OK…So maybe some people were confused but hey it will be ALL explained in the next chapter. Ok? I love you guy… Oh yeah …blah blah blah I do not own Harry Potter…But I do Own Thomas…what a cutie... Plus if you guys didn't notice the POV of Draco's perfectly explains that he is the son of him. I mean come on Blonde hair…like someone could not notice that. But here are some of my props to the reviewers:

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Oh and here are the translations for the French:

La Beauté de Composent- The beauty of Make-Up
Merveilleux- Marvelous
Mère- Mother.
Excusez-moi monsieur­- Excuse me sir.

LAST CHAPTER

"Who said I was running you Malfoy?" she spat with disgust.

"I did now let me in. I have some important things I would like to discuss with you,"

"In hells name no you bastard,"

"Well then I guess I shall just have to let myself in the hard way,"

-----Thomas' POV-----

Jeez… Why was Mommy being so mean? Who was that man in the doorstep? Why were they fighting? These were his thoughts until he stopped cause the yelling was so loud. Maybe if I peak I can see what their doing… He peaked his head behind the wall of the top of the staircase. He didn't know what they were really saying they were talking so fast. "

But I guess I better get packed before mommy comes up and starts to yell at me," He told himself. So with that he took himself to his room and started packing.

-----Hermione's POV-----

As soon as he said that she felt herself being forced to the ground by the hard wooden door. She fell with a 'thud'. She looked up to see him letting himself in with a look of 'Ha Ha I always win!' She brushed herself up and with confidence said:

"Please leave or I will have to call authorities,"

"Granger you know as well as I do there aren't any that can help this little problem we have,"

"Well the only problem you have is invading my personal space!"

"If you will just calm down I would like to discuss something that I know has been troubling your mind,"

"There is nothing to discuss," and with that she turned on her heal and started to walk away when she felt Draco push her against the wall with his body pressing firmly to hers.

"Look Granger you will listen to what I have to say and we will discuss our son whether you like to admit it or not!" he said menacingly.

"Ok… Malfoy…you win I'll talk," she said while lowering her head.

He removed himself from her and took a seat on one of her nice plush couches. She sat directly across from him twiddling her fingers with a look of stress.

"Where do you want me to begin?" she said shakily to him.

"Well I want to know the reason I can't see my son… I also want to know why have you been running all this time," he stated calmly.

"First off how do you even know he is yours or I mean our son? How would you know something like that? Huh! Secondly, how can you just barge in here so very rudely demanding questions? You really expect me to be friendly after what you did to me!"

"Excuse me miss 'I only care for my feelings and mine alone' but have you forgotten that I am here right now wanting to talk to you in a…well trying… civil manor?"

"I do not and don't try to stray off the topic! I want answers just as bad as you. It is all fair isn't it?"

"Well if you want your way then fine I'll tell you 'oh bloody why' I did what I did just don't expect it to be all beauty, diamonds and sappy shit… Those couple of months that I spent having a relationship with you was all Bullocks. Don't make that look you already knew what you were getting into when you said yes. You see in Hogwarts I thought that perfect plan would be to date you take your precious 'innocence'. (Which I actually doubted you had with your seductively flirting going on.) It really would have been the perfect way to get back what I wanted from Potter that I knew I deserved. His fame. Yes Granger I was jealous.
After I finally done the deed I was so proud and full of it for the passing month that I thought that maybe I should tell them why their precious Hermione is oh so sad and depressed. But what I found out when I was approaching them was something I did not want to hear them talk about. I thought that this would be a really good chance for some blackmail but I found out that it was indeed something worth doing against but that thought was pushed away. I actually felt bad and scared out of my mind that I had impregnated something.

But what was worse is that I couldn't believe that they were still here friends an that they supported her through this heartbreaking situation. But if you also must know I have been looking for you for the past years searching country from top to bottom and yet I didn't find anything until that is when you stupidly cast a spell about three weeks ago. I was eagerly happy to find you and yet it really made me feel good that I found you before anyone else because god forsakes everyone thinks your dead and damn even Potter and his bitch have stopped looking for you… It is quite sad actually… But why shall I stray on this topic any further you now have you answer so please answer me this… let me see my son,"

"Malfoy this is surprisingly uneasy to say and it would be a lot better if you would be so kind to show me some respect in more ways than a little… Please," she said while looking up into his eyes. That's were she saw it… that look of emotion in his eyes. He actually cared what this child had become.

"Well if your pompous ass showed it to me then maybe,"

"Don't even start,"

"Fine then just go on with the answer … Pleeease,"

"I don't really know why I did what I did… I just felt that it was the only way I could handle this problem and well maybe if I ran nobody would care… forget I ever existed… so I decided that it was me and my self from then on as soon as I stepped off of Hogwarts grounds… I really don't expect you to want to see your son for you know the reason I feared most… was… that…she saying this while hold back her tears you… would try and harm me and him …alongside with your father. She kept her gaze fixated on the ground while tears rolled down her face while saying: I know I am a worthless mudblood and that nothing good but wrong shall come out of me even this crying very badly now beautiful child on which you shall make fun of… because of it being half-blood,"

There she sat with her face in her hands wailing softly, now… sitting there in shock thinking on how she judged him still. Surly she should know that his feelings towards what your heritage is does not matter to him anymore. I mean this cuts me deeply that she would fear me or fear what I might do.

"Granger…please stop that and listen. All I really want for you to understand is that now that I have found you and my child… do you really think I am going to let you or him get into any harm? He bares Malfoy blood, which I shall stand up for and for you if you hadn't noticed since when has the word mudblood came out of my mouth? Not once. You should also know that I can support him in many ways and you know that as well as I do. I am the father of him and I deserve every bit of rights to him as you,"

She removed her head from her hands and her tear stained face was but of pure confusion. She was so hard to read. I was never able to do it properly… only on some occasions.

"I understand all that you have said but a few parts… I mean how can you sit there and call him your son with the kind of father you are to him,"

"Well… if you gave me the chance I would be a damn good one,"

"You really have to think… how is the hell is this going to work Malfoy? How will you be with him or see him? Tell me cause I would love to know,"

"I could always move in with you," he said rather coolly and smirking that annoying smirk that he has not let go of.

"In all of hell …FUCK no… are you kidding me Malfoy? Please! We would fight all to much and what kind of example would that be for him,

"Trust me if you just let me have one chance I promise you that I will do my best that I can to try and try I will to get along with you and be there for Thomas,"

"Fine on the exception that he meets you first and agrees to let you stay," with that she knew she had him beat in shocking look he held against her smirk…ha. He thought about this… well it is a shot: "Deal," he said while suggesting a handshake.

She arose from her seat with all stray questions in her head wanting more answers but she told her self its best to wait on some things before going to fast. She approached the top of the stairs contemplating on whether going to his room and snatching him and running or going downstairs to face his father.

She knocked steadily on the door of his room before opening it slowly. She fond him on his tip toes trying to reach up for something in his closet shelf. So cute.

"Thomas…" she spoke softly.

"Yes mother?"

"I want you to come downstairs with me to meet your father… and judge on whether he should stay here or not,"

"My father is really here?"

"Yes baby he is," she said while casting him a sad glace.

TA DAAAAA there you guys go! …Perfecto! I know. Ok so there you have it longer than the first ..but yeah ….R&R please… much love!

-Me