "You have to promise you won't go mental on me." Molly nodded; Arthur continued to stare at her. "Draco Malfoy." Ginny said and closed her eyes tight shut waiting for the yelling and shouting but it never came.

She heard a chair scraping on the wooden floor. She opened her eyes to see her mum pouring tea into the cups.

Arthur was beside himself in rage, "Draco Malfoy? Did I hear you clearly? Draco Malfoy. The son of the man who has hated our family since...forever!?"

"Daddy, please stop shouting! It was all a..." Ginny stopped. She didn't know whether to tell her parents the truth or to lie. A lie seemed to be much better in this situation, "Draco and I love each other, very much! If you two can't cope with it then...I don't know, I suppose we just won't come anywhere that we are not welcome."

"Oh Ginny you're always going to be welcome here no matter what!" Molly said handing Ginny the cup of tea, and glaring at her husband.

"Thanks mum. That means a lot."

'See, you left for absolutely nothing. Shut up you!'

"I have an idea…"

"What might that idea be?" Her mum asked.

"Well, you've never met Skylar before or really got to know Draco for who is, and Skylar's fourth birthday is in a fortnight. It would be a really good chance for her to meet her family and for you to talk with Draco, if that's alright with you."

"Of course it's alright!" Molly face beamed, "Let's start planning!"

"Is it alright with you, daddy?"

"Yes, Yes, I just...don't understand it Gin. I just don't understand."

"I'm sorry if I disappointed you in any way dad. I can't do everything that you want me to!"

"No Ginny...But why Malfoy? I'm willing to bet the two of you aren't even married. Seeing as how there is no ring on your finger."

"Dad I'm sorry. But I promise everything will be explained later! I promise!" Ginny reached over the table and hugged him.

"Okay Gin, we can have a party here." Ginny looked at her dad and smiled. He smiled back at her.

"Do you want it to be a surprise party?" Ginny nodded, Molly began telling her the ideas that came rushing into her head, when something occurred to her, "Wait...where is she?"

"With Draco." She answered simply, "Thursday is the exact day of her birthday, so we should have it on Thursday. We can get Fred and George to do fireworks; they still have their joke shop, don't they?"

Molly nodded and sighed, "Oh Gin, it's been so long!"

Ginny smiled, "I know, mum, I know."

"Wait, Gin, how are we going to pay for all of this?" Arthur asked.

"Oh it's alright; I'll pay for the extra things. The food will be home made though."

"But how are you going to pay for it?"

"You see, after I had...err left home I ended up trying to get a job, but no one wanted to give a job to a pregnant seventeen year old. At first I used up all of my savings to rent out a flat for a couple of months until I had Skylar. That's an entirely different story though. I ended up working in a hotel, the owner and I were close and when she passed away, she had no children. On her will it said the hotel was left to me, I had the right to do whatever I wanted with it. That's basically it."

"What's the name of it?"

"It's the Virginia-Sky Suites. I used my name and part of Skylar's." Ginny told her mum.

"Arthur we should stay there sometime!" Molly said.

"Yeah, of course. Now if you two don't mind. I'm going to go and finish my afternoon nap! And let you finish your planning!" Arthur said as he stood up and left the room.

Ginny turned back around to look at her mum. They grinned at each other and started to plan where the tables and everything was going to go.

~*~

After lunch in the Three Broomsticks, Draco and Skylar walked to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.

"Mr. Malfoy! How wonderful to see you again!" Madam Malkin said as they entered the store, "What can I do for you today?"

"I need someone to be fitted."

Madam Malkin nodded, "Whom?"

"Skylar." Skylar stepped in front of Draco and smiled.

"She's beautiful! Is she your cousin? Niece?"

"She's my daughter." Draco smirked at the look on her face.

"Well, right this way." She led them to a room in the back, and began to measure Skylar, "Is there a specific color you would like?"

"Black, forest green and dark blue."

"Won't be a moment." Madam Malkin said and walked out of the room.

"What am I getting?" Skylar asked.

"A robe."

"Like the kinds you wear out of the bath?"

Draco shook his head, "Not that kind."

"Well! What kinds!"

Then it clicked, "Has your mum told you about Hogwarts?"

Skylar nodded, "It my night-night stories. She told me about Hoggywarts, and Dumbleedore."

Draco sighed, "We have a lot of talking to do. If you are to be a true Malfoy, we'll have to start from the very beginning. To commence: do you know what your last name means?

