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Blinded	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 26888 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: I'm battling with my Muse lately, too much going on in Real Life, but managed to get this chapter out. I am working on the next chapters in my two other ongoing stories, so be watching for them.

Blinded: Chapter 16

With the ritual completed, Draco felt a sense of peace for the first time in months. Finally, something was being done to bring him closer to his son. He knew that there would be hell to pay once Hermione and the ministry found out what he'd done. At the moment, he was so far from caring about the future, his mind could only focus on getting to his son.
Draco went to his huge walk-in closet and pulled out black trousers, a black shirt, black combat boots, and a black trench coat. At the last minute, he slipped on a black knitted cap to hide his blonde hair that always stood out night or day. He strapped on a wand holster around his right arm, and his second wand holster onto his left side. It wasn't often he carried two wands, one being his late grandfather Abraxas's wand, but it worked well enough for him. Then Draco did something most wizards would be surprised seeing Draco Malfoy doing, he pulled out a pistol he'd purchased a few years ago. He found he enjoyed shooting the weapon out on the Malfoy grounds. Tucking the Muggle weapon away in the holster strapped over his body, he now felt ready to face the kidnappers.
Draco took the floo to his destination he'd found in Ireland. Leaving the building he took out the parchment that'd been part of the ritual. The map was clearly marked with the direction he needed to go. He hadn't always been brave in his life and tended to show his true Slytherin colors more often than not by only taking care of himself. Things had clearly changed the day his infant son had been placed in his arms and he had looked down into the tiny innocent face. He'd vowed that day to always put Scorpius's needs before his own. It was something right away separating him from Lucius and the way he'd fathered Draco. He never wanted to be like his cold father, who loved himself more than his wife and son, often putting the lives of his wife and son in danger.
The blood magic from the ritual steered him in the correct direction and soon he'd apparated to a large, open field. A run-down, abandoned building stood in the middle of the field. It looked like it once could have been part of a working farm but now appeared to only be held together with a string and a prayer. Draco could see it possibly falling down with one strong wind blowing through the area.
Placing a disillusionment charm on his body, and a cushioning charm on his feet, he walked quickly towards the building. His heart chilled as he came near, and heard the sounds of children screaming and crying from inside. Knowing that Scorpius was inside, he tried to temper his feelings of anger and anxiety. The children needed him to have a clear head as he was their only hope. Slipping through the door, he was surprised at the lack of wards placed around the building. Whoever was behind the kidnapping must be cocky enough to think they'd never be caught. Draco slowly made his way down a dark and deserted hallway. He followed the sounds of the wailing children. They sounded as if they were being tortured. His jaw clenched as he desperately tried not to let his Black family temper explode. Rounding a corner, he looked into a huge room where a Muggle television set blared next to a ghastly flowered and very filthy sofa. Empty liquor bottles littered the floor, giving off a rank odor to the room along with the many empty takeaway food containers. Looking farther into the room he tried not to gasp out loud. The sight of the many large cages took him aback, but not as much as what he saw inside of them. There they were…all of the missing children.
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Hermione was fed up with Harry and Ron telling her what she needed to do for the tenth time. She knew what she needed to do. She understood what she would be facing, better than either one of them. Hermione knew this enemy very well. She had been chasing bastards like this for years. Still, she had to go through the procedures outlined by the ministry. Suited up with her wand, and a hidden portkey, she was ready to go face down the MacAteers. Despite the note saying to come alone, it was not happening. Hermione knew it would never happen and she knew the MacAteers knew it too. They were not the kind to back down in any fight. Plain and simple the Aurors coming with her were prepared for a fight, to the death, if it called for it.
"Hermione you know the plan and I want you to stick by it." Harry stood next to her before they were getting ready to apparate away to their meeting place.
Hermione looked up at her friend cocking her head to the side, "When I have I never followed the plan exactly as outlined?" Then she gave him a cheesy grin.
Harry rolled his eyes and gave a huge sigh, "Thus, why I said you need to follow the plan. Don't get some grand idea to try and handle all of this on your own."
She acted affronted, "Well, it's not fair that you always get to be the hero and save the day Harry." She knew her words sounded flippant at the moment, but right now she needed anything to distract her from the real danger that she was heading into. Looking around, she noticed for the first time she didn't see Draco and couldn't remember the last time that she had.
"Harry, do you know where Draco is? I can't imagine that he doesn't want to miss being there for this." She looked all around the room at the mass of people getting ready to leave.
"Hey, Ron, did you see where Malfoy went to?" Harry asked Ron who was walking past the two trying not to disturb them catching Hermione's ire at the same time.
"Why would I know or even care about where Malfoy is?" Ron said with a nasty tone. "Can't keep track of your boyfriend Hermione?"
Hermione moved forward with a harsh glare at the ginger-haired man, "He's not my boyfriend Ronald." Harry stepped between the two of them as Hermione looked ready to punch her former boyfriend in the face.
"Stop it both of you," Harry said in his most authoritative voice. "Ron there's no need to get nasty with her."
"I seen him leave right after the meeting started Harry," Seamus said as he wandered over to them waiting for Ron who was his partner in the squad. "He seemed in a big hurry."
Hermione felt panicked as her mind went over the many scenarios of where Draco could have possibly gone on his own. Her first thought was that he would go to where they had told Hermione to show up. Draco had been right there reading the note when she had first received it. However, why would he jeopardize the whole operation that could lead to the return of his son? Her mind raced to think of what else would have caused him to leave in a rush.
