Confusion And Obsession

A/N Hello! Well, to start, not everyone is going to agree with me about the legalities of the events that take place in this story. However, it works for the story so just go with it :}
Chapter 21


Silver looked around the room one more time.

Nope. She didn’t forget anything.

She was going home today. She finally convinced Draco to go get something to eat. He had not left her side for the two day she had been here. She was grateful but she needed him to take care of himself too.

Everyone had been so wonderful. Her parents, Blaise, her Godparents, and her friends.

She smiled when she thought about what Blaise and she had talked about this morning. He was with Cassie now and very happy about it. Silver was glad. They both deserved all the happiness in the world. Now all she had to do was hope that Harry and Luna would be able to find their way to each other.

“Hey, Silver. Hope this is not a bad time.”

Speak of the Devil….

“Harry, I’m glad you came by.”

“Where’s your worse half?”

“Ha ha, very funny. I managed to get Draco to go get something to eat. He was wearing himself out.”

“Ya, I talked to him earlier and he seemed beat. Silver…. I want you to know that…I realize that he loves you and you love him. I am happy for you, I really am.”

“It means a lot, Harry. I know this is not what we thought my life would be like when we were in school. It’s so different then that in a lot of ways but it’s the same too. I have someone who I love and will be happy with. I am grateful for that.”

“I am too. Even if it’s with Malfoy.”

Silver was about to blast him then she noticed his smirk and the laughter in his eyes.

“You’re a real comedian, Harry.”

“So, do you love me enough to name your son Harry?”

“Over my dead body, Potter!”

Silver busted out laughing when she saw the look of horror on Draco’s face; he was standing at the door.
“Oh, I don’t know…Harry Albus Malfoy, it was a certain ring.”

Draco glared at them as they fell against each other laughing.
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Silver was glad to be in her own room at the Manor. Well, her room for now. She was getting married in a week! She couldn’t believe it. They were going to be married in a Scottish castle that belonged to the Malfoy family. Her dress robes were ready and almost all the invitations had come back with a positive response. Everyone wanted to witness the nuptials of the Malfoy heir and Zabini heiress. She had even heard from Viktor. He and Aleksandra were coming and Silver couldn’t wait to meet her.

After the wedding, Draco was taking her away. He wouldn’t tell her where just that she would love it.
They would spend three weeks alone together then come home. Silver was excited about that also. As much as so loved Draco she couldn’t wait to put her proposal together for Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall had told her to take her time. Changes, if any, would not be made until the next school year. Silver still could not believe that they had asked her. It was a great honor. Harry had teased her mercilessly when she told him.

You can take the girl out of Hogwarts but not Hogwarts out of the girl…..

She knew he was just as proud of her as her family was. Silver finally felt like everything was coming together.

Harry and she had talked things through and Ron, Ginny, and Pansy were, for now, all locked up.

She threw herself on the bed and indignant meow sounded from beneath her.

“Drago, my love, I am so very sorry I didn’t see you there.”

The kitten cuddled in her hand and Silver gave him all her attention.

“You missed me didn’t you?” Silver’s face lost its smile as she remembered why.

It would never go away would it?

Sliver brought Drago to her chest as tears started to fall down her face.

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Luna watched Harry fiddle with his glasses. The invitation for dinner was given a few days ago but Harry was so busy that this was the first night he was able to make good on it.

“How is everything going with the Weasleys?”

“Well, the ‘evaluations’ are set for tomorrow. The finally found someone that they all agreed on.”

“That’s good, right?”

“Ya, that’s good. I’m just worried. They get away with so much I don’t know what would happen if they were cleared.”

“I would imagine Draco and the Zabinis would have a thing or two to say about that.”

“Yes they would. But, let’s talk about something else. I don’t want you to think all I think about is them.”

Luna smiled as she drank from her glass. Being across from Harry like this was a dream come true. She never thought it would happen.

“So how about those Montrose Magpies?”

Harry laughed so hard the others in the restaurant looked around to see what was so funny. Harry was wiping the tears from his eyes as the last chuckles escaped.

“That’s what I love about you, Luna. You can always make me feel better.”

“I do what I can. Do people always stare at you like this?”

“Ah, I was hoping you wouldn’t notice. Yes, most of the time. Do you want to leave?”

“A walk would be great.”

As they left the restaurant, Harry took Luna’s hand in his. She felt like she was floating on air. She had known this man for so long but their interactions were never like this. Luna cuddled into her coat and tried to keep the giggles down.

