The next day he walked in to Dumbledore's office, he hadn't arrived as of yet but Professor McGonagal had told her to go up and wait for him. She noticed the Phoenix staring at her from it's roost. Walking over she looked over it's markings.
"His name is Fawke," she heard Dumbledore say as he entered the room.
"He's beautiful. He wasn't here the other two times I was here."
"Yes, well he was on an errand. Come now we have much to discuss." he said as he sat down in his chair and she followed suit. "You're going to be busy for awhile. So, no secret rendezvous with Mr. Malfoy."
She blushed. " It wasn't planned it just, err, kind of happened after the incident with George and Fred."
"What incident?" he asked.
"Remember when I told you how Draco looked alot like my friend Tom?" he nodded his hand in reply. "Well, George and Fred look exactly like Oliver and James. I freaked out when I saw Fred and tried to save George who I thought was Oliver and he took me up there to talk because I was crying. I got very overwhelmed."
"Ah, so that's why Mr. Weasley missed his classes."
"Yeah, my fault. Sorry."
"No, I'm glad someone was with you," he cleared his throat. "There's something I need to tell you. I would chose carefully who you repeat it to," she listened intently. "There is another part of the prophecy. One I always thought I understood until last night. I had always thought that it referred to Harry, but it doesn't, it refers to you and Draco's son."
She gasped, "What?"
"It says the small boy will be the apple of his fathers eye and will go on to be very powerful. Voldemort can not find out about this child. If he does he will know that you still exist. He will know that you and Harry together are that more of powerful of a wizard than him. But you will only be that powerful once you learn all that you need to know. As the baby grows your power will build because you are a Potter, Harry's twin and the power that he has he shares with you and you will also be carrying a Malfoy heir. The Malfoys are one of the most powerful wizarding families in the wizarding world."
She looked at him in shock. "I can't. How can I do that?"
"You have overcome as many obstacles as your brother has in your short lives. Actually, you've been through more pain than he has. He's had a considerable amount of hurt like you."
"I know. He told me. I wanted to kick this so called Uncle Vernon in the balls."
He suppressed his laughter. "Nonetheless things can't be changed and we have alot of work ahead of us. So, we should start w-"
"I don't mean to be rude or cut you off but this baby...mine? When?"
"We'll have you checked out by Rosemerta in a bit."
"You think I am now?"
"Well, it is most likely."
"Then why did I never get pregnant when James raped me or he made Tom and Ollie have sex with me?"
"Because it wasn't the right time. Liz, calm down. Everything will be fine."
"No, it's not. I can't tell Draco if I am pregnant because he will tell his father."
"Draco loves you, he won't tell his father if you tell him why."
"I hope you're right."
Chapter 10
She stood in the doorway and looked over all the students eating lunch. Her eyes filled with tears as she surveyed the crowd for Draco. As her eyes settled on him, she forced herself to enter the great room. As she walked by several Slytherins shot her glaring looks. Stopping behind Draco he realized she was there instantly and jumped to his feet as he placed his hands in hers.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I have to speak with you."
"Okay," he said holding one of her hands and lead her out of the room. As they entered the hall he asked her, "is here good?"
"No, we need to speak in private."
"Than the owlry?" he asked with a smirk.
A tear rolled down her cheek as they walked towards their destination.
"Hun, why're you crying? Is it that bad?" he asked concern filling his voice.
"It's not completely horrible but it is bad enough."
"Are you leaving me?"
"Never," she said as they rounded the corner into the owlry. "There's something very important I have to tell you. It's a huge secret," she watched as he pulled out his wand and spoke words she didn't understand. "What was that?"
"A silencing spell."
"Good idea."
"Thanks," he said with a grin.
"Draco, you might want to sit down," They sat down together and thoughts of yesterday with George rushed back to her. She shook them away to tell Draco the secret. "I have to tell you a secret that you have to promise not to tell anyone," he paused," not even your father."
"What does this have to do with him?"
She put her finger to his lips. "Shhh. I'll tell you. You love me right?" He nodded, "Draco, I'm-I'm pregnant."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah," she said looking at her fingers. "Dumbledore brought me to the hospital ward."
