I'm soooo sorry that it has taken so long to write this chapter!
I've been revising and sitting exams all week and I still have some to do unfortunately but at least I have been able to finish it right?
Here it is and I hope you like it!
"Okay is everyone here?" asked Molly, as she looked around the living room of the Burrow.
"Everyone except Ginny," said Harry. "She was out last night and now she's sleeping it off."
"And Minerva," said Bill. "After Hermione's death she left to go to Italy to stay with her daughter. She's really taking it bad."
"Right."
"Do we really have to do this, mum?" asked George, looking a bit guilty. "I mean, are you sure that there isn't another way?"
"We have to do this, son," said Arthur. "If Ron kept Daisy it would only cause him more pain."
"No it wouldn't," interrupted Fleur, who was sitting by Bill on the coach. "You saw `ow `e is with Daisy, `e loves `her like she was `is own."
"That's the problem, Fleur, she isn't his own," said Harry.
"Yeah, but it wouldn't cause him any harm would it?" said Bill.
"Yes it would," said Molly. "What if Daisy found out the truth?"
"She would understand," said Fleur.
"What if Draco found out?" said Harry.
"No one will tell him," said George.
"What if Draco wanted to keep her?" said Arthur.
No one said anything.
"I work at the Ministry, I know how ugly these cases can get. If Ron fought for Daisy, what do you think would happen?"
"He would lose," Bill stated.
"Exactly," said Molly. "I don't want to do this either, but it's the only way."
Everyone was silent after that. No one had anything that could stop any of this and deep inside they knew that Molly was right. Only, they didn't want to admit it.
"I'll take that silence as a all agreed," said Molly, with a nod. "I'll make the call."
During all that was said and done Ron was in the park with Daisy. They sat on the bench in the middle of the park, watching everything go by in front of them but they didn't take it in. Well, Ron didn't really, Daisy was fascinated by everything that went by. She stared at people walking by in their robes, she giggled when she saw colour from the talking flowers around her and she smiled when a spell was cast around her. All Ron did was take in every little detail of her face every time her facial expression changed and promised himself to memorise every line of her face.
It had been a week since Ron lost Hermione. His heart ached every time he thought of her and he felt like crying when he thought of everything that he could have done differently. But whenever he felt like that, he would always look at Daisy. He always saw Hermione in her eyes, her big brown eyes, even though her face would prove her to be a Malfoy.
In the park, Hagrid was walking in the park, but he didn't see Ron or Daisy. Instead he was carrying a big basket of flowers and he looked like he was selling them. Daisy saw Hagrid, as well, and she started to sruggle when she saw him. She wanted to go over and meet him.
"Don't worry, I'll take you to him," said Ron.
Ron got off the the bench and walked slowly over to Hagrid. When they were a few feet away Hagrid saw them and he beamed into a smile.
"Ron, me boy, long time no see!" smiled Hagrid. "Is this who I think it is?"
"Meet Daisy, Hagrid," said Ron.
Hagrid looked closer to Daisy and instead of Daisy crying, like every other baby would do, she stared back at him with a smile on her face.
"Wow," said Hagrid, but his face looked confused. "Um, Ron, is she..."
"She's not mine."
"Oh," was all Hagrid could say.
There was a pause for a while.
"Do you know what this place means to me, Hagrid?"
"Um, no I don't," said Hagrid.
"This place is where I asked Hermione to marry me," Ron said, looking around. "We were siting on the bench, watching the stars, laughing and joking as we made up weird constalations. This was where I took my chance, this was where she made me happy."
"After everything that's happened?"
Even after that," said Ron, truthfully.
"I'm so sorry about Hermione, Ron," said Hagrid, looking like he's about to cry. "She had so much time left, so much life."
"But she gave it up to create a new one," said Ron, looking at Daisy.
"Here," said Hagrid, going through the basket of flowers. "Take this."
Hagrid had given Ron a single daisy, which he had accepted. As Ron looked at the flower, he felt like the tears were threatening to break his barrier but those barriers were weak already. A single tear rolled down his cheek and the only thing that Hagrid knew was best was to let it roll.
After a few hours in the park, Ron returned home with a sleeping Daisy. He quietly closed the door behind him and tiptoed to the stairs.
"Ron, is that you?" called Molly.
