Some Secrets Should Be Told

A/N-- Okay!! Here's the last chapter, I hopw everyone enjoys it and please don't yell at me for it!!

Huuuuuuuge Giant THANKS To WeasleyWench for being a great big darling and beta'ing my chapters:D:D Thanks:D ha.

Elric Maxwell- Sorry you cried, but youi'll see how things work out in this chapter! Don't hate me!!!

Oh yea, I don't know if I explained Alie'e very well, it's like "Ally-ay" that might be better for people to understand other than "ally-eh" but ultimately...it's the same. Anyway enough of my babbling, here is the last chapter!!!

Shannon xoxox

Chapter 20: The Truth Comes Out
Hermione's Point Of View

I open my eyes and wiggle around a little bit on my king sized bed. I look over and Draco is facing away from me, still breathing deeply in his sleep. Everything it took for me to be in this position makes me appreciate it so much more. I reach down and place my hands on my slightly swollen belly, rubbing it in small circular movements. I'm remembering everything I went through to be here, and I can feel a slightly sadistic smirk arranging itself on my features.

I'm sitting on the Hogwarts Express doing patrol schedules. Draco is sitting across from me, with his feet up, reading a dirty magazine. I can feel the gleam in my eyes as I take in his beautiful face and stunning physique. I need him.

****

I'm walking down the hallway on the train, Harry jumps out at me and I smile in spite of myself.

"Hermione!" He yells, pulling me into a fierce hug, and planting a kiss firmly on my lips.

"Harry, I told you, you have to stop kissing me," I say, gesturing to all of the students around us. He catches my hint, but still says, "but I missed you this summer."

"I've got to go," I tell him, pulling away before he makes an even bigger fool of himself. I turn and raise my eyebrows suggestively at him and walk away.

****

I'm sitting in the carriage with Harry and Ron, Harry is absentmindedly rubbing my thigh, and Ron is looking at it with longing.

"Stop it, Harry," I say, pushing his hand away and gesturing at Ron, who obviously wants a part in this whole situation.

I get out of the carriage and Draco is standing on the stone steps watching me. He's so gorgeous; I need a plan to make him mine. He's sneering at me so I shake my head disgustedly and walk away.

****

I'm sitting at the Gryffindor table with Harry beside me. I'm pulling my robes up over my hips, and Harry is already slightly panting. As soon as they are high enough, he pushes my panties aside and plunges two fingers into me. I'm already wet for him. Teenage hormones, they make you do things in crazy places.

I look around to make sure no one is watching, and that’s when I see Draco's eyes on me. A fully thought of out plan suddenly forms in my mind, and I push Harry's fingers out of me.

"What are you doing?" he hisses at me.

"I'm going to my room, I'm not hungry anymore," I whisper to him. I don't want him to know the real reason is because I am in love with Draco Malfoy. It feels wrong to be leading Harry and Ron on like that, not to mention the boyfriend of mine that is sitting at this very same table.

****

The plan gets put into action as Draco and Professor McGonagall approach me. I make myself nervous and shaky; I know that will get Draco's attention. I act timid all the way to the Common Room, which keeps awarding me looks from Draco. I smile inside.

Professor McGonagall takes us up some stairs and into a Portrait with House Elves cleaning. As soon as she explains things, she walks away, leaving me to banter with Draco. He acts out of complete instinct, and I would like to classify our time together as nothing less than 'playful', that is until the damned door interrupts us.

I answer it. Seamus, good, now I can break it off.

****

I open my eyes early, and hear that stupid Parkinson bint’s laughter. Anger boils up within me. I jump off my bed and run downstairs to confront Draco. He is sitting much too close to Parkinson and I feel my heart drop a little bit. He isn't very nice to me about the whole situation. I need to put my plans into action much sooner than I had anticipated. I leave the Common Room, going down to breakfast.

Lavender approaches me and asks me about Seamus. He told! This could ruin everything! My entire plan may be completely ruined by Seamus Finnegan, but no, I can probably swing it. I leave Lavender and her gossiping ways and head back upstairs to read. I'm thinking of Draco, and even thinking about him makes me wet. I sigh and turn the corner, climbing a staircase. That's when I'm confronted by Harry and Ron.

