DISCLAIMER: (pssssttt...must i write this every time??) I do not own
HarryPotter nor any of the characters mentioned in my story that belong to
Harry Potter book series,they are all rightfully owned by J.K.Rowling.
That lazy drawl,the sound of my name coming out from his mouth,was enough to ignite my feelings for him.But the awful reminder of that breakup haunted me,or not I would have ran and kissed him.Regardless of whatever I vowed.Suddenly,I was reminded by that awful article I read in WitchWeekly,about...Pansy Parkinson.Inside she admitted her pregnancy,saying that she plans to tell Malfoy through the magazine.I was completely blown away,and shocked.I read it after dinner,after that gossipy Lavender Brown left it lying around in the Gryffindor Common Room.
Reminded by that painful breakup and that magazine, I kept my composure,still looking at the sky,I replied coldy."What do you want Mr.Malfoy?" I asked.Malfoy stepped forward,behind me."Hermione,we need to talk..Its about your son,Elan.." he said softly,his breath tickling me.
The moment the name Elan came out of his mouth,I spun around,glaring at him,"What about Elan?" I asked,my voice was soft,but it didn't supress my anger.Malfoy looked me directly in the eye.
"Elan looks exceptionally like me.Is he my son?" Malfoy asked,his voice was firm,yet calm,and his hand griped mine.I shivered slightly at his touch."Where would you get such a wild idea Malfoy?" I replied cooly,releasing my hand from his frim grip.He did not flinch at my cold and bitter words,instead he replied in an urgent voice."Hermione,this is not a matter to be played around with.Is he my son?"...I wanted to yell at him and deny everything,but my heart couldn't bear to do it.
"So what if Elan is your son?What can you do differently?What can you change?Nothing.Nothing at all Draco Malfoy.You can't change the fact that you hurt someone,nor the fact that Parkinson is already pregnant with your child.Its seemingly obvious through her rather pregnant state." I said,my voice barely above a whisper.My eyes,threatened to tear.
Maybe Malfoy missed the 'Parkinson is already pregnant' part because the expression on his face truly shocked me.
Malfoy's eyes were full of surprise and wonder."He is my son?Elan is my son?" he asked,his voice was full of exictment and happiness,he grabbed me around the shoulders,repeating his question.I glared at him,"As I said Malfoy,maybe you didn't hear quite clearly.What can you do even if he IS your son?Parkinson is pregnant may I remind you." I said,my voice now quite clear,anger was in it,with a mild trace of sadness.His eyes darkened,a frown appeared on his face,now worried and anxious."Pansy-p-Pansy pregnant?" he stuttered,obviously shocked
My eyes filled with tears,and I glared even harder at him,my eyes were expressive in sadness."Don't bullshit Malfoy.Haven't you read WitchWeekly?Where your WIFE has so happily told Rita Skeeter that she is pregnant." I said in a matter of fact tone.His eyes narrowed."No..it cannot be.She...Pregnant?" he mummered to himself.
I was really angry,beyond angry,my eyes blazed with fury."Come off it Malfoy!Don't think that the world doesn't know that Parkinson is pregnant with the next Malfoy desendent!Won't you father be proud?" I said readily,sarcastic and angry at the same time.His eyes softened."So you still care about me don't you 'Mione.." he said softly,his eyes were hopeful and a small but obvious smirk appeared,the Malfoy smirk,even Elan had it.
I brushed his hands off my shoulders."Quit it Malfoy.You should be happy though,because the next pureblood Malfoy is on the line..A desendent,your father must be elated." I said bitterly.Malfoy's face drakened,his eyes blazed."I don't give a shit what my father thinks anymore-" I interrupted."Oh really?Then pray tell,why have you kept the beautiful romantic relationship alive for so long?Wasn't there some explaination that your father FORCED you to marry Parkinson?" I said,clearly losing my cool with the man I loved.
"I only continued the marriage because to protect you,and also because I was begged too,and in some form threatened." He replied,looking in my eyes,pleading me to belief him.I was beside myself."Don't give excuses Malfoy!Protect me from Voldermort?I need NO protection,yes,I may be defenceless in the muggleworld,but I have friends to protect me." "You don't understand!I love you Hermione,always have and always will." Malfoy said,his voice was full of emotion and honesty.I wanted to trust him,I wanted to love him again.I wanted to tell him that yes,Elan is his son,that I have no feelings for Greg or anyone else....