Harry gave her a one-arm hug as they walked the street. There were still stares, just not as many.

The made it to the park without saying anything. Each lost in their own thoughts. Harry actually felt more clear headed then ever.

It was obvious that the potion Ginny had been using had been messing with his thought process and now he could finally see the world through his own eyes.

Luna wanted to remember everything that happened so she would remember it forever. Harry focused on her, Luna Lovegood.

“So…..”

Luna did giggle then as Harry tried to make conversation.

“Luna, I want you to know that…I really like you and I want to ask…Luna, would you be my girlfriend?”

Luna didn’t wait for Harry to finish before she jumped into his arms. He laughed as he twirled her around and she clung to his neck.

When they came to a stop, she still had her arms around his neck and he had his around her waist.

“So is that a yes?”

Luna’s answer was her lips against his. He got he answer he wanted.

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Blaise had the feeling in his stomach all day. Like a pain, that wasn’t a pain. It was when he caught sight of Draco and Silver’s engagement photo on the mantel that he
realized it was his sister. He felt like a git because he didn’t catch on sooner.

What kind of brother was he?

He rushed out of the study to her room.

I’m coming Silver.

He opened her door without knocking knowing that she needed him. His twin sister needed him.

“Silver?”

He heard her sobs before he saw her. Though there was no blood or bruises, Blaise was reminded of how he found his sister the last time Ron Weasley hurt her. It was the same, only this time the damage was inside.

Blaise gathered her in his arms and rocked her as she cried. He whispered reassurance in her ear as she clung to him.

“Blaise?”

“Yes, I’m here and you and your babies are safe I promise.”

“I…Oh, Merlin Blaise, please don’t leave me.”

“I will always be here for you, always.”

They held each other for a long time before Silver spoke.

“Why am I so weak? I was so strong before. Why can’t I be the witch I used to be?”
“You know what I think? I think that you have had to be strong for so long that you just need a break. You need people to take care of you. Nothing wrong with that.”

“Really? You don’t think less of me?”

“Don’t be daft. There is nothing that can make me think less of you. You have been through a lot. Not just the kidnapping, well either of them but you lost who you were. On top of that, someone you thought was your friend hurt you. That would be a lot for anyone to handle.”

“I know she’s in here, Blaise. The strong witch I was before, she is here.”

“Of course she is and when you need her to come out she will.”

Blaise stayed with his sister while she cried her eyes out and feel asleep. Blaise felt so helpless, he wanted to take away all her pain. He knew he couldn’t but he wished with all his heart that he could.

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Blaise was just putting Silver in her bed when Draco knocked softly and let himself in.

“What’s wrong? Is she alright?”

Blaise held a finger to his lips and nodded. They both left the room as quietly as they could.

“What happened?” Draco demanded as the walked the hall that led to the Blaise’s study.

“I think everything finally hit her. It was too much.”

“I was afraid this might happen. I knew that she hadn’t felt everything yet. Do you think she should be alone? I should go sit with her.”

“Silver is worn out. I don’t think she will wake up for a while.”

Blaise poured each of them a drink and the sipped in silence.

“Tomorrow is the big day. The evaluations.” Blaise watched as Draco swallowed hard before answering.

“Yes. The hearing is set for the day after tomorrow. They will know then how they will proceed.”

“And Pansy? She can’t claim the same; she was never on the front lines.”

“No, she defiantly can’t. She is scheduled to appear before the panel tomorrow. Hopefully they will wrap things up quickly.”

“I hope so, Draco. We all need this…nightmare to be over.”

“I agree. Silver needs the rest of her pregnancy to be peaceful.”

“Why do I have the feeling that tomorrow is going to be anything but?”

Draco looked at his friend and shook his head. He hated to agree but something told him Blaise was right.

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Silver was dressing for the day when she noticed. Not a big change but she did notice. There was an extra thickness about her middle. True she was not very far along but she was a small girl and it was twins. She was grinning when she slipped on her dress.

She left her room once she was presentable and joined her family in the breakfast room. She was surprised to see Draco and his parents at the table.

“Good morning”

Everyone looked up and greeted her with smiles.

Draco got up to escort her to her chair next to him.

“Good morning, Darling. How are you feeling?”

“Good. Really good. How is everyone this morning?”

It was Narcissa who answered. “Wonderful. Having breakfast before leaving for the Ministry.”

“Yes, I could use something to eat before we leave.”

“We? No, sweetheart, you can relax here at home and we will let you know what happens.”

