1When I need you the most
Before Harry left to fight Voldemort for good, he and Hermione were very serious about each other and he was planning on proposing the night that he was supposed to leave, though never found the time. Hermione finds out that she's pregnant and is left alone to birth their daughter. But when she's kidnapped, will Harry come to the rescue?
REVISED!
I don't own Harry Potter or J.K. Rowling's other characters or places, though I do own my own.
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Chapter 1: An unwanted child
Hermione Elizabeth Granger sat in the living room of her comfy home located on 240 Godric Hollow, not too far from Hogsmead and her old friends from Hogwarts. But, she was not alone in the cream-colored room. And it was not a husband she was with, but her daughter, Catlyn Victoria Granger. In the true image of her mother, the seven-year-old was sitting in a large arm chair reading a book.
"Mummy, why can't I go to Hogwarts now? It seems so fascinating!" Catlyn asked, looking up from the top of 'Hogwarts, A History'. When she was much younger it used to be her favorite bedtime story, but now it was the book she read whenever she and Hermione sat down for a little time of reading. She was also known to be seen reading all of Hermione's old school books, although Hermione kept the ones from fourth year and up away from her daughters reach, fearing that they'd usher her somehow into the Dark Arts, although everyone assured her that it was just a mother's paranoia.
"Because love, you're too young. In another five years you'll be old enough," Hermione told her daughter it an affectionate smile. Her daughter.
Obviously, Catlyn wasn't just Hermione's daughter. In fact, Catlyn's legal name gave away who her father was: Catlyn Victoria Granger-Potter. Hermione and Harry had begun dating in the summer after their tragic 6th year and dated all through 7th year, being one of Hogwarts most loved and serious couples. Only those closet to the couple knew that Harry and Hermione had begun planning their wedding, though no ring was on her finger. But it wasn't long after that Harry had to leave to fight Voldemort, leaving a newly pregnant Hermione being. She gave birth with the aid of her parents and the Weasley's, completely torn apart by the fact that their beautiful daughter was brought into the world without her father near by. The battle lasted a total of three years, Ron at one point even leaving his new wife Lavender to fight alongside his best friend. Hermione was forced to stay behind after the reasoning she received from Lavender that if Hermione died, there would be no one at all around for Catlyn. When the battle was finally over, Harry returned to find the girlfriend he left behind and the child he didn't even know he had. Hermione never knew why, but Harry refused to be involved with Hermione and Catlyn in any way. He quickly married an Auror named Amber and conceived a child with her, then having the gull to tell Hermione that he couldn't leave Hermione because of his child with Amber.
"Mummy?" Catlyn asked, looking at her mother, confused. "Are you okay? You look sad," Catlyn said, noticing that Hermione's eyes had misted over.
"I'm fine, darling. I was just thinking. Are you hungry?" Hermione asked, trying to shake thoughts from her eyes.
"Yes!" Catlyn replied happily.
"Okay darling, I'll go make dinner," Hermione said, rising from the couch and going into the kitchen to make dinner. She put some roast into the oven and returned to the living room.
"Wow Mummy, look! Harry Potter!" Catlyn said as she picked up a wizarding magazine.
"What about it?" Hermione said trying to sound interested although she truly wasn't. She hated picking up nearly every magazine around and seeing his name on it. History books had even been rewritten to include all of the wonderful stories about how he vanquished evil and such. But, magazines usually posted stories every week about new evils he had gotten rid of. Hermione hated it.
"His wife is pregnant again," Catlyn said. "Mrs. Amber Potter revealed this week that she is pregnant with the third child of the famous Boy-Who-Lived. The couple was blessed six years ago with their beautiful twin daughters, Corria and Delila, and has been reported to say that they had been waiting until they tired for another child. "We're very excited about this and can't wait to have another Potter," Mr. Harry Potter says proudly during an interview."
"He's always proud," Hermione said almost under her breath.
"Mummy, why do you hate Harry Potter so much?" Catlyn asked.
"Where did you get that idea from sweetie?" Hermione asked nervously, knowing that she had been caught.
"You always look so angry whenever he's brought up. I've heard Uncle Ron talking before about him and they seemed to be real good friends, and I know for a fact that Ron was one of your best friends," Catlyn replied.
"Catlyn, sweetie, Harry and I were very close friends all through Hogwarts, but it all just fell apart. You'll find that sometimes in life that friendships will fall apart, but that only means that they were never truly your friend," Hermione said.
"Oh. Well, that must have hurt you a lot because every time you talk about him, you seem to get upset," Catlyn said smartly. Hermione sometimes cursed the fact that her daughter was as sharp as she.
"That's enough talk about that, Cat. Come on now, let's go eat," Hermione said. Catlyn nodded and they finished dinner together.
"Mummy look, Athena!" Catlyn announced during dinner. A small snowy owl flew into the kitchen and dropped two envelopes onto Hermione's lap. "What is it, Mum?"
