Ok here is the second chapter of this story, i have started work on the third but its moving much slower then the first two, i have an idea of where i want to go but have no idea on how to get it down.

Disclaimer: i don't own Harry Potter nor its characters

Chapter Two: Revelations

Draco slowly opened his eyes and stared up at the white ceiling, he recognized it immediately as the ceiling in the Hogwarts infirmary. Closing his eyes, he tried to remember the events that would have led to him laying flat on his back in the infirmary again. Then he remembered. A huge Manticore stalking him as he took a walk down near the Black Lake, Potter screaming at him and shoving him out of the way just as it launched itself at him, seeing Potter go down under the claws and fangs of the Manticore, pushing himself to his feet and throwing curse after curse at it, then feeling nothing but pain as the Manticore launched itself at him, finally after only a few seconds that seemed like hours, the weight of the Manticore lifted and just as he lost consciousness he heard screaming and various harried voices. Hearing something shifting beside him, Draco opened his eyes again and looked to his left. His eyes narrowed in confusion at the slumped figure sitting in the chair beside his bed, 'It couldn't be?'

"Father?" Draco rasped out. At his voice Lucius's head snapped up and instantly he was on his feet and leaning down over his son,

"Draco, how are you feeling?" Draco was shocked at his father's obvious concern but didn't show it,

"Like I just went ten rounds with a wild Manticore, where's Mother?"

"She's having a sleep, she was here all night" Lucius answered softly, then noticing his son's shock and confusion he picked up a glass and held it to his son's lips, "Madam Pomfrey said that you had to drink this when you awoke" Draco drank the bitter tasting potion obediently, then looked up at his father with wary eyes,

"Father? What is going on?"

"Just relax for now, when you feel stronger you and I need to have a talk" Lucius answered, as he watched the potion take effect and his son drift off into slumber.

When Draco next awoke, it was his mother that he found sitting beside him reading the latest edition of Hogwarts: A History.

"Mother? Why are you reading that?" Narcissa looked up and smiled gently at her son, before leaning over and placing a soft kiss on his forehead,

"I haven't read this book since I was here at Hogwarts, its quite interesting actually" puzzled by the kiss that his normally stiff mother had bestowed upon him, Draco asked a question that had been burning on his mind since he had woken up to see his father's concerned face.

"Mother, what is going on? You and father are both acting quite weird, has someone placed you under the Imperius curse or something?" Draco frowned when his mother laughed at his question, his mother never laughed naturally, it was always a forced laugh,

"No Draco, we are not under any curse, we are just acting how we normally would"

"But neither of you are acting normal, that's just it!"

"Your father will explain it when he comes back, he wants to talk to you about some things"

"Why can't you explain it?"

"Because its something that your father wants to do" Narcissa replied as she handed him a glass. Draco grimaced as he again swallowed the bitter potion then handed the glass back to his mother. "You just get some rest now and when you wake up again your father should be here and you can talk" Narcissa stated as she put the glass back on the low table next to the bed. Draco nodded then once again submitted to slumber.

When Draco woke for the third time he saw his father sitting in the chair watching him,

"Father, what's going on? You and Mother are acting weird and its freaking me out" Draco stated as he slowly sat up and reclined against the pillows, Lucius sighed,

"This will be a pretty intense discussion Draco, are you sure that you are well enough to do this?"

"I'm fine! But I want to know what's going on" Draco replied, Lucius nodded then spoke,

"How much do you know about my involvement in the whole Voldemort saga?" Draco's eyes widened, he had never heard his father call Voldemort by name, it was always 'The Dark Lord',

"Only that you were a Death Eater and that you were in his inner circle"

"Do you know why I joined the Death Eaters?"

"Because you hate muggles and mudbloods" Lucius shook his head,

"No, I joined to keep an eye on your aunt Bella"

"WHAT!"

"When your mother found out that Bellatrix had joined the Death Eaters she was frantic, she was determined to join as well, regardless of the fact that she didn't believe in Voldemort's ideals, to keep her younger sister out of trouble. She was pregnant with you at the time and I didn't want her to put herself or you at risk, so I told her that I would join and would keep an eye on Bella for her. I didn't hate muggles or muggleborns, but I was prejudiced against them, I didn't believe that they belonged in the wizarding world and certainly that they shouldn't marry into the old pureblood families"

"But you have always told me that mudbloods and muggles are lower life forms and that they all deserved to die!" Draco stated,

"It was necessary for your mother and I to present a façade to the world, not only to protect ourselves, but first and foremost, to protect you"

"A façade? To protect me? I don't understand"

"Because Voldemort knew that your mother was pregnant with you when I joined, he told me that you might just be the heir he was looking for to pass on his ideals to. For this reason he had other Death Eaters and their children watch you, to make sure that you were being brought up his way. If it ever became known that your mother and I loved you, and that we were showering you with affection, in other words, teaching you what love was, then he would have forced me to hand you over to him to raise you as his heir. Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle were not told to watch you and report back your actions to me, they were to report to their parents and then their parents would report to Voldemort himself" Lucius explained,

"So, in order to prevent me from being stolen from you and raised by Voldemort, you had to pretend that you didn't care one wit for me, only that I followed in your footsteps" Draco surmised,

"Yes. Instead of giving you physical affection, your mother and I tried to show you how much we loved you in other ways, by always giving you what you wanted. And when you were asleep your mother and I would often sneak into your room just to watch you"

"But, there is no such thing as love, Malfoy's don't love, they don't show their feelings or emotions" Draco protested, shocked at his fathers confession.

