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“What spell?” Draco asked.

“A paternity spell devised generations back by a Malfoy who feared his betrothed had been unfaithful. It’s been used ever since,” Lucius admitted.

“When were you planning to tell me about this?” Draco asked. This, frankly, would have been useful information to have.

“It wasn’t necessary until now. But it exists, and I can cast it upon her to establish proof of paternity.”

This news was reassuring. Granger had been certain enough about the baby’s paternity, but absolute proof would make him feel a lot better. He’d already begun to feel rather possessive of the witch, and he didn’t want to have to worry about Weasley snatching her and the baby away.

“It won’t hurt the baby, will it?” he asked.

“Of course …show more content…

Marrying a pureblood witch is the fastest way to end up the parent of squib, father.”

“Darling…” his mother reached up to squeeze his hand and smile tentatively at him. “I understand your research, I do, and so does your father, but this is all very sudden, to go from thinking that perhaps centuries of arranged marriages and beliefs were perhaps incorrect to being told that you have fathered a child with a mud- ahem, muggleborn. And while your father and I recognize that Miss Granger is a very intelligent and accomplished young woman, the reality is that you have no proof that the baby she carries is yours beyond her word, and you cannot guarantee this child will be magical. Your father and I want to protect you, and we don’t want you to rush into anything… drastic. Not when you can wait and still claim the baby later if need be.”

“‘If need be?’ Mother are you even listening to yourself? She is pregnant with my child, MY son or daughter. I’m not going to just abandon her.”

“Listen to your mother, son,” Lucius opined from his chair. “No one is suggesting you abandon her. It would best suit your interests to appear attentive and concerned for her well-being while still keeping your options open. The last thing we want is for you to end up wed to her if it’s not yours or if she’s carrying a squib.”

“She’s not.”

“What?”

“She’s not carrying a squib. It’s magical. The baby is magical.”

“Darling, I know that every wizard believes his

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