"Scorpius!" Hermione shouted, earning herself a few looks from the commoners in Knockturn Alley. A few passer-bys looked into the Alley when they heard the familiar name. Immediately, she sent a message with her patronus to the Auror office—something didn't feel right about this situation.
"MAMA!" Scorpius yelled back. She could tell that someone covered his mouth by the muffling that followed. Her head snapped towards the direction his voice came from and followed it. She halted to a stop when she found them, right outside of Borgins and Burkes.
"Let him go." She demanded. Her wand was out and ready for a duel.
"We meet again, Auror Granger." Under the hood, two rows of perfect teeth greeted her. That voice sounded so familiar, but she couldn't put a finger to it.
"What do you want?" Hermione gritted out. She's tired of the games the Death Eaters play before they attack and by the looks of this, it seemed like he was one of them too. It was her fault that Scorpius was involved.
"Nothing." He shrugged while tightening his grip on Scorpius, causing him to call out in pain. Then, he revealed his bloodshot blue eyes.
Hermione gasped in surprise and shock. He was a charming looking young man who goes by the name Sebastian Rookwood. His dirty blonde hair, breath-taking blue eyes, and well-built body could easily trick anyone into thinking he was a good person. He was also known as one of the 'MUST CAPTURE' list in the Auror Department. That was the report she was reading about not ten minutes ago, but she could really care less. She only wanted Scorpius to be safe.
"Rookwood, let him go." She snarled as she circled the man.
"Aww, is this little man yours?" He pouted in mock sympathy. "I'm afraid that will not be possible, Auror Granger. The Greengrasses have ordered me to, let's just say, eliminate their grandson. Such a pity, he's such a charmer."
"Don't you dare," She growled as she slowly stepped forward.
"Ah, ah, ah." He said, as he pressed his wand tip on Scorpius' temple. "One more step and you will say goodbye to him. Just turned three a few months ago, am I correct?"
Hermione froze immediately and her breath caught. "What else do you want? I know that's not all you want."
"Such a smart girl." He smirked. If only he wasn't a Death Eater, she could be feeling weak in her knees now. "I want your life. Draco Malfoy will pay me back what he owed me."
"Wh-What?" her stance faltered for a moment before straightening up again. "What did Draco Malfoy do?"
"He killed my wife during the war. I've only tolerated with him for so long because he married a Greengrass and I've made an Unbreakable to swear I will never hurt the Greengrasses family." He growled. "I may be a Death Eater but my wife isn't. "
"I'm sorry to hear that." Hermione sighed, remembering how many families lost wives, daughters, mothers, sons, husbands and fathers.
"It's all in the past now." He shrugged, the evil glint in his eyes appeared. "Everything will be alright when you're gone from this world."
Scorpius' grey eyes turned watery at the sound of it. His small body sagged against his taker and regretted everything he said to his mama. Hermione choked on her own breath and time seems to stop.
Sebastian laughed as he picked Scorpius up by his clothes. "Look, even the boy understands."
"Mr. Rookwood." Hermione said after taking in a deep breath. "Put him down and let him go."
Sebastian Rookwood chuckled as he slightly released his hold on Scorpius. "Alright, but I have one condition."
"What is it?" Fear crept up from her spine. Suddenly, she was very afraid of what he was about to say. So much for Gryffindor courage.
"We have a duel." He smirked. "You win, I'll let the two of you go. However, if you lose-"
That sentence didn't even need to be finished. It was expected in a way. Hermione never thought they would get away so quickly.
"Fine." Her voice shook a little, and then she repeated in a stronger voice, holding her wand higher and appeared more confident. "Fine."
"Incancerous." He hissed. Ropes tied Scorpius seconds after he muttered the spell. Then, not so carefully, he sat Scorpius down on the sidewalk. "Ready, Ms Granger?"
"Stupefy!" She shouted mentally as she pointed her wand at her opponent. She had mastered nonverbal use of spell before her Auror career started.
Green and red jets of light shot out from each other's wands as Scorpius watched terrified at the sidewalk. It seemed ages for Scorpius until he saw Uncle Harry running towards them.
"Uncle Hawy!" Scorpius shouted through tears as he struggled on the binding ropes. "Uncle Hawy!"
Sebastian immediately saw to it. He muttered another spell, his wand wand making a slashing motion as he smirked.
"Viscus Malum." Hermione's eyes widened at the familiar gesture as she ran forward and covered Scorpius' little body with her body. She gasped in pain as the purple flame hit her back.
"Mama! Mama!" Scorpius shouted as she fell onto the ground gasping for air. She felt the damage the curse inside. Internal damage. She remembered as she tried to stay conscious.
"Stupefy!" Harry hollered. His aiming skills had improved vastly as compared to his younger days. His stunning spell hit his target before his target can apparate and he himself ran straight to his best friend. "Mione!"
"Scorpius, come here." He said quickly as he held onto his best friend. The three-year-old ran towards Harry's open arm and sobbed into his clothes.
"I didn't mean for mama to get hurt." He cried. "Scorpius was a bad bad boy."
"Shhh." Harry soothed. "Mama's going to be fine."
Then, he stood up and commanded his team. "Take Rookwood to Azkaban. Immediately."
