Baby of Mine
Plot: 'Malfoy, I'm pregnant.' 'Well then I feel sorry for the bloke that knocked you up.' 'You're the father.' The two ex-students get into a little bit of a mess after a Ministry party, and have to deal with the consequences.
Disclaimer: I don’t own J.K. Rowling, or the characters.
chapter image by the_tofuubeaver @ TDA
Chapter Fourteen: If We Ever Meet Again
Fourteen days into the search and so far they had found nothing. They were dirty, grimy and they weren’t allowed to have contact with anyone on this mission. A month was a long time and although Draco wasn’t sure what they would find on this mission, he was more worried about Hermione. It wasn’t like she couldn’t take care of herself, it was mostly Ian, and he couldn’t trust him. He needed to keep his mind on track; loosing focus would only distract him.
“The last time we checked, there were three murders here, all rape. We can still see bloodstains on the ground, which means it was recent.” Harry told them.
“Potter, it doesn’t mean that you can easily tell if it’s the exact victims that were searching for. You’re forgetting were not in the same country, many deaths have occurred here.” Draco mentioned.
“Maybe not, but we don’t have anything else to go on.” Harry argued.
It was true; they hadn’t had much information to go on, they went through each and every file of Greyback’s but nothing stood out, nothing at all. They had even asked Mr. Tajo to verify the files and once again, there was no answer. Draco wanted to know how Greyback was killing all these women, but never being noticed, never leaving a trail. They’ve had to leave London on more than one occasion because of Greyback. These murders weren’t adding up. He couldn’t be in two places at once. Apparitions were traced automatically if they were travelling out of the country. There was no way Greyback was going anywhere without being tracked. Yet somehow he was, it just didn’t make any sense.
“Let’s just take a break, for a moment. Sitting here arguing isn’t going to help us.” Ron said.
It was true, they had been at this for days, arguing, keeping watch. It was tiring to say the least. Draco would probably never like the Golden Trio but he was trying to make an effort. It didn’t help that he worked with them practically every day. For the sake of the job; they worked together well. Arguments would never stop between them. Sometimes Draco would pick a fight with them, just to see them annoyed and angry at him.
In some ways he was still the mean bully at Hogwarts but there were times when he acted civilly and mature towards them. He couldn’t really help it, his father had always told him that everyone was below him, that no one was superior to the Malfoy’s and that they should learn their place in society. He didn’t think that way anymore but it was stilled into his brain from birth and it was hard to let go. Hell, he was going to have a half-blood child that had to mean something right?
She let out a scream, lighting her wand immediately, looking for the source. She could hear footsteps but had no idea where it was coming from.
“Hermione, is that you?”
She recognized the voice immediately, wondering what he was doing here, at night in the ministry of all places. His wand was lit as well, shining practically in her face.
“Ian, what are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same thing, isn’t it your day off?”
She didn’t register the fact that he even knew she had the day off; it wasn’t his business what she was doing at the Ministry. She was more curious by the fact that he got in the building in the first place when there are security at every exit and floo stations.
“What are you doing here, how did you get in the building?”
“I have my ways; the security guard at the front recognized me and told me to go right in even though I’m not an Auror anymore.”
“You have no reason to be here Ian, so why are you?”
“I came to see you.” He told her, “I ran into Malfoy earlier and I figured that you would be here even on your day off.”
“You don’t know me anymore Ian, a lot has changed since you left.”
“I can see that.”
She could tell he was looking at her stomach again, it made her uncomfortable. She wasn’t with him anymore, his opinion didn’t matter either. She had no idea why he wanted to see her either considering how late it actually was. She realized now why all the lights went out now, considering the hour the ministry workers aren’t here this late and therefore the lights turn off.
She loved to research she just had no idea she’d been there so long. It reminded her of her school days at Hogwarts when she would study for her O.W.L.S. or N.E.W.T.S, they had been important to her and she had wanted her grades to be up to par. She was tired now and wanted to sleep and she was craving pickles and strawberry ice cream, unluckily for her Draco wasn’t here to get it for her.
“You still didn’t answer my question, why are you here?”
“Well it just seems Malfoy can’t take care of you while he’s gone so I thought I’d step in and help you.”
Now she was curious, he’d hardly been back a week in London and now he all of a sudden wanted to help her? Where was he when he left and she had to pick up the pieces herself? Where was he when she had to deal with going to the Ministry balls by herself because she couldn’t be bothered with a date? After he had left there’d been no letters, no owl from him. What was she suppose to expect from him?