"Draco there has only ever been three Malfoy men who didn't love their wives with their entire heart and soul, my father, my grandfather and my great grandfather. My great grandfather was in love with a young woman, and they were betrothed, but she cheated on him and fell pregnant to another wizard, humiliated he married her sister, but he never loved her. My Grandfather fell in love with a beautiful young woman but as she was a halfblood, not a pureblood he was forbidden to marry her, instead he had to marry a pureblood witch because his father threatened to kill his love if he didn't. My father was a playboy and didn't want to marry anyone, he wanted to stay single and free, he was forced into an arranged marriage with my mother although after I was born he returned to his playboy ways, there were a lot of mysterious memory losses and miscarriages resulting from his flings"

"Then that means that.." Draco trailed off, unable to believe what his father was implying,

"That I love your mother. Contrary to popular belief your mother and I have a love match, we were not an arranged marriage. When I was your age I was a lot like my father, a different girl every week, from what I hear you are following the same path" Lucius added, then hid a smile when his son flushed, "I wasn't interested in marrying and I didn't believe in love, and then I saw your mother for the first time. She had transferred to Hogwarts from Beaubaxtons in her sixth year and I was instantly smitten. When she was sorted into Ravenclaw I was thrilled, it meant that I as a Slytherin, would not break socially acceptable lines by dating her. It soon became clear however that she wanted nothing to do with me, I tried all sorts of ways to get her to go out with me. In fact there was a running bet between all the houses to see who would give in first, Narcissa or Lily Evans to James Potter's continued invitations"

"You and Potter's father actually had something in common?" Draco asked stunned.

"Oh don't get me wrong, James and I hated each other with a vengeance, much like you and Harry. Severus and I were best friends you see and James and his friends went out of their way to make Severus's life a misery. With my pursuit of your mother, James and I called a truce of sorts, hoping that this would help us win the hearts of the ladies that we wanted"

"How?"

"Sirius Black is your mother's cousin, and was of course James's best friend, whereas Lily and Severus were friends of sorts. I agreed that I would stop hexing the marauders, as they called themselves, and James agreed that he would leave Severus and I alone. It worked too, Narcissa finally saw me in a new light after I stopped being such a prat, just as Lily saw James differently after he stopped showing off his abilities by hexing Severus and I"

"So who won the bet? You?" Draco asked eagerly,

"Neither of us did"

"But Malfoy's always come out on top" Draco protested,

"Lily and Narcissa were friends, and being aware of the bet they decided that nobody deserved to win, so they both walked up to James and I and kissed us at the same time" Draco gaped in astonishment,

"Mother was friends with a mudblood?"

"I wouldn't let her hear you say that Draco, your mother was devastated when Lily was killed, and if she heard you call her friend a mudblood she would skin you alive"

"But Mother would never do anything like that, she's too placid" Lucius actually laughed at his son's naiveté,

"Draco your mother has a temper on her to rival what you have told us about Miss Granger's. She once punched me and broke my nose because I accidentally called Lily a mudblood in front of her" Draco was shocked beyond belief, not only at the knowledge that his mother had a temper and had broken his father's nose but also at hearing his father laugh,

"So when I am not home, you and mother act like any other couple in love?"

"Yes Draco, and each time it hurts us because we want nothing more than to include you, but to protect you we had to make you an unknowing participant in the charade that we were living, we couldn't show you how much we care until all the death eaters were killed or in Azkaban, the last were caught last week, we were going to explain all this when you came home for Christmas in a few weeks, but seeing you injured just brought our plans forwards that's all" Draco nodded in understanding

"Thankyou for explaining it father, I understand why you did what you did, although when I first woke up I was certain that Dumbledore or a member of the order had put an Imperius curse on you and Mother" Lucius chuckled,

"Yes your mother told me that you had asked her that, Albus and the order know me well enough by now, they would never do anything like that to me"

"WHAT!? How do you know about the order?" Draco demanded,

"Oh I forgot to mention that, I like Severus was a spy for the order, before I joined the death eaters to protect Bella I went to Dumbledore and explained what I was going to do, telling him that any information I learned I would pass on to him. I was too late to save Lily and James though, Voldemort didn't see fit to tell me about that until the last minute, he knew that Narcissa and Lily had been friends in Hogwarts and didn't want to risk me telling Narcissa and then Narcissa telling Lily that she had been found"

"Its a lot to take in Father, but Thankyou for explaining it for me" Draco smiled tentatively, thinking that their talk was over.

