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A/n: I just wanted to make a comment to one reviewer. She commented on two things and I wanted to be able to explain both of the things that she talked about. Yes, I know that an average four year old would be unable to say such things, but that is exactly my point. She is not an average four year old and if you stick with the story you will be able to see where I am going with that. Also you commented on what Hermione said to her daughter. I agree that it was harsh, but again that was the purpose in writing it. When someone is angry they do not always have the ability to watch what they are saying. I also wanted to show that Hermione does not have a perfect relationship with her children and that they do disagree on things. That does not mean that she is a bad mother though. Things will get better shortly. I couldn't write a sad story!

To everyone else who reviewed, thank you! I loved what you all had to say.

Chapter 10: Forgiveness

Draco was momentarily shocked when he found himself on the ground with his two boys on top of him. Though the boys were only four years old, Draco found that the blows he was receiving began to hurt as they repetitively him in the same spots. He had struggled unsuccessfully remove the two boys, but every time that he would try to pick them up they would wiggle out of his grasp and only begin to hit him harder.

"Marshal! Phineas! Get off of him! Get off! Get off! Get off! Please, don't hurt him!" Aaliyah yelled as tears rolled down her eyes. She knew that part of her was cry because of what her brothers were doing to her father, but mostly she was crying because of what her mother had said to her before she left the room. She had never meant to hurt her mother. All she wanted was to know her father and now that she had met him she didn't want to give him up.

"Get off? Get off? How and why would I do that?" Phineas yelled as he momentarily stopped hitting the man that lay under him.

"Did you see what he did? He made Mummy cry and for that he has to pay! No one makes Mummy sad and gets away with it!" Marshal yelled as he to stopped hitting the man and turned to his sister. He couldn't believe that his sister had asked them to stop! Why, oh why, was she taking that side of man that they didn't even know?

When the boys turned to talk to Aaliyah, Draco saw his chance to escape from the boys grasp. Quickly he slipped an arm around each child's waist and hoisted them into the air. Hurriedly, he drew himself to his feet, happy to be out from underneath the two boys. Once on his feet he turned to the spot where his daughter had stood only to find that she was no longer there. Looking at the door he saw the last bits of her ponytail before she completely disappeared from his line of vision.

Seeing that her father had been able to take control of the situation, Aaliyah left the room in hopes of finding her mother. She didn't have a clue where to begin her search. When ever she need her mother she had always looked in her mum's room, but seeing as that was the room where her mother had fled only minutes before, Aaliyah was at a loss of where to begin her search. Making her way down the hall, she skipped over her room because she didn't really think that her mother would be in there. As she made her way through the house, Aaliyah couldn't find her mother anywhere. She had searched the kitchen, dinning room, the library, the den, the family room and even her brothers' room. Her mother was no where in site. Fearing that her mother had left the house, Aaliyah made her way back toward her mother's room to seek help from the three occupants. However, she never entered the room because she heard a sniffle and a few sobs as she passed her own room. Looking inside, she found her mother sitting on her bed clutching a small object to her chest.

"Mummy?" Aaliyah asked as she stood in the doorway.

Hermione looked up shocked when she heard her daughter's voice. She hadn't expected that her daughter would come looking for her. Actually, she was surprised that her daughter would ever talk to her again after what she had just said to her. She hadn't meant to say any of that and now the fear of loosing her little girl grew even higher.

"Ali, come here, honey." Hermione said wondering all the while if her daughter would actually come to her.

Slowly Aaliyah walked towards her mother afraid that her mother was still mad at her. As she reached her destination, she quietly sat on her bed a little away from her mother. When she turned to her mother, Ali saw that the object that her mother was currently holding was none other than a picture of her mother, brothers and herself. She remembered that that pictured had been taken only a few months ago when the four of them had taken a day trip to the park. That day had been one of the best days Aaliyah could remember. Her mother had first taken them shopping than took them to the park for the rest of the afternoon. She had then completed the day by asking a woman at the park to take a picture of the four of them as the played in the sandbox.

"I'm sorry, Ali! I didn't mean any of it! I love you and can't believe that I said any of that you! I was afraid, Ali! I am so afraid of loosing the three of you. I never told your father about the three of you because I was trying to protect you three and now I'm afraid that that all went to waste. He hurt me when I was younger and I don't want any of you to go through the same pain as I did." Hermione apologized. All she wanted was for her children to grow up in a safe, loving environment and now she feared that she had ruined that all.

"It's okay Mummy. I'm sorry too! I'm sorry that I made you cry, but I just want to get to know him. How did he hurt you Mummy?" Aaliyah asked her mother.

"I will tell you that later, but you do have the right to know him and I see that I can no longer keep him from you. If you want him in your life, it is your choice, but first I need to talk to him. I need to listen to his story. I wouldn't listen years ago, but if you are to be around him I need to know why he did what he did." Hermione explained as she placed the picture on the bed and pulled her daughter into a hug. Quietly she rocked her daughter back and forth, glad that they were ok once again. At that moment Hermione made a promise to herself that she would not yell at her daughter like that ever again. Her daughter was too precious to chance loosing her. She didn't know what she would do if she lost her daughter or either of her sons.

"Come on Ali, we need to go talk to that father of yours." Hermione said as they made their way across the room and to Hermione's door. As the opened the door, the two woman witnessed a surprising site. On one side of the room she saw her two sons throwing anything that they could get their hands on, while Draco was trying to duck all the object that were sailing towards him. At this site, Hermione chuckled softly. She could always count on her sons to protect her; even against a grown man the two boys could hold their own.

"Boys, can you stop for a moment? It seems that Draco and I need to talk about something that involves the two of us as well as the three of you. You can stay in the room if you like, but if you decide to do so then you must be quiet so that I can hear everything that he has to say." Hermione told her sons while looking at Draco willing him to begin the story that he had tried to tell her five years ago.

A/n: Well that is chapter ten. Sorry if there are mistakes in this chapter, I guess that is what happens when you are type and sing a Green Day at the same time. Sorry about that! Please leave a review and let me know what you thought of it. If any of you are following my series of oneshots titled "Alone" I am working on the next update and I hope that it will be up soon. Thanks for all the reviews on this story! Almost 100! Yay!

P.S. Happy Thanksgiving to all that celebrate it!

Thanks always,

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