Chap. 6 A Child?
'Congratulations, Seline.' He said dumbly. 'Quite young, but if you love the guy, whatever.'
'I do love him.' She replied hesitantly, 'I always have, even after I moved away.'
Draco raised his eyebrow and stared at her.
'What do you mean?' He asked.
'Draco, after I moved from London...I had a baby...a baby boy just nine months later. He's getting so big now, he's nearly 5.' She smiled.
'Seline...I don't...I don't...' He stuttered, he couldn't get words out.
'He's got the brightest blue eyes, Draco, just like yours.' She added.
Draco started to feel dizzy, his face paled.
'Draco? Are you okay?' She asked.
'You're lying.' He said quickly.
'No, Draco. I'm not. He's yours, I know we both didn't mean for that to happen so long ago, but mistakes go hand-in-hand with it's consequences. Nicolas is not a mistake, though, I love him so much. I still love you, Draco.' She said, silent tears fell from her cheeks.
Draco looked wildly back at Hermione, he couldn't believe Seline, he wouldn't. This can't happen to him. He life was going so great, God wouldn't do this to him, not now.
Hermione saw the pain and fear in Draco's eyes. She quickly ran over to him.
'Draco, what's wrong?' Hermione asked taking his hand.
'This is a dream...' He said aloud, but to himself.
'Draco, what are you talking about?' Hermione asked. Hermione then turned her attention over to the smiling Seline. 'What did you say to him?'
'I just told him some facts he needed to know about from a party four years ago.'
'Seline, i'm sorry if you can't forget about that night, but Draco has.'
'I cannot forget about that night.' Seline responded.
'Why not?' Hermione asked.
'Because I have a little boy to remind me of it everyday.' She responded.
Hermione stared at the woman and then looked at the silent Draco.
'Draco, what is she talking about?' Hermione asked looking into her eyes.
Draco didn't answer her. He looked to the floor. Hermione released his hand and backed away.
'Hermione, please, baby don't walk away.' Draco begged.
'You're a father?' Hermione asked, tears welling in her eyes.
'We don't know that for sure, Hermione, she just said it, I don't know if it's true or anything...' He said, praying that Seline was lying.
'I'm not lying Draco Malfoy. I have a four year old, blonde haired, blue eyed little boy. He's yours, and i've been taking care of him by myself for many years and I think he deserves to know who his father is.' Seline said passionately.
Draco looked down away from Hermione. He had to use all his strength to hold back his tears.
He then looked up at Seline.
'I need to be with Hermione, now. Please leave, come to Malfoy Manor tomorrow around two.
You can talk then.' Draco said sadly.
'Two.' Seline repeated and left.
Hermione watched Seline as she walked away.
'You have a child, Draco. A little boy.' Hermione said quietly.
'I don't know if it's mine. Seline could be lying.'
'Why would she lie, Draco Malfoy? Why? You did have sex with her! It is possible!' Hermione cried. She was angry, confused and sad all at the same time.
'It can't be. I can't be a father. I couldn't have gone all this time without knowing. I would have found out some how. Maybe Seline just got all emotional from seeing after all this time and she made it up.'
'I want to go home.' Hermione said.
'No. We have to figure this out. Your staying at the manor.'
'I don't want to.'
Draco glared at her.
'Are you telling me that if this so-called child is mine, your leaving me?' He asked accusingly.
Hermione just looked at him, but didn't say anything. Draco looked around, people were starting to stare.
'Come on.' He snapped, 'We are talking in the carriage.'
He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the theatre and into the awaiting black coach.
Hermione got in and sat at the opposite chair from him. Tears ran down her cheeks as she looked out of the window.
'Look at me.' Draco demanded.
She kept staring away from him.
'Answer my question.' He said.
She said nothing.
'God damnit, Hermione!' He cried. He put his hands to her face and turned it so it was looking at him. Her eyes became frightened. 'Are you leaving me if Seline is telling the truth?'
Tears flowed more freely from her eyes. Draco started to feel the salty drops on his hands, and he pulled them back. She didn't look away.
'Answer my fucking question.' He said quietly, but menacingly.
'I don't know.' She whispered.
'What?' He snapped.
'I don't know!' She cried, crying uncontrollably. 'This came out of nowhere, Draco! That woman loves you, and she's the mother of your child! How does someone not know he's a father!'
'I don't know if I am!' He yelled back.
