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Moonlight Sonata	By : TerraBloodstar Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco had to dive to catch his wife as her eyes rolled back into her head and she dropped towards the floor, the paper falling from her hands. The room went up in shouts and screams, before falling silent as Hermione landed quite gently against her husband's chest, cushioned by a charm cast by the only unpanicked individual in the room.
�Good thinking, Eriko.� Akiko told her as she let out the air that had come in with her gasp.
�I knew it was coming. Unlike you, I read the paper before we came over for breakfast.� Her tone was calm, ignoring the explosion of anger from the others around her as she walked over to her best friend, a glare shutting the room up while she cast a quick Ennervate.
�Tell me it's a nightmare.� She whispered, staring up at Eriko, her hands grasping her dearest friend's so tightly they were turning white. �Tell me it's nothing, I just woke up, I'm dying, anything but that it is true!�
�Hermione.� The tone was gentle, something rarely heard from her, as she dropped to her knees beside the woman. �I cannot do that. I told you last night this could happen. She may have lost her parchment, but that doesn't mean she lost her memory. We are lucky she did not mention Akiko's part in the matter.�
�I'd rather she'd laid my powers bare for all to see.� The young woman whispered, clinging tightly to her husband's arm. �How can we fight this?�
�We don't.� Eriko's voice was so final there was no room for anyone to protest. �She's said her piece now, and all we can do is ride out the waves.�
�Ride out the waves?� Hermione shook her head, releasing her friend's hands to climb to her feet, a scowl darkening her features. �No one can ride out a tsunami, and you know it. What can we do to avoid being crushed? Fleeing will make us appear guilty. A paternity test can be faked with high enough levels of magic, and we fit that level.�
�The Malfoy hair breeds true.� Lucius announced, voice firm. �Unless there is a trait we should know about in the Satoshi line.�
�No.� Akiko told them, only to fall silent before continuing at her sister's glance.
�Only if a child is male.� Eriko informed them. �If a child is male, he will be the first male born to our generation. To the past several generations, in fact.�
�But what about your father? Your grandfather?� Hermione looked confused, before her body froze in realization. �No. Your family would never allow the names of the core to change. They were from other families, and took the Satoshi name, didn't they?�
�They did. Centuries ago, our family was cursed to ensure no male was born into our line.�
�...we're screwed.� Draco whispered, staring at his parents in horror. �...one of my ancestors placed a spell upon his only son to ensure that the Malfoy line could bear only sons, after a woman shamed the family by running off with a muggle.�
�No...� Eriko began, moving to the couch with a soft sigh. �Not screwed, precisely.�
�And how is that?� The others began to find seats of their own, though the Weasley twins were ousted from the sides of their wives as Hermione and Akiko filled the couch beside Eriko. The young woman let out a soft sigh as she pondered how best to answer Narcissa's question.
�The hair will breed true, I can assure you.� Unwilling to continue, she glanced first to Akiko, then to Hermione. They both looked equally confused, not having been privy to the Satoshi clan's secret, as it would be Eriko who became head of the clan when Mamoru died.
�Could you stop looking like death and explain, then?� Draco growled, his fingers tapping impatiently on his knee.
�It is difficult to explain.� Eriko let out a sigh, elbow resting on her knee as her hand came up to meet her forehead, fingers rubbing into her temple as her brow furrowed. �It has always been this way, from the beginning of our line. It ties into how the leader of the clan is chosen, into the curse placed upon us...there is just so much history, some of which should not be told, and some which now must be shared.�
�Then get to the sharing already!�
�Draco, please.� Hermione's voice was calm, but the glare she shot him showed the frantic worry racing through her mind. �She needs to sort it out.�
�There is so much to explain.� Eriko continued, as though the husband and wife byplay had passed her hearing completely. �Finding where to begin is difficult. It isn't even my place to tell, to be honest, but there is not time to send for Grandfather.�
�Why send for him?� Akiko looked confused, glancing to her sister. �And does everyone know what you know, or just the leaders?�
�The council know. The mothers know. Grandfather knows.� Eriko sighed. �It's something that is only told when a woman becomes pregnant for the first time � just in case the curse should break � or when the next leader is determined.�
�First of all, I need to know anyway,� Akiko informed her, blushing slightly, �and secondly, when were you chosen?�
�...to answer that, you should have told me the moment you found out...� Eriko shot her sister a glare, before glancing back down at the floor. �...and I found out yesterday morning from the Ambassador. He's part of the council, as you know, and so knows the signs and the story.�
�So why don't we call him?� Hermione brightened up a bit. �After all, he's been doing it for years, right? Explaining the story to future parents. So he could come here.�
�No, because he took the first portkey to Japan yesterday and isn't due back for two weeks.� Eriko grumbled. �He had to inform the rest of the council � though they knew it was probably me, they weren't certain, and so a council meeting was required to determine their next step.�
�Then you have to explain.�
�I know this, Lucius.� She growled out, her other hand moving to her forehead so her fingertips could rub at the temples on the sides of her head. �I just have to sort everything out first.�
�Just spit it out already!� Akiko demanded, her tone revealing the curiousity that was eating her alive.
�Fine!� The young woman snapped, her head rising as her hands fell to her sides. �The first male child born to the Satoshi clan will be different.�
�...is that it?� Fred looked put out at the rather anticlimactic answer, huffing slightly as he fell to the back of the chair to sulk.
�He won't be human.�
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