“I don’t need your help Ian; I have Ginny and Luna to help me while he’s gone.”
“Yes, but you don’t have a man. You can’t honestly tell me Malfoy treats you right? You know what he was like in school and he’s hardly a friendly person and to be honest I don’t like the fact that he’s the father of your child. You don’t know what he’s capable of.
“You don’t get to decide my life decisions anymore Ian, I’m happy with my life now and I don’t need your help. Draco treats me fine and I don’t think its any of your business anymore."
"Of course it's my business, we were engaged Hermione. Normally to some people in a relationship that means something." He told her.
"Yes, and you broke things off when you decided to leave the country. It's not my fault you wanted to work with your father, you ended things between us Ian."
"I had never wanted us to end because of it. I loved you Hermione and I still do, i wish you could see that."
"How can i even trust you? I received no word from you, in all that time you were gone. Maybe it's time you realize that maybe we just weren't meant to be. We’re not in a relationship anymore and I have a child to take care of now, you lost your chance and even though Draco isn't who I'm meant to spend my life with, I don't regret it. So if you’ll excuse me I have to go ho—“
She never did finish her sentence for she felt a huge pain in her stomach and it definitely wasn’t the baby kicking her. She felt something warm and looked down to see red. There was blood flowing downwards and all she could feel was pain. She could feel her vision going, she was falling. The last thing she felt or heard before she faded was someone’s arms catching her in mid grip and the sound of apparition.
She unlocked the door to her store, wondering why she was here herself in the middle of the night. She was still surprised that the Ministry had pitched in and helped her build her store back the way it was before all the damage. There would be a reopening tomorrow morning and all her regular customers had received news about it. Pansy was excited, she looked back on the days of Hogwarts and couldn’t believe all that had changed since then. She had made a living for herself and could not believe how selfish she had been back in her youth. She figured she would double check now to make sure everything was all set instead of in the morning where she preferred the extra sleep.
She'd been alone for many years after the war, preferring to be by herself where she couldn't hurt anyone anymore, couldn't cause them pain. She remembered him and how happy he had made her, but their relationship was quick and thankfully didn't end in suffering, though she never did see him again. She didn't know why she was thinking of him after four years, there were no pictures of them, no present memory of them in her thoughts and yet she couldn't help remember how he had kept her safe, how kind he'd been when she was being an utter bitch to people. She regretted letting him go but she knew she would probably never see him again anyways. He hadn't given her a second thought either since Hogwarts.
Before she could enter, she heard a noise sounding from the back alley near her store. She knew she shouldn’t investigate; it wasn’t her place or problem for that matter. She was curious and wanted to know what was going on. The minute she did, she regretted it instantly. He was tall, with sharp teeth pointing, dripping with blood. There was nowhere for her to run and she knew exactly who he was, who he’d been acquainted with. She couldn’t hide not from him, he was a werewolf with hyperactive senses and he could easily smell her fear. All she could do was scream.
She could hear movement around her but had no idea where she was, she opened one eye and realized how blinding the light in the room was. She realized that she was at St. Mungos. She could barely move and she felt heavily bandaged.
“You gave me quite the scare Pans.”
She recognized his voice instantly, she had only had just been thinking of him before she'd been attacked, wondering why he was here and why now, how did he know she was here?
“Blaise, is that you?”
She tried to feel her fingers and luckily for her she could. She reached for his hand, taking in the warmth. God, she had missed him.
“You’ve broken a few bones Pans, nothing too serious though.”
“Someone attacked you, my guess, I just happened to be coming out of a pub nearby and found you on the ground. Do you remember anything?”
Did she remember his face, bloody and mouth watering. He had been staring at her as if she was going to be his next pray. She was able to recall her taking a step back from the alley, trying to make a run for it, though he was too fast and had captured her in an instant. She had kicked and screamed, gratefully thanking the god's that it was not a full moon, though she knew she would have been dead in an instant had it been. She couldn't remember much after that.
“Bits and pieces, you didn’t happen to see who it was?”
Did she actually want to tell him the truth, or have her lie to him one more time. This was serious but she figured if she kept quiet, all her problems would go away. She knew that Draco was on a mission searching specifically for him, if she told Blaise who exactly attacked her last night or was it this morning? Would that ruin everything the Aurors had gone through just to find him? She had know idea where they were and she had no idea if they had spotted him while on mission. It could have been just a coincidence that she saw him last night, maybe another follower. But there was no way she had mistaken him, could she?
