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"Draco, come back. I think we have to settle something"Draco turned around slowly still holding Ashleigh in her carrier. Harry looked extremely angry. Draco knew why. He'd noticed it for a while now. Harry knew something. He didn't know everything but he knew that there was something going on between himself and his Hermione.
"What is it Potter?" He said eyeing his opponent carefully. He didn't want to fight in front of Ashleigh. He didn't want to fight because this was, unfortunately his love's best friend.
Harry got his courage back and stepped towards Draco. He breathed calmly as he looked him up and down. Draco did the same.
"Hermione." Harry said simply. Draco stared at him.
"What about Hermione?" He said. A few people had stopped to stare.
"Stay away from her." He warned. Draco sneered.
"She doesn't mind me being near her. So why should I?"
"You'll hurt her." He said.
"Like you have? I don't think so." He said. Harry's eyes flickered in flames of green fury.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me Potter. You hurt her. She liked you. She cried over you so I helped her. She wanted your attention. Who do you think made that beauty more beautiful than she was? I made her Potter. I gave her the confidence you took away." He said angrily. He couldn't help it. He'd made her. He wanted him to know this. He wanted everyone to know.
"You're lying." Harry cried out. He wouldn't accept that he'd hurt her.
"What you don't believe me? Ask her. Ask her how she'd cried her eyes out when she saw you with that girl. Ask her how she confessed to me. Ask her how I made her gorgeous. I gave her back what you took and I made it better."
"You touched her?" Harry accused. He didn't know why he asked but he needed to know.
Draco stayed quiet for a moment. The people had crowded around now. Though neither boy noticed. Draco looked straight into Harry's green eyes with no fear or shame.
"And if I did?" He asked slowly. Harry's eyes flared up even more. Draco's voice became a whisper so no one could hear but Harry. "She gave me the one thing you could never take now. I had her. I tasted her I touched her flesh. I kissed her lips. I ravished her and made her a woman."
Harry couldn't talk. He only held onto his wand on the verge of screaming. Hermione had slept with Draco Malfoy. The seriousness in Draco's voice assured Harry that this was no joke. He was being serious.
"She wanted me after a while Potter. Maybe she wanted to be good enough for you at first but I think she stopped looking at you as a man. She saw me as the man she wanted to give herself to and she did. Freely. No spells or blackmailing. She gave herself to ME."
"You bastard." Harry spat. He was angry. At Draco for what he'd just said, at Hermione for allowing this to happen and not telling him what was going on and at himself and that's what angered him the most.
"She's mine now Potter. I won't hurt her. I won't use her and I won't mistreat her. So get over it."
Draco turned away after that and started to walk away with his daughter. He held her tightly in the carrier holding her higher so he could stare at her. She may have had his eyes and hair but he could see Hermione in her perfectly.
With his back turned against the boy who lived he didn't see the rage in his eyes. He didn't see the way something in Harry snapped as he pointed his wand towards him. The only thing he heard was the sound of Harry's voice.
"Adflictatio." Harry cried
Draco didn't even get a chance to turn around as the flashes of pain ran through him. He fell to the ground with Ashleigh still in his arms.
Everyone gasped. Harry stood with his wand still pointed. His breathing was ragged at his eyes still flickered with anger.
Ashleigh's carrier had been thrown by the impact and Draco who had managed to catch her even through his pain now was holding her tightly.
Cries and yells could be heard all over the school. One was the cry of a frightened baby. Ashleigh was trembling and waving her little arms around. What had happened? Who had hurt her daddy? Why was he screaming?
Draco was screaming. The pain inside of him was ripping through his entire body. He couldn't hold back any of it. It was impossible. The pain was unbearable and there was no holding back. He held his daughter tightly and tried to protect her.
"ASHLEIGH!" He cried out. His voice was riddled with so much pain it sent chills to whoever heard it.
Harry walked closer his wand still pointed at Draco. None of the students dared to move. They could have stopped him but the adrenaline of it kept them all at bay.
"Shut up." He whispered. How could he dare call out her name?
"HERMIONE!" He called out. The pain was getting worse. The stabbing he felt wouldn't stop and he thought to himself how his father's beatings had been less painful.
