My life sucks…. I never get time to write anymore… sigh. I'm sorry about the last cap, truly. I have gotten tons of mails that complain about the lack of details but I haven't gotten in touch with the writer inside…

This chap is unbeated. I haven't gotten in contact with my beta reader. I'll repost this chap when I get it beated. So WARNING: BAD GRAMMAR! English is not my first language!

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Chapter seventeen: How long can I stand this?

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Hermione sighed as she watched her best friend stare at the paper before him, not caring to read the text on it. He had been like that ever since Draco had left the school. The brown haired had noticed that he lacked the energy to study and slowly he was failing his classes. The only thing that hindered him from falling faster was his friends.

Ron bit his bottom lip and looked at Harry. Leaning closer to Hermione he made sure the professor wasn't looking at them. "I can't stand seeing him like that…" he whispered. He quickly sat back in his seat and looked like he was busy writing down what ever the professor said when said professor looked in his direction. When noting that the close was clear he leaned back next to Hermione. "How could that blond sna…"

"Ron!" Hermione warned him.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay! How could Malfoy just dump him like that? I mean, didn't they have something special or something?" he asked. The image from when he first saw the two together still sent shills down his spine, but seeing them after that didn't bother him that much.

The girl looked at her 'boyfriend' and then down at the paper before her. It had been two months since Draco had left Hogwards and Harry still hadn't told them why. She had lied in her bed many nights just thinking about it. Things didn't make sense.

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Flash Back

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"May I have your attention please?"

All students stopped their chatting when they heard the headmaster speak up. It had been a while since he had done that.

Dumbledore looked around the great hall to see that he had all of his students' attention. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I have important news to tell you all. One student from the house of Slytherin, Draco Lucius Malfoy, is leaving Hogwards" he said out loud so that all students would hear him.

The Slytherins fell silent. Heck, the whole great hall fell silent. But it didn't stay that way. Soon the whole room was filled with mumbles about Malfoy, why he had to leave, stuff about the dark lord and so on.

At that moment Snape entered the great hall with Harry by his side. There weren't many students who noticed, they were all busy mumbling to each other. Snape followed the dark haired boy to his seat by the Gryffindor table and left him there as he walked to take his place by the other professors.

Hermione and Ron instantly noticed that something was wrong. Harry's eyes were red from crying and his skin was pale… almost as pale as Draco himself. He didn't even look up to look at his friends.

When Dumbledore saw that Snape had taken his seat he turned his attention back to his students. "I know that this is sudden. Professor Snape will come to the Slytherin tower and talk to those who have questions. Also, with mr. Malfoy leaving Hogwards the spot for seeker in the Slytherin Quidditch team is now open. Talk to the team captain if you are interested in try out for the spot. Now, please, enjoy your dinner. If you have any questions, don't be afraid to talk to the professors" he ended his speech and sat down.

Ron gaped. What in the? "árry?" he asked and looked at the sad teen by his side.

Hermione tried to catch Harry's eyes with hers but the boy just rested his head in his folded arms that lay on the table. "Harry…."

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End Flash Back

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Hermione blankly looked at the paper before her as he remembered the announcement. Harry hadn't spoken much since then and they hadn't heard from Draco in a while.

"´mione. ´mione!"

"Wha? Ron?" she asked as he shook herself out from her thoughts.

The red haired teen frowned. "Class ended five minutes ago. Where were you?" he asked. He didn't like it when his girlfriend spaced out on him, ok, he didn't like it when anyone spaced out on him.

Hermione shook her head, brown hair waving around her. "Sorry, Ron, I guess I got lost in my thoughts. I was thinking about Harry and Draco. I just can't understand what happened that would force Draco to leave Harry like that" she said as she stood to gather her stuff. The class was the last one they had that day so they weren't in a hurry.

Ron nodded. "If only Harry would open up to us. I don't know how to help him if he doesn't tell us what is wrong" he sighed.

"Who says I need help? My bond with Draco is under strain so it's natural that I'm feeling down"

Ron and Hermione spun around to face the dark haired teen they were talking about.

Harry smiled as he tilted his head. "But don't misunderstand me, I do appreciate you trying to help me" he said.

Ron took a deep breath and looked into the emerald eyes of his best friend. "Hey, that is what we do. We are after all the golden trio aren't we?" he asked with a small smile. "How are you, really?" he then asked, his smile dropping.

Harry sighed. "It hurts to know I can't be with Draco for a long time. The bond between us is struggling to reunite us. How Draco's mother handled this I can't understand. But then again, things were different between her and Lucius" he said and followed his two friends down the hall, heading for the Gryffindor Tower.

"You mean that…"

"Lucius bonded himself to Narcissa many years ago, Hermione. It is by the bond that Draco came to this world. After many years she managed to break the bond… I feel uneasy and depressed to the point it hurts because Draco is not here with me. How Narcissa felt when he bond broke I don't want to experience" the black haired teen told the girl.