"Draco there is something else that I want to discuss with you" Lucius stated,

"What is it Father?"

"I want you to give me your honest opinion of Pansy Parkinson, tell me the truth about what you think of her" Draco grimaced, thinking his father was about to tell him that he had betrothed him to Pansy,

"Truthfully, I hate her, more than I hate Granger, Potter and Weasley put together, she's clingy, possessive, ugly and dumb as a post"

"I see your thoughts on her are the same as mine" Lucius stated, much to Draco's surprise

"Dad, she calls me Drakie-poo, continuously hangs off my arm until I feel like its about to fall off, follows me everywhere and always threatens every other girl away from me" Draco groaned, not realizing that he had addressed his father as Dad, instead of the more formal Father that he had been taught to, Lucius stared at his son,

"I don't know what shocks me more, the fact that you called me dad, or the fact that you put up with someone giving you the nickname of Drakie-poo" Draco's eyes widened in alarm,

"I'm sorry father, I won't call you that again, it just slipped out"

"Its alright Draco, I rather liked it actually, Father always sounded too stuffy, but I instructed you to use it because of Voldemort" Draco nodded,

"Alright Dad" Lucius nodded then grew serious,

"I'm not going to betroth you to Pansy, you should be able to choose who you wish to marry, like I did, and I will leave it up to you on how you want to tell her of this, I'm sure you will find a way that suits you" Draco grinned and Lucius knew that his son would rather enjoy telling her. Draco had never believed in coincidence, he thought it was a fools notion. But he was forced to rethink his beliefs, when, just after his father spoke the door to the hospital wing burst open,

"Drakie-poooooooooo" Pansy Parkinson screeched as she rushed into the infirmary and threw herself on Draco. Draco winced as her weight aggravated his still healing injuries,

"Get off me Parkinson!" Draco snapped as he tried to throw her off him, but his weakened body refused to co-operate, fortunately for him Lucius came to his rescue and dragged the clinging Slytherin off him,

"Miss Parkinson, control yourself, Draco has been seriously injured and you are throwing yourself at him" Lucius snapped as he dumped the girl into a chair, Pansy, who had not noticed Lucius sitting there, blushed,

"I'm sorry Mr Malfoy, I was just so worried about him and that stupid Pomfrey woman wouldn't let me in to see him"

"It was on my request that he was only allowed visits from family" Lucius sneered,

"But I am family, or I will be when Draco and I get married after graduation and I become a Malfoy" Pansy stated, then she turned to Draco "Don't worry Drakie-poo, once we are married I'll make sure that you will be too busy inside to want to go outside and get hurt" Pansy finished with what she obviously thought was a seductive look, as she clung to his arm,

"Get your hands off me Parkinson! And don't call me that I hate it! You and I will never be married, you will never be a Malfoy! I hate you, I loathe you, and I want you to stay the hell away from me" Draco sneered as he pulled his arm out of her grasp. Pansy looked shocked, then smiled,

"Oh your father hasn't told you yet, he has been in talks with my parents over us becoming betrothed" then she turned to Lucius "Mr Malfoy I'm sorry if I ruined the surprise, but could you please tell Draco that what I am saying is true?" Lucius saw his son's reaction and remembered what Narcissa had told him, he was inclined to agree with her, indeed, Miss Granger would definitely make a better match for Draco,

"Miss Parkinson what my son says is true, you will never become a Malfoy, now get out, I was talking to my son when you so rudely interrupted us!" Lucius snapped, a scowl on his face reminiscent of his façade. Pansy gaped at Mr Malfoy, then turned to Draco in desperation,

"Draco, you don't mean that, you must have hit your head when that Manticore attacked you, tell your father that you want to marry me"

"Pansy, I don't want to marry you, I would marry Granger before I married you! I don't even want to look at your ugly face again for as long as I live!" Draco snarled, Lucius was intrigued with Draco's words, 'hmm perhaps Narcissa was right and Draco is attracted to the Gryffindor princess, this will be an interesting and entertaining courtship indeed, perhaps if Narcissa and I gave a little push in the right direction things might continue on from there' Lucius was brought out of his thoughts as Pansy burst into tears and fled the infirmary, Lucius closed the doors with a flick of his wand, then turned to his son with a raised brow,

"So, you would prefer to marry Miss Granger instead of Miss Parkinson?" Draco's eyes widened in fear and he gulped, his father may have been on the light side but that didn't mean that he would stand for his son saying that he would prefer to marry a muggleborn over a pureblood,

