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Chapter 25 – The Truth at Last?

"The prophecy!" Harry exclaimed.

"Yes, Harry," Dumbledore said. "However, since the time you first saw it in the Department of Mysteries, it has been, well, edited."

Harry held it in his hand and took a look. It now had the words 'Draco Malfoy" next to his.

"Why is his name next to mine?" Harry asked.

"It's because both of you fit the bill, Harry." Dumbledore said slowly. "Both you and Draco Malfoy were born on the 31st of July. Both of you were chosen by Voldermort as his equal."

Harry looked stunned. Draco Malfoy, the one he hated so much in his 7 years at Hogwarts, had been actually also "The One', chosen by fate to save the world from the Dark Arts.

"But how about the part where the prophecy says that his parents would have resisted Voldermort three times?" Harry said.

"Ah, this is where it gets interesting." Dumbledore said. "This is why I let Severus Snape teach at Hogwarts."

Harry blinked his eyes. What does Draco Malfoy have to do with Snape? Could it be…

"Harry, Draco Malfoy is Professor Snape's son."

"WHAT!"

"It's true, Harry." Dumbledore said quietly.

"How can it be?" Harry half-shouted. "He doesn't look a bit like him."

"When Severus had a child," Dumbledore continued, "Voldermort wanted to train him as his heir. He saw the immense potential in the baby."

"That explains the chosen part." Harry muttered.

"However, Severus had already been disillusioned with life as a Death Eater. He now disliked the Dark Arts and he definitely did not want his son to become Voldermort's heir." Dumbledore said. "So he tried to run away."

"That's number one." Harry thought to himself.

"Voldermort caught him, of course." Dumbledore said. "He tried to oppose him and the two of them started to duel. Severus managed to escape but he left his son behind."

"Number two." Harry said absent-mindedly.

"Number what?" Dumbledore piped in.

"Er… nothing, Professor." Harry shot back into reality.

"After that, Severus came to me and told me everything, but I didn't trust him. When I gave him something to drink, I added Veritaserum to his coffee." Dumbledore chuckled. "I always carry it with me. Became the most important potion I every used."

"What did he say?" Harry said.

"He told me about his son, about his desire to break away from the Dark Side." Dumbledore said. "It was impossible not to believe him. No one lies under the influence of Veritaserum. I couldn't do anything about his son though, until news came out that the Malfoy's were expecting a child."

"What's wrong with that?" Harry asked.

"When you become a Death Eater, you're not supposed to get married and have kids." Dumbledore replied. "Voldermort would kill you and your family. He wants total commitment to him."

"No one smelt a rat, because no one knew that Lucius Malfoy was a Death Eater. But I did, Severus told me so."

"So far, Professor Snape has only opposed Voldermort twice," Harry said, "Where's the third time?"

"The third time was when he came to me." Dumbledore replied quietly. "To leave Voldermort and to come to me was the greatest way to oppose him. To keep him safe, I let him teach in Hogwarts. Why I never gave him the Defence Against the Dark Arts post, you should know."

"Because you didn't want him teaching the wrong things." Harry said.

"Exactly." Dumbledore said. "Severus could touch the prophecy because it was also concerning him. He treated Draco Malfoy better in school because he was his son. The prophecy was referring to the both of you, and both of you must team up to destroy the Dark Arts."

Harry was silent for a while. "Professor, who is Malfoy's real mother?"

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, "That's for another day, Harry. Now, your friends would like to see you."

Harry walked out of the office, his head full of thoughts. "Hermione." He shouted and ran towards the hospital wing.

"Make way, make way." Harry said as he dashed through the hallways of Hogwarts. When he opened the door of the hospital, he saw all the beds full of his friends. Friends who had helped him in his time of need. Harry felt bad that he caused them to be in this state.

"Ah, there you are, Harry." Madam Pomfrey said. "Lots of trouble you've caused me!"

"Sorry…" Harry said sheepishly. "Where is Hermione?"

"Ah…" Madam Pomfrey's face turned slightly red. She hurried Harry along the rows of beds and into a secret corner. She tapped a brick and the wall opened to reveal a bigger room.

"Feels like Diagon Alley." Harry said to himself as he walked towards two people standing beside a curtain.

"Hey Harry." Ron said, almost in a whisper. Beside him, Cho looked a shade of her beautiful, confident self. She only managed a nod in Harry's direction.

"What's going on?" Harry said.

"Not something good." Madam Pomfrey said as she drew the curtain, to reveal…

"Hermione!" Harry said as he knelt down besides her bed. She was out cold, her face pale and clammy.

"What's wrong?" Harry muttered.

"Nothing that I can't cure," Madam Pomfrey started. "Got her energy sucked out by You-Know-Who. Should wake up in a day or two."

"But?" Harry said, knowing that something's wrong.

"I may not be able to save the other one." Madam Pomfrey said.

"What other one?" Harry said.

"Hermione…" Ron started, "is carrying your child.

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