Shut Up and Kiss Me

Chapter 17 | Searching for Hermione

I did send you a note

On the wind for to read

Our names there together

Must've fallen like the sea

"In This Shirt" by The Irrepressibles

Chapter 17
Searching for Hermione

"Listen here you piece of crap," Ron was furious. "She did not run away, where do you want us to sign on it? It's been almost an entire day, for bloody sake."

Draco holding back from tackling the aurors to the floor was his biggest test of patience he'd ever experienced. He couldn't even risk using the same language as Ron, despite the fear running through his body being a thousand times worse.

Someone of his history would not get away with telling an auror to fuck off, no matter how much they deserve it. He was holding onto the window handle so tight that it actually broke off.

"Ronald." His father said firmly, "Let the aurors do their jobs."

Ron almost tripped over Harry's foot as it kept shaking from his seat, he said something about needing a drink before heading to the kitchen. That's when Harry got up, "Very well, auror." He was not pleased, but complied. "Ask your questions then."

"Malfoy," Draco's eyes shrinked into a glare at the auror for not addressing  him formally. "What is your relationship with Miss Granger?"

"She's my girlfriend. But you already know that thanks to the papers."

The auror ignored his comment, moving on fast to his next question.

"How would you describe your relationship with Miss Granger?"

"Excuse me?"

"All procedure questions." The auror tried to assure him, but his words were no where near reassuring.

"We haven't been together for a long time, but our relationship is serious. Stable."

"Stable enough to raise a child together?"

Everyone's head snapped at the auror, no one dared to interrupt the interrogation. Draco's jaw tightened, the insides of his mouth hurt from the pressure he was putting.

Never in his entire life had Draco imagined himself thinking it but he wished he was ronald weasley just to have the privilege of telling off a ministry employee.

The auror held up in a plastic bag the pregnancy test from upstairs.

"Answer the question, Malfoy."

It's Mister Malfoy to you. And to everyone.

"Yes, I suppose so. We're both very young, we haven't actually talked about it yet."

"So you claim not to know about her pregnancy?"

"I never said that!" Draco shouts at last.

But the auror goes on, "You found out she's pregnant and you couldn't live with the shame of a Malfoy growing up with muggle blood."

"No- You need to listen to me, I would never-"

"And while everyone was asleep you took her outside, did Merlin knows what and came back alone claiming to have headed out alone."

Draco's right hand was formed into such a tight fist that he felt blood seeping through his fingernails from the palm.

He wanted to hit him. He wanted to hurt him for everything he was saying.