Chap. 7 “I Cried.”
Hermione woke up early that morning, with the sun. She found herself still sitting in the window, holding a pillow next to her tightly.
She had hoped everything she remembered about Draco and Seline had been a nightmare, but it wasn't. She couldn't be here when Seline came. She knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. She had to talk to someone, someone who could help.
She got up from her position and walked over to a desk and took out a scroll and quill. She quickly started to write things sloppily down. She then crept over to Draco's room, through the portraits. She saw his eagle owl perched near his window. Draco was asleep, it was only six morning still. She pet the bird softly, he looked at her, recognised her, took the letter. She whispered some things to the bird, then he took off. She went to Draco's bed side and stared at him. She could see he had a rough night, and probably had just gone to sleep and hour or two ago. A silent tear ran down her cheek as she walked away from him and went back to her room.
A few minutes later Draco's eagle owl came into her room, with a letter. She took it and read it quickly. She set the letter down and gathered some things. She then apparated to the writer of the letter's house.
At about eight Draco woke up restlessly. He had received four horrible hours of sleep. Sleep that was interrupted by nightmares that he could not forget. He realised he had just been dreaming of what was actually going on. His relationship on the rocks, the woman he loved and cherished second guessing him. He couldn't live like this. He had to get a hold of Charlotte to see what was going on with Seline...but first he had to try and talk to his love. He went through the portrait and walked quietly into Hermione's room, not sure if she would be asleep. He found the room empty.
He ran to his mother's room. She was awake, reading in a chair.
'Good morning Draco. How are you feeling?' She asked sweetly.
'Where's Hermione? Is she downstairs? Is she in here? Where is she?' He asked desperately.
Narcissa stood up.
'She hasn't been here, I figured you both were asleep. She's not in her room?'
'No! Where is she?'
'I don't know, Draco. Maybe she's down stairs.'
Draco ran out of the room and down stairs, running over a house elf as he flew.
'Apologies Master!' the little elf cried.
'No, i'm sorry, but have you seen Hermione?' Draco asked.
'No no no Miss Granger hasn't been down here. But I thinks she woke up quite early today, I heard her sir.'
Draco then went back to his room, through on decent clothes and apparated. He was in front of a nice home and quickly ran up to knock on the door. A older woman answered the door.
'Oh, hello Draco. I wasn't expecting you. Anything wrong?'
'Mrs. Granger, is Hermione here?' Draco said as calm as possible, as to not worry her mother.
'No. Is she supposed to be?'
'Well...we're playing a game and I just thought she might be hiding here. Could I check her room quickly?'
'Of course, come right in.'
Draco thanked her and walked quickly downstairs to Hermione's room. She was not there. Draco leaned up against on of her shelves, accidentally hitting the radio. It turned on, Draco was about to turn it off when he caught a few words and decided to listen to the song.
We shared such a special love
It seemed to have no end
But now it hurts me just to remember
Your eyes used to tell me so much
That words could never find
And now you say you don´t know
Where your future lies
But you´ve got to find it now
Or get left behind
Please don´t turn me away
I can´t forget it all in just one day
Take some time to speak your mind
But say it´s not over
Please don´t turn me away
Don´t close the door on us this way
I´m so sure that there´s much more
You just have to tell me
Draco slid down against the wall as the words circulated through his mind. He thought he was strong enough to hold in tears about this whole ordeal with Seline, Hermione, and "his" child, but he couldn't be strong anymore. His face fell into his hands and the tears flowed. He couldn't bare to lose Hermione, she was the only person he's ever truly loved or even cared about, other than his mother. Hermione made him who he is now, not his mother, not his father, not himself...Hermione did that. She was always there when he needed her, even if he rejected her.
'But why can't she be here now when I need her most?' He asked himself.
Remember those fireside nights
It´s not that long ago
You said you wanted to stay there forever
I gave you the strength of my hand
When things were running low
I didn´t know you would go back on
What you said
There must be some reasons there
That you don´t want to share
Please don´t turn me away
I can´t forget it all in just one day
Take some time to speak your mind
But say it´s not over
Please don´t turn me away
Don´t close the door on us this way
I´m so sure that there´s much more
You just have to tell me
He couldn't handle anymore of these words. He quickly thought of his manor and apparated there. He appeared in Hermione's bedroom. She still was not there. He walked out of the room sadly. He went into his father's office to use the Wizarding Communications Locator to find Charlotte's address. He had to know what was going on. He needed time to plan out what he was going to do about the whole thing. He sat down at his father's large black desk and looked through magical books. He finally found the number.
'Privyne, Charlotte.' He said aloud when he saw it. He quickly wrote a long letter of questions to her and owled it quickly.
