Part Two
Chapter 13
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do we really have to keep repeating ourselves?
A/N: I'm glad you all liked the first part. My friend and I started this not really planning how it was going to flourish but we have always thrown ideas around at each other.
What Does the Future Hold?
Hermione had spent just over a month at the Burrow, enjoying the company of her friends. She really didn't want to follow her parents to the United States for some dentist convention so they agreed to let her stay here. It was a beautiful day in mid July and they had decided to spend some time relaxing by the lake behind the house. She had convinced Ginny to join them and the two girls sat by the water while the boys jumped in and out of the cool water. Hermione stretched out on a blanket with her hands behind her head. She turned her head towards Ginny, who was sitting and staring at the water.
"Ginny? How are you doing?" she asked.
Ginny shrugged. "Ok, I guess." Her expression never changed.
Hermione sat up and put a hand on the red head's arm. "What's the matter? And don't you tell me 'nothing' because you have been moping around the house since I got here. You used to be able to tell me anything. I hate seeing you like this."
Ginny sighed and looked down at her hands. "I know. I guess it's just that I still have one more year of school and you guys have already graduated. I can't believe it's happened."
Hermione nodded, knowing what she meant. She couldn't believe that she would never be going back to Hogwarts and it saddened her. "Don't worry. You still have Luna. But, I think there's one other problem," she said this last with a wink.
Ginny smiled but it faded just as quickly. "I don't know what you mean," she stated before turning her attention back to the lake.
Hermione sighed. She knew that her friend was thinking about Draco. Hermione still didn't understand why he had just left. She guessed it was because of his father's breakout from Azkaban. She went to lie down again when a sharp pain caused her to double over. She tried taking in deep breaths but could only take short ones. Ginny turned to her, a worried look on her face.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" she asked panicking.
"Bad cramps," she said through gritted teeth.
"How long have you been having them?" she asked.
Hermione took in a few quick breaths before responding. "Only a few days now. They come and go."
"When are you due for your period?"
Hermione looked quizzically at Ginny. "Why?"
"Maybe there's an explanation, I don't know."
Hermione took a deep breath. "Actually, I'm late." Hermione looked down. She hadn't told Ginny what happened before the graduation ceremony. In fact, she had almost forgotten the whole thing. She only looked up when she felt Ginny grab her hand.
"You need to get to a doctor," she answered.
Hermione sighed. "I'm scared," she whispered.
"I understand. Let's just get you there and we'll worry about the outcome later." Hermione nodded her head. "Then, you can tell me what happened."
"I'm sorry, Ginny." Hermione didn't know what else to say. She hadn't really lied to her best friend but she hadn't told her the truth either. How was she going to say what needed to be said.
"Don't be. We'll go into town first thing tomorrow. I know a place that will take you in right away."
Hermione stared at Ginny. "How do you know?" she asked.
Ginny shrugged. "Let's just say I do."
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The next morning, Ginny had told her mother that they were going into town to do a little bit of window-shopping. Hermione was grateful that Ginny was quick on coming up with a story as they headed out of the burrow. She didn't get much sleep that night for fear of what the doctor would have to say. How could she have been so careless? She mentally smacked her self in the head for being so dumb. It wasn't long before they stood outside of a white building. There was no sign to indicate what was inside.
"This is it?" she asked confused.
"Yep. There is no sign to keep its confidentiality. So, you ready to go in?"
"Couldn't we just use a home test?" she asked nervously.
Ginny placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder and turned the older girl to face her. "Home tests don't work in the wizarding world. Unless the other person involved is a Muggle." Hermione could only shake her head no so Ginny continued. "Then let's go in. You know, Mione, you can trust me."
"I know. I'm just not ready yet. Let's see what happens." Hermione steeled herself and pushed open the door. A chill crept over her and she visibly shook. The hairs on her arms stood up so she rubbed them.
"Relax. The air is magically cooled in here to prevent germs from spreading to the other patients."
Hermione looked around the waiting area. She saw many young women sitting and reading or just staring into space. She watched as Ginny approached the desk to sign her in so she decided to take a seat, away from everyone. As she sat, her leg started bouncing. She was extremely nervous because the outcome of this visit could decide her entire future. She didn't even notice when Ginny sat down next to her.
