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Unforgiven by I_trusted_Snape13
Chapter 40 : Plots and Paternity
 
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Night served as a cover for Draco and Hermione as they stepped on to the doorstep of Blaise's gothic style mansion. It was past midnight and the dark night with low clouds loomed over them. There were sounds of scurrying in the background, a few cars rolling over the gravel covered streets and an occasional door opening and closing. The house was in a seemingly random location with no houses of a similar stature close by although perhaps that was how the eccentric Blaise liked for it to be. He was never as in-your-face-blunt about his wealth as Draco had been as a child and young adult, but he didn't hide the fact that he was well off.

Hermione came to not long after Draco left. The memory spell he'd placed on her was effective. She didn't remember anything he did not want her to, which was a lot. He told her he wanted to visit Blaise on their way to marry. Although she was hesitant and a little confused about why he wanted to go - he had gained her trust and she went along with it. He convinced her that if they did not go in the middle of the night, they would miss him because he worked all day and then would go out until at least eleven. So, she agreed, without any indication of the big picture of the plot happening right under her nose.

Draco pulled the knocker back and pounded the brass three times. Before he could slam it down a fourth time, the door was opened and there was a pajama clad Blaise in the doorway, with a grimace on his face when he saw who his company was at this time of night.

"Draco." He said curtly before letting his mouth form in to a slight smirk. "Fancy seeing you here." He was clearly not thrilled about his company on the doorstep.

"Are you going to invite us inside? I don't think this is a conversation for your neighborhood."

"I don't know if that's a good idea, especially not since you brought that." Blaise sneered, looking down his nose at Hermione who squared her jaw, trying to act like she was not the least bit hurt by his comment. Granted he was a spoiled, arrogant ass, but the comment still stung.

"First, don't talk to her that way. Second-"

"I can talk to her any way I want, Draco. The fact that you brought her means you are nothing but a traitor."

"Easy for you to say, Blaise. And I came here to tell you to you that you'll have visitors soon."

"Who?" He asked bluntly, not playing games.

"Davies and Pansy."

"How do you know?"

"I led them here. I said in Hermione and my flat that I was on my way."

"What does that have to do with them knowing your whereabouts?"

"Pansy doesn't know that I know, but she bugged the lot quite some months ago. It's frankly how I kept one step ahead of her. She thought she knew what I was doing and where I was going, but in reality, I was calling the shots."

"So where are you going, really?"

"Are we still a team or did you trade on my too, Zabini?"

"If you think I've sided with Parkinson over my best mate you've clearly got a wand up your-"

"I understand. Well I made a promise to marry Hermione that I intend to keep. Then we're headed to the Safe Place. It's time to end this."

"What do you want me to do when they get here?"

"Lead them to me. They still have a couple answers I need. And I'm ready to end this once and for all. They're part of a life I no longer want. I can't explain entirely now, time is of an essence and they'll be here soon. Stall them long enough for us to say vows then send them to me."

"Where exactly?"

Draco thought about this for a second, "The Ministry - Kingsley's office."

Hermione attempted to object, but figured it not to be wise.

"What about Kingsley?"

"Potter was placed in the know some weeks ago - there have been arrangements for him."

"If Potter knows what's going on, why hasn't he stopped it?"

"There's a plan in play only he and I know about. Everything will be taken care of."

"Trusting you, Malfoy."

Draco nodded curtly, "We make an adequate team. Now let me go make this woman my bride and lets end this."


***

"Won won! What do you think?" Lavender squealed as she put the finishing touches on the nursery with her wand.

The nursery looked like a swirl of pinks and purples and would make you dizzy and nauseous if you looked at it too long. It was strikingly out there. Even the stuffed animals were in the same color pattern. The only thing not pink or purple was the floor, which he assumes would be altered too.

"It's...interesting," he said, trying to find a way to complement the obscene nursery. He was not thrilled that his daughter would be living there.

"Thank you, Won Won!"she squealed.