"Shhh, Daisy's asleep."
Molly had followed the sound of Ron's voice and was now by the stairs. She saw Ron craddeling Daisy in his arms and felt a deep punch in her gut.
It's too late to turn back now, Molly.
"Um, Ron, come with me," she said.
"I need to take Daisy to bed."
"It can't wait."
Ron listened to the severity of Molly's tone and followed her to the kitchen. As Ron walked behind his mother he felt a feeling of uneasiness start to emerge.
As they walked into the kitchen, Ron spotted Harry, Arthur and George sitting around the dining table, Bill and Fleur were standing by each other against the wall. What Ron noticed, when he walked in, was that they all had the same expression of guilt on their faces but when they saw Ron, their expression changed like they were telling him they were sorry. But then Ron noticed was that they were not alone. The person that Ron blamed the most of all that has happened was standing in his home.
Draco.
"What are you doing here?" said Ron, angryily.
"I'm sorry Ron," said Draco.
"Why did you let him in?" said Ron, to his family. "You know what he's done."
"Ron, listen to us-" said Molly.
"No! I want you to leave, now!" Ron ordered. "You shouldn't have come here."
"I was told to come here, Ron," said Draco.
"What do you mean?" said Ron, confused. Then realisation hit him and he looked around the room.
"What are you lot playing at?" he asked everyone.
"Ron, the family were talking and we think it's best that Draco should have Daisy," said Molly, regretably.
"What? No!"
"We are only thinking of you, son," said Arthur, getting up from his seat and going to Ron.
"He can't have her," said Ron.
"It wouldn't be your chose if this was taken to court," said Draco.
Ron froze. "Court?"
"She's mine, Ron. If I fight for custody over Daisy, I would win because I have biological rights."
"Why do you want her?" said Ron, desperately with tears escaping his eyes. "You have Astoria, Hermione's gone."
"What happened with Hermione was a mistake," said Draco. "I was at the Leaky Cauldron, I found her there but she was so drunk that she couldn't even walk straight. She spilled her guts to me about everythng and I ... took advantage of her state of mind by saying that if she cheated on you then you would feel her pain. I'm so sorry, Ron."
"She's dead because of you!"
"Ron..." said Draco.
"Stop him, Harry."
"Ron, maybe this is for the best," said Harry.
"I think so too, Ron," said George.
"Noooo..." said Ron, holding on to Daisy even more.
"Ron, please," pleaded Draco. "What if it was me with your child? What would you do?"
Ron couldn't say anything else anymore. He held on to Daisy and cried looking away from the people behind him.
"Ron?" said a french accent.
Fleur had walked over to Ron, facing him. She looked at Ron with the same look in their eyes. Sadness was what they both felt and the words that Fleur said with those eyes were what helped Ron make him cry even more.
"Say goodbye, Ron," she said.
Ron looked at her and then back at Draco, who was staring at him. Ron then turned his gaze over to Daisy, who still slept peacefully in his arms. Ron planted a kiss to her fore head and said in a whisper:
"Keep that dream in your head, for I bet your mother is there with you."
Ron turned slowly towards Draco and gave Daisy into Draco's arms. When Ron did so, he felt like the remainder of his heart had finally broken into a million pieces that can never be repaired. First Hermione and now Daisy. Gone forever.
Draco held Daisy in his arms and gazed at his daughters face. He then looked at Ron with remorse.
"Ron-,"
"Just go," he said.
Draco did as he was told, not to cause any more pain, and left the Burrow with Daisy. Never on returning again.
With the slam of the door the walls of emotion, that were strong, now crumbled to non-exsistance. Fleur ran to Bill's arms and cried into his embrace while he did the same. Molly tried to hold it in but Arthur saw his wife's attempt and held her in his arms. George slammed his fist into the table.
"First Fred, then Hermione and now Daisy," said George with a hoarse voice.
Harry looked at Ron. He walked over to him with caution, like if he made a wrong move then something bad would happen.
"Ron?"
At the sound of Harry's voice, Ron threw his arms around him in a embrace and cried into his arms. Harry responded in the same way and the friends cried together. The room was filled with sadness and tears.
It was done. Daisy was with her father now. All was said and done.
But for Ron, all was said and taken away from him.
