FALLACY | By : Kalendral9 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 23689 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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A/N: Takes place in OotP
Disclaimer: I Don’t own Harry Potter nor do I make any money from this story, Just having some fun with the Characters
Pairings: Hermione/Blaise; Harry/Draco; Side Pairings: Bella/Rodolphus; Lucius/Narcissa; Severus/Remus; James/Lily (and some surprise pairings)
Warnings: Preg, Mpreg, graphic sex scenes, swearing, abuse
FALLACY
Chapter Three
Hermione stared at the canopy of her bed in the girls dormitory that night. She could not sleep. The words from the page kept jumping out at her.
Blood Adoption Approved by the Minister for Magic.
What does that mean? She knew for a fact that Bellatrix Lestrange and her husband were still alive. They were still in Azkaban as far as she knew, but that meant that she should have been sent to be raised by the Malfoy’s or the Tonks’. Why then was she sent to live with Muggles?
Are they really my parents, are mum and dad even aware that I’m not really their daughter?
Her mind was going in circles and she could not sleep. Getting up she went down to the common room and sat down staring at the dying fire.
“Hey, ‘Moine.”
She gave a start as Harry came and sat beside her.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”
“Thanks Harry. I just couldn’t sleep.” She leaned into him and he wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulder.
“Me too. What do you suppose this means? Did they give you up because you were a girl?”
“I don’t know. It just all seems so impossible to imagine.” Hermione gave a heavy sigh.
Harry took out his wand and levitated an afghan to wrap around the two of them. Exhausted they fell asleep right there on the floor.
After they got over their shock, Lucius and Narcissa asked many questions about their new-found niece. All Lucius remembered of her was a head full of bushy brown hair and too much teeth. Narcissa had never seen the girl and wanted to know everything.
“She is very bright, top of most of her classes. Spends most of her time in the library or browbeating Potter and Weasley into doing their schoolwork. I think the chit should have gone into Ravenclaw instead of Gryffindor.”
Lucius stared off as he thought about that fateful night and the mediwitch. He needed to find the woman and get some answers. He stood and went to the floo.
“Luc, what…?” Narcissa stopped at the look in her husbands eyes. He only ever looked like this when he was on a war-path.
“I’m going to St. Mungo’s and talk to Healer Jorgens. He recommended that woman as a mediwitch so he would know who she is.”
“Then I’m going with you.” Narcissa stood and joined him at the fireplace.
“I must return to Hogwarts. Although, Lucius, I was wondering if you had any supply of the Heritage potion. I know that most Pureblood families keep some around for indentity purposes of children.”
“Of course, I actually have a few bottles. I had them brewed a few years after Draco was born. Cissa was pregnant again, but lost the child…” He trailed off at the reminder. Clearing his throat he call a house elf to get the potion. Then they all left, Severus back to Hogwarts and the Malfoy’s to St. Mungo’s.
Stepping out of the floo Lucius and Narcissa went straight to the administrator’s office.
Healer Kelston Jorgens was just finishing some paperwork as the two Malfoy’s came into his office. He gave a start at the look on the man’s face.
“Don’t get up Kelston, I need some answers.” Lucius said as the man began to rise. Kelston slumped back into his chair as the couple took the empty chairs on the other side of his desk.
He cleared his throat, “What kind of answers?”
“Do you remember fifteen years ago you gave me a recommendation. I want to know the name of that mediwitch and I want to know why you recommended her.”
Kelston swallowed at the look on the man’s face. “She came to the hospital just a few years before, her name was To-”
“What do you mean ‘was’?” Lucius demanded.
“She died, almost ten years ago. As I was saying her name was Toriana Forgan. She had quite a resume, and seemed to fit right in with the staff here. She was a very skilled midwife. It was actually her preferred occupation. She regularly made house calls, especially when the expectant mother was on bed-rest or were high risk pregnancies.”
“Like Bella.” Narcissa stated. She remembered the few time Bella had almost lost her baby to miscarriage. She was on almost constant bed-rest after her first big scare. The two of them were in Diagon Alley baby shopping and Bella took a heavy fall onto her stomach.
Now that Narcissa thought about it, the incident seemed a little suspicious. The Alley had been crowded, but not so crowded that people could have avoided them. At the time they both assumed it was an accident, but no one came forward to apologize or anything.
“Yes, like your sister. Now that I think about it throughout her twenty years with us I recall quite a few infant deaths.”
Lucius sneered at the man, “And you never thought anything odd about that? Was she the only one who reported infant deaths? How many?”
