A/N: Exchanged letters between people will be in Bold Italic whereas song lyrics will be in just Italic! Tonya will be singing a song in this chapter and I'm going to turn this chapter into a song-fic based off the song. It matches the situation and whatnot, and personally I just love this song(: I own neither: In This Life nor do I own Braddah Iz (Israel Kamakawiwo'ole) although I did know him and he did sing at my 1st birthday luau! (:

Some Plans Are Meant To Change

Blaise,

I thought about it… this is too dangerous. I would rather you not do anything, but knowing you as much as I do (we are best friends after all) I know that if I keep anything from you, you would only do something stupid that would get us all killed and that would change the future more than I hoped to, and not in a good way! Owls aren't safe – they're being intercepted and read. I'm giving this to Seamus to give to you. He'll tell you everything that you need to know. I cannot stress enough how important it is that you don't tell Draco anything. If you need to get a hold of me or if you have any questions that only I can answer, give a letter to Tonks or Remus and they'll give it to me. Dumbledore is no longer at Hogwarts so I know I don't need to tell you how much things are about to change for the rest of the year. It's extremely crucial that you don't get caught, Blaise… for your own safety – no one can know about you meeting with anyone outside of your own house. Do not trust Umbridge and please keep an eye on Draco. Hermione told me that he's been moping around school since that night we ran into each other. Get him out of it; if anyone suspects something his life will be at stake. Please watch over your shoulders and trust no one other than the Order!

Love,

Tonya

Nodding his head at his boyfriend who carefully watched him, Blaise followed Seamus into the Room of Requirements. He was shocked to see that it was already filled with people though. Snape and McGonagall were in there with the twins, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna. Sitting on the couch next to Seamus, Blaise nodded his head for someone to start explaining everything to him. Hearing something on the side of him open up, he quirked an eyebrow – why was Bill Weasley walking out of a portrait?

Inhaling the deep scent of honey and bacon, Sirius walked downstairs. Charlie and Remus were sitting at the table while Tonya hummed to herself at the stove. Looking around, Sirius saw that Kreacher was nowhere to be found. He also saw that Tonya was still in her pajamas: long blue pajama pants with white clouds on it, and a plain white long sleeved shirt that hugged her body a little bit, with fuzzy light blue socks on her feet. He raised his eyes, but the two sitting males shook their heads at him warning him to be quiet.

"Good morning," Tonya smiled while turning to look at him, and Sirius saw that she was crying again. That's odd – he didn't hear her the night before. "I was craving honey bacon, and Kreacher just doesn't know how to make it the way that I like it, so I'm giving him a break for now. How do you want your eggs?"

"Erm…" looking over at the other two, Sirius saw that they were scared about something, "However you're eating them, pet."

"Alright," Tonya beamed, "Sunny side up, it is then."

Once Tonya's back was turned to them again, Sirius leaned into Charlie and hissed, "What the hell did you two do?"

"Erm…"

Seeing Charlie stuttering about what to say, Remus rolled his eyes; "Read this," he said, pushing a letter into Sirius's hands.

Kreacher just came to me. Why the bloody hell didn't anyone tell me I'm going to be a grandfather? This changes everything! As much as I want my son to still be with us, I want to hold my grandchild as well. This is going to kill Tonya once she returns. We need to meet! Tonight at seven. You know where. Kreacher will be there to let you guys in.

Groaning, Sirius nodded his head then slipped the letter into his pants pocket. Lucius Malfoy was right. This did change everything. Tonya may think that she still wanted to change the future, and it pained Sirius to know that in the end he would still die, but Lucius was right. Losing this child wasn't worth saving all of their lives. Turning his attention back to the now singing girl, Sirius listened to her lyrics; feeling an ache in his heart. Sirius knew that his other two tablemates were feeling the same emotions as him. They all watched as Tonya took out the strips of bacon that she had been soaking in the bowl filled with honey then threw them into the frying pan.

For all I've been blessed with in my life

There was an emptiness in me;

I was imprisoned by the power of gold.

With one kind touch you've set me free.

"This is us?" Blaise asked, holding the picture in his hands. Everyone nodded their heads at him and he traced the picture of the large group then smiled at the happiness in his best mate's eyes. "Draco looks so happy."

"Apparently he is very happy," Fred beamed.

"And you all agree that he has a right to know?"

"Precisely, Mr. Zabini," McGonagall nodded her head, "But as Miss Granger told us, you've seen Tonya's reaction when she realized that you learned the truth. She's determined to make sure Mr. Malfoy doesn't find out anything."

