Deadly Attraction

Summary: He's a death eater, she's an auror. He fights for Voldermort, She fights for Harry. They hate each other but one kiss is the start of a deadly attraction.

Starring: Draco/Hermione (eventual), Harry/Ginny, Ron/Lavender, Neville/Hannah, Luna, all the Weasley's and ever and others as they appear!

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

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Chapter 14:

The Truth

Hermione looked at him, "Be honest with me and I'll give us a chance."

Draco let go of her waist and walked into the living room, "Take a seat Granger if you want the truth."

Hermione sat opposite him in the living room. She waited patiently as Draco stared at the ceiling. Do I want to do this? Do I? Do I want her so badly that I'll tell her everything?

He looked at her face, it was calm and patient. Yea I need to tell someone.

"I guess I better start at the beginning," Draco said softly, almost reluctantly.

Hermione nodded.

"When I was younger, up until the second year of Hogwarts I idolised my father. He always threw his money around and he was powerful, he had control over everything. The Malfoy name caused people fear," Draco started. "He never showed affection to me, he taught me the dark arts. Spells, everything, most of it I was taught before our third year."

Hermione waited as Draco stopped, "You sure your ready to talk about all this?"

Draco nodded, "Yea I am. In my third year I started getting visions…like suppressed memories."

"Of?"

"Of my father hitting my mother," Draco sighed. "I asked him about it. He told me it was the way to control women, never let them get the upper hand."

Hermione studied his face, He looks like a small child, lost, confused…hurt.

"I didn't like it, she was my mother," Draco said angrily. "He hit her in front of me. Then I got my dark mark in our sixth year. I didn't have a choice, I was to follow in my fathers footsteps. I really did believe I had no choice, I was too young to walk away. I was too scared. When Dumbledore in the tower offered me help, I was going to accept, to join the light, I didn't care about my father. I was going to help the right side, but Snape came in. He killed Dumbledore."

Hermione nodded, "Because of the unbreakable vow he made to your mother."

"Yea, I guess he explained it to the order," Draco continued. "Because I didn't kill him, my father hated me. Voldermort hated me."

Hermione's eye widened.

"Yea I said his name, I'm not afraid of him Granger, he just has control over me," Draco said. "He sent me on little jobs, nothing good, I didn't care as long as I didn't have to kill I was fine."

Hermione nodded sympathetically. What had happened? What had made him…a killer…

"Then seventh year, the day after my seventeenth birthday, my father beat my mother so badly that she was in hospital."

"In St Mungo's?" Hermione asked.

"No a private Wizarding hospital, St. Martins. It was all controlled by Voldermort, anyone wanting treatment there would be his follower. She was in there. Voldermort wanted me to step up or else my mother would…" Draco said. "So I killed the Minister and the old Minister. I needed my mother alive, I killed for her, otherwise she would die."

Hermione understood.

"Then father was killed by Longbottom. I had been given a lot of power, I had my own death eaters to rule. So what if he was dead, I didn't care. I saw it as a way out, I could take mother and run."

"What happened?"

"My mother still loved him. When he died it hit her hard, she started loosing it more. She was heartbroken, she couldn't leave the hospital. No treatment in the world was as good as St. Martins. And trust me I looked around but no one could help her, no one but at St. Martins."

"So you stayed a death eater?"

"I had no choice," Draco said softly. "If I took her out, it could kill her. The cure of the souls potion…"

"It's for your mother," Hermione pieced together every piece of the puzzle. "It all makes sense why you became…no one understood it."

"You do now," Draco leaned back in the seat. "Voldermort will kill her if I abandon him. I have to fight for him unless my mother gets better. The cure of souls, I know it'll work but I can't use it until I'm ready to leave Voldermort if…"

Hermione nodded, "How's your mother now though? Improving or…"

"Stable," Draco replied. "No change, nothing will cure her. She has fits of rage and all that sometimes. Voldermort controls her medicine, her treatment so he controls me."

Hermione nodded, "Malfoy…I'm sorry."

