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The Marriage Contract	By : SweetHoney Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 18442 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Since you guys were so nice and gave such good reviews, I hurried and posted this chapter. Hope you'll love it.

"We miss you over here." Pallas said as soon as Anna answered her phone.

"Hello, Pallas. Nice to hear from you. Me, I'm fine." Anna sarcastically greeted her friend.

"When are you coming back?" Pallas asked.

Anna's index finger tapped the back of her cellphone as she calculated the date Hermione was going to be due. She also took into consideration that she didn't want to go back afterward. Naming a short date would pacified Pallas, although she didn't plan on sticking to it. She needed to be alone with herself for a while and rethink her next move. "About nine months."

"Why nine months?"

"Because human babies take nine months to develop."

"What do you mean? I thought you were only there to look after a patient?"

"My patient is pregnant."

"I thought you were a psycho doctor, since when did you become a midwife?"

Anna had explained it to Pallas the job description before. Pallas understood what she did, but her friend pronounced the word wrong. Anna was a psychiatrist. A medical doctor that specializes in the treatment of mental disorders. The only reason why Anna didn't corrected her was because Pallas had a naive, honesty, and big mouth. Together they made a lethal combination. She would tell everyone who asked what other jobs Anna did for a living, which she didn't need. Having Pallas telling others she was a psycho doctor was misleading, but it beat people poking their nose into her business.

"I am fully qualified. I've helped a bunch of my friends give birth. Both mom and baby perfectly healthy."

"Okay, okay - where are you anyways?"

"In a crypt, grabbing a bite."

Pallas laughed, "No really. Where are you?"

The pieces of Anna's hair unwrapped themselves from the demon's throat. The silence in the dark room vanished as its screams filled the open space before she used her powers to mute it. In two seconds it was completely gone, leaving only a fingernail behind. The fingernail was going to be the physical proof that she was going to take back to Paris to show everyone. Her hair picked up the fingernail and put it in her purse.

Pallas' whimpering could be heard from the other line. She never had the stomach for this type of thing. "What are you doing in a crypt?"

Anna glanced at the numerous caskets that were stacked a few feet apart, the stone walls, and floor, "Kind of reminds me of my place and the caskets are nice." She ran her hands over the smooth surface and pulled opened the lid. "Looks comfortable too. I am so going to ask where they bought it."

"Just remember to always wash your hands after you finish eating or when preparing food. Remi said, 'There are tiny creatures called bacteria that can make you sick.'"

"I'm not using my hands but sure, okay." Anna said as she shrugged. She nervously glanced left and right before she spoke again. "So...how are things over there?"

"Nick is hanging out with Delilah." Pallas responded, knowing exactly what Anna wanted.

Anna felt a tightness in her chest that she attributed it to the demon she just consumed. "They make a cute couple."

"Don't front. If my Remi was seeing someone else, I'd being spiting out fire. Oh...is that why you're there? Eating away your feelings to heal your heart?"

Anna didn't want to talk about her relationships issues with Pallas. Simply because there were none. "If you must know I am here for my patients."

"Why'd you take them down to a crypt to eat them? Can't you eat them someplace better, nicer?"

"I'm a professional. I don't eat my patients. As printed in the back of my card."

"Really?"

"They are now."

"Remember how you were back in Hogwarts?"

"Yeah," Draco said hesitantly. His father had been a delicate subject for him to discuss during the past few years. Recently, he'd been so preoccupied with caring for his mother and Hermione, that he hardly thought about him now. The memories of him still hurt, but not as much as before.

"Now times that by ten."

"Really?"

"According to your mom he was a wicked boy. He never bullied her, but she has seen him in action."

Draco and Hermione were interrupted by a knock on the door. He opened the door to reveal Anna. For an unknown reason, he felt an incredible urge to run his fingers through her hair, which had became lighter and brighter than this morning. One glance at Hermione told him she was thinking the same thing. He suspected Anna was a Veela or at least she had some Veela blood because he'd experience dealing with their type before. Although she was beautiful in her own way, this attraction he had toward Anna was certainly not sexual. He only wanted to touch her hair. With Hermione it was different, he wanted to touch her everywhere he could reach and it was not temporary.