“I don’t think so. I need to be there, Draco. I have a right to be there.”

Draco saw the look in her eyes and knew she was right. He was however concerned for her health. Avani evidently felt the same.

“Silver, are you sure? It will be very stressful.”

“I know, Mama, but I need to be there. I can handle this I
promise.”

Draco shared a look with Blaise and sighed.

“If it’s that important, alright. Pansy’s review is before noon and we should know about the Weasleys’ evaluations shortly after.”

With the decision made, everyone sat down to breakfast to
discuss the next week’s wedding.

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The gallery was just as full as the last time Silver and her family was here. Silver noticed the media and grimaced. She hated those vultures.

Mr. Parkinson was speaking to a distinguished older man that Silver assumed was Pansy’s representative. She noticed Pansy’s mother was not present.

Harry and Luna were sitting a few rows behind and Silver smiled when she saw their joined hands.

Silver squeezed Draco’s leg when Pansy was led in and the gallery went crazy when they saw her.

The Panel came in and the room quieted down.

“Who represents the defendant?”

“I do, Chief Warlock. Clarence Pasters, at your service.”

“Mr. Pasters, does your client wish to plead?”

“If I may, Miss. Parkinson’s health demands immediate release. We wish to have all charges dropped considering the circumstances.”

Everyone in Silver’s party tensed and braced themselves.

This could not be good.

Pansy seemed to go into a panic. She began whispering furiously to Pasters and pulling at his arm. He removed his arm and whispered back just as intensively.

“No, you have no right to say anything! Just shut up!”

“Miss, please control yourself. Do you have something to say in Miss. Parkinson’s behalf?”

“NO! Please!”

“Miss. Parkinson is with child and must have the comfort of her home.”

The gallery exploded and Silver fainted.

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It took a few minutes for everyone to calm down. Draco had Silver in his arms and she was slowly coming to.

“Draco? Please tell she is not….”

“No, sweetheart, it can’t be mine.”

“But you were with her. It is a possibility.”

Silver placed a hand on her belly.

“I don’t want to share the father of my children. I know that sounds awful.”

“No it doesn’t.”

Draco’s stomach clenched.

Please, please let it not be mine.

“Is this true?”


“Yes, Chief Warlock.”

The panel whispered to themselves as the gallery did the same.

Narcissa and Avani both looked as if they were going to be sick and Mr. Parkinson was shooting Lucius smug looks.

“Bring in a mediwitch”

The watchwizard rushed out to do as the chief demanded.
Silver pulled away from Draco and sat stick straight in her seat. Draco tried to lean her against him but she refused.

“Please, Silver don’t be angry at me. It’s not mine.”

Before Silver could speak a witch walked in a carrying a medical bag.

“Please perform the pregnancy detection charm.”

While Pansy was made to stand the chief continued, “And a paternity spell. Might as well solve that mystery as well.”

Pansy wailed and struggled to free herself from the witches’ grasp.

“No, don’t!”

The witch muttered the two charms. A blue glow hovered over Pansy’s belly and the medi-witch continued. “She is with child.”

The Chief nodded, “and the other question?”

The gallery went silent then erupted again as Ron Weasley’s face appeared in the blue glow. Mr. Parkinson fainted and Pansy began to sob.

Chapter 22

Silver didn’t know if she was shocked more by the fact that Pansy and Ron …eww do not want to go there, or by the fact that nobody seemed well, surprised. Like they expected if not this, something. Draco was whispering to his father and Avani and Narcissa were speaking among themselves. Silver glanced over at Harry and Luna who appeared to be speechless.

The Chief flicked his wand and sparks shot off it. Everyone stopped talking and their attention was turned to the wizard.

Pansy was weeping and her father was being helped up by
Mr. Pasters. This was certainly going to inspire the gossipers around town.

“Enough! Everyone quiet! Mr. Pasters, while I admit Azkaban is not the best place for an expectant witch, the crimes Miss. Parkinson is accused of can not go unpunished.”

“Chief Warlock, while Miss. Parkinson…..understands that the charges are grave and that the punishment should fit the crime she is understandably concerned for the welfare for her child.”

Pansy snorted and shook her head. She stopped all movement though when the Chief stared straight at her.
Silver was disgusted when she saw Pansy start to shed tears. Mr. Pasters patted her head and offered comfort.

“Oh, please, this is ridicules.”

