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I´m so sorry for taking so long to update this! But here it is!

Chapter 14 of Delilah!

I told you all this would be the last chapter, but there will be one more chapter, I hope to have it finished soon!

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Enjoy this one!

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Draco felt terrible the next morning. For a moment he believed he had dreamed everything. But he didn't need to pinch himself, what had happened the previous day was too real to dream, it was too absurd to dream. No one could make that up.

With a groan he got up, the pills of Madame Pomfrey probably helped, because he didn't feel dizzy or unsteady.

If only they'd also helped to get that bloody headache away too.

'Mr. Malfoy! You is awake, Tinsy has to go to Miss Granger to tell her so.'

Draco hadn't noticed the little creature sitting next to his bed.

'Tinsy?' Draco asked confused.

'That is me, sir.'

'What are you doing here.' He asked, being nice to an house-elf for the first time in his life. He just didn't have the energy to be mean. And why would he? He's been dating a mudblood for the past couple of weeks.

'Miss Granger had asked Tinsy to alarm her when Mr. Malfoy wakes up.'

'Tell her I will meet her..' Yes, where? He needed to talk to her in privacy.

'Yes Sir?'

'Tell her I will meet her in the Room of Requirement in an hour.'

'Of course, sir.'

With a popping sound the house-elf had disappeared.

First Draco had to do something else. Yesterday it had been a shock, but now, it seemed only fair to talk to her. Or at least write to her.

A loud pop got Hermione out of her focus of reading. She had eagerly looked forward to the sound, and hearing it made her excited.

'Tinsy?'

'Yes, Miss Granger, Miss. Mr. Malfoy is awake.'

'Thank you, Tinsy. Did he say anything else?'

'Yes, Miss, the young sir said he will meet you in an hour in the Room of Requirement. That's all, miss.'

'Thank you, Tinsy. Would you like something?' Hermione held up the plate of cookies for Tinsy.

'No, thank you, Miss. Tinsy should go back to the kitchen and start on lunch.'

'I'm sure they will be able to make it without you, Tinsy.'

'No, no, miss, Tinsy is going back to the kitchen. Bye Miss Hermione!'

And before Hermione could say another word the pop of Tinsy disapparating filled the room.

Forty-five minutes later Hermione left the Gryffindor common room.

She wondered what Draco was going to do about Delilah and him.

Hermione didn't know how it felt to have brothers or sisters, and she thought it was nice Draco didn't know either. It was a kind of connection between them, but he wasn't alone any more, and he should be happy about it.

A voice in Hermione's head told her that it was going to take a while to convince him of that.

Hermione bumped into some one and fell on the ground, lost in thought she hadn't seen Delilah standing there.

'Hermione!'

Hermione got to her feet and looked at Delilah. She looked terrible, she had cried, Hermione could tell so because the mascara had a path where tears had found a way down.

'Delilah, what are you doing here?'

Delilah shrugged. 'I can't remember. I think I might have walked here…'

Hermione felt bad for the girl, this wasn't her fault.

'Have you slept at all?'

Delilah stared at Hermione for a minute. 'I can't remember that either.'

Hermione sighed and took hold of Delilah's hand. Draco wasn't going to like this.

'Where are we Hermione?'

'We're in the room of requirement, Delilah. Come on, lie down for a bit.'

Hermione loved this room, again the room had taken form of what she needed the most. A place where Delilah could crash, and were she could talk to Draco.

It was easier to bring Delilah here than to bring her back to the Gryffindor tower.

Besides, now Delilah was here, she could talk to Draco. When she had slept.

'Hermione?'

Hermione was still sitting on the side of Delilah bed when Draco entered. Luckily, the bed wasn't visible from the door, and Hermione got up quickly and around the corner.

'Draco! Are you OK?'

'As far as OK goes… What where you doing there?'

'Nothing, waiting for you!'

Draco got down on the couch and Hermione sat next to him, curling up to his chest. And so they sat for ten minutes. Not saying a word, just enjoying each others company.

Hermione couldn't take it any longer and asked what she wanted to ask ever since last night.

'What are you going to do?'

Draco didn't answer the question.

'I wrote her a letter.' Draco got a piece of parchment out of his pocket and looked at it.

'What does it say?'

'Read it.' Draco got up and walked to the fire place.

Hermione hesitated.

'Read it, I don't mind!'

She opened the letter and started reading.

To Delilah

Have you ever felt empty? Have you ever felt like dreaming, but being stuck in a nightmare?

I do, I know the feeling. And it's terrible.

When I was younger I always missed something. I thought it were my parents. When I looked at other families in Diagon Alley, they looked happy, they loved their children.

Narcissa and Lucius didn't love me, they only have me because they needed to. To keep the bloodline pure.

But now I know I also missed something else, you.

I never knew one thing about you, I didn't even know you excised.

How many times I haven't wished for a brother or a sister? And now I have one, I'm not sure how to handle it.

I know you're scared, you must be, I am. But don't be, I will talk to Lucius and Narcissa, I will convince them it isn't your fault.

You deserve to be here, just as much as Weasley deserves a kick in the butt for treating you like that last night.

I will go to them tomorrow, you are not coming with me.

You don't know our parents like I know them, you haven't seen them much, you haven't lived with them, you haven't had the crucio curse put upon you when you did something that was 'bad' according to them.

I will not put you through that.

I want to call you my sister, but not yet. Give me time.

D.M.

Hermione looked up, tears streaming down her face.

'The crucio curse? Draco, why..'

'Why didn't I tell you? I don't know. I think I don't want anyone to pity me, I'm tough, I can take a few hits.'

