Imperiused (Dramione)

Malfoy Manor (Part 2)

What is Potter doing outside? Draco Malfoy thought. Does he already know about my crime and came to arrest me or worst, kill me?

"Master, Harry Potter keeps calling your name! He is also rattling the gates!" The House-elf informed him shakily.

"I'll deal with him," Draco replied, opening the manor doors and walking leisurely towards the manor gates.

"Malfoy! Come out and face me!" The Boy Who Lived, shouted for the hundredth time. He was hurling curses to the bloody manor gates, letting Malfoy know he was there.

"What do I owe the pleasure of your visit, St. Potter? Missed me already?" Draco asked in false bravado. He knew the manor wards will not let a single curse from Potter touch him.

"You evil Death Eater! What have you done to Hermione?!" Harry replied angrily, his wand pointed to the blonde boy in front of him.

Draco looked him in the eye and raised his eyebrow at him, feigning ignorance. He wants to know first what he knows before replying. "What do you mean, Potter?" He asked slyly.

"You bloody know what I mean!" Harry replied through gritted teeth. "If it wasn't for your mother, you'll be dead by now," he told him, remembering how Narcissa Malfoy helped him during the war.

"I don't know why you're angry that Hermione likes me," the blonde boy taunted. Thank, Merlin, Potter knows how to be grateful for mother's help during the war.

"You r***d her! You b*****d!" He replied angrily, his face red with fury. "What have she ever done to you for you to hate her that much?!" He asked.

Draco closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply. So, they know everything. He opened his eyes, looking straight at Potter's eyes. "Let's talk inside," he said quietly, opening the manor gates with a wave of his wand.

Harry was surprised, he just nodded at his school archenemy. He followed Draco inside, noticing the stiffness on the boy's back in front of him while they walked towards the manor.

Draco led him to the library, sitting on one of the armchairs once inside. "Sit, Potter. And pocket your wand," he instructed, inserting his wand on his robes.

Harry sat but continued on holding his wand at his side.

"I visited my mother earlier this afternoon," Draco started, looking at him straight in the eyes, relieved that the Wizarding Saviour hasn't cursed him yet. "I was surprised when she told me that she's having a grandchild. I told her I didn't know what she's talking about until she showed me the miniature of the Black Family Tree Tapestry she owns," he explained.

Harry was just listening silently to him, hand still gripping his wand.

Draco continued, "After seeing the family tree, I deduced that indeed she was telling the truth and not hallucinating. My mother has been in St. Mungo's for months now, treating her depression. After leaving the hospital, I searched the library for information about the Black Family Tree Tapestry. I found out that the tree shows new descendants after they have been conceived, that's when I knew that I was really going to be a father."

Harry was just still listening intently. There was something different from his former classmate that he can't pinpoint.

"I have only been with Hermione since school started so I knew that she's the one carrying my child," Draco admitted.

Harry could not believe what he just heard. Draco Malfoy who had slept around with most of Hogwarts' females has only been with Hermione for the past months?!

"Why did you r**e her, Malfoy?" Harry asked through gritted teeth. "Are your whores not enough for you?"

The blonde closed his eyes. "I did not know she was still a virgin when I did what I did to her," he confessed, suddenly feeling weak from remembering his crime.

"So you think that, if she wasn't a virgin, it's no big deal?!" Harry asked angrily. He was trying to keep calm for Hermione's sake, because he promised her he wouldn't kill the b*****d.

"I was not thinking, I was in deep s**t after the war!" Draco exclaimed, he could not burst into tears in front of Potter! "Sex was the only thing that kept me from being insane! And I am so sorry that I violated Hermione!"

"Your sorry, doesn't change a damn thing, Malfoy!" Harry replied, rage burning through him. "She's now pregnant because you r***d her! You Imperiused and Obliviated her to conceal your crimes! But it wasn't enough for you! You go about making her think you like her then seduced her so she will succumb to you!"

"It wasn't my intention to seduce her, it just happened," Draco replied quietly, he didn't want to fight Potter. He was still exhausted from the day's events. "And I did not make her think that I like her, because honestly I realised that I do like her," he confessed.

"Stop playing games, Malfoy!" Harry shouted at him, he wanted to shake him to make him tell him the truth.

"I am not playing games. I know you don't believe me, but I am willing to make everything right for her and our child," Draco insisted. "I want to talk to Hermione," he added.

"No way! I will not let you near her!" Harry opposed.

"Please, Potter. You know that she and I need to talk," Draco argued quietly.

Harry stared at the boy in front of him and saw the sincerity in his eyes. He hated to admit to himself that maybe he did care about Hermione after all. He stood up, and started going towards the library doors.

"I'll owl you tomorrow the place and time you can meet her, but Ginny and I will be there too," he finally agreed. This is what Hermione wanted too.

Draco released a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Potter," he replied gratefully. He knows he could not wait to talk to her, they need to discuss things before going back to Hogwarts.

Harry just nodded in acknowledgment, walking away. He kept on walking until he reached the manor gates, not looking back. He hoped that he made the right decision. For Hermione's sake, he will contain his anger and not kill the father of her unborn child.

Draco was relieved that Potter did not even tried to curse him, but instead just listened quietly to him. Potter must really loved Hermione so much that he was willing to give him a chance to talk to her and not kill him on the spot.

He couldn't help but think of his upcoming meeting with Hermione, hoping that she'll forgive him of his crimes.