The Second Hit
"I can't believe you vent to see him!" Hermione had arrived home after going to see Draco. Needless to say once Krum had found out where she had been he was not happy.
"Victor I had to go see him."
"Vhy" he yelled. Hermione remained silent looking at the floor. To be perfectly honest she had no idea why she had gone to see him, all she knew was that the moment she had seen him on the television, she had thought of nothing but him.
"Hermy-own-ninny, answer me." Victors clenched his fists in rage, "Answer me now."
"Don't know," she yelled back at him her face red, "I don't know, I just had to see him. He." she paused and avoided Krum's angry black eyes, "He wants to see Eli."
Krum screw up his fists in rage, glaring at his wife, "He vot?" his voice was like that of a snake, an angry low hiss.
"H...he wants t.t...to see E.Eli" she stuttered as her enraged husband glared down on her. Krum's deep black eyes seemed darker than usual almost like black holes. "He is Eli's father after all, victor he has every right to see him, he."
"HE HAS NO VIGHTS TO SEE HIM!" Krum yelled so loud that Hermione backed into the wall, causing a picture of her and Krum to crash to the floor and shatter. Upstairs Eli's cries could be herd as his parents yelling woke him up, "Malfoy has no vight to see Eli, Eli is my son and I vill not allow Malfoy anyvere near him!"
Hermione pressed against the wall as Krum strode past and swung open the door "where are you going?" Hermione asked as she bit back tears.
"Out!" was all Krum said as he strode through the door slamming it behind him. Two more pictures shattered to the floor. Hermione sunk to the floor tears streaming down her face. Eli continued to yell loudly from upstairs, but all he accomplished was to make his cry even more.
***
".And after all this time, she allowing you to see him?" Malfoy sat at a bar with Simon by his side. Both boys had a bottle of ordinary muggle beer clutched in their hands. Draco had just explained everything to him, everything he had never told them, about Hermione, the baby, the fact she only lived down the road, the fact she was married, and the fact that after three and a half miserable years he was finally going to be able to hold his son.
"But what if she moves to Bulgaria with her husband?" Draco bit his lip for two reasons, one the thought of Hermione being married to the Duck- man was more than he could stand, and two he had momentarily forgotten that Hermione might be moving his son to Bulgaria.
"Well," Draco smirked "I guess I'll just have to find a way to make her stay." Simon raised an eyebrow, and Malfoy smirked even wider and nodded.
"You're a sly one dragon, ill give you that." He raised his bottle to Malfoy, "You're a sly one."
***
Malfoy lay in bed, feeling much happier than he had felt in years. His son was down the road, and he was allowed to see him. Things where finally looking up. The only problem to the whole situation was that Krum was married to Hermione, Krum was married to her and he wasn't.
He smiled into his pillow. When suddenly his happy thoughts where interrupted by a knock at his front door. Jumping slightly, he got up of his bed and pulled on a t-shirt, there was another knock. Malfoy glanced at is clock. It was ten to midnight, who on earth was calling at this hour? They knocked again, and Draco grabbed his wand of his bedside tale. He walked slowly towards the door; they knocked again "Whose there?" he called
"Draco? It's me please let me in." Draco flung open the door. Hermione was once again stood in his door way. She could not have looked more different from when he had seen her a few hours ago. Her hair was dripping wet, from the rain that poured out behind her, her face was worried and scared, and her right cheek was pinker than her left and in her arms she carried, "Eli?"
Hermione nodded tears running down her face. Draco stood aside and let her enter his home once more. "Hermione, not that I'm not happy to see you but why are you here?"
Hermione lay Eli down on Draco's sofa then turned to face him. In the light of the living room, Hermione's face was pale, all but for her bright pink cheek. She didn't need to say it, Draco even prayed that she wouldn't say it, because if she said it. "He hit me!" too late! "Draco he hit me!" tears fell more rapidly from Hermione eyes, as Draco rushed forward to hold her in his arms.
***
Eli lay asleep in Draco's bed. He had not woken up since Victor had first stormed out of his home, so Eli was oblivious to his change in location. Hermione sat wrapped in a thick blanket on Draco's sofa, gripping a cup of tea in her shaking hands. Her cheek was now pale pink. Draco sat in the chair opposite Hermione waiting for her to explain everything.
Sniffing a few more times Hermione began to speak, she explained everything to Draco. Everything starting with the fight she and Krum had, had when she arrived home, to how he had stormed out, to how he had come home, complete and utterly drunk..