Silver agreed with Draco and squeezed his hand.
She was just so grateful that she would not have to put up with Pansy for the rest of her life. She knew in her heart that if Pansy had been pregnant with Draco’s child she would have stood by him. Silver would not deny her children their father and herself the man that she loves because of another innocent child. The child would have needed Draco just as much as her children did if not more. Look at who the poor baby had as a mother.

She was honest enough to admit that she was relieved that Pansy was the Weasley’s concern and not her family’s.

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Draco held on to Silver’s hand tightly. He had been so worried that Pansy’s child would come between them. He didn’t want anyone but Silver to be the mother of his children.

“Mr. Pasters, does that mean that Miss. Parkinson is acknowledging that she is guilty?”

Please say yes.

“Miss. Parkinson will acknowledge that she was temporarily unstable. Anything she may or may not have done was beyond her control.”

The room went wild as flashes and talking exploded everywhere.

“I will clear the gallery if need be. Quiet! I will not ask again.” the chief spoke to the others in the panel for a few minutes as the witches and wizards in the room waited impatiently.

“Mr. Pasters, Miss. Parkinson, the panel agrees that because of the special circumstances we will agree to certain special privileges. One, you will be moved to better location within Azkaban. Two, you will be evaluated by an expert to determine your mental state. You will come before the panel tomorrow and we will go over the finding of said evaluation. Good day.”

With that, the Chief lead the others out of the gallery and

Pansy was taken out as well.

The Malfoys and Zabinis stayed in their seats along with everyone else as they waited for the Weasleys to be brought in.

“Draco, what do you think will happen? Will she be set free?”

“I hope not, Sweetheart. We will deal with whatever happens together.”

Draco kissed Silvers lips and the leaned his forehead against hers.

Silver smiled and nodded. She caught Harry’s eye and waved at him and Luna.

“Draco, I am going to speak to Harry and Luna.”

“Alright but hurry back. I can’t stand to be away from you.”

“You could come with me.”

Draco shook his head and said, “No, I need to speak to my father and Zio Celso for a moment.”

Silver went over to see her friends and Draco moved closer to his father.

“What do you think?”

Lucius, Celso and Blaise stopped their conversation and turned to Draco.

“They won’t let her off. Silver is a war hero, a Zabini, and engaged to a Malfoy. They would never hear the end of it if they did.”

“What about her pregnancy?”
Draco was still concerned despite Blaise’s confidence.
“The fact is they won’t want a magical baby born in a place like that, Blaise.”

Blaise’s attention however was not on his friend but on the couple rushing toward Potter and his sister.

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“Hermione! Harry! You two ought to be embarrassed. Showing your faces here. My Ron and Ginny don’t need you here.” Molly Weasley was red faced and glaring at Harry, Luna, and Silver. Hands on her hips she shook her head.

“Really! After all, we have done for you, Harry. And you, Hermione, Ron loves you. He would never hurt you. For you to associate with-”

“Mrs. Weasley, you have no idea what you are talking about. Ron is a sick twisted arse who almost killed me and Ginny is a money grubbing skank who only cares about herself.”

“Hermione Granger, how dare-”

“Let’s get something straight. My name is Silver Zabini. You may not like it, you may hate it but that is who I am. And as for daring, how dare you raise monsters and let them loose on the wizarding world. Pansy’s baby doesn’t stand a chance, poor thing, with her as a mother and Ron as a father-”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” Molly Weasley looked as red as a tomato and her husband seemed to be choking on something.

Harry decided to jump in the conversation at this point.

“Pansy is going to have a baby. Not a made up baby to use to get what she wants, but a real one. Ron is the lucky father.”

“You…no…that can’t be..” Arthur was stammering and holding his wife by her shoulders.

“Weasley! If you think you are dumping this bastard on me you have another thing coming.”

Mr. Parkinson had seen the blood-traitors talking to the bane of his existence Silver Zabini so he went over to give them a piece of his mind.

Pansy ruined everything now. All their grand plans and Pansy ends up breeding for that miscreant.

Molly now had someone to vent her rage on.

“Now see here, this child is as much your grandchild as ours.”

“Seeing as Pansy is no longer any daughter of mine I don’t claim that…mistake.”

“As much as we would love to be included in this conversation this seems to be a….family thing. Luna,
Silver lets join the others.”

Harry escorted the two witches to the section Silver was sitting before.

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The gallery was sitting and waiting when the panel, once again led by the Chief Warlock, came in.

Ginny and Ron were brought in and Arthur had to hold back Molly from going to them.

“Is there a representative for the accused?”

Arthur stood up and walked to the stand beside the chairs his children sat on.

“Chief Goldstein, as these proceedings will, I am sure, show that Ronald and Ginevra are suffering from post war stress, their mother and I felt that a formal representative was not needed.”

“That is you choice. Miss. Hilda Simpson a Wizard-psychologist will be giving the results on the evaluations to the Panel.”

The crowed gasped when a small witch came in. To say they were stunned would be an understatement. Flashes were going off like mad. Molly Weasley was tugging on her husband’s robes and hissing.

“Did you know about this?”

“No, my dear, I only saw her credentials I never thought to ask what she looked like!”

They watched in amazement as a Hermione Granger look alike took a chair to the left of Ron and Ginny.
She looked like Hermione before her change. The only difference was she was older and carried herself differently.

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Silver whispered in Draco’s ear, “Does she really look like that?”

“I have no idea. If this is something to throw off the Weasleys I don’t know about it.”

They continued to watch the scene before them.

The Chief welcomed Miss. Simpson and asked her to reveal her findings.

“I first interviewed Miss. Weasley. From the very beginning, she was hostile and uncooperative. She did improve, slightly as time went on. She is very intelligent and….well, cunning. Many times, she tried to turn the tables on me. She believes herself to be entitled to everything she desires and the ends justify the means. Miss. Weasley has deep resentment for the people she believes has harmed her. Silver Zabini for example. When I asked her specifically what has Miss. Zabini done she could only answer with generalities. It is my belief that Miss. Weasley knows right from wrong just that it should not apply to her.
As for the war, I believe she acted in her own self-interest and not out of any true desire to protect our world.”

Ginny glared at Miss. Simpson and clenched her fists in anger.

“That’s not true! Harry, you can’t believe that! I fought in the war to protect mudbloods! How can you repay me like this?”

At the offensive word, the crowd gasped. Not even staunch purebloods used that word in public.

Molly and Arthur knew now it was over for their daughter. She had hurt The-Boy-Who-Lived and the just let the wizarding world know how she truly felt about the war.

There was no helping her now.

The wizard guard sat Ginny back down and tightened her bindings. Arthur tried to protest but back down
immediately when the wizard placed his hand on his wand.

The panel discussed things among themselves for a few
minutes. Then Chief Goldstein turned back to the gallery.

“Thank you, Miss. Simpson. Now your interview with Mr. Weasley?”

“Mr. Weasley….I am sorry to say is very delusional. He is also paranoid and believes everyone is out to harm him. He refuses to believe that Silver Zabini exists in any why. He was convinced that I did something to her and ‘stole’ her face. When I try to explain that Hermione Granger is really Silver Zabini, he becomes violent and uncontrollable. Mr. Weasley believes that Miss. Zabini, or should I say Hermione, is being held against her will by the Zabinis and that he needs to rescue her. That being said, he has a deep hatred for her and feels that she needs to be punished for everything he believes is wrong in his life. While Miss. Weasley is aware that what she does is wrong and just doesn’t care, Mr. Weasley was no concept of reality. He focuses on what he believes and nothing else matters. He needs constant and aggressive therapy. The war may have triggered some of this behavior, however he is a danger to society and in no circumstances should he be released.”

The Weasley’s sobbed as they heard Miss. Simpson give her report. They lost both Ginny and Ron.

“Miss. Simpson, in your opinion what could happen if Mr. Weasley was released to do out patient care? Would he be able to provide support for his child?”

“Hermione’s pregnant? Mione, why didn’t you tell me?

This is wonderful. Now Malfoy will have to let you go.”

Silver was shocked at Ron’s words.

Merlin the man is insane.

Draco held silver close and the rest of the family seemed to close in on the couple as if to protect Silver.

Miss. Simpson shook her head and sighed. “This is example of what I mean. Because reality does not suit him, he changes it. The truth is he would be a great danger to the child. Living proof of something he does not want to believe. Also, he would never cease in his quest to obtain Miss. Zabini. She would always be in grave danger if he walked the streets a free wizard.”

Draco made up his mind then. If for some reason they let the animal go he would kill him.

Draco caught Blaise’s eye and Blaise nodded. He knew what Draco was thinking and agreed with him.

“If they release him, he is dead.” Celso spoke in quit tones but his family heard him.

“Papa, no don’t speak like that. I won’t lose you to
Azkaban. Any of you.”

Silver looked at the males sitting around her. They wanted to protect her and she understood that but she would not let them murder for her.

Chief Goldstein talked among the panel once more then flicked his wand to get everyone’s attention.

“We have come to an agreement. When the evaluation was request, all parties agreed to comply with the results and this panel agreed to take into consideration the results and their implications. Miss. Ginevra Weasley is capable of standing trial. At this time she will put in a plea.”

Ginny panicked and looked to her father. He whispered to her and for once, she decided that she had better listen to him. She had run out of options.

“I…I am guilty.”

Harry was stunned. He never thought she would admit anything. He felt Luna place her hand on his shoulder and has grateful to have her in his life.

“Very well, Miss. Weasley you are sentenced to three years in Azkaban and you may, with good behavior and clean mental exam, come up for parole in one and a half years.”

Mrs. Weasley lost composure then and wailed trying to get to her daughter.

“As for Mr. Weasley, we can not at this time accept a guilty or innocent plea considering his mental state. Therefore, he will remain in Azkaban receiving treatment until such time he is fit to stand trial.”

“Please, Chief Goldstein, don’t you think St. Mungo’s is a more appropriate place for my son?”

“Mr. Weasley, under other circumstances, I would agree. However, your son’s violent tendencies and the great probability that he would hurt others suggest that society would be better severed with him locked in the ward for the criminally insane at Azkaban.”

Silver let out a sigh of relief. Thank Merlin.

Now all that they had to worry about was Pansy. Silver was not to worried. Pansy was a jealous shrew but Silver doubted she would cause any more trouble.

“Lets get you home. You look like you could use some rest.”

Silver smiled up a Draco as he helped her out of her seat.

“Yes, let’s go home.” Silver looked around and was so happy to see her family, people who loved her around her.
Her home was a real home and despite his efforts, Ron Weasley couldn’t take that away from her. With her hand on her small bump and her fiancé’s arm around her waist, she went home with her family.

Tomorrow she would be back to for Pansy’s trial but she wouldn’t be alone.

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Silver was woken up by the sunlight in her room. She couldn’t believe it was morning already. After coming home, the Malfoys and Zabinis had a family dinner.

They were discussing the wedding. Draco and his family would leave after the trial to the castle and the Zabinis would join them a day later.

She had seen photos but she could not wait to see it in person.
Silver noticed the muscular hand on her baby bulge. Draco had been almost giddy when he noticed his children. He wanted to stay with her and she agreed. They kissed and petted but there was an unspoken understanding that they wanted the next time they made love to be on their wedding night.

“Morning, Baby.”

Draco’s sleep rough voice sent shivers down Silver’s back.

“Morning, sleep well?”

“With the love of my life in my arms? Of course I did.”

They played and laughed, as they each got ready for the day. It was so wonderful to wake up to Draco and to think she was the lucky witch who got to do it for the rest of her life.

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Draco was not as nervous as he was yesterday. He felt confident that everything would work out in their favor.

Last night when he watched Silver change into her nightclothes and he saw the changes in her body that his children were causing he felt like shouting for joy.

Nothing could ruin his mood.

The panel filed in and Pansy was already seated. Draco noticed that her father was nowhere around. The sight of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley brought a chuckle out of him.

“Miss. Simpson, do you exam Miss. Parkinson?”

“I did, Chief Goldstein.”

“Please, share the results with the panel.”

“Miss. Parkinson is mentally stable. While she did try to convince me otherwise, I saw through her. She is very narcissistic and does nothing without thinking of the benefits for herself. She does understand the concept of right and wrong and the fact that there are consequences to her actions.”

“Very well, Mr. Pasters, I believe that settles the issue of mental stability. Your plea, Miss. Parkinson?”

Pansy was about to say something when Mr. Pasters whispered in her ear.

“Your father is no longer paying for my services. This will be the last time I come before the panel for you.”

Pansy sighed in defeat. She lost. Draco, all that wonderful money, and a high place in society. On top of that, she was stuck with a brat she didn’t want.

“Guilty. I plead guilty.”

“Miss. Parkinson, I understand that Arthur and Molly Weasley have petitioned the Ministry for custody of the baby once it is born. Do you want to contest?”

Merlin, no

“No, give the bra- I mean no I don’t what to contest.”

“Miss. Parkinson, you are sentenced to four years in Azkaban. You may come up for parole in two. Upon the birth of you child, he or she will be placed with Arthur and Molly Weasley.”

“Great, another child they can corrupt.” Blaise snorted and shook his head in disgust.

Silver gave a look to her brother who just shrugged his shoulders.

“What? It’s the truth.”