Author's Note: Sorry about the massive posting, I'm still trying to learn the editing tricks to posting.
These characters are the sole property of JK Rowling. Please be aware that graphic sex and a semi rape scene will be included in later chapter.
Chapter Eleven
"Cho, we have to do something with all these kids." Ron said, looking at wits end. With his two boys, the twins, Harry's two children, George's three, and Oliver's two, the yard seemed wall to wall kids.
"Well, I don't know what we're going to do, Seamus and Padma are coming with Fiona and Ridhi, that's two more." Cho told Ron. "I'm sure it will work out, we'll all take turns watching them." Ron looked at the children, all ranging from age four to age six.
"Percy, drop that gnome!" Ron yelled at one of George's boys, while running across the yard, before the gnome could bite anyone. Just then, Seamus and Padma came, with Viktor and Parvati. Ron thought he would faint when Parvati's three children turned up. Cho ran to welcome them.
Hermione arrived, a little tired, but happy to see her children. Ginny noticed her arrival, and went over to greet her.
"Hermione!" Ginny said engulfing her in a hug. Hermione was looking less than thrilled.
"Ginny, we need to talk." Hermione said. Wordlessly the two women headed for the house, and went to the study to talk.
"Ginny, how could you let Draco take the kids out?!"
"Because they are his children too. Hermione, you wouldn't be in this mess if had listened to me, when I told you to tell Draco about the children in the first place."
"Ginny, you don't understand, what if he wants to take them from me?"
"I don't think he would do that to you Hermione, you don't know Draco very well do you? He certainly knows you like the back of his hand. You need to have a talk with him, and sort things out. You have no idea what you put him through, he was gutted when he found out. He didn't even know about Evangeline until an hour after he saw Rory." Ginny almost yelled.
"Ginny, he won't give me a chance, he's very angry with me!"
"Wouldn't you be angry if you had to hurt and leave the one you loved, only to find out she refused to you that she has had your children? Put yourself in his shoes."
Hermione just stood there speechless. She didn't know what to say or do. At that moment there was an urgent knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Ginny asked.
"It's Cho, please open the door."
"We're kind of busy in here, can it wait?"
"No," Cho replied "This is kind of important, please open the door."
"CHO!" Ginny said flinging the door open, but before Ginny could day anything, behind Cho stood Draco Malfoy, in all his sexy sensual glory. Ginny and Hermione both just stared. Cho looked at them in confusion, turned around and let out a small exclamation.
"Good afternoon ladies, if you would be so kind as to let me have a few words of privet conversation with Miss Granger." Draco said in a deceptively quiet silky voice. Hermione felt her heart plummet to her toes, and a strange fluttering sensation in her stomach. Ginny moved silently and quickly out of the den, and Cho seemed disappear altogether. Draco entered the den.
"So Hermione, is there something you need to tell me?" Draco said as he shut the door, and put a silencing charm over the room.
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"Did I just see Draco walk in the house?" Harry asked Ginny.
"Yes." Ginny replied suppressing a grin
"What's going on?"
"He's in there talking to Hermione!" Ginny said excitedly
"WHAT! We have got to go and stop him! He's going to hurt her." Harry said attempting to return to the house. Ginny held him back.
"Harry, they need to talk it out, you can't keep hiding her, she has to learn this isn't how to treat people." Ginny replied. Harry stopped resisting Ginny, he knew she was right. Ron came running up, with Cho.
"Hermione is in there right now, with Draco Malfoy… this isn't good." Ron said, looking as if he were sweating bullets.
"Are you guys going to do something?" Cho asked.
"NO, they are not! They need to have it out, it's well over due." Ginny answered.
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Hermione took a deep breath, she struggled to remain calm in front of him. She looked at Draco in his Michael Kors sweater and jeans, with Brooks Brothers loafers on his feet. His cologne was intoxicating. He had more muscles than before, and his hair was very long, in his now trademark neat French braid, secured by a brown leather thong.
"Have you met the twins?" Hermione said feebly. Draco lunged at her, backing her up in a corner. His face was mere inches from hers.
"THAT'S IT!? HAVE I MET THE TWINS!?! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE PREGNANT!?!?!" He roared. Hermione was frightened and looked ready to cry. Draco balled up his fist, and Hermione covered her face and turned away. With a quick blow, Draco punched a hole in the wall beside Hermione's head. He then grabbed her by her upper arms, and slightly shook her.
"Do you have any idea the worry have been through over the last five years? Wondering how you were, if you were successful? Bending over backwards to keep you out of harms way, paying for anything and everything you wanted, even though you didn't have a clue. Wishing, hoping and praying you would write to me, give me a chance, something! Then to find out that you couldn't even take the time to send me a letter to tell me about my children." Draco said tersely. Hermione felt tears spring up in her eyes. He was hurting her, his grip was so strong, she didn't even think he realized what he was doing.
"Please, Draco you don't understand, I thought you hated me." Hermione sobbed. Draco seemed to realize what he was doing, and let her go. He looked at the wall, muttered "reparo" and fixed the hole.
"You could've still told me about my kids Hermione, which would have been the honorable thing to do." Draco said silently. They stood in the room in silence for a long time.
"Why didn't you write to me and tell me the truth?" Hermione whispered.
"I was being spied on, my every step shadowed. If they had any inkling that I was still with you, it would have been your life. I did it to protect you. Then when I could write you, you never replied to my letters." Hermione silently cried, remembering she read all of his letters, and had kept them in a secret box in her apartment. She was still hurt and scared to get involved with him again.
"I didn't reply because I had given you my heart once, I don't think I would have recovered if you broke it again."
"I still want you." Draco stated simply.