Hi everyone! I know that I promised at the end of Light in a Dark World(which, by the way, if you haven't read, you should because if you don't, you may not get both some of the jokes, and possibly the story line)that there would be a sequel out in no time at all, and I hope that everyone doesn't hate my guts.
I also remember telling you at the end of my porevious story that this would be called A Marauder, a Marriage, and a Malfoy, but my whole story plot changed in the middle of the prologue so it is now called Eliteam Arcuramente. So here goes.
Enjoy…
Eliteam Arcuramente
Prologue
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Flashback
"Do you, Ronald Bilius Weasley, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest said to the red head standing before him.
"I do," the tall man said, looking at the brunette woman dresses in white silk and lace standing next to him.
"And do you, Hermione Jane Granger, take this man as, you lawfully wedded husband?"
Hermione turned to her extremely soon to be husband and said,
"I do."
"I hereby pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
End Flashback
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One year later, the bride awoke in bed next to her husband, Ron Weasley. She loved the sound of her name now, even though she had been using it for the past year.
Hermione Jane Weasley.
Hermione left the bedroom after dressing and walked down the hall to check on the baby. Melanie Virginia Weasley was her name and she was about three months old.
She was a tiny baby, that was for sure. She was thin and light, weighing only 7 pounds and 8 ounces at birth and only measured sixteen inches. Melanie almost looked like a porcelain doll while she slept. She had inherited the Weasley hair, flaming red, just like Ron's. But she had also gotten Hermione's curiosity, and her wide, questioning brown eyes. Hermione silently shut the door and walked down the hall of their three story house. Ron must have felt like royalty for the first few months, but, really, this was the house that Hermione had lived in her whole life. In her parents will, it had said that Hermione was to inherit all of their money and the house.
When Hermione had heard this, she had prepared an elaborate memorial service, to which Hermione invited just about everyone that she, her parents, or her little sister, Sarah, who had also died in Voldemort's attack, had ever met. This included tons of Hogwarts students and teachers. Now, it had been a year since Ron and Hermione's wedding and almost two years since her family's death. In fact, today was Ron and Hermione's first anniversary. Hermione went down to the kitchen to make breakfast.
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Draco Malfoy woke up inside of Malfoy manor. He sat up in his bed, looking around his room. The same room that he had slept in for twenty years. The only things different now were the sleeping woman lying next to him in bed and the baby's cradle in the corner. A year ago, on Wednesday, he had married Pansy Parkinson. Two month's ago, they had had a little girl. Her name was Jazzmine Kelly Malfoy. He did not love Pansy, though. There was only one woman that he would ever really and truly love. He rolled over in bed and opened a drawer on his bedside table. He took out two pictures.
Her looked down at the photograph of a young, buck-toothed, bushy-haired girl that looked about eleven years old. Then he looked at the photo of the much older girl. She had much more mature features. Her hair had smoothed itself down over time and had lightened to an almost reddish blonde color, and the laughing brown eyes, smiling up at him with dazzlingly white teeth that she had had Madame Pomfrey shrink in their fourth year. It was hard to believe that they were the same person.
Hermione Granger.
But of course, he thought to himself bitterly, she would be Hermione Weasly by now. If only I had been nicer to her over the years, maybe she would have liked me…
"Draco!" came the oily voice of his father, Lucious.
"Yes, Father?" Draco called softly, so as not to wake both his wife and that baby. If he did either this early in the morning, there would surly be hell to pay, and in Pansy's book, she took that saying quite literally.
"Break fast is ready. Please come down and we will discuss the plan over it."
Draco bolted downstairs so fast, that he was still pulling his shirt over his head when he reached the kitchen. His father had been planning something for the past year. Ever since Draco left school, anyways.
"Now Draco. You do understand that there is a dark ritual called the Eliteam Arcuramente Ritual?" Asked luscious, folding his hands on the table as Draco sat down across from him.
"Yes."
"And you know what it is for?"
"Yeauhhh…no," Draco replied. Lucious chuckled.
"It is a ritual used to awaken a spirit. This spirit is older than time itself. It was called Mischanaka, meaning Earth Monster.(A/N: I'm not sure if that's really what it is. I just made something up.) The spirit, once awakened must obey the one who awakened it, according to the legend. Therefore, if I awaken it, I will have complete control over everything on the Earth. Even the people," he explained.
"Really?" Draco asked, amazed.
"Yes. However," Lucious continued, now standing up and walking along the table before continuing,
"there was one small detail I did not know about until very recently. That there would be a 'crossing of the bloodlines', one might say, between friends of the Chosen One, and a child would be born. This child would be the sacrifice to the spirit. Its life would be taken by the spirit shortly after awakening, in order to keep its corporeal form. I have finally figured out that the child has now been born," the look in Lucious's eyes grew more malicious, as he said,
"to Ron and Hermione Weasley."
Draco sat, looking shocked. And then he looked at his father and said,
"What would you like me to do, Father?"
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As Hermione went about her business in the kitchen, she had no idea that, eleven years later, her daughter's life would be in grave peril.
Sooo…how is it? I'd really like to hear from all of you guys who haven't reviewed Light in a Dark World for about a million, zillion years. Well anyways… the next chapter will be up soon. I'm hoping I can get this up tonight. There will be more delay in chapter posting then in the last one, because Light in a Dark World, I had already written on paper and completed. This story I'm still working on Chapter 2, soo, ya might have to wait awhil. Just thought I'd clear that up.
NEXT CHAPTER: The Letters.
Eleven year old Melanie Weasley goes off to Hogwarts for the first time!
Stay Tuned…