"See there, that petite blonde woman standing over by the bus stop?" Morris pointed out to Harry as they sat in the road side pub inconspicuously sharing a late afternoon tea. Harry sighed for the hundredth time since he agreed to take the new assignment and turned reluctantly to where his superior officer was pointing. Across the dirt road waiting for a bus stood a small blonde woman shabbily dressed and her pale long tresses tangled and ratty. Harry stared in disbelief, he knew of course he knew who he was looking at but his brain couldn't compute the image of the frail, homeless looking woman with whom she was supposed to truly be.
"It can't be." Harry whispered more to himself than to Morris.
"Oh but it is, how the mighty have fallen." Morris spat out with venom dripping from every word. Hatred for the blonde woman clear, Harry had almost forgotten that Morris lost his only daughter to Bellatrix LaStrange at Malfoy Manor. A bus pulled up to the spot where the slender blonde waited, she boarded and Harry watched in silence as the bus pulled away.
"Was that truly Draco Lucius Malfoy?" Harry asked in disbelief.
"He's known as Diana Malcolm now, but yes essentially that's what's left of the of the mighty Malfoy heir."
"I couldn't believe it when I read the file." Harry still couldn't believe it was really true and had just seen Malfoy in the flesh so to speak.
"Believe it son, and now he/she is your problem." Morris stood up and dropped a couple of bills on the table. "Good luck Harry and remember, Malfoy has no memories of the past. She's only aware that she's a former death eater and is now paying restitution for her war crimes. She also knows she's on probation and goes to regular parole meetings."
"Wait Morris, does he know who I am?" Harry asked with growing apprehension, he knew accepting the case was a stupid idea, Ron had warned him not to do it but Harry had been so desperate to get back to work that he jumped at the opportunity now he was starting to regret it. He should have listened to Ron and refused it was bloody Malfoy after all.
"Of course, You're Harry Potter son, everyone knows who you are. If you mean your past history together than no, she doesn't know who you used to be to her. She also doesn't know she used to be a man." Morris walked away, leaving a stunned Harry behind staring at the spot where Malfoy had boarded the bus without a clue on how to approach an impoverish female Draco Malfoy. Harry felt as if the world had all of a sudden lost any sense of reason.
"Oh Diana dear, I'm so glad you're back. My daughter just arrived and I have to go home and greet her properly." Candice Turneck said, her wrinkled face set in an apologetic frown.
"I'm sorry it took me so long to get back Mrs. Turneck, but without my wand I had to take a couple of buses and then walk the rest of the way." Diana explained as she set down her bad and took her infant daughter from the kindly old woman who helped her out on occasions with food or caring for the baby while Diana went up to London for her mandatory parole appointments.
"It's alright dear, I'll see you in a fourth night. Bye Cordilia be a good girl for your mum." Candice said tickling the two month old baby's tummy. Cordelia wriggled happily making Diana laugh. After Mrs. Turneck left Diana put baby Cordelia down for a nap and sat but the single window in the small one room sod hut to go over her meager finance by the late afternoon light. Officer Ledwick had told her, her restitution payments had increased by four percent for the upcoming year. Diana help back the bitter tears of desperation that threaten to fall down her face. How in the world was she to come up with more money to pay the ministry and provide for her daughter? Cordelia was another problem in its entirety, Diana had kept the conception of her daughter a secret from the ministry, as she had been deemed a dangerous felon if the ministry fund out Diana had a daughter they would take the baby away and giver her to more suitable parents. That's what Marcus had told her and Diana believed the bastard, she would just have to come up with ways to the extra galleon a month at the start of the new year, the pathetic vegetable garden behind the hut barely provided enough food to sustain Diana in near starvation .
Maybe she could take in more washing, she was lucky enough to live near two wizarding villages with pure blood families whom had lost their elven privileges and where forced to hire witches and wizards as domestic help and as a former death eater she was forced to work for less pay of risk not getting hired at all. Then of course there was Marcus Flint's proposition, after rapping and impregnating Diana the bastard had offered her money for the use of her body. The thought of willingly letting that animal climb on top of her made Diana physically ill. She had been able to keep him at bay after she became pregnant with Cordelia, Diana could tell that Marcus was as afraid of the ministry discovering the child as Diana was. After all Marcus was an assistant to her parole officer and if it were to come to light that he had continuously rapped her he would lose his job and his good marriage.
