DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The storyline, all new characters, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property. Glorioux-
A/n we reach the end of the line. The last chapter in two parts. It was already too long. I have another shorter Father and son, but much lighter than this. Will come next. Let me know if you liked it,.
The end- Part 1
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked her mother.
"Yes, I am. About both, ond of the children is the one you have cried for, you called him Professor Snape, in his new life he is very happy. Most of us are evolved forms of those who walked this world, he is getting a second chance. It is the same for your other babe, in this case is a chance to try again. It will become clearer later on. This is only for your knowledge, you understand."
"I do, thanks for telling me. I will love and care for my babies as you loved me and cared for me." They held each other while her mother rubbed her back and kissed her head.
"I love you and the daddies so very much, it is the best thing ever, a wish come true, to have you back."
At the MoM
The Kingsley was at Harry's office, he appeared agitated, "I have heard several reports. The former Death Eaters led by Lucius, are planning to take over. I have also received a scroll, here. It is from an obscure Death Eater, he offers his assistance. Frankly we might need it since over three-quarters of the Aurors have defected. Can you believe the traitors?"
Before Harry could answer, three questions Weasley came in. Charlie had Owl them, regretful of his involvement in the plot to get rid of Lucius.
Harry knew what he should do since he has nearly caused her death .
"Because of me, she nearly lost her life. I could side with you, but I have been told Hermione is surrounded by obscure magical beings, and they appear to have powers beyond ours. I listened to your bad advice. What did you say? I remember, to live it up and have fun with all the lovelies that she would keep. I have also watched you and the Mom squandered and steal. How can I stand by you?"
Percival added, "I saw it, hidden behind the 'light,' you and other have abused all of us. You have kept many prisoners to steal their vaults and properties. You have pocketed donated Galleons meant to help all those affected by the war."
Harry looked at Kingsley, "So you see, I am afraid that you are on your own." Harry stood up to leave, and at the same time Kingsley called the Aurors posted out his office. "Stop him, they are traitors,"
To Kingsley's surprise the wands were pointed at him.
Harry turned around, "Take him and lock him up, he is about to start a war. I will come clean, my idiocy has come at a very high price. I will write my. resignation."
Kingsley roared, "No, this will not end, I am sure some will fight, you and the rest were bought by Lucius, including the best witch."
"Who was bought by me?" Lucius was there with two hooded males. Their curly hair was visible. Harry recognized the wild curls, were they 'the daddies? He had seen pictures of her beautiful parents often enough.
"Everyone, the Weasley, probably Harry, and it would be safe to say, your bride. Even she had a price." Kingsley gritted his teeth, he wasn't backing away from his stand.
"Say one more thing about our child, and you will pray for death." The cloaked males said it in unison. They uncovered their heads revealing wild curls. "She has no need for his money, you are a foolish man. You should thank your good luck that you are still alive."
Harry could see that they wanted to kill him, they were tall, lithe, supple and graceful. He got it, Hermione was a petite female version of her father's. He had been an idiot, he had lost his chance to belong to her family.
One father pointed a finger and Kingsley's body was stuck to the ceiling, looking down. He couldn't was smiling looking at Kingsley stuck like a bug.
Lucius looked up, "Kingsley, you are wrong. I could have started a war since years ago, but wanted to give the administration a chance. ' is right, all the gold deposited to take care of those hurt by my actions was never disbursed. And that is just the tip of the iceberg. It is time for a change, but I won't be the only one judging. Everyone in the administration will be evaluated, for now Percival will help me and later my wife, son, and a few others will help reorganize our government. As for Potter, he needs to stay, we will talk, everyone makes mistakes."
Fenrir came in, "We caught other of the ones try to stir trouble. One said that Kingsley has been talking to them. Where is he?" He saw others looking at the ceiling and laughed, "Too bad there are no giant spiders around here. That would be one fat tasty bug."
At the hospital
Viktor and his parents came in to offer their respects to Lucius, and to offer their country allegiance. They wanted Lucius to consider a council to oversee all magical beings.
He now had a new awareness, something Hermione's relatives had activated on him, when he looked at the Krum family, Lucius laughed, they are monsters or aliens, he thought, we are everywhere. No wonder Viktor wanted her. He noticed they wer treating him as their ruler, it seemed clear to them.
