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Chapter
12 – Raw Magic

Draco
wasted no time in taking Hermione to the infirmary. He wrapped the
invisibility cloak around her body and mounted his broom with her on
his arms.

When
he arrived at the infirmary Madam Pomfrey told him to lay her on one
of the beds and to go fetch Professor Snape. He begrudgingly went;
not wanting to leave Hermione’s side, when he arrived at
Snape’s office, his mentor ordered him to stay there, claiming
he shouldn’t be seen in the infirmary and that he’d bring
news as fast as he could.

Draco
wanted to say something about what he thought of staying in the
office but he bit his tongue; he didn’t want to delay his
professor anymore than necessary so he ended up letting the man go
without saying a word.

*

After
the longest hour Draco had ever endured Snape reappeared with a tight
expression on his face that unnerved Draco to no end.

“So,
what’s wrong with her?” Draco asked but nothing would
have prepared him for Snape’s next outburst.

“I
can’t believe you were that irresponsible! Of all the ways to
ruin your future, Draco!”

“What
are you talking about? What is wrong with her?!”

“She’s
with child, Draco”

“What?!”
That single word mirrored the expression on his face “That’s
not possible! I’ve been using a contraception charm on myself
since day one”

His
godfather heaved a sigh and looked at him as if there was something
that hadn’t dawned on him yet “Draco,” he started,
slowly “what have you been telling us in your last reports?”
Trying not to let his voice escalate in volume, he continued “Charms
no longer don’t just work on her” Snape failed to control
himself as he growled his next statement “she’s started
to deactivate the charms that in any way concern her!” Now the
man was really yelling, “Did you somehow think that
contraception charms would be an exception, Foolish boy?!”

A
long pause followed his statement while all the blood seemed to drain
from the blond as he processed this new information.

“Are
you sure?” he asked after a while but Snape’s look
answered his question with a cold blatant crash to planet earth.

“I
need to see her” Draco stated trying to hide the gulp in his
throat.

“They’re
still checking her; you’ll probably find her asleep”

“Does
she know?”

“Not
yet”

“How
did you find out?”

“A
mixture of muggle procedures with potions”

“What
does that mean?”

“I
took a sample of her blood the muggle way and then proceeded to-”

“You
put needles in her?!”

“What
were you expecting? Magic doesn’t work with her!”

“That’s
why you told me to stay here!” Draco growled.

“It
was part of the reason, yes.”

Draco
stormed from the office not really knowing who he was angrier with;
Snape or himself.

*

He
closed the distance to the infirmary in a blur; a million thoughts
crossing through his head. The time didn’t register in him, all
he kept thinking was that he had to see her, he had to be there when
they told her; he only hoped he could do it himself. He should be the
one to admit to her how utterly stupid he had been. It would, in a
way, make him feel better if she found out through him.

He
thought about how she would react. About what she’d want to do;
although the answer to that was obvious, he knew she would have it,
no matter what, and she’d probably make a good mother despite
it all. But what would she do with him, was she going to throw him
out of her life? Would she even let him near the baby? After he’d
been so irresponsible; so incredibly and stunningly idiotic! And what
was he going to do with it anyway, he’d been brought up to be
anything
but a father; one couldn’t really say he’d had a good
example. And they weren’t even a couple; people were bound to
think it was Potter’s and God Damn It All! He wasn’t
going to let that
happen! But then if he admitted it was his, she’d probably be
in more danger... He groaned inwardly as he closed the doors to the
infirmary.

*

But
for all his thoughts in his inner monologue, he was not prepared for
what he’d find out when he entered the infirmary. And he could
not imagine how these past thoughts could come to be as insignificant
as they would end up being.

He
found her lying in one of the beds with the curtains drawn around it.
Somewhere in his brain he noticed Potter and Weasley were
interrogating Madam Pomfrey at the back of the room.

He
took one of her hands and was stroking it lightly when he felt her
give a light squeeze back, he looked at her but she hadn’t
opened her eyes. She was probably aware of her surroundings but too
tired to stir up; he didn’t prod her to it. Honestly, he didn’t
know what to say to her yet anyway so it was probably for the best.

A
couple of minutes passed until Draco felt someone standing next to
him and turned to look at the old fool they called headmaster; he
should have known he would be here. He was looking grimmer than ever,
probably regretting the time he gave him his task.

