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Okay i felt very very very very VERY bad about leaving you guys hanging. So i shall be uber nice and post this chapter. YAY YOU LOVE ME AGAIN! Then on a sad note since I'm posting this now i won't post for a while. But anyhoo... How was the last chapter? I thought it went farely well. Do you guys have an guesses to who the father is? (No offence, but to those who have no fucking clue, you are an idiot.) So I will quit this long bla bla bla writer blabbing on and on and on and on… okay BACK TO THE STORY!

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Chapter 10

Hermione processed the words that came out of Draco's mouth. "Not yours? What do you mean? Whos else could… it…" Her eyes widened with horror. "No. No no. No no no!" She burried her head into Draco's chest as she wept.

Draco absent-mindedly rubbed circles on her back as he thought. I don't think Hermione wants to get rid of this baby, even if it was concived from that low-life son of a bitch. I need to be with her through this entire thing. "Hermione?"

"Hmm?" she pulled out of his arms and sniffled.

He wiped away the tears traveling down her face. "I have a feeling that no mater whos it is, you are going to keep the baby. And that baby is going to need a father."

"Draco…"

"Hermione, you are not going to marry that sick son of a bitch. And if it's not him, will you marry me instead? I want to be with you, and this baby." He said in a hushed tone.

Hermione just stared at him. Become Mrs. Malfoy? Would she do it? He was right about a few things. She was going to keep the baby, and if she did give the baby to the Professor, he would most likely put it in the system. Or kill it. She shuddered at the thought. She looked at his eyes. They were full off truth. He does want this. He wants me, and the baby, and for us to be a family. "I do." She whispered.

Relief flooded through Draco and he bent down to kiss her. She put a finger to his lips. "If I remember correctly I just got finished with losing my breakfast."

"Right." He stood up and helped her to her feet. They walked over to the sinks where Hermione washed out her mouth, then she turned around and gave Draco a large hug. He placed his finger under her chin and raised his hand, forcing her to look at him. He gently placed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss.

Hermione stood on her toes and pressed herself into Draco, flicking her tongue on his lip, demanding entry. He gladly opened up and their tongues darted in and out of each others mouth. Hermione would have gladly stayed there forever, but the problem of breathing interupted them. They breathed heavily as Draco rested his head on top of hers. "I love you." He whispered to her.

Her heart fluttered as the words reached her ears. "I love you too Draco." They walked out of the bathroom hand in hand. Not caring if anyone saw them.

They sat in Professor McGonagal's office hand in hand. The Professor just stared at them. "Would you two like to tell me what is going on? When I heard that you two wanted to see me, I thought it was because one of you had a wand to the others throat." She said looking at Draco. "But when I come in here and see that you two are holding hands and have your head on his shoulder, well I almost had a heart attack."

"I'm sorry to frighten you, but we have some things that need to be discussed." Draco said before Hermione could even open her mouth.

"And what would that be?" she asked.

"We request that Hermione has special concealment robes- save your questions for the end please." Draco began as the professor began to speak. "We also request that we have a shared room, we are to be left alone unless the situation is urgent, we should be able to leave the grounds as we please, and I need to kick someone's ass and I can't get in trouble for it. Any questions?"

"A few."

"Ask away Professor."

"Well, first. Why does Hermione need concealment robes?"

Draco looked over at Hermione. They figured McGonagal was going to ask this question and they figured Hermione should answer. "Well, it has to do with questions one, two, four, and five." Hermione took a deep breath and shuddered. "I am pregnant. I want to keep coming to classes but I also want the baby. People will ask questions. Draco is not the father, but he has asked me to marry him and that is why we want the room.

When the time comes that the baby will be due any day, I will remain in my quarters and go to St. Mungos to deliver, and since we don't know an exact date, we need to be able to leave any time. And I was taken involentarily and Draco knows who it is and if he got in trouble because of me, well I wouldn't be very happy." Hermione explained.

McGonagal just stared at the couple before her. Poor girl. "Well, I can allow the travel, and I will get tailors for the robes. The room disturbs me but I can make an exception, and we really only call on Miss Granger unless it is an emergency, so if she needs to be called on because of you duties, you Mr. Malfoy shall go in her place. And about the beating…" She pondered this for a moment.

"Please professor, I know that Draco never would. But would you rather take his anger out now on the person who did this, or would you rather have him beat me over a long period of time?" Hermione said bravley.

"Hermione I never Woul-"

"I shall allow it. Just once, tomorrow at diner. Publicly. I will wait to find out who it is then, and I will expell them after Draco is done. Just don't kill them Draco"

"Thank you Professor." They said in unison. They stood up grabbing their things and heading out the door.

"Miss Granger." They turned around to face the Headmistress. "I hope you enjoy tomorrow as much as Mr. Malfoy." They all smiled at each other and Draco and Hermione walked out.

It was the beginning of dinner and they had all sat down. Draco had walked calmly over to the main table and was talking to McGonagal. "So I can't get in trouble no matter what correct?"

"Yes Mr. Malfoy now hurry and do it." She replied with a smile on her face.

"I'm going to enjoy this." He looked through the crowd until he found Hermione's smiling face. She nodded her head and he began to walk to the end of the table.

"Hermione, why are you smiling?" Ginny asked.

"Because Draco id going to kick Covurn's ass." She replied in a whisper.

"Professor Covurn, could you help me with something real quick?" Draco asked the teacher.

"Of course." He replied. He had grown a liking to the Malfoy boy. Something about him, he didn't know what, something reminded him of himself when he was that age.

Draco abruptly stopped, turned around with his fist clenched and said "You sick son of a bitch!" and he threw a punch into Covurn's face. Covurn not knowing the attack was coming, was knocked off his feet and fell to the floor. Draco immediately jumpped on the man and repeatedly brought his fist into the man's face.

McGonagal saw Corvurn fall to the floor from the young Malfoy's punch. She looked over to the Griffindor table and saw Hermione cheering Draco on. Hermione saw the professor looking at her and nodded, as if to say, 'yup that's him'. McGonagal's eyes widened at the news but was not surprised in the least. She had sensed something was wrong with that man.

"Don't move." She informed the teachers. They looked at her with shocked eyes but she gave them the look that said 'I know what I am doing'.

"How" punch. "Dare" punch. "You" punch. "Touch" punch. "Hermione like that. You sick" punch. "Son of a" punch. "Bitch."

Hermione had walked over to the fiance and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Draco, you've beaten him enough that it will take a lot of magic to fix his face. You can stop now." He looked over his shoulder at her smiling face. He gave a small nod and stood up from the cowering teacher. Once at his full hight, Draco gave a large kick to Covurn's stomach, causing the man to give a small whimper of pain.

They began to walk away when his broken voice called after them. "You little bitch. I thought I told you, that was our secret."

Draco turned around ready to charge when Hermione's hand grabbed his shoulder. "It may have been yours, but it was not mine." She said slowly walking up to him.

"You coniving little bitch. I should have killed you. A nice avada for a nice little girl. But I couldn't bare to. You were too good, a natrual. I wanted more, so I kept you around."

A tear dripped down Hermione's cheek as she closed the distance between them and puched him square in the jaw, knocking him unconcious and to the floor. "You are fired." She said quitly.

She walked back to Draco, gave him a large hug and they walked out of the room joined at the hip, leaving their classmate wondering the same thing. What the FUCK just happened? Only two people knew, and they were going to take the secret to their graves.