Domenica and Alec…

Domenica and Alec…

Part 2!

Harry ran over to where his wife lay. He lifted her head, and stroked her hair, not believing what he saw. The twins were clinging to each other as they watched their father, crying because his wife, his one true love, was dead.

Hermione Potter opened her eyes. She felt so much lighter! That stupid Draco, she thought, I'm gonna get him…

She sat up, and looked around the room she was in. It wasn't her house. It was all wonderful! She watched as people walked on the cloud floor, and as people soared over the water. She looked at her left, and saw a familiar face. It was Harry!

"Harry baby!" she yelled, running to him. She put her hands over his eyes, and he ripped her hands off his face. He turned around, and Hermione got a shock.

It wasn't Harry, this man had brown eyes, not green. (I'm not sure if HE says this mysteriously had brown eyes, but oh well…)

The man looked at her. "I'm sorry, but I'm my name's not Harry, and it never will be!" he said, smiling a bit. Hermione looked at him and she instantly knew who he was. James Potter.

"Your James Potter!" she screeched, wrapping him in a hug. James pulled her off him.

"Who are you?" he asked her, a curiosity in his eyes. Hermione smiled.

"I'm your son's wife!" she exclaimed, laughing. James's smile turned into a grin.

"He got married? He's not old enough! Oh my, Lily!" James yelled. A woman with flowing red hair poked her head out from a window the nearest house.

"What is it James?" she asked, laughing. James ran over to her.

"This is Harry's wife Lily!" he cried, right in her ear. Lily smiled but then frowned.

"Why is she up her then?" she asked, pointing at Hermione. James' face went pale as he went back over to Hermione.

"I'm sorry…" he didn't know her name.

"Hermione." Hermione responded.

"I'm sorry Hermione," James, replied, shaking his head, "But you're no longer in Harry's world."

Hermione frowned, and then noticed where she was. It was heaven. That's why there was all the people floating, walking on clouds, and doing things they'd never be able to do in the real world. Hermione fell to her feet and began to cry.

"My…" she sobbed, "My children… Harry… NO!"

James put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry Hermione," he said, lifting up her chin, like Harry used to when he'd want to tell her something important, "But…wait a sec. YOU HAD CHILDREN? Well, anyways, all you can to his hope for the best. You get to check up on them, and you can even let them see you once and a while!"

Hermione stopped crying. "You mean, I can go see Harry?"

James smiled. "Yeah, but no today, not tomorrow, not for about a week…" he said, looking over at Lily. She nodded.

"Hermione…" James started, giving Hermione a hand up, "How would you like to stay with us?"

Hermione looked at him. "Harry and you are so much a like…" she said, starting to cry, "Caring, forgiving, loving…"

James blushed. "I'm married, and technically you are too…" he joked, walking her into their house. Hermione laughed.

"Haha…" she said, not laughing, "the only thing that's different about you and Harry is the eyes…"

James looked at her odd. "What do you mean?"

"Harry has deep, green, intense, longing, oh… I'm getting carried away…" she said, blushing. James just smiled.

"Fix your room up as you want it. Just put your finger out and say where you want something, how big you want the room to be, etc."

Hermione laughed. "I'll decorate it with pictures of my children…"

James' eyes widened. "You and Harry have children?" he asked, wonder growing in his voice.

"Yes, twins. Their names are Domenica and Alec." She replied, still wondering about what to do with her room.

James left the room, and Hermione pointed at a corner, and said, "Bed."

Instantly, a bed appeared. She pointed to the floor. "Purple Rug." She said. The rug became purple.

Soon, she had a Victorian Couch in the corner of the room, along with about all the books in the world, (all in her own library, she made it out of her walk in closet, which had become the size of a library) a lava lamp, (she always wanted one) and a lot of memories she had turned into pictures on her desk. She smiled at her workmanship, and sat down on the bed.

Back to Harry…

Harry looked at his wife, in the casket. She seemed whiter than normal, but there was still that glowing beauty in her. Harry prayed to the Lord to keep her safe, and left the area, crying.

Domenica looked up from the spot she was playing at, to see her father walking away from the big box her mother was lying in. He grabbed her and Alec up, and put them on his broom. They took off, and went home.

1 month later…

Hermione looked up from her book, to see Lily's smiling face. "Time for you to go visit him…" she said, pointing at the picture of Hermione and Harry kissing. Hermione blushed, and was soon in her home.

She looked over at her children. They had grown so much! Their birthdays would be coming up soon, they'd be 2 years old. Hermione looked all around for Harry, and soon found him, sitting by the lake in their back yard.

Hermione walked over to him, forgetting her ghostly appearance. She put a hand on Harry's shoulder. He shivered.

"Hey sweetie…" she said, sitting down next to him. Hermione watched as Harry's eyes widened with horror.

"Oh, don't give me that!" she scolded, smacking him playfully, "I know I'm a ghost…"

Harry's mouth formed the words, 'oh my god…' and he soon smiled a bit.

"Hey Herm…" he said, looking away from her, "How's heaven?"

Hermione smiled. "Fine fine, I found your mum and dad…."

"What?" exclaimed a surprised Harry, looking at her now. Hermione made herself real, so he could really see her as a real person.

"Harry…" she said, kissing him on the cheek, "Don't you know they come and check on you everyday? Don't you feel their presence?"

Harry looked at her. "Your…your real…" he said, touching her face. His hand went right through her.

"No, I'm only real to me. Now, Harry, I want you to know something…" she said, starting to fade away.

"Don't leave!" Harry cried, reaching out to grab her, "I need you!"

"Harry, don't be angry, I've used up all my time. I want you to train Domenica and Alec," she said, only a little whisp of her hair left.

"No!" cried Harry, as Hermione faded away completely. Hermione soon landed in her room, and began to cry.

That's all folks! TeeHeeHee

A/N- Here it is! I started school, and now I don't have as much time to type as usual. Please check for the third part very soon though!

All Harry Potter Characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Domenica and Alec belong to me. The name Domenica belongs to Sharon Creech.