"Which one? Weasley or Malfoy."

"You only have one last name, Malfoy."

Skylar frowned, "But mummy said-"

"That's what your mother told you. Now this is what I'm telling you, okay?'

"Yes sir."

Draco eyes locked with the silver orbs like his own, she called him sir. He was not a sir, he was her father.

Draco kneeled down by Skylar, "Your mum and I are living in two different worlds, you may not like it but you will have to adapt to both environments." He told her, 'Oh great' he thought, 'just talk to her like she's an animal.'


Madam Malkin walked back into the room, with three robes in her hand, "Are these alright, Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco raised an eyebrow, "Alright for what?"

"Your daughter, sir."

"Where did you get these?"

"In the back, sir. We had some this size and-"

"This is a mockery! Am I not Draco Malfoy?"

"Yes you are sir; I don't seem to understand the problem."

"Malfoy's do not wear robes that you found in the back; they are to be hand made to fit the wearer, perfectly. With a silver M sewn into it, and the lining made of the finest silk!" Draco complained to her.

"I am sorry sir, I will get to work on that, immediately." She said through gritted teeth.

"Good, I'll be back in a week to pick them up." She nodded and held the door open for the two to walk out of the room.

How Draco loved being a Malfoy, being respected unquestioningly by the Wizarding world.

After leaving the shop Draco picked up Skylar and they apperated home. The house elves already had dinner on the table. They ate in silence, except for when Skylar would ask a question and Draco would answer it as best he could.

After dinner Draco walked Skylar up into her room and sat her down on her bed. He called for Syria the house elf.

"Yes sirs, what can Syria do for you?"

"Get some bath water ready, and give Skylar a bath." The house elf nodded and disappeared.

"But mummy always gives me a bath." Skylar pouted.

"Pouting won't always get you your way." Draco said, sounding like his father, 'Maybe Virginia was right, you don't know how to raise a child'.

"Mummy always gives me a bath!"

Draco sighed, "Alright, come on." He held out his hand, and she took it, smiling. They walked to the bathroom across the hallway to the bathroom where Syria was adding bubbles to the water.

She turned around and screamed, "Oh! Mr. Malfoy, sirs, you gave Syria such a fright!"

"I'll be giving Skylar her bath tonight; you can go back to your chambers and have the night off."

Syria smiled, "Thank you sirs, so much, thank you!" Syria then left the bathroom.

"Umm." Draco nervously licked his lips, "Well…get in."

"I wish mummy was here."

"Well your mother won't be with you every minute of your life, so get used to it." Draco snapped.

Skylar's face was blank as she took off her clothes and got into the bath. Draco took off his robe and rolled up the sleeves of his white, button up shirt. He took a towel out from under the sink and wet it. He picked up bar of soap and rubbed the towel against it.

After washing her up he washed her hair, making all the simple mistakes, getting shampoo in her eye and water up her nose. 'When do normal children learn to wash themselves?' He thought as he wrapped a towel around Skylar.

He carried into her room, and put her night gown on. He tucked her into bed and began to make his way out of the room when a voice called him back.

"Will you open the window?" She asked, "Mummy always leaves it open."

Draco turned around, walked to the window, and opened it up, "Happy?" Skylar nodded and snuggled back under the covers.

Draco closed her door and walked into his room; he took a quick shower and got into bed around nine, exhausted by having looked after Skylar all day.

He slept for at least an hour, he guessed, when his door opened and Skylar walked in, crying.

She stood at the side of his bed, holding her arms up; she was too small to climb into the bed by herself.

Draco picked her up and placed her on his bed next to him, "What's wrong?"

She sniffled, "I had a bad dream."

Draco awkwardly patted her on the back, "It's okay, and you're as safe as you'll ever be in this manor." It seemed to help calm down, "You can sleep here for tonight."

Skylar nodded and got under the blankets, "Goodnight, Daddy."

"Goodnight, Skylar." He lay back in the bed and closed his eyes, soon falling into a peaceful slumber next to his daughter.

************

Chapter Four! I say that every time, and I hope you enjoyed this! Is Draco still okay? I don't want him to soften up just yet, as he did when I wrote this before. This version of The Dragon's Egg is going to be very different from the previous one. So if you've read that one, I do recommend you read this one too.

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That's all for now! Till next chapter, (Maybe a week or something)