EEEK I AM SO SORRY! EXAMS AND COURSEWORK ARE KILLERS I DO NOT RECOMMEND THEM!
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AND WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, THE NEXT CHAPTER OF THE TRUTH WILL OUT!
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Lucius barely glanced up from his newspaper as his son stalked in, and flopped exhaustedly into the armchair facing him. He ran a hand through his blond locks, messing up his hair. Lucius waited for three seconds before smirking and saying in an innocent voice;
"Is something vexing thee?"
Draco groaned and threw a whiskey glass at the wall, watching it shatter into a thousand pieces. "Why are women so bloody temperamental?!" He moaned, leaning back and shutting his eyes. Lucius held back a laugh. After the discovery of his children, Draco clearly expected both they and their mother to fall into playing along with his happy families ideal. It was becoming clear that his erstwhile son had not expected them to do the opposite. The boy was responsive only to his mother, choosing to spend his time in his room lying listlessly on his bed or talking to the chit who gave birth to him. The girl was eager, he supposed, to form some sort of a connection to the father she had never known, however, at times the persona of a hormonal teenage girl emerged, breaking down all bridges that had been constructed.
The mother was more interesting. When he first met her, Lucius had recognised immediately that this woman was like a lioness, and would do anything to protect her children. There was a wild sort of power that intrigued him. How she had successfully managed to hide her disgusting mudblood self from the initiators, live quietly and calmly in a wizarding neighbourhood, and managed to enrol her half-blood children into what were essentially pureblood only schools was nothing sort of a miracle.
As of yet he had not mentioned the new members of the Malfoy family to the Dark Lord. A certainty of this would be the death of the mother, and the almost forced initiation of his grandchildren into the Death Eater ranks. Call him cynical, but he wasn't so eager to see his grandchildren turn into mindless killers just yet. Ms Granger seemed to be the only thing that was keeping the children with them.
"I take it there is trouble in paradise."
"That's not the half of it! Every time I try to instigate any sort of relationship with my children, that bushy-haired mudblood just gets in the way! The sooner we get rid of her and the kids initiated as death eaters the better!"
There was a shocked gasp from the doorway, and Draco and Lucius whirled around to see Nico standing there. His jaw was tight, and his expression hard, but his eyes bore a glimmer of hurt. He spun round on his heel and fled back to his mother.
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Hermione looked up from her book as her son burst through the door. She took one look at his flustered appearance and met him halfway across the room. She caught her son in her arms, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Adele join them, placing her small hand on her brother's arm.
"Honey what's wrong" Her voice held an ire of worry. Her usually composed son was looking decidedly frazzled, and it…bothered her.
Nico looked at his mother. He had never understood why the other boys at his school saw his mother as ugly or unattractive. Her eyes were warm and full of feeling, and she actually made the effort to spend time with himself and his sister, but also allowing them an amount of freedom not known to his peers. His mind drifted back to what he had overheard in the study. A shiver ran down his spine, if his mother was killed…
He had heard of the death eaters, every time any came to his school, he was always 'sick' or just didn't turn up. He had once seen a picture of Draco Malfoy in the newspaper, and figured out almost immediately that he was his father. Since then, he had followed his father's antics almost obsessively, and realised why his mother had not told him.
He swallowed his fear convulsively, and strived to retain control. All of his instincts screamed at him to defend his mother and sister, and attack those who would harm them.
"They want to kill you, and make me and Adele death eaters."
It was said quietly, but the meaning was there. Hermione looked at her children. Their innocent was fantastical, and she couldn't have that taken from them, like it was with her.
"Go to Nico's room and stay there until I come back." Her mind set, she kissed their foreheads and shepherded them into the said room, shutting the door tight. She picked up her wand and clutched it her hand in her pocket.
She walked down the dark corridors of Malfoy Manor, the mutterings of the family portraits following her. She ignored the comments, concentrating solely on her goal.
The Library
Malfoy Manor was said to possess some of the greatest books of the wizarding age, and what she needed was a spell or potion, to break Draco's bonds as father to her children. It was rarely seen, those who did use it were vengeful wives or mistresses seeking to punish unfaithful lovers or husbands. It was believed that this led to the lack of purebloods in the wizarding world, and the extinction of so many bloodlines. It was illegal, but then again, so was her very existence.
"Ms Granger."
She spun round, wand at the ready to come face to face with Narcissa Malfoy.
"Walk with me."
Still alert, she fell into step behind the Malfoy matriarch.
"You are troubled."
She glanced at the aristocratic blonde woman, but said nothing.
"You seek a way out of this situation."
What could she say, Narcissa was right.
"Don't."
Hermione jerked her head back and stopped in her tracks.
The Lady Malfoy turned to look at the younger woman at her side. How to say what was needed?
"I know what you are Mademoiselle G'moire, and your intent. I will not attempt to stop you, Merlin knows my husband and son deserve all they get, but do not break the ties that bind…it will harm more than just those who need it."
Though she gave away nothing, inside she reeled with shock. Narcissa knew.
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Megan Consoer: I've been really bogged down with stuff, so the chapters are coming, albeit slowly. I'm glad you like The Truth Will Out, it's always great to have people appreciate your story.
Megsamadhi: Hermione is an interesting person. Like the books, Hermione has retained her intelligence, but more of her story will emerge TTWO develops. I think I'm going to give the reviewers a say in Hermione's character. Certainly she still has her compassion, and her love for her children rules her life. Keep reading for more though; every character is a work in development.
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