".He just kept yelling that you couldn't see Eli, that Eli was his son and that you had given up your rights as a father from the moment I told you I was pregnant..."
She then went on to explain, how victor had backed her into a corner and told her "you vill move to Bulgaria vit me Hermy-own-ninny, you and Eli shall both move vit me, or else." she explained that when she had told victor she didn't want to move, that he flew into another fit of rage.
".He's never been violent before, but he's never been that drunk before, Draco I was so scared, and he just started accusing you of trying to win me back and I told him that all you wanted was to see Eli, and .and.and."
"It's ok Hermione," Draco rushed over to her and wrapped his arms around her once more, "It's ok you don't have to say it I get the picture."
***
Hermione had fallen asleep on the sofa. Draco was pacing around his living room, when he fist herd him, "Mom-me!" his sons voice rang out from his room, "Mom-me?" Draco walked towards his room his hart racing; he was about to see his son properly for the first time in three and half years.
As he pushed open his bedroom door, Eli stopped calling for his mother and looked curiously at Draco. He face broke into a wide grin and he pointed at Draco excitedly, "Dragon! Dragon!"
Draco's hart jumped. His son was actually happy to see him, granted he Eli didn't know Draco was his farther but still the pure fact that Eli was happy to see him made Draco feel more alive then he had done in years.
"You must me a fan." Draco went and sat on his bed next to Eli. Eli crawled over to him still smiling broadly, "saw you telly" Eli nodded proudly, as he continued to grin a Draco.
"Did you?" Draco laughed. This was amazing. He couldn't believe he had spent three years away from Eli. He was brilliant, and rather handsome for such a small boy, 'well...' he thought to himself 'he is MY son after all, of course he is handsome.'
Eli crawled onto Draco's lap and looked up at him. Pointing to Draco's pale face Eli looked pleasantly curious, "me?" he said. Draco sat still with Eli on his alp, quit unsure what to say. Eli's hazel eyes met Draco's grey ones, and Eli smiled once more, then without warning jumped up and pulled Draco's hair.
"He'll do that a lot if you're not careful." Hermione stood in the bed room doorway. She looked absolutely exhausted, but she had a faint smile on her face, her cheek was bruised. Eli looked up at his mother, "Mom- mi look Dragon." He pointed at Draco, and Hermione smiled.
Draco looked up at Hermione, "I take it."
"Mom-mi where's daddy?" Eli's curious chirp interrupted Malfoy. Hermione's smile fell and she bit her slip, Draco looked to the floor. Eli continued to stare at his mother, waiting for her answer.
Draco picked Eli up and put him in Hermione's arms, "Well that answered my question." He walked out the room.
***
"Draco wait."
"Forget it,"
"Please..."
"Forget it"
"You were never there what was I supposed to tell him?"
"The truth Hermione, the truth." Draco slammed the fridge door shut and turned to face Hermione, "you could have told him the truth."
Hermione looked pleadingly into her ex-lovers eyes, "he's three years old Draco, and Victors the only father he has ever known."
They both stood in Draco's wide kitchen for several moments, before Draco walked towards Hermione and placed a hand on her cheek, "He is my son Hermione and he only knows me as a singer in a band, how would you feel Eli didn't know you where his mother, how would you feel if I had married another women and she had raised Eli as her son?"
Hermione gazed painfully into Draco's eyes, not caring to remove his soft hand from her bruised cheek, "another women like Daphny?"
Draco moved his hand, "don't bring her into this."
"no lets Draco," tears began to swell in Hermione's eyes, "lets bring her into this because it's the same situation isn't it, I saw you with another women and it almost killed me and that's exactly how you feel when you see me now, now I'm married to Victor."
Draco looked away. Hermione had always been smart, and despite the situation he was glad she knew how he felt. "It is how you feel isn't it?"
He looked back at her, he gazed strait into her eyes, there were exactly like Eli's, big round and beautiful hazel brown colour he loved those eyes just like he loved her.. he loved her? Well now was as good a time as any, "I love you."
Hermione stared at him disbelieving. All through out there time as a couple he had never once said he loved her, she had known but he had never actually told her. "What.?"
"I love you Hermione, I-Love-You!" he watched as Hermione stood there, her face full of shock, tears streaming down her face.
"But.but."
"No buts Hermione," he walked forward placing both of his hands smoothly on her cheeks, "I love you, and I have never stopped loving you." Very slowly he lent forwards and pressed his lips gently against Hermione's.