"Don't be," Draco replied. "Sooner or later I'm getting out of this. I know I've killed but Granger I like you a lot…I mean that night at the club blew me away, seeing you makes me…and you helped me as well. When I was injured you were there for me…"

"I like you too Malfoy," Hermione sighed.

They sat in silence until Malfoy spoke, "I told you about my parents and my past, what happened to your parents, if you don't mind me…"

"I don't mind you asking," Hermione replied. "Truth is I never shared everything in my past with one person, not even Ginny, who's my best mate."

Draco smiled, "I'm a good listener."

"I guess my life changed after graduation. The day after I went into the Ministry with Harry and Ron to start auror training. My parents were found in our back garden, dead, the dark mark in the sky."

Draco's smile disappeared. Why didn't I know this?

"I became more determined then ever to fight against him. I trained hard, I finished high in the class, I did everything I could to be the best to avenge their death. The thing was my mum…she found out she was pregnant. I was shocked, she wasn't too old because they had me young but still I was nearly eighteen and my mum was expecting. Voldermort didn't just kill my parents, he killed my unborn sibling."

Draco held onto her hand. He assumed the last bit she had never told anyone. She was in tears, he moved to the sofa she was sitting in and hugged her tightly.

"I lost…everything…" Hermione cried.

"I know what that's like," Draco said.

Hermione after a few minutes reduced her crying, "If it wasn't for Molly and Arthur Weasley, I would have felt the loss a lot worse then I did. There like my second parents."

"You're lucky you have people who really care about you," Draco whispered stroking her hair.

"You have people don't you?"

"Zabini cares about me…other then that there's the house elves, no one else," Draco sighed. "Pansy cared about me, she loved me but I didn't love her. It didn't feel fair to lead her on, I told her I didn't love her. She understood. Her family…her parents were death eaters. Something she didn't want to be."

"She's in hiding isn't she?" Hermione asked still leaning on his chest.

"Yea but I don't know where, when the war is over," Draco said, "A house elf I have which once served Pansy will contact her, she'll return then."

"Why didn't you love her?" Hermione asked.

"She wasn't for me…I did try. I gave her a chance, come on she was my girlfriend for so many years, but there was something missing."

"Oh," Hermione replied.

"What about you and Weasley, what happened there?" Draco asked.

"I thought I loved him, throughout the last few years of school, I really did think I was in love with him. Then seventh year came, we got together…it was fine," Hermione answered. "Then I guess…we were different, we drifted apart. A month after my parents accident I found out Ron was cheating on me."

"With Brown?"

"No, not with Lavender, with some other woman. He swore it meant nothing."

"What did you do?"

"I was mad, I wouldn't see him. I told Harry to keep him away from me or I'll use the killing curse on him."

Draco smirked.

"Then two months after I talked to him, we sat down and we admitted we had grown apart. We were just each others crushes back in school," Hermione admitted. "When we talked I realised he wasn't what I wanted, I needed someone on my level, someone who'd challenge me, excite me, someone who I could just talk to...Ron wasn't any of that. Then he met up with Lavender a year and a half ago I think, they got back together which was fine, I was happy for them. I didn't want him I knew that."

They sat in silence for a while.

"What I told you…you can't…" Hermione said.

"Yep can't tell anyone, nor can you," Draco warned, Hermione was to protest, "No Granger the Order won't understand, no one will, I need to do this myself."

Hermione nodded, "So what does this mean for us?"

"I told you I wanted you," Draco said. "I still do but if you can't get past who I am then…"

"No," Hermione got up and looked at him. "I can get past it because I know you're not evil. If I was in your shoes…for my mother I'd do the same…"

"Does this mean…"

"It means you and me are an us, but like a …"

"Secret relationship," Draco finished.

"How is this going to work?" Hermione asked.

"We'll figure it out, as we go along," Draco smiled.

Hermione blushed as he kissed her slowly, not wanting to push his luck.

Hermione pulled back, "Malfoy I wanna be with you but I can't…"

"I'm just kissing you Granger, not asking you to jump into bed with me," Draco smirked as Hermione blushed. "Yet."

Hermione felt herself become even redder before Draco's lips were on hers again.

A/N: Hey guys, here it is, the chapter you've been waiting for! Hope you liked it!

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