"Sorry am I interrupting?" asked Anna as she went inside.

"Not at all."

"I came to tell you that we have returned."

Harry had told Draco earlier that Anna and Ron went to his family mausoleum to see if the other demon was there. "How did you get inside without my permission? The wards surrounding it are ancient."

"You gave me your permission. You were very stressed about Hermione's safety. I suppose something such as that must have flew out of your mind."

Although he didn't remember it, he supposed she was right. "I guess."

"First of all. I would like to apologize for tell Harry and Ron about you two. It was not my place and I overstepped my boundaries."

"Please don't worry." said Hermione, "Honestly, I was dreading when I was going tell them. You saved us the trouble."

"But I still feel terrible. I hope this good news makes up for it." said Anna, "I found the other demon. It was living inside your father's body."

This news sent him over the edge. "Where is it? I want to kill it for tainting my father's corpse!"

She took out the fingernail that was wrapped in a cloth. "It died after attacking Ron. Here's all that's left."

Draco and Hermione went to Anna and looked at the fingernail that resemble a large fish scale. After the couple was done inspecting it, Anna put it away, promising to give it to Harry to by studied.

"Is Ron all right?" asked Hermione. "Where is he?"

"The demon barely scratched him, but he did hit his head pretty hard when he fell. I took him to a guestroom to rest. Come, I need to show you something." Anna led them down the hall to a guest room. She knocked the door before she opened it. Inside, a very thin Lucius' was sitting on the bed, swing his legs, looking as alive as ever. He was dressed in blue robes and his hair was wet from a recent bath. Hermione caught Draco when he nearly tripped at the sight.

"Good, you're finished with your bath. Now, let's go downstairs and eat." said Anna, "These are my friends Draco and Hermione. They are also your caretakers."

"Hello," said Lucius.

Anna caught Draco and Hermione in her arms as they fainted.

"A house elf will show you around." she told Lucius. "Excuse us."

The door shut by itself as she dragged the two out and back into the study. She gently placed them on the couch and lightly shook them.

"I had the oddest dream." Draco said as he came too. "I thought I saw my father."

"You did see your father." said Anna.

Draco's eyes widen. Could this really be true?

"I extracted the demon from your father's body and as it turned out he was alive the whole time."

"You mean we buried him alive?"

"Yes you did. I have reason to believe that the men who had attacked were possessed by the two demons. They jumped out of the men and went into your parents. You father's body went into its natural defense and shut down to combat the demon's sudden take over. It made him appeared as if he was dead. I believe he woke up after you buried him. The demon's powers kept him alive through the years. While it was trapped in the crypt by the wards, it fed off his memories. He now thinks he's a ten year old child. Its the weaker brother of the demon that was inside your mother. Narcissa and Lucius think they are young children because their memories were eaten."

Draco was silent as he absorbed the information. Tears fell down his face as he slowly smiled. Nothing could describe the way he felt this very moment. There were many questions he wanted to ask Anna, but at this very moment he was lost for words.

"Their memories can be restore over time as long as we are patient. You probably want to tell the good news to Hermione. I'll go see how Lucius, Narcissa, and Ron are doing."

"Ron," Harry said gently as Ron blinked.

"Merlin!" Ron groaned, taking in where he was. He sat up from the bed and grabbed Harry's arm. "You should've seen it!"

"Careful," Harry warned, trying to calm him down.

Ron took deep breathes and composed himself, "We went inside. It was dark. The light at the end of my wand went off. I heard, felt movement. I told Anna to stay close. Anna found a light source on the wall. The place light up. Lucius came at me. I stupefy him. His body fell and then something came out of him. It looked like a cross between a Dementor and troll."

"What about Anna?" asked Harry. He was not going to bring up Hermione, which he thought might upset him, but distract Ron with Anna. He needed to know more about this mysterious woman if she was going to be taking care of his friend during an important time. Anna appeared kind and helpful, but Harry sense something odd about her.