Draco paced the room as he waited and constantly looked up at the clock.
'Noon...fucking Seline won't be here until two thank merlin.' He thought to himself.
After what seemed like hours, even though it was not more than a half, his eagle owl flew through the window landing on his shoulder.
Draco took the letter and shooed the owl away.
Draco, I should tell you, Seline is staying with me because she wanted to find you. She hoped she'd find you somehow. She saw pictures of you I guess like three months ago, pictures of you and her when you were 14, and she felt she needed you. Draco...there is no child.
Draco read these four words over and over again. there is no child. there is no child. 'There isn't a kid...' He said aloud, 'I'm not a father!'
He threw the note into his pockets and ran out of the room.
'Mother!' He cried.
He slid down the banister of the staircase quickly.
'Mother!'
Narcissa glided quickly into the main hall.
'What is it Draco!'
Draco ran up to her and looked down at her.
'I'm not a father.'
'What?'
'I'm not Seline's baby's father! There is no baby! She made it up!'
Narcissa smiled.
'Well, I think there's a girl who would like to hear this. Have you found Hermione?'
'No, goddamn where is she!' Draco cried.
'Draco!' Narcissa snapped.
'I mean golly gee I hope I can find her and FAST!' Draco cried running back up the stairs into Hermione's room.
'Hermione, where are you?' He asked himself. He scanned the room. He then noticed a scroll that was laying on her desk.
The note was written in sloppy cursive.
Sure, Hermione. You can come over, i'll be happy to listen. I was worried when I hadn't heard from you in so long, I guess I had reason to. Make sure you invision my room closely, so you don't wind up in Uncle Vernon's room or something! Or worse, Dudley's...he might try to do some weird things to you...he's grown into quite the little prick. I'll be waiting. See you soon.
Draco stared at the note. 'Uncle?' he thought, 'Who lives with their Uncle?'
He thought for a few seconds...
'Potter.'
Draco then realised he had no idea what Harry's house looked like, so he couldn't envision it to apparate there. He decided he had to resort to his mother.
He ran back down stairs.
'Mother!'
'Yes dear?' She asked from the conservatory.
'Where's bloody Harry Potter live? You were related to his godfather, you should know.'
'Dursley's? Right?'
'What?'
'Harry's Uncle's name is Dursley right?'
'How should I know!' Draco said sharply.
'Stop sounding cruel, Draco. You're going to have to do some sweet talking to Hermione to get every thing back to normal between you two.'
'Yeah, thanks for the reminder...back to Potter's place of residence.'
'Yes, I know the Dursley's. They live in a muggle neighborhood. Number Four, Privet Drive I believe.'
'Thanks.'
Draco then jumped into his father's European black luxury muggle car, so he wouldnt stand out too much.
It took Draco about a half hour to find it...speeding. He then stopped outside the house, but not in the driveway. He then remembered what the note said about Harry's uncle and cousin. He didn't want them to know he was there. He looked up and figured the window with new bars was Harry's. Time to climb.
Draco was thankful that he was in black loose slacks and a normal green button-up dress shirt, it was comfortable and easy to move in. He held his wand in his mouth, assuming he'd need it.
He jumped onto a drain pipe and some how shimmied up onto the roof, outside Harry's window.
Draco took his wand and muttered, 'Diffindo'. The bars spilt and Draco pulled them off. Then the curtains swung open revealing a shocked Harry Potter.
'Malfoy!'
'Open the fucking window, Harry.' Draco demanded, but called Harry Harry, trying to get Harry to trust him, no matter what Hermione may or may not have said.
Draco looked around for Hermione, but she wasn't there. Harry opened the window and Draco jumped in.
'Where's Hermione?' Draco asked.
'She's not here anymore. She was, for quite some time, but she left like an hour ago.'
'Where'd she go?'
'Back to your place. That's where her stuff is.' Harry replied.
Draco's face dropped.
'That's where her stuff is...to take it back to her own house.' Draco thought to himself.
'What did she say to you, Potter? I know your her best friend, i'm sure she told you everything.'
'I'm sure she did, too.'
'Potter, I know it's none of your business, but I feel I should tell you that that girl Seline,
Hermione told you about i'm sure, is crazy.'
'I also heard she has a child that's possibly yours, Malfoy.'
'There isn't a child.' Draco sighed.
'There's what?'
'Seline made it up. She said that hoping i'd go back to her, not that I was ever with her.'
'You were with her one night at least...' Harry mumbled.
'THAT was a mistake. Hermione knows that.' Draco responded sharply, 'I don't care what you think, but no matter how stupid I can be or was at one time, I love Hermione more than life in itself. And I don't want to lose her.'