"A'ight, capt'n." Seamus replied. He had decided to become an Auror to everyone's surprise. "Go quickly. Dolohov's curse is awful."
"Yeah." He sighed, remembering the times during the war where most of the Light fighters were hit with that spell. It was horrible. "Hang in there, Mione!"
Then, he held onto his best friend and Scorpius and apparated to St Mungos.
A week later
War-heroine Hermione Granger injured in the latest Death Eater capture
21-year-old Hermione Granger, an auror and guardian to the Malfoy heir, Scorpius Malfoy, was hit by the infamous Antonin Dolohov's curse. The curse, as it seems, have caused a lot of damage for the young heroine.
The Auror department had captured Sebastian Rookwood to the credit of the injured Auror Granger. The event happened in Knockturn Alley, the infamous street for Death Eaters and evil deeds. From a brief summary, Rookwood had attempted to capture Mr. Malfoy that day after he found the boy running into the street and heard the young woman's voice. Known to us now, the elder Greengrasses had given him a task to finish the boy off for reasons we all know not. He had inflicted the curse onto our Most Eligible Witch when our War Hero arrived at the scene with backups.
Ms Granger was and still is unconscious. Rumour has it that the sole reason Ms Granger was in comatose for so long is because her body had not fully recover from the Cruciatus Curse Bellatrix Lestrange had inflicted upon her. The young Mr. Malfoy has also been seen in and out of St Mungos with his grandmother Narcissa Malfoy and the Boy-who-Lived. The Malfoy heir looked miserable (No harm was intended), he was always seen crying while he clutched unto his grandmother's neck.
The entire Wizarding World gives their war Heroine their prayers and we hope Ms Granger will be awake soon.
Three days later.
Scorpius and Narcissa Malfoy walked down the cool hallway of St Mungos hand-in-hand. Scorpius' eyes started watering again as he felt dread, he didn't want to see his mama lying on that bed, not moving.
"There, there, sweetheart." Narcissa said softly as she kneeled down to her grandson's height and hugged him. "Mama will be wake up soon. You have to look dashing for her, okay?"
Scorpius nodded and sniffed, wiping his tears away with him fingers. Then, they resumed walking towards the ward that said 'Hermione Granger'. When they opened the door, they found someone sitting on a chair next to the bed. His blonde, disheveled hair blended in with the white background and white decorations around him. He was holding the sleeping brunette's hand in his as he leaned forward, watching the patient. Scorpius heard the tiny gasp of disbelief from his grandmamma and looked at her confusedly.
"Draco?" He heard her whisper. He looked at the supposed 'Draco' person and his grandmamma confusedly. "Draco, darling, is that really you?"
The man sitting next to the unconscious brunette's bed gently placed her hand down and stood up, the legs of the chair he was on scraped against the floor. He turned around and Scorpius felt his eyes go wide. He looked exactly like that man. He pointed at 'Draco' and asked, "Who is he?"
"He's your father Scorpius." Narcissa's voice shook as her lips curved into a soft smile. She let go of her grandson's hand as she stepped forward to embrace her son. "Oh, Draco."
"Hello, mother." Draco muttered back as he hugged his mother back.
"Draco, I've missed you so much!" Narcissa laughed despite the tears that fell down her face. "I can't believe you'd leave your own mother for that long!"
"Sorry, mother." He grinned. "But, I found it!"
"You did!" Narcissa gasped as she covered her mouth. "Oh, Draco. She'll love it, I just know it."
Scorpius walked towards his grandmamma and his father slowly and uncertainly. He tugged lightly on Narcissa's robes and looked at her with eager eyes. When she looked at him, she picked him up and introduced him to Draco.
"Draco, this is Scorpius." Narcissa smiled. "Sweetheart, this is your father."
Despite what he said to Hermione before he ran off, he latched onto Draco as he sobbed. "It's my fault mama's like that. I want broom and I said bad bad things. I told mama I don't like her and I ran out. It's all Scorpius' fault!"
"Shhh." Draco soothed his son while rubbing his back. "How is she?"
The question was directed to Narcissa. She sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "She's getting better. At a slow pace, but better. The Healers are trying their best Draco, but her injuries from the Manor re-opened. It takes time."
"I want mama to wake up!" Scorpius choked, interrupting the adults' conversation. "I want to say sowwy."
"Mama wouldn't like it if you blame yourself, Scorpius. I know she knows that you don't mean it." Narcissa exited the ward after mouthing to her son that she'll be at the manor.
"It's Scorpius'' fauwt. Mama would be fwine if I don't want bwoom." Scorpius continued to cry and kept blaming himself. Draco sighed quietly and sat back down on the chair. He made sure his son won't fall and removed one hand to hold Hermione's.
He soothed his son until Scorpius fell asleep in his arms as he sat there awake, watching his son and his object of affection.
The next day
Draco Malfoy returns to the Wizarding World
Many outside St Mungos spotted Draco Malfoy, aged twenty-one, with his son, Scorpius Malfoy. Evidently, the father and son had recently reconnected and had just visited Hermione Granger.
The father and son walked about Diagon Alley. Draco Malfoy was seen smiling and laughing with his son, who was in his arms the entire time. The two seems to be having fun. It was as if the twenty-one years old hadn't disappear at all.
More details will be reported as soon we have the details
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