Ron walked by them, silent. The new information made him think back over the many years he had known the blond. Malfoy had been the perfect image of evil to him. A devil in the disguise of a beautiful blond haired teen. He still felt like he couldn't trust Draco, not as much as Harry wanted him to, but he was slowly letting go if his hatred. As the truth slowly came forth he could put thing together. Why Draco had acted like he had forwards him and his friends. Before he had thought that the blond didn't have a reason behind his actions… but now…

Hermione pushed back a few strands of hair that fell into her face. "What are you planning on doing now? do you have contact with Draco at all? Have you talked to Snape lately?" she asked. She felt helpless. Usually she could find a solution in her books, but not this time.

Harry shook his head. "Snape says that I can't owl Draco or try to make contact with him. It will put him and his mother in danger if he-who-shall-not-be-named or his servants gets any clues about their whereabouts. Snape told me though that if I wanted to tell Draco something or hear how things are going on his end I just have to tell him and he will talk to Draco for me" he said as he climbed the moving stairs forwards their tower.

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Draco moaned as his stomach flip flopped. How he hated morning his sickness. He hated it so much. Sure, he loved the little life that grew inside of him, but that still didn't mean he liked to bend over the toilet every morning for the last 2 months. Now he sat in the small living room on the sofa, trying to calm his stomach.

"Draco?"

The blond turned around to face his mother as she walked into the room. "Mother" he said and bowed slightly. Old habits die hard.

Narcissa sighed as she reached out to touch her son's shoulder. "You don't have to bow before me, Draco. Not anymore" she said and smiled.

Draco smiled and straightened his back. He placed his hand on his stomach and laughed softly. "Well, in a few months I can't do that anyway, habit or not"

The dark haired woman laughed with her son. "I know that feeling. I had the same problem when I carried you. Lucius stopped taking me to meetings and parties just because I looked rude because I couldn't bow" she said. "But that won't be your biggest problem. As soon as you start to 'waddle'…"

"I hate that word! I don't 'waddle'" Draco muttered and turned his back to his mother.

Narcissa laughed and hugged her son from behind. "Well, you don't have a choice in that matter, sweetie. All women start to waddle sooner or later when they are pregnant. That s how life is" she said and turned Draco around. "And before you say 'but I'm not a woman' it is the same for you" she told him and sat down on the sofa.

Draco sat down beside her. "Well, I won't be alone to waddle around the house" he smirked and looked at his mother's stomach. His silver eyes spotted the small bulge on her stomach. "In fact, you'll start to waddle before me"

Narcissa blushed. She placed her hand on her stomach. The second day Draco had been in the cottage she had told him the truth. The truth that she was with child. Draco's sibling. She had been afraid that Draco would be angry with her for letting herself become pregnant with the man he hated the most at the moment.

How surprised she had become when Draco had thrown himself into her arms and hugged her hard, telling her how happy he had been for her. He had asked so many questions, wanting to know how far along she was, what she had hoped for, and so on. When he had learned that his sibling was the result of rape he still didn't push her away. He had comforted her, acting older and wiser then he actually were.

She had not seen him that happy in a long time. When living in the Malfoy manor, Draco had been trained not to smile, laugh or show any signs of emotions. He had been a living doll. Back then Lucius had been the one that decided for Draco, how he should live his life, his future and past, what he should say and act. She could only stand by the side and watch the older blond manipulate her only child.

The same night she had been talking to Draco he had surprised her. He had told her that he was with child himself.

"Mother?"

Narcissa shook her head when she heard her son address her. "Sorry, I spaced out for a second. What is it, dear?" she asked.

Draco tilted his head at her. "Can you feel that?" he asked and frowned.

The dark haired woman frowned. "Feel what, Draco?"

The blond stood up and looked around. "The room suddenly turned colder… and the fireplace is lit" he told her.

Narcissa stood up as well. Her son was right, the room was colder then before. Much colder and growing colder by each passing second. She knew that it was snowing outside but that still didn't explain the cold.

Draco's silver eyes traced the room, trying to find the cause to why the room was so cold. The silver orbs landed on the window at the far end of the room. His heart stopped beating and he felt his breathing halt. He drew his mother closer to him and stepped away from the window.

"Dementors…."

"They have found us!"

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Snape walked though the classroom, watching his students work on the assignment he had given them. He had made sure to pair Potter up with Granger and Wesley, knowing that the boy needed all the support he needed.

When he reached his desk he felt something. It started out as a small prick in side his chest but the feeling grew to the point it felt like someone was slowly squeezing his heart. He grabbed his chest, fisting the material of his robe as he slid down to his knees. He could hear his students shout behind him, sounding like they were far away. The pain pounded in his chest for a few minutes before vanishing as quickly as it had came, leaving him breathless. He panted as he sat on the floor, trying to regain his breath. Then it came to him.

'The wards! Someone has broken through my wards! Narcissa and Draco!'

Then the world faded until everything became black.

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Cliffhangers, cliffhangers… how I love cliffhangers! Should make more of them!