Draco Potter?

Chapter 7: Answers At Last

"What?" Draco managed to say.

"You're related to Harry" Hermione repeated.

"W-what? How did you know?" he said in shock. How could she possibly know? No one knows.

"I don't know..." Hermione choked.

Draco's mouth opened in horror. This is the end. "I-I gotta g-go". He opened the door and walked out as quickly as possible. Hermione could hear him running through the hall. She lay back down slowly, thinking about what just happened. She just kissed Draco Malfoy, froze Ron, accused Draco of being related to Harry and... She was right. She never even thought about it. Two nights ago she did have a really weird dream where Malfoy's father said that Malfoy was actually Harry's twin, but she forgot about it until now. She just blurted it out without thinking in a desperate attemt to make him stay. Then there was the other thing.

I can't believe I just kissed Draco. Wait, I'm calling him Draco now? I just kissed Draco, yes Draco. And it felt good. What the hell:inside giggle: He's a really good kisser...

Hermione looked out the window. Ron was still totally frozen. She hoped that no one saw him. She wondered what she would tell him when he was unfrozen. It was an illusion? A hallucination? True? Just deny the whole thing? She decided to go with denial and unfroze Ron. After all, no one could prove it. Ron blinked and opened his mouth then closed it again. Hermione walked to the window and opened it.

"Hi Ron" she said as sweet and casual as possible. "How nice to ignore Madam Pomfrey and come visit me anyway." She smiled.

"I'm just a nice guy. Was Malfoy just here?" Ron asked.

"Malfoy? Where'd you get that idea? Why would he come?" Hermione lied. It killed her, but there was no other way.

"I dunno. I just thought I saw- Nevermind. How are you? I mean except bored to death."

"I'm fine". The door slowly opened.

"Uh-oh. Bye". Ron flew off and Hermione hurried to her bed.

Madam Pomfrey walked in. "I'll pretend Ron wasn't just here. How are you feeling?"

Hermione smiled again and said "Fine. I think I'm ready to go back again".

"You wish. Just one more week. I know that sounds too long" Madam Pomfrey added when she saw the look on Hermione's face "and you feel fine, but a wound like this is really fragile and you need a lot of rest, even if it seems healed".

Hermione knew there was no arguing with Madam Pomfrey and calmly lay back down.

The rest of the week went by uneventful. Neither Draco nor Ron dared to come back. Hermione just thought about the Draco-Harry thing and practised freezing. She kept wishing Draco would come back, but she knew he wouldn't.

It was Wednesday afternoon and Hermione could finally leave the Hospital Wing. She thought she'd go insane if she had to stare at those same four walls any longer. She was relieved that she didn't have to go to class today. She had one week to just think and she still didn't know what she would do if she saw Draco.

Hermione slowly walked to the Gryffindor Common Room. Classes were almost over now, so Ron and Harry should be there in a while. She reached the portrait of the Fat Lady and realised she didn't know the password. She sighed and went to the library.

Draco was sitting in his bed, just thinking. Hermione got out of the Hospital Wing today. He'd probably run into her tomorrow. He really didn't want to think about that, but he couldn't help it. She's all he thought about lately. It was very disturbing.

How could she know I'm Scarhead's brother? Even she couldn't have figured that out by herself.

His thoughts drifted to the adoption. It was so vague and illogical. Why didn't anyone look for him? Why didn't anyone notice that he changed? So many questions, so few answers. Wasn't there anyone that could answer them? Even Snape couldn't. Or wouldn't.

Or wouldn't... That's an interesting thought. Snape has been acting strange lately...

Draco jumped up. He had to try and ask Snape what he knew. Again. He quickly walked to Snape's office. When he reached it he just burst in without knocking. Snape was sitting behind his desk. Draco closed the door.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape said like he had been expecting him.

"Don't pretend you don't know why I came here!" Draco said.

Snape sighed. "Fine. I have to tell you from Dumbledore anyway. You're probably wondering why no one ever looked for you. Well, that's because after Lucius found you, he and Narcissa had no intention of giving you up. So Narcissa performed the Fidelius Charm. Lucius was the Secret Keeper. That charm also erased every memory everyone else had about you. To everyone that Lucius didn't tell, you look just like you always have. But to the ones Lucius did tell you look almost exactly like Potter. That's everything I know. Are you happy now?"

Draco was speechless. He didn't really expect Snape to tell him anything, but he did. Then he just left. He slowly went back to his dorm. Dinner started in a while but he wasn't hungry at all. So, he's a secret. That explains a lot. Except one tiny detail.

How could Hermione know? It wasn't very likely that Lucius told her.

Before he knew it, he was already back in his dorm. He was actually really tired, but didn't notice it until now. He crawled back into his bed and went to sleep early.

Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

Author's Note: I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever. I had personal reasons. But I updated now. Thank you guys so much for reviewing and for not giving up on me. And if you did, I don't blame you. I would have. I promise I'll update again soon and that the next chapters will be longer.