He took a closer look, and noticed immediately who it belonged to.

Hermione Granger.

Sudden realization hit him like a bullet. He didn’t have to be a genius to know what had happened last night.

Bloody Hell.

'Malfoy, I'm pregnant.'

He knew what he was risking, everything and anything; his family, his life.

"Your emotional Hermione, and in your state I think it’s normal to be feeling this way. You’re going to be a single mother, but you’re not the only one in this world who’s done it.” She paused, waiting for Hermione to take in her words. “We’ll be there for you.”

He knew they were going to find out eventually and he didn’t really want to be buried to the ground at that very moment. Being a father scared him enough.

“Do you wish the child was yours Weasley, is that why you’re so protective of her, do you still love her?”

She knew they were being suspicious. “Okay, what’s going on?”
“Well please don’t look now, because your ex-boyfriend is walking this way.”

“Didn’t she tell you?” He looked up to see Ian Burns standing near the doorway with a smug look on his face. Draco did not like him and he probably never would. “Tell me what?” “Hermione and I were engaged.”

It wasn't worth Hermione's life, not if it meant loosing her. And that scared him even more t 

 “You're supposed to be dead.” She said hesitantly.
“You've been misinformed it seemed.” He said. “I recall being missing from the wanted posters around the Ministry, and assumed that since they hadn't been able to catch me in four years that I was declared dead, but you and I both know that isn't true anymore is it?”

“Now that you’re awake, he just needs a name.” A new voice said. Hermione turned slowly as she was still seated in the wheelchair to look at the man she had come to love in the time she had found out she was pregnant.