Payback

He was running though the hallways of St Mungo following the healers that carried his pregnant wife. They were having a pleasant dinner with his parents when her water broke. He didn't know what to do at first. He was still pretty disorientated.

"Draco, where are you?" said Hermione, looking around in a panic.

"Right here, love" he said, running to her side.

"We are having a baby!!!" gushed Hermione.

"I, kind of figured that out by myself" Draco countered, with a cocked eyebrow.

"Shut up, you arrogant idiot. We are really having a baby, it's coming and I am going to be a mommy and you a daddy, and he or she will depend on us. What are we going to do? We can't be parents. We don't know how, the baby will hate us!" said Hermione with worry in her voice.

"Don't be silly, Mione this baby will love us deeply and we will do an outstanding job as parents. Everything is going to be fine." said Draco, sympathetically.

"Do you promise?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, love, I promise." soothed Draco.

A healer came running to them. "Mister Malfoy, we will prepare your wife for the labor. A healer will come to prepare you also, that is, if you want to be present during the labor?" questioned the Healer.

"Of course, I want to be there." Draco said in a malicious tone.

"Draco, I don't want to be alone." cried Hermione.

"It is just for a second, while the healers prepare you properly." Draco countered, rubbing her hair away from her face.

"But-" she said, grabbing his hand.

"I will be there, Mione. Trust me, love." Draco said, smoothing her hair away from her face.

Draco gave her a chaste kiss on her lips and looked as she was carried away. Ten minutes later a healer dressed him with the proper clothing and had him enter the labor room. Hermione was in pain and very upset.

"Where have you been? You said it would be just a moment!" snarled Hermione.

"I was away for ten minutes, love" Draco said apologetically.

"I am so sorry, but the agonizing pain of having your child increased my stupid desire of having the company of my husband at my side!!!" Sneered Hermione through gritted, teeth.

And with that phrase, a three-hour hell unleashed for Draco. The first hour she just argued with him and gave him sarcastic answers, the second hour was filled with elaborated insults, and the final hour Hermione chanted again and again that she was never going to let him near her body. His daughter was born with the first minutes of a new day. Hermione got to hold her just for a couple of minutes. She was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen.

"Thank you, Mione, she is the most amazing thing in my life." beamed Draco.

"I love you, Draco." Hermione said, smiling at him.

"And I love you, Mione." said Draco as he nuzzled closer to her, looking at the baby.

A female healer took the baby away from them, she was going to clean her up, or so they believed. And so they waited and waited but the healer never came back. Draco went to find her, but nobody recalled knowing her. The whole hospital was searched, but they found nothing. There was just one explanation. Their baby girl was stolen. Hermione cried for days and secretly hoped for some news. His parents investigated all the people that were in the hospital that night.

Years went by, Hermione and Draco had other babies, two beautiful boys, but they never stopped looking for their missing baby. Their daughter’s sixth birthday was a particular sad day. Hermione didn't want to go out of their room and their boys didn't understand why their mommy was so upset. Draco retrieved the mail just like he did every morning, but this morning a peculiar envelope caught his attention. He opened it and read the letter. When he finished it, he was as pale as a statue, it was a letter from her.

Dear Blondie,

How are you? I just wanted to thank you for your wonderful gift. She is truly amazing. I love her with all my heart. I never thought that being a mommy would be so wonderful. Don't worry about your pathetic life, I have decided to spare it, after all I have a most valuable possession now. As you know my daughter is turning six today, I organized a party with her school friends. She is truly beautiful, popular and smart. Don't worry about her. She is happy and well cared for. I can’t let her out of my sight. Call me cynical, but after what happened to my sister, I can’t seem to trust anymore. We do loads of things together though. I just love to braid her brown hair (it is quite unruly and curly), it really matches her blue eyes. Well I have to finish this. She wants to blow out the candles now. Don't try to find us, you will only waste your time.

With love,
Your enemy with your seed.

The ink banished from the paper a second after he had finished reading it. He looked for them everywhere. He even visited the place where he raped her and killed her sister, but found nothing.

Years passed, his two sons went to Hogwarts. They finished school and got married. Hermione regained her smile, she remembered her baby girl sometimes, but focused on her sons. She gave up all hope of finding her after her eighth birthday. Draco tried to bring himself back to normal and he was successful to an extent. Sometimes, when he was surrounded by people, he couldn't help looking for a curly brown-haired girl with blue eyes and wondered if he would ever find her.

The End

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