-1Still I Look to Find a Reason to Believe

Chapter Twelve

Just about a month had passed since Hermione and Carly had that discussion. Hermione still questioned his intentions, but since then, had talked nothing more of it to Carly. Draco told Hermione about the magical child and how close the Dark Lord was getting to finding it. Draco spent most of his time away from Dakota and herself. Usually, he was at a meeting or at work. He managed to spend the least amount of time with the girls as he possibly could, but kept denying that he was doing anything like that.

Hermione didn't like this. She didn't like what he was doing, or rather, doing what she didn't know about. Ever since her talk with Carly she has grown more suspicious of Draco, especially for the fact that he had changed greatly of the last few weeks. He said barely anything to her, but always talked with Dakota, even about stupid things. Hermione wasn't sure what to think anymore. She had no idea if she could talk to Draco or not, if she could trust him. All she knew was, that at this point, this time around, no one was to be trusted…

At night, Hermione decided to wait up for Draco to come home. It wasn't until after one o'clock that he finally arrived, using the door, not apparating. He was exhausted and didn't realize Hermione sitting at the counter when he came in, only went straight to him bedroom, and collapsed on the bed.

Hermione, immediately hopped off the stool and walked into Draco's bedroom. He was covered in blood, and looked knocked out, until she tapped him a few times. He opened his eyes, which were, instead of their grey-blue, were bright green. "Draco? What's the matter? What's happened?" Hermione asked, in a hushed voice, as if she didn't want anyone to hear her.

Draco got off the bed slowly, using his arms to push himself off the bed. He looked at Hermione for a moment, almost not interpreting what she just asked. "He- he knows who the mother of the child is." Draco told her, taking breaths between ever few words. He began making his way to the bathroom. He used a quick spell to make this clothes disappear and in a instant he was naked. All across his back and chest and even his legs there was red slashes, bruises and all kinds of other marks. His dark mark was bleeding the most.

"Oh, my god, Draco. What happened?" She asked, and then added, "Who is it?" She asked him, her eyes wide. Draco shook his head. "He's mad." Hermione tilted her head, not sure what he was going on about. "What do you mean, Draco? Who's mad?" Hermione tried to find out. Draco continued to shake his head, as he stepped into the shower. "Very mad."

As the water was runner, and the shower window was now closed, Hermione could still hear him mumbling things to himself. At a point, she thought she head Draco crying. She continued to sit on the toilet top, and waited for him to come out. After about ten minutes, he finally did. Hermione handed him a towel, and they starred at one another for a moment. "Draco…" Hermione said, softly, looking as blood continued to drip off of him as the water in the tub was red. She took his hand and brought him to the bed. She began healing all of his wounds as best she could. It wasn't that it was impossible, the only thing was that when healing someone, it takes energy out of the healer to give to the one being healed. And it was even harder for Hermione to do it, being pregnant.

Once Hermione was finished there was slight bruising left on him, and a hint of the red slashes, but the pain was gone. Hermione cleaned the sheets, before finally letting Draco set himself under the covers a drift off to sleep. She stayed up though, watching him as he slept. What did all this mean? It made no sense to her. Not the way Draco's been acting, or was acting tonight. None of it made sense anymore. As Hermione watched him sleep she couldn't understand how someone so innocent looking could be caught up in all of this. Draco, who looked like a small child at this moment, Hermione couldn't believe what he has been through. Why had he come home in pain? Why had he not told her who the mother was and why , all of a sudden was Draco ignoring her? All this, to Hermione was quite a mystery…

A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait. I know I hate when authors take a long time to update there stories, but its been very busy for me here… Anyway, here it is I hope you enjoy it and please try to review! I will hopfully have another update very shortly!