There
was something funny about him though, something wasn’t right;
it wasn’t regret he saw behind the old man’s half moon
spectacles, there was something else to his silence and it frightened
him; something in the pit of his stomach told him that something
wasn’t right.

“There’s
something else, isn’t there?” Draco asked.

It
was sadness, he figured out; what that old cripple was feeling was
sadness, and it wasn’t good because however sick his plans
were, regarding Hermione; Draco knew the old fool cared for her, in
his own sick, twisted way.

“What
is it, what’s wrong?” Draco urged.

“She’s
having twins”

At
first he didn’t really understand what that meant, then the
part of his brain that hadn’t been working properly finally
clicked together, and the fact that charms didn’t work on her
and that she was with twins finally registered in his brain taking
him into a deeper hell yet; one in which he couldn’t fathom
living in.

*

Hermione’s
eyes fluttered open in shock; she doubted there was anything in the
world that would have kept her slumber at bay better than those four
words.

“She
can’t” she heard Draco’s voice utter in agony, she
had not expected him to be happy but hearing such a sadness in his
voice was heart wrenching. She tried to squeeze his hand back in
comfort bringing his attention to her. She saw realisation dawn on
his features as he looked at her. Yes, she’d heard and she was
going to keep them.

“They
are dangerous, you’re not having them” Draco informed her
with a look of desperate horror in his face.

“What
are you talking about Draco? They are fine! And they are mine; you
can’t just threaten their lives like that! Even if you’re
the father...!”

“Hermione,
don’t you understand? Magical twins are not normal pregnancies,
they are very dangerous; you could die in the process”

“What?”
She looked at him as if he’d grown another head, “Draco,
you’re overreacting, lots of people have twins; what about the
Weasley’s and the Patil’s and thousands of others?
They’re all fine and they all have their mothers. Stop it, you
are being ridiculous” She looked at the headmaster to
corroborate her statement but found him looking at her with sad eyes
too. Was
he really so disappointed?

“Mr
Malfoy is right, Miss Granger, all those families had to go through
treatments during their pregnancy. We had long ago learned to solve
that problem with potions and charms but they won’t have any
effect on you now, Hermione” Dumbledore ended hating to be once
more the bearer of bad news.

“That’s
why you are not having them” Draco said in a final tone looking
at Dumbledore as if daring him to say otherwise, but the headmaster
wasn’t even looking at him.

“You
are not hurting my babies!” Hermione yelled at them lightening
up and clutching at her stomach as if something was hurting her
there.

“Even
if that were our intention, and I assure you, it’s not, there’s
no way for us to interfere with your pregnancy; again, nothing seems
to get through you Miss Granger, try to calm down.”

“There
has to be a way!” Draco growled

“No!”

“But
Hermione, they could kill you! Not to mention the pain you’d
have to go through!”

“I
don’t care! They are mine, Draco, and you are not getting close
to me until you understand that. God, Draco, they are your children
too!”

“They
are nothing to me if I don’t have you! Do you hear me?”
he growled at her, inches from her face before he stormed from the
infirmary, leaving her in tears with two other boys staring agape
from the back of the room.

Harry
was the first one to recover and rush over to her while Ron stood
rooted to the spot with a look of utmost horror on his face.

*

No,
he wasn’t going to lose her, he wasn’t ready for that, he
didn’t think someone could ever
be ready for that. He wasn’t used to losing what he wanted;
hell, he had never lost anything at all. He was not
about to lose what mattered to him most. Not like that, not because
of him, not in such a painful way. No!

He
had to stop it, Come
on,
he was the heir of one of the families with more knowledge on dark
magic on the globe, they had done this to her; there had to be a way
to undo it and he was going to find out, no matter what.

He
had
to.

*

Three
hours later he was on his way home, he didn’t even stop to make
up an excuse for his departure, or call one of his drivers to pick
him up. He had barely grabbed one of his brooms and a coat.

It
was evening by the time Snape noticed his absence, he had been busy
contacting one of Dumbledore’s friends to take care of the
golden girl; it was a muggle Doctor who had been on duty that day. It
took him a while to get the man to accompany him to Hogwarts.

The
girl had entered a state of depression, probably after finding out
about her condition. He had tried to inform her that if she kept that
attitude she was bound to get worse, but the thick girl ignored him
and her overprotective lapdog with the scar told him to sod off.