“From 1975 to 1984 about twenty or so, I have records…”
“Get them.” Lucius demanded.
Narcissa turned to face him, “Twenty!? Twenty babes ripped from their families? Why? What for?”
Lucius pulled his wife into his arms, “I don’t know, love, but we’ll find out. I need to have that list from the healer, then we are going to talk to those families.”
Ten minutes later Healer Jorgens came back in with a stack of papers, “Here are the names of those who lost babes while Forgan was with us.”
Lucius took the stack and flipped through them scaning the name and moving on to the next page.
“Rosier, Gibbon, Lestrange, Avery, Nott, Black, Thurgun, Rovoms, Crabbe, O’Shea, McDougall… Cissa, all these names are Dark families. Not all of them follow the Dark Lord but they practice in Dark Arts.”
Narcissa stared at him aghast, “They are stealing children from Dark families, and from the Heritage potion done by Miss Granger, sending them to live with Muggles…”
Lucius turned back to the Healer his wand pointed at the man, “Did you know about this? Answer truthfully Jorgens.”
Jorgens began to sweat, “N..nothh..ing… I d…didn’t know… I swear…”
Lucius sneered one last time at the pathetic fool and turned to his wife, “We need to find out who else knew, and we need to test all the muggleborns in that ten year period.”
When Severus Snape returned to Hogwarts he slipped down to the dungeons as unobtrusively as he could. Years of practice kept him clear of Filtch and Mrs. Norris. Snape sneered, oh how he hated that filthy squib.
Finally secure behind his private door, Snape stored the Heritage potion in a cubbord by the door. He will persuade Granger to stay behind after class tomorrow, just to insure she did do the potion right. Lucius would have spared no expence on the Heritage potion he kept. Only the best for a Malfoy.
He had the Gryffindor’s and Slytherins for his second class, and if the chit proved to be Bella’s child… Snape stopped, he honestly had no idea what he’d do. The girl had been raised a muggle, blood or not, and quite possibly Bellatrix would have nothing to do with the child.
Snape shrugged to himdelf, it wasn’t his call to decide weather or not the woman actually deserved to know if her child was alive or not. Being in Azkaban all these years had probably rattled the womans brain. Snape remembered little of the middle Black girl. He’d spent most of his time studying, avoiding the Murauders and trying to beg Lily’s forgiveness after fifth year.
The one thing he did recall was that she had been good at potions, not phenomenal like he was, but good. He supposed it was one thing Granger didn’t loose in the blood adoption.
The next day in potions class, Hermione sat down in her usual spot and waited for Professor Snape to arrive. She gave up trying to figure things out. She just didn’t know enough about what happened to come to a full conclusion.
When class began she followed her assignment by rote, not really paying attention to the instructions. As a result the cauldron began to bubble more furiously and she gave a gasp as the whole thing exploded. Luckily she ducked down behind her desk just in time before the hot liquid could hit her.
“Miss Granger… five points from Gryffindor, and you will stay behind to clean up your mess.”
Hermione stood shakily to her feet and mumbled, “Yes, sir.”
Harry and Ron looked at her worriedly but she shook her head. There really wasn’t anything they could do for her.
After class as Hermione began to clean her desk up Snape came up to her.
“Miss Granger, I need to verify your potion again. I have another page here for you to use.”
“Sir? But my potion wasn’t wrong.” Hermione gaped at him.
“Anything could have happened to the brew without your knowledge. It is just a precaution.”
“Yes, Sir.” Those two words seemed to be the only things she had been saying lately.
Snape led her to his desk where he pulled out the Bamboo parchment and potion. After the potion was absorbed by the parchment Hermione once again let one drop of blood hit the page. And once again the same words appeared on the page.
Hermione Jean Granger (Adoptive Name)
Rosalind Druella Lestrange (Birth Name)
Born: September 19th 1979
Mother: Bellatrix Rose Lestrange nee Black
Maternal Grandfather: Sygnus Black
Maternal Grandmother: Druella Black nee Rosier
Father: Rodolphus Arcturus Lestrange
Paternal Grandmother: Ursulla Salene Lestrange nee Flint
Paternal Grandfather: Arcturus Lestrange
Blood Adopted Mother: Ellen May Granger nee Thomas
Blood Adopted Father: Gerard Cole Granger
Blood Adoption approved by Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge
Snape took the page, “Well, that’s that I guess, Miss Lestrange.”
Hermione jerked up and stared at him, “Wha…?”
TBC…
I NEED REVIEWS!!!! PLEASE!!!! Thanks, Kalendral
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