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"Oh and the sidekick speaks, you never could make up your own mind Ron so you just went along with whatever Harry said, whether it was wrong or right it didn't matter to you." I stop for a moment I need to regain my bearings, I can't loose it, there is too much that has left to be said. I see Draco from the corner of my eye coming closer to us, he is still in shock, disbelieving that I was right in front of him the whole time. I pray that he can forgive me. "Do you remember that night in the infirmary Harry when you and Ron came bursting in while Draco was trying to comfort me?"

"Of course I remember, he's the reason you ended up there in the first place, you spent three days there doing nothing but crying and sleeping you hardly ever said a word to us."

"I wasn't there because of Draco, I was there because of you, all the bitching that you used to do about me spending time with Draco, whether it was related to school or not, you hated that I had finally become his friend, so you always had to bitch and create stress and hostility, guess what all of that caused me to lose my baby! That's right, I was 2 months pregnant with Draco's child, I wanted that baby Harry, I wanted my little girl but you stole her from me!"

CHAPTER 9: THE STORY…REUNION PART 3

"What the hell are you talking about? We didn't know you were pregnant." He looks disbelieving, like after all this time I would lie to him.

"I knew that if I told you that you would be angry, that you would think Draco raped me. Well he didn't, I willingly gave myself to him, gave him every bit of love I possessed."

"Why did you never tell me Hermione?" That was Draco's voice, his voice is softer than I ever remember hearing, he sounds hurt, and I knew he would be, but I just couldn't tell him, not then. I slowly turn to face Draco, turning my backs on Harry and Ron.

"I was planning to tell you Draco, that very night that I lost the baby that was my surprise for you. I was going to tell you that you were going to be a father, but something happened and I lost our baby. After that I couldn't tell you, I didn't want to hurt you by knowing that I lost our baby." I can feel the tears forming in my eyes, but I can't cry, not yet, there is still too much to do.

"If you think that I would have been mad, you're wrong, I would never have been angry at you for that, I know that you didn't cause it to happen. Is this why you left me, why you said that you didn't and never had loved me?" I can see it in his eyes, he needs an honest answer, I guess now is the time to tell him.

"When Harry came in and threatened your life that time I knew then that I had to leave you, for your own safety. I thought at the time that if I left you that he would finally leave you alone, that there wouldn't be a reason for Harry to come after you."

"Oh except that you killed her Parents!" Harry chimed in; he grabbed my arm and swung me back around to face him. "Can't you see what he is doing to you Hermione; he's brain washing you, again." "Let go of my arm Harry" my words are barely above a whisper, he ignores me and continues his ranting. "He used you before and he'll do it again. He caused the death of your parents, he caused your stress, and it's his fault that you lost your baby, not mine, though I'm glad that you did, I don't think it would be good for you to have had a Malfoy." Piss me off some more Potter, go ahead, I dare you, I can feel my anger blaze in my eyes, perhaps Harry didn't know not to insult a woman's child!

"Wrong again Harry, I am a Malfoy," I pull my arm out of his grasp and push him back a step, "HIS blood is in my veins, my child's blood is in my veins; or I guess you haven't heard, I'm the new head of Slytherin." Harry's eyes about bulged out of his head at this, he looks utterly astonished, good just what I was aiming for. "That's right I'm head of Slytherin, Slytherin blood runs through my veins Harry, its Malfoy blood, the blood of my baby. The baby the YOU caused me to loose, not Draco."

"Listen to yourself Hermione, Slytherin blood in your veins, that can't happen."

"Don't believe me ask Dumbledore or the Sorting Hat, the Hat is never wrong Harry, the Hat placed me as Head of Slytherin. Go ahead Harry ask me the question that I know is on your mind, ask me."

But it wasn't Harry that asked the question, it was Draco, "Where have you been for the last 10 years?"

"Everywhere," I answer looking at Draco, I swung back around to look at Harry, "this is where I'm shocked you didn't find me Harry, supposedly you've been looking for me, or so I'm lead to believe, so why didn't you come to Mishka's? If you knew me well enough at all, if you really wanted vengeance for my parents you would have known what Mishka's was, you would have known where to find me. Draco knew where to look, he was on the right track, but you didn't give a damn did you Harry, you didn't care if I was dead or alive or even in the wizarding world anymore, all you cared about was vengeance on Draco, you wanted him dead, but you didn't care how or why. I know what you were after Harry, I knew long ago that you wouldn't stop that's why I left, I wanted to protect Draco from you and I figured that if I disappeared you would search for me and you would leave him alone. I guess I was wrong on both counts, because you never did leave Draco alone, though anytime you got close to him I'd push you onto something else."

