Draco's Choice Chapter 8
By HPFangirl71
A/N: sorry that this chapter is so very short…… It was very difficult to write but I'm hoping the next one will be longer, thanks for reading!!
The silence was suffocating. Both of them sat there, unsure what to do next. Finally Draco took Hermione's hands in his, looked her in the eyes and in a very serious tone he said, "Tell me what you want to do about this." She looked at him with tears still in her amber eyes. "I don't know what to do about this, that's why I owled you as soon as I left St. Mungo's." "So you've already confirmed it." he replied. "Yes." She whispered in a barely audible tone.
Draco looked at Hermione and asked his next question. "Do you plan to keep the baby?" he asked her hesitantly. Her reaction both surprised and alarmed him. She suddenly jumped up from the couch, looking at him as if she'd love to hex him right that minute. "Of course I'm keeping it!" she yelled at him. "How could you even think otherwise!" She looked at him as if he were a stranger. "I thought you had changed, but I was obviously wrong! Your still the same selfish Draco from our school years! You'd like nothing better than for me to get rid of this baby so you can avoid the consequences of this mess we've gotten ourselves into!" She was screaming at him, tears streaming down her face, hurt overshadowing her red rimmed eyes.
Draco couldn't believe her reaction. He crossed the short distance between them to wrap her into his arms. She struggled at first but fell sobbing quietly against his chest. "Hermione I'm sorry." he whispered in her ear. "You're absolutely right, I was being bloody selfish! I know you better than to think you wouldn't want this baby. Forgive me lioness, I just wasn't expecting this."
He pulled her face up to his by her chin and gently kissed her. It was a kiss filled with all the tender emotions he was afraid to express. It was a kiss filled with love and longing. Yet it was a kiss filled with healing, helping to wash away the pain and anguish they both felt. When the kiss ended, no words were needed. He wiped away her many tears and again wrapped her safely within his arms.
He ran his fingers through her chestnut curls, kissing the top of her head he let out a deep sigh. They both sat there, silently thinking about this situation which had trapped them. Trapped them, like some fierce hungry beast, within its jaws. It had them bound and now someone would be its prey, the only question now was who….? Finally Draco broke the embrace. Taking Hermione by the hand he led her back to the couch. She looked visibly calmer, much calmer in fact than he felt himself. He didn't know what to say but knew he had to say something…. Anything…. Even if it were the wrong thing. "Granger, I want to help if I can." he said in a shaky voice. "I don't know what you need from me, but I'll try my best to be here for you."
Hermione looked up at him and finally voiced the words he was dreading to hear. "Will you leave her?" The sentence fell heavy in the air and tore at Draco like an arrow. His steel grey eyes were now the onesfilled with tears and pain as he now spoke the words she dreaded to hear. His response was only one word uttered in a low whisper but it made her heart ache. He uttered the word "No." and with it her worse fears were brought to life. He looked at her, silently willing her to understand. As he looked at the hurt within her eyes he knew she could never understand. No more needed to be said and with that he left, returning home to his wife and child. He left behind a heartbroken mistress also carrying his child, whom he'd betrayed in the worst way possible. He knew now there was no turning back, she would never trust him with her heart again….