Baby mine Chap 10

hey guys just thought i would post the other half of the chapter before. i had decided to split it up into two. Please review! i hope you like it. this chapter is a bit darker but some of your ideas that you gave me in your reviews for the chapter before really helped me fill this idea out so thank you to PirateXXQueen for your suggestions and MisZHPloVeR.

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Miss D Zambini

Draco walked into a wing of the manor he never thought he would have to venture into again, his father's wing. It was the largest part and was pretty much another full functioning house whereas his and his mother's wings shared the ballroom, library dining room and kitchen. The dingy corridors hadn't been touched and coldness seeped under his skin. The last time he had entered this part was when Voldermort and his followers had resided here. Draco could see where the dark magic had tainted the interior. He wasn't sure how he was able to put up with all of the dark blacks and greens and blood reds as he was a child since now it just made him annoyed and angry.

The foreboding portraits looked down upon him, turning up their noses at him as he walked past. Draco didn't care and carried on walking. He soon reached the double door and threw them open, stalking into the dining room. He swore at how cold it was before flicking his wand opening the deep red curtains. He could see the blood splats on the floor and knew that most of them were Hermione's. He walked up to the three portraits above the fireplace.

"Hello Father" Draco snarled looking up at the portrait of his father in the middle. The painting looked down at his son with a glare in his eye.

"And what do we owe this pleasure?" he drawled

"I want to talk"

"Why should we talk to you? YOU TRAITOR! You betrayed your family and the dark lord!You won't even let us roam through the paintings of the manor. You've stuck us to our frames!" screeched Bellatrix in the painting on the left hand side. She looked elegant however her voice showed how crazy she really was.

"Calm down Bella darling I'm sure Draco will explain himself. Well boy?" Lucius said calmly but dangerously. Draco however turned to the last painting on the right hand side. He was mat with the same grey eyes as his own.

"Hello Dray how's my big brother?"

"Don't talk to him Taurus" Bellatrix snapped. The painting of Taurus rolled his eyes and smiled however he was met by a cold stare.

"Draco?" Taurus began

"I wanted to tell you that you father have a grandson."

Lucius looked taken back but then gave a very slytherin smile.

"Well well done draco on procreating. Who is the lucky pureblood witch who has the privilege to be the new lady malfoy?" Bellatrix snorted at lucius remark.

"i don't see why he's telling Taurus and I. I will not and do not want to see any spawn he creates. That pureblood witch, he is bedding anyway is just power hungry." Bellatrix snapped. Draco waved his wand silencing her by binding her mouth.

"Oh no father he isn't my son yet. No he is Taurus's but he will soon be mine" Draco replied determined. Bellatrix squeaked.

"What? How can he be mine? I died 4 years ago" Taurus asked worried.

"And this little boy is 4 years old"

"Taurus who did you court in the last year you were alive?" drawled lucius

Bellatrix muffled something venomously her bindings slowly becoming loose

"Quiet Bella. Now who was the pureblood witch Taurus?"

"Aren't you forgetting the night that your son dies father. " draco spat. Suddenly bellatrix's bindings came off

"Are you telling me that my grandson is a FILTHY HALFBLOOD?" that MY SON FORNICATED with some muggle or MUDBLOOD who was then ALLOWED TO ESCSAPE! WHY WASNT SHE BLOODY KILLED!"

"BELLA CALM DOWN" Lucius bellowed

"No Lucius! Narcissa.." she snarled with disgust. " my sister. YOUR WIFE LIED TO ME! She said that the girl who Taurus had set free had died before she left the manor! YOU WERE A STUPID BASTARD TO LET HER GO IN THE FIRST PLACE TAURUS! WHY COULDNT YOU HAVE JUST OBEYED US FOR ONCE!"

"mother..." Taurus began.

"no you are a bastard. You aren't even legitimate! You aren't the malfoy heir because you're bloody father didn't MARRY ME!HIS SOULMATE! Instead he married that slimy whore who is my sister and created this disappointing excuse of a son" she glared at draco "and now YOU Taurus have a half blood bastard for a Son whose mother is a weak MUDBLOOD WHO DOESNT KNOW HER PLACE! This wasn't supposed to happen to MY CHILD. This was supposed to happen to HIS. HE was supposed to die for NOT obeying NOT YOU!" her shrill voice filled the room.

"QUIET!" draco shouted seething. He was furious, Furious that his aunt would say those things about him, his brother, Daniel, Hermione. She said those things and she wasn't stopped by his own father. Taurus looked heartbroken.

"YOU Bella haven't learnt your place. The dark lord" he sneered "your precious lord has gone." He turned to his father "and you father you believe every word she says because you are captivated by her and the poison that spews from her lips. You won't stand up for your only son who is still alive because of the poison that she has planted in your mind. I'm disappointed to be your son. Actually when i think about it I was never your son. I was more Severus's than anyone elses because he loved me. I didn't have to prove my worth to him, unlike you. Every minute i had to prove to you that i wasn't the result of the duty you had to make. I will ever let you see that little boy because you don't deserve to. He is funny, clever, kind and a good little boy who is caring and loves life. He doesn't deserve to be in this retched family but he was born into and I'm going to make sure he sees the best that this family can offer and not the lies and shit that i was brought up with. "

"Draco?" called a soft voice. Draco walked into the adjoining dark room which was a parlour. Flicking his wand the old dusty chandelier immediately lit illuminating the harrowing walls and smiling portrait of his sister.