"What does Mishka's have to do with anything and how did you push me onto something else? I have followed Draco's every move since we left Hogwarts; I knew that he had you, that he knew where you were."

"Oh you are so naive Harry, Draco had nothing on me, and he didn't know where I went anymore than you did. I told no one that I was leaving, but two people managed to find me and it wasn't you; and the funny thing about it Harry is that I didn't even have to leave the wizarding world to hide!"

"Mishka was her mother; she was named after her great-great-grandmother who was from Russia. Even I know that Potter, I'm surprised that you don't." I look back to Draco; I never knew that he knew that. That must be how he found me, no wonder he kept pushing for information. Deep down I think he knew all along.

"That doesn't answer how you pushed me to other things Hermione." Harry grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me closer to him, "Answer me Hermione, what did you do to me?"

"I did nothing but protect the man I love, it's a concept that you know nothing about." Harry's grip tightened on my arm, it was beginning to ache but I wasn't giving into him, I have not stayed out of sight for ten years to let Harry over power me now. I quickly glance over Harry's shoulder and see Dumbledore watching over our confrontation, he gives me a slight nod showing me he understands what I must do."

"Take your arm off her Potter; I will not let you assault her anymore. I lost her once because of you, I'll be damned if I'll let it happen again."

"Watch your tone Malfoy, or I'll arrest you now." Harry never took his eyes from mine while he spoke to Draco.

"Arrest me for what, protecting Hermione from you? I'm quite certain by now she has bruises on her arm in the shape of your hand." Draco steps up closer behind me laying his arm around my waist, his gestures means more to me than anything he could say. I know now that he forgives me for leaving him as I did.

"Release my arm Harry or I will be forced to hurt you, believe me it is not something I wish to do." Harry continued to keep a hold on my arm, alright, if that's how he wants to play it, let's see how strong he really is.

'Scorsconee' the word reverberates in my head and I feel the heat accelerate in my arm; Harry jerked his arm away looking at his hand.

"Damn it Hermione, what the hell did you do to me?"

"I gave you fair warning, you didn't listen, so I scorched your hand. I've learned a few things in my time away Harry, it hasn't been for nothing, I assure you of that." I don't want to hurt Harry or Ron, but they have left me little recourse. Hurting them physically will do me now good, Harry's hardened himself well beyond that, but I will not sit back and let them hurt Draco, I have done everything in my power to protect him, I will not stop now.

"GOD DAMN-IT HERMIONE HE'S SCUM, HE'LL HURT YOU AGAIN JUST LIKE BEFORE!" Harry was yelling, I realize there is no getting through to him.

"ENOUGH!" Dumbledore yells from the other side of the hall, "That is enough, there will be no more yelling, I want all four of you in my office now!"

Harry and Ron reluctantly follow Dumbledore out of the Great Hall, Draco and I follow up the rear. Draco's hand has still not left my side, I think he's afraid that if he lets go I'll disappear again, if I go again I'll take him with me this time. As the double doors shut behind us I hear the chatter of everyone in the hall, everyone is curious as to exactly what happened, suppose that's what I get for going into hiding for so long, though on second thought I happen to like teaching I may just stick with it.

"Jelly wings" the Gargoyle moved aside and we followed Dumbledore up the stairs to his office. "All of you sit, Now!"

Four chairs appeared in front of the desk, Harry and Ron sat on one end Draco and I on the other. We need to discuss things, but I don't know if that's going to happen with Harry's temper. I just realized that Ron hasn't said anything since I called him the sidekick. I don't think he's too pleased with me right now, but what else is new.

"Now we are going to sit here and discuss this as adults, there will be no yelling, there will be no interrupting, and there will be no wands." Here Dumbledore looked at Harry who was clutching his wand in his lap, I know he would just love to get a shot off at Draco but I refuse to let that happen and it seems Dumbledore agrees with me. "Now Harry you seem to doubt that Hermione, or would you rather be called Mishka?" "Hermione is fine, thank you." "Alright then, Harry you doubt that Hermione has been placed in Slytherin, that Slytherin blood is in her now."

"I don't see it as being possible, regardless of her supposed baby or not." My blood begins to boil here and I feel Draco's hand squeeze mine, Dumbledore said no interruptions so I will not correct him here.

