Shall Put It Asunder

~Chapter 3~



Draco seriously contemplated going to Hermione’s house and strangling Viktor Krum. Azkaban be damned! Thankfully, Blaise was able to convince him to just go flying for a little bit and clear his mind. As he rode his broom around the land surrounding Blaise and Ginny’s house, he thought about the times when he actually knew who Hermione was. She wasn’t Hermione Krum then, she was his Mia.



Draco remembered exactly what he was doing, where he was, and what time it was when Hermione told him she was pregnant. Instead of going out this weekend with their friends, not including Blaise and Ginny because those two took forever to get over the animosity that they held for each other, to a club or something, they decided to stay in this weekend. Draco was the one who suggested since Hermione had been throwing up so much lately. He wanted her to relax this weekend, which was precisely why he was at the flat. Unfortunately so far, Draco had her doing everything else but relaxing.



He was wearing the silver boxers that Hermione bought to keep at her flat and a black tank. After having sex for the second time within the past hour, Hermione demanded that they sleep and watch the muggle television. While the television was on, neither one of them really paid attention to what was going on. Hermione was too caught up in her thoughts and Draco was caught up in his feelings for Hermione.



If someone had told Draco Lucian Malfoy that he would fall in love with Hermione, he would have sent them on a one way ticket to Azkaban. As he stared at the gorgeous woman beside him, he was glad that it did happen though. He noticed that she kept fiddling with the hem of her night gown. Her hands kept rubbing over the fabric while her foot jiggled to a nonexistent erratic beat.



“Mia, why the hell are you so nervous?”



Hermione’s eyes snapped up to him in alarm. “I’m not nervous.”



“Yes you are. Look at you. You can’t keep still. You’re not on drugs are you because I could have sworn that I hid my last bag of-” Hermione started laughing, effectively cutting his sentence off. He was glad for it. She would kill him if she knew that he really had a secret stash tucked away for a bad day.



“No, love it’s nothing like that.”



“Then what is it?”



Hermione’s hands continued their dance across the fabric on her gown. He took her hand gently in hers and squeezed. His other hand reached up under her chin so that he could look into her eyes. “Hey, what is it? No secrets and no matter what you tell me, I’m not going anywhere. Well unless you tell me that you fucked Snape then ducks seriously, we are going to have a problem.”



Hermione laughed again before kissing him lightly on the lips. She took a deep breath and just blurted it out. “Draco, I’m pregnant.”



For a few seconds, his whole world stopped and the only thing he could hear was the blood rushing through his ears. Surely, she did not say what he thought he heard. His face must have shown confusion because Hermione waved her hand in front of his face. He blinked his eyes a few times before saying, “I’m sorry love. I must have blanked out there. Did you just say you’re pregnant?”



Hermione gave him a timid nod. She was afraid of what he would say. Her fears were confirmed when Draco stood up and walked out the room. Hermione put her head in her hands and began to shake her head back and forth. Everything was going so perfectly until now. She had been taking her muggle birth control on a regular basis. She didn’t take it at exactly the same time everyday but she took it everyday none the less. This cannot be happening. He was going to leave her for sure now.



Her downward spiraling train of thought was interrupted when she looked up to find Draco kneeling in front of her with a box in his hands. She looked at him confused. “Draco, what is this?”



He smirked at her. “It’s a box love. Are you sure you graduated at the top of our class?” That earned him a slap on the arm. “Damn, did you have to hit me? Just open it.”



Hermione opened the box to find the most beautiful ring she had ever seen in her life resting on a pillow of velvet. Draco took the box out of her hand and took the ring out.



“Now Hermione, I know you, and I know that you think that I’m only asking you this because you told me that you’re pregnant. Quite frankly love, I’ve had this ring for a while, and I was waiting for the right time to ask you. Now seems like the perfect time. You’ve given me so much and made me so happy. You would make my damn day if you told me that you would marry me.”



Hermione’s eyes glistened with tears as she threw her arms around his neck and nodded. Draco held onto her tightly, picked her up, and rushed to the bedroom. That was the greatest sex they ever had.



Ginny began to get worried when Hermione didn’t return a few hours later like she promised. She hoped Hermione was okay. Merlin knows Draco and Blaise were just looking for a reason to go over to the Krum household and pummel him. Ginny looked down at Scorpius, who had cuddled up in her lap and went to sleep. It was rather late and Ginny herself felt the stress of the day coming down on her. She wanted to stay up and see if Hermione was going to floo back with the kids but against her will, her eyes began to shut.



That was how Draco found them after his ride. Blaise walked in the room a few minutes after him. “Didn’t Ginny say that Hermione was supposed to come back once she got the kids,” he asked.



“Yeah, she did. I’m bout to floo Cassy and check in on her. I’ll ask to speak to Hermione so I see if she’s okay. I swear Blaise if either Hermione or Cassy come through that fireplace with even a scratch on them, I’m going to kill Viktor and then apparate to the Ministry and tell them that I did it.”



Blaise wanted to tell Draco that he would do no such thing, but he knew Draco was serious. Blaise could only hope that if that situation arose, he would be able to stop Draco from getting a life sentence. By the time Blaise snapped out of these thoughts, Draco was already throwing powder into the fireplace. Unfortunately, the wrong person answered the floo call.



“Krum, where the fuck is Hermione?”



“I don’t know.”



“Well you should you Bulgarian dumb ass.”



“Don’t insult me, when you are calling my house. What do you want with my wife?”



Krum always liked to throw that in his face every time he was around, especially because of the circumstances surrounding their wedding.



“Look, I didn’t floo in to talk to you. I want to talk to my daughter.”



“Don’t you mean my daughter?”



