The Werewolf's Daughter

28: The accusation

'Wh…what did you say Professor? An accusation? Accusation of what?' Maya stammered.

'Mr Malfoy please come with me.' the teacher said again, ignoring Maya. She knew if she responded to or even looked at the girl, she would be overcome with emotion and she couldn't have that. 'We just need your version of events to sort this out.'

Draco turned to Maya. 'Go and have some tea – save me some. I'll be back soon ok?'

Maya started to say something, but she was cut off by Draco turning around and walking away with Professor McGonagall. Maya watched after him, trembling. What the hell was going on?

'Hey Maya, you ok?' Hermione asked, smiling at her friend as she walked towards the Great Hall. Maya snapped out of her daze and started at the sight of Hermione.

'Maya, what's wrong?' Hermione asked, her smile fading.

'Drac…something about an acc…someone's said..'

'What? Maya, what's wrong with Draco?'

'I don't know. McGonagall came. She said something about an accusation. I don't know what or who…he was with me all afternoon so he can't have don-' Maya gasped and held her hand over her mouth. 'That evil frog. This is her doing. She told Draco he would regret rejecting her – she's accused him of something!'

'Maya, what are you talking about? You're shaking – come on let's go and get a seat.'

'No Hermione, I need to go and wait on Draco coming back.' Maya was still shaking, this time with rage. She stalked away from Hermione and made her way up the stairs and along corridors, until she found herself standing outside Dumbledore's office entrance, where she decided to wait for Draco.

Draco's POV

Draco walked silently next to his head of House, as they made their way to the headmaster's office. As they got to the entrance, McGonagall stopped and put a hand on his arm. 'For what it's worth Mr Malfoy, I don't believe a word of this accusation – we just need you to recount what happened as well. Once we are happy the stories do not line up, we will start to use other methods of checking.'

Draco nodded, he had figured that this was about Adela. What had she said? He followed McGonagall up to the headmaster's office and followed her inside. Someone was sat in the corner crying. A large figure was standing in front of them – Madame Maxime – as if to shield them.

'Mr Malfoy, thank you for coming. Please take a seat.'

Draco sat down, he was shaking.

'Mr Malfoy, can you tell us, in your own words, exactly what has all happened with you today? Just tell us all about your day, from the moment you woke up.

Draco launched in to the story, not leaving anything out, about what he had done from the moment he got up until the moment Professor McGonagall had come for him outside the Great Hall. The only part he omitted to tell them was where he and Maya had gone to talk – he made out like they just found an empty corridor somewhere.

'But ze boy is obviously lying!' came a sharp voice from the corner.

'Excuse me!' Professor McGonagall shouted, standing up and staring at the gigantic woman. 'Why is it that my student must be lying. What about yours?'

'Just look at 'er – she is obviously not lying!'

'Sorry, but I disagree.' McGonagall said, turning to the headmaster. 'We need to use further lines of enquiries, if the students won't disagree.'

'I quite agree.' Professor Dumbledore added quietly. 'Adela, Draco – we would like to have a look at your memories. This will help us to confirm what exactly happened.'

Draco said yes just as Adela shouted no and jumped up from her chair. Draco finally got to see what the big deal was – her face looked like it was covered in bruises and she had a cut lip.

'Dumblydoor, my student is obviously very distressed and embarrassed at her memories. Do you need to do this?'

'No, Madame Maxime, Draco's memories alone will prove what happened and he is willing to offer them up. To help clear his name I assume.' Everyone in the room noticed the dig at Adela.

'Draco, the accusation against you is that you went after Adela, who rejected you because she knew you had a girlfriend. When rejected, she said that you got angry and hit her. Adela has then claimed that you….sexually assaulted her.'

'WHAT? I would never…I couldn't! I didn't want anything to do with her. She has chased me since the day she got here, even though I have made it clear over and over again that I have a girlfriend – who I am happy with!'

Dumbledore held up a hand and Draco fell silent. 'The best way to clear this up is to look at your memories. If you'll come over here?'

Draco got up and walked over to what he recognised as a pensieve. Draco, knowing what to do already, withdrew all memories that involved Adela and put them in to the basin. 'Thank you, Draco. Take a seat again. Madame Maxine, will you accompany me in to the memory? Professor McGonagall will stay here to make sure Adela and Draco are ok.'

'No, Madame. Please do not leave me.'

'Adela, I must. If we want justice for what happened to you, I have to go and see.' She pulled the girls hands out of hers and made her way over to the pensieve. 'We will not be long.'

The time they were gone seemed to be hours; in actual fact it was less than 10 minutes. When they came back out, both headteachers looked pissed.

'Adela! How could you lie about something like that? You know this boy could bring charges against you through their Ministry? Answer me now, why would you do this?'

'I…I…he rejected me! I was so annoyed! How dare he do that to me!'

'Adela! This is a serious accusation to make against someone because they aren't interested in you!'

Adela didn't answer this time; her face was haughty. She actually smirked at Draco, which McGonagall caught.

'Dumbledore, she cannot remain at this school! Madame Maxime, I would suggest you get your student checked – she is obviously mentally ill!'

'Before this develops in to a name calling session, let me make a decision. First off, Draco I am sorry this accusation was made and that we had to have you defend yourself.'