"STOP CALLING TO HER!" Harry yelled. "She doesn't care about you and you don't care about her so why call out to her?"
"HERMIONE!" Draco called out yet again. "HERMIONE!"
Ashleigh kept screaming and crying. She was terrified and some of the students noticed something red on her little fingers.
Blood. Draco started squirming, as Harry got angrier. He held onto Ashleigh tighter and his breathing became harder. He could feel things ripping on his skin. His flesh was being eaten by the hex and only the gods would know the pain he was in.
His eyes rolled back as he let out another scream of agony. The blood started to seep through his robes and it landed on little Ashleigh. She cried louder. She didn't' like the sight of her father's blood. It splattered all over her stomach and some on her forehead.
Draco stared kicking and crying out louder. Harry was not in control anymore. His rage was killing the Slytherin and he didn't even realize it. The more he looked at Draco the angrier he got.
Draco held onto his daughter as much as he could but the pain was too unbearable and he dropped her. She fell to the ground and he grabbed himself trying to ease the pain. It was futile.
Ashleigh now lay sprawled out on the ground her legs and arms kicking furiously. Her little body could barely handle the pain of the fall and her head had hit hard. Her little lungs were out of breath from all the screaming she was doing.
Draco heard her screaming and he wanted nothing more to reach for her and grab her. Hold her and comfort her but at the moment he had nothing to give but he had to reach out for her. Had to hold her keep her safe.
With weak and shaking arms he reached out for her. None of the students dared help him. Grabbing onto Ashleigh he pulled her closer to him and started shaking. He was going to die if this kept going and he prayed he could protect Ashleigh long enough for Hermione to come and save her.
Harry looked on his eyes where on fire. Ashleigh's cries only fueled his hate and rage. The child was a mix of Hermione and Draco. Ashleigh and Sebastian where their children and he hated it. She shouldn't be Draco's.
"What's going on here?"" Everyone turned to see Medea. Her eyes narrowed, as she got closer. Her eyes widened when she saw Draco sprawled across the floor looking like he was about to die from torture. "What happened here?"
No one spoke. Harry had lowered his wand and was looking down.
She ran to Draco's side and tried to take Ashleigh from him. He wouldn't let her. He just kept shaking and muttering. He couldn't' scream anymore. Ashleigh was now whimpering unable to scream either. The blood was all over the place. He was loosing blood fast.
"Draco." She gasped seeing what was happening.
"Hermione need Hermione." He managed to gasp out "Ashleigh she needs to take care of Ashleigh."
Medea looked around and pointed to one of the students. "Go get Hermione Granger. NOW!"
"Yes ma'am." The boy gasped before running out. Most students knew where the seventh years where.
"Come on Draco. Stay with me. Draco come on let go of Ashleigh. We'll take care of her." She tired to take the baby out of his arms.
"No." He screamed. The pain was lessening since Harry's rage had started to subdue. The blood still ran down his chest and his legs. His eyes were all watery. He'd refused to cry.
"Someone go get the nurse!" Medea screamed. Half the students ran towards the hospital wing.
Medea couldn't understand why no one had called for a professor. Draco was dieing.
Hermione arrived holding Sebastian in her arms. She hadn't even bothered to get the pram.
Ginny, Lavender and some other seventh year girls were behind her. She let out a scream and ran to Draco's side.
"Draco? Draco wake up." She started, ignoring the blood she'd just knelt on. Sebastian was taken from her arms by Ginny who had run to her. She now had both arms on him trying to get him to look at her. "Draco look at me."
She started crying. The sight was horrible. He was barely breathing. Blood was all over his robes and his beautiful eyes were becoming dull.
Professor Snape and Deo came running with the nurse behind them. Her eyes became wide when she saw the students sprawled on the floor.
Medea was checking his pulse trying to think of a spell that could reverse the one Harry had done but she didn't know which one he'd done.
"What happened?"
"He's dieing." Hermione cried out. Ashleigh was in his arms shaking and whimpering. Draco managed to look up at her and gasp out.
"Look after…Ashleigh." With the last strength in his body he handed her to Hermione. Without another word he fell unconscious
"DRACO!" She screamed. She then looked at Harry with despair and confusion in her eyes.
