Here is the chapter that tells you who the person is. Maybe some questions will be answered, who knows? Let's find out
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The figure stood on the corner, staring at the fence between houses number 11 and 13, watching, waiting for anything to happen
Suddenly, a house appeared next to the fence, expanding and pushing its out way, until it reached its full size. Neither any occupant in both houses noticed
The person watched as a couple left this house, heading towards the corner. Once they rounded the corner and disappeared, the person headed for the new house, but then the clouds rolled over and began to rain. Cursing slightly, the person covered his face and hurried onto the front steps. Looking around, he saw no one watching him and knocked on the front door
"Come on, come on," he whispered
He was already feeling faint headed and couldn't wait any longer, but that's when the door opened and a woman stood there, holding a crying baby to her chest. She gave him a look, but then he lurched forward from the faintness. She drew a long piece of wood, but the person didn't care. He just wanted to recover
The person collapsed on the floor, feeling waves of pain and sleepiness washing over him. He struggled to keep his eyes open, but he couldn't. He heard someone talking, but he only wanted to sleep
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Hermione's POV
I watched as the man laid there, not moving at all. I called to him, but he didn't respond. I closed the door and went to the lounge room, placing a crying Liz on the lounge, before returning to the unconscious man. I rolled him over on his back and shook his shoulder gently. Still no response. The man was dressed in all black, even covering his face, but as I checked his body, I saw tears and other cuts in his clothing. And where there were cuts, there was also blood
I tried to pick him up, but failed. Something dropped from inside his clothing. I reached out and picked up a sheathed sword. Rolling it over in my hands, I looked down at the man's covered face. I reached down, removed the cloth and fell back, gasping, dropping the sword. I crawled back over to make sure and sure enough, there he was, lying in the hallway of Harry's house, his clothes cut and bloodied
My Draco Malfoy!
"Where have you been, what have you been doing?" I whispered
I grabbed my wand and waved it over his body, lifting it from the ground, before taking him upstairs and into my room, laying him down onto my bed. I removed the torn clothing from his torso and face, gasping at what I saw
Scars and cuts covered his chest and arms. There were a few cuts running up and down his right arm, two large and diagonal scars on his chest, along with several blood-covered cuts, but when I grabbed his left arm, I was shocked
There was a large scar on his inner arm, right where the Dark Mark should be. I had a feeling he had hexed it or cut it off, but settled on the latter because it seemed to be cut. There was a cut on his neck and when I rolled him over, I noticed two large burns on his back, one on his right shoulder blade and the other just above his hips. I turned Draco back over and touched his face. His skin was still smooth
I was wondering where he had been all this time, when he stirred and moaned. I leaned forward, but that was all he did. I touched his forehead and kissed it
"Poor baby," I whispered
I waved my wand over his cuts, removing the blood and healing a few cuts, but that was all I could do. I heard Liz crying still and with one last look at Draco, I left the room and headed downstairs, picking up Liz and rubbing her back
I couldn't believe what had just happened! Draco had returned, but he came back unconscious and all messed up, but I didn't care. I knew he was alive now and once he was all better, then Liz could finally have a father!
But I felt some happiness turn into anger when I realized how long he had been gone for; more than six months! He said he wanted to be back in time for the birth, but he wasn't. Now all I could do was hope and see if he was still the same Draco Malfoy I fell in love with and conceived a child with
End POV
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Ginny laughed at Harry's joke, as they made their way back home after a wonderful night out. Harry had taken her to a restaurant where there was excellent food and some good music to dance to. Even though it was still raining, Harry and Ginny didn't care much, since their night couldn't be spoiled by an odd bit of rain
"We should do that again one day," exclaimed Ginny
"There are plenty more days to come," agreed Harry, "and we should take everyone out"
"That would be nice"
They rounded the corner and quickened their pace to arrive back home. They walked in, holding hands, but they noticed that the house was a little too quiet
"Okay, so what happened?" asked Ginny
Harry drew his wand and went into the living room
"Nothing out of the ordinary"
"Let's check on Hermione"
Harry led the way upstairs and peeked into Hermione's room. He did a double take and stepped back. Ginny gave him a questioning look
"What's wrong?"
"Take a look"
Ginny looked inside and gasped. Although scarred and battle-worn, Draco Malfoy laid spreadeagled on Hermione's bed, while Liz was asleep in her crib
"Okay, so Malfoy's here, but where's Hermione?" said Harry
He heard a door opened and looked around. Hermione came out of the bathroom dressed in a towel, as she came walking towards them
"Hermione, when did Malfoy get here?" asked Ginny
"About an hour ago. Could be hour an half"
"Okay, so what happened to him?"
"No idea, he's been like this ever since he got home"
"Well, let's hope he can recover and let us know," said Harry
"Don't you have a Pensieve?" Ginny asked Hermione
She nodded and walked into her room, before rummaging through her cupboard and taking it out, placing it near her bed. She turned to her friends
"I don't mean to be rude, but you know"
"We understand," said Harry, "You want to be with him, we know"
Hermione nodded, as Harry and Ginny left. She closed the door, got changed into the tank top and pyjama pants she wore for bed, before snuggling up to Draco and closing her eyes, grateful that he had returned
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