A/N: hello ppl hows life? Ok im gonna explain the reason 4 all ma spellin mistakes! C da computer we type dis from is really gay cuz it's a skwel computer (we type it at skewl cuz if our parents ever read any of these documents we wudn't be here rite now) so anyways the teacher (being who they r) thought it wud be a gud idea 2 take spellcheck off the skewl system so ppl can learn 2 spell and 2 lyk proof read their work…so no matta how many times we proof read it there are still sum mistakes. I know how u ppl feel cuz I also get pissed of when ppl don't spell proparly and especially when that person is me. Maybe I'll go bak sum day (if it eva happens) and take out da spelling mistakes from all da chapters. Now that I am dun goin on for eva bout nuthin: here's da stry…

Chapter 11: Draco Kicks Ass…Well Sort Of

Hermione's heart stopped as Draco turned around to look at her.

'Ok Twinky' said Draco to the house elf 'take him to the lounge and tell him I'll be there in a minute' the house elf ran of straight away to do its job. Draco gave Hermione another curious glance before leaving the room. Hermione sat there watching, oh what would she do, if Draco found out he'd kill her, and if Chris found out he'd kill Draco. She looked around herself helplessly desperately trying to find a way out of the whole situation but the only thing she came up with was melting into the ground, her mind wasn't astually prossessing properly at that very moment.

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Draco walked into the living room to find a tall, well built man with jet black hair and shiny blue eyes sitting on one of the sofas staring at his surroundings. Draco coughed to indicate his presence, the man's eyes shifted to him instead and he stood up holding out his hand. Draco, being who he was, didn't take it. Instead he asked 'Who are you?' a littele too rudely.

'Christopher Patterson' the man replied in an Australian accent

'Well what do you want, Christopher Patterson?' asked Draco in the same arrogant tone.

'I want to see Hermione'

'And what exactly do you want with Hermione'

'That I'm afraid is none of your businness'

'How dare you talk to me like that, you're in MY house and-'

'I'm sorry sir I didn't mean to offend you but I think I have a right to see Hermione and do whatever I want with her seeing as she's my girlfriend'

'WHAT!'

'She's my girlfriend, didn't you know?'

Draco looked as if he was about to explode. 'No! I didn't know. Since when has your little relationship being going on for?' he asked surprisingly calm.

'Oh for quiet a few months now, I was just wondering whether I could ask her why she's living here and why she never comes to work anymore'

'I can give you those answers'

'Oh really'

'Yeah'

'Well that are they then?'

'I am Nick's father, Draco Malfoy and Hermione obviously thought it would be best if she moved here, you know just for Nick's sake'

Chris just stood there for a few seconds and then pushed Draco hard in the chest knocking him ino a shelf containing hundereds of ornaments.

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Hermione heard a loud crashing sound, making her jump. She bolted to the living room to find Draco lying in a clutter of smashed wood and glass muttering something that sounded awfully like 'Bloody Australians'. He managed to get up and he threw himself at Chris, who was too busy looking at Hermione to see what was coming. He fell over onto the coffee table breaking it to pieces and Draco began smashing his face with his fist.

Hermione just stood there watching terrfied, unable to think of what to do. At the moment Chris had flung Draco off himself and in turn was smashing his face. But Draco kicked him hard in the chest sending him flying into another shelf containing priceless ornaments. Chris fell to the floor, unconcious, blood leaking from underneath his spiky hair.

Draco turned to look at Hermione, his face covered in blood and bruises. Hermione just stared at him terrified, because it looked as though he was going to hit her. Instead he said 'Why- why- didn't you tell me anything about this?' in a dangerously low whisper. Hermione didn't reply so Draco backed her into the corner and put his hands on either side of her head. 'Answer-'

Draco didn't have time to finish his sentence because Chris had just gotten up from the floor and hit him over the head with a broken coffee table leg making him fall to the floor. Chris came up to Hermione and said 'are you OK?'

'Yeah' Hermione said in a small squeaky voice.

'Hermione I thought you didn-'

'Look I can explain. You see what the real story is that at the end of seventh year at the graduation party someone drugged the potato chips making people believe things were something they really weren't and every seventh year except for me ate one…including Draco. He thought I was this chick named Pansy Parkinson and ended up…well you know. Anyway three months later I found out I was pregnant and you know that I would never get an abortion no matter who the father was, so I kept the baby. Draco didn't know that he was actually Nick's father until two weeks ago when Nick and I were at Flourish and Blotts shopping when we ran into him and he managed to get it out of me and then he made me come here and live with him, I did it because I thought it would be ok just for Nick's sake and then yeah.'

'Why didn't you just tell me the truth the first time?'

'I dunno- maybe because I was afraid of it'

'That is so pathetic'

'But-'

'I don't want to hear it Hermione, I thought we had something'

'We did-'

'Well you know what I don't really care'

And with that Chris walked out of the house, slamming the front door behind him. Hermione sank to her knees and began sobbing. At that point Nick walked into the room staring wide-eyed at his surroundings. He spotted Hermione in the corner and walked up to her.

'Mummy is you ok?' Hermione wiped her eyes and gave Nick a small smile, nodding. 'What happened to daddy?'

Hermione looked at Draco and pointed her wand at him, making him get up rubbing his sore head. He gave Hermione a filthy look and got up. He didn't say anything because he had just spotted Nick kneeling beside Hermione. Instead he pointed his wand at his surroundings muttered 'Reparo' and everything flew back into its original position. Giving Hermione another filthy look he apparated out of the living room and into his office.

A/N:Well how do lyk it people. I'm not really good at writing fights so plz review n tell me how I did! Oh and I hope no one is offened by the "Bloody Australians" comment beacause we are Aussies ourselves so lyk yea. Oh n ppl lyk say ma chapters r 2 short! The reason 4 dat is dat I lyk to keep to the stry n not go into detail about unimpotant things lyk u know wat happens day by day because dat wud bpre ppl so much itt wudn't b funny and I'd probably get bored riting it and give up so yea. Neways REVIEW!