A Growing Love

Summary:

Everyone get's a second chance in love, rather it is the relationshio between two lovers, or the relationship of a family. No matter what happens, it always proves that love is the key.

Hermione has found love, after the lost of her lover, as she raises the child they made. Everything is alright, because love finds it's way back to her life.

Lucius finds love, in a precious gift his that he discovered within his sons death.

Chapter One

She was crying across his only sons chest, staining the material of his shirt with her own bloos, from the cut on her cheek, "Don't leave me alone."

His breathing was shallow, and strenth was low as he stroked her hair, and placed his other hand on her stomach, "It's alright, I'm not afraid love, I don't feel any pain," he closed his eyes for a long moment, then opened them back up to look at her, "I left whatever I had in my account for our baby and you, get checked out for me please, I love you both."

She shook her head violently, as his arms fell to his side, and the last breath was freed from when he told her he loved both her and there baby, "You can't leave me Draco, please. You need to see your baby's birth, seven months from now, you can't die."

Mrs. Weasley ushered to the girl, after making sure all her children were safe, "Hermione dear," she wrapped the young woman in her arms, as she tried to lead her away from the blonde, "Time to get you checked up dear, don't want to upset the baby."

The younger witch looked up at the older motherly woman, confused, "How did you know?"

Molly smiled, "I recieved an owl from him, when he first found out about the baby, and asked me to help you if anything goes wrong," she kissed the younger womans cheek. She helped the younger to her feet, and kissed her cheek, "Let's get you home to the Burrow dear," she continued to lead the young witch out of the Great Hall, where they all stood.

Lucius watched as the two witch's left, before he knelt down beside his sons body, taking his hand, "Why didn't you tell me?" He stroked his sons hair, and squeezed his hand.

"Lucius?" Her voice was heard from behind him, "Sorry, I-"

The older wizard didn't turn around, knowing perfectly well who it was, "What do you need? Was my sons last breath not enough, you come to take in my time with his lifeless body," he released his sons hand, and stood to face the woman, "Go back to the blood traiters, mu-" He frozed as she collapsed to the ground, and hurried to her, "I need a Healer, NOW!"

Molly came back into the Great Hall, after the young witch hadn't come back out, and gasped when she saw the young woman on the floor, "What happened?" She glared at Lucius, "What did you do?" She had her wand in hand ready to strike.

"As you may had noticed she had injured her head," Lucius answered, as he pressed his handkerchief to the young witch's head, he looked at the Healer, who had started to treat the young witch, and placed his hand on her stomach, "I want you to make sure my grandchild is alright." He glared at the older woman, "How could it be that I find out about my own sons child, from listening to you two, and not from him?"

Molly didn't even answer, as she knelt on the other side of the young woman, then glared at the wizard, "She came back in here to tell you, saw you kneeling by your son before we left."

Lucius felt a touch of guilt, remembering the way he had spoken to her, he looked at the Healer, "How is the baby?"

The Healer looked at the young witch, then at the older Wizard, "Baby is doing as well as could be expected for being two months," he turned his attention to Molly, "She should be fine, you could take her home."

"She is going to Malfoy Manor," Lucius glared at the Healer, this is my grandchild.

"She's my daughter," Molly returned the glare, "She is coming home with me," she stood to her feet, "I have been taking care of this young woman since her parents death, I was there for her." She handed the Healer a parchment, and smiled victoriously.

The Healer shrugged his shoulders, and gave a sympathedic look towards the other Wizard, "She is the legal Guardian of Miss Granger, and since Miss Granger is seventeen she could choose who she wants to live with herself."

"What happened?" Hermione as opening her eyes, and closing them again.

"Hermione dear, are you alright?" Molly wrapped her arm around the young womans shoulder, trying to help her sit up in her spot.

"I think so, but-" The young witch looked around at her surroundings.

"The baby is alright Hermione," Lucius assured the young witch, "If you wouldn't mind, I would like for you to Malfoy Manor, and stay there."

"I already have a home," Hermione went to stand up, but was stopped, she watched as the blonde wizsard stood to his feet and lifted her in his arms, "What are-"

"I am apperating with you to the Burrow," Lucius answered he unfinished question.

Hermione shook her head, "I'm going to my old house," she looked at Molly, "It was left for me, for when I graduated from school by my parents, it will be good for my baby, and I to have our own place."

"I am not about to let you live alone," Lucius, and Molly explained at the same time.

"I hate to do this, but I would feel safer if you lived with The Weasley's, I could check on you, and my grandchild. I would know you're safe that way also," Lucius walked to where there was an apperation point, with Molly right behind them.

Two Months Later

George was walking passed the girls room, when he heard soft moaning, thinking he was about to catch his sister, and her boyfriend, he creaked the door open, and froze.

Laying in the other bed was a half clothed Hermioned, with one hand down her knckers, and the other under hew blouse moaning, "Hmmmm."

He couldn't take his eyes off the witch, as he watched entranced, 'Hermione, masturbates?' he felt his member harden against his pants, as she moaned again, 'Shit.'

She stopped, feeling as if someone was watching her, and blushed when she spotted a frozen George standing in the slightly opened doorway, "I'm sorry George, thought I had the house to myself," she cast a cleaning spell, and reached for her

pajama pants pulling them up. She blushed when she noticed George's bulge, "Uhm."

He looked down, and his whole face turned the color as his hair, he looked nervously at the witch, "I didn't mean to stare. I thought it was my sister, and Harry, was planning to see them."

She stared at him strangely.

He realized his choice of words, "Not like that, I meant I wanted to scare Potter, possibly kick his arse if he was taking advantage of my sister," he laughed, still embarrased, "I heard female moaning as I passed your room."

"Damn Hormones," Hermione admitted, "I miss Draco sometimes, he knew-"

"Don't want to hear it," George stopped her from continueing.

She blushed again, "Yeah, sorry about that," she stood up, and walked to her closet, "Lucius was hear earlier, to take me to St. Mungo's, baby is healthy. Healer said it was normal to feel horny, because of the hormones, when I asked," she laughed a little, "Don't think Lucius was expecting me to ask that question in front of the doctor."

"Well I could only imagine," He laughed as he left the room, "I need to get a shower before dinner."

"Okay, thanks George, it was nice talking about this," She went back to her bed, and laid out her clothes as he left.