Murder at Malfoy Manor

"Dying to tell me what exactly?" Draco said. His heart was literally in his throat. Was Blaise going to tell him that Hermione secretly loved him? Then why would he have said she did something against his will? Her being in love with him was definitely not against his will. Hell, he would jump for fucking joy (in his mind, of course) if it were true.

"Blaise. you can't do this!" Hermione begged. "Please! You're not going to hurt only me. There are innocent chi... innocent people involved in this!" She grabbed a hold of his arm. "I'll do anything! Anything! Just don't tell him."

She was crying and pleading and it was breaking Draco's heart. He hated to see her this way but he was also so damn curious as to what she had done. He could see that the rest of them were as well.

Ron spoke up, "My God Hermione, what is it that you've done?" He had never seen her react this way to anything and it was unnerving.

"What ever it is, it must be bad," Neville said to Harry. "I've never seen Hermione beg before."

"Me neither."

Blaise curled his upper lip is distaste. "Please, Mrs. Weasley. You're getting my Armani suit stained with your guilty tears." He pried her hand from his sleeve and brushed it off. Fixed his cuffs and sighed. "It's time to reveal a secret that has been carefully guarded for many years."

Pansy leaned forward in anticipation, almost falling from her chair. Neville was leaning on the mantle trying to look as though it could care less what Blaise was about to say. Harry was standing next to him, his mind still reeling from what had just happened with Ginny.

Hermione looked around the room for some support and found it. Ginny came over. Putting her arms around Hermione, she tried to comfort her but it was no use. "Hermione, no matter what Zabini is about to say, I will always love you. You're my best friend and there is nothing going to change that."

"Oh I wouldn't be too sure about that, Mrs. Potter" Blaise said, flashing her a bright smile.

"You are a vile piece of shit, you know that Zabini?" Ginny said.

"Sticks and stones, Mrs. Potter!" He started strolling around the room as if he was taking a leisurely walk in the park. He stopped in front of Ron who looked at him, fear in his eyes. "Mr. Weasley. Has it never bothered you that neither of your children looks nothing like you?"

Ron's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "What do my children have to do with this?"

"Everything, Mr. Weasley! Everything!"

"Blaise, please!" Hermione wailed.

"Stop your damn crying woman or I'll be forced to shut you up myself!" he snarled. "Maybe you should have thought about the consequences before you did what you did. I'm going to tell everyone in this room what a sneaky bitch you really are and no amount of begging or crying is going to stop me!"

Draco gripped the arms of his chair. How dare he speak to her that way! He silently vowed that before this night was over, he would make Blaise pay.

"Now," Blaise said, putting a smile back on his face. "Back to business."

"For Merlin's sake, Zabini, hurry up!" Pansy said, excited. "I want to know what she's done!"

"Patience, Pansy. Perhaps you should be worrying about what it is you've done to deserve to be at this little party."

Pansy waved her hand in the air. "I've done lots of illegal things and I'm not ashamed of any of it and I don't really care what you have on me. I want to know what Granger's done!"

Blaise ignored her and made his way over to Draco slowly. "Malfoy, have you ever seen Hermione and Ron's children?"

Draco looked up at him. "Once. First day of Hogwarts for my son, I saw them on Platform 9 3/4."

"Notice anything about them that day?"

Draco thought hard. He really hadn't been looking at their kids; he was too busy memorizing how Hermione was dressed. "Can't remember."

Harry suddenly thought of something that had bothered him more than once. He had been around Ron and Hermione's children since they were born. There were times when he had actually thought that they looked nothing like Ron. Sure, they had Hermione's eyes and maybe their chins were shaped like hers but he saw nothing of Ron in them. In fact, they looked a lot like... He suddenly felt sick.

Neville heard Harry groan. "What? What is it?" he whispered.

Harry struggled to remain composed. "It can't be," he said too loudly. "Hermione would never..."

Blaise stopped his grilling of Draco and turned to Harry. "Realize something, Potter?"

Harry said nothing but his eyes wandered over to Hermione's. She was done crying and now there was a hard look about her. "Did you sleep with Malfoy, Hermione?" he asked.

Ron was red with rage. "Malfoy?" He faced his wife, looking murderous. "You had sex with Malfoy?" He threw his glass at the wall where it exploded. "You disgusting whore! How could you fuck him, huh?"

Hermione shook Ginny off and stepped up to Ron until she was inches from his face. She saw movement from the corner of her eye.

Draco actually stood; he was so certain that Ron would lay his hands on her violently. He was not about to let that happen.

"Sit down Malfoy. I can handle this," she said, glaring at Ron. "I have NEVER touched Malfoy but there were plenty of times I imagined I was while you were fucking me!"

Draco couldn't help but smirk as he slowly sat back down. So she did want him as much as he wanted her. Interesting development!

"If you didn't sleep with him Hermione then why do your children look just like him?" Harry asked before he could stop himself.

Pansy, Neville and Ginny all gasped at the same time.

"Yeah, Hermione, how do you explain that?" Ron asked. He had always secretly been bothered by the fact that his children didn't resemble him what so ever. They looked strangely like someone else, a familiar someone. He thought maybe it was distant family member, a relative he had seen in an old photo or something. Now that it was brought to his attention, he realized that his children looked almost exactly like Draco Malfoy. "I'm waiting for an explanation, Hermione."

"I can help with that!" Blaise said. "I'll be right back." He exited the room and left them in uncomfortable silence. No one spoke. The tension in the room was as thick as the hair on a gorilla's ass. Hermione turned away from a fuming Ron and took a seat on the other side of the room, across from Draco. He gave her a small smile that she didn't return.

Blaise came back in. A house elf pushing a television and a DVD player on a cart followed close behind him. He set it all up, brushed the creases from his purple tux and left in a hurry, closing the door quietly behind him.

"I happen to come across some surveillance tapes from a Muggle clinic that date a few years back. We'll get to those in a bit. First, I need to give some back ground information."

Everyone looked around at one another curiously, except for Hermione, who just glared at Blaise with murder in her eyes. She wanted to attack him and rip out his tongue before he could ruin everything. "I hate you! I wish you would die!" she thought to herself.

"Many years ago, when they were first married, Draco and Pansy were trying very hard to conceive a child. They tried everything; saw numerous Healers at the wizarding hospitals around the world- still nothing. Finally, after all their magical options had been depleted, they sucked up their pride and went to a Muggle fertility clinic."

"You went to a MUGGLE clinic?" Ron asked, laughing. "I'd pay to see that!"

"Pay with what, you broke ass bastard?" Draco said.

Ron opened his mouth to give a snappy come back but Blaise interrupted. "ANYHOW!" he said, rolling his eyes. "They kept his sperm frozen there at the clinic for use in the in vitro fertilization process. It wasn't until a few years later that they finally managed to conceive."

"Little Pureblood sperm-sicles?" Neville asked. "Now I've heard of everything!"

"What the hell does this have to do with Granger?" Pansy asked. She was embarrassed by all this talk of her not being able to conceive. "What did she do? Steal Draco's sperm and impregnate herself?" She laughed like this was the most ludicrous thing in the world.

"That is PRECISELY what she did!" Blaise said and Hermione tried unsuccessfully to become invisible.