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Truth will set you free!	By : dreamtrooper Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9582 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters from it and I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This plot however is a figment of my imagination.

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Harry sat stunned as he heard the last of Draco's narration. He could not believe that Rose would lie like that to her parents. She was a very good child and she was never dishonest. Frankly he couldn't understand why Rose had to lie to them about the one night stand. Maybe she thought that they would be disappointed at the way her pregnancy was achieved. But then to go to such lengths to hide the fact was unnecessary. He had no option but to ask what he was going to ask Draco now, "Malfoy, I will not lie, I am surprised and I need evidence. Now...I know there was no third person there when all this happened but we are building a case and these memories will only prove you right so I would need them…"
The room went silent as both Hermione and Harry looked at Draco expectantly. His face coloured a bit before he nodded slowly, "But...I have one condition. She does not get to see them." He said pointing his finger to Hermione.
Hermione rolled her eyes and replied, "Of course Malfoy! I don't want see them as well. So rest assured you can just show them to Harry." Satisfied Draco agreed and Harry muttered a spell unknown to his friend and a door suddenly opened behind him as the room elongated behind his chair. He stood up gesturing Draco to do the same. Hermione sat stunned as Harry took Draco inside the secret door and locked it behind him.
Inside the room was very bright, airy and lighted like a consulting room. It had a pensieve on its right side and a huge sturdy cupboard where most probably memories were being stored. He asked Draco to sit in one of the three chairs around a glass table in the room. He took out his wand and collected the memories that Draco was willing to give to him one by one. He collected them in a vial and then thanked Draco who took sometime to clear his head. Harry then went to the pensieve and poured out the memories into it. He looked back at Draco as if asking him to join him. Draco got up and went to him. They both took the plunge together.
The library was huge and elegantly decorated with imported furniture and age old lamps still polished to look as good as new. Memory Draco was seen reading a book while Harry and the real Draco stood inside the room in front of him. Then an elf popped out of nowhere and spoke, "Master Draco, I am afraid some of Master Scorpius's friends are vandalising the furniture. They are being unruly and even beating each other up. I tried to warn them but they are too intoxicated to listen to me. In fact I have been smelling some of very unsavoury potions that can create havoc in their minds. They are not safe Master. They are playing with fire. What do you want me to do?"
Memory Draco looked at the elf and replied, "That’s okay Tippy I will take care of them. Where is Scorpius by the way? Isn't he supposed to be there?"
Tippy bowed and replied, "I tried to find him Master but it seems he is in a room and warded it so that no one, not even me, can enter."
Memory Draco shook his head, "Probably shagging one of his friends...that boy! Anyway, I am going there right now Tippy, I want you to gather any and all of these potions you are talking about and put them in a box inside our manor's medicine cabinet. I need to have a talk with Scorpius. This can easily get out of hand if not nipped in the bud." with that memory Draco apparated and the memory finished only to open another one.
Here memory Draco was examining a broken chair and a broken coffee table. He shook his head and looked for Scorpius across the beautifully decorated ball room but he only saw multiple couples of young teenagers sitting in corners or on tables groping, kissing and undressing each other. Unable to watch he turne,d only to bump into a fairly sober teenager with brown hair and freckles on his nose. He smiled at him and spoke, "Mr Malfoy! So nice to meet you at last. I was eleven when we last spoke. Remember about the dragon that Scorpius had insisted on for his birthday? Well I must say Mr Malfoy, you throw fun parties, Scorpius must get it from you. Did you know he got a chance to choose his elective subject as potions for his Masters degree? He topped the class at school…so of course he obviously got the chance but…still he is very bright. He is my junior and yet.."
He struggled to finish his sentence but Draco spoke, "Of course I remember you...Andrew right? So nice to see you Andrew. I am glad you are enjoying the party. I was looking for Scorpious though…have you seen him?"
The young man beamed when Malfoy recognised him and nodded, "Of course I have but you will have to share a drink with me first." Draco smiled at the teenager and nodded before taking the glass of drink he had extended towards him.
Draco took two sips just to be polite and then asked, "So will you tell me now?"
Andrew smiled bashfully before saying, "I think he went to his room with someone to get some privacy if you know what I mean?"
Draco gave him a tight smile and walked away from him. He had walked not ten steps when he began to feel dizzy and the room seemed to spin. The picture quality of the memory also deteriorated and Harry and real Draco were finding it hard to see anything. The memory ended and the next memory started.
Memory Draco was stumbling into a room. He was leaning on the walls and the door to steady his steps. He saw the bed and sighed with relief, "Finally...Merlin...what is happening..." from then on his voice went low and he tried to speak but only sounds came...no words.
He somehow got to the bed...the memory picture was hazy and not clear at all. He sat on the edge of the bed and shook his head trying to see clearly. Soon he was able to open his eyes and see clearly with that the memory looked clear as well. The room was obviously Scorpius's seeing all the quidditch equipment and books lying around. He took a deep breath trying to calm his racing heart beat. He took three deep breaths before he heard the sound of a door opening and he looked up only to find the door of the attached bathroom open.
