Intense

                                    

                                          
Author note: J.K Rowling owns all.The road the hell is paved with good intentions. 
                          
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Same day.

                          
"Wesen baby?" She stroked his head while Draco kneeled next to her and began checking him for injuries. His eyes kept going up to the boys white hair.
                          
"I take him to infirmary." Viktor said as he picked up the small boy gently. Hermione followed him quickly while Draco stayed behind to find out what happened. 
                          
"It was the a Gryffindor beater, he tried to hit the quaffle but lost control." Teddy said as he swooped down from the other boys. "Is he going to be okay? He has to be okay Draco." The young boy wrapped his arms around his older cousin. 
                          
"He will be. Try to keep all the players here until coach Krum returns. " Draco headed off towards the infirmary, his leg burning but he kept going. When he enter the room she was sitting by his bedside holding her sons small hand crying as Viktor rubbed her back whispering to her. Draco cleared his throat and walked to them taking the other seat. "The players are waiting for you, I asked them to stay put." The man nodded at him and said his goodbyes. Before Draco could say something Madame Pomfrey came in. She said a small spell and poured a potion into his mouth. The boy opened his eyes and looked around and locked eyes with Draco. He noticed they weren't weasel blue they were gray. The boys hair changed into red and he found his mother eyes.
                          
"Mumzy, what happened?" He croaked out while squeezing her hand. 
                          
"You fell off your broom Wesen, you're going to be okay." She kissed his hand and the boy looked at him again.
                          
"Now Alex, Wesen? I'm going to give you a sleeping draught then some skele-gro potion. You broke your arm, a couple ribs and your ankle. It will be easier and less painful if you're asleep." 
                          
"If it's okay I'd prefer Wesen or Wes Madame Pompfrey." The small boy said as the old nurse said gave him the small cup and helped him tip it back. 
                          
"Okay, Wes, you sleep dear. You'll feel right as rain in the morning." The older woman said turning to go back to her other patients.Hermione held Wes  hand and kissed it as he fell back asleep. His hair fading back into the bright white color. 
                          
"Professor Granger may I speak to you in the Hall?" He lowly growled as to not wake up the small boy or startle the old nurse. With a slightly scared look she nodded avoiding his eyes. She walked into the hall and when the door closed he gently pushed her against the wall. 
                          
"So, not a ginger?" He said bringing his face close to hers. Still avoiding his eyes she just nodded. He could see the tears shimmering in her eyes though.  
                          
"Metamorphmagus?"  Again she nodded staring at the ground praying it would open up and swallow her whole. He leaned his cane against the wall next to her and put both arms on the wall caging her in. 
                          
" Drake." She whispered. 
                          
"Wesen, as in the second star in the Canis Major constellation, after Sirius?" She was staring at the tie pin she gave him and nodded again. 
                          
"I." She began but a sob caught in her throat. Tears in her eyes and her lip quivering. He took a deep breath trying to control his anger. It fanned across her face making her hair dance around her forehead. How dare she still be so beautiful after all these years. How dare she hide this from him. 
                          
"Dammit Mya." He leaned down and captured her lips. All his anger and love poured into that kiss. 
                          
"Come to my room tomorrow. " There was no room for argument in his tone. She nodded again and he kissed her forehead gently before he picked up his cane to walk away leaving her alone. She touched her lips and slid to the ground. He knew now. This wasn't how she wanted him to find out. She began crying, crying for her son who was injured and grew up without his father. She cried for Draco for keeping Wes from him. She cried for herself because she never stop loving him no matter how hard she tried.  After awhile she calmed herself down and went to her son. He was still sleeping thankfully as the potions healed his body. She feel asleep holding his hand.