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Katie's tea shop was a small café in London. It was run by a little old lady who reminded Harry of McGonnagal and it was known for its delicious sandwiches and it's welcoming attitude. Katie's tea shop was also the place where he was currently receiving some of the worst news that he had ever received.
” I'm sorry, you're what?”
Malfoy rolled her eyes and sighed irritably “I'm pregnant Potter. Please do try to keep up. I'm aware that you are not particularly intelligent but you're giving Greg a run for his money at the moment.”
” And I'm the father,” Harry was starting to hope that this was all a rather unpleasant dream. Knowing his luck it probably wasn't, but he didn't think that there was anything wrong with hoping.
” Unfortunately you are the only person that I've slept within the last six months. And Merlin knows what a huge mistake that was.”
Harry mind started to race. He had thought that fate would give him a break after the war was over, but that was evidently not the case. Merlin, she was pregnant. He could barely take care of a crup, let alone a baby. Not to mention that she was Malfoy, and she probably still hated his guts.
He wasn't sure what he thought of her. She wasn't as much of a bitch now that the war had ended, but they also had a lot of history. How could you raise a child with someone who had bullied you for most of your childhood?
Harry hadn't told Ron and Hermione about him sleeping with Malfoy. Mainly because he was desperately trying to forget it himself. He had been drunk. Very drunk, and all he had wanted was a one night stand; in his addled state, he hadn't considered that shagging his former nemesis was probably an incredibly bad idea. Harry decided that he would never drink again. He made very bad decisions when he was drunk.
”Hey. Earth to Potter. You know, it's awfully rude to ignore a woman when she's in the middle of telling you that you got her up the duff. Not that I would expect you to know basic manners but that's beside the point.” She sat up straighter and reached over to take his hand.
” Listen, I know that this has come as a shock to you. Believe me, I almost pissed myself when I found out. You don't have to decide anything yet. You don't even have to be involved in the baby's life. I just thought that you would like to know,” Malfoy had an uncharacteristically kind expression on her face. She looked almost pretty when she wasn't glaring at him.
Harry frowned. Since when had he thought of Malfoy as pretty? With her sharp features and lanky frame, she was definitely not his ideal woman. He did have to admit that she had certainly improved since the war through. She no longer looked half-starved and the dark circles under her eyes had decreased significantly.
” Listen, I'm going to need some time to think about this. I mean, how do I even know that you're telling me the truth?” he said.
” Ah yes, because I would gain so much from lying. Potter, I don't like this anymore then you do. If you really think I'm lying then you can come to St Mungos with me. I can guarantee you that they'll tell you the exact same thing I am. I'm pregnant and you're the father,” she said, a sneer replacing the soft expression that she had just moments before.
” I'm sorry, I'm still not used to us having a polite conversation. Can I have a few weeks to think about it?” Harry smiled nervously at her.
” That's fine Potter. Just know that I'm going to raise this baby with or without you, it's up to you to pick which one it's going to be,” she brushed a strand of blonde hair away from her face “Just don't wait too long to give me an answer.”
With that she got up and walked out of the café. Harry sighed. He had a lot to think about.