Draco sat in Madame Pomfrey's office in a daze. Professor Dumbledore had to stun him to keep him from hurting himself or someone else. He was still sitting in this state when Professor Dumbledore entered with Narcissa Malfoy.
"Narcissa, let me apologize again. I, we, would have never let Draco find out this way. But we didn't know." Dumbledore was shocked and worried about his student.
Narcissa was worried, too. She was worried about Draco, she worried that he would hate her when she told him the truth. When Lucious was alive, she could have never told him, because they would have both been killed. But since his death, she had tried to tell Draco so many times. She could save him from the pain of being associated with a Death Eater, from a fate of his father, no not his father, of Lucious.
Dumbledore waved his wand at Draco and he slowly came out of his stupor but was not as animated as he had been earlier. "I will let you two alone," he said to Narcissa, "but I will be outside if you need me."
When the door was shut, Narcissa went to Draco and tried to embrace him. It had been so long since she had hugged her son. But he pushed her away.
"Tell me. Tell me that I am full blood!" he said between clamped jaws.
"Draco, love, I wish I could," she started, there was only one way to make this better and it was to tell him the truth.
"No, damn it, tell me now! You are my mother and father…. Damn it, tell me!"
Narcissa broke into tears and buried her face in her hands. "Draco please," she started quietly, "you know the rules of arranged marriages, you have to have a child within a year and…"
"No!" he hissed.
"And Lucious, he was barren."
"Lies."
"If I didn't have a child, a son, Lucious would have had me killed."
"You lying, filthy…"
"So I went out on night, and found a muggle. He was a good man."
"Shut up," Draco growled barely audible.
"From the moment I lay eyes on you I loved you. And Lucious, the only time the hate disappeared from his eyes was when he looked at you."
"I said, shut up!" Draco roared.
Narcissa dropped her head back into her hands and ran out. After a few minutes, Dumbledore entered. "You shoutldn't talk to your mother in such a way."
"She isn't my mother." Draco snarled.
"Draco, it seems that you are working yourself into a corner. No mother, no father. You are going to get awfully lonely."
Draco faced Professor Dumbledore with tears in his eyes, "This can't be happening," he cried and ran into Proffessor Dumbledore's arms.