"Anna?! Is she all right?" Ron asked, glancing frantically for her.

"She's all right. She managed to kill the demon and save you. Also, Lucius is alive."

"What?"

"I couldn't believe it either until I saw him with my own eyes." Harry related to Ron what Anna had told him.

"How does she know all of this?" asked Ron. "This creature? I've never heard of it."

"That's just what I want to know." nodded Harry, "Do you suspect something is not right with Anna?"

"And the hair. Its...Its..."

"Alluring."

"I want to touch it." Ron admitted.

"Run your fingers through it." agreed Harry.

"I think she's a Veela."

"So do I but possibly a different breed. She doesn't look like the ones we've seen."

"We're in Paris, we can connect the Delacours and ask them."

Hermione awoken on the couch to see Draco bending over his knees, his hand covering his eyes. She had only seem Draco this vulnerable from afar. All those time she had wished she was able to hold him, comfort him. Her hands was shaking as they reach out to touch him. She stopped when he suddenly turned his head to look at her. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her close. The held each other as tears silently fell. Draco cried for the miracle of his father's return, while Hermione cried for not being able to protect him form hurtful events in his life. If only she could take away the pain.

Draco pulled back and kissed her. Hermione could sense his desperate need to feel. She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer and leaned back on to the couch. He followed her downward and carefully rest his weight over her. The heated between them ignited up as both began to pull at each other's clothes. No words were exchanged between them. Hermione knew what Draco wanted and she was too willing to give.

Afterward, both were laying on the couch in exhaustion. Hermione rested her head on Draco's chest, rubbing her cheek against his naked flesh while his arms wrapped around her.

"I erased my parents memories once." said Hermione. She shifted her position and rested her chin on Draco's chest. They carefully observed one another as she spoke. "During the war. I made them believe they were entirely different people, and they left the country. Wendell and Monica Wilkins didn't know that they had a daughter."

"I understand what drove you to make that decision." said Draco. "But I have to ask, how? How could you bring yourself? Hold your wand and point it at them?"

"I wanted to keep them safe and happy. After the war, I found them in Australia and restored their memories."

"How did they react?"

"They were angry, disapproved of my lies and secrets. They told me how they honestly felt. My dad asked me where his daughter w-w-as? I-I-"

"It's all right you don't have to tell me." Draco said, wiping the tears away and attempting to soothe her. He was upset that Hermione was upset. When she lies she stuttered. When she was nervous she stuttered and avoided looking at the person she's speaking to. When she was upset, she began sobbing and stuttering her words, but she maintained eye contact.

"No, no. You should hear this. I never told anyone, not even Harry and Ron."

Draco kissed her head and nodded for her to continue. Hermione took deep breathes and relaxed.

"I was ignorant. I sense they felt left out, but I was too...excited about magic. I knew they were going to be angry, but thought...I thought they would understand. They always understand and I took it for granted. When my dad asked me where his daughter was. It was when it don on me. During those years, I rarely thought about them. I neglected them. I didn't appreciate them."

"That's not true." stated Draco. Although, he didn't know the full extent of Hermione's relationship with her parents, he felt a need to say something. Do something. Seeing her like this was killing him. He thought back to what Anna said to them yesterday.

Face each other. Talk.

"They love you." he said, "I saw it at the wedding. The way they look at you with such pride. They are proud of you."

"I know and it hurts me that I keep things from them - oh! What - How am I going to tell them - and everyone else - about us? The baby?"

"I'm not going to allow you to carry this burden on yourself. I'm here. Never forget that. I'll be with you when we tell them."

Overwhelmed by happiness Hermione kissed Draco. She was amazed at his ability to say the right things and made her feel better. Having him and the support from her friends was lifting a heavy burden from her. Weeks ago when she was shopping for her wedding dress, she had once fantasized about her marriage being real and that Draco was really in love with her. This, what was happening now trumped that fantasy in to pieces. It was like a dream come true.
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