That Fateful Night

Chapter Three

Dimitrius Something, Something Malfoy

A/N: Katalia is pronounced Kay-tal-ya.

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Hermione and Draco's child was born February 28th. She was a few weeks late but other than that, perfectly fine. Her mother, on the other hand, was left alone and friendless in the hospital and had to endure the birth by herself without the father there to hold her hand. Even her parents couldn't make it. And as Hermione held the baby girl in her arms tears slid down her cheeks. She had begun to realize more with the increasing time how very alone she was.

The baby wailed in her arms as Hermione held her, but soon she fell silent and it was at that moment the young nurse chose to speak. "What shall you call her?"

Hermione thought for a few minutes, debating on all the names she could call her. She finally settled on a name. "Katalia Skye," she said promptly, but after a moment she added, "Malfoy Granger. No hyphen."

The nurse tilted her head to the side slightly. She knew of the Malfoys, of course, but the only one young enough to be the father of this child was the boy, Draco. She had heard rumors from her friends that the young Malfoy had been wedded to another girl, though. That was quite curious. Though it would be good reason enough for the father's absence.

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As the girl got older she began to look more and more like a true Malfoy. She had a slightly pointed face and very pale complexion. Her silky hair was the lightest shade of blonde and her eyes were those of her father. Steel gray orbs alive with intelligence but barely any emotion displayed in them. The only difference was a faint ring of hazel on the outer edge of the gray.

Each time Hermione looked at her daughter she saw her mistake. She saw where she went wrong. She saw every dream she had lost that day in the hospital wing. She saw every friend she had leave. She saw herself taking a low-level secretary position in the ministry rather than any of her dream jobs. But above all, she saw Draco. And yet she still loved the girl more than anything in the world.

"Mummy?" The girl said one day, looking up from her breakfast.

Her mother looked up curiously. "Yes, sweetie?"

The girl bit her bottom lip and hesitated for a minute as young kids tend to do when they have a difficult question to ask. But finally she released her lip and spoke. "Why haven't I ever seen my daddy?"

Hermione froze. She wasn't sure how to answer the question. She couldn't tell a seven-year-old that her daddy didn't want to see her. "Well…" Hermione paused again, considering her response. "Katie, you see, your daddy would love to see you but he's a very busy man."

"Oh." Katalia looked down at her Lucky Charms. She took a few bites and then asked another question. "What'd my daddy look like?"

Hermione looked at her daughter for a moment before closing her eyes. There, she saw Draco as he was seven years ago. Tall and handsome beyond words. Slicked back white blonde hair, those icy gray eyes, the flushed porcelain skin… It was of that image of him she spoke. "He looks like you. Gray eyes and pale skin. Light hair… Tall. He slicks back his hair with gel…His nose is a bit different from yours but you have the same shaped face."

"Oh…" The girl said, and paused again. Hermione braced herself for the next question and began to wonder where her daughter was getting these questions. Then the girl spoke again. "What's my daddy's name?"

"Draco Malfoy." Hermione said and not more than a second later a gasp came from her daughter. "What?" The young mother exclaimed.

"He donated a ton of money to our school last year… Like three thousand galleons!"

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Three years later Katie ran in the house, obviously excited. "Mum!" She yelled, dropping her bookbag on the couch. "Mum! You won't believe this!" She dropped a binder and two books on the chair on her way into the kitchen.

Hermione peeked her head out of the kitchen as her daughter neared. "What won't I believe sweetie?" She smiled at Katie. She had no idea what Katie could tell her that she'd be so excited about. The girl made straight A's every term. She was involved in every activity she wanted to be in. So unless it was a field trip she was completely clueless as to what it was.

"My dad's Draco Malfoy, right?"

Hermione's smile drooped slightly but she nodded anyway. "Yes…"

"Well there's a boy at my school in my grade named Dimitrius something, something Malfoy and he looks sorta like me! …But he's not very nice."

Hermione's smile completely fell upon hearing that news. "That's interesting, sweetie." Hermione hadn't expected Draco to have another child that soon afterwards. It just wasn't right. But you couldn't have honestly expected him to remain single for the rest of his life! Honestly you're a sensible woman.

"I hear he takes classes on a Hogwarts third year level though." Katie continued.

Third year level? Hermione knew Draco was smart but his son taking that high level classes? That was absurd!

"Mum?" Katie began again after a few minutes of silence.

"What?"

"Will I be going to Hogwarts next year?" She looked at her mother, rather pitiful looking.

"Of course silly. Why wouldn't you?" Hermione laughed a little. Honestly, the thought of her daughter not going to Hogwarts. It was hilarious.

"Because Dimitrius told me I was stupid and wouldn't get into Hogwarts... H-he also made fun of Aria because she's a Weasley..." Katie began to sniffle a little as if she was going to cry. So Hermione decided to be a little playful.

Hermione gasped. "He didn't!"

"He did!" Aria was Fred's little girl. She was ten like Katie and the two were nearly inseparable when they saw one another.

"Katie?" Her mother asked after a thought occurred to her. "What house would you like to be in when you attend Hogwarts?"

"Um... Gryffindor. I guess…" She bit her bottom lip then went on. "I used to want to be in Slytherin but Dimitrius is going to be in there and I don't want to be anywhere near him."

Hermione managed a small smile. "Go up and put you school things away now, Katalia."

Katie nodded and went out to the living room to grab her things from the various places she had set them. Then, after a moment, Hermione heard the girl thump up the stairs to her room.

Hermione couldn't believe Katie had a brother. Especially one that was this old already! It was just unbelievable.

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A/n: Sorry to those who thought this was going to be an eventful chapter. The next one is more where the action starts. I just felt an introduction to Katie would help. Next chapter I believe you meet Dimitrius – stuck up little prat he is.

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