I was dreaming… I knew because I actually looked the way a Malfoy should- well dressed, well composed and put together. I felt confident, a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time… but it felt almost as if it could be taken away from me…easily.

I was in my manor. Alone. Or at least I thought it was.

The sound of running echoed throughout the manor.

What the actual fuck?

Could it be…

The noise came from upstairs; I walked my way past several rooms and doorways to reach the start of my staircase.

I knew what I was going to see. But I refused to think of it as a possibility.

My heartbeat was so hard I could see it popping out of my chest. Fuck. I really didn't want to see it.

Merlin.

I knew I was dreaming…so why was this so frightening?

With each step I knew I was close to seeing the unthinkable.

I closed my eyes as I felt myself come to end of the stairs.

I stood straight up, ready to face it.

I gasped as three different voices yelled out.

"Daddy, you're home!"

When I opened them I saw three little children running towards me. I froze there, dumbfounded.

When they wrapped their little arms around my legs, I had no idea what to do.

I stood there staring at them with my mouth wide open.

"Dad! Dad!" said a girl, "I want to show you what I made today in class!"

"No! Me first! Mines much better I swear, do you want to see it daddy? Please?"

"Hey no! I made mine especially for daddy, don't you want it dad, please say yes please say yes!"

They all looked at me with wide eyes and desperation written all over their faces. The only thing I could manage out of my mouth was a quiet question.

"Wh-where's Grang- I mean, you're mother?" It came out almost like a whisper. I really hoped they didn't sense my fear. Luckily, they did not, within a second of my question they grabbed both my hands and lead me down the hallway.

"She in her room, silly. She told us she was getting ready to go out with you tonight! Mommy looks beautiful by the way, she wanted to surprise you later, but oh well."

One of their little fist rose up to knock on the door.

I held my breath, and tried to keep my poise. A Malfoy must always maintain his composure with poise. Fuck. I really hoped my babies couldn't feel me shaking.

"Mommy, daddy's out here waiting for you!"

Right before my eyes the door opened itself. The room was blinding white; the only thing that wasn't was her. Her curls cascading down her torso, while in a heavenly white dress.

She literally took my breath away.

"Granger?"

She slowly turned, "Draco?"

She really was breathtaking.

"Draco? What are you doing?" Her voice quickly changed to panicked, "Please no! Oh god please no! Get away from me!"

I looked around. I was so confused. "I'm not doing anything! Granger! I'm all the way here! Granger!"

"Malfoy, get off me Malfoy! Get off me! No please god no! Please don't touch me there!"

"Granger! I'm not doing anything! What's wrong? Please tell me what's wrong!"

She ignored me and started to wail, "No please no! Please stop! Malfoy, you don't understand, I'm a virgin! Please just not this way! Don't let it be this way!"

I knew what this was, it was her words playing out from that one night…

Those were the words that haunted me.

I stood there dumbfounded staring at her from across the room, then suddenly I heard the kids crying. "Daddy! What are you doing to mommy! Stop you're hurting her! You're hurting mommy! Daddy stop! She's bleeding daddy! She's bleeding! Stop it!"

I stared at them all of them tugging on my shirt. I opened my mouth, nothing came out.

Granger was on the ground now crying harder than before.

I wasn't even touching her! I stood there watching in horror.

Could I really have been cruel enough to do that to her? How could I? How could I cause all this pain to her?

Red bled right through her white dress, as she laid on the ground a puddle of blood was now visible and spreading.

Merlin. Could I truly do this?

"Granger?"

She was silent now, in a fetal position, wrapping herself with her arms, now quietly crying.

This was the part I failed to see that night.

"Daddy how could you?"

With that, the tugging on my shirt ceased. When I looked down my three babies were gone.

I didn't know what to do.

With all the courage that remained, I took a couple steps toward her. She didn't notice.

As I walked towards her, I realized her belly was growing. It started with a small bulge but the closer I went the more she grew.

"Granger? Please answer me." My voice luckily didn't shake.

Her belly grew larger, larger than the ones in my visions lately.

"Oh Merlin, Granger! Answer me!"

Like lightening, she flipped on her back and started screaming. So loud I covered my ears! Fuck. No. It couldn't be.

Her giant stomach was moving now.

"Granger! Oh, Granger, no Granger! Please no! Don't tell this is-"

She cut me off with another bloodcurdling scream.

More blood was dripping from her core.

"No! I'll go get help! No! Oh, no…" I was panicking. I put hands to my head then paced back and forth. I was turning red from all the panic. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

No.

At this rate…she was going to die…

Quickly, I swooped her up placing her on the white bed.

My shirt was stained with her blood now, as was the bed.

She kept screaming. I felt the need to faint, but I couldn't…not while she was like this. Oh, Granger.

I closed my eyes, while she squeezed my hand. Her shrieks rung in my ears, echoing throughout my head. What have I done?

I heard a baby cry, a baby!

Then another, and finally another…

All three…crying.

I slowly opened my eyes to see the crimson mess on the bed. But…no babies. The babies were gone.