Putting the pictures back onto the table in front of him, Blaise shook his head; "Draco knows something though. Ever since that day in the alley, she's all he ever talks about. He dreams of her, about things that never happened before. He sees her in his arms and he dreamt of arguments and a wedding; memories that haven't been created yet."

"I researched that," Hermione stood up now, "The morning after Draco saw Tonya's ring and I told you most things, I went to the library."

"What else is new?"

Glaring at Ron until he turned a beet red and mouthed that he loved her, Hermione cleared her throat then continued; "I think it might be because she's pregnant. Tonya being here is not only disrupting the timeline of the way things are supposed to be, but now there's two of her here. You said that Draco felt an instant connection to her?"

"Yeah," Blaise nodded his head. "When she was under the cloak he could sense her there. He told me that it was like something was calling to him, pulling him towards her – he knew she was there before he could even see her."

"Tonya told us that he could always sense her before he saw her," Bill frowned. "Is Draco a Veela?"

"Not that I know of," Blaise shook his head then turned to Snape who also shook his head in assurance. "I mean if he was a Veela then that would explain everything; they were meant to be… so what do you think it is then?"

"Well if you guys would listen to me," Hermione coughed then grinned when everyone turned back to look at her; "In a way they are meant to be. Draco didn't know where he was apparating to when he left right after the war. He just shut his eyes and left. I did some research and I think that it was meant that he landed in the alleyway that Tonya was walking past at that precise moment."

"It is a creepy coincidence," Neville sighed, "But that's all it is, Hermione."

"Yeah," Harry nodded his head in agreement with Neville.

"I don't know," Ginny shook her own head, "I think that's kind of sweet. In order to apparate you need to think of exactly where you're going and you need to say your destination. Do you know what his words were when he apparated?" she asked everyone, hoping someone would know the answer.

"Home," replied the softest voice in the room. "I asked Tonya one night when she came here and she told me that he told her when he shut his eyes, he said he just wanted to go home."

George looked as if he didn't know whether he wanted to smirk, frown, laugh, or cry. "Home? He asked to go home, and he landed at her feet? Right there's saying that they're meant to be."

Sighing, Bill nodded his head in agreement with what his brother just said, "What else did your research say, Hermione?"

"Time traveling is never a guaranteed thing," she told all of them, "Remember our third year? We almost got caught by ourselves, Harry."

Turning on them, Fred started to choke, "Wait – what? When did you guys time travel?"

"That's of no importance at the moment, Mr. Weasley," McGonagall told him then turned to Hermione, "Please go on Miss Granger, I think I might know where you're going with this."

Nodding her head, Hermione continued while the twins eyed her with jealousy. "When you travel in time you could alter the tiniest of thing; it could be the simplest thing like killing a butterfly that you haven't killed before. It may not seem like it, but even an act as simple as that could result in something traumatic – it's known as the Butterfly Effect. By traveling into the past to save hundreds of innocent lives, Tonya is also alternating all of our thoughts and actions. Dumbledore stayed at Hogwarts longer than he was intended to and in result, Umbridge hasn't caught us yet."

"But what does that have to do with Draco dreaming of the future?"

"Tonya isn't the only one here trying to change things," Hermione pointed out. "Come to find out, Lucius is here as well, and now… well now-"

"Now we find out she's pregnant," gasped Snape before turning to McGonagall, "You don't think-"

"I do, Severus," McGonagall nodded her head. "Tonya brought a piece of Mr. Malfoy's flesh with her to the past."

Looking between the two grim look professors, Bill began to panic, "Is that bad? What does that mean?"

"It means, Mr. Weasley-"

"-That we need to tell Draco everything before he pieces it together on his own," Hermione told everyone.

"You were the one who told us to play it out and let him find out on his own," Harry reminded her. "We wanted to tell him, remember, but you pointed out to us that he was already figuring it out without our help."

Snape stood up, "You do not understand, Mr. Potter, we don't have time to let Draco solve things on his own. A piece of him is residing inside of Tonya. It's not her that he's drawn to – it's their child."

"Is anything bad going to happen them?" Luna asked. For the first time she didn't seem so serene. Fear filled her eyes while it shook in her voice.

Hermione didn't show as much confidence as she hoped to. "If anything happens to Draco in this time, Tonya will become hurt as well."

"What?" everyone shouted.

