A/N: So here's another chapter, a little later than promised. I had it all ready to go but have been out all weekend with family and forgot. I'm not 100% with it so I know it kind of sucks. If I can make it better than I will edit it but the basic chapter outline will be the same. Thanks again for all the reviews, favourites and follows. I think you all know how much it all means and thanks for sticking by me. Here goes...

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Trouble in the Sweet Shop

Chapter 31

As soon as the Malfoy's returned home, Hermione contacted Harry, letting him know he needed to come over asap. Draco wandered off around the house, Hermione settled Scorpius down for a nap, it had been a busy day for him and he soon drifted off, she then began looking for Draco. she found him in the attic, sitting infront of a large box, sleeves on his white shirt rolled up.

She watched in silence as he dug out book after book, flicking through some and putting them to one side. After a few minutes a house elf interrupted, announcing the arrival of Harry. She asked him to be shown up.

When Harry reached the top, he carefully walked in, wondering what was going on.

"What's going on?" Hermione was a little calmer than she was earlier at Diagon Alley, her colour had returned yet she felt so guilty about asking Harry to come. The stress from his job was apparent, it wasn't easy being an Auror but who else could she turn to? She had to make sure this was the same person. It wasn't Hermione who spoke this time, still sifting through the boxes, head down, Draco addressed Harry.

"We went to Diagon Alley today Potter..." He flicked through a large book, stopped and turned a few pages, he then pulled out a picture. In the picture was a smirking Draco Malfoy, his arm around a younger looking Zachary Yaxley. Zachary was blonde also, yet a much darker shade, more of a dirty blonde. He was about 2 inches shorter than Draco, his build a little wider. He would definitely be a beater. They were wearing Quidditch robes and it was obvious they were at a match. In the picture, the boys cheered as the players flew in the background. Draco held out the picture to Harry, he was taken back to Hogwarts, that smirking ferret looking back. He still didn't like Draco, but he was civil at least, for the sake of Hermione. He knew Draco had changed but he so often got that feeling that the evil boy was still inside.

"Tell me Potter, Is that him?" Harry studied the photo, he nodded slowly and frowned.

"I thought you hadn't met him?" Draco saw red, his face was the same face from school. A look of disgust and pure rage was present. He tried to keep his voice quiet, he didn't want to wake his son and he certainly didn't want his son to see him like this. He didn't want his son to know who he once was and all the awful things he had done, especially to Hermione. When Scorpius was older, Draco would tell him everything but not yet. His voice, although low, was venomous.

"Potter that man is Zachary Yaxley, a death eaters son. We bumped into him in Diagon Alley, I know him, he saw me, he saw my son and scared my wife half to death. What the hell is wrong with you? The Auror's potter, you're there to catch dark wizards, to prevent this shit from happening."

"We have everything on Zach, Malfoy nothing links him." Harry protested, this couldn't be right. Was a death eater's son right under their noses without them knowing?

"and you wonder why we hated you Aurors" His voice raised and he stood, hand in his pocket on his wand, ready to strike. Harry, feeling threatened, looking at the Slytherin from school, the son of a death eater rose too and whipped his wand out of his pocket, pointing it at Draco.

"Draco!" Hermione found her voice, making it stern. Harry and Draco were staring at each other, murderous looks in their eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know full well what it means." His hand twitched and he contemplated hexing the man infront of him. The raven haired man turned to leave.

"Hermione, you need to come too." When he turned Hermione was right next to Draco, her hand on his wand arm.

"Hermione? Come on, grab your son and come with me. I can protect you."

"Why?"

"Hermione, you heard what he said, he is practically confirming he is still a death eater, if you weren't in here I would have already took him down."

"Baby." Her voice was softer and she placed a hand on her husbands cheek, who tured his head, leaning forward until both of their heads were touching and their eyes were closed. He took his hand out of his pocket, without his wand. She looked towards Harry and spoke calmly.

"Harry you know he didn't mean it in that way."

"What?" Stepping forward, she spoke in a very serious and strict voice, reminding Harry of when they were at school and doing something they shouldn't.

"Harry, how can we possibly trust the Auror's when you have one of them in your ranks?"

"You've got one in your bed, you're sleeping with a death eater!" She stepped foward, raising her own wand at her friend.

"He's not a death eater Harry, what don't you get about that? You need to leave. NOW." Draco stood back, allowing his wife to confront her friend, if it was left to him he would surely hex Harry and that would earn no points with Hermione. Harry looked at her for a moment more, before turning and leaving.

"You know I didn't mean it in..." She shushed him and wrapped her arms around him.

"Draco I know you. You get angry and you say stupid things. But I understand. How can we trust any of those Aurors without knowing who they really are? More importantly, how come nobody knows about Zach?" She paused and looked at the empty doorway where Harry once stood. She had a lot of damage control to do.

"We have to leave Harry out of this. At least for the time being." Draco nodded and engulfed his wife in a bone crushing hug, kissing her head.

The following day saw Hermione helping Draco sort out some work. He had decided to take some time off to take care of his family. He was confident that he had left the business in good hands. They were working hard to find a way to out Zach. First of all they needed to find out how he had infiltrated the ministry without suspision. Just changing his name does not change his whole history and record.

Hermione had worked on and off for the past 4 years, she wanted to spend as much time as possible with her son so took to working a few hours here and there, mainly doing paperwork and admin, bringing it home to work whilst spending time with her family. Her obsessive need to work was now fulfilled with her obsessive need to stay at home and be a mother to her son. Soon she would give up being a healer for a fair amount of years, home schooling her son until he was ready to go to Hogwarts. She had often toyed with the idea of sending Scorpius to muggle school but with how out of control his magic will be might be dangerous and awkward.

