A million things rushed through Sophia's little head. So it was true. Draco Malfoy was her father, so she was not only Hermione's daughter but she herself was a Malfoy, not a Granger. Her father used to hate muggles, her mum was a muggle so he used to hate her mum meaning he probably did mean awful things to her. Wait didn't her mum say that Draco was a Death eater. Her father was a death eater so he killed people. Her father was a murderer. Why would he stay away from her? Didn't he love her? Did he love her mother? How did they have her if he hated her mother?

"Sophia?" Hermione was worried about her daughter, "Talk to me,"

"I thought you hated muggles?" she sounded angry

"I did but I didn't know any better. I was raised to hate people who weren't like me but I'm different now,"

"Are you a death eater?"

"No not anymore. Sweetie during that time I lived in fear. I didn't want to be a death eater but I really didn't have a choice,"

"Did you love my mother?" she said suddenly

Draco looked at Hermione then at Sophia, "Yes,"

Hermione was shocked, "You never told me that,"

"Hermione us making love and making our beautiful daughter was me showing you I loved you. And me not being in your life Sophia was me protecting you,"

"From what? The boogeyman? He's not real!" she got quickly with anger in her eyes

"There were people who wanted to hurt me and if they found out that I had a child they would come after you,"

"Aren't you a wizard. Couldn't you have put a protection charm around me or something…"

"It was the best choice at that time. And I didn't know how to be a good father to you at the time either,"

"So the truth comes out. You didn't want me,"

"No that's not true. I was a mess back then. I didn't know how to be a good father because I didn't have that growing up. And when you were born the war had just ended and there were a lot of angry people and I know in my heart they would have come after you and your mother. Please believe me. I do love you,"

"You know I have always dreamed about what it would be like to meet you. Not my father but you as Draco Malfoy. I have always admired your courage and smarts. And when I did finally meet on that day in the bookstore I was so happy. But as the days past I got a feeling. I didn't believe at first and talked myself out of it. But today when I was with Ginny I told her I thought you were my Dad. She didn't say you were but I knew you were,"

"But you don't seem happy,"

"It's a lot to take in,"

"Take all the time you need,"

"I think I want to go to bed?" Hermione was surprised by this

"Are you sure?"

Sophia looked sad and tired, "Yes," her little voice cracked. She was about to cry, "Good night mummy," she hugged her mother. Before she left though she gave Draco a long hard look, "Good night Mr. Draco,"

He could barely hear her, "Good night," she left them alone in the family room

"I'm sorry the night didn't turn out like you wanted. Before you came I promise you she was really excited. I guess you actually telling her, you were her father was too much for her. I should have know better. I should have never agreed to this outing,"

"It's done Hermione,"

"I know it's done and it's breaking her heart. I know she loved the idea of meeting Draco, the star not Draco her father,"

"I should have never asked you to keep her away from me. I take majority of the blame,"

"It's both our faults. Great when the boys see her tomorrow they are gonna ask why she's so sad,"

"I'm sorry," Draco walked to the door, "I'm sorry I disrupted your lives,"

"You didn't know you were going to meet her at the bookstore that day. I think this was meant to happen,"

Draco suddenly came to a realization, "She's scared of me. I saw it in her eyes,"

"Just give her some time. Finding out your father is Draco Malfoy is a huge shock to a 6 year old, even one with a high IQ,"

"Do you think I should not see her anymore,"

"Don't be ridiculous. When she's ready, she'll let us know. I don't want you going anywhere,"

"Ok well I'll call you,"

"Good night,"

"Good night,"

Hermione went upstairs to her room to find her daughter still in her dress holding her wand crying.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm a terrible wizard! I can't even change my dress back to the color that it was! I mean I'm a Malfoy. I should know magic,"

"Honey that's not your fault. It was the way I raised you and you never seemed that interested anyways," she sat on the bed and changed her dress back to blue

"Is he gone?"

"Yes,"

"Was he sad?"

"A little but he knows this is a shock for you. He's going to give you some space,"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"He asked me not to. And he was right. He was trying to protect you. And I wanted that more than anything. And we had Dean, Ron and Harry in our lives. I knew we were going to be ok,"

"I guess you're right. If people knew I was a Malfoy they would never leave me alone,"

"What are you thinking about?"

"I wanna see him. Maybe in a couple of days. We have to tell the boys of course and they have to get used to it first. So maybe next week I can see him,"

"Sure,"

"Can I stay with you tonight?"

"Of course love," they got under the covers still in their dresses

"I love you Mummy,"

"I love you Sophia Rose,"