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Chapter 14

Positive

Hermione wanted to shriek and run from the dormitory. But all the Gryffindor girls were still asleep. They would all certainly wake up and they would find Draco hiding behind the curtains, naked on her bed.

She forced herself to keep her mouth closed and cringed painfully looking down at the Dark Mark tattooed to Draco's forearm. Then she looked up at Draco and scooted away from him slowly.

"What is this Draco?" Her voice was misty and she looked to be on the verge of tears.

"Hermione," He slowly moved toward her.

"When did you get this? Is it real? Is this some sick joke!?" She spat at him disgracefully.

"It is real. But you have to understand I had no choice. I'm not a Death Eater. I don't want to be-"

"You certainly are a Death Eater with that think on your arm Draco!" She hollered loosing control.

"I have a Mark Hermione, but I'm not on his side! I'm on your side." He said grabbing her hands in his large ones.

Hermione flung him away from her and moved farther from him towards the headboard of her bed. Draco followed her movements.

"Stop! Don't come any closer!" She screeched.

"If you do I'll run out of the room and all the girls will find you; with that on your arm."

Draco fell back away from her and stared at her expectantly.

"I won't come any closer, but we have to talk about this."

"You're damn right we do!" Hermione bellowed.

"Explain yourself," she demanded.

Draco's eyes watered and he took a deep breath,

"When you dated Thomas I went home for a week. I got an owl from my home claiming that my Mother had taken ill. The letter said she wanted to see me. I rushed home to find that my Mother was in perfect condition. Sort of. My Father was home. He'd escaped Azkaban and had sent the letter. He'd only sent it to get me to come home."

"Why?"

"He said to me that night that it was time that I took my rightful place. In Lord Voldemort's range. Become a Death Eater."

"And because you were angry with me because I was with Dean, you got yourself the Dark Mark without a second thought." Hermione supplied hotly.

"No. I've never wanted the Dark Mark. I begged my Father to let me wait. I wanted to finish school first I told him as a bluff. But he disregarded it all and without a choice that night they gave me my Mark. My Mum didn't want me to get it. She was angry with Father and slapped him. Then he beat her and sent me back to school."

Hermione looked shocked. Her skin had paled at this last statement.

"Oh… b-but you were gone for a week?" She asked.

"I went to Snape and he taught me the charm to conceal the Mark. Then he sent me to my Mum, she'd written him and she and I stayed together in our house in France for a few days. Until my Father arrived. He beat her once again and sent me back to school and made sure that I really went back this time. The expect me to take my place right after I've graduated. They expect me to kill."

An uncomfortable silence followed his story and it was like nothing Hermione had ever experienced. It was cold, silent and a chill ran down her spine eerily. She vaguely wondered if any Dementors were anywhere about.

When the silence seemed to be carrying on longer and longer Draco slowly crept towards Hermione. She made to heed of escaping or moving from him. He moved closer. She looked up at him and into his eyes. A silent tear drizzled down her cheek.

Then she threw herself into his arms; Draco grabbed her fiercely and held her hard against his body.

"Oh I love you Hermione. I would never hurt you or anyone Muggleborn! I won't become a Death Eater, I won't turn to their side… will you help me?" He asked her into her hair.

Hermione was crying against him, but he definitely felt her nod against his body as she wept on his shoulder.

"I love you too Draco."

They held onto one another until dawn crying.

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That morning when Hermione and Draco emerged from Hermione's bed it was nearly two in the afternoon.

"We have to go and speak to Dumbledore… and Snape." Hermione told him as they dressed.

Draco looked at her.

"You're right. Snape is not truly serving Voldemort is he? He is just a spy."

"I believe so, but I think only Dumbledore knows for sure."

Draco nodded. They left the Gryffindor Girls Dormitory soon after and left the Gryffindor Tower. They walked alongside one another towards Dumbledore's office.

When they came to the alcove with the statue of the gargoyle Hermione said the first thing that came to her mind.

"Lemon Drops?"

The gargoyle obediently jumped aside. She and Draco walked across the threshold and up to Dumbledore's office door. They stood outside for a moment hesitant.

"We have to do this Draco, if you want me to help you. This is the only way I know how…"

Draco smiled and kissed her roughly on the mouth.

"I know, I want to. I have to be with you. I love you."

It was Hermione's turn to kiss him roughly back. As soon as they pulled apart (Draco wearing a sheepish look) Hermione knocked on the door.

"Come in." Answered a misty calm voice.

Draco swung open the door and entered after Hermione.

"Afternoon Miss Granger. Mister Malfoy?" He asked staring at Draco peculiarly.

"Yes afternoon Professor. Professor, we must speak with you. And Professor Snape." Hermione began urgently.