"Mione, you're making ME nervous," Ginny stated, pointing at the other girl's knee.
"I'm sorry, Ginny. Part of me wants to know what's going on with my body and the other part wants to go screaming out of this building."
A few minutes passed when Hermione finally heard her name called. She stood up and walked over to the nurse. "Um, would it be all right if my friend came in with me?" she asked.
"Of course, Dear," the elderly woman said.
Hermione motioned for Ginny and the two girls followed the nurse into one of the examination rooms. They were told the doctor would be in shortly so Hermione sat on the table and Ginny took one of the chairs. They didn't have to wait long when the doctor came in. "Hello, Ms. Granger," he said. "My name is Doctor Lewis. I am going to need you to change into this dressing gown because certain Muggle fabrics could impede on the examination." Hermione nodded, stepped behind a curtain, then reemerged and sat back down on the table. "Alright, now, just lay back. I'm going to wave my wand over your body and take down the results. It won't hurt," he added with a smile.
Hermione smiled weakly back at the doctor and lie down. The paper on the table made a crinkling noise, which echoed loudly in her head. She shut her eyes as the doctor started his examination. A few moments later, he spoke again.
"Ok, Ms. Granger, you can get dressed. I will return with the results in just a few moments."
Hermione redressed and sat back down yet again. Ginny came over to her and hopped up on the table and took her hand. "Whatever the results, I will be with you all the way. I'm here for you." Hermione smiled at her friend and hugged her. Her heart was racing and she felt as though she were going to get sick. This was the hardest thing she ever had to do. Even waiting for her OWLS and NEWTS results didn't feel this bad.
Suddenly, the doctor returned. He sat down on one of the chairs, looked at a clipboard in his hands, and then looked up. "Well, it seems that you are (insert number) weeks pregnant." Hermione's eyes widened at the news as tears finally escaped. "Now, you didn't document your partner's name. Do you want us to inform him," he started when Hermione interrupted him.
"No!" she almost screamed. "Um, I mean, no. I'll do it."
"Ok. Now, I'm going to give you some prenatal potions and you should really make an appointment with your doctor to see them regularly. Do you have any questions?"
"No, thank you for everything," Hermione said trying to sound sincere. She watched as the doctor handed Ginny the potions and left the room. Ginny turned to Hermione, concern in her eyes.
"Hermione, are you ok?" Hermione didn't say anything. Instead, the tears kept flowing and Ginny hugged her. "Let's get out of here and go somewhere where we can talk. Does that sound good?" Hermione let Ginny lead her out of the building and to a small Muggle café. Ginny had already shrunk the potions and handed them to Hermione to put in her pocket. After settling down at an outside table with a small coffee for Ginny and water for Hermione, Ginny turned to her. "Ok, now tell me what happened."
Hermione sighed. This was going to be hard to explain. "You see, it all happened the day of graduation. I couldn't find Draco so I headed down to the dungeons. I was hoping to run into him there but Snape found me instead. He pulled me into a classroom and well, one thing led to another," she started but found she couldn't continue.
Ginny took Hermione's hand, a look of understanding in her eyes. "So, what you're saying is, Snape is the father?" she asked to make sure. Hermione nodded her head. "What are you going to do?"
"I really don't know," Hermione stated. "But I can't stay at the Burrow."
"Why not?"
"Let's see, I will be gaining lots of weight and I'll only be able to blame it on your mother's cooking for so long."
"But where will you go?" Ginny asked.
"Lily has invited me to visit this summer if I wanted to. Maybe I'll drop by."
"You do realize she lives in South Africa, right? How will you justify traveling all the way there?"
"Everyone has been wondering what I'm going to do with my life now that I've graduated. Maybe after the baby is born, I can go to University there. I hear they have wonderful wizarding classes in South Africa." Hermione sipped her water, trying to get her tears to stop falling. She didn't want to leave England but she didn't know what else to do. She had made up her mind right then and there that she would be going to Lily's. She just hoped that Ginny and the rest would understand.
Ginny nodded her head. "I understand. I don't want you leaving but I understand. Please, owl me every day."
Hermione squeezed Ginny's hand and tried to smile. "I promise. Please forgive me."
"There's nothing to forgive. Just take care of yourself."