"I can't believe you vent to see him!" Hermione had arrived home after going to see Draco. Needless to say once Krum had found out where she had been he was not happy.
"Victor I had to go see him."
"Vhy" he yelled. Hermione remained silent looking at the floor. To be perfectly honest she had no idea why she had gone to see him, all she knew was that the moment she had seen him on the television, she had thought of nothing but him.
"Hermy-own-ninny, answer me." Victors clenched his fists in rage, "Answer me now."
"Don't know," she yelled back at him her face red, "I don't know, I just had to see him. He." she paused and avoided Krum's angry black eyes, "He wants to see Eli."
Krum screw up his fists in rage, glaring at his wife, "He vot?" his voice was like that of a snake, an angry low hiss.
"H...he wants t.t...to see E.Eli" she stuttered as her enraged husband glared down on her. Krum's deep black eyes seemed darker than usual almost like black holes. "He is Eli's father after all, victor he has every right to see him, he."
"HE HAS NO VIGHTS TO SEE HIM!" Krum yelled so loud that Hermione backed into the wall, causing a picture of her and Krum to crash to the floor and shatter. Upstairs Eli's cries could be herd as his parents yelling woke him up, "Malfoy has no vight to see Eli, Eli is my son and I vill not allow Malfoy anyvere near him!"
Hermione pressed against the wall as Krum strode past and swung open the door "where are you going?" Hermione asked as she bit back tears.
"Out!" was all Krum said as he strode through the door slamming it behind him. Two more pictures shattered to the floor. Hermione sunk to the floor tears streaming down her face. Eli continued to yell loudly from upstairs, but all he accomplished was to make his cry even more.
***
".And after all this time, she allowing you to see him?" Malfoy sat at a bar with Simon by his side. Both boys had a bottle of ordinary muggle beer clutched in their hands. Draco had just explained everything to him, everything he had never told them, about Hermione, the baby, the fact she only lived down the road, the fact she was married, and the fact that after three and a half miserable years he was finally going to be able to hold his son.
"But what if she moves to Bulgaria with her husband?" Draco bit his lip for two reasons, one the thought of Hermione being married to the Duck- man was more than he could stand, and two he had momentarily forgotten that Hermione might be moving his son to Bulgaria.
"Well," Draco smirked "I guess I'll just have to find a way to make her stay." Simon raised an eyebrow, and Malfoy smirked even wider and nodded.
"You're a sly one dragon, ill give you that." He raised his bottle to Malfoy, "You're a sly one."
***
Malfoy lay in bed, feeling much happier than he had felt in years. His son was down the road, and he was allowed to see him. Things where finally looking up. The only problem to the whole situation was that Krum was married to Hermione, Krum was married to her and he wasn't.
He smiled into his pillow. When suddenly his happy thoughts where interrupted by a knock at his front door. Jumping slightly, he got up of his bed and pulled on a t-shirt, there was another knock. Malfoy glanced at is clock. It was ten to midnight, who on earth was calling at this hour? They knocked again, and Draco grabbed his wand of his bedside tale. He walked slowly towards the door; they knocked again "Whose there?" he called
"Draco? It's me please let me in." Draco flung open the door. Hermione was once again stood in his door way. She could not have looked more different from when he had seen her a few hours ago. Her hair was dripping wet, from the rain that poured out behind her, her face was worried and scared, and her right cheek was pinker than her left and in her arms she carried, "Eli?"
Hermione nodded tears running down her face. Draco stood aside and let her enter his home once more. "Hermione, not that I'm not happy to see you but why are you here?"
Hermione lay Eli down on Draco's sofa then turned to face him. In the light of the living room, Hermione's face was pale, all but for her bright pink cheek. She didn't need to say it, Draco even prayed that she wouldn't say it, because if she said it. "He hit me!" too late! "Draco he hit me!" tears fell more rapidly from Hermione eyes, as Draco rushed forward to hold her in his arms.
***
Eli lay asleep in Draco's bed. He had not woken up since Victor had first stormed out of his home, so Eli was oblivious to his change in location. Hermione sat wrapped in a thick blanket on Draco's sofa, gripping a cup of tea in her shaking hands. Her cheek was now pale pink. Draco sat in the chair opposite Hermione waiting for her to explain everything.
Sniffing a few more times Hermione began to speak, she explained everything to Draco. Everything starting with the fight she and Krum had, had when she arrived home, to how he had stormed out, to how he had come home, complete and utterly drunk..