It
was fine with him, he had done everything he could and he left the
muggle doctor in the infirmary, to tend to Granger, of course; the
muggle had told her the same thing about her state of mind.

It
all fell on deaf ears, but Snape couldn’t care less, he was now
walking to the headmaster’s office to see if Dumbledore knew
anything about the irresponsible mongrel he called godson.

He
couldn’t understand why it wasn’t him waiting at her side
like a lapdog.

*

“Hello
Severus, have a seat, please”

“Don’t
bother, I won’t take long, I just need to know if you know
anything about Draco’s whereabouts”

“He
left Hogwarts this afternoon, soon after you left”

“What!
And you let him?!”

“There
was little I could do about it, Severus. He was not in his best
state of mind”

“...
More the reason to stop him, Dumbledore! You know very well the
danger he runs outside this castle, what if his father finds out. You
know the Dark Lord has lots of spies, he probably already knows about
the pregnancy!”

“Calm
down, Severus, Draco went home, and despite what you might think from
his father, he won’t hurt his only son. But yes you are right,
Voldemort is indeed more informed than we’d like him to be. It
was all we could do not to let him know about her training. Now
please, take a seat. I’m afraid I have more bad news to tell
you”

Years
working for the man in front of him had taught him better so Snape
begrudgingly sat down and waited for him to continue, impatience
obvious on his face.

“Hermione,
bears more than one child in her womb, Severus”

Snape
remained quiet for a while; “You mean to tell me that she’s
going to die? Did Draco find out about this? How could you have let
him go after that? You know how he feels about her-” but
Dumbledore didn’t let him finish

“There
was nothing that would have stopped him, Severus, you know that”

“You
shouldn’t have told him, in the first place!”

“He
wants to get rid of the foetuses”

“You
know that’s impossible! Not with the Telum Curse on her”

“It
doesn’t mean he won’t try, Severus. You know this”

“And
that’s why you shouldn’t have told him!” Snape told
him before he stormed from the office.

*

Voldemort
sat looking at the kneeling deatheater at his feet; hate and disdain
evident in his eyes.

“Are
you sure she can’t get rid of them?”

“No,
my lord, the Telum Curse won’t let anything touch her”

“What
are her chances of survival?”

“Not
very promising my lord, no charms can be applied to still the raw
magic inside her”

Voldemort
cracked his knuckles as the furniture around him broke and burned
making the man in front of him cower at his knees.

“Bring
me the boy...”

*

Draco
had arrived directly into the library and hadn’t bothered
getting through the door; he had merely broken one of the windows
that had immediately been repaired by an elf who he’d dismissed
before he could finish his bow of salute to its master.

An
hour later, his father found him digging through one of the shelves
in the deepest corner of the library.

“What
in Merlin’s name are you doing, Draco?”

“What
does it look like I’m doing, father?” he answered, not
bothering to throw a glance at him as he kept digging in the shelves.

“So
first, you don’t come home for Christmas, and then you think
you can sneak into the manor as a common thief?”

“Where
do you have it?”

“You
were ordered here for Yule’s break!”

“Father,
stop the bullshit, where did you put the damn book” Draco stood
up and walked to his father

“What
happened to you? Should I assume you’re not coming as one of
Dumbledore’s pets?”

“Father,
don’t play games with me now!”

“Or
what, Draco?” Lucius threatened him with a cold glare and a
smirk on his lips.

It
was all Draco’s patience could take for the evening, he didn’t
see it coming; he hadn’t experienced it since he was kid. He
felt his magic explode through him and send wave after wave of a
force that destroyed every shelf in the library and sent his father
flying towards the door.

Even
flattened against the wall as he was, Lucius didn’t seem fazed.

“I
thought I taught you better than this, son, a Malfoy doesn’t
lose control like that”

“Tell
me where the god damn book is!”

“What
happened, Draco”

“For
fuck’s sake father, is it so hard to understand, I
Need That Book”

“Why
would you need it, you’ve already saved her? Or have you not?”

“You
tricked me!”

“...Means
to an end, Draco. It was necessary”

“Why
did you do it, father?”

Draco
never got an answer to his question as in that moment an explosion
sent them both back into the dishevelled library, rendering them
unconscious.
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