The next day, Hermione told everyone that she would be going to visit Lily in South Africa. There were many tearful goodbyes but no one questioned her sudden change. Later that day, she had everything packed and left for the ministry to floo to South Africa.
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Hermione stared at the little cottage ahead of her and shivered. The temperature in South Africa was around 17 degrees Celsius and she wasn't prepared for the sudden change in weather. She hadn't told anyone why she wanted to come here, not even the owner of the structure before her. She ran a hand over her stomach, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door. She found it a little strange that there were no wards surrounding the house.
"One moment," came a male voice. The door opened and a young man in khaki shorts and a blue button down shirt looked at her. "May I help you?"
"Um," Hermione started. "Is-is Lily O'Neill home?"
The man studied her a while longer and then he smiled. "Are you Hermione Granger?" he asked. Hermione nodded her head. "Lily has told me all about you. Please, come in." The man gestured for her to enter. He closed the door and turned back to her. "My name is Ethan."
Hermione smiled in remembrance. "Lily's fiancé," she stated.
Ethan ran a hand through his recently cut blonde hair. "Husband now," he responded.
Hermione blushed. "Sorry, I mean congratulations."
"Thanks. Make yourself comfortable. Lily's on the porch, I'll go get her."
Hermione watched Ethan leave, and then turned to take in her surroundings. The furniture in this room was made entirely out of wicker with cushions on the couch and chairs. Even the bookshelves were wicker. There was a window in the ceiling to let natural light enter. The only muggle contraption was a small ceiling fan, which was currently spinning slowly. Hermione had heard that Ethan was a muggle-born, just like her.
Hermione was studying some of the dark arts books when someone entered. "Hermione, what a wonderful surprise!" Lily said as she hugged the young girl.
"Hi, Mrs. O'Brien," she smiled.
Lily blushed. "Ethan told you?"
Hermione nodded. "Congratulations. He seems nice."
"Thank you and he is. Please, sit down." Lily motioned to the couch. After they had sat down, Lily continued. "So, what made you decide to take up my offer to visit?"
At this, Hermione looked down. How was she going to tell her former professor the news? She took a deep breath before she looked up, willing the tears not to fall. "I'm pregnant," she muttered.
"You're pregnant?" Lily repeated. Hermione nodded. She felt like she had been doing that a lot lately and was surprised her head hadn't fallen off. Lily broke her out of her thoughts. "Who's the father?"
"It doesn't really matter. He won't be involved," Hermione stated not really able to look Lily in the eyes.
Lily exhaled and took Hermione's hand. "You don't have to tell me. Do your parents know?"
"No," she answered. "I just found out yesterday and my parents are away in America for the summer. Please, couldn't I just stay here with you? I won't be a problem and I'll even get a part time job to help cover costs."
"Whoah, slow down. First, you can stay here but you have to promise me that you'll contact your parents. Second, you're pregnant so you don't have to get a job. Eventually, I'd like for you to decide what you're going to do with your future but for now, you need to take care of yourself. Do you have prenatal potions?"
"Yes. The doctor gave them to me. Thank you. I will repay you someday."
"Let's just worry about the baby. Then, we'll worry about everything else."
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The next few months seemed to fly by for Hermione. She was pleasantly surprised to see that she didn't get morning sickness. The doctor she was seeing in South Africa had said that not every woman suffered that and she should count herself lucky. After the third month, she finally got up the courage to contact her parents. They weren't thrilled but they had told her they would always love her and help take care of her. She promised them that she was fine and well taken care of and that once the baby was born, she would return to visit. She had also told them that she would also be starting an apprenticeship with Lily's husband. He was the local potions master in the area so she was more than excited to start her training.
During the month of March, she was taking care of some harmless herbs in the O'Brien's greenhouse when she felt a sharp jab in her side. She grabbed onto the table and controlled her breathing like she had learned. She was ready to call out to Lily when she felt a rush of water run down soaking her jeans. "No no no," she whispered. "Not now."
Ethan came in then and saw her hanging onto the table. "Hermione, are you ok?" he asked.
"No," she replied through clenched teeth. "I think my water broke."
"Shit," he responded. "LILY!" he called.