Blaise had restrain Draco from jumping into the fireplace. “That is my daughter! You don’t do shit for her. She tells me what you do with your day and how you act around her. You’re really lucky that I haven’t come over that and cut the hedges with your crooked ass teeth. Now, let me tell you this, I know what you told Hermione. I swear if she ever comes to this house in that state of mind again, and you’re the one to blame, I will kill you. They won’t be able to find the body when I’m done with you.”



“You think I care Malfoy. I bet she told you what I did, but she didn’t tell you what she did. Wait, she doesn’t have to. You already know. You’re just as guilty as she is.”



“Oh come off it Krum. Who is this woman that you were fucking Krum? One of your long lost fans? Every one knows that you’ve been wallowing in self pity since you got thrown out of the league for 5 years. Don’t you have 3 more years left.”



“Shut up about what you don’t understand Malfoy!”



“What is there to understand? You got thrown out for a drug problem. I bet you bought off half the board so that you could get the sentence reduced to five years.”



“Fuck you Malfoy. At least I made it to the league. What do you do with your life? Oh that’s right, you’re a Potions Master. I bet you get to sleep with all the beautiful women,” he said in a sarcastic tone.



Draco was quickly getting fed up with this conversation. “Look you big nosed ugly Bulgarian bastard. Tell my daughter I want to see her.”



“Cassandra!! This dumb ass that you call dad wants to see you,” Draco heard Krum say. He wanted to tell Krum to watch his language around his child. He couldn’t really talk because he cussed more than a few times around Scorpius today. A few seconds later, the beautiful face of his daughter popped into the fireplace.



“Hi daddy!”



“Hi beautiful.” She really was, with long platinum blonde hair down past her shoulders and her mother’s deep chocolate eyes. Cassandra was the most beautiful 6 year old girl around. “How are you?”



“Fine. I want to come see you daddy. I haven’t seen you all week. Where’s Scorpius?”



“He’s asleep sweetheart. You will get to come spend the night with me really soon.” Depending on the situation, soon might be right now, but Draco wasn’t about to tell her that. “Cassy is Viktor still in the room?”



“No. He left as soon as I got to the fireplace. What’s wrong Daddy?” For a 6 year old, Cassy was very perceptive. Her eyes told of her intelligence, but the constant smirk on her face told of her sneakiness.



“Nothing Cass. Is your mom home?”



“No. She ran out of here after she and Viktor had another fight. She left me here with that baby.”



“You mean your little brother,” Draco asked with a smirk on his face.



“No, Scorpius is my little brother. That thing is evil. Daddy, Viktor lets him hit me and throw things at me all the time. I know he’s younger than me, but Daddy it’s not fair that he gets to do that and get away with it. Mom doesn’t even say anything to him.”



Draco was going to have a serious conversation with Hermione about that other child of hers. He didn’t care if Aleksander was Hermione and Viktor’s child; it was no excuse to let that child hurt his little girl. “I will talk to your mom about it, I promise. Viktor never hits your mother when they have these arguments does he?”



“No, but he always yells at her a lot. While mom is at work sometimes, a lady comes over. I don’t know who she is, but Viktor always sends me up to my room. She may come over when I’m at school too. I don’t know. Daddy, I don’t want to stay here anymore.”



“Why do you say that?”



“Mom’s never home, and when she is, it’s not the same Daddy. She doesn’t come to my room and talk to me anymore. She doesn’t play with me. She doesn’t tuck me in at night. Viktor doesn’t like me. He tells me that all the time. He hates you and tells me that because I’m your daughter he hates me too.”



Draco could feel his face turning red from anger. The nerve of that bastard! He was going to hurt him. Blaise’s hand on his shoulder gripping in warning helped to calm him down. “Don’t listen to what he says you understand me. You are the most beautiful little girl in the world. Your mom is having a rough time right now, but she still loves you, you know that right? It will get better I promise.”



“Daddy, they started yelling again today. I heard him tell Mom that he was going to take me to Bulgaria with him and Alek. I don’t want to go Daddy! I don’t want to leave you and mommy. Please don’t make me go,” Cassandra said as tears started slipping down her face. Even through the fireplace, Draco could tell that her small frame was shaking.



“Honey, come here,” Draco said as he closed his eyes. His daughter should not have to suffer because her mother and stepfather couldn’t get their shit together.



“Daddy, Viktor will get mad if I come through and leave Alek alone.” The amount of fear that she held in her eyes made him wonder what Viktor could have said or done to her to put such fear in her. His daughter wasn’t afraid of anything or anybody. Hell, she was barely afraid of him, and she was only 6 years old.



“You are not Alek’s father. Viktor is supposed to be watching that child. Now come here.”



Cassandra nodded and started to step through the flames until Viktor came back in the room. “Hey! Where do you think you are going? Didn’t I tell you to watch your little brother?” Draco could hear Viktor’s heavy footsteps echoing across the room.



“Cassandra, step through the fire now. Come on!” Draco walked over and stood in front of her. “Don’t worry about what he says. Come to me baby.”



Tears poured down Cassandra’s face as she deliberated whether to stay or leave and have Viktor angry at her when she returned. The look on his face scared her. She knew that she was going to be in big trouble, but she grabbed a hand full of powder. She heard Viktor’s footsteps speed up. She shouted her destination and ran through before he could grab her.



Once Draco was sure that Cassandra was through the floo, he motioned for Blaise to close the network. He picked his daughter up and held her. His heart broke at the sound of her tears. She was just a victim of circumstances. He whispered soothing words to her as she continued to cry on his shoulder. “I love you so much princess. Everything’s going to be okay. I promise.”



A/N: I know that it’s slow to develop but things will kick up once the preliminary background stuff is out of the way. Thank you to those who review, and I’ve seen the hits so thanx to all those who read, but don’t review. I hope you are enjoying and let me know what you think.