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SCAR XIII

"Albus, I need to speak with you." Madam Pomfrey said, ushering the headmaster aside.

"Yes, Poppy?"

"Albus, wouldn't it be wise to question Mr. Potter and discover his side of the story? Mr. Malfoy seems very certain that Mr. Potter took advantage of Miss Granger."

"Yes, Poppy. It would be wise. I think I shall do that right at this very moment."

Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall. "Minerva, will you and Severus collect Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasely and bring them my office, please?"

"Certainly, Albus. I'll find Professor Sprout and have her find Mr. Weasely in the Hufflepuff common room, and Severus shall find Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall walked away from the infirmary and down to find the two teachers."

"Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, I shall escort you back to your rooms. I assume that you will feel, much more comfortable there."

Draco nodded, Hermione still crying on his shoulder. Draco stood and gently picked her up, she wrapped her arms around his neck and continued to cry, her eyes now, quite red and puffy.

Dumbledore led them to their rooms, the portrait only asking a few questions this time.

"Names?"

"Draco Soren Morpheus Malfoy and Hermione Aradia Rhiannon Granger."

"Why is she crying?" The portrait asked, eyeing Hermione.

"She doesn't want to be pregnant."

"What…"

"That is enough." Dumbledore said. "Poppycock."

"You said it." The door swung open.

"Thank you, Headmaster."

"Anytime, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore walked off toward his office, to visit with Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley.

Draco walked inside the blue and green accented room. He sat down in the cushiest, most plush chair and held Hermione on his lap. She rubbed her head into his chest and sniffled.

"Shhh…" Draco cooed. "It'll be okay, Mia."

Draco hummed the melody of SCAR, and Hermione stopped sobbing and sang with his soft, gentle hum.

"hajimete namida o mita hi wa
nani mo dekizu ni tada tada
te o nigirimashita

nakitsukarete nemurikaketa koro
boku no hou o mite "gomen ne" to
tsubuyaite sukoshi waraimashita"

(The day that I first saw tears
I couldn't do anything.
I just gripped your hand.

Tired from crying, about to fall asleep
you turned to me and whispered,
"I'm sorry," and smiled a little.)

As soon as Hermione sang the last line, Draco rested his head on her shoulder, he smiled a little and said "I'm sorry." Hermione kissed his cheek.

"Are we done crying?"

She sniffled one last time. "For now."

"Okay. Good, I don't like it when you're crying."

Hermione smiled a little, Draco placed a hand on her tummy.

"It won't be kicking for quite a while." She said.

"So? There's something growing in there and that's just weird… and what's weirder is it's mine."

"Yeah… Although I still can't comprehend how it's yours." She intertwined her hand with his.

"Me either baby, me either." Draco nuzzled his cheek against hers.

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Albus Dumbledore walked into his office, after muttering Rasinet first, and he saw a very nervous looking Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.

"Have they been administered the Veritaserum, Serverus?"

"Yes, Headmaster." He answered, then he walked out of Dumbledore's office.

"Hello boys, please, tell me what happened a few weeks ago, when Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger were attacked."

Both boys stayed silent.

"Go on, you can tell the truth, actually, you can try and lie, but it won't work. Come on now boys, I know you have information."

"Well you see…" Ron began.

"Yes Mr. Weasely?"

"It started on the train coming here. I caught Hermione and Draco snogging on the train and I told Harry and he said that we should skin them and make blankets. But we never did it, Professor Dumbledore, honest to Merlin."

"Hmmm.. Harry?"

"No, Sir, We didn't. If we did, we didn't consciously do it. I had a strange dream that I was raping Hermione and Ron was cutting Malfoy open, but I don't remember doing it."

"What else happened in that dream, Mr. Potter?"

"Well, I was put under the imperious curse by someone in all black. He told me to do it sir. He had me put Malfoy in a body bind and then beat him up with fists and knives, then he had me rape Hermione and after Malfoy blacked out, He had me put him under the imperious curse and had him rape her too. After that we were to carry Malfoy back to where he was and then we went back to our rooms. When we awoke the next morning, we were covered in blood and we heard of the attacks."

"So, you didn't consciously do it."

"No Sir."

"Hmmm… Do you have any idea who this dodgy figure in black might have been?"

"I think it might have been Voldemort, Sir, I had the same dream as Harry did." Ron said.

"Thank you boys. You may return to your common rooms now."

"Professor, I may have been pissed off at Hermione, but I would never hurt her like that. I care for her too much."

"Yes, Mr. Potter."

Draco and Ron retreated back to their common rooms.

"Serverus?"

"Yes, Albus?" Snape said, walking in through the door that the two boys had just left through.

"Are you sure you administered the serum?"

"Yes, Albus. I mixed it and fed it to them myself."

"Okay, Severus. They seem to believe that they were under the imperious curse."

"It is possible, Headmaster."

"Yes, that means we have a larger problem on our hands than before."

"Perhaps we should switch the houses back now, Albus?"

"No, Severus, I stand by my word that this will help bring the houses closer."

"Yes, Headmaster."

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Draco owled his mother about Hermione's condition and she in returned owled Cordelia. Lucius was very thrilled.

"Cordelia," Narcissa wrote,

"I have just received an owl from my son. He and your niece were a little busy apparently and now, she is pregnant. Lucius is quite thrilled. I'm sure you shall be too." She signed her name elegantly and sent the owl off to the Staran Manor.

Cordelia received the letter in a matter of minutes. She was absolutely ecstatic.

"Narcissa,

You know what this means! The Darklord's heir has produced the most powerful child in the history of Witchcraft! And to think, my niece! Narcissa! We will be related! The Staran-Malfoy link will finally be joined and the Darklord shall rise again!" Cordelia sent the owl back to the Malfoy Manor and began to pack a small bag, she absolutely had to see her niece.

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