'I am sorry too Mr Malfoy; sorry for what my student has done and for not believin' you.'

Draco shook his head, of course she would believe her student; thankfully just as McGonagall had believed him without question. 'Can I go?' he asked. He was anxious to get back down to Maya and let her know he was ok.

'Of course, Mr Malfoy; Professor McGonagall will you show him down the stairs?'

McGonagall nodded and led Draco out of the room. As they were leaving, he heard Madame Maxime saying, 'Maybe it is best if myself and my students leave Dumblydoor; I do not want to cause more trouble.' Draco did not hear Dumbledore's response as McGonagall pulled the office door shut behind them.

As they made their way down the stairs, Draco realised tears were starting to roll down his cheeks. 'Professor' he whispered. McGonagall turned around, in shock. 'Professor…thank you so much. Being who I am, what family I am from, you didn't have to believe me, but you did. You're the reason this didn't go further than it did. I know the truth would have come out eventually but having someone believe me really helped.'

McGonagall smiled fondly at Draco. 'You have shown no signs of anything that you believe your family traits are – believe me, getting to know you this year made it very easy to believe you were innocent. Also, as the saying goes, innocent until proven guilty. Now, I need to go back up to make sure that *girl* leaves. Will you be ok?'

'Yes. Thank you.'

Maya's POV

Maya felt like she had been waiting for hours. It had only been about 1 hour, at the most, but it felt like a lot longer. Suddenly, she heard the wall moving and sprang up from the floor. 'Draco? Draco thank god!'

'Maya, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to have something to eat?'

'You seriously thought I would be able to sit there and eat?' she asked, crying now. She noticed he was crying too. 'What happened, what did she do?'

'She accused me of hitting her Maya. She was covered in bruises, god knows where they came from. Worse though – she tried to tell them that I…I…rap. Maya, she tried to tell them that I raped her.' He said, eventually managing to get the words out. 'Obviously it wasn't true, and we proved that pretty quick, but you should have seen her – when I first went in, she was crying, loudly. Then, Dumbledore asked me to tell him everything I had done that day. As the stories were different, he asked to see our memories. She loudly protested to that. That's when I knew I would be fine – it didn't stop the panic though. Anyway, Dumbledore and Maxime checked my memory, saw what really happened…and now here I am. After a few apologies of course. Adela though….she is a psycho! She knew what she was doing – you should have sent the smirk she sent my way when she was asked why she had done this.'

'But why even do it? I mean, she does know we can all do magic right and that the truth would come out quick?'

'Like I said, she's a psycho. She was happy about the trouble she caused. McGonagall actually called her mentally ill! Look, she won't be here anymore – McGonagall was going back to make sure she left.'

Maya was still crying; Draco wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. 'I'm fine ok?'

'Can we go to our spot?' Maya asked, in response. Draco nodded and they made their way to the room of requirement. Maya opened up the room this time and when Draco walked in, he noticed a big difference.

'Maya…wha?'

'What is it?'

'Maya…there is a bed in here!' he exclaimed.

'Draco, I know what it looks like. Listen to me!' she said as she realised he was about to interrupt.

'When I was thinking about the room, I was also thinking that I don't want to be alone tonight, and I don't want you to be alone. Which is why there is a bed. I don't want anything to happen Draco, but I don't want to leave you – not tonight.' She whispered.

Draco nodded. 'You know you probably could have just slept in the boy's dorm, right? Or even on the couch in the common room.'

Maya thought about that. 'I suppose we could – I didn't really think of that. But then everyone would talk about me if they seen me coming down from the boy's dorm tomorrow morning.'

'Maya, everyone will talk about both of us if we sleep here, as we won't be there…'

'Look, lets have some food and think about it, ok? Either way, I am not being separated from you tonight.'

As Maya said that, food appeared on the table in front of them. Draco ate..and ate…and ate until he could eat no more. 'Wow, panic makes a man hungry huh?' Maya asked, cosying in to him as he leaned back. 'So Mr Malfoy, what are we doing?'

'I am happy to stay here, but only if you're really sure? Also, only if you definitely don't want anything to happen. I still think we're just too young.'

'Draco, I promise the only reason there is a bed here is because, after what that bitch did today, I can't bare to be away from you. Not right now. Also, I thought about it a bit more – no one will really care because it's Christmas Day AND they'll be thinking about the Yule Ball. Plus, wouldn't it be nice to actually wake up next to each other on Christmas Day – which also happens to be the day we chose for our anniversary?'

Draco smiled at her. 'I suppose I can't argue with that logic. However, I didn't bring your present with me. Maybe we need to go back to the dorm for anything we need, and to let our friends know we are ok, then come back?'

Maya agreed so they made their way to the dorm, picked up everything they needed for a night away and let their friends know they would be spending the night elsewhere. Once they had everything, including their presents for each other, they made their way back to the room of requirement. Maya went to change in to her pyjamas and brush her teeth before she climbed in to the bed. When Draco came out of the bathroom, Maya couldn't help but gasp. He was shirtless and looked so hot. He climbed in to bed next to her and Maya lay across his chest.

'Goodnight.' She whispered.

'Night' he said back, kissing the top of her head. 'I love you.'

Maya smiled. 'Love you too.'