Highly Attracted
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Chapter 7 Tactics
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Draco stood appalled before Hermione and was sort of shocked to find her in the same room as he was so soon. He took time before he could have recovered. One part of him told him to grab Hermione in his arms and just let the moment sink that the woman he loved was there in his arms. Another part told him to stay put and wait until Hermione talks.
"I, I--- I see that you two are having fun", said Hermione thought reluctant.
Draco smiled a bit and responded, "Yeah, reckon so. So, the Headmaster told you at last"
"Yeah and it took much courage for me to get here. And just so you know Malfoy, I came here for the child"
Draco's ego was almost smashed into smithereens. It never crossed his mind that Hermione could ever belittle him with her words. Knowing well that he should act properly before Karl, he said, "It's okay. I can't really force you to come here for me, now could I?"
Karl looked amazed at his mother. He very much liked how beautiful both his parents were. "Um, dad, is that mum?"
Hermione shifted her eyes from Draco to Karl. "Yes I am Karl. How are you?" Hermione extended a hand and shook Karl's little hand. The moment she walked-in the room, Hermione just felt a tinge of affection for the kid but the moment she held Karl's hand, electricity seemed to have flooded her senses. She thought it was her motherly instinct that was working, though somehow she dismissed the thought that Karl really was her child that came from the past.
"I'm happy right now mum. I've seen you two already! What's your name mum?" asked Karl in his sweet, innocent voice.
"I'm Hermione Granger. And how about you? What's your whole name?"
"I'm Karl Louis Spencer. Your name is Hermione Granger? Dad is Draco Malfoy. Why aren't you a Malfoy, mum?"
Hermione glanced at Draco to signal for some help in explaining. She didn't intend to confirm anything from Draco but she felt secured somehow that Draco was there.
Hermione dismissed the idea that they could continue with their relationship of being a friend, or even something more. She thought that such relationship would only lead them to repeating the past. To her it didn't make sense that there she was feeling quite alright with the fact that she already had a son and as much as possible she wanted to put Draco away from her but deep inside, a different kind of warmth surged through her. It was unexplicable.
Hermione was about to give response to Karl when Draco suddenly cut in for the sole intention of helping Hermione out of the topic. "Karl, your mum and I are not married. That's why she keeps her last name, which is Granger"
The two young adults thought that the little boy was to allow accepting such an answer when the kid asked, "You're not married? Why won't you get married? So that mum would be a Malfoy and I become a Malfoy too!"
Hermione got sickened at the thought of being a Malfoy. She was about to glare deadly at Draco but she wasn't able to do so. Something else was controlling her and as try as she might to stay angry with Draco, she couldn't.
"Well I guess that your mum wouldn't want that. . . um, well, not now, maybe soon", said Draco as he immediately took the idea off Karl that they didn't have any plans of getting married. Hermione didn't have one though Draco had.
"Don't you love each other? People in love marry each other you know!" said Karl trying to show that he knew a part of an adult's world.
Hermione thought she had to answer that herself. "You know Karl, it's not that easy. Your dad and I have to make sure that we do love each other first before we could get anything like that. Marriage is a serious vocation and commitment and you shouldn't rush it. It might not end well"
Contrasting thoughts enveloped Hermione. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING? She knew that she didn't mean those words. She could NEVER mean well of them. She couldn't ever marry Draco and the fact that she had to make sure that Karl would find a bit of some answers, though false, about his identity, made Hermione's mind go in a swirl.
A knock came off the door and Dumbledore came in. he smiled gently at the three and took his eyes on Karl. "I see that you three are getting along fine. If you'll excuse me, Ms.Granger and Mr. Malfoy, I shall take that little boy out to the lake for a while, if you don't mind. And as I see it, you two have a lot of things to talk about"
Hermione felt helpless at the thought. Dumbledore was trying all ways and means that she and Draco get along together even as friends and merely biological parents to Karl. So, Hermione just nodded faintly and Draco did the same.
"Very well, we'll leave you two here. Come Karl, we're going to eat some of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans", claimed Dumbledore as Karl eagerly ran to him and took the old man's hand.