“Do I have any specific marks on me? Did the healer say anything to you?”
“You have one bite, near your leg but it’s all healed. I found you pretty quickly.”
"It was Greyback." She whispered. She knew that she couldn't really lie to him anymore, he had been there for her when no one else was.
"Please tell me you didn't just say Greyback, as in werewolf Greyback that Draco is trying to find at this very moment." He sounded angry but she knew it wasn't directed at her, thankfully. She could only nod her head and let the tears fall in which she had been holding in since she'd woken up.
He had finished muttering and gently placed his arms around her shoulders, holding her like he had back in Hogwarts. "I've missed you, I've missed us." He told her quietly, for one moment she had thought she was dreaming. But he was still there, still holding her as if he never wanted her to let go.
"I've missed us too."
He been pacing the hallway for more than half an hour, he hadn't heard a word from one healer and it was driving him crazy. He hadn't even bothered to send any owls yet, though he knew he should have, he just wanted confirmation as to what was going on with her.
As he was about to pace the whole corridor again, a healer in charge came out of the room, walking towards him.
"Are you Mister Malfoy?"
He wanted to lie and say that he was, but he knew her doctor would not recognize him and know that he was lying. "No, sir I'm not."
"Is Miss Granger's parents here then?"
Was her situation a lot worse than he could have imagined that her parents needed to be here? "I, I was just about to owl them."
"Alright then, until you do unfortunately we can't tell you any information unless you have a relation to Miss Granger, I'm sure you understand." He just nodded and proceeded to owl the people the most important to Hermione.
He knew whatever had happened to Hermione, he wasn't going to like it, not one bit.
He was starting to give up on this mission, there had been no sight of him their entire trip and he was tired. He wanted to go home and not have to deal with this bullshit. Both Weasley and Potter were asleep near him, he was supposed to be keeping watch but he could feel his eyes drifting. Suddenly he heard an owl hooting above him, with two letters attached to the owl's leg.
He shouted towards his partners to wake up, wondering what was going on. Were they being called back to London? Did Mr. Tajo find another clue
"What is it?" Weasley asked.
"There's an owl, do you think it's from Mr. Tajo?"
"I highly doubt that, if he needed us to come back to London, he would have sent a portkey right away." Potter rationalized as he yawned. They were all tired.
Ron grabbed the letters before they could argue anymore. He decided to read it out loud.
"Draco, Potter and Weasley,
You need to get back to London asap. Normally i wouldn't ask this of you but it's kind of important. Pansy was attacked last night night, apparently Greyback is back in London. Don't worry she's okay, just a scratch. we're just lucky it wasn't a full moon. Either way, he's been in London for a couple of times or he hasn't for quite some time. Please hurry, I can't and won't let my friends get hurt by this bastard.
"I guess we're not needed here any longer."
"We still haven't opened up the other letter, Weasley."
"Harry and Ron,
I didn't want to have to tell you this news, Hermione's in the hospital at the moment. The healer's won't tell me anything at the moment, though i've tried reaching her parents but so far there's been no response. The healers said that they need someone who relates to Hermione before they can disclose any information, so if you can as soon as possible to come back to London.
"Were not related to Hermione though."
"I don't think that's what he means Ron." Potter told him. Draco couldn't speak, barely heard a word they said. Hermione was in the hospital, which meant something was wrong whether she was injured or it had something to do with the baby, his baby
"Let's pack up and get out of here please." He told them calmly.
They didn't say a word to him, just did as they were told. They had apparated to the Ministry in a matter of five minutes. He put his stuff quickly in his office, he didn't bother to change or even to wait for Potter and Weasley. He needed to know what had happened and he needed to know now.
End of chapter: So what did you think? What's going to happen? You'll soon find out!
I'm really sorry for how long this chapter took to come out and i know most of you will be pretty angry with me because of how long it took. I've had huge massive amount of writer's block for a long time now but i'm starting to come back with ideas now. I'm in school which is why it will also take awhile for another update, though i promise you'll not have to wait another four months or so for another chapter *hopefully*
I'm also looking for a beta for this story and my previously beta had a lot of stuff going on and had to back out. So if any of you are interested, let me know!
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