"So, you had to break our promise and give yourself to Seamus?" Harry asks angrily.

Uh oh.

"I thought that you were supposed to give yourself to me."

"Harry, I'm sorry, okay. It just happened."

Smack.

My head snaps to the side, and I slowly turn my head to look back him.

"Meet me tonight," he says. I know what's going to happen. "Meet me beside the castle."

I nod, and walk away. Blood is dripping down my chin from biting my tongue and I decide that I can make this look even worse by crying. I allow tears to pour over my eyelids.

I enter the room and all of those Slytherins are still there. Damn.

****

I leave my bedroom and Common Room even earlier than I had planned. I cannot stand that girl’s laugh. As I am shutting the door, Draco's eyes connect with mine; my stomach drops, so I slam the Portrait.

I know I’m going to be way earlier than expected to meet Harry, so I bring a book with me. I go down to the beech tree, sitting beside it and reading for a long while, wondering how much longer until Harry gets here.

I feel a prickling on my neck and look around, hoping he's standing there, but he isn't. I look up at Gryffindor tower and see him framed there. Once he knows it's me outside, he backs away quickly, probably coming out now. Good, it's just getting dark.

I stand up and go around the side of the castle where he asked me to meet him. I don't look up from my book until I know that he is standing right beside me. I stand up.

"Hi," I say shyly. I know what's going to happen and just because I've already done it once, doesn't make that fact any less scary.

"Why did you do it?" he asks me in a hurt voice.

"I thought I loved him," I say shrugging.

"But you don't," he says, it's not a question and there is a longing hope in his voice.

"No," I whisper.

Harry pushes me down to the ground slowly, "Because you love me," he says in a voice full of desire.

I don't say anything at all, I'm too scared to let him know it's Draco that I love.

Harry kneels down at my feet and starts pulling me towards him.

"Hurt me, Harry," I whisper to him, and he looks bewildered. "Please, Harry. Rape me." I say, knowing that this is going to work well with my plan.

"What?" he asks me quietly.

"Please, Harry," I say a little louder, "I want you to hurt me."

He nods his agreement a little too quickly and starts pulling me toward him roughly now.

"Punch me," I say to him, and he obliges. He punches me, and it's hard. "Yessss," I hiss out at the pain. "Again!" I command.

Harry gets really into 'rape' mode now, and starts pulling my robe up harshly, pushing my panties aside and finding a soaked Hermione Granger waiting for him. He thrusts his fingers in and out, and I'm begging for him to hurt me. I get into it too, because I actually kick him in the stomach, trying to run away from him. I like the chase.

The only unnecessary part is the kick to the ribs I receive, and the fact that he punches me so hard I black out.

I open my eyes and know he's already inside me. I start rocking my hips in time with him, whimpering at the feelings coursing through my body. The pain makes it even better. His hand grabs onto my cheek roughly and moves my face to his. I don't want him to see my eyes at first. He told me once that eyes are his weakness. I'm not ready for him to come yet.

"Open your eyes!" he demands.

"No," I say

He slaps me and demands it again, thrusting into me deeper and reaching for my clit with his other hand.

"No," I say again in a ragged voice.

He lets go of my face and moves away from my clit, moving both of his hands to my hips to dig his fingers in forcefully. I can feel my body tightening.

"Open your eyes!" He practically begs. I open my eyes and brown meet green. Harry instantly climaxes and I'm carried away with him.

We lay still for few minutes, and Harry looks at me. I can feel the blood on my face. He picks up his wand and I'm sure he's going to clean me up.

"No," I say, so he just puts his wand in his pocket.

"Same time next week," he tells me

****

I lay down here a while after Harry is gone, I pick up my wand and I go inside when I start to get cold. I sneak upstairs to my Common Room; curfew must almost be up, because no one is in the halls. I can only pray that Malfoy is in the Common Room to see this or the entire thing will be a complete waste. I stop outside the Portrait Hole and gather myself; I need to play this right.

I open the door and don't see Draco anywhere. I sigh and start walking towards my staircase.

"Evening, Granger," Draco says from behind me. My back is to him and I smile a little bit.