Hermione and Draco were left to themselves and not one had the courage to talk. It took about a quarter of an hour before they could have had uttered each other's name in unison.
"Draco"-"Hermione"
They both lowered their heads, as they grew shy about the fact that they just mentioned each other's name exactly at the same time.
"Hermione, I know you're still well mad at me and I know couldn't convince you not to hate me for this. I for one didn't expect this to happen. Karl probably came out in the open for the reason that we already know we're kin. I tell you Hermione, I still don't believe it. I don't want to. I reject knowing that we've been lovers before and were torn apart by the fact that we are of the same blood. Well, do you? Do you believe all this Hermione?"
"I. . . you know Draco, I've been brutally rude to you. I have full reason to but I know it's just foolish to hold my grudges up against you. We've been acquaintances for so long, friends for some time and maybe something more for a while. . . and that's we knew about THIS. Honestly, I don't want to believe it. We've been enemies all our lives only to find out we're kin. How could it be that I've fallen in love with my brother? Isn't it just too absurd?"
"I know Hermione. Maybe, for now, I know it's a big thing to ask from you, but could we just get along well just for the sake of the kid? In that short span of time I spent with him today, I can't help but feel my connection to him. I felt like he really IS my son. And I thought it was just perfect when you opened the door and you stood there. It was as if we were in our own home and mum just arrived from the grocery or something. . . Wait a second, did you just say I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH MY BROTHER?"
Hermione blushed profusely at once. She slipped it. "Well, Draco, it's just because you're nice to me this year. That's probably it. And maybe I could add to that that you are indeed a very attractive bloke. It wouldn't be hard at all to find anything to love in you"
Draco smirked. Hermione gave him a death glare. "So, you loved me. . . and I thought all these while you're that firm to your PRINCIPLES?"
"Well I as such did feel that way before everything came in clear, but not now Draco. You know the truth"
"The truth Hermione? Do you know what the truth is?"
"Yes. I've dreamt it. You knew about it even before. There's no point denying it's true. And of course there's Karl and the headmaster who believes all this"
"I thought you were smarter than expected. Why would you easily give in to something as that? Maybe it's just pure coincidence that the elements piled up together and we're now faced with this"
"Well, I don't know really. It all came in at the same time and I don't know what to believe anymore. But so you know, having you around with this makes it easier for me"
Hermione lowered her head again and thought that there was really something controlling her to speak in a different way.
"Really? I'm glad. By the way, other than this whole set-up, what did the headmaster tell you?"
"Um, I could remember him saying that if we didn't kill ourselves before, we could have found out the other side of the truth. . . " Hermione tried to catch her own words when she yelled, "Wait! You might be right! Maybe we aren't siblings at all. Maybe I could do some research. . ."
"Hermione Granger, how the hell are you supposed to do that? Even if you find old records of wizards who existed before, and by chance you see ours, you couldn't be sure that the information there is true. As much as it hurts me, let's just leave it like this. Let's just think about Karl and maybe since he's the one who connects us to our past, he could be the one to give the OTHER SIDE of the truth. We wouldn't know, now would we?"
"Well, I could agree with you on that. I guess we leave it to this then. By the way, I'll just go check my room, brother"
Hermione turned around trying to put up a mask. She was hurting inside for a reason she didn't knew exactly what.
Draco, on the other hand, morosely followed Hermione through his eyes as she could have reached the door to her room. Draco was full of desperation. He loved Hermione too much that he didn't want to believe that she is his sister. To make it worse, Hermione had to use the term BROTHER before she walked away. His heart was heavy and he felt overly painful smarting inside. He wished too much that it was all a lie.
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Draco walked alongside the headmaster when he was called. Karl was back at the quarters, having some time with Hermione.
"So Mr. Malfoy, have you settled things with Ms. Granger?" asked the wise old man over his half-moon spectacles.
"Yes, I have sir. I reckon we're fine"
Dumbledore peered in closer at Draco. "You don't seem fine to me." The headmaster nodded. "I know, I know, Mr. Malfoy. It does hurt like that"
"What are you trying to tell me sir?" asked Draco with the sorrowful look on his face.
