This chapter is dedicated to Jenna! Happy belated birthday!

Chapter 21

Hermione's POV

(Two weeks later…nothing much happened during this time. Draco and Hermione have been completely civil to each-other. McGonagall asked all of the Muggle Studies couples to meet her in their common room Friday at three. Keep in mind that this is two weeks after the assignment started, so the couples have had a total of almost 3 weeks with the "children")

"Draco, what do you think McGonagall wants to meet us for?"

"I dunno, but it's not just us, it's the entire muggle studies class," Draco replied.

"You don't think something bad has happened, do you?"

"I don't think so Hermione. You'd think she would have just told us outright if something bad happened."

"You're right, what was I thinking?" Draco picked up Rosalie from her crib and together, we walked out into the common room. Professor McGonagall stood, surrounded by all four of the other couples.

"Everyone," she announced, "I have some news."

"What is it," Blaise asked.

"I know that all of you have gone through sleepless nights, early mornings, late nights and a lot of other things over the past three weeks. I was informed by Professor Dumbledore just this morning that the baby project is over."

"You can't do this!" Ashley cried.

"Mr. Waverly, please calm Miss Wildflower," McGonagall directed.

Justin immediately started comforting Ashley, placing one arm around her shoulders.

"I am so very sorry class," McGonagall continued. "I know you have become quite attached to the children, but don't worry. You will still be living in your rooms here, and we have a new assignment coming up!"

"What? We still live here?"

"Yes, it's good for inter-house communication. Since the beginning of this project, the houses have started inter-mingling more. Now, everyone place the children on the couch."

"B-but Prof-Professor…I can't," Luna said, her eyes welling up with tears.

"I'm so sorry Luna dear, but this project has come to an end. Now, children on the couch please." It took a full ten minutes, but one by one, couples placed the children on the couch. Draco and I were the last. I didn't want to let go of Rosalie, but eventually Draco took her from my arms, placed her on the couch along-side the other babies, and returned to my side.

"I'll miss her too Mione," Draco said, rubbing my back comfortingly.

With a flick of McGonagall's wand, the babies turned back into still and lifeless dolls. Then she gathered them into her arms and left the common room without another word.

"Come on everyone, let's just sit down for a minute," Draco suggested. Almost everyone had successfully squished themselves onto the large couch when the room suddenly started spinning.

Dumbledore's POV

"So does everyone know their part in the plan," I asked the professors surrounding my desk.

"Yes," they replied in unison.

"Don't forget, it comes into action tomorrow morning."

"Woops," Professor Sprout said.

"What's wrong?"

"I umm…I thought I was supposed to do my part for today."

"I've forgotten, what was your part again?"

"She was supposed to turn that couch into a portkey." Snape scowled.

"I did that this morning Albus…I thought today was when the plan came into action."

"You idiot," he yelled.

"Sorry!"

"You do realize that this means there is a possibility that our newest, apparently foolproof plan has possibly failed!"

"'I said I was sorry Severus," Sprout squeaked.

"You stupid, stupid witch," he levitated a paper-weight off my desk and caused it to fly into Sprout's arm.

"Oww Severus! That hurt," she whined.

"Well your one mistake might have us all sent to Azkaban!"

"Calm down, calm down," I said. "No one has ever been sent to Azkaban for a portkey gone awry."

"But we could get in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out!" Snape whined.

"Keep your filthy boxers on," Sprout warned.

"How did you know I wear boxers? Albus, she's being creepy again!" Snape complained.

"Well it might have something to do with this photo I confiscated last week. Apparently one of your students was going to use it to blackmail you with. I don't think your students like you that much."

"Shut up! And where is this Merlin forsaken photograph?"

"Like I'd tell you!"

"Give me that photo, unless you want to feel my wrath!"

"I've already figured out that your wrath isn't exactly something to fear. I mean gosh. Don't you remember being beat up by that innocent cat a few weeks ago. You have no self-defence skills what-so-ever!"

Professor Sprout stuck out her tongue at Snape and laughed.

Help me out here readers! Where were the students sent, and who was it that was on the couch when it started spinning (it's a portkey). Please! I need your ideas! Sorry this chapter took so long to write, but since school ended, I'm finding it really hard to brainstorm.

PLZ REVIEW AND GIVE ME YOUR IDEAS!