'Than I suggest go talking to her...she's probably at your manor still.' Harry said crossing his arms.
Draco nodded and jumped out of the window, slid down at pipe and sat in his car.
'Uhh...you gonna fix my bars, mate?' Harry called down.
'Oh, sorry.' Draco said. 'Reparo.'
The bars molded together once more and Draco drove away quickly.
Draco was once again back at his manor running. He ran through the front doors and up into Hermione's room.
He stopped when he walked in. He let out a heavy sigh when he saw her. His baby was there still. He finally saw her, he found her.
She stared at the out of breath Draco, who stared right back into her deep set brown eyes.
'Hermione--' He finally sighed.
Hermione gave him a small smile as she sat in the bay window. She had a very pretty white dress on that was crawling up on her leg, but Draco made no notice. He just gazed at the face he had been longing to see all day.
He walked up to her slowly. Once he reached her and sat down and took her hands.
'I'm so sorry Hermione. I know I was stupid, so stupid for yelling at you last night and becoming upset. You had every right to--'
She interrupted him.
'No, Draco. I love you. Do you know what those words mean? I didn't until a few hours ago. Loving someone is loving them, staying with them through the good and the bad. No matter how confusing or chaotic. I was dumb for second-guessing you and me. That's not love. Leaving you because of a mistake I already forgave you for is not love. I want to be here with you, through everything you have to go through because you were there for me. I'm the one who should be apologising, I doubted you...I doubted us. I was scared...I was scared that we would not last with this child...then I realised how stupid I was being...well, actually Harry told me how stupid I was. And I am truly sorry, Draco. I love you so much.' She said looking a bit flushed. 'And I know you have to support this child--'
'Hermione.'
'-and I am going to support you while you do so. I'll be here for you, for all of it because I want to be. I want to do anything and everything for you. I want to be with you, and if that means becoming a step-mother, then I will.--'
'Hermione.'
'-I love you and your son, Draco--'
'Hermione!'
'What?' She asked finally acknowledging that he was saying something.
Draco smiled at her.
'Hermione...there is no child.'
She burrowed her eyebrows at him.
'What did you say?' She asked.
'Hermione...Seline made it up. There is no child.'
'H-H-How do you know that?'
'Charlotte said it was all a rouge, Seline thought that i'd go back to her if I thought we had a child...she's crazy...Hermione I am not a father.'
Little tears formed in the corners of Hermione's eyes as she looked into Draco's crystal ones.
Hermione laughed a nervous, relived laugh and hugged him.
Draco planted little kisses Hermione's neck and face.
'I love you so much baby.' Draco said as he kissed her, 'I couldn't bare to lose you...you are the reason my life is as happy as it is right now. I need you so much.'
'I need you too.' She said as she received his kisses happily.
He pulled away for a moment.
'I cried.' He said.
'What?'
'At a song...I cried.'
'You did?' Hermione asked smiling.
'I went to your parent's house to look for you and I accidentally turned on your radio and it played a song. The words hit me hard...my heart felt like it was being twisted. I sat in your room and cried.'
Hermione began to cry a little as he said this.
'What were the words?' She asked quietly.
'Something about please don't turn me away, it can't be over, it hurts me to remember and now you say you don't know about the future...'
'Oh, Draco...' She said sadly. 'I'm so sorry.'
'It felt like the song was made about us. It was exactly what was happening and I couldn't bear to listen to the whole thing even.'
Hermione caressed Draco's face softly.
'I'm sorry I left this morning...I just needed someone to talk to who would be more impartial.'
'Potter, yeah, I know. I talked to him.'
'You talked to Harry?' She asked surprised, 'When?'
'About a half hour before I found you in here. I came from his Uncle's house. When I got there, he said you had left a few hours before I came.'
'How'd you know I went there.'
'He's your best friend...and I found a note he owled you.'
'What did you say to Harry...he's okay...isn't he?'
A small smirk appeared on Draco's face.
'Yes. He's fine. We were civil.'
'I'm so proud.' She smiled.
'As you should be...but now Potter knows about Seline...and that just gives him more reasons to distrust me with you.'
'He's the one who told me to come back here, Draco.'
'What?'
'Harry told me if I truly loved you that I wouldn't let anything get in the way of that...including your past.'
'Potter said that?' Draco asked, eyebrow raised.
Hermione nodded smiling up at him.
'Mmhm. Owe Potter one I guess...' Draco frowned.
'Yup...me too.'
Hermione leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
'Do you know how handsome you are?' She asked.
'Yes, actually, I do.' He joked.
'Mmm...cute and a sense of humor...I think you're a keeper!' She giggled.
He smiled and replied, 'Good, cause i wasn't planning on leaving.'
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