DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER RELATED, ALL CREDIT GOES TO JK ROWLING!
A/N: To all of you that have reviewed, THANK YOU SO MUCH! Your words really help, and keep me going. This new chapter is basically going to be about the Baby.
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The BIG Moment
It's been 4 weeks since I made the horcrux, and my stomach has gotten HUGE. It's 34 inches big now, the equivalency of a pregnant woman about to have her baby any day now. So, at any moment I can go into labor.
Voldemort has and on call team of healers ready to come in and get the baby out of me, before we both die. Did I mention that Voldemort's been staying home for longer periods of time? He's either in his study with monitors set up, or in the room with me sitting in his favorite chair by the fireplace or in the bed next to me.
Voldemort and I still haven't talked about what he said to me after I made the horcrux. But it's been on my mind constantly. I'll talk to him after the baby is born. I want him to know that I will always love him, even in death. So I write him a letter. I charm the letter to appear after I am dead. I don't want to hurt him anymore.
While I am deep in thought, Bellatrix Lestrange creeps into our room. I don't even notice her as she inches towards the bed, after casting locking and silencing charms around the room.
"You BITCH!" I jump from the sudden outburst. I look up to see Bellatrix standing over me with her wand aimed at my head.
"It's all your fault that the Dark Lord has stopped seeing me! It's all your fault that I am not the Dark Lady! It's all your fault!" she shrieks.
Ginny hears Bellatrix's screaming, and silently comes out of her room.
"The Dark Lord will know if you hurt me. And he won't be pleased at all." I say in a calm voice, but inside I am shaking like a leaf.
"I don't care anymore! Once you're out of the way, the Dark Lord and I can finally be together. I Love Him!"
"Do you actually think he will love you, if you kill the one person he's ever loved. If you kill me and his unborn child, where will that get you? It will get you killed in the most viscous way. You say you love him, but you're only blinded by his power. You never loved him, and he will never love you. What you had was lust- had meaning past tense. There is only one person in the world that has been able to capture his heart, and she plans on keeping his heart too. And that person is me. Not you. And it will never be you."
Bellatrix's already dark eyes turn Black.
"CRUCIO!" Bellatrix shouts.
My body fills with searing pain. It feels like I'm being stabbed with tiny needles all over my body and having the flesh ripped and burned from my body. I keep my mouth closed tightly, because I will not scream. It shows that I am weak, and I can't be weak because I am the Dark Lady. Bellatrix lifts the curse off me.
"So you don't wanna scream huh? Well we'll just have to do something about that. CRUC-" Bellatrix is cut off by Ginny shouting "You shall not harm the Dark Lady. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Bellatrix Lestrange, once Lord Voldemort's most faithful follower, falls down dead.
I feel a sharp pain travel through my stomach, and the bed underneath me is soaked. "Oh God Ginny! My water just broke." I groan as another sharp pain flows through my body.
"Where's the Dark Lord?"
"In his office at the Ministry. He's in the Minister for Magicks Office." I manage to say between pants.
Ginny walks over to the fireplace, and floo calls Voldemort.
"Master? Master? Master!" Voldemort finally comes over to the floo.
"What is it girl? and why are you out of you room?"
"Your wife just went into labor sir."
"What? So soon. Why?"
"Bellatrix Lestrange used the Cruciatus Curse on her Master."
"Move out of the way. I am coming through." Voldemort says in a deadly tone. A few seconds later, the floo activates, and Voldemort steps through the fire place. He walks over to our bed, and notices the body of the late Bellatrix.
"Why is she dead? Who killed her? I would like to give them a reward for getting rid of the old hag."
"Ginny killed her my Lord." I use his given title, since we have an audience. Voldemort turns to Ginny.
"I will give you your freedom, if you wish it."
"No thank you Master. I did my duty to my Mistress." Ginny says starring at me wistfully.
"You cannot have my wife. No matter how much you want her, you can not have her. She is MINE."
Voldemort's statement shocks me, and leaves Ginny red faced with embarrassment. I'm about to say something, when another pain shoots through my body.
"I'm going to get the Healers. You're going to be alright Hermione." With those words, Voldemort apparates out.
"How long?" I ask Ginny, looking her in her eyes.
"Since your fourth year, when I saw you at the yule ball. You look so beautiful that night. It broke my heart when Harry proposed to you at the Burrow, and you said yes. I cried for days on end after that." By the time Ginny finishes her story about how she fell in love with me, we both have tears running down our faces.
"I'm sorry Ginny, but I don't feel that way. I love you as a friend, but nothing more."
"I understand. I've known for a while now that you would never reciprocate my feelings. However, I am content just being your friends."
