Chapter 11
Hermione turned and bumped into something hard. She groaned as she opened her eyes. She gasped when she saw that Malfoy was lying, asleep, next to her. She tried to stand up, but his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her towards him. She looked at him and saw that his eyes were still closed. She picked up the arm resting on top of her, trying to gently move it aside without waking him up.
When she tried to stand up, Malfoy pulled her closer, tightening his hold as he buried his face in her hair. Again she tried to move his arm away, but he held on tighter, draping his leg over her. She looked at him suspiciously, and jabbed him in the ribs. "I know you're awake." She said as he cringed. He opened one eye to take a peek at her, before opening the other. He gave her an innocent grin. She just stood up. "Go back to your room Malfoy."
His smile faltered, and got serious. "We have to talk."
"No!"
"I am not leaving you alone till we talk."
"I don't want to talk. Not right now."
"You know we need to talk. The longer you don't know my side of things, the more you push me away...away from you...away from my daughter."
"No, my daughter." Hermione yelled
"Our daughter!"
"Stop!"
"She's my kid too! My blood also runs through her. As I recall, it takes two people to create a child."
"You weren't there when she was in me for nine months! You weren't there when my parents almost kicked me out of their lives. You weren't there when I had these stupid cravings, or morning sicknesses. You weren't there when she was born. When she came out, the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck, and she couldn't breathe." Tears came out as Hermione recalled the night Aria was born. "You weren't there, no one was there, and I needed someone to be there. I thought I was going to lose my her, my baby girl."
Malfoy felt anger spread through him. "How the hell was I supposed to be there?" He wanted to be there. He hated that he couldn't have anything to be there. "How was I suppose to be there, Hermione? I didn't know because you never told me!" He yelled
"Do you blame me? You raped me and I hated you for it! I wasn't going to be running into your arms."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I never meant for that night to happen. If I could erase it, I would!"
"But you can't!" Hermione screamed
Malfoy sighed "Please, just hear me out!" He put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her in the eyes. "I never wanted for that night to happen. I know I can be an arse at times, but I would never do something like that. I was ordered by the Dark Lord, well Voldemort. He ordered me to rape you. He wanted to do something that would really hurt Potter. He knew you two were pretty close. I tried to get away, run, hide. I didn't want to deal with being a death eater anymore. I never even wanted to be one in the first place. But with the Dark Mark, he easily found me. I know it was stupid of me to runaway in the first place, but I had to try something. i was punished of course. He used the Cruciatus Curse on me over and over again."
He cringed at the memory and sat at the edge of the bed. "My father was extremely unhappy with me. He beat me multiple time. I got black eyes, bruises, cuts, and even broken ribs. He said when I betrayed Voldemort, I had betrayed the Malfoy name. He still wanted to go through with his original plan, but he knew I would not go through with it, so he used the Imperius Curse. I can still see you struggle. I can still see you cry. I can still hear your scream. I can still hear you beg me to stop." Malfoy dropped his heads into his hands, trying to stop himself from crying, as he willed for the images in his head to go away. "I am so sorry, Hermione."
Hermione looked at him in shock, before sitting next time as felt her legs weaken. "I've always blamed you." She whipered
"I'm sorry."
"But it wasn't your fault. I wished I'd known earlier."
"What difference would have it made. It still happened."
"Malfoy...Draco." His head shot up when she said his name for the first time. "I wouldn't have blamed you this whole time if I'd known." Hermione sighed. "You tried to resist, and that means so much to me. You even suffered because of it." She wrapped her arm around his shoulder, laying her head there. "Don't feel guilty. You tried hard to not let it happen. Thank you for at least trying. I'm glad Aria has you for a father."
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