Later at his home, others visitorsd - otherworldly - came to his home. They didn't Floo, or announced their visit, they just appeared in the middle of the room where Hermione rested.
Although, she was better, she wasn't well. The babies were still in distress. Regardless, they were all happy to be home. They were on a large chais-longue, Draco sat by her feet, rubbing them; Lucius sat by her head, his lap full of pillows so she could lay on them.
The tall broad beings, with their heads covered, stood looking at them.
The cairn broke in a series of loud barks and growls moving towards them and retreating just as quickly. Next, they heard a deep guffaw. One of the beings picked up the youngest, Ebanizer, "What are you, small warrior, I am duly scared?"
The Cairn must have liked the whoever with the large clawed hand of grayish color, because he jumped to lick his face.
Both Malfoy recognized the hand. They had also seen pictures of similar cloaks, but the soft boots, arches and other assorted weapons said they were from some strange place.
"May I take this? With me? My sons and grandchildren will like him, he will be treated right, we can pay for him."
Hermione came alive, "That is not a thing, leave my baby alone," her hand called the dog, and to her surprise it floated towards her.
Her powers had been released by her parents, and she just realized it. Contraire to her command, her "baby" ran back to the stranger to lick him some more, his tail wagged while making happy noises. The tall being laughed with joy, Ebanizer brother stood by her, looking at his disobedient sibling.
"Can you get me some like them?"'
Lucius answered, "How many, two, three?"
"Well, perhaps 30 or 40 to start? Our sons and families will all want them; their friends will too."
The Malfoy looked at each other smiling, what a request.
Ebanister' s brother, Pip, decided to join the fun and ran to the ones calling him. The Malfoy sat down to look at the strangers holding the dogs dwarfed on their big hands. They all wanted to hold them and passed them around laughing. The strangers heads felt lighter, like a big weight had been lifted.
"What are they? They have strong healing powers, I have not felt this glad since was a young one."
Lucius and Draco smirked, Hermione was tapping her foot, she kept clicking her tongue softly, calling them back, to no avail, her dogs wouldn't obey. They were giving them something out their pockets. She didn't like anyone feeding her pooches. She was curt when she asked, "Who are you and how you got here?
The phonetically correct voice but with a flat accent started to answer, as he walked to Lucius. Before Lucius could react, he was by him in less than a second, reached and touched Lucius above his eyebrow. Draco an Hermione saw the round colored raised mark appear.
The ones behind him saw it as well.
"One of our house, lost ones from our house, all is well, the contract is fulfilled, where is your brother? You have other relatives? The lost ones are a great loss, we want you back, when we fight we all are one mind, and without your house we are incomplete. We have lost much to the dark hordes because of your loss." He was matter of fact.
"Brother? I don't have any, " Lucius wondered where this was going, and he wasn't alone.
"Ah, he is the other,"he pointed to Draco. "Why do you look older?"
"I am his father." Lucius answered.
"I see, your bodies will become compatible. You will become more our normal selfs, our bodies barely age once we reach full development. Your son will be her other. You will be one being when with her."
"Her other what?" Hermione asked.
"Your other spouse. If he doesn't meet your approval, I have a young son."
Hermione could now see the face, and wasn't sure this was a good idea, he wasn't ugly, but the large eyes were bright yellow, inhuman. The skin light grey. They had short sharp horns, and strange long silver- white hair, long fangs, and the lips dark purple. Their bone structure was perfect, an alien beauty, too alien.
Hmmm, she looked analytically, they look like Lucius and Draco. Okay, he is not a monster, probably hot looking in his world. Wait, those teeth,…the bites. She whispered a little too loud in sudden realization, "The bites," she looked intently at Lucius who looked up the other way. She could hear the low snickers. Oh, god, the sneaky dirty blond rat. He had been biting her for real.
"You need to bond with him." He pointed at Draco, "Not yet, but within a couple days. You have to for the babies. With her blood you two can produce the right energy to merge and feed it back to the children."
Draco's heart speeded but didn't dare to look at her.