Just then Voldemort and a team of 5 medi- witches apparates in. Healer Brown is among them, acting as the overseer for the delivery of the baby. They all introduce themselves to me.
Healer Veronica is my nurse, and will check my vitals, and let the Head Healer and surgeon know when something has gone wrong, and one of us starts dying. Healer Erin is going to perform the surgery. Healer Vanessa is going to clean and feed the baby after it is born. Healer Arabella is going to clean me, afterwards.
After Veronica gives the okay to proceed with the surgery, Erin pulls out her wand and cast a charm to numb my body from the neck down.
"Are you ready?" she asks. I nod my head yes.
She cast a nonverbal cutting charm, cutting my uterus open. Blood seeps from the wound, which she stops with a flick of her wand. I feel a sharp kick, and double over in pain. "AAARGH!" I scream.
Veronica checks over everything. "The baby just punctured her stomach. She's got internal bleeding and she's losing blood fast. We need to get the baby out of her in the next five minutes if we are to keep her alive."
Erin slices my uterus again, before putting her hands into my body. She grasps the baby, pulling it out gently.
A sharp cry pierces the air, and the baby starts to cry. Vanessa takes the baby from Erin, and disappears from out of my line of vision.
"NO! Come back! want to see him! I want to see him!" I scream after Vanessa. Veronica casts petrificus totalus on me, and begins healing my down there.
"Erin, you only have 45 seconds left to heal her stomach and stop the bleeding." Veronica says.
"Okay. I'm on it." She waves her wand over my stomach in several complicated ways. "That should do it."
"This doesn't look good Erin. Her heart monitor is spinning out of control. I'll go get Healer Brown." Veronica disappears.
"Her heart is failing. The labor and her dose of the Cruciatus didn't help either. She's dying and there's nothing we can do about it." I hear Healer Brown say.
"WHAT? You have to save her. You have to. I can't lose her. She's my everything. Please!" This is a new voice. That is definitely not my Voldemort, but it does sound similarly to Tom Riddle's voice. Could it be?
"I'm sorry My Lord. But there is nothing we can do."
"Bring me the baby. I want her to see our beautiful little girl, before she dies."
"Right away My Lord."
I hear the soft cries of my baby. We had a girl. We had a beautiful little girl. I thought we were having a boy, so I didn't think of a girl name. What was that name that Tom came up with for me?
Alura Esme Arabella Caledonia descendant from Rowena Ravenclaw.
"Her name will be Esura Tomasina Je' Rope Hermione Arabella Granger Caledonia Riddle."
"What ever you say my sweet. Here is Tomasina. She's been wanting to see her mother for quite some time now." Tom's sweet melodic voice floats over to me.
I open my eyes with difficulty, and stare at my now beautiful Husband. He has the most angelic face in the world. With high cheek bones, pale complexion (but not that awful deathly white color he had), perfect teeth, a sharp perfect nose, and angular aristocratic features, Tom is the dream man. His raven colored hair falls in waves across his forehead, parted on the right side of his head. And his intense eyes are now a lovely shade of dark Grey. Oh he's got to be every woman's wet dream. He is impossibly tall, with long lithe muscles, emphasized by the white button down and black pants he's wearing.
Cradled in Tom's arms is the little baby that has been growing inside of me for the past 5 months. "Esura." I whisper lovingly. "I want to hold her." I reach out for her.
Tom places Esura in my arms. "My baby. My sweet, beautiful Esura."
Esura's hair is a warm walnut brown color- a perfect mix between my honey brown hair and Tom's raven hair. She opens her eyes and looks at me, before smiling. Her eyes are a burnt timber wolf shade of grey. She's absolutely beautiful. I love her so much!
Tears well up in my eyes, and then I feel a pain in my chest. It leaves me gasping for air. Tom sweeps Esura out of my arms, and all I can do is cry.
"We're losing her Brown." I hear Veronica say.
"It's fine. Just inject her with the Heart Stopper." I hear Healer Brown say.
There is a sting in my arm, and then I feel my heart slowing. I whisper the words, "I love you Tom." as my heart beat comes to a stop.
I die with my eyes open, and a smile on my face.
Mmmm! So, Hermione has baby Esura in this chapter. And Hermione dies. Voldemort has drunk the restoration potion, and now he's back to his good looking 25 year old self. Ginny has been in love with Hermione for about 4 years. And Bellatrix Lestrange is dead. More to come soon!
Esura - Eh- SOOR- Uh. This is how the baby's first name is pronounced.
Tomasina is the female version of Tom.
Je' Rope is a mixture of Hermione's mother's name, Jean, and Tom's mother's name, Merope.
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