That lazy drawl,the sound of my name coming out from his mouth,was enough to ignite my feelings for him.But the awful reminder of that breakup haunted me,or not I would have ran and kissed him.Regardless of whatever I vowed.Suddenly,I was reminded by that awful article I read in WitchWeekly,about...Pansy Parkinson.Inside she admitted her pregnancy,saying that she plans to tell Malfoy through the magazine.I was completely blown away,and shocked.I read it after dinner,after that gossipy Lavender Brown left it lying around in the Gryffindor Common Room.
Reminded by that painful breakup and that magazine, I kept my composure,still looking at the sky,I replied coldy."What do you want Mr.Malfoy?" I asked.Malfoy stepped forward,behind me."Hermione,we need to talk..Its about your son,Elan.." he said softly,his breath tickling me.
The moment the name Elan came out of his mouth,I spun around,glaring at him,"What about Elan?" I asked,my voice was soft,but it didn't supress my anger.Malfoy looked me directly in the eye.
"Elan looks exceptionally like me.Is he my son?" Malfoy asked,his voice was firm,yet calm,and his hand griped mine.I shivered slightly at his touch."Where would you get such a wild idea Malfoy?" I replied cooly,releasing my hand from his frim grip.He did not flinch at my cold and bitter words,instead he replied in an urgent voice."Hermione,this is not a matter to be played around with.Is he my son?"...I wanted to yell at him and deny everything,but my heart couldn't bear to do it.
"So what if Elan is your son?What can you do differently?What can you change?Nothing.Nothing at all Draco Malfoy.You can't change the fact that you hurt someone,nor the fact that Parkinson is already pregnant with your child.Its seemingly obvious through her rather pregnant state." I said,my voice barely above a whisper.My eyes,threatened to tear.
Maybe Malfoy missed the 'Parkinson is already pregnant' part because the expression on his face truly shocked me.
Malfoy's eyes were full of surprise and wonder."He is my son?Elan is my son?" he asked,his voice was full of exictment and happiness,he grabbed me around the shoulders,repeating his question.I glared at him,"As I said Malfoy,maybe you didn't hear quite clearly.What can you do even if he IS your son?Parkinson is pregnant may I remind you." I said,my voice now quite clear,anger was in it,with a mild trace of sadness.His eyes darkened,a frown appeared on his face,now worried and anxious."Pansy-p-Pansy pregnant?" he stuttered,obviously shocked
My eyes filled with tears,and I glared even harder at him,my eyes were expressive in sadness."Don't bullshit Malfoy.Haven't you read WitchWeekly?Where your WIFE has so happily told Rita Skeeter that she is pregnant." I said in a matter of fact tone.His eyes narrowed."No..it cannot be.She...Pregnant?" he mummered to himself.
I was really angry,beyond angry,my eyes blazed with fury."Come off it Malfoy!Don't think that the world doesn't know that Parkinson is pregnant with the next Malfoy desendent!Won't you father be proud?" I said readily,sarcastic and angry at the same time.His eyes softened."So you still care about me don't you 'Mione.." he said softly,his eyes were hopeful and a small but obvious smirk appeared,the Malfoy smirk,even Elan had it.
I brushed his hands off my shoulders."Quit it Malfoy.You should be happy though,because the next pureblood Malfoy is on the line..A desendent,your father must be elated." I said bitterly.Malfoy's face drakened,his eyes blazed."I don't give a shit what my father thinks anymore-" I interrupted."Oh really?Then pray tell,why have you kept the beautiful romantic relationship alive for so long?Wasn't there some explaination that your father FORCED you to marry Parkinson?" I said,clearly losing my cool with the man I loved.
"I only continued the marriage because to protect you,and also because I was begged too,and in some form threatened." He replied,looking in my eyes,pleading me to belief him.I was beside myself."Don't give excuses Malfoy!Protect me from Voldermort?I need NO protection,yes,I may be defenceless in the muggleworld,but I have friends to protect me." "You don't understand!I love you Hermione,always have and always will." Malfoy said,his voice was full of emotion and honesty.I wanted to trust him,I wanted to love him again.I wanted to tell him that yes,Elan is his son,that I have no feelings for Greg or anyone else....