Draco smiled sadly.

Hermione got up and hugged him tightly.

'You can't go there alone Draco.'

He rolled his eyes. 'See, this is why I didn't tell you, I'm a big boy Hermione! I can take care of myself.'

'Draco! No! Take me with you!'

'You've got to be kidding me Hermione! Take you? If you want to get me killed, you should come, yeah!'

'OK, I get that, but take Harry, or Ron, or someone!'

Draco opened his mouth.

'I will come.'

Why did Draco's voice suddenly sound like a girl's?

'I will come with you.'

Hermione turned. Oh right, because it was a girl saying it, not Draco.

'What are you doing here?' Draco asked.

Delilah walked over to her brother.

'I don't quite remember. But it involved walking.' She said.

'I took her here, she looked terrible when I found her, and she needed some sleep. And this was the best option.' Hermione explained. 'Don't get mad at me, you would have done the same thing.'

Draco looked confused. 'How.. What… You're not coming with me!'

'Yes I am! After what I just heard, you're not going alone, Hermione's right! They're my parents too, you know!'

Hermione nodded. Draco shook his head and sighed. He knew he had lost.

'Stop fiddling Draco! It's annoying and it's making me nervous.'

Draco stopped playing with the buttons on jacket when his sister told him to.

Last two days had been weird but strangely comforting. He had talked a lot to Delilah and he felt a place in his heart being filled, from which he didn't even know that it had been empty.

She told him about her past, living in France, going to school on Beauxbatons, not able to see her parents for more than two weeks a year, not seeing her parents when it was her birthday.

Draco was actually a bit jealous, not only had she been saved from a terrible childhood, it seemed like their parents loved her more…

And now they were here, standing for the doors of Malfoy Manor. Dumbledore had given them the Friday off to take care of this.

Narcissa opened the door and a mixture of shock, surprise and confusion crossed her face.

'Delilah! Draco! What are you two doing here?' She said while hugging them both tightly.

Delilah opened her mouth to say something, but Draco shot her a warning glare.

'I- We want to talk about something with you and father.'

Draco could have sworn he saw a flicker of fear in his mothers eyes. But Narcissa turned quickly and walked away, leaving Draco and Delilah in the doorway.

'Go into the living room Draco, I will get Lucius, so we can, discuss this.'

Draco nodded. 'Yes, mother.'

'Why didn't you let me say anything!' Delilah shouted mad at Draco.

'Because!'

Delilah screamed. 'Because isn't an answer! Give me a good reason!'

Draco sighed and turned to face his sister.

'Because, we're on my territory now. I know what the rules are here. It would keep us out of a lot of trouble if you'd just, shut your mouth.'

Delilah looked angry, but she was wise enough to not say a thing.

A knock on the door 5 minutes later disturbed the awkward silence in the room.

''Draco. Delilah.'' Lucius said as he walked in, followed closely by their mother.

''Your mother told me you wanted to talk about something with us?''

Draco took a deep breath and looked at Delilah. She gave a small nod.

''Yes. Well. Where do I start.'' Draco sat down.

''I found out about something, rather, shocking. And I don't want you to get mad, it's no one's fault. Even a blind man could see we are family.''

Lucius' face darkened. ''What do you mean, Draco?''

Draco looked at Delilah, and before Draco could act Delilah opened her mouth.

''Draco knows I'm his twin sister...''

''Delilah, I'm disappointed. We trusted you with this.'' Lucius said. Narcissa eyed him, afraid of his reaction.

''Oh don't start with her! She's done nothing wrong, you are the one who kept this from me! You can't trust her? Merlin, father, what a load of nonsense!'' Draco got up, taking Delilah's hand in his.

''Draco, sit down.'' his father demanded. ''Lucius, calm down.'' his mother pleaded, and Draco lost it.

''No! I won't sit down, I'm disgusted by you father. You've always been mean, but last summer you got even worse. Merlin man, don't you care for mother, for me? For Delilah?''

Lucius got up from his chair and stopped in front of Draco. Draco didn't dare to take a step back.

''You. Sit. Down. Right. Now. Or you'll get punished.'' Lucius warned.

Draco looked at him in disgust.

His father raised his hand and let it down hard. Draco felt his face redden. The place his father struck him was stinging, but Draco didn't care. He looked up at his father, and was shocked by the look on his face.

Lucius' face was filled with emotion. Hurt, confusion, pain, disgust, but above all fear.

''Delilah and I are leaving. The Dark Lord has changed you father, it'd been better if he hadn't returned. You ruined us.''

Draco turned to Delilah. ''We're leaving, are you OK with-''

''Draco! Draco, look out!''

Draco turned just in time to see his father being stupified. ''Mother, why- how-?''

''Go Draco! Before it's too late.''

Draco looked at his father. ''But we can't leave you like this!''

''I'll obliviate him, he won't remember, I'll let him think he got hit by something, but please Draco. Take your sister and leave. Join the Order of the Phoenix, make sure the next generation won't be brought up like we had to do with you. I'll explain everything later. When it's safe, but now you have to leave! Go by floo.''

Narcissa hugged Draco tightly, and hugged Delilah too.

''I love both of you, and I'm so proud of you, Draco. That you're wiling to stand up to you father. Now go.''

Delilah grabbed a bit of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace.

''Dumbledore's office!''

Draco followed her, the last thing he saw was Narcissa bending over Lucius, pointing her wand at his head.

A/N I know there are still grammatical mistakes in it, but I wanted to have this online, so you wouldn't have to wait any longer :) Forgive me!