"What is his name Dray?" Isabella asked in her sing song voice from the painting. Draco sighed.

"Daniel. His name's Daniel"

"A bloody common name! Not regal and traditional" sneered Bellatrix, her painting banged against the wall in fury.

"Izzie?" called Taurus from the dining room "i didn't know your painting was here"

"I can move from the different wings. I mainly stay in my mother's though as its less dark and dingy than here."

"I see" Taurus paused and Draco went over to lean against the door frame so that he could see all 4 paintings between the two rooms. "Izzie?"

"Yes" she replied. Her voice was still that of a nine year old however you could hear her 20 year old soul within. It's sounded eerily creepy however Draco was used it. He liked talking to her painting from time to time, asking for advice.

"What do you think about me having a son? What do you think I should do about it?" Taurus almost sounded excited and happy that he had an heir but there also seemed to be a little sadness in his voice.

"Well Taurus i am happy that you were able to have a son although it was not under the circumstances that you or uncle lucius and aunt Bellatrix hoped for. I've seen him run past my portrait a couple of times when he's come into my mother's rooms. He's very sweet and i think you should ask Draco whether you can see the woman who is the mother of your child and her son. I would give Draco your blessing. Draco is and will be a good father. You can trust him. Remember he used to look after us all the time when he was little. "

Draco was a little shocked and turned towards his brothers painting. He wasn't expecting Isabella to say that. Taurus had a quizzical look on his face whereas Bellatrix and his father had a look that there was a horrible smell in the room, disgusted at the notion that their son should even see the child.

"Can I just see him? I won't talk. I trust you completely to look after him. i just want to see a glimpse of him. "

Draco thought about what his brother had asked. Should he allow his brother, the son of these two fanatical deatheaters to be near Daniel. What would Hermione do?

" I will make sure that you will be able to move to the painting in the family room in my wing. You will be able to see him there. However they.." he pointed to lucius and Bellatrix "will not be able to leave the wing and if you even mention anything to do this the bollocks that they forced down our throats or your biological status to him I will tear every painting of you myself so that you will never see the light of day again. If you do talk I will make sure that there is someone to monitor you just in case. "

Taurus nodded and smiled.

"Thank you Draco. You are still the best big brother that you could wish for." Draco weakly smiled although that smile faded when he heard his aunts words.

"You're just as filthy as she is Draco, that mudblood whore and her son. Just watch and soon that world that you think is all pretty will come crashing down and you will hear the peels of my laughter at your downfall. You're not fit to be a pureblood"

Draco snarled and waved his wand and her mouth was bound again this time with a stronger and more permanent spell. She glared up. Draco slowly performed the spell that would allow his brother's portrait to move wings and rooms.

The only portrait who had spoken anything throughout the whole of this ordeal was his Father's . Lucius had kept silent throughout the whole ordeal which was odd but then Bellatrix had then vented what he would have said so Draco didn't care. He was about to leave when he heard his father's drawling voice.

"What's her name?"

"Who's name?" Draco asked turning back

"The mudblood who he fornicated with?" Draco pulled a typical slytherin smirk that made Bellatrix glare at him further.

"Why father it was Hermione Granger of course. The brains of the Golden trio" he then looked to his aunt. "And it was you aunty Bellatrix that let her escape." Bellatrix's painting started to violently shake as she tried to scream, Lucius looked horrified, Draco turned and shut the curtain before slamming the door shut. He smirked as he heard Bellatrix's banging and muffled screams as he walked down the corridor.

Draco soon found the other door he was looking for. He could see the bloodied fingerprints on the door knob as he opened it. The stone steps going down to the basement blood was smeared everywhere on the walls and the floors as he slowly made his made down.

"lumos" he muttered and he surveyed the scene where death and turmoil had once resided. He could see the scratch marks on the walls and pictured Hermione looking scared before being violated by his brother and then tortured by his aunt. He held his wand up and pointed at a blood spat. The picture of Hermione bruised and battered lying helpless filled his eyes.

"sementti" he hissed. Cement started to pour out of his wand and onto the floor. He slowly moved back and up the stairs as the cement covered the floor. He was going to erase anything to do with night. He wanted Hermione to feel safe. He wanted her to feel loved. He didn't want her to feel scared to walk around this house. He also didn't want Daniel to come down here, to see where his mother and many other innocent people were tortured and killed.

The cement had now started to come up the stairs and Draco watched as it slowly creeped up the stairs slowly covering every brown crusting spot that was made from the slaughter of war. The spell stopped when he reached the top. The space in front of him was not no larger than a broom cupboard and hid what lay underneath.

He then shut the door and walked back to find Daniel and Hermione. He had the largest smile on his face.

Please review and tell me what you think. will try and update soon with hermoine's surpris from daniel and draco.