"With my blood, what does he mean?" She suspected biting her and drinking her blood. It would seem that nobody had answers for her. Not that she needed them, how could he?
"When she is ready to birth we will be back. She'll need one of our medicine elders; the mixed children must be treated to survive. A young healer will arrive later today to watch over you. We have been waiting for a long time for a child with one of you. Her healing will bring the peace when she is stronger." He looked at Lucius with pride.
Then, he turned towards Hermione. "Too bad that my brothers died Hermione; they would have made you happy, surely with one so beautiful." He grinned, and all Hermione could see were his teeth and fangs. Lucius was still avoiding eye contact.
"We have much to discuss, he told Lucius, "later, for now they will stay, He indicated to six of the ones with him, don't worry, we know to morph just like you. They will teach you to control the duality."
Oh dear, he looks like them, I hope that I am wrong. She missed some of the words. He was still talking.
"I need to talk to your elders, they must come back with us. Where are they? The ones that lost the ability to transform, must leave to the later realms, you lose too much knowledge when you stay isolated. Must be lonely, I understand humans, untreated, they live short lives. How many are they, 200 or more? We can use the younger ones, the ones less than 300 or 400 hundred in your numbers, what a gift."
Lucius and Draco answered with great alacrity, "Yes, they are in the island."
"What elders, what island. What morphing?" Hermione was getting annoyed.
Hermione kept asking, but nobody had answers for her. Thus far, she was married to a flesh eater, whose teeth rivaled a tigers, and there might be two hundred or more Malfoy? This wasn't real.
"It is enough, we must go, we were notified, and we are happy the portals opened, but can only have a few of us here each time. But first."
He put the hand over her belly, they all saw the small embryos, the babies were still challenged but alive.
All the newcomers made admiring and joyful sounds. "A female, one of ours. And a mixed one, after so so long, the first of your kind. They all went down in two knees with the foreheads pointing to the ground, honoring either the child or the mother.
He talked to Hermione with reverence.
"Later, you will come with the children. You will often come during their lives. Your presence will be expected; you have given us the greatest gift because your daughter will make females. She will be honored, as you will be honored, by all. Maybe you will gift us with more children. Your son, he might father females if he marries one of you, our Lady. Females of your kind will bring peace an happiness dispelling the darkness. To us, you are our Lady, there is no word in your vocabulary. Means the most honored one. We will coming often to see you, and several will be here for the birth."
Then several boxes appeared by Hermione. They opened revealing gifts for the honored mother. One, he placed around her neck, a large medallion. It disappeared at once. "It is for protection, it will create a temporary shield if under attack."
She giggled norticing that she was covered with adornments. At this, over half were gone, but the six who lowered their hoods. They looked like relatives of Lucius, with hair steel gray. They bowed their heads and left to join the guards left by her grandparents.
"What is going on here?" Hermione demanded, she was less than happy, "Wait where are my babies, they took them." She looked ready to scream. "Enanizer, Pip!"
The babies were being held by the ones that stayed. They were in love with them, probably the attention and whatever they were feeding them. She heard them yapping; Hermione harrumphed. Now she was forceful, "Quit ignoring me, I want to know."
"Later darling, later." Lucius answered, like in twenty years, how to explain? Draco was laying low and just rubbed her feet, hoping to be ignored.
Antoine and his family were announced before Hermione would insist. Henri had not come. Lucius relaxed. Antoine was excited, "A miracle, Henri's wife was alive. An ex-lover had glamoured a dead witch to look like Henri's wife. He also wanted her, but she managed to escape after being abducted for two years. Funny, did you know he was coming to claim the Malfoy law."
Lucius wasn't surprised, he saw his in-laws' hands helping. Bless them, Hermione would have declared war.
"What law, what is going on, I must know." Hermione's hair was flying.
All three wizards were quiet, Antoine knowing better, said nothing.
"Darling, I will explain later, don't be upset, it is bad for the babies."
She realized that he wouldn't explain until he was ready, and let it go, for the babies. She mumbled, "Blond rats." Lucius cringed.
A few days later, after Lucius had locked himself with the new guards, he sat her on his lap, and Draco stood a safe distance away.
"I didn't mean to deceive you, Draco and I didn't know much, we though one day we woke up changed, my grandfather was 80 when it happened, my father 65. Some of the other things, we thought that they were made up."
