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Family History
" Hey Ron" greeted Hermione pulling him in to a tight hug. Hermione had just gotten back from her Honeymoon in California. Before she left she was known as Hermione Granger Gryffindor Princess and resident Virgin. However now she was known as Hermione Malfoy-Zabini Gryffindor Princess and the best lay either of the two boys had ever had. Over the two weeks in America they had spent their days sight seeing and having the time of their lives. One thing they didn't do was go to a theme park but Hermione hadn't given up the hope of getting them to one. Their nights however were spent experimenting with one an others body, the parts that pleasure and pleased each of them. Now they knew what made the other tick and moan.
" How was California?" he asked picking up his Butterbeer.
" It was beautiful, we went in to the Muggle world one day,"
" How did Malfoy and Zabini take it?"
" Draco and Blaise," Hermione corrected immediately " they didn't shout out in alarm when anything they didn't expect happened but each had a death grip on my hand. The funniest thing I found was when we walked past a bunch of kids they started to sing, It's a Kind of Magic da dum da dum dum der der der der, It's a Kind of Magic." Hermione and Ron laughed; Ron had heard the song and he understood slightly that it was a song from a band that was very famous: Queen. He didn't understand why a group of four males would have been called Queen instead of King but just accepted it as it came.
" Hermione …" he waited a minute and Hermione looked at him, " Are you happy?" he only hoped for the best for Hermione.
Looking at Ron she knew he wanted the answer and the answer he wanted she could give him. " Yes Ron, I'm more than happy," she smiled sincerely as him. " Are you?"
" Yes, I really am, I've liked her for so long Mione and now I'm with her." His smile was wider than Hermione could ever remember seeing.
" I'm glad your happy too Ron, I'm scared though."
" Scared about what?" he asked her laid further in to his blue couch.
" Everything, I'm married now, soon I'll be pregnant and then I'll have a baby, this means labour, it could be earlier, it could be a still born, it could be a Scrib I just don't know what will happen. When I've had the child I'm then responsible for another life. I'm 17 I'm not ready for it." She closed her eyes and run her hands through her hair brushing out the knots with her fingers.
" Hermione you are the smartest witch of our generation, you'll be just fine I promise but if you're worried you should talk to Mal – Draco and Blaise about this," he suggested to her. Hermione nodded her head; she knew he was right but how would she tell them.
Days later she was still thinking on how she would tell them, nothing seemed right and she was slowly becoming slightly depressed; this didn't go unnoticed by Draco and Blaise.
" What you think is a matter with her Blaise?" asked Draco as his eyes followed her around the kitchen.
" Not totally sure, she's been like this since she has gotten back. I know the Muggles call it Jet Lag but I don't think it is that." Said Blaise his eyes copying Draco's.
" I really think we should talk to her, see if there is anything the two of us can do." Blaise nodded his head in agreement and called Hermione to come sit with them.
" What?" she asked them as she sat down in between Draco and Blaise.
" What's a matter, we've seen you moping around since we got back, we don't think it's that Jet Lag thing. So what's up?"
Hermione sighed, she knew what Ron said about talking to them was right but she just didn't know how she was going to be able to tell them what was bothering her.
" You can tell us anything Cara," Blaise had begun to call her that in California, and the name seemed to stick.
Resting her head on to Blaise's shoulder. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer.
" I'm scared." She said. The boys looked at each other in confusion.
" Scared about what love?" Draco asked his hand stroking her knee.
" The next step we have to take in this ridiculous law." She closed her eyes and clenched her fist and then unclenched it.
" Cara, what is the next… oh" he suddenly understood what Hermione was getting too and turned her around in his arms so she was facing him. " What is scaring you about been pregnant and having a child."
" Wait wait! Your pregnant?" said Draco in shock.
" No, but I'll have to be soon and I'm scared. Do you have any idea why we've been placed together." She asked both Draco and Blaise. When both boys shook their heads Hermione sighed and laid her forehead in the gap between Blaise's shoulder and neck.
Raising her head she swivelled in his arms, so she was back in the position she was in before. " When we met Remus when we were going to get that pregnancy potion. He told me that he believes you two were placed with a Muggleborn because of the amount of Scribs born in both your families. " When both boys scowled not understanding what she meant by the amount of Scribs.
" Mione there hasn't been a lot of Scribs born in my family." Said Draco never remembering his family telling him much about them.
" Draco I think you need to talk to your father, there is more to it than you found out. Remus also mentioned that the Pureblood families are quickly dying out and that your twos are close to extinction as both Draco's parents are infertile, he thinks the ministry are expecting you to have a Scrib or become infertile if your not already." Explained Hermione. Draco and Blaise's eyebrows rose in to their hair line.
" I could be infertile?" was the only thing Draco said.
Hermione nodded her head. " With both your parents only conceiving just one child, you two. Then you two are dependant on conceiving an heir but if you conceive a Scrib and then can't conceive anymore after that then the Malfoy or Zabini name will be extinct it'll die out." She told them, she hated to do this as she could easily see both boys becoming upset and distressed.
" Hermione love, do you mind if I go visit my mother and father now," Draco asked her, he could sense Blaise wanted to do the same thing.
" No go on and Draco, there is more about your father than you know." Draco nodded his head. With a quick kiss to both Hermione and Blaise he walked over to the fireplace and disappeared to Malfoy Manor.