She had contacted a friend at work who had organised a shift for her, going over "paperwork". Sorting out everything and anything that needed sorting out. Doing the work that the other nurses hated, but it gave Hermione something to do. It also gave her unlimited access to personal files. Any file on any witch or wizard who had stayed here. Birth records, admittance forms and health backgrounds. The perfect opportunity to check on anything on Zach. She would surely be fired, should she be found out snooping through any old record for personal use but if Hermione had learnt anything from her Slytherin husband, it was to be sneaky and not get caught.

It was the best shot they had at the moment.

It was 11.30 on a Thursday morning, Hermione was at work. She now had her own desk in the admin and files department. Files were flying all over the place, placing themselves in different shelves and drawers. Throughout the morning healers would pop down to collect a file they had ordered.

Hermione had been there for over 2 hours, waiting for it to be quiet enough, finally checking nobody was awaiting files or work, Hermione stood from her chair and crept to the patients files. Finding Y she checked for Yaxley, of course many names were under that header, the Yaxley's were purebloods afterall. Looking for Zachary she found nothing. There was no Zachary Yaxley. So she searched for Richman, the only thing she could find was a small brown folder, she sat at her desk and opened the folder. There was a single sheet of paper, on it had his details; Name, Date of Birth, Blood Status, Address. Etc. What confused her the most yet at the same time made all the sense in the world was his blood status. It simply read MUGGLEBORN. Zach was a Muggleborn, he was born in muggle London. But this was all there was, nothing else, no records of his parents. How could she be sure he was the same man. For all she knew, this could be a completely different person.

He had never been to St Mungos? He wasn't born there, he had never been admitted, he wan't even on visiting files. Standing back up, she had another idea. She searching back through the Y section and finding Yaxley's file. He wasn't married and had no children. He was pureblood and a death eater, completely against muggles, there was no way this was possible. It was highly unlikely that he was this boys father, his mother was muggle.

Hermione sat down, putting her quill down and thinking. She needed to get home, just 4 more hours and she could return home, let Draco know what was going on. Was it a fake name? Well it must have been because Draco new him as Yaxley and Harry as Richman. She was shaken from her thoughts as another Healer walked in and immediately got back to work.

The hours passed slowly and Hermione was watching the clock until it ticked 5.30pm. She almost jumped out of her seat, grabbed her things and apparated home.

"Hey any luck?" After hearing the pop of his wife's arrival, Draco walked into the hallway with a mug of tea and handed it to her, leaning over and giving her a quick peck, she placed her bag down and shook her head.

"Nothing. Draco I am officially confused, I'm completely out of ideas and stuck on what else to do." She rubbed her head and sat down, taking her mug in both hands and bringing it to her lips taking a large gulp, closing her eyes as the hot liquid went down her throat. Sighing, she opened her eyes and looked at her troubled husband. For one of the first times in her life, she was completely lost, he took a deep breath and began explaining her findings, or lack of them. She also asked about Yaxley and his "son", to which Draco frowned.

"What? That makes no sense, I know it's his son, Hermione I practically grew up with the kid. He's definitely not muggle born."

"Wasn't anything ever mentioned?" Hermione wondered.

"Not that I can remember, Hermione we were kids, our parents were against muggles. I just presumed he was Pureblood." Draco frowned, this wasn't right. He saw what the death eaters were like, they tortured and killed muggles and muggleborns for sport. Plus Voldemort was a pro at legilimency, how could something like this get passed him? Nothing makes sense. This had to be someone else.

"What do we do now?" She put her cup down and put her head in her hands, stressed and tearful. She hated feeling helpless and not being able to do something. She had battled Voldemort and countless amounts of death eaters, she had fought off dementors and faced life threatening decisions and puzzles, yet she couldn't figure this out. It frustrated her more than anything. Draco sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her and held her close, letting her cry.

"It's ok..."

"Draco it's not ok! How can it be ok, we have a little boy in there, who is in danger because of this person, because of YOUR father and we can't do anything. I have a husband and best friend who hate each other and the Ministry, those appointed to keep us all safe have traitors working for them." She completely broke down, unable to talk and began shaking.

"Hermione, look at me...look at me. we'll be ok. I will not stop until this is sorted."

"Draco they will not stop until I'm gone, Lucius hates the fact that I tore his son away from him. He hates that I led you astray. This is tearing us apart, it is upsetting Scorpius. His little face, it's breaking my heart. We have no place to even begin to look. Yaxely pureblood Draco it makes no sense, why is there nothing on him?"

"He's hiding something Hermione, he knew Zach was his son, that's how I met him. We need to check muggle records, The wizarding world doesn't have birth records if they weren't born in the wizarding world."

"Are you sure Draco, this could be a huge waste of time, time that we really don't have." He looked into his wife's eyes, she was scared for their family. Hermione Granger, once the devoted bookworm was now so focused on her family, instead of her job and her will to learn. He loved this woman and he needed to be the strong one at the moment.

"It's worth a try." She eventually nodded and wiped her eyes. Focusing on the man in front of her, he too had changed so much. The boy who would have nothing to do with anything related to Muggles and Muggleborns, wanted to venture into her old way of life. Who would have thought Draco Malfoy was a family man?

"How are we meant to access Muggle files?"

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