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So how was that? Again, apologies for Ron's douchebaggyness. I was going to have him almost rape Hermione and have Draco beat his ass… but I figured that the good people out there reading would kill me. So… please leave a comment, I cannot stress how important that is. Also, I have an idea for the progression of the story, but I could use a little help with some other ideas. See if any of those are better.

Also, I have not forgotten about all of you, I have just been very busy. I wrote another fanfic for all of you that is called Crossing Borders. Lately, it hasn't been showing up so if you can't find it then go to my home page. Love you all! I will shut up now.

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Chapter 13

Hermione had gone back to bed after their shower. She didn't know what Draco had done. But if she had known what happened when he went out, she would have never let him out of her sight.

Draco had gone down to the Slytherin common room first. He was going to take advantage of the current situation. He calmly strode in to find Theodor Nott and Blaise Zabini sitting, looking at the fireplace.

"Gentlemen!" Draco shouted. They were the only three in the room, everyone else had gone to bed.

They looked surprised up at Draco as he smiled, as if he had a plan up his sleeve, which of course he did.

"We are going out. Grab your cloaks and meet me at the quidditch pitch in ten minutes." And with that, he exited the common room, leaving the two staring at each other with disbelief.

Draco walked proudly through the corridors, giving the two a few minutes to catch up with him. He knew them all too well. Theo would jump off the couch and grab his cloak while running out the door after him. Blaise would stare after Theo for only a few moments before grabbing his cloak as well, running after to make sure that the others got into no trouble.

Theo, as predicted, caught up with Draco only a few minutes after he had left.

"So Drake, what are we doing tonight? We haven't see you around lately… you've become head boy and, other stuff." He said shyly. Theo was never good at being blunt, or if Draco thought of it, never really good with words in general. How many time did his clummsy mother drop him on the head?

As a boy, when they were all friends, Draco and Blaise would go over to Theo's house to play. His mother was always dropping things, or tripping over things, or not paying attention.

Blaise showed up a bit after Theo and looked strangely at Draco. "Yes Draco, what are we doing?"

"My friends," he draped his arms over their shoulders, like he used to do, and smiled. "we are going out on the town."

"But Draco, we can't get out of Hogwarts. It's locked up." Theo said.

"Ahh.. but Theo. That is where you are wrong!" They traveled the grounds all the way to the front gate.

Draco stopped and brought his arms to his side, sliding away from the others. He slid his wand from his robes and pricked his finger with it. He placed his finger-tip against the lock in front of them. A small creak was heard as the gates opened.

Draco traveled back to the two, who were gazing at the gates like they were a dancing hippogriff, weird as hell, but fucking awesome at the same time. He dragged them out of the gates and apparated them to Hogsmead.

"Drake," Blaise started. "how the fuck did you do that?" Theo began to stare at him, on his face was written the same question.

"All in good time, all in good time." He said vaguely.

They apparated to Hogsmead and walked into the Three Broomsticks to an empty table in the corner. Madam Rosmerta came over and took their orders, three firewhiskeys, and walked off. After a quick look around, only then did Draco speak.

"Any questions?" he simply asked. He would answer as many as he could, and burn the fact that they could not tell anyone into their brains if he had to.

"Yeah, I think we got a few." Blaise replied with his usual cool demeanor. He looked over at Theo who just nodded his head in a silent reply.

"Well, where shall we start?" Draco clasped his hands and set them on the table.

"Well…" Theo began.

"What is going on with you and Granger?" Blaise asked, blunt as ever.

Draco had told Blaise that he was nursing a crush on her. Had been since the Yule Ball. Blaise had been the one who was always there for Draco, and vice versa. So yes, Blaise had known about the fact that Draco fancied Hermione, but he never thought Draco would have pursued it.

"Well that means I have to start with Covurn. Now what I am about to tell you is private. If I so much as hear a word that relates to this conversation, I will cut off both of your dicks, and mount your heads on my wall. Got it?" he said switching his gaze between the two. He left his gaze on Theo for longer, he had a reputation of spilling things.

