CHAPTER THIRTY NINE- Flawed
"How did you know?" Hermione asked right off the bat. She would be leaving this house one-way or the other even if it meant harming Malfoy. She had been so careful, how could he possibly know?
"My son was the one to alert me," Malfoy said still shaking. "My blood flows through this house. I bled for it. Carrying him inside you when you entered my quarters triggered it," he explained.
"That is Dark magic," Hermione said disgusted. She knew what he meant- his blood was in the walls of Black Landing.
Slowly he began pulling items out of her bag to inspect. "I knew you would find your parents eventually. Did you listen to my conversations?" Malfoy said examining a children's jumper.
"The library," she said honestly. Her hand was on her wand beneath her cloak. She would have to strike him at the perfect moment.
"You're mad if you think you're taking my son away from me," he said standing, dumping the last of the bag's contents on the floor. No matter, Hermione thought. She only needed the Floo powder.
"You're mad if you think my child will ever know your name," Hermione hissed. "I am giving you a fair warning, step away or I will cut you down where you stand," she said.
In actuality she hadn't planned to give him a chance. She would strike as soon as he looked away. He would have done the same to her.
"You'll never see him. You realize that? I'll send you away to live out your days in solitude," Malfoy yelled. Now both husband and wife had drawn their wands at each other.
"I will not be the one punished," she said almost laughing. Her determination was stronger than his. She was going to leave this house.
"Our lives will not be ruled by my licentious husband. You will never find us," she boasted. Before he could throw another insult back she threw a curse to his chest.
Quickly he deflected it and charged for Hermione. She had been expecting a magical assault rather than a physical one and was unprepared.
In his rage he flung her to the floor with all his strength behind him. Hermione let out a terrible cry and felt liquid flow between her legs. Malfoy threw her on her back ready to give her a final blow when he saw the dark fluid ooze beneath her.
"Draco, what have you done?" Hermione said before she lost consciousness.