"It's hard to contain the anguish of losing the person you love---most especially if the case is something like this. I see it that you've known about this even before Ms. Granger did, am I right?"
"I did sir"
"Who told you?"
Draco's nerve killed him. How could he possibly tell Dumbledore that Voldemort was the one who told him about it? And in his room in the dormitory of Slytherin, INSIDE Hogwarts?
"Um, a concerned friend sir"
"Really? Why can I hint something else in your voice?"
"I don't know sir, but I can't tell you. He's just an old family friend"
Draco wasn't able to look into Dumbledore's eyes anymore. He wanted to prove to Voldemort of his allegiance after he was secretly initiated as a Death Eater the year before. But on the other hand, he wanted to tell the truth to the wisest man he's ever seen.
"It's all right, Mr. Malfoy. No need to tell me. I don't want you to break his allegiance to him"
"Sir?"
"I know all about you Draco. Even though I was displeased the moment I knew about your initiation, I still accepted you here for your last year. I know that there is still goodness in you Draco. You always had that. You never wanted to be like your father even if all you desired was to please him. Of course he is your father and you owe him that. . . well, the point of the matter is, I want to help you now"
"Help? Is there any more problem aside from THIS?"
"Should I put it as a problem? Well Mr. Malfoy, I'd rather put it as the truth"
Draco's eyes widened in shock. He was pleased and terrified at the same time. What did Dumbledore refer to as the TRUTH? Isn't everything true? Or is anything a lie?
"The truth sir? What is it?"
"A medic wizard came in and told me the truth. She was the one who delivered you and told me that your mother is your true mother and as I've informed her about Ms. Granger, she tried to get information from the muggle world and found out that there are no other Granger in this institution. Draco, you and Hermione are not kin. You weren't connected by blood at all. . . "
Draco didn't know how to react. He was totally devastated the moment he knew that Hermione was his sister and just some moments after, he found out that they weren't. So what was history about? Was there ANY history at all?
"But sir, why did it all happen like that? First, there was the hag that entered Hermione's room, and then Vol--- er, my family friend told me about the fact that Hermione and I are kin. Then, Hermione dreamt of the past. So, after this all, you're telling me that everything was a lie? And everyone's believed that this is all true? And Hermione and I were killed in our past for nothing?"
Dumbledore let out a warm grin. "As such, not EVERYTHING is a lie. For one, you two did love each other and now, still do. Secondly, you two did have a child, and now, here's Karl with you. And of course there's everyone going against your relationship. But my child, even now, you have to face the fact that the Dark Lord will go after you the moment he knows that you already know the truth and that you are back having a relationship with Ms. Granger"
"Voldemort?" uttered Draco, even to his own surprise.
"Yes. He will be after you and your child"
"Karl? What has he got to do with this?"
"He is believed to be the curse to the line of Salazar Slytherin. It was long before told that the child born of sin, which they refer to interhouse relationship, which of course they only pertain to Slytherin and Gryffindor, is the curse to the sin of the couple. I believe that you come directly from the line of Salazar Slytherin and Voldemort isn't, so I reckon he is envious of the fact that the heir to the throne as Dark Lord will well be replaced as Karl already showed himself to you, and is now a part of you"
"But professor, isn't that odd? If Karl is true, and it is also true that Karl is my son, how come he is alive? I mean, he should've died long before and I bet that he is older than my present form. . . oh jeez. I'm terribly sorry sir. I'm just confused"
"I bet Hermione would be more confused than you are Draco. . . anyway, Karl is your real biological son. How he came about, I don't know. What I know is that, the Fates found their way to bring your son to you and that together, you will fight against your lord"
"But I can't do that sir! I've proven allegiance to him and there's no turning back the moment one has become a Death Eater. For one, I'm already tainted with the Dark Mark. But I don't want this sir. I just thought of pleasing my fath---"
Even before Draco could have finished his sentence, he winced in pain as his Death Mark started to burn him. He groaned, trying to suppress the pain he felt but it escaped him in very agonized grunts.
"Voldemort is not pleased by your words Draco"
" *Argh*. . . Sir, help me. It's burning me like hell!" yelled Draco as he clutched tightly onto the mark.
