Chapter 7- Bad Faith

Megan stayed in the hospital that night. She would return to her parent's house the next day. She was writing a letter to Harry when Lucius stepped inside. She reached for the buzzard but he used his staff to stop her.

"Get out. I'll scream...I swear."

Lucius stepped forward slowly.

"Don't."

He put a finger to her lips and smiled shakily. He looked...happy.

"I hear I'm going to be a grandfather...or a daddy."

Megan turned away and he took her face in his hands, she shoved him away.

"Get out of here. Now."

"Well I thought you might want to know a few things first."

"Leave."

"You don't want to know where Draco goes off all of a sudden. Where he is right now?"

She didn't speak and Lucius smirked.

"Is that a yes?"

She didn't say anything and reached for the buzzard again. He took her hand, she snatched it back.

"Don't test me."

She met his glare fiercely.

"I should say the same."

Lucius smirked.

"All right. You want to know why you married my son."

"My mother needed money."

"Ah, that is where you are wrong my dear. See, your dear mother had payed off that debt long ago. But it was a convenient to let her believe she owed us."

"You–"

"I have only just begun."

Megan saw the glint in his eye and slid back a little.

"You were young, and still are, but you were perfect. Pure-blood."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"You were perfect to carry then next Dark Lord."

Megan's eyes widened.

"Death Eaters? You're Death Eaters?"

Lucius gave her a look.

"Took you long enough to figure it out."

"Oh God..."

Megan held her stomach. Lucius lay a hand on it and she glared at him.

"And you carry my son...and master."

Lucius felt compelled to touch her, he slid his hand from her stomach down to her legs but she slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me."

"There's nothing to be shy about..."

"Drop dead Malfoy!"

"What? And leave my son an orphan?"

Megan looked at him pointedly.

"This is not your son! And what makes you think I'm actually having a baby?"

"The doctors, my dear."

Megan tiled her head to one side, her long waves of hair caught the moonlight streaming in through the window.

"And what makes you think I'll let it live?"

Lucius' hand went to her throat.

"Of course you will. You're not that stupid...or heartless."

She gasped at the pressure and he pulled his hand away. He didn't apologized.

"I hope you rot in hell."

Lucius looked in her eyes for the first time. She was a strong person, a woman, he realized. Lucius didn't regret what he did. It had to be done after all. Draco didn't seem to be able to produce and heir and the Dark Lord needed to be born within the next year. It was a win-win situation, Lucius got to fulfill his fantasy and help with the rising of his master.

"Tell me something–"

"Get out of here!!!!"

She screamed as loud as she could and Lucius staggered. A strong looking wizard came in.

"Is there are problem here?"

In that short time Megan began to cry fluently.

"Please...get him out of here...don't let him come back...please..."

She choked on a sob. The man took Lucius' arm and began to lead him outside. Lucius looked back and saw Megan smirking at him. She waved mockingly.

After Lucius was gone Megan got up off the bed and walked around a little. The same man came back.

"Do you need anything miss?"

Megan shook her head.

"No...thank you though."

He turned to go.

"Wait...I just...I thought of something."

Megan sighed.

"May I have my clothes back? I'm leaving tomorrow and I'd like to do it first thing in the morning."

The man nodded and a few minutes later Megan was dressed. She looked at her watch. It was almost four in the morning. She disapparated and found herself outside Harry's apartment. She knew he would still be sleeping and pulled out her key. She walked to the living room and lay down on the couch. She drifted off to sleep there.

Harry washed his face and looked in the mirror. He hardly slept at all. All he could think of was Megan. Then he remembered the kiss they shared and held his breath. He wanted to hold on to that memory. He loved her since the first day he'd laid eyes on her. Since she taught him to dance and the first time he put his arms around her. The first time she smiled. Harry got in the shower and stepped out fully awake. He heard a noise in the kitchen. Tensing immediately he went to his room and put on his pants then found his wand. He left the shower running. When he looked in the living room he saw the table was set and there was breakfast on the table. He smiled and nearly ran to the kitchen. Megan turned around and smiled.

"I hope you don't mind, I crashed in last night."

Harry went over to her and held her.

"I missed you."

Megan laughed.

"I was gone a day!"

"I know...why did you come back?"

Megan smiled.

"It doesn't matter."

She pulled away and jumped to the table.

"I made you breakfast!"

Harry grinned and caught her staring at him.

"What?"

"Aren't you getting dressed?"

Harry laughed.

"I'm too hungry."

"Well then, I'll go and take a bath. Mind if I steal a sweater?"

Harry shook his head.

"Not at all."

He loved the smell of his clothes after she wore them. She skipped to the room that had been hers and a couple of minutes later walked in the bathroom.

Megan stood under the shower head and felt the water hit the top of her head. She stepped out feeling pretty good. She stopped in front of the mirror and turned to the side. She didn't know wether she should tell Harry or not, soon enough she'd start to show. She lay a hand on her stomach and didn't know how to feel.

'I'm going to be a mother...'

Realization hit her.

