Chapter Seven- Out in the Open

Where am I? thought Hermione.

She opened her eyes and the room was dark. She realized she was in her bedroom. She sat up and in front of her was Draco, sitting at the end of the bed, staring at the floor. Hermione sat next to him and looked at his face. Tears were rolling down his cheeks but he didn't make a sound. Hermione remembered the events that morning and found herself crying too. She stopped after a couple of minutes but Draco still had tears.

"Stop crying, please", said Hermione low.

Draco stared at her and yelled in outrage, "STOP! How the fuck can I stop, Hermione? Do you realize what those two did to me? They ruined my life! They ruined us! All this time we've been separated was completely unnecessary. You've been with that asshole all this time and I couldn't touch you! I couldn't be with you! And Michael! He's Weasley's, not mine! Pansy made me believe I was the father! I didn't want Michael, but once you know that you have a kid you get your hopes up that maybe you can be happy. Even that was taken away! We can't have a relationship, and both of them got away with it!"

Hermione threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She kissed him fierce fully, her tongue exploring every inch of his mouth. It took him by surprise so he was out of breath.

"No, they didn't", said Hermione, caressing his cheek, "now we know and we can reveal the truth. Now we know and we CAN be together. Now Ron will be stuck withthe parent responsibility and you can be with me".

"How are we going to tell them?" asked Draco, kissing her neck.

"I'll tell you in the morning, but you have to wake up early", she replied.

The next morning everybody was at their tables chatting about the upcoming Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, when theGreat Hall's doors burst open. Draco entered with Hermione beside him, and he was carrying Michael in his arms.

"Draco, what are you doing!" shrieked Pansy from the Slytherin table.

Everybody was chattering andextremely curious as to what was going on.

"Madam Pomfrey?" said Draco, approaching the teacher's table.

"Yes, mister Malfoy, what can I do for you?"

The whole hall was silent now so that everybody could listen to their conversation.

"Madam Pomfrey, I need you to do a DNA test. The child I carry was supposed to be Miss Parkinson and my son. Until recently, I found that isn't true".

The Hall erupted in whispers, but was silent immediately.

"Alright" said Madam Pomfrey standing up, a little confused, "come with me to the infirmary and I'll", she was walking towards the door but was stopped when Hermione spoke,"Wait. There's someone we want you to check who we believe is the real father"

"Alright, who?" .

Hermione cleared her throat to make sure she was heard "Ron Weasley".

Everybody looked at him and Ron was crimson red.

"Come along, mister Weasley".

He stood up and went in front of Hermione. "'Mione, I..."

"Fuck you, Ron. It's definitely over between us and mark my words", she stared hard at him, "I'll never forgive you and you'll pay for this".

Ron suddenly felt a fist making contact with his face and fell to the floor. Draco punched him while holding Michael with the other arm. "You finally got what you deserved, weasel" said Draco

A/N: I wanted everyone to know already. I'm almost done wit the story.

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