"I was there Harry when Hermione lost her baby, Madame Pompfry called me into the infirmary after she had sedated Hermione and told me what had occurred. There are only three of us that knew of this, Hermione of course, Madame Pompfry, and myself. I left it to Hermione to inform Draco and I'm assuming by his reaction earlier in the great hall that he did not know about the baby. My condolences to you now Draco."

"Thank you sir, I wish I had known I would have done everything I could to help Hermione through that." Draco looked at me, his eyes sad at the knowledge his first child was lost before she ever had a chance to live.

"Hermione when we are through here, perhaps you can show Draco Gabriella's grave site." I do not have the strength for words so I only nod. "Now, back to the matter at hand. Ron and Harry both of you are to remain quiet I do not want to hear one word out of either of you while Hermione tells her story."

Now is the moment of truth, I can't run anymore and I can't hide anything else, "I suppose the best place to begin is the beginning. It is a well known fact for the first five years we have known each other friendship was not part of it when it came to Draco. However sometimes during our sixth year I saw a change in him and knew he had great potential. Harry you always doubted Draco's motives but you were wrong, not a first I might add." I look to Draco, I need to know he hears me that he is listening, he meets my eyes, he's listening. "We were assigned to work on a project together; it was then that I started seeing the other side of Draco, the side that in time I came to love. But it wasn't until September our seventh year, just two weeks into term that I realized I loved him, that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. By the end of September I found myself pregnant, I wasn't expecting it, but I was not adverse to the idea either. I knew that you loved me Draco, but I wasn't sure how you would feel about a baby, so I thought if I waited a bit, till it was too late for you to say anything then you wouldn't be able to object to it. It was the second week of December just before Winter break that I decided I was going to tell you, that way it would give you all of break to think about how you felt about it and if you wanted to stand by me. I didn't doubt your love, but knowing our history made me doubt my strength to stand up to you should you choose this isn't what you wanted. Unfortunately my plan got derailed. My parents were killed in early November, I hadn't even had the chance to tell them about the baby, I know that they know now and they are watching over my darling girl. But with the death of my parents Harry's hatred grew, he was blinded by his hate and animosity towards you. The first thing I heard in the morning was him bitching."

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"Damn it Hermione I don't want you to see him anymore, he killed your parents, don't you care about that?" But he didn't wait for my answer he continued ranting, "I cannot believe that you fucked him, I mean how could you betray me like that."

"I didn't betray you Harry, there is nothing to betray, I'm friends with you, and I'm friends with Draco."

"Oh so now you're on a first name basis with that piece of trash. When are you going to learn Hermione that he's scum, he's a low down dirty cheat that will drop you faster than you can say Quiddich when his next bitch comes along?"

"Are you calling me a bitch?"

"Well you are acting as his whore."

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"You called her a Whore, how dare you call her a whore. I was in love with her then and I'm in love with her now." Draco was furious, I don't know if this was the best point to bring up, but to fully understand what I did, they had to know the whole story.

"Draco, please calm yourself, I'm certain that Hermione has much more to tell us." Dumbledore attempted to calm Draco, I know that by the time I'm done he will be more than pissed at Harry and want to kill him, but I can't allow that to happen. I have fought too hard to keep Draco safe; he is not throwing that away.

"I never told Harry or Ron that I was pregnant, that was one thing that I didn't want them to know, I don't think even if they had known I would have been any better off. Harry's daily tirades upped my stress level immensely, there was nothing that I could say to change his mind, I tried to talk to him about my parents and what I was feeling because Harry had lost his parents and Sirius, but when ever I even mentioned the subject he would go off about Draco being just like his father, the two of them together are the perfect evil. After graduation I went into hiding, for awhile I studied with Professor Snape learning everything about advanced potions that I could, I studied with Professor Flitwick for everything he knew about disguising charms. That is how I lived my life for the last 10 years. Used a charm to subtly change my appearance but enough so that no one would easily recognize me. I earned my living by my apothecary shop and changed my name to Mishka. I choice it because it was my mothers name, it was something that meant something to me and anyone that truly cared about me would know how to find me. I used my disguises to help Draco by keeping you away from him Harry. In our seventh year I left Draco to protect him from you, I felt that at the time if we weren't together you would loose interest that there would be no reason for you to go after him anymore. I should have known that with how blinded you were, you wouldn't let it go. So I checked in on Draco occasionally, changing my appearance each time. Whenever I saw Harry get close to Draco, come questioning again on my disappearance I'd reach into Harry's mind and divert him away from Draco, I'd send him to another part of the world. It would work for awhile, so each time I did it I would have to send him to another part of the world. About six months ago Draco started figuring things out, he found Mishka's."