"It's time Hermione. We need to leave now." Harry interrupted her thoughts. She quickly focused on the mission at hand and hoped that wherever Draco had gone to he wasn't getting himself into trouble. Not that she didn't think he could handle things on his own, but he hadn't been acting exactly rational since Scorpius had disappeared. As she apparated away, she thought of how she was going to yell at him for leaving without saying goodbye.
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Draco's heart leaped when he spotted that small face he had been dreaming about for months. His curly locks were gone of course, as he had opened the box with his son's shorn hair. It was growing back now, the same color, but it was the bruises on his face that made his anger flare. He knew he would need to stay disillusioned or Scorpius would cry out when he recognized his dad. His heart ached when he saw his son rocking back and forth in the cage crying as if in pain.
The next thing he saw not only made him angry but sick to his stomach. Next to Scorpius's cage stood a half-naked man hitting a young girl about the age of three. The door was open and the girl was yelping in pain as the man was now fondling the young girl as he stuck his grimy fingers in her vagina with harsh jabs. Draco could see the man was planning on raping the toddler as his obvious erection was jutting out from his body. It took a moment and then he realized who the young girl was. It was the Goldstein girl, only a year older than Scorpius. She kicked out at the man as he pulled her legs and lower body out of the cage so he would have better access to her. Trying to temper down the bile that felt ready to explode from his stomach, Draco moved forward. There was no way this bastard was going to rape this tiny girl.
Taking out his wand, he cast the first spell that came to his mind, "Sectumsempra," he yelled out as the severing spell flew forward slicing off the man's penis and leaving a huge hole in the man's stomach, his entrails starting to hang out. He fell forward screaming out in pain as the blood spurted everywhere. The Goldstein girl scampered back into her cage away from the howling man and the bloody mess. The man tried to stop the stream of blood, but his whole lower regions were sliced too deep with copious amounts of blood flowing out. Draco revealed himself standing over the man, who quickly recognized Draco for who he was, Scorpius's father.
"You bastard!" the man sputtered out, "Help me. I'm bleeding to death." Draco sneered down at the man watching as his life force was slowly leaving the criminal.
"Not only are you a pig, but you are stupid,' Draco snarled at him, "You left your wand over there, which I conveniently stepped on when I entered this pigsty. Additionally, I am no bastard. I was conceived and born after my parents were legally married and bound." Draco turned his nose up at the man's words. Scorpius started screaming when he saw Draco reveal himself.
"Papa! Papa!" The young toddler was jumping up and down reaching through the bars toward his father. His little face was squished up against the bars with excitement.
Though Draco wanted to run to his son, he needed one more bit of information from the dying man before he held his son in his arms.
"Where are the others? What do they plan to do to Hermione Granger?" He kicked the man to rouse him, as the blood loss was making him faint.
The man rolled his head towards Draco and laughed, "Ambush…kill her…she deserves to die."
"How you scum? She won't be going by herself. You are all a bunch of idiots! She'll have every bloody Auror from England with her!' Draco yelled at the man.
"They all will…die…won't…know what…hit them." A gurgle of air and blood escaped the man's mouth as his head rolled to the side and he stopped breathing. In frustration at Hermione being in danger, he gave one more hard kick to the now dead man.
Turning he ran over to the cage, "Alohomora," and the doors swung open as Scorpius launched into Draco's arms. The tears fell freely from Draco's eyes as he hugged his son against him. It almost felt like one of his dreams he'd had so many nights of holding Scorpius again. Now it was the real thing and he didn't want to let go of him ever again. He drew back to put his hand up against his little, bruised face. "Hey, little buddy. I'm here to get you. Do you want to go home?"
The cries from the other kidnapped children woke him up from his reunion with his son. Looking at them, he realized he needed to get all of them to safety, hoping that Potter and the other Aurors could keep Hermione safe at the moment. Anyhow, he knew how she would feel about him choosing between her or the children. Draco went and unlocked the rest of the cages, only having a hard time trying to coax the Goldstein girl out of the cage, having been so traumatized. He walked half a mile with the children, carrying Scorpius in one arm and the Goyle baby in the other arm. Setting them down he sent off a Patronus charm to the ministry, using his now happy memory of holding an alive Scorpius in his arms after so many months.
Several Aurors apparated to them, surrounding Draco and the children who stood huddled together, shivering. At the center stood Harry Potter who looked surprised to see Draco Malfoy there.
"Why the fuck are you not with Hermione, Potter?" Draco yelled out at Harry.
"That's a bad word Papa," Scorpius said looking up at his father. It would have been funny, except now Hermione had one less powerful wizard to protect her.
"Ron and the others are still with her. No one has shown up yet."
"It's a set up you git! They are planning an ambush, no talking involved; only killing. You need to get back to her now!" Draco felt the dread rise within him. Harry now looked panicked.
"The children all need to be taken to St. Mungos. I'm going with you, Potter. We need to get back to Hermione now before it's too late." Scorpius started screaming when one of the Aurors started picking him up.
"Scorp, it's OK. Papa will be back in just a bit." Draco knew he needed to reassure his son, but at the same time, he realized the other part of his heart was in danger, seeing it was currently with Hermione. The tears were trailing down Scorpius's dirty face, leaving marks of clean skin showing through. It made his heart ache to let his son go ahead without him, but he knew what he needed to do.
Giving a kiss and a hug to his son, Draco nodded, and the Aurors apparated away with all of the children.
"Let's go, Potter, someone I care about needs our help." Harry nodded, trying not to grin, already knowing that Hermione felt the same way about the man standing next to him.
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The showdown is next. What will happen? I hope you liked the rescue of the children and the reunion between Draco and his son.
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