Lily came running in. "What?" She noticed Hermione and quickly ran over to her. "It's time," she stated. Hermione nodded. Lily turned to her husband. "Floo the doctor and tell him we're on our way. Hermione, can you walk to the car?" Hermione nodded again and Lily helped her out the door. They didn't trust flooing or apparating to the hospital because of the baby so they decided the car was the best option.
They carefully made their way to the hospital and the doctor was waiting for them. The nurses helped her into a wheelchair and wheeled her to the delivery room. Once there, Hermione was screaming and squeezing Lily's hand. The doctor said she was doing nicely but Hermione just glared at him. "Get this thing out of me," she stated.
"Ms. Granger, we need you to hang on for a little,"
"Hang on? Hang on to what? Get this demon out of me and now!" she interrupted the doctor.
The doctor turned to Lily and smiled. "Just hang on, Ms. Granger. I'll need you to push in a little while." Hermione let a bunch of curse words fly to everyone in the room but no one paid her any mind. She was too far along to give her any pain potions so she would just have to bear the pain. After eight agonizing hours, Hermione heard the first sounds of a baby's cries. She collapsed back onto the bed, her hair plastered across her face.
Lily walked up to her side and smiled. "It's a beautiful little boy," she announced. "Did you come up with a name?"
The doctor placed the baby in Hermione's arms and a feeling she never felt before washed over her. She knew that this little life would depend on her for everything and she was going to be the best mother she could. The baby was sleeping but she could see a little spattering of brown hair on top of his head. She was relieved to know that he would have her hair color and not his father's. She looked up at Lily. "His name will be Sevilen Camara Granger."
"That's beautiful," Lily responded. "Knowing you, they have meanings."
Hermione laughed. "Sevilen is Turkish for beloved and Camara is African for teacher. I want him to have the best life can offer. He may have been a surprise but I wouldn't trade him in for the world."
Lily left Hermione to recover and bond with Sevilen and made her way to the waiting room. Ethan stood up. "So, how is she?" he asked.
"Hermione is doing fine. She had a little boy and named him Sevilen."
"Nice name," he said. "Let's go and get something to eat. We'll come back later during visiting hours. The doctor said we can take them home tomorrow."
Lily looked at him. "That soon?"
"The doctor said that the baby is doing remarkably well and so is the mother. When we return later, we'll get the ok." The two made their way out of the hospital to let Hermione rest up.
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Hermione and Sevilen spent the next year and nine months bonding at Lily's cottage. It was a little disheartening to see that her son had his father's eyes but she loved him for all that he was. She knew that Snape wasn't all that bad but every time she looked into her son's eyes, she was brought back to the day of graduation. She hadn't heard from the potions master since she graduated and it broke her heart. The doctor had told her that Sevilen was growing at a remarkable rate as he was walking early and now he was moving about at a quick pace. Sevilen still wasn't talking but the doctor had told her not to worry. It was probably that her son was just shy but once he did start talking they wouldn't be able to get him to be quiet. Hermione had adjusted to being a mother quickly and she knew that she would be continuing her apprenticeship next week. She was reluctant to leave her son alone but was comforted by the fact that Lily would be the one watching him. Lily had decided at the end of the school year that she would be taking a semester off to relax with her husband so she was free to spend time with Sevilen.
That Monday, Hermione got up early and walked over to Sevilen's crib. "Well, you're already awake," she said to him. Sevilen made some gurgling noises and reached his hands up towards her. Hermione laughed. "Alright, come here." She picked him up and hugged him. "So demanding, just like your father," she commented. She sighed and walked over to the changing table. After he was changed and clothed, Hermione carried him down the stairs.
Lily looked up. "Ah, there you guys are," she said. She stood up and took Sevilen from Hermione. "Sit and eat. Ethan is waiting for you in the lab."
Hermione nodded and sat down. "Sevilen needs to eat something," she stated. "He's too skinny."
"I know," Lily laughed as she cut up some pancakes that she had made earlier. She waved her wand at them to warm them up a bit and Sevilen reached out. "No, little guy, you can't have this," she said motioning to her wand. "You'll get your own in a few years."
Hermione sipped her coffee and looked up. "Do you think he'll be a wizard?" It was something that Hermione had wanted to ask the doctor but was afraid she would sound stupid.