'But you might be.' She retorted.
He sat back in his cushion and stared at Hermone. She looked back at the window, hiding her tear-streaked face from him.
He got up and moved over to sit next to her.
'Please look at me, Hermione.' He asked softly.
She obeyed. He looked into her hurting eyes.
'I love you, Hermione, not Seline. If I do have a child, i'm going to support it, not go and love Seline. Baby, I need you, especially now, I-I don't know what i'd do if you left me. I love you so much, please, Hermione.' He gently took her hands, 'I'm sorry I yelled at you and i'm sorry if I frightened you.'
'Draco, I love you too...but...'
'No, Hermione, just say you love me and keep it at that.' He begged.
'But if Seline is telling the truth then you already have a family.'
'I only have you and my mother. That is my family.' He replied.
'A son. A son is family. God, Draco!' She yelled taking her hands away from him. 'Why did you
have to be so stupid?'
'I was drunk, Hermione! It was a mistake! A god damn mistake, I told you I was fucking sorry!
We talked about this already! I had fucking sex with her, I didn't mean for it to happen!'
'Stop!' Hermione cried, 'Stop yelling and swearing at me! This is not my fault!'
'You knew everything about my past that I knew! I told you everything! I didn't know I had a
child, I would have told you, you know I would have. You and I will still go to France, you'll
teach and i'll teach, nothing has to change, Hermione! I still want to marry you, nothing will change that.'
Then the carriage stopped, Hermione looked outside and saw the door to the Malfoy Manor.
'Good night, Draco.' Hermione said softly, her breath shaky from crying, 'Don't use the portrait.'
He stared at her as she quickly got out of the carriage and walked away from him.
Hermione walked in to the large mansion. Narcissa came out from the library.
'It's late! Nearly midnight!' Narcissa said smiling, 'And my, don't you look pretty! Did you two have fun?'
'I'm sorry, Narcissa, I don't feel like talking.' Hermione said, voice breathy. She then ran up the stairs as best as she could in her dress.
Draco then came in.
'What did you do to Hermione?' Narcissa asked accusingly.
'Don't talk to me.' He snapped walking away from her.
'What? Draco Julian Malfoy! You do NOT talk to your mother that way! Now you get your self back here and tell me what happened.' She cried, hands on hips.
He walked into the library and broke down.
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Hermione ran into her room quickly took of her dress. A elegant black slip was what she had on now. She ran over to the large bed and laid down. She grabbed and overstuffed pillow and cried into it.
'How can this be happening?' She asked herself.
She knew she loved Draco, more than anything, but how can he be a father. He's not even 18.
She didn't want to be a mother, or step-mother, her and Draco already were almost parents, how is this happening again?
Hermione got out of the bed and went to the bay window in the room and sat in it. She looked up into the dark sky.
'If you're up there-' She said aloud, 'Why are you letting this happen?'
She continued to ask Him many things. She prayed that everything would be alright. She cried as she prayed long and hard. She realized she hadn't prayed in what seemed like forever. She eventually cried herself to sleep at the big bay window.
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'Draco, you have to take the consequences of your actions like a man. If it does wind up that you are the father of this girl's baby, you MUST support it.'
'I know, but Hermione, she wants to leave me...'
'She is just afraid, she loves you. Don't worry about it, Draco, if you and Hermione are meant to be, then nothing will separate you. I love Hermione almost as much as you do, son, I don't want to lose her either, and you won't...if you control your temper and if you talk things over with her...in her time.' Narcissa explained, 'Now, what time is this girl coming over?'
'I told her two.'
'She's staying with?'
'Charlotte, a girl I used to be friends with, I don't think you'll remember her.'
'I don't, but why don't you have Charlotte come over, too. Maybe she can be of help, too. She'll know if Seline's lying or not, right?'
'I don't know. I guess.'
'Well, tomorrow, call Charlotte, use the wizarding communications person locator.'
Draco stood up.
'I will, mother.'
He was about to leave when Narcissa spoke up again.
'And for the record, Draco, I am very disappointed in you for not telling me of Seline, that party, or your promiscuity earlier.'
He nodded.
'But,' She added, 'I think you've had enough punishment for one night, so i'll punish you for that after all this had blown-over.'
He nodded.
'Good night, Draco.'
'Night, mother.'
'And Draco give her time' Narcissa said speaking of Hermione 'Its a lot for her to take in right now ok'
'ok'
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