"WHY?" She screamed. The teachers would come back after. Right now they needed to get Draco to the hospital wing.
Deo took Draco in his arms and as quick as he could he raced towards the hospital wing with Snape, Medea and Madame Pomfry in toe.
"WHY?" Hermione screamed out again getting closer to Harry.
He was no longer angry. Just in shock. He had never thought he'd get that far. He hadn't intended on killing him.
Hermione was closer to him. Her eyes were so full of anger and sadness. One of the Gryfinndor girls grabbed Ashleigh though it took a bit to get her out of Hermione's shaking grasp.
"WHY?" She screamed again. Harry didn't' answer. "WHY?
She hit him. She slapped him and punched him. She attacked him with all the anger in her. She didn't use her wand. She clawed at him and left blood marks on his face.
The whole time Harry didn't retaliate. He only stood there taking everything she gave him. She was crying and sobbing as she took it all out on him.
She looked up at him and punched him in his eye. "ANSWER ME! WHY?"
He stood there holding his eye. His glasses had broken and the glass had scratched his eyelid. Blood was now flowing from in between his fingers.
"HOW DARE YOU. HOW DARE YOU ATTACK HIM? YOU HAD NO RIGHT. I DON'T' KNOW WHY YOU HURT HIM."
For the first time Harry spoke. "He told me everything."
"THAT GAVE YOU NO RIGHT TO HURT HIM. YOU SHOULD HAVE COME TO ME. YOU SHOULD HAVE SPOKEN TO ME. I MADE THE CHOISES HARRY. NO ONE FORCED ME. YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM. YOU COULD HAVE KILLED AHSLEIGH."
"SHE'S NOT REAL!" Harry cried out.
"SHE IS TO ME!" Hermione cried back. The tears were covering her cheeks as she slapped him again.
"She's just a puppet." He cried out again.
"She's mine and Draco's. We made her. Weather she's a puppet or not she's mine. You hurt her. You hurt Draco. You could have killed him Harry. You could have killed the man I loved."
With those last words she turned and took both children in her arms She looked at Harry one last time before running to the hospital wing leaving a dumbfounded Harry and a group of shocked students.
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Hermione sat on one of the chairs next to Draco's bed. It was one in the morning and he still hadn't woken up. They'd bandaged him up and he lay there unconscious. She traced her fingertips over his cheekbone sniffling for the hundredth time that night.
Harry ad been taken to Dumbledore. For a good two hours he'd spoken to both Medea and Dumbledore. Everyone thought he'd be expelled but for some reason they did not expel him.
He was placed under detention and Hermione had been told she would too be placed under the same detention.
As angry as she was she should have not attacked Harry.
Draco was barely alive and she didn't care if she got detention. When she'd got there with Ashleigh and Sebastian, Medea had helped her heal the baby girl.
Ashleigh and her brother now lay peacefully in a cot. Hermione had held Ashleigh as long as possible soothing and comforting her.
She had finally begun to drift to sleep when she heard someone move. She opened her eyes and looked around and she saw that Draco's eyes began to flutter as he started to wake up.
"Draco...." She said softly. She saw his eyes open and look around.
"Hermione?" He said as if he was looking around in the dark
"Yes." She said getting up and almost running to his bedside.
"How do you feel?" She asked holding his hand.
"I'm ok. How are you?" He asked.
"I'm fine." She said.
"How are our kids?" He asked concerned.
"They are fine, we just had to clean Ashleigh up. But she's fine." Hermione replied.
"I thought that you died. Thank God you are alive. I love you so much, Draco." She said. Draco smiled. She'd finally said the words he yearned to hear from her lips.
"I love you too." They shared a sweet kiss as Madame Pomfrey came in to check up in on him.
"Well well Mr. Malfoy, it appears that you are doing much better. However the hex that Mr. Potter gave you prevents you from walking for the next couple of hours. You will need help walking tomorrow and perhaps Miss Granger can help you with your crutches." She said.
"Of course I will," Hermione said smiling at Draco.
"I will leave you two together. Hermione, make sure that Draco takes his medicine on the hour. Two tablespoons of the red bottle." Madame Pomfrey added.