He told her about the old books, he had a couple to show her. His people had come with others long ago. Yes, they looked like the visitors although not as tall, not in his human form. The visitors were nearly eight feet tall. At the start they could change at will…
"But when we are 60 to 80, the non-human side becomes predominant, so we need to force the human side by morphing. During the great wars the knowledge was lost, and we live for hundreds of years. So imagine when the Malfoy turned, they had to stage their deaths. That was the reason they had to leave and go to the islands. They live on our islands, there are very few Malfoy females, so it is lonely for them. But don't worry, they are teaching us how to morph."
"Not around me, I like how you look. Of course if you can bear my other self, I guess I will need to learn."
They laughed. "We will spare you, but as far as I am concerned I want to see your other self. I want to see you flying." Draco was still stuck on the flying. "I cannot wait."
Lucius shook his head, Draco the assasin monk—of course he knew about the sect—was also immature and also a royal pain at times.
"What is with the blood business?" She narrowed her eyes, looking at Lucius, "You bit me without asking me, that is rude and unconscionable."
"Darling, would you have allowed me if I had asked?" Lucius decided to face her.
"Probably not, it hurt."
"It wasn't premeditated, you looked, hmm, delicious." He grinned, "Besides, I have learned that it is beneficial to both, it dispels the darkness inside of me; in turn, I feed back good energy into our babies, making them stronger, the curse nearly killed them."
"You were right, you didn't want me to go into the center." Hermione apologized.
"Mimi," Draco sat next to her, holding her shoulder, "They caught the Austrian wizard you dated carrying a deadly poison, he swore he didn't know, they used him."
"Lucius, have him released, Ginny and whoever have manipulated many. She needs to be caught along with the ringleader." Hermione sighed.
Lucius was pensive, "Will do my dear. I have a confession, I miss hearing Severus, I used to hear his voice, even feel him, I guess he is now at rest."
Hermione looked at him with compassion, "Maybe he is closer than you think," now for a tiny clue, "some Muggle cultures believe in souls coming back, for a second go around. Do you know that I think one of the babies is Severus?"
Lucius' eyes showed that he believed her, "That could be true, I stopped hearing him around the time. Wouldn't that be wonderful if it were true?"
Draco saw something on Hermione that made him wonder, "I think you know something."
"Maybe, I still hate the biting, it sounds savage, and it hurts."
"And if it didn't?"
"We will see, okay, perhaps if you can find the way that it won't hurt."
"So how about," Draco went on his knees, "will you marry me as well, I have loved you forever."
Lucius and Draco looked at her expectantly, the guards were all very quiet.
"I grew up with two fathers, and I was a happy child. Who could better than two Malfoy daddies? Yes, I will also marry you. Many. witches will be angry that I took the two of you. Oh well, let them. But you know I am still not well. Should we wait?"
"No we shouldn't, this Saturday," Lucius couldn't be happier, Molly still had the items for the party two weeks before. "We will even have a party."
"In such short notice?" Hermione asked him, "there isn't time."
"I will be back in a few hours, I need to make a few arrangements," Lucius wanted to get Molly going, it would keep her mind busy. Poor mother with a daughter gone bad. He also wanted to give Draco a time alone with her.
Draco hadn't stopped smiling, she was looking at him intently. "You said that you loved me forever?"
"You are right, I said that," he sat next to her, took her hand, and held it close to his face, his heart was about to explode. "It started since ever, I fought my feelings to no avail, tried other witches but it was you who I wanted. So I decided to go away, if I couldn't be with you I'd rather have no one. Many of the monks have similar stories." He kissed her wrist with his eyes closed.
"Why didn't you say something?" She had liked him as well, after the war he was no longer the brat he used to be.
"You were always with somebody else, besides my mother was killed, but she was already dying, a magical virus, and I thought my father would be very upset. Little did I know he was feeling the same."
"He told me," Hermione's voice was but a whisper.
He came closer, wrapped his arm around her, "I am dying from wanting to kiss you."
"Yes," was her answer.
a/n hmm. A biting Lucius, a biter...poor witch...forget it, one should be so lucky!