The sun finally set leaving the hut in complete darkness, knowing that she was running low on candles Diana decided to go to bed early. She changed Cordelia's nappy and tried to breastfeed the infant but after fifteen minutes of furious sucking the baby gave up and went back to sleep. Diana knew her milk was drying up due to her lack of food intake but that was another problem without a solution, so instead of dwelling on it Diana lay on the straw mattress she called a bed and tried to fall asleep when she heard a knock on the door.
Nervously Diana lit a stubby candle, opened a paper screen in front of the baby cot and opened the door just a crack praying to the gods that Cordelia didn't wake up because without a wand she was unable to perform a silencing charm, and the only people besides Mrs. Turneck that came to her door where ministry officials.
"Miss Diana Malcolm?" Asked the dark haired man on the other side of the door.
"Yes?" She answered nervously, this man had never come to her home before, and she held her breath nervously afraid that the ministry had finally discovered that she had recently become a mother. The bushy haired man pushed round rimmed glasses up his slim nose then held out his hand to her.
"It's nice to meet you Miss Malcolm, my name is Harry Potter from the Ministry of Magic's Auror department." Diana felt the blood drain from her face as numbly took the offered hand; she hadn't dealt with an Auror since her release from ministry custody. They had somehow discovered Cordelia's existence and Auror Potter was there to arrest her and take the baby away.
"Miss Malcolm? May I come in?" Auror Potter asked releasing her hand, unable to speak she stepped back and allowed him entrance to her humble home. She was shaking nervously as she motioned for him to take a seat in one of the two chairs in the room. Diana watched him carefully as she frantically thought how she had done everything Marcus asked of her, he always threaten to tell the ministry about the baby but she never believed him because he had so much to lose but it seemed the evil bastard had betrayed her anyway.
"Miss Malcolm, do you know why I'm here?" Auror Potter asked concern clear in his voice. He's gentle green eyes looked at her with pity and it gave Diana hope, ministry officials always looked at her as if she were nothing more than a foul vermin. She decided a direct approach would be best hoping that all the things she had heard about Harry Potter where true.
"Please Auror Potter, I know I wasn't that I am not allowed to have her but please I beg you, please don't take her away from me." Diana cried unable to hold the tears back any longer, her gray eyes stormy with desperation and a glimmer of hope. She dropped down in front of him on her knees and begged all semblance of self-respect gone, she would do whatever it took to keep her child by her side.
Harry looked down at the frail woman in horror, in Malfoy's case file it said that he had spent some time in the Janus Thicky ward before his obliviation, maybe Malfoy was crazy. Before Harry could do anything Draco or rather Diana ripped the front of her raggedy blue shirt open sending buttons flying around the room effectively exposing her high, round breast capped with dark red nipples. The sight of a sobbing half naked woman at his feet knocked the breath out of Harry, what the hell was going on? How could this mad woman openly begging be Malfoy?
"I'll do what ever you want as long as I can keep her." Diana moved to where Harry was sitting on her knees and reached for her pants making Harry yelp and jump of the creaky old chair knocking it over with his movements. The sound seem to waken the baby whom let out a terrified screech.
"What the hell are you doing?" Harry asked alarmed. He had never seen a woman offer up her body to a total stranger in desperation before, the sight made him sick and unwillingly his heart broke a little for Malfoy.
"I don't have money but I can satisfy you, you can do whatever you want to my body just please don't take my baby away from me." Diana sobbed into her small chapped hands her body shaking from the big wracking sobs escaping from her.
Harry found himself at a loss for word, his mind drawing a complete blank at the ludicrous situation. How the hell did he come to be in a sod hut in the outskirts of Surrey with a half-naked female Draco Malfoy desperately offering sexual favors while a baby cried out from somewhere in the room. Harry realized that his life was utterly ridiculous, he guessed the fates hated him and where conspiring against him. It was the only way to explain the bizarre scene playing out in front of him.
"Miss Malcolm I'm afraid we have here a serious case of miscommunication." Harry said snapping out of his state of shock and grabbing Draco by her diminutive shoulders and helped her to her feet. "Please cover yourself up and explain what is happening here." The blonde woman looked at him with shocked grey eyes as she held her blouse close with one hand.
Hey guys Im so sorry I have been gone for so long and neglecting my stories, I had a very dear friend of mine die recently and I have taken his death very hard. But I'm trying to get back to my normal routines and see if that helps with the pain and loss I'm feeling right now. This story is something that came to me recently is a short story I'm thinking about six chapter ten tops. Let me know if you guys like it if not ill stop here and just scrap it. Please don't give up on me I will be updating my other stories soon, Im just trying to get me myself together right now.
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Sorry for the grammatical errors I promise to go back and fix any mistakes I can spot soon.