Chapter 13

I stood there in Grangers driveway for a bit staring after her. I need to find out what had happened.

There was no way that I raped her, I thought.

I decided to walk back to my house so I could think things through… I thought it was odd that I didn't remember anything of that night except standing over Hermione and looking down at her.

I stood up and grabbed my board. I ran and dropped it then jumped on. I let myself glide down the hill as I let myself actually think carefully about what had happened that night I "raped" Granger.

I thought hard and brought back the same memory: Granger reading a book sitting across from me in the common room. I had gotten up and walked towards her… my thoughts were on going to bed but I Had the urge to bend over her and see what she was reading. She looked up at me strangely and I smiled a little. After this part my mind sort of went blank, I thought harder as I swerved in and out of parked cars on the side of the rode. I stopped my board when I got to my destination, the park, and bent down to pick it up. I sat on a nearby bench and placed my elbows on my knees, my head in my hands, and I thought hard. I thought harder than any time before.

After about twenty minutes or so of replaying the images in my head I had another clip added in my mind. I saw my hand reach down and grab Granger's breast. I found myself a little surprised at this new found piece of evidence. My mind was whirring, thinking of what could have made me done something like that when I wasn't even thinking about it or even wanting to do that. Then it came to me… the Imperius Curse.

"Oh my god," I muttered softly, "My father..."

My conclusion was that my father had placed the curse on me when I didn't see him or when I wasn't paying attention. I know he has been hanging around Hogwarts grounds.

Probably sticking around to fuck the other girls in school, I thought bitterly.

I then realized I had to tell Granger. I ran up the hill then dropped my board and skated all he way back to Granger's house. When I got to her driveway I left my boarded behind and ran up to her front door.
He knocked and rang the doorbell a couple of times. After a few minutes or so Granger answered the door, then shut it when she met my eyes.

I banged on the door and yelled, "Wait! Granger! I know what happened that night! Please! Let me explain!"

I stood there for a couple of minutes and was about to bang on the door again before I saw it crack open.

"Gran-"
"Hermione," she corrected peering at me through the door crack with one of her eyes.

I stared at her for a bit then asked softly, "C-can I explain things to you?"

I saw her head nod a couple of times.
"I'm coming outside though," she stated hurriedly as she stepped out of her house.

I hurriedly said a lot a once which resulted in me having to repeat my confession.

"Gran- Hermione, it wasn't me that night that raped you! Well, I mean it was but-but I would never rape you of my own will."
I paused to see if she could see where I'm going. I'm sure she got it but she just didn't feel like showing me that recognition.

"Hermione, I was under the Imperius Curse from my father."

She stared at me as if bored. I stared back waiting for her reply.

"Malfoy, how am I supposed to believe you?"

"I don't know. Was…. was there anything that I said or did that reminded you of my father?"

I watched her eyes falter to the ground and haze slightly as she thought back.

"Well... your voice was a little harsher than I've ever heard it and the way you… well… yes certain things that you did were like Lucius, but that could be because you're his son."

"O no… I assure you that I have my own sexual um…. ways."

She stared at me then said slowly, "Let me think about this stuff then I'll get back to you. Where… do you live?"
"You can't get to my house… I'll come down tomorrow same time as now."

She nodded then turned and walked into her house. I waited until the door was closed the started my ascent back up to my lonesome house.

I woke up on Christmas morning and stared out my window. I smiled when I noticed snow falling outside.

My feet hit the cold floor.

"Oh…"

I slipped on my slippers and stretched my cramped up muscles. My reflection in the mirror seemed different this morning… I mean, it was still me but just different…

I shrugged it off and sauntered out of my room. The halls were colder than usual. I glanced up and noticed that the torches that typically warm the manor's halls were unlit. I cocked my head slightly and headed downstairs towards the kitchen where my mum often has a Christmas breakfast going.

The house was quiet I noticed… it was eerily disturbing. I felt alone… almost hopeless. I never really liked this house. It was too big for a family of three and felt almost like a prison when my father was here.

When I was younger ("and didn't know better" according to my father) I tried convincing my father to let us move down near Jaden. Lucius beat me whenever I suggested it.

I smelt the familiar scents of bacon and eggs as I turned into the kitchen. I smiled again and said, "Mum, that smells-"
I stopped when I noticed that she wasn't in there. I knitted my eyebrows together and took a quick look around the kitchen and the living room.

"MUM!"

I waited I couple of minutes only to be rewarded with the disturbing silence.

I headed back into the kitchen and walked over to the stove, which was its own little island in the kitchen, and noticed that the bacon was blackened and burnt. In between the space of the island and the refrigerator, I noticed the bright blonde hair that my mother possessed strewn across the floor in an almost angelic way.

"Mum?"

I walked around the island and the sight that met my eyes made me scream.