Short Prolouge (Very Short)

Months past.. and they graduated. Finally it was time for Hermione to give birth to their young child. But, they aren't married, and the approval of Hermione's parents are harsh.

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'Another week, Mione!'

'You're the only one excited. I'm the one who is gonna be in pain'

'Awww, c'mon, Mione'

'Drake, my parents haven't approved yet. You still can't claim its ours'

'Well, I guess so' Draco replied. His excited look had disappeared from his face. The expression was now in depression. He had always longed for a baby. But his dreams might shatter any moment as Hermione's parents had been rejecting him eversince they knew about the young child.

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'I don't know, Hermione Ann. It's a bit of a rush don't you think? You just turned 18 and you're expecting a pure blood's baby. Do you think he will take care of the baby? Do you think he's open and honest? How are you sure he isn't going to leave you?' Hermione's parents babbled when she went to see them.

'I know, Mum, Dad. It's a little rush but so what? The baby is about to be born. He's high priest of Slytherin! He knows what to do!'

'Slytherin? Aren't those the bad people?'

'Draco isn't bad mum! He was overpowered by his father! Who died! Just died!'

'You and your nonsense! bla bla bla bla bla bla'

Hermione couldn't take this debate anymore. She left instantly and went to Draco.

'Drake?'

'Uh, yeah? What did they say?'

'They said - she drew a long breath - no. Not actually them, its me. I don't know, Drake. But my answer is no. I can't live like this. My parents are right, it's a rush. I don't know whether you'll take care of the baby, or leave me'

'I suppose I won't be seeing you then' Draco said, getting up and ready to leave.

'Drake, do visit. Its not important what my parents say about us. I just want us to be happy' but what Hermione said was too late. A stake pushed through Draco's heart and will never ever come out.

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'I don't know what to do, Blaise!' Hermione said, a few months later. Little Derrick was four months old. Blaise had become the adoptive father of Derrick and Hermione had become the adoptive mother for Hannah (Blaise's child. Originally, Bree's. But he filed a divorce because she went for hookers at late night clubs)

'Calm, Hermione. What's the problem?' Blaise said, stroking her hair.

'I'm worried. About Drake. He hasn't seen Derrick yet. He told me 5 months ago he will visit when Derrick turns 4 months.'

Blaise sighed. Hermione had panicked about Draco every single time she can afford to panic. Which was mainly every night.

'I'll give, Drake a call'

'Give, who me, a call? What for?' Draco's dark voice suddenly boomed. 'Oh. So Zabini is the adoptive father.'

Hermione looked at Draco. She had to lie. She knew she had to. She didn't want Draco to find out that it was Blaise.

'No.' Hermione said. Blaise understood while Draco looked confused.

'Where's the baby?'

'Drake, I'm sorry I haven't told you earlier but he didn't survive.'

'Wha-?' Draco said spitting the orange juice he was slurping.

'Some diagonised thing. I don't know.'

'-sigh- Ta then. I'm very busy.'

'By-' Hermione managed to say, before Draco swiftly walked out of the modern home of theirs.

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Twelve years past and Hermione hasn't heard from Draco since. A/N : I'm rushing again. Yeah, I know Derrick was now twelve while Hannah was twelve and a half. Hermione sat on her bed, stressed. They still lived in the same house but Blaise was now in Spain, studying medical (muggle medical).

'What's the matter, Mum?' Derrick's voice was suddenly audible.

'Yeah, Mum? What's wrong?' Hannah asked.

'Nothing. Nothing' Hermione replied, studying Derrick.

They just left the room without a sound and went to bed.

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'Rick? Do you know what's wrong with Mum?' Hannah asked while they were in their room. But Derrick was already sleeping, soundly. Hannah just sighed and went to bed.

An hour later, Hermione went into their room. She sat on Derrick's bed and looked at Derrick. Derrick looked like Draco a lot. He had Draco's blonde hair, Hermione's hazel eyes, Draco's muscular body and Draco's famous Malfoy smirk.

She then went and sat on Hannah's bed. Hannah was nothing like Derrick. Hannah had dark brown hair, pale blue eyes and nothing more than a sweet Blaisey smile. She studied them both carefully, wondering if Draco was still alive.

Tears trickled down Hermione's cheek as she thought of Draco. She quietly walked out of the room, and settled to bed.

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'Mum, I just noticed something' Hannah said as she came down for breakfast.

'Yeah, me too, Mum' Derrick said, behind Hannah.

'What is it?'

'We look different. I mean totally different.' they both said together.

'Its just a little difference.'

'No it isn't, Mum! Can't you see? I don't look like Dad at all! I just look like you and that Slytherin heir, Malfoy.'

Hermione stopped dead in her tracks.

'How do you know, Malfoy, Derrick?'

'He's Jenica's distant uncle. He's on the news everywhere. He also came to our school yesterday to see Jenica.'

'…'

Derrick thought harder. His mother wouldn't answer his question.

'Oh no! Mum!'

'Yes, Rick?'

'I'm I'm not from a different father am - am - am I?'

A/N : Oh poor Hermione!

Description for next chap: Hermione needed to tell Derrick. But how? Suddenly, Draco returns. And finds out he has a son. What kind of trouble will Hermione get into? Will Draco tell Derrick for himself? What will Blaise say?