Saving The World
Part 6
Planning
Over the months Hermione's belly grew steadily, while Harry and the rest of the Order brought in Death Eater after Death Eater. Before they knew it Hermione was eight months along. She still insisted on sitting in on every meeting, no matter what the time. Harry had given up even trying to stop her after he had had his head nearly bit off four times. If the Death Eater's didn't finally kill him the Hermione's mood swings would surely get the job done.
Setting against the wall in the living room Harry gazed at Hermione, who was set across the room having a conversation with Luna about baby stuff. He smiled when she laughed, it was her true laugh. Noticing movement to his left Harry looked over to see Neville setting down next to him. Waiting for a moment he expected him to open his mouth and say whatever was on his mind. But when he didn't Harry cleared his trought, "What's on your mind Neville?" he asked.
Looking up shyly Neville made cautious eye contact with Harry. "I was just wondering," He began slowly, "We've brought in several rough Death Eater's, though we haven't had even one sighting of Bellatrix Lastrange." he stuttered out.
Harry nodded and thought for a moment before he leveled his gaze at Neville. "We're looking for her, it will take some time. But when we do she's going straight to Azkaban for the death kiss from the demitors." ha assured him.
Neville nodded slowly, "And Draco Malfoy? He's still out there." Harry smiled reassuringly. "We have his mom, he's going to come to us, and we'll be ready for it." He stated. Then he placed a firm hand on Neville's shoulder. "Whatever comes, we'll be ready for it. We're strong, Voldermot is gone. All their doing is grasping at straws"
Before Neville could respond Hermione and Luna descended a pone them. "Oh, Harry!" cried Hermione as she took a hold of his arm, "Luna and I have been talking and I've realized that I want us to be married before the baby comes." she began to explain hurriedly. "I mean on the Muggle birth certificate I want my name to be Hermione Potter, not Granger." she finished before she looked at him expectantly.
Harry took a slow calming breath, "Alright Hermione." he said with a smile, "What date did you have in mind?" he asked as he accepted her joyful hug.
"Oh, Harry!" she cried, "It will have to be some time in the near feutcher, but I need some time to plan"
Luna grinned, "What about in three weeks?" she asked, looking between Harry and Hermione. "It will give us enough time to plan everything just so and we can bring in as many Death Eater's as we can"
Neville nodded in agreement, "Take out as much of the party crasher threat as possible." he said before he stood, "I think I'll start on that now. Congrats Harry, Hermione." with that he exited the room.
For the next three weeks life in the order could only be defined as something a far cry from boring. Every day they had a nearly endless flow of Death Eater's being brought in. Hermione nearly constantly had a wedding planner or caterer on the grounds and the wedding and baby stuff now over flowed through out the house. Life was good; life was what Harry had thought of as normal. But they didn't know the one person they had let slip from their minds was plotting against them, waiting for their chance to strike.