"I will. Thank you so much Madame." Hermione said.
"Yes, Thank you." Draco added weakly. Madame Pomfrey walked out and shut the door behind her. Just then Draco started humming a familiar song that Hermione had thought that she had heard before.
"What are you humming?" She asked.
"Oh nothing, just some muggle song." He said blankly.
"A muggle song? Draco Malfoy humming a muggle song?" She asked with a smirk.
"Yes, as a matter of fact. You would think their name is weird." He said.
"Oh really. Just tell me." She said.
"They are called the 'Goo Goo Dolls'" Draco said laughing.
"Oh I've heard of them!" Hermione said.
"Yeah. I love this one song. 'Iris.' It's good." Draco said. He then began to sing very softly.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cuz I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I've ever been
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cuz sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
"Draco, I love you." Hermione said
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"I love you too," He added.
And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am............
They were interrupted by the sound of a baby crying. It was Ashleigh. Hermione got up from the hospital chair to attend to her daughter. When she picked her daughter up and she instantly stopped crying.
" Could I hold her?" Draco asked her.
"Of course." She said giving her daughter to him. He began to whisper to her.
"Are you ok baby girl? I bet that you got scared there for a minute. I'm sure that you are ok. You seem fine. I love you baby girl, don't ever forget it." Draco said.
"Draco, you never seize to amaze me," Hermione said.
"Why?"
"You just said that you loved our daughter, and the irony of it is that it isn't even real." Hermione drifted off.
"I know," He said.
"I can't believe that Harry did this to you," Hermione said.
"Yeah, I know. He's just jealous of you and me." Draco said.
"I know. But he shouldn't have done that. He's going to pay for it." She said.
"No, Hermione, because then you'd be just as bad as he is. Just let it go." Draco said.
"How can I let go of the fact that he almost killed you?" Hermione said.
"Don't worry about it. I'm fine now. That's what matters, and that Ashleigh is ok. He almost killed her, too." He added.
"Don't remind me." She said looking at her daughter.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to," He said.
For a long moment they stayed silent. Then Hermione bite her lower lip.
"You did provoke him though." She said softly. "And I did punch him."
Draco raised an eyebrow at her and started laughing. Oh he could imagine Hermione in a cloud of rage. He'd been on the receiving end of her anger many times.
"Stop laughing. It's not funny." She said slapping him playfully.
"Oh it's funny. You hitting Harry Potter, I'm sorry it's priceless." He said taking in a deep breath. Ashleigh giggled in his arms. She liked her daddy laughing.
"Well I guess you should stay here for tonight. We can leave tomorrow and go straight to breakfast." Hermione said trying to change the subject. She knew she'd have to speak to Harry sooner or later.
Draco just nodded but then frowned.
"Oh no." He muttered. Hermione looked at him quizzically. "Quidditch practice tomorrow."
"I think they'll live without you for once."
"Quidditch match next Sunday. Needed to get extra practice in." He said. She rolled her eyes.
"You should be more worried about your classes. I mean we've got exams at the end of the term. I haven't even started studying. I should have started at the beginning of last month." She started going on about how she'd fail if she didn't start studying.
"Hermione. You've got five months till exams even start." Draco said a little stunned. He should be used to this by now.
"Yes I know but its' better to be ready. Oh and we haven't' even started planning the Halloween ball or the Yule ball." She said. Draco lay back with Ashleigh against her chest.
"Your mum's crazy." He whispered. The baby cooed as if to agree.
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The week went by too slowly for Draco. He'd gotten out of the hospital on crutches and had gone to breakfast to face all of the student body.
They all knew what had happened and started whispering the minute Draco and Hermione came in.
He took it in stride and made it to his table. His friends all praised him on surviving death and the girls all cooed at him if he was all right. They stopped at the look Hermione gave them.
Classes had been boring as usual but Draco needed to fly. He missed Quidditch practice and he hoped by Saturday he could go flying.
He'd been off the crutches since Tuesday but Madame Pomfrey had ordered him to stay on the ground till Friday.
Hermione had insisted they hold meetings to plan the school events. The Halloween ball was already planned by the end of Wednesday and the Yule ball was not far behind.