"Well, it's wonderful news, isn't it?"
"It is but it isn't."
"Okay, well why can't I tell my father?"
"Because it's part of the prophecy."
"There's more to this goddamned prophecy?" He said visibly frustrated.
"Honey, our baby is a part of the prophecy."
"Uh-uh! No way! You are not fighting a war with Voldemort pregnant with our child."
"I have no choice," she said looking up at him. "If Voldemort finds out that I'm pregnant. He'll take our child. Draco, our child will be the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world. He has Potter and Malfoy blood in him."
Draco stared into her eyes knowing that every word was the truth as it sunk in. "He?"
"Yeah, our child will be a boy," she pushed a stray strand of hair out of his eyes as she smiled. "And he'll be the apple of your eye."
Chapter 11
She absentmindedly walked through the hall not realizing that she was walking right into someone. "Hey, where you going in your own little world?"
Looking up she came face to face with Fred, "uh, sorry."
"Wait, do you need me to get George?"
"No. No. It's okay."
"You sure. I could always substitute for him."
"No!" she yelled then caught herself."I'm sorry, Fred. I know it's not you but you look so goddamned much like him."
"It's alright. I guess. I'm sorry that I can't change that."
"It's not your fault. Where is George anyway, he said you two were inseparable."
"We are. Well we were until he met you."
She groaned, "What do you mean?"
"My brother is in love with you."
"But he knows that I love Draco."
"Yeah, he does, but it doesn't mean he loves you any less."
"Uhm, Fred, can you find him for me and send him to the owlry."
"On my way pretty lady," he said as he walked away. She shuddered at him calling her pretty. James use to tell her that all the time.
* * *
FLASHBACK * * *
James held her in his arms tightly. "You know that I love you." It was true he did. She hated him fro what he did to Ollie and Tome. He punished her for enjoying the sex with them and wanting to be with them. He had at some point become completely obsessed with her and had developed complete animosity towards Ollie. Ollie and her were best friends, like any brother and sister should be. He hated it, hated their relationship. When he first started to abuse Ollie, he kept it a secret til she walked in on them. James was raping Ollie, she had frozen on the spot unable to think clearly or do anything. It took her a minute to realize that James was standing in front of her.
He had threatened her and made her sit in the chair and watch. She did and she cried. Cried harder when Ollie would scream. When James was finished she went over to the bed and held Ollie as he cried. They cried together afraid that he would come back. It had been the first time that he had raped him. Ollie told her everything he could, but then it stopped for awhile.
Both were afraid so she would sneak into Ollie's room petrified that he would come looking for her. One day, as they sat in Ollie's room reading to each other they heard screams from James's room. Their parents had gone to the movies and they were all alone with the door locked. She had cried as the blood curdling screams pierced through her soul.
It was a few weeks later when they discovered the person behind the screams. The screaming had become unbearable for them, so Olie switched the breakers off. Before he had made it back she heard Jame erupt in anger at him and she had run to her room to hide. Minutes later she heard Ollie screaming for him to stop. Taking all the courage she had she went to his room to see who was in there and that was when she found Tom tied to the bed.
Not long after that he took her virginity. She was eleven. He had surprisingly been very gentle with her. She had fought to hold back her tears and she did. The next time she wasn't so lucky. He forced himself on her and than made an unwilling Oliver do it as well and then Tom.
He stroked her side as he kissed her neck gently, "Good night, my love, you're the prettiest of them all," James said to her.
* * * END FLASHBACK * * *
"Liz. Liz." he said shaking her.
She looked at George. "Oh."
"Where were you?"
"Sorry, I was thinking."
"Apparently. You were somewhere else."
"I was thinking about James."
"Why?"
"Because Fred called me pretty. Only James ever did that."
"Oh, I'll have to talk to him."
"No, It's okay. Let's talk about you. Well, you and me."
"What? Why? Oh...he told you."
She nodded, "I'm sorry things happened between us. Maybe they shouldn't have."
"I'm not sorry. I never will be. Liz, I know you love Draco."