"I'm sorry father, it just slipped out, I thought that it would get my point across if I said that to Pansy" Lucius smiled at his son,

"What happened to calling me dad?" then seeing his son's still fearful expression Lucius added "Oh relax Draco, in the last forty eight hours my opinions on blood purity have taken a somewhat drastic detour"

"What do you mean Fath.. Dad?" Draco asked still wary,

"When you and Harry were brought into the hospital wing you were both severely injured and both had lost a lot of blood. Blood replenishment potions were useless because there was not enough blood left in your bodies to work the potion, you both needed transfusions. Harry was able to receive one from his friend Ron Weasley as they had the same blood type, you on the other hand were different"

"How so?" Draco asked, surprised at his father calling Potter by his first name,

"You have a very rare blood type Draco, only one in a thousand people have this blood type, and there was no-one in the school out of the professors or students who has the same blood type as you. Your mother and I were told that you would only live for a few more hours unless a donor could be found. In desperation we asked the healers about using muggle blood, as surely there was a hospital somewhere who stored blood, and would have your type readily available. Unfortunately we were also told of problems that using muggle blood would cause" Lucius explained,

"What type of problems?"

"Because of the amount of blood that you had lost, using muggle blood would mean that you were no longer able to do magic, you would lose your magical ability"

"WHAT!? You mean I'm a squib! Why didn't you just let me die, I would have rather died than become a squib" Draco burst out, hatred and pain warring for dominance in his silver eyes,

"We knew this, and so we had to make the decision on whether to let you go, it was one of the most painful decisions that your mother and I have ever had to face"

"So you chose to let me become a squib?" Draco spat out,

"You are not a squib Draco" Lucius replied calmly,

"Then what?"

"A student who had not been in the great hall when Dumbledore asked if anyone had your blood type was in the hospital wing and overheard our conversation, they approached us and informed your mother and I that they had the same blood type as you and that they would be willing to be a donor and save your life. At first your mother and I were speechless, we couldn't understand or believe that this particular student would help us, but know this Draco, if it weren't for them, your mother and I would be planning your funeral at this moment, they saved your life"

"Who was it?" Draco asked,

"Before I tell you I want to let you know what happened first"

"Ok"

"This person if afraid of needles, but they calmly and willingly hopped onto the bed and allowed Madam Pomfrey to place a needle in their arm, they lay there for three hours while blood was transferred straight from their veins to yours, halfway through they had to drink a large dose of blood replenishment potion in order for them to replenish their own blood supply so that they could continue to give you the blood you needed until you had enough so that a blood replenishment potion would work on you"

"I had lost that much?"

"Yes Draco, your skin was almost transparent. During the transfusion your mother and I talked to this person and got to know them better, we found that they were someone whom we respected and liked"

"Can you tell me who it was?" Draco asked, curious to know who he owed his life to,

"You will not be happy when I tell you, in fact you may wish that we had let you die instead"

"Dad I don't care who it was, it could be Hagrid for all I care, I'm glad to be alive"

"Alright then Draco, the person who we owe for saving you is….. Hermione Granger" Lucius finished. To say that Draco was shocked speechless was an understatement,

"Granger? Why would she save my life, she hates me, I would think that she would be happy to see me die"

"Your mother and I thought the same thing. When she first approached us after hearing our conversation she simply stated that she had heard us talking and would like to help, that is, if we would accept a muggleborn's help. I was rather distressed at the time and I must say that I wasn't very pleasant to her, I demanded to know how she could possibly help, and she simply stated that she had the same blood type as you and that she would be willing to be a donor for a transfusion. Your mother jumped up and hugged her saying Thankyou over and over, Miss Granger however was highly embarrassed and shyly stated that she was ready now since you didn't have much time left, while she was giving you the transfusion your mother and I talked with her, she is very intelligent isn't she?"

"Yes, she is" Draco admitted reluctantly, still reeling from the discovery that the one person in Hogwarts that had a reason to dance a jig on his grave, had actually saved his life,

"I will admit Draco, that prior to her offer and the news that you would not survive, I still held my blood prejudices, but as I watched over the transfusion I noticed something"

"What?"

"Her blood is the exact same shade as yours and mine, there is no difference, I had always thought that it would be darker somehow, dirtier. Yet there was no difference, her blood now runs in your veins, yet I see no difference, you are still my son, still a Malfoy and I am indeed very proud of you" Draco felt tears prick his eyes at his father's words,

"You don't know how long I have wanted to hear you say that" He whispered. Surprising even himself, Lucius rose to his feet and enveloped his son in a gentle hug, mindful of his still painful injuries,

"And you have no idea how long I have wanted to say that to you while you were awake"

I thought it was about time that Draco had parents that were nice!!

Ok please read and review but once again no flames please, and if any of you have any ideas that you want to put in this story then let me know and i will see what i can do!