"Don't you know how to alter that?"
"No sir---*wince* Voldemort never told me how to alter the burning"
"I assume he's making sure that you will never change your mind about your allegiance to him"
Draco's mind was whirling in a blur and his knees started to fail him. A few seconds after, he was already writhing violently on the ground as he felt like a magma-hot sensation seething through his flesh. Almost giving up, he uttered, "Ad majorem Voldemort gloriam. . .animis opibusque parati. . .aut Voldemort aut nullus. . .cadit questio"
Draco immediately stopped to squirm in agony and so he took deep breaths to suffice his almost injured lung.
"I'm sorry sir. I have no other means to survive than to prove that I am worthy of him. He has held the elixir of my life with him from the time I've sworn in his name. I'm really sorry sir, I had to utter it in front of you"
"No worries Draco. It's only you who knows what your heart dictates. Now, are you all right?"
Draco sat up and faintly nodded. The burning left him with a minor headache. "I am sir. Thank you"
Dumbledore stretched out his hand to the young lad in front of him and Draco took it graciously. Draco brushed off some dirt from him and looked back at the kind eyes of the headmaster.
"Draco, what do you have in mind? Will I be the one to tell Hermione or could you handle it on your own?"
Draco thought about it for some while and said, "I reckon you tell her sir. I believe she wouldn't believe me if I told her that"
"But I believe it would be better if you will be there as well"
"Uh, all right then. I'm sorry to tell you this sir but I think I'd be needing your help more than I could imagine. It's you who really links us to our past"
"I'm just here Mr. Malfoy. Don't you worry one bit."
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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I'm sorry to those who didn't get this chapter. This is the product of me writing with a writer's block. I hope I could get my mind back on for the next chapters, or else I'll have to put this on hiatus. I myself like the plot but don't know where will this go after the tons of twists I'd put. I'll try to figure out how to fix my writing and I swear I'll back to writing better soon.
Btw, please tell me what you think about this. I'm having second thoughts on continuing.
Review please!
Chapter 7 Tactics
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Draco stood appalled before Hermione and was sort of shocked to find her in the same room as he was so soon. He took time before he could have recovered. One part of him told him to grab Hermione in his arms and just let the moment sink that the woman he loved was there in his arms. Another part told him to stay put and wait until Hermione talks.
"I, I--- I see that you two are having fun", said Hermione thought reluctant.
Draco smiled a bit and responded, "Yeah, reckon so. So, the Headmaster told you at last"
"Yeah and it took much courage for me to get here. And just so you know Malfoy, I came here for the child"
Draco's ego was almost smashed into smithereens. It never crossed his mind that Hermione could ever belittle him with her words. Knowing well that he should act properly before Karl, he said, "It's okay. I can't really force you to come here for me, now could I?"
Karl looked amazed at his mother. He very much liked how beautiful both his parents were. "Um, dad, is that mum?"
Hermione shifted her eyes from Draco to Karl. "Yes I am Karl. How are you?" Hermione extended a hand and shook Karl's little hand. The moment she walked-in the room, Hermione just felt a tinge of affection for the kid but the moment she held Karl's hand, electricity seemed to have flooded her senses. She thought it was her motherly instinct that was working, though somehow she dismissed the thought that Karl really was her child that came from the past.
"I'm happy right now mum. I've seen you two already! What's your name mum?" asked Karl in his sweet, innocent voice.
"I'm Hermione Granger. And how about you? What's your whole name?"
"I'm Karl Louis Spencer. Your name is Hermione Granger? Dad is Draco Malfoy. Why aren't you a Malfoy, mum?"
Hermione glanced at Draco to signal for some help in explaining. She didn't intend to confirm anything from Draco but she felt secured somehow that Draco was there.
Hermione dismissed the idea that they could continue with their relationship of being a friend, or even something more. She thought that such relationship would only lead them to repeating the past. To her it didn't make sense that there she was feeling quite alright with the fact that she already had a son and as much as possible she wanted to put Draco away from her but deep inside, a different kind of warmth surged through her. It was unexplicable.