"That child shares Draco's blood; a part of his soul is in him. The child recognized his father and Draco recognized him as well – even if he doesn't realize that it's his child. Technically… in this world, Draco hadn't fathered the child yet. He hasn't slept with Tonya yet, or properly met her, you see. In a way the child is linked through Draco –surviving off of the Draco in this time, trying to struggle to still exist. So if Draco gets injured or killed in this time it will affect the child-"

"And since the child is also connected to Tonya," Ginny gasped with realization.

"-Tonya will become injured or be killed as well-" Neville also gasped.

Let the world stop turning,

Let the sun stop burning;

Let them tell me loves not worth going through.

If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart;

The only dream that mattered had come true-

In this life, I was loved by you.

Lying on his bed, Draco kept the curtains drawn around his bed and stared blankly up at the ceiling. He was so used to dreaming about Tonya, but the past nights he had been dreaming of himself instead; an older version of himself where he looked happy and he didn't look so sickly anymore. It was the version of him that he often saw dancing or laughing with Tonya in his dreams, but this time he was only seeing himself. One moment he would be standing in front of a mirror and grinning to himself then it would switch over to him sitting on the edge of a bed and holding his face in his hands. He could be laughing on the phone or he could be arguing with someone that he couldn't see. He would be standing in the kitchen and making himself a bowl of cereal while humming to a song that he's never heard of before then he would be standing on a balcony, gripping the rail tightly and leaning against it with a hard look of concentration on his face.

Last night's dream was the most intense though; last night he was sitting on his bed in the Slytherin common room – him; the sixteen year old version – and his older version came to talk to him. It felt so real that Draco could have sworn there was still an indention on the edge of his bed where his older version sat down. He looked tired and nothing like the carefree man that he'd dreamt of before; his eyes were bloodshot and he was pale again. He kept warning him – telling him that he needs to keep his eyes open and listen to everyone around him; he warned him that if he continues to just ignore his surroundings then all of Tonya's work will be for nothing and in the end he'll still be killed.

That was what woke him up – yanking him from his sleep by gasping and trying to breathe. The last thing he saw was a dark cloaked figure sneaking into his room and pointing his wand at the older version of himself. He opened his curtains after a couple minutes of wheezing, but Blaise was already gone. He was confused and he was frightened. What did he mean he would still be killed? And what about Tonya's work being for nothing – what was Tonya working on? What did he need to pay attention to… what the hell was going on at Hogwarts? And what the hell was going on with his best mate?

For every mountain I have climbed,

Every raging river crossed;

You were the treasure I longed to find

-without your love, I would be lost.

"Where is everybody else?" walking into the sitting room, Tonya saw that Bill was by himself and reading something.

Quickly stuffing the note into his pocket, Bill flashed a smile at Tonya and shrugged his shoulders, "Meeting with Dumbledore. They umm, didn't wanna wake you."

Yawning just on cue as if to prove Bill's point, Tonya chuckled then rolled up her hair. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah," he nodded his head, "They're just going over what's going to happen now that Dumbledore's out of Hogwarts and Umbridge is in his place. I went to see McGonagall them today."

"Oh right," curling her legs up beneath her body, Tonya yawned again. She just woke up from a four hour nap, but it still felt as if she hadn't slept in years. "How did that go?"

"Well Umbridge's trying to ban Snape from having his classes make the Murtlap Essence, but she doesn't frighten him, and McGonagall has been teaching her classes to transfigure needles into feathers and back, so if the time were to ever come, feathers will come in handy."

Laughing at the idea of the two professors working together to annoy Umbridge, Tonya tried to picture it. She had never met the toad of a woman before or seen her, but she's heard enough stories to picture it quite vividly. "So you were there when they explained everything to Blaise then?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes," Bill nodded his head, praying that Tonya wouldn't be able to tell anything was wrong. "He was very quick to believe us and he especially liked the photos that we showed him."

"Is he pissed with Seamus for keeping it from him?"

"He was in the beginning, but once we explained why we didn't want him knowing the truth, he sort of calmed down on him. He's going to start training with us."

Tonya snapped her head up. "What? Why? He needs to be with Draco, and keeping an eye on him. Draco's been dreaming about the future, Bill. Blaise is the only one who can stay close enough to him to make sure that nothing goes wrong."

"He's going to," Bill nodded his head, trying to assure her. It was hard to explain that Blaise was training how to fight so he could join them at the Ministry when the time comes. "But he figured that it might be better for him to know how to defend himself just in case something happens. After all, you've already changed the past to the degree that even you can't determine things anymore."

