Chapter 11: The Malfoys

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"Why?"

"It's not your fault. It was nothing you did. I should've warned you." What was she talking about? Did she know I might lose my baby? If so why didn't she warn me? "Over the last few generations it's been harder for purebloods to reproduce. At least it's hard for them to reproduce if both parents are purebloods. That's why purebloods only have one or two kids."

"The Weasleys are pureblood and they have a crap load of kids."

"And no one knows why they're the exception. There is currently a project going on in the Department of Mysteries where they are researching it. I was a part of it back when I was your age. I've had two miscarriages and a stillborn birth before Draco. I guess that's why I spoiled him so much. He was my miracle child."

"Is it just us, just the Malfoys?"

"No, my sister had three miscarriages. Although she's family so I'll give you another example. The Notts, the Averys, the Crouches, the Longbottoms, the Crabbes, the Bodes, and a few other have only been able to produce one male child for the past three generations."

"How come no one ever mentioned this? Why doesn't anyone talk about it?"

"Because they don't want to admit the truth, not even to themselves. You want to know what people will say if word got out? They would say that's why we need to mix with muggles, muggle-borns, and half-bloods. I was raised to think purebloods were the best. We're dying out. That's why I didn't mind marrying a death eater."

"I heard rumors that he-who-mustn't-be-named was a half-blood."

"Yes, the Potter kid did say that. The Dark Lord said it was a lie and tortured anyone who believed otherwise."

"How long will you be staying for?"

"As long as the two of you need me. When he comes to talk to you hear him out. You need him, and he needs you."

In the morning I considered getting up, I just didn't have the energy. The door opened and Draco came in. He didn't say a word he just got in the bed and held me like he did at the hospital. I smelled the barest sent of firewhiskey on his shirt. Has he been drinking this early?

"I know you're hurting right now, but I am too. I know it's different for you than it is for me because you actually carried her but it still hurts. She was our little girl, our little Cassie. She was going to have your hair and my eyes" I smiled just a little bit. "She was going to be smart, like you, probably a ruddy Ravenclaw as well. And she was going you have that little coy smile you do sometimes. She was going to be the first female Malfoy born this century. She was going to be perfect, like you." He caressed my face. "It might not seem like it but we're going to heal from this. Not today, not tomorrow, maybe not even a year from now. One day. I love you." he kissed my forehead.

"Now I'm going to send Besty up with some food, and you're going to eat, okay"

"Okay"