Part 2
"Hermione, what's wrong, what happened?" Ron panted as he kneeled on the floor next to her. His fingers moved swiftly over her face and arms as her gaze remained fixed on the computer screen. Rose was pulling on Hermione's hand and asking if she was all right.
"Rose, play with your brother, see if you can make him stop crying," Ron said without moving his eyes from the still speechless Hermione.
"Love, please tell me what's wrong." She slowly pointed and his eyes traced down her arm to the computer and jumped up when he read what was on the screen.
"Since when did you and Malfoy ever get together?" he nearly shouted, making Rose startle and whimper slightly as she pulled Hugo in a sitting position to play a hand game with him.
This finally made Hermione look away from the computer and glare at him, making him back up a step. "I never did anything with Malfoy, Ronald, but some imbe—" she glanced over at her children who seemed busy with their clapping game. "Some imbecile is writing about it." She moved her finger quickly down the mouse wheel, taking in the other stories on the page. "And who the hell would write something about you and Harry?"
That made Ron collapse to his knees, wincing as pain shot up his leg when he hit the floor. "Hermione I…I would never…you're the only one who—"
"Oh shut up Ronald!" Hermione growled. The hurt on his face made her sigh and reach out to cup his face in her hands.
"I'm sorry Ron. This entire thing is utterly ridiculous. I must be having a dream. The Muggles can't know about us or be writing stories about…" She glared at the computer and slammed the screen down without bothering to turn it off. Looking back at Ron, she sighed again and kissed his forehead then turned to her daughter who was now staring at the two of them with wide eyes.
"Rose, darling, I'm sorry you had to hear mummy and daddy argue." Rose just continued looking at her as she picked a now smiling Hugo up.
"I'm hallucinating is all. I'm too stressed and going out of my mind sitting at home all day. I need to get back to work." She stood up and began to walk out of the room.
"Hermione." She turned around and looked at her husband who was still kneeling on the floor. "I saw it too you know."
She didn't say anything and left the room.
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The next day Ron owled Harry and Ginny, and the couple quickly Apparated over to see what had him in a craze. Ron had managed to convince Hermione that it wasn't a dream nor was she going insane, and she wound up explaining to him and the other couple about what she knew about the website. Towards the end, her voice cracked.
"And I went to the books section and I—I can't explain it but…Harry you—your name it—"
"Show me," Harry said.
Hermione's resolve was stronger than the day before and her hands barely shook when she opened the computer and saw her friend's name staring at her again. Harry's jaw was tight as he looked through the titles and descriptions of some of the stories.
"Why," he spat out, "Would these people want Snape and my mother to be together?"
Ginny rested her head against his shoulder as Hermione looked at him and said, "I don't know, but some of these people have come up with some very disturbing stories."
"And how do they know what went on when my father, Sirius, and Lupin were in school?"
"How should I know?" Hermione asked. "But it's a large possibility they made it up."
Harry's face fell for a moment, then he reached over to grab the mouse and quickly went through the next few pages of the site.
Hermione glanced at him. "You were allowed to use the computer as a child?"
"No, this is from years of watching Dudley." Harry's gaze remained fixed on the computer for a few more moments as he rolled the mouse wheel, cringing at a few pairings that were coming up, and then he realized some of what he was reading.
"THEY KNOW ABOUT OUR CHILDREN!"
"What!" the others cried out. And they stared in shock as they saw stories about Hugo, Rose, James, Albus, and even the now six-month-old Lily.
"They know of when our children go to Hogwarts," Ginny whispered, gripping the table for support as her face went white. The others were just as pale as she and were shaking in anger.
How dare the Muggles write about their children! It was bad enough they were being written about, but the children should barely be known about. It was bad enough that each birth brought along an article in the Daily Prophet but at least that news went away.
The girls were sniffling, Ron's body was clenched tightly, but Harry was reacting the worst out of all of them. His face had turned an ugly shade of red (very much like his Uncle Vernon's had done in the past) and his breath was coming out in quick spurts. He did not want the children to have the fame that he had; and this is something that they, like him, wouldn't know about.
"This is a bloody breach of security," Harry said after a few moments of silence.
Those words were enough to make the other three look away from the screen and at each other. They were all resolved to change this.
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Over the next few days, the four of them hustled all over the place, getting word out to different departments of the Ministry as well as all the magic users in other countries. If a British author was able to get a hold of Harry Potter's infamous story, there was no telling what other authors may discover. This J. K. Rowling didn't even have any wizard blood for Merlin's sake!
Hermione was all too happy to have something to do and she found herself out of the slump she was in after her father died. Many Harry Potter books (oh Merlin, it's still so unbelievable that the Muggles were told about us!) were Vanishing and the Muggle world was in an outcry over it, but only for a short while.
Aurors were going out and Modifying memories. The Department of Mysteries was somehow able to get a worldwide search beacon out to quickly find all of the books. And Harry was staying late at the Ministry every night as it was discovered there was much more paraphernalia than just books.
People were making movies about them!
As the wizards went from place to place eradicating all evidence of their world, Hermione visited her mother. When she yet again refused to take the laptop, Arthur Weasley was all too happy to take the parts from it.
Yes, the computer helped her find that news of the wizard population had leaked to the Muggles (though how it happened, no one was sure), but it had given her nothing but trouble from the start.
As for the laptop itself? Burn, baby, burn.
A/N: I know that Harry was fine with Severus in the end, hence why his son's middle name is that, but I'm sure he wouldn't want him and Lily to have gotten together. After all, James is his father.