I looked at Granger who was still holding my hand.

"Granger?"

Her eyes slowly opened.

They narrowed at me with a hate. Her could have said it all.

She opened her mouth, "You did this."

And with that, her grip disappeared and fell onto the bed as she closed her eyes one last time.

What have I done?

I gasped for air as I came to reality. I felt like shit unlike I did in that dream

What the actual fuck?

"Draco! You're finally awake mate!"

Huh?

I looked around. I was in Snape's classroom still. Except now in front of me stood Blaise, Potty, Pansy and Snape himself.

"I cleared the classroom after you're little show, Mr. Malfoy," declared Snape coldly, "Now drink this. It'll do you good."

Before I could grab it myself, he forced the vial in my mouth, forcing me to drink.

I started choking almost immediately.

"I tried to do it the easy way, Mr. Malfoy, but I told you, my patience runs out quickly. Especially after what happened here earlier."

"Yeah mate, I can't wait for your answer any longer either. It's now or never."

I looked at them with a stupid expression.

"I'll start," Snape said, "First of all, where are we?"

My mouth opened automatically, "Hogwarts School of Magic!" I looked at them wide eyed. No. They couldn't have. They wouldn't.

"What is your name?"

My mouth opened again, "Draco Lucius M-malfoy!" I tried to fight it that time.

"Okay it works. Please don't even try that, Malfoy. No matter what, the truth will come out. And I do mean the whole truth. So tell me, why have you been acting strange, don't even try to mention your father please?"

Before I could think straight words flowed out quickly, "Because we're connected."

"Who's we?"
"Rrrr-Gr-Granger!"

Potter flinched at the name, "What? Why Hermione? What's she got to do with this?"

"She's having my babies!" I gasped. It escaped from my lips. It was out now. I could feel my face draining from color as I looked around at their faces…they were all frozen, Snape's lips tightened in a thin line.

"I didn't mean for this to happen I swear! This wasn't my intention!" My face contorted ready to break down. "I mean I knew what was happening but… no. It went too far. It went way too far, but I didn't try to do anything when I knew she was pregnant, I know I should have! But I didn't! I didn't mean to hurt her I swear!"

They were all still frozen, before I even knew it I started sputter words leading into another breakdown. I was crying now. In front of everyone too.

"Bloke…" I heard Blaise start, "Was this…was this from that night?"

I shook my head for 'yes'.

"Malfoy," Potter gravely began, "What did you do to her exactly?"

I looked at him in his eyes as the words just flowed out.

"I forced her…I raped her."

And with that, Potter saw red. He swung at me. I didn't fight it, I couldn't. I was weak both on the inside and out. I deserved it. He hit me under my chin and gut multiple times and once I was fully on the ground he started kicking me. I deserved it. I wanted this for a while.

Snape and Blaise held him back. I could hear a ringing. All noise dropped to the background while I coughed up blood. This was incomparable to the blood in the dream.

I spit out the rest and sat back up; I knew I looked like a bloody mess.

"You fucking monster! How could you? I'll kill you!" his voice drowned out as Snape and Blaise locked him out the room.

Pansy stared at me, frozen. Unsure of what she was seeing. "Draco?"

I breathed out, "Yeah?"

"Why were you screaming 'three babies'?" She whispered with a large hint of worry.

"Because, I'm having three babies. Hermione Granger is having my children. Three of them exactly." And it was out. The secret was finally out. I was almost free. I still felt the weight of the secret, but most of it was off now.

I sighed, then stared at the ground full of my bloody spit.

I rubbed my nose. It stung. I knew it was broken.

"Snape?" She ran up to him, and from the looks of his surprised expression, he was being informed of the new issue.

Fuck.

He looked back at me then back at Pansy. Snape's face thought through the information, and within a minute apparated.

How'd he do that? I mean no one can apparate on school grounds.

I sat there for another minute or two, staring at the ground. Pansy and Blaise still stared at me like as if they were seeing me for the first time. I truly was a monster.

For once, my outside looked like my inside.

I heard a pop. He was back, but he wasn't alone.

"F-father!" I sputtered.

There he was, my father. Staring down at me with disappointment and anger.

"Get up."

I did so clumsily.

He scowled at me, examining me from bottom up.

"Let's get this over with," he said hatefully, "Have you been seeing visions into that mudblood's life?"

"Y-yes."

"Have you been able to feel her emotions?"

"Y-yes!"

How could he know this?

"Can you hear her thoughts clearly?"

"N-no. Not at all."

"Ah. Didn't think so," he looked at the ground for a moment, "Can you speak with her telepathically?"

I shook my head, "Not at all."

"Okay. Well." He shook his head and continued examining me. "She definitely is carrying your child. And you definitely left her alone. You need to do something now, Draco."

I looked up at him listening much more carefully now.

"You need to find her, and once you do, you can do one of two things- wed the mudblood or kill the bastard children resting in her stomach. Or do both if that pleases you. Just remember this, A Malfoy does not have bastard children."

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