He flinched, he had thought she had forgotten about the terribly hideous nickname she had created for him.

She waddled over to him and have him a sloppy smooch, "just think, the next time we are in this room, we'll be holding our beautiful baby girl!"

"Can't wait!" Ron said excitedly, but it was a lie. He could wait. He was scared out of his wits to be a father. This was a huge, lifelong commitment that he wasn't sure he was supposed to be making.

"Me neither! Now there's something I need to pick up in London, I'll be back in a little while," she kissed his cheek and darted (well waddled) away but he called her back.

"Alone?" He asked. "You sure you don't want me to tag along-"

"NO!" She screamed then caught herself. "I just mean...when she gets here we'll spend like every moment together, time for ha each to get out last alone time moments."

"I just don't know if it's a good idea, Lav. The baby is a month away and the doctor said she could come early. I'm not too comfortable with you being alone in-"

A pounding knock on the door interrupted him mid-Sentence. The knock made it sound extremely urgent and important.

Lavender gave a little 'humph' and quickly floo-Ed away, announcing she would be back within an hour.

Ron opened the door and was nearly tackled by Ginny who was covered in sweat and gasping for breath.

"Gin, what are you doing? Is everything alright? The baby is it okay? It Harry-"

"We're all fine. But there's something you need to know."

Ron raised his eyebrows as he helped her to a seat. Why she didn't just floo here he didn't know. Floo was supposed to be safe for pregnant women.

"For starters, Draco and Hermione are getting married."

"I know, Ron grimaced. "I've seen the bloody ring. And I've heard from just about everyone in the population of England." He made a disgusted face.

"No, Ron! Merlin, you never listen. Draco and Hermione are getting married. TODAY!"

This caught his attention wholeheartedly, "what?"

He looked like someone had literally shot him in the chest. He looked so pained by this announcement.

"Today?" Was the only word he managed to let escape his lips.

"Yes. And you need to leave, get out of here! Harry wouldn't tell me the whole story - he doesn't want me involved because he doesn't want me or the baby to get hurt."

"Have you been drinking? That's not good for the baby-"

"No, Ronald I have certainly not been drinking. But Harry said you need to come stay with us or someone else where you can be safe."

"Being with Lavender means that the only thing that isn't safe around here is my sanity."

"Will you just listen to Harry? There's a lot going on you don't know about and I would tell you if I could. But if there's one thing I do know is that it's best to trust Harry."

"Gin, how many times have Harry's ideas we were supposed to "trust" him over nearly gotten us killed?"

"At the end of the day he saved your sorry arse many times. Trust me, trust him. She's lying to you!"

"About what?" He challenged.

"She's hiding something and I don't know what it is that's big but she's part of some kind of a plot. And that baby...well you don't need to stick around for it."

"That's my daughter you're talking about. Do you honestly think I could walk out on my child? I'll believe you if you say Lav is bad, but that baby is just that - a ruddy baby!"

"MALFOY'S ruddy baby!" She screamed before she realized what she had said.

"Merlin." She said, angry at herself for that slip of the tongue.

He just stared at her for a minute, open mouthed, "don't be ridiculous." He finally said.

"I'm sorry you had to find lot this way-"

"You're wrong..."

"The first doctors appointment when you were shocked by how far along she was - Harry told me- that was because it wasn't yours."

"Of course she's mine..."

"Not genetically. You knew Draco and Lavender had a fling right before you two got together. You also know you're the only one shes ever wanted. I think she probably thought that if she slept with you soon enough she could pass the baby off as yours..."

"This can't be happening. You're telling me I lost the girl I love over LAVENDER and a baby that is not EVEN mine?"

Ginny nodded solemnly, "and you need to go. Leave. Hide. She's up to something. Pansy and that Davies guy are Involved somehow too. I only got bits and pieces from Harry."

"This can't be happening." Ron buried his face in his hands. Ginny wouldn't lie to him about something like this. It might not be true but she BELIEVED it to be true.