"A letter from Aunt Lavender," Hermione said upon looking at the first one. The second one made her pause. It was addressed to her daughter and the return address simply said 'Hedwig'. "And one from Aunt Ginny," Hermione lied. She tucked both under her napkin and they continued to eat. After they were done, Hermione took the second letter and went into the den, tearing it open.
Catlyn,
Dear child, I have a confession to make to you. I, Harry James Potter, have been hiding a secret from you since the day you were born, but so has your mother. You see, in my seventh year of Hogwarts, your mother and I had become very close and we did something that I regret, which brought you into this world. I hope you understand that you are my child and a true Potter, but that I cannot take care of you…
Hermione read no further. Fury-made tears burned her eyes as she tore the letter to shreds, trying somehow to release her anger. She couldn't believe that Harry had the gull to ever write such an awful thing to his own daughter.
"Catlyn sweetie, could you come here," Hermione called out. Catlyn was quickly standing in the frame of the doorway, looking at her mother curiously. "Listen baby, I want you to promise me that you will never talk to Harry Potter. It's very important that you avoid all contact with him. Please, don't ask questions, but promise me. We'll only end up being hurt otherwise," Hermione said. Such words would usually be lost on the average seven-year-old, but Catlyn was very brilliant for her age and had a sense of maturity about her that made one believe that the child understood everything.
"Yes Mum," Catlyn replied. Hermione smiled and hugged her daughter tightly, kissing her head.
"Go get ready for bed, baby. It's nearly eight," Hermione said, catching sight of the clock. Catlyn nodded and bounded off happily, her dark blonde curly hair bouncing as she ran. Hermione smiled and read Lavender's letter, which simply told her that she was going to visit the Granger duo the following day just for fun. After she was done reading, Hermione went upstairs to tuck her daughter in bed and retired to her room to read once again, trying to get her mind off of Harry. It wasn't any later then ten that she drifted off to sleep, the only sound in the house that of Catlyn's fan.
But around midnight, the serene atmosphere of the house was disturbed by a chorus of cracks, a few men and women filling Hermione's room.
"Is that the Mudblood?" a woman asking, sneering in the direction of Hermione's sleeping body.
"Yes, that's her. Now let's take her and go. The Dark Lord will want us back as soon as possible," a man said, lifting Hermione effortlessly into his arms. Quickly, he stunned her and they all Apparated out of the room.
"Why does he want her, anyways?" another woman asked when they arrived outside of the headquarters of the Dark Lord.
"She's bait for Potter! The Dark Lord knows that even if Potter married another woman, Granger is his greatest weakness," Goyle said to the woman, who happened to be his sister. Her name was Melissa and she was one of the most beautiful women that anyone had ever encountered with her blood red hair, hazel eyes, and perfect physique. Everyone was surprised that such a beautiful girl was the sister of one of the cronies of Draco Malfoy but their mothers were different, causing them to be raised separately.
Melissa Goyle looked sympathetically at the unmoving Hermione. She herself was a single mother, her own boyfriend having left her during the war with the Dark Lord, although in her case it was loosing a Death Eater to another one, instead of Auror's. But, Melissa was incredibly loyal to the Dark Lord and would do anything for him.
"I see you brought Granger," a cold voice greeted the Death Eater's. The one carrying Hermione brought her in front of his Dark Lord and revived her. "I'm sure that Potter will come to the rescue as he always does. After all, he has such a love for saving people as Miss Granger would say," the Dark Lord said coldly.
Hermione awoke abruptly, bolting up from the stone floor. She looked around at those surrounding her and glared at the one person she recognized. "Malfoy," She growled. "Where the hell am I?"
"You're in the Death Eater's headquarters, the Malfoy Manor," Draco replied.
"Why would it be at your house?" Hermione asked, already having her suspicions but wanting to confirm them.
"I'm on the rise of becoming the new Dark Lord, Granger. Surprised, aren't you?" Draco asked. Hermione scoffed.
"Hardly," she said. "Now, why am I here? I know that it's not to recruit me because you've hated me for years."
"Recruiting you would be a waste of our time. But actually, you're here as bait. If we get rid of Potter, we'll be able to rise up at full," Draco replied. Hermione snorted out a laugh.
"You've obviously been locked up in your manor for too long plotting this. Harry and I broke up nearly seven years ago," Hermione said. "You're stupid plan won't ever work. Harry hates me and I him."
"I'm aware that you too broke up. I'm also aware that you are the mother of the secretly famous 'Potter bastard child'. Oh yes, Granger, people know about your child. Don't act so surprised. It's well known that Potter left behind a child with a useless Mudblood, so much like his father. That's the reason we didn't take the girl; he'd never come for her. You, on the other hand, he just might come for," Draco said.
"You're wasting your time, Malfoy. Harry would never come for me. You would do better with that woman sitting in my place," Hermione said, unable to even utter the name of the woman that had taken away her lover.
"We'll see, Mudblood. We'll see."
-End of chapter! I hope that's much better!