Lily sat back down at the table and gave Sevilen his pancake with no syrup. "Of course. His mum is the greatest witch of her time so why wouldn't he follow in her footsteps?"
Hermione looked at her son. "That was stupid of me to ask, wasn't it?"
"Not at all. Hermione, every mother fears that their child might turn out to be a squib. Of course, it would help to know the name of the father. Then we'd be able to tell for sure," Lily hinted.
Hermione sighed. "I want to tell you but I'm afraid. I don't want people to judge me or worse, judge Sevilen." She finished her breakfast and excused her self from the kitchen. She kissed her son on the head and made her way through the living room and down a set of stairs to the lab. Once there, she saw Ethan leaning over a cauldron. "So, what's on the schedule for today?" she asked.
Ethan looked up and smiled. "Just brewing some antidotes to well-known poisons. The hospitals are running low. Could you add the lacewings to that one?" he asked pointing to a cauldron next to the far wall.
"Sure," she responded. She walked over and added the lacewings and watched as the antidote turned a bright shade of yellow.
"We're starting easy. I hope to get you into some harder potions by the end of the month," Ethan explained. Hermione nodded. "Damn, I forgot something in the greenhouse. Just keep an eye on the cauldrons and I'll be back quickly." Ethan made his way up the stairs and then he walked into the kitchen. "Hey, sweetie," he said to Lily as he kissed her cheek. "Hey Sev," he stated to the toddler.
Lily looked up at Ethan. "Ethan, can I ask you a question?"
Ethan sat down. "Sure. But I can't stay long. The potions need tending to and I don't want Hermione to have to handle them all by herself. What's on your mind?"
Lily nodded in understanding but then shook her head. "I don't know. I mean, is it a coincidence that she gave her son a name so close in resemblance to a certain professor back at Hogwarts? And that her son has eyes as dark as his as well?"
Ethan pulled Lily in for a hug. "I think your mind is playing tricks on you. But, if you're so concerned, maybe you should ask her. Why don't the two of you take supper out on the porch? It's a beautiful day."
"You're right, as always," Lily responded.
Ethan kissed her then ruffled Sevilen's brown hair. "Don't have too much fun with the little bugger," he laughed.
"Just you wait, Ethan O'Brien. You'll be wanting one of these sooner than you think." Ethan laughed and continued on his way to the greenhouse. Lily pondered how best to ask Hermione what was on her mind. Her husband was right. She just needed to come right out and ask. She picked up Sevilen and made her way out to enjoy the beautiful morning.
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After spending a few hours in the lab with Ethan, Hermione was thoroughly exhausted. Ethan smiled at her, told her she was progressing wonderfully, and told her to go and take a shower. Hermione nodded and headed for her room. She knew that Lily had Sevilen and was waiting for her on the porch for supper. It was nice relaxing in the cool shower but she didn't take too long because she really wanted to hold her son again.
Hermione practically raced downstairs and out onto the porch to find Lily and Sevilen sitting on a blanket. Food and drink were stretched out as Lily talked to the little boy. "Do you like the sun?" she asked him as he blinked into the light. Lily conjured up a small hat and placed it on his head. "There, that should help." Lily picked him up and studied him. "You look like an old friend," she stated. "I wonder," she began but Hermione had heard enough.
"Hi," she interrupted. "Am I late?"
Lily looked up and smiled. "Not at all. Please, sit down." Hermione sat and Lily handed Sevilen to her. "So, did you have a productive day?"
Hermione nodded. "Ethan really knows what he's doing. He's great," she said.
"Great like a certain someone?" Lily hinted.
Hermione visibly blushed as she brought her son up to her face. "Look, Lily, about that," she started but Lily held up a hand.
"I don't mean to pry but I'm just curious."
Hermione exhaled and sat Sevilen in her lap. She took up a glass of wine and sipped. She needed her Gryffindor courage but it seemed that it flew away as soon as she graduated. Actually, her courage left her that last year when she gave her body to that man. "I guess you have the right to know. You did give me a place to stay and have treated me with respect."
Lily took Hermione's hand. "I know this is hard but I can help you. We can contact Sevilen's father and get him involved."
Hermione looked up at her former professor in shock. "No way!" she yelled, causing Sevilen to cry. She rocked him until he quieted down. "I'm sorry but I don't want him involved. He wouldn't believe me anyway. Gods, it only happened once."