Medea had grabbed both Hermione and Draco for detention the minute Draco could walk.
It wasn't fun. Every day for an hour they had to help with the new dragons that had come in. They belonged to Medea and Deo's father who owned desert racing dragons. Dumbledore allowed them to be on Hogwarts grounds for study and the female was nesting.
The job they got was to clean up after the dragons. Harry had been doing it since Sunday and Hermione and Draco started on the Tuesday.
Medea's explanation for Draco's detention was. 'You provoked.'
Saturday morning finally came and everything was almost normal. Hermione was still not speaking to Harry even if he was sending apology notes, trying to beg for forgiveness and even got down on his knees before one of the classes.
She knew he meant it but she wouldn't forgive him just yet.
They were all in the muggle studies hall waited for Medea and Deo. Snape and McGonagoll were already there.
Since the last class had been canceled they had to stay the extra two hours. No one liked this but they didn't say anything. Medea's form of punishment wasn't a very hygienic one.
Deo came in wearing a pair of black slacks and a dark blue button up shirt. His hair was combed back and he looked like he was going to go out on a date. Medea walked in a few minutes later carrying Steven in his little carrier. She wore a short cream dress that flared out towards the bottom. The pair of heals she wore could probably kill someone if she stepped on them.
"Right class. Please leave the prams and carriers over there don't worry you're children will be fine." She said glancing at Pansy and a few other protective mothers.
"I hope you've all been working hard on your assignments. They'll be due before your families come in after Halloween." She continued. Everyone groaned. Draco hoped he could get into the class and continue on his practical clay work.
"Right everyone go change. Your clothes are in the locker rooms." Deo ordered sitting down on a bench. Medea walked into a storage area and came back with a portable radio and a stack of compact discs.
"I hope you know what you're doing." Snape said darkly.
"Believe me I know exactly what I'm doing. Remember Professor my mother didn't drill every dance move there ever was for no reason." Medea said smiling.
It was true. Their mother had been a fanatic of muggle and wizard dancing. Ever since her children could walk she'd made sure they could dance every step in the book.
Everyone had gone to the locker rooms and found dresses and nice looking shirts. No one complained about the clothes. Well the boys did. They said they looked too formal.
"I look amazing." Lavender said looking at the dinner dress she wore. "I wonder what we're doing."
"Maybe they're going to teach us how to act at a muggle party." A girl form Huffelpuff said.
"No I don't think so." Another girl said. "I saw Professor Averieale leave with a radio."
"A what?" A girl from Slytherin asked.
"A radio. It plays music." Hermione explained as she got changed into a pink satin dress.
"Alright girls hurry up in there." Medea called out. The finished dressing and all walked out. They met with their respected partners and waited patiently.
"Today class you are all going to learn the fine art of muggle dancing." Deo said smugly. The look of horror on the boy's faces was priceless.
The girls looked ecstatic. Medea stood in the middle of the hall with Deo. They started showing the students basic steps to dancing and they were to follow everything. They could barely keep up with the moves they pulled.
It was obvious to see that these two had been dancing for a very long time.
"Right everyone to the dance floor." Deo teased. Medea laughed at the looks the students gave them and she pressed play.
The music started and the boys all took their partner's hands. The music that played seemed Latin and they couldn't understand what was being said unless you spoke Spanish.
"Ready?" Hermione asked Draco. He looked quite nervous. His cousin knew he could dance. His aunt had taught him and oh how he hated this one song.
'Suffer.' He saw her mouth out.
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Oh I'm so sorry this took so long but life has been well life. I started collage and that is really time consuming. Also my best friends father died last week so you can imagine what it's been like. I'm sorry that I haven't written and I hope this makes up for some of the time lost. I'll write faster I promise.
Oh to answer some question. Yes I'm evil, shamefully my grammar is bad and English is my first language. I got terrible grammar. I really haven't added stuff about exams and Quidditch because it wasn't' really relevant to the story but yeah you're right. I should add the normal things.
I don't think Draco is that shallow so yes he should have a hobby other than the conquest of women and Quidditch. Like all people. And I warned you all at the beginning of the story that it's been done before.
Oh by the way I'm evil.
Well later everyone.
Kang