".He just kept yelling that you couldn't see Eli, that Eli was his son and that you had given up your rights as a father from the moment I told you I was pregnant..."
She then went on to explain, how victor had backed her into a corner and told her "you vill move to Bulgaria vit me Hermy-own-ninny, you and Eli shall both move vit me, or else." she explained that when she had told victor she didn't want to move, that he flew into another fit of rage.
".He's never been violent before, but he's never been that drunk before, Draco I was so scared, and he just started accusing you of trying to win me back and I told him that all you wanted was to see Eli, and .and.and."
"It's ok Hermione," Draco rushed over to her and wrapped his arms around her once more, "It's ok you don't have to say it I get the picture."
***
Hermione had fallen asleep on the sofa. Draco was pacing around his living room, when he fist herd him, "Mom-me!" his sons voice rang out from his room, "Mom-me?" Draco walked towards his room his hart racing; he was about to see his son properly for the first time in three and half years.
As he pushed open his bedroom door, Eli stopped calling for his mother and looked curiously at Draco. He face broke into a wide grin and he pointed at Draco excitedly, "Dragon! Dragon!"
Draco's hart jumped. His son was actually happy to see him, granted he Eli didn't know Draco was his farther but still the pure fact that Eli was happy to see him made Draco feel more alive then he had done in years.
"You must me a fan." Draco went and sat on his bed next to Eli. Eli crawled over to him still smiling broadly, "saw you telly" Eli nodded proudly, as he continued to grin a Draco.
"Did you?" Draco laughed. This was amazing. He couldn't believe he had spent three years away from Eli. He was brilliant, and rather handsome for such a small boy, 'well...' he thought to himself 'he is MY son after all, of course he is handsome.'
Eli crawled onto Draco's lap and looked up at him. Pointing to Draco's pale face Eli looked pleasantly curious, "me?" he said. Draco sat still with Eli on his alp, quit unsure what to say. Eli's hazel eyes met Draco's grey ones, and Eli smiled once more, then without warning jumped up and pulled Draco's hair.
"He'll do that a lot if you're not careful." Hermione stood in the bed room doorway. She looked absolutely exhausted, but she had a faint smile on her face, her cheek was bruised. Eli looked up at his mother, "Mom- mi look Dragon." He pointed at Draco, and Hermione smiled.
Draco looked up at Hermione, "I take it."
"Mom-mi where's daddy?" Eli's curious chirp interrupted Malfoy. Hermione's smile fell and she bit her slip, Draco looked to the floor. Eli continued to stare at his mother, waiting for her answer.
Draco picked Eli up and put him in Hermione's arms, "Well that answered my question." He walked out the room.
***
"Draco wait."
"Forget it,"
"Please..."
"Forget it"
"You were never there what was I supposed to tell him?"
"The truth Hermione, the truth." Draco slammed the fridge door shut and turned to face Hermione, "you could have told him the truth."
Hermione looked pleadingly into her ex-lovers eyes, "he's three years old Draco, and Victors the only father he has ever known."
They both stood in Draco's wide kitchen for several moments, before Draco walked towards Hermione and placed a hand on her cheek, "He is my son Hermione and he only knows me as a singer in a band, how would you feel Eli didn't know you where his mother, how would you feel if I had married another women and she had raised Eli as her son?"
Hermione gazed painfully into Draco's eyes, not caring to remove his soft hand from her bruised cheek, "another women like Daphny?"
Draco moved his hand, "don't bring her into this."
"no lets Draco," tears began to swell in Hermione's eyes, "lets bring her into this because it's the same situation isn't it, I saw you with another women and it almost killed me and that's exactly how you feel when you see me now, now I'm married to Victor."
Draco looked away. Hermione had always been smart, and despite the situation he was glad she knew how he felt. "It is how you feel isn't it?"
He looked back at her, he gazed strait into her eyes, there were exactly like Eli's, big round and beautiful hazel brown colour he loved those eyes just like he loved her.. he loved her? Well now was as good a time as any, "I love you."
Hermione stared at him disbelieving. All through out there time as a couple he had never once said he loved her, she had known but he had never actually told her. "What.?"
"I love you Hermione, I-Love-You!" he watched as Hermione stood there, her face full of shock, tears streaming down her face.
"But.but."
"No buts Hermione," he walked forward placing both of his hands smoothly on her cheeks, "I love you, and I have never stopped loving you." Very slowly he lent forwards and pressed his lips gently against Hermione's.