"E--,evening," I choke out in my well practised voice.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" he asks, my back is still to him.

"I... I want to shower," I say in a hurt voice.

"Good," he says in a sneering voice.

****

I shower and find a charm that will cover my bruises and cuts. It doesn't hide my eyes, which works out perfectly because I've mastered making them look haunted.

I pick up my school bag and go downstairs to work on some homework. Draco is still sitting down there.

I pull the table out from under his feet, moving it closer to me so I can work on it.

We banter for a few moments and then I stop and start doing my work. Draco appears beside me.

"What happened to your head?" he asks suspiciously.

Perfect.

"With my head?" I ask, playing stupid.

"Yes, right there. It seems pretty lumpy."

I need to work this right.

"You're going to have a lumpy head if you don't get away from me," I say.

Malfoy retreats, but I can see the question in his eyes. I look up after a few moments and see an odd look on his face. Almost like lust and disgust.

"What?" I snap at him.

"What happened to your head?" he asks me again.

"Nothing," I say and begin packing my things up.

He says a few more things and then retreats to his room, I 'don't' pay him any attention.

****

I'm sleeping, but soon wake up when I hear loud smashing coming from our Common Room. I get up and stomp down the stairs. Draco is sitting on the couch like everything is perfectly well and quiet. Then he asks me about whoring myself out. I feel the colour draining from my face, does he know about Harry?

"I know what you were doing last night," he says.

I feel my face pale. Shit! He knows, the plan is completely ruined. But wait, maybe I can make this work.

We argue for a few moments, and I play the stuttering girl who is scared shitless.

****

Over the next week, I try and play up to my part. I don't leave my room very often and I don't draw attention to myself in class. I don't answer any questions, and I don't take notes. I know I'm completely throwing my schooling out of the window, but I need Draco in my life, and this is the only way I can imagine it working.

The week after mine and Harry's encounter, I go down to the Common Room and sit down, staring into the fire. I'm trying to convince myself that this is a good idea.

"What's wrong with you?" Draco asks me.

"Nothing," I say.

He continues to bother me about it, and I go into the stutter routine again. I know I have to go and meet Harry soon, but I don't know if Draco is going to make that possible. Draco reaches out to touch me and I flinch away purposefully, he stops dead in his movement and just watches me. Could he possibly be figuring it out already?

I hope so.

****

I run through the castle away from Draco and towards Harry. I know, it sounds odd seeing as how I want things to be the other way around, but I know that this is going to work. I'm pretty much positive that Draco will follow.

I run around the side of the castle and sit down, waiting for Harry. He arrives shortly after me, followed by Ron. They walk towards me and I smile. So Ron wants to have a go, too?

"Silence me, Harry. Silence me and tie my hands up, please!" He obliges only too easily. He must really think I'm a freak.

He pulls my pyjama shorts off and doesn't waste any time in thrusting into me. That's okay, I'm already soaked. I lean down limply into his body, my arms tied behind my back, giving me a complete loss of control. It feels wonderful.

Harry stops and Ron approaches, I look at him and give him an encouraging smile, but making sure my body is still limp. He comes forward and touches my ass; Harry grins at him over my shoulder and Ron thrusts in harshly. If I could make any noise I definitely would be crying out in pleasure and pain. Harry and Ron begin to match thrusts and the entire time I am imagining myself above the scene, taking it all in, in a completely different way.

I look up and see Draco there, deep down I smile. I knew he would follow.

After Harry looks into my eyes and we all climax, they pull out of me and put me down on the ground. My ass is throbbing painfully. Harry releases the rope and they both walk away from me. Right before they turn the corner, Harry releases the silencing charm and the air is filled with my heavy breathing and my cries of pain when I move too much. My ass really does hurt. I reach down and feel it, feeling plenty of fluids on my body. I pull my hand away.

Blood.

****

I walk into the Common Room and Draco is sitting on the couch, just waiting to taunt me I'm sure.

"Tired?" he asks me mockingly, but I don't rise to the bait. Just walk slowly through the Common Room, each step I take feels like it's ripping my ass open again and again.

"Where are you going?" he asks.

"Shower," I mumble quietly.