Hermione was about to give response to Karl when Draco suddenly cut in for the sole intention of helping Hermione out of the topic. "Karl, your mum and I are not married. That's why she keeps her last name, which is Granger"
The two young adults thought that the little boy was to allow accepting such an answer when the kid asked, "You're not married? Why won't you get married? So that mum would be a Malfoy and I become a Malfoy too!"
Hermione got sickened at the thought of being a Malfoy. She was about to glare deadly at Draco but she wasn't able to do so. Something else was controlling her and as try as she might to stay angry with Draco, she couldn't.
"Well I guess that your mum wouldn't want that. . . um, well, not now, maybe soon", said Draco as he immediately took the idea off Karl that they didn't have any plans of getting married. Hermione didn't have one though Draco had.
"Don't you love each other? People in love marry each other you know!" said Karl trying to show that he knew a part of an adult's world.
Hermione thought she had to answer that herself. "You know Karl, it's not that easy. Your dad and I have to make sure that we do love each other first before we could get anything like that. Marriage is a serious vocation and commitment and you shouldn't rush it. It might not end well"
Contrasting thoughts enveloped Hermione. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING? She knew that she didn't mean those words. She could NEVER mean well of them. She couldn't ever marry Draco and the fact that she had to make sure that Karl would find a bit of some answers, though false, about his identity, made Hermione's mind go in a swirl.
A knock came off the door and Dumbledore came in. he smiled gently at the three and took his eyes on Karl. "I see that you three are getting along fine. If you'll excuse me, Ms.Granger and Mr. Malfoy, I shall take that little boy out to the lake for a while, if you don't mind. And as I see it, you two have a lot of things to talk about"
Hermione felt helpless at the thought. Dumbledore was trying all ways and means that she and Draco get along together even as friends and merely biological parents to Karl. So, Hermione just nodded faintly and Draco did the same.
"Very well, we'll leave you two here. Come Karl, we're going to eat some of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans", claimed Dumbledore as Karl eagerly ran to him and took the old man's hand.
Hermione and Draco were left to themselves and not one had the courage to talk. It took about a quarter of an hour before they could have had uttered each other's name in unison.
"Draco"-"Hermione"
They both lowered their heads, as they grew shy about the fact that they just mentioned each other's name exactly at the same time.
"Hermione, I know you're still well mad at me and I know couldn't convince you not to hate me for this. I for one didn't expect this to happen. Karl probably came out in the open for the reason that we already know we're kin. I tell you Hermione, I still don't believe it. I don't want to. I reject knowing that we've been lovers before and were torn apart by the fact that we are of the same blood. Well, do you? Do you believe all this Hermione?"
"I. . . you know Draco, I've been brutally rude to you. I have full reason to but I know it's just foolish to hold my grudges up against you. We've been acquaintances for so long, friends for some time and maybe something more for a while. . . and that's we knew about THIS. Honestly, I don't want to believe it. We've been enemies all our lives only to find out we're kin. How could it be that I've fallen in love with my brother? Isn't it just too absurd?"
"I know Hermione. Maybe, for now, I know it's a big thing to ask from you, but could we just get along well just for the sake of the kid? In that short span of time I spent with him today, I can't help but feel my connection to him. I felt like he really IS my son. And I thought it was just perfect when you opened the door and you stood there. It was as if we were in our own home and mum just arrived from the grocery or something. . . Wait a second, did you just say I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH MY BROTHER?"
Hermione blushed profusely at once. She slipped it. "Well, Draco, it's just because you're nice to me this year. That's probably it. And maybe I could add to that that you are indeed a very attractive bloke. It wouldn't be hard at all to find anything to love in you"
Draco smirked. Hermione gave him a death glare. "So, you loved me. . . and I thought all these while you're that firm to your PRINCIPLES?"
"Well I as such did feel that way before everything came in clear, but not now Draco. You know the truth"
"The truth Hermione? Do you know what the truth is?"