"Oh?"

"It's a matter of life and death," Hermione said looking at Draco then looking back into Dumbledore's twinkling eyes.

"Well," Dumbledore began slowly.

"I will have Professor Snape up here at once. Please sit down." He suggested.

The pair sat down in front of Professor Dumbledore's desk. Draco gripped Hermione's hand with his and rubbed her fingers softly.

Professor Snape came entered the office shortly after. He stared from Draco to Hermione with pursed lips. Then to Dumbledore.

"What's the meaning of this Headmaster?"

"I believe Severus that Mister Malfoy and Miss Granger have come to tell us about Draco's Dark Mark. Am I correct?"

An astonished expression crossed both Draco and Hermione's faces.

"Oh yes Mr. Malfoy I know you've got one. I was informed by Severus the day you came to seek help from him. What is it that you are here for?"

Draco stared into Dumbledore's eyes then stood.

"Headmaster I don't want to become a Death Eater. I had no choice the night that I was given my Mark. I-I am dating… Hermione. And I love her. I need your help Headmaster."

Dumbledore's eyes continued to twinkle.

"Indeed. I will help you Draco… that is if you tell me where you're father is right now."

"I don't know. He escaped and said that he'd put the Imperius curse on the wizard guards there. How did you know that he'd escaped?"

"From me." Professor Snape said slowly.

Hermione was taking all of this in slightly overwhelmed. She had no idea that Dumbledore had ways of knowing this much! What didn't he know?

"Miss Granger I believe that you should finish your year at Hogwarts quietly. Draco unfortunately is going to have to be taken into hiding. With Sirius Black indeed. I'll have to inform the Order."

Draco looked taken aback.

"That is the only way to keep you safe. Will you fight alongside us Draco? Do I have your word on it?"

Draco nodded and placed his hand into Dumbledore's outstretched hand and shook it firmly.

"Miss Granger you may join him after the year has finished. I'll be informing the Order about all of this and by the end of the week you will be taken into hiding." He concluded.

"This is Top Secret, please keep this to yourself Miss Granger? For the time being."

"Of course Professor."

"Very well, Severus take Draco to your quarters until I have arranged something." Dumbledore ordered standing from his desk.

"I will Headmaster."

Draco looked at Hermione and quickly kissed her goodbye before following Snape out of the office.

"I can see him before he goes can't I Professor?" She asked quickly after watching Draco's retreating back.

Dumbledore chuckled.

"I will certainly try to make that work. Keep this from Harry and Ron for the moment." He said raising his eyebrows.

"You have my word. Thank you."

"I will have the staff keep an eye on you and out of harms way until the years concluded." He said quietly.

Hermione nodded.

"If that's best."

"I think it is."

Hermione nodded again, this time more candid. With that Hermione left Dumbledore's office.

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Hermione kept extremely quiet the following week. She had only seen Draco once or twice. The cover up made by Dumbledore and that staff that was told to the students was that he had taken fatally ill.

Only Hermione knew the truth. Her friends asked her several times if she was ok, and she always nodded and said, 'thank you, he'll be fine. I'm ok too'

However this morning Hermione was not ok. Her head was currently buried into the toilet bowl as she vomited. This was the third time this week. She'd thought perhaps that she was only sick because she had been eating excessively this week.

She'd been craving all kinds of sweets all week and each morning would wake up and have to puke. Perhaps she was just eating her sorrows because she missed Draco she also thought. Or maybe she was coming down with something. That was the most logical explanation.

Another wave of nausea poured over Hermione and she once again buried her face into the toilet and barfed up yesterday's lunch. Once she finally finished Hermione left the bathroom gripping her stomach.

Her belly ached still and she felt dizzy. Yes I'm definitely coming down with something, she thought as she walked back into the dormitory room. When she entered she was met by the superfluity strong sent of perfume.

"Uhh yuck!" She spat feeling dizzy.

Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown looked up at her and giggled.

"Still sick?" Lavender asked.

"Ugh yea," Hermione answered groggily.

"That perfume is way to strong in here uhh!" Hermione screeched throwing herself onto her fluffy bed.

The girls giggled again.

"We only sprayed two squirts Hermione. Honesty someone would think you're pregnant the way you're behaving. Over eating sweets, puking, sensitive to the lightest smells…" The girls laughed again, but Hermione didn't.

Horrified she thought to herself… I actually could be pregnant. She and Draco had actually never used protection. The thought had never crossed her mind. Suddenly Hermione jumped up from her bed and ran to get dressed.

An hour and a half later Hermione was back in the Gryffindor Girls bathroom; the pregnancy test she'd bought in Hogsmeade lay in her palm. Slowly a word began to form and then was very clearly visible.

The word read: positive

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