"No, there's more, but you have to promise not to tell anyone, including Fred."
Chapter 12
"This prophecy is out of control," George said shaking his head.
"Tell me about it," she said looking up as an owl moved from one bench to another.
"Liz?"
"Huh?"
"Why'd you tell me?"
"Cause I trust you."
"But I'm not Oliver."
"I know."
"Do you really?"
"George, please don't. I loved Ollie with all I could give and no you aren't him. I can accept that, but it's easy to trust you because you look the part."
"I thought you loved Draco?" he questioned further.
"I do. I loved Tom and Ollie differently. It was like having one perfect person except it came in two package."
"So, then where does that leave me?"
She smiled, "if you want me to tell you I love you, I'm not sure I can. It would make more problems than there is already."
"Then you do?" She tried to look away but he placed his hand under her chin and looked directly into her eyes. "Do you love me?
"It was one day George, one."
"But it's been two weeks since then and in two weeks you can realize alot of things."
"I can't," she began to cry. "Please don't make me say."
"I'm your Ollie and you can't help but have the same feeling for me, can you?"
"No, I can't. I loved you the moment that you told me that you weren't him. I lost him. I lost him and Tom. I can't lose everything especially the two things that were most important to me."
He pulled her into his arms, "thank you."
"For what?" she asked as she pulled away to look back into his eyes.
"Because you love me for me and not for Ollie's replacement."
She placed her hand on his cheek, "course I do. You're different." she smiled. "And yes I do love you."
He kissed her softly on the lips. "I better go before we get caught." Getting up, he helped her to her feet, then wiped her tears away. He smiled so widely at her that she couldn't help but smile back, "I'll see you soon," he said as he turned to leave."
She bit her lip and then called to him. "George." He rushed back, engulfing his lips with hers and then let her know exactly how much he loved her.
Harry and Liz stood in the empty classroom with Ron and Hermione. "Come on Liz, you're not concentrating." Harry said to her. "If you expect to do a patronus correctly you have to concentrate."
"Sorry."
"Okay, we'll try it again," Harry let the boggart out of the closet and they watched it take form into a muggle version of Fred. Jut as she was about to shout the spell the door to the classroom slammed open. Everyone turned to see who it was.
"Draco," she smiled.
"Don't Draco me! How could you?" he sneered.
"How could I what?" she asked.
"Need I remind you that you are pregnant with my child?"
"Draco!" she exclaimed as Hermione and Ron gasped in surprise. Harry captured the boggart and pushed it back into the closet. "They can hear you."
"Good! Let them all hear!" he yelled.
"Aw, cut the shit, Malfoy," Harry shot towards him.
"Potter this doesn't concern you. Plus I can only deal with one Potter at a time."
"Draco, what's wrong?" Liz asked as she walked closer to him.
"How could you do that to me? I thought you loved me?"
"Do what?"
"Gods! Will you just admit that you slept with George."
Ron, Hermione and Harry exchanged looks.
"Oh, that. Draco, I love you but you don't understand."
"You don't love me!
"I do love you," she persisted.
"No, You lie," he said filled with rage.
"You don't understand. I want to be with you."
You should of thought about that before you slept with that Weasley."
"I'm sorry," she said crying.
"It doesn't matter."
"I love you," she said through her tears.
"It's too late," he said turning and leaving the room.
She followed after him, "Please just listen to me."
"There's nothing you could say to me that will make me forgive you."
"Than what now? You're just going to forget about me and our child?"
"No," he said turning to face her. "I love that child more than you'll ever know, like I loved you once."
"Don't say that!"
He pulled his sleeve up. She looked in shock at the death eaters symbol. He smiled, "Voldemort accepted me with open arms, especially once I told him about our child."
"No," she said, "Draco,, you'll regret that."
"Will I? I only have one regret and that's you! I don't know how I ever fell for a Potter. It wa the only mistake. Now I have a new task at hand that I must plan for, so excuse me."
"Draco, what plan?" she asked as the tears rolled down her face.
He laughed, "Well, now that you're broken. It's time to break Dumbledore." he said as he turned and ran off leaving her alone with her tears.