'And I don't know who the father is.'

A sudden wave of nausea hit her and she ran to the bowl.

Harry looked around and cast a silence charm. He screamed out loud and jumped up and down. No sound came and he removed the spell. Megan emerged from the bathroom dressed in one of his smaller black sweaters. Her face looked pale. Harry frowned and stood up.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded and sat down next to him.

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Meg...what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm okay."

She smiled at him.

"I am."

Harry gave her a look. She smiled and touched his face.

"I just got a little sick. No bid deal."

Harry wanted to close his eyes and freeze the moment.

"Okay."

They ate silently for a while then Harry put his fork down.

"So why are you back?"

"Well I thought you'd be happy to see me."

"I am. I really am, I just know something's wrong. Just tell me."

He watched her face for any signs.

"Draco's a death eater."

Harry slammed his fist on the table.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew he'd turn out just like his father."

Harry could hardly wait to tell Mr. Weasley. He took a triumphant drink of his coffee.

"Runs in the family..."

He murmured and Megan winced.

"What?"

She shook her head. Harry searched for her eyes.

"You'll find out anyway..."

She looked down at her hands and muttered something he couldn't hear.

"What is it?"

She mumbled again and Harry got up and went around her. He kneeled before her.

"I...I'm pregnant."

Harry felt like he had just been petrified. For a moment he stared at her hardly breathing.

"Are-are you sure?"

Megan nodded.

"I came from St. Mungos last night."

With that Megan told him everything that Draco had said and done. Then about Lucius' nightly visit. He almost expected her to break down and cry but she was determined.

"I need to keep this baby from them. I was...Draco thought that you and I may have...you know. That the baby's yours."

Harry smiled to himself.

"Wouldn't that be something?"

Megan didn't hear him.

"I need your help."

"What can I do?"

"Look, Lucius Malfoy says that this baby...it may be his baby...and that he...would be the next Dark Lord. Well if they think it's yours then there's no way the baby could be evil...and I'll raise the baby by myself so they can't influence it."

"Wouldn't you have to get a divorce then?"

"Yeah. I'm writing a letter to the ministry. I was underage and that means that if my mother says she doesn't approve then...the marriage papers are void."

"Will your mother go for it?"

"After I tell her what Lucius told me...yeah. She'll got for it."

She bit her lip and looked at him.

"I just need to know if I can count on you."

Harry took her hand and smiled.

"I'll do it."

Megan looked surprised he had agreed but all the same embraced him happily.

"Thank you so much Harry! I swear I'll pay you back someday!"

Draco looked for her all over the hospital before he realized she was gone. When he went back to their home her clothes were gone. He threw a fit. He beat the house elves and broke half the kitchenware. When Lucius stepped inside the kitchen Draco was on the floor among the broken glass. Draco looked up at his father.

"This is all your fault!"

"My fault?"

Draco jumped up from the ground and grabbed Lucius by the collar.

"She left because of you!"

His voice was hoarse and his lip was sneered maliciously.

"I LOVED HER!!!"

Draco threw his father down to the ground and ran a hand through his hair desperately.

"I can't believe you–you did that to her!"

Lucius rose from the ground, fire in his eyes.

"I did what I had to do! What you should have done!"

"She was MY WIFE!"

Lucius slapped him with his staff and Draco felt the gash across his face. For the first time in his life, Draco swung back and knocked his father hard across the face. Lucius' long mane became disheveled. Lucius Malfoy never hesitated to preform and Unforgivable curse and he didn't then. Draco fell to his knees screaming in pain as Lucius climbed back up to his feet and smirked.

"C'mon boy. Haven't I taught you anything? CRUCIO!!!"

Draco screamed and collapsed to the ground. Lucius took Draco by the hair and pulled him up.

"Never attack without your wand."

Lucius let go of Draco's hair and let his face hit the ground.

"Now get up!"

Lucius watched his son with disgust.

"Weak...like your mother."

Draco glared up at him.

"Don't talk about my mother."

Lucius laughed.

"She's no better than any woman I've been with."

Lucius smirked.

"Except maybe Megan."

Draco swung at him again and Lucius used the knife end of his cane to slash him across the chest. He then pulled his wand out again.

"Don't attack without your wand Draco!"

Lucius saw the wild fire in his son's eyes and faltered. He knew this wouldn't end well.

"WAND DRACO!!!"

Draco took his wand out but didn't aim at Lucius. He cast a shield charm. Lucius laughed.

"I expected better from you Draco."

Draco disarmed him and took away his wand. He then used Lucius wand on him. Lucius knew what was coming.

"You'll never have her heart. When she looks at you...she'll see me!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The last thing he saw was a flash of green light.

Draco stood above his father's dead body with a blank look on his face. He cast a shield charm again.

"She's my wife...I'm not losing her...to anyone."

He threw the wand at the corpse.

"Cheers to patricide."

He planned the death well. Lucius died by his own wand, Draco's wand could not be linked to it. He had only used the disarm spell once and then the shield again. That would baffled them.