Bill stood up and walked into the kitchen before Tonya could spot everything wrong in what he just said. Hearing her follow him, he sat at the table where Kreacher had laid out a pot of stew and a basket filled with breads. Sitting across from each other they began to silently eat their dinner; both had different thoughts with the same outcome. Tonya looked up at Bill and she knew that he was hiding something from her, he had the same guilty look on his face now as he did in her time – his jaw twitched as if he were chewing on the inside of his bottom lip while his eyes darkened just a little bit. It was Fleur who told her how to determine when Bill was guilty about something, and right now she was glad that Fleur gave her the awkward information.

"Draco told me I'm being selfish," Tonya said suddenly, breaking the silence, "By staying in the past and changing the future. He said that right now he's able to watch over me, and once I give birth he'll be able to watch over our child, but that once I change everything and he lives again he won't be able to see us grow older. You don't think I'm being selfish… do you?"

Chewing his bread slowly, Bill contemplated on the right answer. "You're doing this to save many lives. You're not only saving his life, but you're also saving Dumbledore, Sirius, Mad Eye, Remus, Tonks, Fred, and everyone else. So I don't think you're being selfish, but I do think you aren't fully thinking everything through."

"Is that what everyone thinks?" Tonya asked him. "That I'm a fool who hasn't thought everything through?"

"A little," Bill smiled.

"I'm not," Tonya shook her head. "I did think it through. But we all have sacrifices to make, Bill, and I know what I'm sacrificing, and it may be a little selfish of me but I'm willing to give it all up if it means that everyone can live again."

"Sacrificing everything doesn't make you selfish," Bill told her.

"It does," Tonya lifted her head so that her eyes could meet his, "When I'm gladly willingly creating a future that means my child won't exist because it means that I won't have to see Draco in his features every second of my life."

"The hardest part about losing someone is letting them go."

"I'm already letting him go," Tonya reminded Bill, pushing her half uneaten plate away and standing up. "I just want to make sure that if I'm doing this, I do it the right way and that there's nothing left for me to hold on to."

Let the world stop turning,

Let the sun stop burning;

Let them tell me loves not worth going through.

If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart;

The only dream that mattered had come true-

In this life, I was loved by you.

Charlie sat between Remus and Sirius while Kreacher left them alone. They left a note behind for Bill to read and told him to tell Tonya that they were meeting with Dumbledore if she asked where they were, but they were instead waiting for Lucius to arrive. He told them that he might be late if anything, but that Kreacher would be there to greet them – which he was. In the beginning they wondered why the house-elf would go behind their backs and go to Lucius, but then Sirius remembered – this Kreacher was from the future which meant that he still listened to Harry's orders instead of Sirius's orders. The Harry from this time knew about the pregnancy which meant that future Harry did as well and he must have called on Kreacher and gave him the order to inform Lucius of their little bump in the past.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Lucius announced, rushing through the doors and taking his cloak off. "The Dark Lord was going over his plans to kill Harry. I couldn't just leave without it being noticed."

"Are you alright, Lucius?" Sirius asked him, "It must not be easy for you to have to relive this."

"I'm alright," the blonde sighed, sitting across from them. "It helps me to remember that in my time he's dead. But we're not here because of that-"

"We're here because Tonya's pregnant," Charlie nodded his head. "We only found out a couple of nights ago."

Sighing, Lucius began to rub his eyes, "And she doesn't want to return back home?"

"She's determined to finish what she started when she came here," Remus told him.

"She was always such a foolish girl," Lucius grimly smiled. "That's why we all loved her; she never thought of the outcome that her actions would have on herself as long as others were happy."

"We recovered the ring," Sirius announced. "And Blaise Zabini found out the truth the same night – it was also the night that we found out Tonya was pregnant."

"Draco also knows something now," Charlie warned him.

Snapping his head up, Lucius had a grim look in his eyes now; "What do you mean he knows something now? What does he know?"

Lucius kept a firm grip on his walking stick while the other three males all gave him a full blow by blow account of everything that had happened since they last met with him. Clenching his teeth and tightening his grip, Lucius silently cursed his son for being such an observer. His keen senses would most likely only get him killed earlier than was meant to be. He listened silently to everything that he was being told, and he gladly accepted the glass filled with muggle whiskey that Remus was now pouring for him.

"My son is a fool," Lucius finally said. "He needs to stay out of this. Tonya isn't sacrificing my grandchild just so he can get killed at fifteen."