"I saw your little activities," he says. I stop dead in my tracks and look at him fearfully. Can I get him to believe?

We get in a little argument. Him making fun of me, and me insisting that he has no idea what he's talking about. I know what he's going to do before he does it, I can see the questions in his eyes and I know exactly how his Slytherin brain works. I watch him put his hand in his pocket and I look away, arranging my memories and making everything how I want him to see it. Our eyes connect and I can see them storming through my vision, in the perfect order and looking very, very real.

Our eyes break and Draco runs from me, he runs up my stairs and into the bathroom. Heaving. I walk up the staircase slowly and sit on the corner of my bed. He comes out of the bathroom and stands uncomfortably by my door.

"Go on," I say.

"Go on what?"

"Go on, make fun of me."

"I'm not going to make fun of you, Granger. There is nothing even remotely funny about this situation."

Good. He bought it.

We have a conversation and he proceeds to tell me that his own mother is raped regularly. Now this makes me feel incredibly shitty, and makes me want to just call the whole thing off. But I can't! I have Draco Malfoy sitting on my bed. Draco-bloody-Malfoy!!!

My belly lurches and I tell myself this is wrong. But I can't stop the charade now, he would never talk to me again.

"Malfoy, I honestly don't think there is anything you can do or say that will help me. I don't even know what I need help with."

Isn't that the truth.

****

Well, I can't just not go and talk to him. I have to!

I go downstairs in my pyjamas and sit on the couch. He starts asking me about it, about how it happened and why. I play my part perfectly, sounding sad, and stiffening at the right moments. Draco then releases the information that he knew something was going on and goes on to tell me about my book. Wow, I completely forgot about that, and it played perfectly into my hands. He gives me my book back.

"I'm sorry," he says to me with great difficulty. My heart soars! Draco Malfoy just apologised to me!

I think this hitting a little too close to home with Draco, though, and it's making me feel awful. He's angry with himself for not figuring it out, because he “should have known”. Then he goes on to tell me that Harry was never my friend. Oh boy am I ever making Harry look bad. Oh well, I guess there is a price to pay for working so hard to get what you want. He sits there and trashes Harry and Ron, and even me a little bit. Saying I'm stupid and naive, well, isn't that a turn around on him. I use the crying card. Draco wraps his arms around me, and I continue crying, even though the one thing I would love to be doing is jumping up and down in joy.

"Harry accosted me during the feast!" I lie. Draco pulls away and puts two and two together. He gets up and tries to leave, but I try and stop him. I don't want them to be confronted this early! It's too soon!

He moves me out of the way and runs out of the Portrait Hole and all the way up to the Gryffindor Common Room. He knocks on the door and demands to see Harry and Ron.

They come out, confused, as they should be.

Malfoy is angry, and he's yelling at them for “touching me” which makes Harry mad, I can tell. Although he isn't half as mad as Draco, who, if looks could kill, would have murdered Harry so quickly he would be six feet under already.

I step back.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Draco asks, and again, Harry looks rightfully confused.

"My problem? You came storming up here demanding to see me," he answers.

Draco asks how he thinks he has the right to touch me, and Harry and Ron exchange confused expressions, pinning the way Draco said “touch”. Draco runs forward quickly and has Harry against the wall. The fight is quick, and there are students pouring out of the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry looks up at me in confusion during the fight, and I back away. He wants me to help him, and I do feel bad. I can feel the strings of my heart being pulled, but I keep in character. Draco punches Harry a few more times and then pulls me back to our own Common Room.

Once we are back I play my part to the “t”, acting completely lost and scared that they'll come back after me. Draco walks forwards and pulls me in for a hug. My stomach drops and I sigh.

"Granger, I will keep you safe if my life depends on it," he whispers into my hair.

"I trust you," I say, and he leans down and kisses me! Kisses me!!!!! I kiss him back.

I almost screw up by telling him that he stooped to their level, although that is not what I meant at all. He gets angry, but it ends with him telling me he likes me. Oh my god, I'm think I'm actually going to die. I've never been so happy in all of my life.

Sure I had to ruin Harry and Ron’s lives on the way, but I'm sooo happy!!

****

I can't help but wonder if Draco only likes me because of the “situation” I'm in. Is it because of what happened to his mother? Or is it because he likes me? Or feels bad for me?

I don't want to think about that.

Enter Blaise. Zabini almost ruined everything for me! He was suspicious as he could possibly be, but it worked out for me in the end. Malfoy explained everything, and I think he even showed him the memories. All that matters is that by the end of the day, Blaise Zabini believed me.

I left Malfoy and Zabini downstairs and went into my room. To my big surprise, Harry was there, under his damned Cloak. He took me upstairs and asked me what that entire fight was about. I just told him that Malfoy really likes me, and I'm sorry but he got angry when he heard about Harry and Ron having sex with me.

Harry was mad. No, he was furious! He ranted about how unfair this entire thing is, and Malfoy shouldn't just go beat him up all because he's had sex with me. Then, he confunds me!!

I don't really remember much after that, except I do remember Malfoy telling me that I was acting weird. I was terrified, what if I told the truth? I mean the real truth. But I didn't, even though I was confunded, I still stuck to my story, and that was relieving. I'm not sure how they found out, but Zabini and Draco knew Harry was there. They stunned him and pulled the Cloak off of him; once he woke up they questioned him. This part was really scary.

Draco laughs, an evil, mirthless laugh. "You know what I should do to you right now?" he asks.

Harry shakes his head.

"I should cut your fucking dick off, so you can't use it as a weapon anymore," he says, fingering his wand lovingly.

"A weapon?" Harry asks, a confused look on his face.

Draco sighs.

"Merlin, Potter. You go around raping girls. That would make your dick a weapon."

"I do not go around raping girls"

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to plural that. A girl. Is that better?"

Harry says nothing, but I can see the gears working behind his eyes. This was not supposed to happen. If he can manage to get the truth out, then I'm fucked royally.

"Where's your snivelling friend Weasley?" Zabini asks suddenly

Harry shrugs.

"Ohh, he'll get his." Zabini promises. "So what should we do to him, Draco?" he asks, "I rather like the castration idea."

Harry flinches.

Instead of castrating him, they just untied him and fought him. Draco and Zabini won, of course.

****

So Draco and I are finally a couple and Harry just stays away from me completely the following week. I'm so excited! Draco Malfoy is dating me! Zabini is really nice to me now, too.

I'm sleeping one night and I can hear Draco calling out in his sleep. I'm about to get up to go see if he's okay, but he stops. I see the light underneath my bathroom door turn on, and decide that I have to pee. I open the door and Malfoy is standing there in all of his naked glory.

I shut the door quickly, but he tells me it's all right and I go back in. He has boxers on now.

We have a conversation and I decide to just suck it up and ask him if I can sleep with him, although I make my intentions perfectly clear. I 'can't' be ready to sleep with him yet.

I lay down and we talk for a while. I get to snuggle up to him, and he even wraps his arms around me lovingly. I think I'm going to explode with happiness! I find more out about his family, and his mother comes up again. I'm ready to call off the whole situation again. It’s really sad about this actually being a true factor in his life. After a while, I let my breathing even out, and pretend I'm sleeping. Now I call out in my “sleep”.

Draco “wakes” me up, and I put the pained look back into my eyes. He understands.

****

It's a Hogsmeade day, and Blaise comes and wakes us up early. Damn Slytherin. I find out that their main reason for going is to buy tricks and pranks to play on Harry and Ron. I feel really bad about this. I think they've had to endure enough.

Draco writes a letter home, and tells his dad that we are dating!! And that he likes me a lot. This is all too good to be true!! We head to Hogsmeade, and that's where Pansy has to stick her unnatural, pug nose into our business. If I wasn't playing the helpless, hurt female, I would teach Pansy a few things about manners.

The only thing that actually bothered me is that Draco hit her! He hit a girl! That scares me mildly. He catches up to me and assures me that he would never hit me in our lives. That thought cheers me up considerably.

****

I have patrol that night, and Draco and I head to the Great Hall for dinner. I leave him and we separate to sit at our respective tables. I sit down near Harry, and look up to see Draco watching us closely. After a moment, he walks to his own table and sits down by Blaise.

"Hi, Harry," I say.