Harry and real Draco looked at the scene not moving a muscle. Harry gulped as he sensed he was about to see something he shouldn't as Rose's Godfather but he had no choice. He was the investigating officer and he had to remain professional at all costs.
Memory Draco's breath hitched and his eyes grew wide in surprise as he saw Rose in a filmsy night gown that reached only till her mid thighs. He had to admit, she got a lot of her beauty from her mother...her mother...lovely Granger...Hermione. Those were his thoughts. He tried to speak but again only grabled sounds came out of his mouth. He gulped hoping to be able to speak but he was again stunned when Rose smiled at him and moved forward. He tried to show that he was uncomfortable but Rose was ignoring all his hand and face signals. She walked up close to him and then put her hands on his shoulders. He shook his head but something was stopping him. The lust potion was affecting his decisions and he could no longer ignore the heat he felt when Rose touched him. He felt was if flames were licking him and only the company of a woman would cool him down.
Rose moved her hands from his shoulders to his chest removing his coat buttons. His eyes had a gleam in them as he moaned at her touch and she was very pleased with his response. She did not stop smiling as she removed his coat from his shoulders. She pushed him down and he lay willingly. Rose smiled even more as she saw how eager he was to have her.
Memory Draco lay on the bed moaning as he saw Rose...Rose and then as she moved her hands to his shirt buttons, then suddenly Rose was no longer Rose...as she pushed him on the bed...his vision changed...and he was happy.
Harry and Real Draco kept watching the scene...Draco's ears had gone red with embarassament but some thing happened just then...the memory altered a bit. The room was the same...the bed was the same...Draco was the same only now...instead of Rose...Hermione stood near the bed pushing Memory Draco down on the mattress. She then opened his shirt and bent over him to kiss him. As soon as she was close enough to kiss...the memory ended and another memory started. It was morning and memory Draco opened his eyes only to see Rose already dressed in a modest dress smiling at him, "I have left you a letter. Please read it. And thank you for last night." Sayng this she left the room while Memory Draco tried to get up and found himself naked. He covered himself and called out to Rose to stop but she left without heeding to his cries. The memory ended as he spotted the letter on his bed.
It was after a few seconds that both Harry and Real Draco were out of the Pensieve. They both sat on the chairs silent not knowing what to say. Harry was shocked to see Rose behave like this. She was a smart girl She would have known that Draco was not himself to have behaved like this. Did it mean that Rose already knew that Draco was going to be in that room? Had she planned all this?
Draco sat still with a hundred thoughts running through his brain. That did not look like a girl who was in love with him. That looked like a girl who was expecting him in that state and was okay with the fact that he was under influence of some charm. How did he miss such a simple logic that a girl who wanted to have action would have at least shown some indication as to what she was expecting from him, at least say something. Instead Rose behaved like she was hoping he would come into the room and she would easily get what she wanted. he had been a fool to have thought he was the aggressor here. It was Rose who had planned this. Shit! how was he going to tell Hermione what really happened? Will she accept his explanation?
Harry looked at Draco, he saw Draco sitting still but his eyes said many things. He spoke what both were thinking, "She planned this. Rose planned this."
Draco looked at him with relief, "Glad you caught up Potter. but how do we tell Hermione that? She will be hurt. I don't want to be the bearer of more bad news."
Harry nodded, "I understand. I will tell her everything I saw. Don't worry Malfoy."
Draco looked a bit worried as he spoke, "Potter...everything but not the last thing that you saw... you know...about Rose turning into Hermione...That was private."
Harry bit his lip to stop from smirking. He now had something he could blackmail Malfoy with. However he remained serious and nodded, "Of course not Malfoy. I will keep that to myself."
They both went out of the room after harry labelled and saved the memories in a vial and put it inside the locked cupboard. Hermione was pacing the room and looked relieved to see the two men again. Harry asked Hermione to sit while Draco said his goodbye. He did not want to be there when Harry would tell Hermione about Rose's deception. Hermione waved her goodbye knowingly.
"Give it to me straight Harry. No more hiding the truth. Tell me what you saw." She pleaded to her best friend. Harry sat on his chair and rubbed his face with his hands before looking at her and replacing his glasses on his eyes. He smiled sadly as he spoke, "Malfoy was given a lust potion. He had no power over his actions. And Hermione...Rose...Rose must have planned this because she did not appear surprised to see Malfoy unable to keep his hands off her. In fact she was the one who went to him and initiated the...the...thing between them. Rose knew he would come to the room under influence. I did not expect this from her Hermione. Why would she do that?"
Hermione sat on the chair trying to make sense of what Harry was telling her. Rose...innocent Rose was the one who planned this encounter between them and was the one who started the intimacy as well. She trusted Harry with all her life but she had to see the memories for herself to believe that Rose would do so. So she pleaded Harry for the same. He refused and refused until she threatened him and then he gave up. He took her inside the secret room and let her see the memories that Draco gave them. After a few minutes Hermione came back out of the pensieve shock written on her face and sat down on the chair gingerly. Sh looked at Harry with tears and spoke, "What has she done Harry? What has my little girl done?"
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