"We all agree that he needs to know the entire truth though, Lucius."

"I agree," Lucius nodded his head. "It would be best for him to learn everything, but as you all know I cannot be the one to tell him."

"He already knows not to contact you. Tonya warned him that you would be killed. He has enough sense to believe her warnings so far."

"I love my son," Lucius told them, "And like any father, I hated seeing his dead body like that. I supported Tonya's mission to return to the past and save Draco's life, but now that she's pregnant, I'd like nothing better to do than drag her back into our own time by her hair and hold onto her as we bury my son. I'm going to be a grandfather and losing my son is a sacrifice I'm willing to make to ensure that my grandchild lives a happy and carefree life. I know that Draco would feel the same way."

"He does," Charlie frowned, "Draco went to Tonya in a dream and told her so, but she's ignoring him. She refuses to give up."

Sighing, Lucius drained his full glass in only one sip. "It seems that the simplest girl I had ever met is now becoming anything but simple."

I know that I won't live forever,

But forever, I'll be loving you.

"He wanted kids, you know," Bill was now sitting on Tonya's bed and listening to the freshly showered girl talk to him. "We talked about it one day. We were babysitting Teddy and he was sleeping between us; he had his hair like Draco's, and earlier in the day his eyes had been like mine, and we were both watching him; listening to him snore as he curled up between us both. Draco began telling me about how Tonks was his cousin and how he never really took the time to know her because he was raised to hate her. He was nervous about what she would say if she knew that he was the one who was helping to raise her son."

"Tonks would have been proud of the man that he grew up to become," Bill smiled proudly, glad to know that his words were true. "Tonks and I are the best of friends; she and Charlie are the same age, you see, and we've all known each other all our lives. She would have forgiven Draco for everything that he's ever done before and she would have been proud to know that her cousin was having a hand in raising her son."

Tonya grinned as she thought back to that day and slightly chuckled. "That's what I told him. That was the first day he mentioned anything about one day having our own kids. He said that he wanted his own Quidditch team like the Weasleys," she started laughing while Bill also chuckled. "He told me that he thought your mom and dad had the right idea and that he wanted six boys and only one girl. He wanted our daughter to be the youngest, just like Ginny, so that all her big brothers could protect her and look out for her; he said that she would be the most spoiled one and she would be his little princess and he would dress her up in nothing but pink, and that she would be sorted into Slytherin and locked up until she was eighty."

"Every father's dream for their daughter," Bill grinned. "I remember when you told me that, in your time, my wife is pregnant and I'm having a daughter – I pictured myself buying every pink thing in sight and was already planning on locking her up in the highest tower so that no male could ever see her."

Laughing to the point that she was in tears, Tonya nodded her head. "You did… that was your exact reaction. Well… after you had a mental breakdown of course."

"What about you?" Bill asked her, pleased to see that Tonya was laughing and enjoying herself now, "Did you dream of a huge family like Draco did?"

"No," she snorted. "I told him that he was out of his mind. It wasn't that I didn't want to be pregnant; I just didn't want that many kids. I told him that two or three would be enough and not to expect any more than that. And I told him that I wanted a girl first so that she could boss her little brothers around and that no daughter of mine would be obsessed with pink. I wanted to get her hooked into crimson and gold for when she got sorted into Gryffindor."

"I imagine he took the news well."

"He told me that he would slip me potions to make sure I had seven kids and that the first six were all boys," Tonya chuckled as the silent tears trickled down her cheeks. "I didn't admit it to him, but I didn't care how many kids we had. We could have had eleven for all he wanted, as long as he was happy. I would watch him with Teddy and I knew that he would be great with our kids. After Fleur announced she was pregnant, he was really excited and he went out and brought all sorts of things for you guys; claiming that he was already spoiling her so that he would be her favorite uncle."

"We'll figure something out," Bill promised her. "I don't know how… even if you have to live in this past forever just to keep your child – we'll figure something out. I promise you Tonya, we won't let you lose your child. Or Draco."

Let the world stop turning,

Let the sun stop burning;

Let them tell me loves not worth going through.

If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart;

The only dream that mattered had come true-

In this life, I was loved by you.

A/N: Okay, it may have seemed a bit rushed and that's because it was… I have so many things going on at once that I did rush through this chapter a bit so I apologize for that. This wasn't my best work and I'm ashamed, but I figured you guys would appreciate a chapter after waiting for so long(: