Thirteen
September 16th 2017:
Hermione Granger never thought she would have to tell Lucius Malfoy that she gave birth to his grandchild.
Draco Malfoy never thought he’d have to tell his father that Hermione Granger was the mother of his heir. Well once upon a time he let himself imagine it, but that is irrelevant.
Walking through Azkaban, towards his father, made Draco feel sick. He felt sixteen all over again.
“Are you okay?”
“I once told you that I had no intention of ever seeing my father again while he was breathing. And now for the sake of my daughter, I have to face him. I don’t know how I’m feeling at the moment.”
“I’m here for you. Remember that.” He nodded.
“Here we are.” The guard spoke. “Before you go in, you should know that the prisoner has gone crazy. He shouts about how it isn't Lucius Malfoy and tries to convince the guards of it too. It’s been within the last five years that he’s started to lose it.”
“I knew my father was bound to lose it. Must be why my mother has stopped visiting.”
“Thank you. You may wait out here.” The guard nodded at Hermione’s words.
Draco was not going to lie, it was a huge turn on seeing Hermione command people in her Minister voice.
“I’ll go in first.” Draco took a deep breath before walking into the cell. “Father.”
When Hermione walked in, she saw Lucius sitting in the corner of his cell. He didn’t say anything, just looked back at them.
“Father, I’m here to inform you that Hermione Granger is the mother of your grandchild.”
“I’m not your father.” Lucius mumbled. “I am not your father!” He sat up, still in the corner of the room. “I am not Lucius Malfoy!”
“Yes you are. You’re my father whether you like it or not.”
“Malfoy! I am not your father!” Hermione and Draco’s eyes met.
“I don’t think we’re going to get anything from him.” Draco nodded and they turned to the door.
“Malfoy!” Was the last thing they heard until the door closed.
Hermione looked at Draco, who had stopped walking.
“What is it?”
“He called me Malfoy. Not Draco. My father only ever called me son or Draco. Why would he call me Malfoy?”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that I do not think the man in there is my father.”
“How positive are you about that?”
“One hundred percent, Granger. He’s not my father. Insane or not, my father wouldn’t call me by my last name.”
“I trust you.” Hermione walked away from him and went to the guard.
“I want Lucius Malfoy transferred into a holding cell at the Ministry of Magic. This is on my order, Minister Hermione Granger. He is a suspected accomplice in a crime against myself. I want this handled now.”
“Yes Minister.”
“I’ll need my wand. I need to contact head Auror Harry Potter.”
“I’ll take you both back to the entrance.”
Hermione and Draco walked with the guard to the entrance into Azkaban. Hermione was given her wand. She quickly conjured her patronus.
“Go find Harry Potter. Tell him I need him and a team to meet me at Azkaban for a prisoner transfer.” She sent her patronus off.
“I like seeing you in Minister Mode.” Draco was smirking at her. “You’re very commanding.” Hermione blushed.
“Thank you. It took me a long time to get people’s respect as Minister. People thought I was too young.”
“I think that’s why you are a good minister. You’ve experienced so much and so little all at the same time. You know what changes the world needs.” Hermione smiled at him.
“With you by my side, I would have been a lot more confident in my earlier years.” Draco smiled.
“I wish I would’ve been there too.”
“Hermione? Why’d you call me here with a team?”
“We’re bringing Lucius Malfoy to the ministry. I’ll explain here.” Harry nodded.
“We’ll meet you back at the ministry then.” Harry said before he went with his team to retrieve Lucius.
“Let’s get back to the Ministry.” Hermione led Draco to the floo. “Ministry of Magic.”
When they stepped out of the floo they walked in silence until they reached Hermione’s office.
“If the man in the cell is not your father, who is it?”
“I have no clue” A knock on the door interrupted them.
“Malfoy Senior is in a holding cell.”
“I’m going to talk to him.”
“Wait,” Harry stopped him. “You are too close to the situation. I’ll go in.”
“Potter, you know more about my daughter than I do. I think you’re too close to the situation.”
“While you two are bickering, I am going to go find out who that is.” Hermione walked out of the office and straight to the holding cell. “Revelio.”
“You couldn’t wait for me?” Draco asked
“You took too long.” Hermione looked at the man in front of her. “Holy Shit.”
“Goyle?” Draco and Hermione looked at each other. “How did this happen?”
“I was taken out of my cell five years ago. The guard told me I was being transferred. When I got to the new cell, your father was there. I was knocked out and then woke up and he was gone, and people addressed me as Lucius.”
“How have you stayed as my father?”
“There’s a guard that comes every few days.”
“What is the guard’s name?”
“I don’t know. I’ve only ever seen his face.”
“Hermione, we need to issue a statement. We can’t have Lucius Malfoy be out in the world and not tell the public.” Hermione looked to Draco instead of Harry.
“As much as I hate to say it, Potter is right. My father is dangerous. The public needs to know.”
“I think while we are at it, we should announce that Lyra is your daughter. Just let it all out. If we think he’s taken her because of me, maybe this will derail his plans.”
“Are you sure you want the world to know you made a love child with an ex-death eater?”
“First, I will slap you the next time you refer to yourself that way. I do not care about your past. Second, the world is going to find out eventually. Better on our terms then not. Which is what I should have done with you.”
“You could schedule a press conference. It’ll be the fastest way to cover it.” Harry suggested.
“I’ll schedule it for tomorrow.”
“I am going to contact a friend from France to announce it there as well. The Malfoys have properties all over France, he might be staying in one.”
“We’ll need a list of them. As well as a list of all the properties in Britain.” Harry told Malfoy. “I’m going back to Azkaban to get a list of guards that have clearance and access to Lucius’ cell.”
With that, the three separated to complete their assigned tasks.