"Yes. I've dreamt it. You knew about it even before. There's no point denying it's true. And of course there's Karl and the headmaster who believes all this"
"I thought you were smarter than expected. Why would you easily give in to something as that? Maybe it's just pure coincidence that the elements piled up together and we're now faced with this"
"Well, I don't know really. It all came in at the same time and I don't know what to believe anymore. But so you know, having you around with this makes it easier for me"
Hermione lowered her head again and thought that there was really something controlling her to speak in a different way.
"Really? I'm glad. By the way, other than this whole set-up, what did the headmaster tell you?"
"Um, I could remember him saying that if we didn't kill ourselves before, we could have found out the other side of the truth. . . " Hermione tried to catch her own words when she yelled, "Wait! You might be right! Maybe we aren't siblings at all. Maybe I could do some research. . ."
"Hermione Granger, how the hell are you supposed to do that? Even if you find old records of wizards who existed before, and by chance you see ours, you couldn't be sure that the information there is true. As much as it hurts me, let's just leave it like this. Let's just think about Karl and maybe since he's the one who connects us to our past, he could be the one to give the OTHER SIDE of the truth. We wouldn't know, now would we?"
"Well, I could agree with you on that. I guess we leave it to this then. By the way, I'll just go check my room, brother"
Hermione turned around trying to put up a mask. She was hurting inside for a reason she didn't knew exactly what.
Draco, on the other hand, morosely followed Hermione through his eyes as she could have reached the door to her room. Draco was full of desperation. He loved Hermione too much that he didn't want to believe that she is his sister. To make it worse, Hermione had to use the term BROTHER before she walked away. His heart was heavy and he felt overly painful smarting inside. He wished too much that it was all a lie.
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Draco walked alongside the headmaster when he was called. Karl was back at the quarters, having some time with Hermione.
"So Mr. Malfoy, have you settled things with Ms. Granger?" asked the wise old man over his half-moon spectacles.
"Yes, I have sir. I reckon we're fine"
Dumbledore peered in closer at Draco. "You don't seem fine to me." The headmaster nodded. "I know, I know, Mr. Malfoy. It does hurt like that"
"What are you trying to tell me sir?" asked Draco with the sorrowful look on his face.
"It's hard to contain the anguish of losing the person you love---most especially if the case is something like this. I see it that you've known about this even before Ms. Granger did, am I right?"
"I did sir"
"Who told you?"
Draco's nerve killed him. How could he possibly tell Dumbledore that Voldemort was the one who told him about it? And in his room in the dormitory of Slytherin, INSIDE Hogwarts?
"Um, a concerned friend sir"
"Really? Why can I hint something else in your voice?"
"I don't know sir, but I can't tell you. He's just an old family friend"
Draco wasn't able to look into Dumbledore's eyes anymore. He wanted to prove to Voldemort of his allegiance after he was secretly initiated as a Death Eater the year before. But on the other hand, he wanted to tell the truth to the wisest man he's ever seen.
"It's all right, Mr. Malfoy. No need to tell me. I don't want you to break his allegiance to him"
"Sir?"
"I know all about you Draco. Even though I was displeased the moment I knew about your initiation, I still accepted you here for your last year. I know that there is still goodness in you Draco. You always had that. You never wanted to be like your father even if all you desired was to please him. Of course he is your father and you owe him that. . . well, the point of the matter is, I want to help you now"
"Help? Is there any more problem aside from THIS?"
"Should I put it as a problem? Well Mr. Malfoy, I'd rather put it as the truth"
Draco's eyes widened in shock. He was pleased and terrified at the same time. What did Dumbledore refer to as the TRUTH? Isn't everything true? Or is anything a lie?
"The truth sir? What is it?"
"A medic wizard came in and told me the truth. She was the one who delivered you and told me that your mother is your true mother and as I've informed her about Ms. Granger, she tried to get information from the muggle world and found out that there are no other Granger in this institution. Draco, you and Hermione are not kin. You weren't connected by blood at all. . . "
Draco didn't know how to react. He was totally devastated the moment he knew that Hermione was his sister and just some moments after, he found out that they weren't. So what was history about? Was there ANY history at all?