They looked at each other, then looked back at Draco and nodded their yes's.

"Okay. So first, Hermione was raped by Covurn."

"RA-" Theo began before Blaise covered his mouth with his hand. Some people began to stare but Draco shot them looks until they looked away, from either being uncomfortable or from realizing who he was.

"Yes. It was the day I took my dinner to my room. I found her behind a statue on my way up." Painful images began to fill Draco's head as he remembered the state in which he had found Hermione. he pushed them away best he could and continued. "We developed a bond and those days I was gone were spent in the Room of Requirement with her." He shot a look at Theo before he could ask what they were doing in there.

"When I missed breakfast, I was actually coming in, but Hermione had run out of the Hall. So I followed her, and she threw up in the bathroom. She's pregnant."

They began to congratulate Draco but he cut them off. "The baby isn't mine. It's Covurn's. I used that spell that I developed for an occasion such as this. Turns out it works." He said looking at Blaise. Blaise had helped him developed the spell since they were the big players.

"We went up to McGonagall and discussed some terms. We were allowed a room, minimum disturbance, the ability to get out of Hogwarts whenever we needed it, seeing as Hermione could give birth any day and she may be a bit moody. She also got concealment robes because, well, she's Granger."

"So you both got things and she got things, what was the thing that was all yours?" Theo asked. He may be a dumbass, but he does have some logic.

"I got to beat up Covurn and get off… scotch-free as the muggles say." They gave him weird looks. "Hey, you hang Hermione for too long and you pick up a thing or two. I have to live with it for the rest of my life." He said taking a sip of the whiskey that had finaly made its way to their table.

They spewed theirs in different directions, Theo towards the wall and Blaise to the floor, knowing that their asses would be handed to them on a silver platter if they spewed on Draco.

"Draco," coughing and sputtering "did you just say 'rest of my life'?" Blaise asked, trying to get Theo to quit choking.

Draco heaved a sigh and flicked his wand at Theo, who had stopped coughing. "Yes I did. Got a problem with that?"

"Draco! That means one girl for the rest of your life! You don't cheat! Are you sure that you want to do this?" Theo asked.

"Yes. Hermione needs me. She can't raise the kid all on her own. I love her, and I'd do anything for her. I understand what doing this means."

Theo stared with disbelief and Blaise stared with respect. "You really mean that?" he asked.

Draco stared at his wise eyes. Blaise had lost the girl he loved, resorting to meaningless sex where he could get it. "Yes." Draco stared back unblinkingly.

"I am so proud. I promised myself I wouldn't cry when this day came, but it came so soon!" Blaise wiped at imaginary tears in his eyes. This received him a smack in the head. "So like Granger. She's getting you trained. Quick Theo! To the nearest strip joint!"

Blaise looped one arm around Draco's and Theo did the same. They paid then dragged Draco out of the bar. Draco looked over his shoulders. "Where are you two taking me!" he screamed when they were outside, his feet leaving drag marks in the snow.

"To your bachelor party!" Blaise yelled back. "Now shut up while I think of where I've hid all my money."

"Let me go!" Draco yelled as the dissaparated to an location unknown to all but Blaise.

Little did they know, that someone had been listening to their conversation. The man left his money and hobbled out of the bar on his cane. The man wore his hat down on his face, covering the recent bruises and cuts. He watched as the two boys drug the other through the snow. His cries for them to stop echoed though the street.

"Draco you little shit. When I'm done with you, you will be wishing they were doing this again." He looked in the direction of the castle that loomed in the distance. The light reflected off his blue eyes as he stared longingly at it. "I'll be back soon love. Just you wait. For now, there is planning to do."

And with that the man apparated away.

Haha… CLIFFY! Sort of… Now to those whp have seen a very potter musical on youtube, you would know the line said at the beginning of the paragraph above. If you haven't, go to and search a very Potter musical and it will be by starkid I think. Watch it ALL. Its fucking halarious and you won't be sorry.