Pairings: RL/HG
Rating: K+DESTINATION: Happiness and Love
During-War
I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT!!!!
Chapter One:
It was a cold December morning at 12 Grimmauld Place, when 40 year old Remus Lupin was awoken abruptly by his infant son, Teddy Lupin.
His son's first birthday was only in a couple of weeks and it killed Remus inside, he was dreading his son's birthday. His wife, Nymphadora died giving child birth to their son. Miraculously, Teddy lived all thanks to their friend, and Remus' former student, Hermione Granger helping with the birth, Teddy would have been dead too. The umbilical cord was strangling Teddy, and Mrs. Weasley who was also helping with the birth didn't realize it. But Hermione had saved Teddy, but unwrapping the cord. Nymphadora, on the other hand, was in very critical shape. Due to the chances of her even conceiving being low, there were many complications. The placenta was still inside of her and they couldn't get it out. She went into shock, and had a heart attack. She died 3 hours later. It hurt Remus to even look at his son anymore; he was a spitting image of his mother.
Remus dragged himself out of bed, and walked next door to the next room. He opened the door quietly to see his son, lying in his crib crying hysterically.
He walked over and picked Teddy up and started rocking him back and forth until he stopped crying and eventually fell asleep. Remus studied his son for awhile, dark straight hair, and creamy colored skin. He also had his mother's dark brown eyes that changed to green in the winter and summer months.
Remus missed her so much. They planned on moving to a small cottage in Wedmore, with a big open field where they can perform magic without any muggle neighbors, he would buy Teddy his first broom and teach him to fly, and oh how he missed that dream.
He decided to sit down in Nymphadora's favorite rocking chair. She always set it in front of the window in the nursery. She always sat there and read, or just thought, when she was pregnant. He sat down and started rocking back and forth trying to stop the tears from forming in his eyes from the relapse of memories that were replaying in the back of his mind like a cinema.
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Meanwhile at the Burrow:
"Ronald, please. Don't go. Let's be rational adults and talk about this." Hermione Granger begged her boyfriend.
"'Mione, get over it. There is no reason to be rational, we have the facts set straight. You don't love me as much as I loved you and I can't bear to be around you then. There's nothing else for me here. I'm going to go on this mission for the Order, and there is nothing you can do to prevent me from going." He stated firmly.
"Ronald. Just because I don't want to get married yet doesn't mean I don't love you. I've shown you I loved you many times before. I want to go on missions too. I want to help get out of this war just as much as you do." She exclaimed.
"No. You're not going on these missions Hermione. You'll screw up like you always do. And when was the last bloody time you showed me you loved me?!" He replied as he put a pair of jeans into his suitcase.
Hermione turned pink, "The summer before 7th year, it was Ginny's Birthday you took me to the tree house in the Forrest. Don't you remember?"
Ron turned red, with embarrassment too. "End of discussion Hermione, Its over." He zipped his suitcase and walked towards the bedroom door.
Hermione made her move, she drew her wand and whispered "Locomotor Mortis." Ron stopped moving his legs were bound magically together.
"Ronald Billius Weasley, I did love you. I did want to marry you, I wanted to have your children…"Hermione was on the verge of tears, her throat was closing and it was hard for her to talk. "But that all changed. And I don't know what happened. I wish I knew but I don't. And believe me I am not sorry. You've changed Ron, you've learned to hate. That's not the Ron Weasley that I met on the Hogwarts Express when I was eleven years old, that's not the Ron Weasley that risked his life for me and his best mate in a giant game of Wizard's Chess. That's not the Ron Weasley that faced his arachnophobia to save my life. That's not the Ron Weasley that always needed help starting his Potions essays for Snape, that's not the Ron Weasley that comforted me and cried at his dead Headmaster's funeral!" Hermione was screaming at him.
Ron looked straight ahead with no emotion on his face at all. Hermione finished her statement, "I don't know what happened to that Ron Weasley, but you're never going to be him ever again…In fact, you're not Ron Weasley anymore. Who are you?!"
Ron took out his wand, and reversed the jinx. He picked up his suitcase and turned to look at his former best friend. "I'm Ron Weasley. And I hate you Hermione Granger."
And with that, Ron apparated away with a soft *pop* leaving Hermione on the floor sobbing to go on the most deadliest missions in Order History.
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So, I re-wrote this chapter and I feel more satisfied with this rendition. It was longer and it really got my point across.
Please review. And tell me if this was better than before.
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OH! I am opening up a contest to think of a new name for this Fan Fic. I know this may seem, "unoriginal" to some of you, but I really want to know what people are thinking. "DESTINATION: Happiness and Love" doesn't seem…right…for this particular story. So please, ANY IDEAS ARE WELCOME! All you have to do is email me, Nikki, on here, or on my email, your idea for a new title for this fan fic. The winner will get a character in my upcoming sequel to D:h&l. And I will use their idea of a new title.
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