He says nothing, just kind of grunts at me.

I know he's mad, and he's allowed to be. I don't try and speak to him anymore, and instead eat my meal in silence. I see Draco get up to leave, but he's intercepted by Snape. They go off into an empty classroom, and I hang back, waiting. Draco comes out after a few minutes and I watch him closely. It looks like he's having trouble walking. I follow him up to the Common Room, and that's when I realise that he's very sick.

I don't want to leave him like this!
He just tells me to go, and I assure him that I will be back to check on him in an hour, I really meant that.

I know I'm doing patrol with Ron, but I also know that we are on completely different levels of the castle. So imagine my shock when I turn a corner and Harry and Ron are both standing there, looking murderous.

"Hi," I say nervously.

"So, you're out there telling your pureblood boyfriend that we raped you, huh?" Harry asks.

I don't say anything at all.

Ron is edging around me, and it's seriously scaring me.

"Well, we're just going to make a true woman out of you," they tell me. I start shaking.

Shit, shit, shit!!

I guess this is what I get. What goes around comes around.

Ron’s first blow to my face knocks me off balance and I fall to the floor. I'm really not sure how many times they hit me, but I know it's a fair few, and I can already feel my face swelling. Ron positions himself between my thighs and Harry pulls my arms up over my head. I start crying now, praying to Merlin that Draco will just show up and help me. Draco can't help me, though, he can barely move he's so sick!

I'm laying here, about to take a raping from Harry and Ron, when Draco and Ginny come around the corner. I'm beyond shocked. Draco can obviously tell I'm panicking, and he can't do anything about it. I think that hurts him even more. Ginny takes the initiative. She walks forwards and pulls Ron off of me by his hair. I smile appreciatively at her. Harry rushes forwards after him and Draco have a little heated argument. Harry actually attacks him! The poor guy can barely walk and Harry feels it's alright to beat him up! I get up and walk over, pulling Harry off of him. Draco and I leave together.

That is the fateful night that Draco said those three... well five, words to me. I think I love you!!!!! Oh my goodness. What I wouldn't do to hear that again, maybe even without the I think.

****

The next morning was when I was seriously terrified. I'm laying in bed with the love of my life when there is knock at the door. I almost had a heart attack when I opened it and Professor McGonagall was standing there with a crying Ginny. I let them in and McGonagall makes the suggestion for me.

"We're going to have to talk about punishments, Ms Granger. As you know, Potter is our only hope." she says. I jumped all over that, begging for him and Ron to just be let go, and for it to be kept quiet. She agreed easily, not happy with the idea of putting the only person who can save our lives into prison.

Draco was furious, but he was convinced it was the right thing to do after a while of huffy silence. That's the day that we showed each other our love. We finally had sex. Great, explosive sex.

These people were falling for the charade much too easily. Harry didn't come near me once more after that.

****

Draco's parents died. It was easy enough for me to feel awful about it. He really loved them and his emotions were rubbing off of me. It was the day of their funeral that turned out to be one of the best days of my life. Draco Malfoy, the love of my life, the one that I did anything and everything to get his attentions, asked me to marry him!

He does truly love me!

****

We married right after school, and I was pregnant with our first child shortly after that. I won't pretend that I wasn't terrified that Harry and Ron wouldn't show up and blow this entire life for me. Neither of us participated in the war because we were both at home, trying to raise our family, and I refused to let Draco go out there and risk his life.

I worked much too hard to make him mine.

Ron died in the war, saving his sister Ginny. She managed to pull through and live after many months in St. Mungos. Harry died killing Voldemort. The world is a safe place.

Especially for me.

Now there's nobody but myself with proof of what I had done to get where I am, and I am positive that no one will ever see these memories. I've already managed to live a lie for four years, I'm sure I can do it till I die.

I'm jarred out of my thoughts when Alie'e runs into the room and jumps up onto my legs. I smile and reach down, pulling her into my lap and smothering her face with kisses. Draco wakes up slowly, Nolan jumping and laughing in front of him, waiting to be pulled into his arms. Draco lifts him up and kisses his cheeks; he then looks over at me and smiles.

Besides, we are much to happy to let the truth taint us.


The End