A/N: So I know I haven't updated in over a week. I had writers block, then when I got over than I spent a whole day writing and didn't save and my computer just crashed, I was so depressed about it I got writers block again. I guess I've been feeling down a lot lately and it's effecting my writing. I will try my best to update soon, but at the moment life pretty much sucks for me. However I am happy to present a new chapter to you so here you go...

Disclaimer: Once again, I do nots owns anything buts the plot.

Trouble in the Sweet Shop

Chapter 21

It had been 2 weeks since Harry and Ron had left the Burrow, they had been staying at Grimmauld Place. Occasionally returning for some of their things and Ron would raid the fridge for left overs. They had not spoken to any of the Weasleys since that night, nor did they want to. Ron felt betrayed by his own family, he couldn't believe they had taken the enemies side.

Although it was proved that Hermione was not under the influence of magic, Ron believed that Malfoy had done something to her. This was just not her, how could she fall for her enemy, for the guy that bullied her for 7 years. He didn't believe a word that came out of his mouth. He needed to get his family back and he needed to get Hermione back. If he could just show Hermione what Draco is really like, if he could convince her that Malfoy is still the same guy they met in school, Hermione would come running back. He would finally get HIS Hermione back. But how?

It was 10 o'clock at night and Scorpious was curled up in bed, fast asleep and had been for several hour. His parents were enjoying a quiet night in front of the television. They had decided not to talk about the whole Ron/Harry situation, it had caused too much trouble already and they just needed to take a break from all the hassle to focus on their own family. All that mattered to them at the moment was little Scorpious.

Sitting on the sofa, Hermione was leaning her head against Draco's chest whilst he stroked her hair. They were in bliss, at this precise moment in time, nothing mattered. Tonight was the night that they could be themselves, not hiding who they were, not trying to impress anyone, they just wanted to be together. Their bliss was short lived as a tapping came at the window. Sighing, Draco went to unlock the window to find a brown owl he didn't notice. He untied the letter and the bird flew off.

Draco,

I've done something stupid, I need your help mate.

Meet me in the alley behind the Leaky Cauldron. Come alone. Don't tell anyone.

Please hurry.

Zabini

"Who's it from?" Hermione had stood and wrapped her arms around Draco. He was frowning, something Hermione hated seeing on her husband.

"It's from Blaise. He's in trouble, wants me to meet him."

"When?" She didn't like this idea, she took the note from Draco and read over it. It sounded weird, Blaise, like Draco, had cleared his name. He had started living a normal life and this was worrying for Hermione, he was her friend too, what was so bad that he needed Draco's help, now, in secret?

"Now." Draco walked out of the door to fetch his shoes and a jacket, he grabbed his wand off the side and hugged Hermione.

"Draco it's weird, this isn't like Blaise at all. Let me come with you?" Although it was a question, she was almost demanding, Draco knew his wife considered Blaise a friend and wanted to help him but Blaise wanted him to come alone.

"He wants me to go alone, you need to stay with Scorp. I'll be fine. I won't be long." She nodded and Draco kissed her before walking out of the home.

Draco apparated to Diagon Alley, the streets were still and silent. It was nearing 10.30, all of the shops were closed and all of the people were indoors. Something inside him was stirring, not only was it silent, it was eerie and uncomfortable but he carried on walking. He looked around to make sure nobody was around to watch and then he turned and walked down the alley. He looked around for Blaise, the alley was empty, walking down to the bottom of the alley he found nothing. Perhaps Blaise was on his way, he turned to walk back and saw Blaise standing there, wand pointed towards him.

Blaise, What have you done? Blaise was shaking, he was behaving in a very weird way.

Does anyone know you're here? Draco started to walk forward, Blaise's hand stiffened and he pointed his wand more firmly at Draco.

No, mate come on, what's up? Put your wand down.

I'm sorry man. I don't want to do this! Don't move! Draco froze, he raised his arms, he wanted to cast a spell, do something to stop Blaise. He honestly didn't think Blaise had it in him to curse him, he was also scared of Blaise doing something before Draco got the chance. Blaise was always the fast yet sneaky one in Slytherin. The one that nobody noticed until it was too late.

Then don't mate. Don't do it. Come on Blaise. We're best friends and have been since Hogwarts. Blaise began walking forward, his wand pointed directly at Draco's heart. He didn't stop until his wand was pushed into Draco's chest. Now Draco was shaking.

I have to, I have to think about my family. I have to protect them.

...And what about my family Zabini? What about Scorpious? Hermione? Draco's voice quivered, but he tried to keep his control. It was fair to say he wasn't the same boy he was. When at school if he had a wand pointed at him, he could talk himself out of it. He would always have someone backing him, someone who would come to save the day. Now he feared for his life, he was scared of leaving his son without a father and leaving Hermione to raise him alone. Draco had finally grown up, right now he was regretting agreeing to help his old friend out.

They'll be fine, you think she won't move on? She's probably already screwing Weasley while your away. It won't be long until your little Scorpious is calling him daddy, it'll be like you never exsisted. Silence filled the air and the two men took deep breaths trying to calm themselves. Blaise seemed desperate to get out of this situation, tried to convince himself and Draco that their friendship meant nothing. They both knew this wasn't true.

CRUCIO Draco dropped to his knees, then fell to the floor, he let out a piercing scream and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. His whole body felt like it was on fire, like it was burning from the inside out. The pain was unbearable and his entire body was covered in sweat, then just like that the pain stopped. He was left breathless as he tried to compose himself to get up and fight back when the pain struck again. In the distance, over the ringing in his ears he heard footsteps getting closer and felt a sharp pain in his stomach, followed by sharp pains in his head and back. The pain was so unbearable.

Everything went black.

A/N: Slightly different to where we left off but I hope you enjoy. I didn't know where the story was going but I spent a whole day with possibilities and think I've come up with some good ideas. I just hope you like them. Again I feel like I always say this but Thank You so much for all the support and I feel blessed that so many of you enjoy my writing. It's you guys that make me feel like my writing is worth it.

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