Title / A Twist of Fate
Rated / T . Might change in the future .
Summary / A baby was asked to be left under Hermione Granger's care. The letter had written clearly, "Please, that's all I'm asking. I will come back when the time is right." She recognizes the writing anywhere.
Warning / This might sound familiar ?
Disclaimer / I don't own Harry Potter .

Author's Note / I am aware I have story being written right now, but I am having a major block and this story has a bright future in my head right now! My other story is called 'One Fine Line', please check it out!

Chapter 1:

It was a dark and rainy night in June. A figure stood next to a crib, caressing his newborn son's cheek. The baby had a thin layer of platinum blond hair covering his head, his features were so attractive and sharp, and his skin was pale- just like the father. That's what the baby's mother said before running away from her estranged husband.

Well, not exactly estrange. They were forced into this marriage by both their parents- to ensure they're bloodline and their status in the society- they didn't want it as they both had another in mind. The two newly wed had made things clear the night of their wedding day. They will stay together until a male child is conceived and born, then she and her lover planned to run away after that. He agreed without any disagreements involved and assured her that all first born in the Malfoy family were male.

The new Mrs. Malfoy had found herself pregnant after three months into their wedding and both herself and her 'husband' breathed out a sigh of relief. When she was in her six months of pregnancy, her father in-law, who had been stuck in Azkaban for two years after the war, had passed in the lifeless jail. Her mother in-law was happier than she was before when she was under the pressure of being a cold familiar to the public. Unfortunately, she had found out, one night, of her only son and her daughter in-law's plan when the baby is born.

Although not pleased, she had supported it as her daughter in-law was like a daughter to her and the widowed woman wanted her to be happy. The woman cornered her son later that night, bombarding him with questions, which had made him confessed who he was and is still in love with.

A storm brought the young man of merely nineteen-years-old back into the present. He gently scooped up his son, who was born less than two days ago, into his arms as he planted gentle, loving kisses onto his forehead. As he placed his sleeping son down, he left a letter next to the crib. He had written a few letters to different individuals, which will be sent to his lawyer in two days automatically.

He took one last apologetic glance at his son as he left the nursery towards his mother's room to say goodbye before disappearing from the Wizarding World until the time is right.

Two days later

"Harry, look at this!" Hermione Granger exclaimed looking at the front-page news of the Daily Prophet.

Hermione Granger and Harry Potter shared an apartment in the middle of the busy Wizarding World. They were both important aurors and were only called in when needed, so Hermione took another work up at Flourish and Boots as a hobby and to earn more money for her savings while Harry occasionally helps out at Fred and George's joke shop.

Ronald Weasley had moved out of the Burrow to live with his fiancé, Pansy Parkinson. What a shocker. Pansy was disowned from her family, but money wasn't their problem now. Ron is now a well-known Quidditch player who earns enough money to last a lifetime and Pansy, who had gotten prettier during her last years with her pug nose gone, is now a model and a designer. They built a small warm cottage half a mile away from the busy Hogsmeade so that they could be closer to the Burrow and Hogsmeade itself.

"What does it say Hermione?" Harry called from the bathroom. "I'm in a bit of a predicament here."

"It says," Hermione quoted. "Draco Malfoy Gone Without A Trace."

"What?" Harry said in disbelief, dropping his towel as he came out wiping his wet hands on his trousers and stretched his right arm out. "Can I have a look?"

"Come here," Hermione waved him over as she laid it flat on the table. The Daily Prophet wrote,

Draco Malfoy Gone Without A Trace

Draco Malfoy, son of the deceased well-known Death Eater Lucius Malfoy, took part in the Battle against He-who-still-shall-not-be-named. He was and still is one of the capable younger aurors who had caught most of the Death Eaters in Azkaban, who are waiting in line for the Kiss or sentenced to life imprisonment, along with Hermione Granger and the-boy-who-lived, Harry Potter.

Reports had been received saying that Draco Malfoy, the wedded man of one year, was last seen at St. Mungos three days ago. Some eyewitness had given us information saying that Mrs. Astoria Malfoy had just given birth to a healthy baby boy. However, it seems that Mrs. Astoria Malfoy was last seen cuddling with an unknown man yesterday, which our sources seems to point towards Theodore Nott, the former housemate of both Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy.

We then got the report saying that Draco Malfoy had gone missing when we arrived his home to see his upset mother and his peacefully sleeping baby. When wondered, his mother had replied that she thought he had been on a business trip, but when she called up to check on him, they informed her that they had not seen him at all. A letter had been sent to the family lawyer, Blaise Zabini, Mr. Malfoy's closest acquaintance. More information will be given when everything is reported back to us.

By Melanie Horris.

"Harry, what do you think -" Hermione's question was cut short when a large unknown snow owl pecked noisily on her apartment window. She walked over with a few treats in her hand to feed the owl. She gently took the letter from the owl as the owl hooted softly at the sight of the treats. She smiled and smoothed the owl's soft fur. "Off you go now."

"What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's a letter," Hermione frowned, opening the letter with the previous new article pushed away from her mind. "From Blaise. Apparently, I am needed at his office. It sounds important."

"What? Now?" Harry cried in disbelieve. "But…but my date with Ginny! I don't know what to do!"

"Oh, come off it Harry!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Just be yourself! I mean, it's not your first date together."

"Fine!" He sighed after realizing that she was right. "Just be back before midnight."

Hermione laughed, "Harry! You're not my father! Anyway, have fun with Ginny! Tell her I said hi."

"Will do, 'Mione! Good luck!" Harry waved as she flooed out of their shared apartment.

Author's note / Well, I sorta had this in mine for a couple of months now, I saw one which had a similar storyline a couple years ago, but I can't seem to find it anymore? But anyway, this will NOT be the same as that because that would just be cheating and unfair and stupid. There will be a few twists! So have a look out!

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