"Won won!" A high pitched squeal erupted throughout the room.

Ginny's eyebrows raised and she announced she had to go, which she quickly did just as soon as curly haired bimbo waltzed in the room.

Ron was sitting on the sofa, his head buried in his large hands. She noticed he was in an upset state by the way he carried himself and she darted over, asking what was wrong.

"Is that my baby?" He asked so quietly that he could barely hear himself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that," she apologized.

He put his hands in his lap, "Is that" he pointed to her stomach, "my baby?"

Her eyebrows wrinkled, "why would you ask something like that?"

"Just answer the ruddy question."

"Of course. Why would you think-"

"Don't lie to me." He growled, his eyes suddenly dark.

"Won won, what is this about?"

"It's Malfoy's isn't it?"

She gulped, caught. "Of course not."

"It all makes sense now." She squared his jaw. "The reason the time table did not add up, how you're so jumpy around him...it's because it's his and you know it."

"I don't-"

"LIAR!" He screamed jumping up and clenching his fists by his sides to keep from hitting her. His back was towards her.

"How could you?" He hissed. "And don't even try to lie to me about it being mine or I swear I'll-"

She burst in to sobbing tears, "I was afraid. I wanted you and I didn't want him! He would have left me and the baby alone."

"Bull," he growled.

"You know Malfoy..."

"I'm not saying I wouldn't have left you. I don't believe that load of hogwash. You're disgusting, Lavender. Everyone has always been right about you."

"They haven't-"

"You're worthless. And disgusting"

"I'm not-"

"I want you out. I have something important to do." He turned and his face was blotchy and red.

"What's more important than finishing this argument?"

"This isn't even an argument and it IS finished. If you had been honest with me from the beginning I might have stayed with you. But it was all a lie. You can go."

"You're making a big mistake." She growled.

"I doubt it and goodbye" he had backed her to the door and he opened it suddenly, causing her to nearly fall through the opposite wall, and he slammed the door closed.

He checked his watch, "better get a move on."

He knew Hermione like the back of his hand and he knew where she would be marrying. He knew that it would be in the most un-Hermione like place on the planet. He knew he was going to run out of time if he didn't get a move on. He had a wedding to stop and the love of his life to get back.


***

The famous wedding chapel in Las Vegas, Nevada came in to view as Draco and Hermione hustled towards it. They had stopped at a jeweler and quickly picked out some rings and Hermione had a dress on (not exactly a wedding dress- but it would do) and they were quickly preparing to say their vows. In less than a couple hours - they would be man and wife and she would finally get the happily ever after she'd always dreamt of.


***

"I'm warning you, Zabini!" Pansy shrieked at a frightened looking Blaise. "If you don't tell me where he is now, I will hurt you. You know ruddy we what Im capable of."

He thought of the secret they shared and cringed.

"I promised."

A flash of light and suddenly he was under the unforgivable curse of imperious and was writhing in pain, "tell me or it worsens."

"They're...marrying...in Vegas,"he gasped.

"Of course," she growled under her breath, releasing the spell.

She disappeared in a second.

He hasn't wanted to tell her but only Harry potter was able to bypass that spell. And he was no Harry Potter.

Now Pansy was on the way to meet Draco and Hermione in Vegas where she intended for things to end.

Permanently.

A/N Well...last chapter I had everyone convinced Draco was evil/bad/villainous and I had some disappointed fans well...surprise!! All part of the plot, all part of the plot. I'm super excited to see reviews of the next few chapters, the exciting stuff has begun! How will things go in Vegas? Will Ron stop the wedding or be too late? Is he even going to the right place? Will Pansy get there first? What will happen? How will Hermione react to Draco being the father of Lavender's baby? And just what is going on? I've added Kingsley, Harry and Zabini to the plot now. But, I know where I'm going with this story. I can't wait to see how you like it, I hope you enjoy where this is going. :)


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