NOT MINE!
A/N: I would like to thank rsh13 for giving me the ideas for this chapter. =) You're awesome.
This chapter focuses around Draco and his family.
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Draco hadn't told his family about the baby. He was pretty sure he would end up dead. His mother would yell and his father would scream. Nothing would go well.
But, two months after Ginny had told him about the baby, he received a letter from his father.
Draco,
You had better hope that what everyone
is saying at the Ministry isn't true. If I find
out that you are the father of Ginevra
Weasley's child, you won't live to become a
sixth year.
Your mother and I will be coming to Hogwarts
to speak with Dumbledore.
The letter wasn't signed. It didn't need to be. Draco's heart sank. How was he going to explain himself this time? How was he going to stay alive during their conversation. He stood up and left breakfast early. He walked to Transfiguration, still holding the letter in his hands. He got there just as Professor McGonagall unlocked the door. He sat quietly at his desk, re-reading the letter.
"Mr. Malfoy, what possessed you to come in this early?" McGonagall asked.
"I, um, I got a letter from my father. Needless to say, it wasn't good. I needed to get away from everyone in the Great Hall."
"Oh, yes. Dumbledore informed me about the conversation he would be having with your parents. He said he would be coming and taking you out of this class."
Draco groaned. He looked at his teacher.
"This early?" he asked.
"It's better to get it over with, Mr. Malfoy. And, Headmaster Dumbledore will not let your parents be too hard on you."
"But, what happens when I'm alone with them?" Draco asked in a tone that was so low that McGonagall didn't hear him.
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Just as McGonagall had stated, Dumbledore walked in half way through Transfiguration class and asked for Draco. Draco, reluctantly, stood up and followed the Headmaster to his office.
"Your parents are already waiting. But, I assume you already knew that." Dumbledore stated.
"Yes, sir." Draco said quietly.
Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder.
"Everything will be fine." the elder wizard assured.
They walked up the spiral staircase and walked into Dumbledore's office. Draco's heart was beating a mile a minute, and it got faster when he saw his parents.
"Draco Malfoy, I cannot believe that the rumors were true." his father said.
"Father, let me explain...."
"No. How could you? Do you understand that you just threw your life away?" Lucius asked.
"Those are harsh words, Lucius." Dumbledore said as he sat behind his desk.
"But, they're true. Draco is fifteen years old..."
"And very responsible for his age."
Draco sat down next to his mother. She seemed to be the more neutral of the two. Or, at least, the quietest.
"Ginevra Weasley? Why? If it had to be somebody, couldn't it have been Pansy Parkinson? At least she's not a blood traitor." Narcissa said in a low voice.
"Mother, you don't understand. I didn't know that I loved Ginny when...well, you know. But, after she told me about the baby I realized that I really do love her. That I would die for her and that baby. Like it or not, they're both a part of my life now. A rather significant part."
Lucius and Narcissa stared at him. Dumbledore simply continued watching the family bicker.
"Well, this is a rather large change of attitude." Lucius stated.
"Yes, it is. But, it's for the better." Draco said.
"How could you say that?" Narcissa asked.
"Listen, if you want to dis-own me, fine. If you want to stop all contact with me, fine. But, you will be missing out on getting to know your grandchild." Draco said.
"Then, that's what's going to have to happen." Lucius said.
Narcissa turned to face her husband.
"What?" she asked.
"I'm not speaking to yourson again. If you wish to continue speaking with him, fine. But, dont involve me." Lucius stood up and walked out of the office.
Narcissa took Draco's hands in hers.
"I will always be there for you. I absolutely loathe the decisions that you have made but you are my son and you child is my grandchild. I'll try to get your father to come around." she said.
"Don't even try. It won't work. I won't come home for the holidays, he'd have a fit. I'll figure something out." Draco said.
Narcissa kissed Draco's forehead and smiled.
"Good-bye." she said before she walked out.
Draco looked at Dumbledore.
"Thank you." he said.
"For what? I did nothing?" Dumbledore said.
"Exactly." Draco grabbed him books and started heading to his Divination class.
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TBC...