"It only takes once," Lily reminded her.
"I know that. It doesn't make it any easier." Hermione sighed but she refused to cry. She was not going to waste any more tears on him. "Lily, what I tell you has got to stay between us. Ginny is the only other person who knows what happened."
"You can trust me," Lily answered.
Hermione hugged Sevilen. She didn't want this to happen but she knew that it was now or never. "Professor Snape is the father," she whispered.
Lily pulled Hermione in to an embrace and held her. Hermione only held her son and looked out onto the safari beyond the cottage. It was eerily quiet. "Tell me he didn't," she began.
Hermione pulled back. "What? No. No, he didn't. I wanted it as much, if not more, than he did." Lily nodded and motioned for her to continue. "It wasn't supposed to happen. I wanted nothing more than to graduate and get away from him. That whole year he was haunting my every moment."
"Wait," Lily interrupted. "Was it you after the Masquerade Ball?" Hermione nodded and averted her eyes. "Oh, Hermione. It was that bad?" she questioned.
"I couldn't help myself. He's brilliant, good looking," Hermione started.
"And lonely," Lily finished. "He needs to know, Hermione. This," she said pointing at Sevilen, "is his son. He needs to know about him."
"I know but how do I tell him? It's not like I can owl him and say 'oh, by the way, you have a son,'" Hermione murmured.
"We'll figure out a way," Lily started but was interrupted by Ethan.
"Lil, this just came for you," he said holding out a piece of parchment to her.
Lily took the parchment and after reading it, her expression changed. She handed the letter to Hermione. She read the letter and gasped, placing a hand over her mouth.
Dear Lily,
It is with deepest regret that we ask for your presence at Grimmauld Place as soon as possible. We have things that need to be discussed and your expertise will be greatly appreciated. We hope that you can arrive here by the end of the week, as time is NOT on our side. And please, if you know of Hermione's whereabouts, let her know that her presence would also be welcome. Please send your response back by the owl that brought this letter to you. We look forward to seeing you again.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
P.S. Please bring your adorable husband with you as well. We need a potions master.
Hermione stood up and quickly walked back to her room with Sevilen. Lily followed her. "What are you doing?"
"Packing," Hermione responded. "The Order needs us. We can't just sit here."
Lily picked up Sevilen and turned to the younger girl. "Hermione, we are going. But you don't have to pack right away. But we just can't up and leave. Ethan and I have to make some arrangements here first before we go. Let's eat, get a good night's sleep, and we'll leave in two days. It will give us time to do what we need to do."
Hermione stopped what she was doing and sat down on the bed. Lily joined her and handed Sevilen over. "I know you're right. I've just never been this far from my friends before."
"You've been owling Ginny the whole time, right?" Lily asked. Hermione nodded. "Well, if something bad was happening at this moment, I'm sure she would have told you."
"I guess so. Ok, two days. But no more than that, please?"
"I promise. Ethan is, right now, calling every one he knows to let them know where we will be. It will also give you a chance to owl your friends to let them know that we are coming. Also, call your parents and let them know that you will be visiting. I'm sure they would love to see their grandson again. It's already been a year and nine months since he's been born."
Hermione smiled. "It would be nice to spend Christmas with family and friends."
"And who knows, maybe Severus will be there," Lily added.
"Great. Just what I need, pressure."
"Take one day at a time, Hermione. Let's just get to England and find out what's going on."
Hermione nodded in agreement. "But the letter said that they needed Ethan. Why do they need a new potions master? What happened to Snape?"
Lily looked thoughtful for a moment before she answered. "I'm not sure. If there were staffing changes at Hogwarts, I'm sure someone would have notified me. I told Minerva that if they needed me to come back to work early, all they had to do was owl me. Let's get to England and maybe all our questions will be answered."
A/N: Again, thanks for waiting for this. I hope you all enjoyed this. I'm sorry if it's so rushed but this is more like a prologue for the upcoming part two. And the names Sevilen and Camara I found on the web under world baby names. Sevilen does mean beloved and Camara does mean teacher. I was doing a little word play with the names because Hermione secretly feels this way about Snape. And to find a name such as Sevilen was a godsend. LOL Remember, hit that little review button and make my day.