"But sir, why did it all happen like that? First, there was the hag that entered Hermione's room, and then Vol--- er, my family friend told me about the fact that Hermione and I are kin. Then, Hermione dreamt of the past. So, after this all, you're telling me that everything was a lie? And everyone's believed that this is all true? And Hermione and I were killed in our past for nothing?"
Dumbledore let out a warm grin. "As such, not EVERYTHING is a lie. For one, you two did love each other and now, still do. Secondly, you two did have a child, and now, here's Karl with you. And of course there's everyone going against your relationship. But my child, even now, you have to face the fact that the Dark Lord will go after you the moment he knows that you already know the truth and that you are back having a relationship with Ms. Granger"
"Voldemort?" uttered Draco, even to his own surprise.
"Yes. He will be after you and your child"
"Karl? What has he got to do with this?"
"He is believed to be the curse to the line of Salazar Slytherin. It was long before told that the child born of sin, which they refer to interhouse relationship, which of course they only pertain to Slytherin and Gryffindor, is the curse to the sin of the couple. I believe that you come directly from the line of Salazar Slytherin and Voldemort isn't, so I reckon he is envious of the fact that the heir to the throne as Dark Lord will well be replaced as Karl already showed himself to you, and is now a part of you"
"But professor, isn't that odd? If Karl is true, and it is also true that Karl is my son, how come he is alive? I mean, he should've died long before and I bet that he is older than my present form. . . oh jeez. I'm terribly sorry sir. I'm just confused"
"I bet Hermione would be more confused than you are Draco. . . anyway, Karl is your real biological son. How he came about, I don't know. What I know is that, the Fates found their way to bring your son to you and that together, you will fight against your lord"
"But I can't do that sir! I've proven allegiance to him and there's no turning back the moment one has become a Death Eater. For one, I'm already tainted with the Dark Mark. But I don't want this sir. I just thought of pleasing my fath---"
Even before Draco could have finished his sentence, he winced in pain as his Death Mark started to burn him. He groaned, trying to suppress the pain he felt but it escaped him in very agonized grunts.
"Voldemort is not pleased by your words Draco"
" *Argh*. . . Sir, help me. It's burning me like hell!" yelled Draco as he clutched tightly onto the mark.
"Don't you know how to alter that?"
"No sir---*wince* Voldemort never told me how to alter the burning"
"I assume he's making sure that you will never change your mind about your allegiance to him"
Draco's mind was whirling in a blur and his knees started to fail him. A few seconds after, he was already writhing violently on the ground as he felt like a magma-hot sensation seething through his flesh. Almost giving up, he uttered, "Ad majorem Voldemort gloriam. . .animis opibusque parati. . .aut Voldemort aut nullus. . .cadit questio"
Draco immediately stopped to squirm in agony and so he took deep breaths to suffice his almost injured lung.
"I'm sorry sir. I have no other means to survive than to prove that I am worthy of him. He has held the elixir of my life with him from the time I've sworn in his name. I'm really sorry sir, I had to utter it in front of you"
"No worries Draco. It's only you who knows what your heart dictates. Now, are you all right?"
Draco sat up and faintly nodded. The burning left him with a minor headache. "I am sir. Thank you"
Dumbledore stretched out his hand to the young lad in front of him and Draco took it graciously. Draco brushed off some dirt from him and looked back at the kind eyes of the headmaster.
"Draco, what do you have in mind? Will I be the one to tell Hermione or could you handle it on your own?"
Draco thought about it for some while and said, "I reckon you tell her sir. I believe she wouldn't believe me if I told her that"
"But I believe it would be better if you will be there as well"
"Uh, all right then. I'm sorry to tell you this sir but I think I'd be needing your help more than I could imagine. It's you who really links us to our past"
"I'm just here Mr. Malfoy. Don't you worry one bit."
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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I'm sorry to those who didn't get this chapter. This is the product of me writing with a writer's block. I hope I could get my mind back on for the next chapters, or else I'll have to put this on hiatus. I myself like the plot but don't know where will this go after the tons of twists I'd put. I'll try to figure out how to fix my writing and I swear I'll back to writing better soon.
Btw, please tell me what you think about this. I'm having second thoughts on continuing.
Review please!
