Chapter four

I walk in to the kitchen to find Ron sitting at the table drink tea.

"Draco is a mind reader."

"What?" Ron looks up from his tea cup.

I sit across from him and tell him everything Draco had just told me. He stares hard at the tabletop.

"They fucked up his brain, beat him, raped him and he got away. How did he get away?" Ron sounds mystified.

"I'm not sure but they think he is dead."

"Why ask him to turn on his magic? Maybe it's better if they think he's dead."

"I think what ever they did to his brain will be stronger if he is himself. Draco is a magic creature just like us, stifling his powers stifles his brain."

"And you trust him now."

"Yeah. I wish I understood that. Maybe this is how it worked with Snape and Dumbledore."

Ron shakes his head smirking. "No I think this is a little more complicated."

Ron is hinting at something, what I can't figure out. I'm not sure I want to know. Not right now enough to deal with out adding more. "You're really going to ask her."

"Yeah, next week. Are you going to tell her about Draco."

"Yeah in the morning." The conversation dies as we sit there, absorbed in our own thoughts.

The kitchen is silent for a moment. Ron looks up from his tea a frown on his face. "You could always floo Ginny."

"I'm not sure where she is."

"Floo home mum should know."

"He says she cheating on me."

"I wouldn't put it past her."

"Ron are you ever going to tell me what happen between you and Ginny. You where doing fine till this summer."

"Let her tell you. Not my business. She made that very clear." His voice is full of something dark and hurtful.

"It is your business Mr. Wesley. You are Harry best friend. He has a right to know." I jump at the sound of Draco voice.

"I thought I left you asleep in bed."

He shrugs and comes to sit next to Ron. "May I have some ice cream please?"

To my surprises Ron gives him a smile and moves to fill the order.

"Ron, are you going to tell me." Ron can be quite good at avoiding the subject when he wants to.

Ron set a bowl of ice cream in front Draco. Draco gives the cold treat a big smile. He runs his finger over the rim of the bowl and sighs. He really was easier to deal with before they did whatever they did to his brain. Ron takes a sip of his tea. It must be rather cold by now.

"She was pregnant. I found out by accident. I told her you had the right to know, it was half you child. She thought you didn't need to know. She killed it."

The world narrows down to one clear picture of Ginny slim, long, beautiful, laughing at something silly I had said, eyes wide, red hair catching the light turning it to fire. She was pregnant. She killed the kid our child. She…. I suck in a shaky breath, let it out slow, starting to feeling lightheaded. Ron tapping his fingers on the table a troubled look in his tried face. Draco hum around a spoon fill of ice cream.

"She would never have told me. Thank you Ron." my voice sounds muffled to my own ears, the beginning of a headache scratching at the back of my head.

"She's young Harry I get that. She had a good argument for not having the kid. She only 16 just a kid. There's a war going on. It made sense… kind of… I just thought you had a right to know. It was your kid too."

Draco reaches out and places a hand over Ron tapping finger. "He'll have more kids."

Ron looked across into Draco wide gray eyes.

"You are freaky as shit Malfoy."

Draco gives him a big smile. "Thank you master Weasley. You should eat some ice cream." I stand and open the fridge door, grab a tin of ice cream and place it on the table. Ron gets the spoons and sits down across from Malfoy. He hands me a spoon, we dig in. He was right this is really good.