" Are you mad at me?" she asked Blaise turning to face him.
" NO! Love neither of us are mad at you were just shocked. Do you mind if I go visit mine?" he would stay if she needs him too.
" No you go and see your parents too." Kissing her deeply he walked over to the fireplace and disappeared to Zabini Manor.
When he was gone she broke down in to tears.
" Mother Father!" cried Draco as he landed in the large Dining room. The room was huge with emerald green wallpaper with silver swirls. A huge crystal chandelier hung over the oak table and gave off light.
Draco walked out of the Dining room and headed to his fathers study on the third floor. As he climbed the stair he walked past all the portraits on the wall; his deceased relatives his fathers mother was fast asleep as he walked past her; where as his fathers dad was wide awake. " Where are you going to Draco?" asked the smooth voice of Abraxas Malfoy from his portrait?
" Grandfather," he addressed " I'm going to talk to my Father, I have a few questions I need to ask him about our family history." He told the elderly man in the portrait. Abraxas Malfoy had shoulder length blonde hair and grey eyes. He was what many would say a male Malfoy looked like. However his nose was crooked, he once asked him when he was 7 what he had done to his nose. He had told Draco he had broken it in a fistfight with a Gryffindor in Hogwarts when he attended. He was best friends to Tom Riddle but now he regretted it, he knew if he hadn't there would have been a high chance his only son would have not followed in the same step as he.
" Well what are these questions young Draco?" he asked curious himself.
" It's mostly about Scribs in our family, there has seemed to be more than our first know of," he admitted to his Grandfather.
Abraxas closed his eyes, " Tell your father to tell you the truth about Araceli, it's time you learnt about a secret we have tried to keep quiet for many of years,"
" Whose…"
" Ask your father Draco, he is in his study," Draco nodded his head and said goodbye as he walked to his fathers study.
Abraxas turned to his wife Camille who was now awake and had heard the conversation between grandfather and grandson. " Are hope you did what is right Abraxas." She said simply.
" So do I my dear, so do I."
Knocking on his father's door he waited for him to allow him entry. When the "come in" was heard he walked in to the room.
"Draco, what a surprise" said Lucius calmly clearly not shocked at seeing him. " And what do I owe for your visit?"
" Father, I came to ask you about Scribs in our family, Hermione tells me there is more than you once told me," he saw his father tense when he asked this but thought nothing of it. " Then I spoke to Grandfather and he wants you to tell me about Araceli," The paper weight in Lucius's hand pummelled to the floor at the name. Under his breath he cursed his father for forcing him to explain who she was to his son.
" Draco come with me," he said slowly standing up, Draco followed his father out of the room to a room where he came to a locked door. Lucius unlocked the door and held it open for Draco to walk in. Lucius followed him behind.
"This Draco is the Malfoy family tree," he told his son, but Draco wasn't listening his eyes were drawn to the name Araceli Malfoy who had been burned off the family tree.
" I have an Aunt?" was all he could say.
Lucius sighed and sat down beside him his eyes also on her name. " She was 3 years younger than me, she was a little angle in my fathers eye could do nothing wrong. Araceli and I were so close we did everything together but soon there became a problem. I didn't understand what was going on at first." Draco listened closely to what his father was saying; he had never heard such emotion in his father's voice he wasn't stupid he could feel the pain his father was in.
" I had been able to do accidental magic at the age of 3, she however couldn't no matter how hard she tried or how many situations she was inshe couldn't do magic. So my father, he took her to the Dark Lord who deemed her as a Scrib, he couldn't have a Scrib in our family, this left my parents with one decision, a decision that neither wanted to do – adoption. They had begged the Dark Lord not to kill her. Araceli was sent to a Muggle adoption agency when she was 6 and my parent's life and mine fell apart. My mother died when I was 17 she was ill for a while after she had been forced to send her away. My father was strong but not strong enough to fight Dragon Pox,"
Draco didn't know what to say really, somewhere out there he had an Aunt who his father and Grandparents never stopped thinking about, someone his father loved.
" If he was the one that sent her away then why did you join him," he still disliked addressing Voldermort in any name.
" By force Draco, he would have killed me if I didn't and I knew I need to reproduce to keep the name alive." Draco closed his eyes; there was so much he had learned since his marriage.
There was something he wanted to know something that Hermione had said. " Could I be infertile?" he looked up to his father and saw him close his eyes and breathe deeply
" There is a high chance Draco, the best way to find out is really a Muggle test. They do it in the Ministry you should be grateful you're a male," chuckled Lucius remembering the procedure.
" How do they do it?" he asked his father.
" They look at your sperm, they know whether it's healthy or not. I'm assuming you can work out how they'll get the sperm." Draco nodded, his face a shade of pink.
" Don't worry too much Draco there is a chance you wont be, but what has brought this on," Lucius asked him. Draco explained everything Hermione had said.
" Draco you'll be fine I'm sure of it, now stop panicking and go back to your husband and wife," said Lucius standing up. Together they walked down the steps to the dining room and Draco disappeared into the fire.
Lucius walked back to his study opened the draw in his desk and pulled out a picture frame of two children. Both blonde one with grey eyes the other with blue. One a boy and one a girl. Looking at the picture " I'll find you one day my sister," and placed the picture on his desk.
Please Review, I actually have a couple of ideas for some chapters so there is a high chance i'll update this either end of this month or next month x