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The Mudbloods Daughter II: The Kings are Back!

Hermione sighed, rolling onto her bed. The light of the full moon shone through her bedroom window, and fell onto her bed, and into her eyes. She swallowed, as the familiar worry of the full moon filled her insides, and the baby in her womb kicked her gently in the side. Grabbing her glass from her bedside table, she kicked her covers from her body, and walked towards the door, opening it quietly.

The hall had an ominous feeling, dark and silent, as she walked towards the stairs, gripping the banister slightly. The sound of low growling filled her ears, sounding so close she could almost feel the hot breath on her neck, and she looked at the enforced door, just to make sure it was still safely closed. It was difficult though, to see in the dark. Furrowing her eyebrows, she walked towards the stairs, and stopped dead, her eyes widening.

At the base of the stairs, she could see the large, hairy form of a werewolf, his eyes glinting in the moonlight, as he looked up at her, teeth bared. The platinum fur told her it was Draco, and she took a step backwards, as she realised just what had happened. The werewolves had got free... they had got out the room... Dropping her glass, she turned and ran as fast as a seven and a half months pregnant woman could, to Scorpius room, the wolf quickly leaping into action and bounding after her.

She slammed the door shut, and ran over to Scorpius, who was sitting looking at his wardrobe with terrified, wide silver eyes. Hermione followed his gaze, slowly, before gasping at the dark outline of Fluffy's form, his amber eyes sharp on them, his blue fur on edge. He was growling, deep, and dark, and Hermione felt her fear spike. She forgot everything about magic, about witchcraft, and pulled Scorpius into her arms, the five year old boy deadly silent. Fluffy took a step forward, snarling. Draco pounded at the door, dull thuds floating into the room.

Suddenly, Fluffy leaped at her, and the door came crashing down, causing Draco to be hurled into the bedroom, right into Fluffy. Hermione screamed. The two werewolves scrambled to their feet before advancing on her, claws ready to swipe her skin clean from her flesh, teeth bared to crunch her bones, when out of nowhere, a pure white wolf leaped between them, barking at the two werewolves. Fluffy looked at it confused, as it swiped at his muzzle, growling, before lurching at it, determined to get to the fresh human meat.

Hermione quickly mad a run for it, Scorpius wailing in her arms as he reached for the white wolf, as the white wolf battled with Fluffy, trying to keep them distracted. Red splotches were quickly coating it's white fur. A huge, black dog, with sleek fur and large eyes pushed past them, growling at the werewolves, ears pinned back. Hermione stumbled down the stairs, trying to keep Scorpius quiet. A spiky furred fox suddenly sank it's teeth into her nightgown, tugging her towards Narca-Jane's bedroom.

An eagle swooped over her head, crowing at the fox, who grumbled back with almost a glower. As she was pulled past the stairs to the living room, Hermione caught a glimpse of Moony, Prongs and a Lioness fighting in the living room, and gasped, before she was pushed into the room by Adalyn, who had appeared out of nowhere. The fox followed, as Adalyn closed the door. Stella quickly took Scorpius from Hermione, and set him down, looking him over for injuries.

Hermione sighed, and put her head between her hands, flopping down onto the chair at the end of Narca-Jane's lacy pink bed. "How could this happen? How did they get out!?The room was supposed to be able to keep them in! What happened?" Hermione searched her brain, trying to figure out what had gone wrong, as dull thuds, howling, barking and general sounds of destruction filled the room. Stella and Adalyn looked at each other, almost guiltily, as the fox morphed, and revealed Raine, cracking her neck with a twitch of her nose.

Scratching at the door caused Hermione's head to dart up, and Adalyn walked over to it, placing her hand on the door knob.

"Scratch twice if you're Paws," she said, and two long scratches tore at the door, before Adalyn opened the door, and allowed the limping, now blood red wolf into the room. Hermione watched in pure horror, as the wolf transfigured and changed, before her eighteen year old daughter was crawling over to Stella, before crashing onto the floor.

Scorpius screamed. "NARCY!" he clamoured, falling over to her, and falling to his knees by her head. Narca-Jane looked at him through cloudy eyes, and smiled, placing a red hand on his cheek, before she slipped into unconsciousness and her arm went limp, falling onto her stomach. Hermione broke down next to Narca-Jane, her expression torn between anger and pure worry.

"Quickly, get me a blood replenishing potion!" Stella ordered Raine, who nodded and rushed over to Narca-Jane's bed, and pulled a large bag from under it, raking through until she found what she was looking for. She quickly through it to Stella, who poured it down Narca-Jane's throat. Hermione gasped, as the baby gave her a sharp kick, and winced. Stella looked at her.

"Are you okay, Mrs Malfoy?" she asked, and Hermione nodded, breathing in sharply as another sharp kick tore through her.

"Oh god, I think she's having the baby!" Raine shouted, and Stella's eyes widened. Hermione began to hyperventilate, gripping Adalyn's shoulder tightly, shaking her head.

"No... no... not possible... too early..." she wheezed, bending over in agony as another sharp, blasting pain ripped through her lower abdomen, and Adalyn, rubbed her back. Stella gasped, and then immediately took charge. Narca-Jane was unconscious, so that left her second in command as Teddy was... well that was an entirely different story.

"Okay, Adalyn, I want you to apparate Mrs Malfoy to St. Mungo's, right now. Raine, help me get Narca-Jane onto the bed," she commanded, and with a crack, Adalyn vanished, only to come back a few seconds later, blushing madly. Taking Hermione's hand, she apparated again, while Scorpius looked at Stella, and asked if he could help. "No, sweetie, you have to let us deal with this, okay?"

Scorpius nodded, and sat down nervously, watching as they worked on Narca-Jane.

Hermione sighed thankfully, as the Healer gave her the all clear, squeezing her hand. "It was just Braxton Hicks, Mrs Malfoy, but we have given you a hormone to keep the pregnancy going, as the closeness of the Hicks where unsettling. You should be able to go full term," the Healer said, smiling at her and Hermione nodded, a big smile on her face, as Adalyn looked at her watch.

"It's nearly sunrise, Mrs Malfoy," she whispered, and Hermione looked at her, before looking to the Healer.

"Can we go?" she asked, and the Healer frowned. Hermione instantly had a bad feeling about what she was going to say, and sat to attention. "I am asking you as Miona Hallows, if you are going to let me go," she stated, and the Healer went pale, before nodding and saying right away, before rushing off. Hermione sighed. She really hated doing that. It made her feel like she was using her title to get what she wanted, which she actually was.

Adalyn, however, was staring at her with awe, and Hermione could actually hear her thinking 'I wish I could do that'. Shaking her head, she rubbed her bump gently, she slipped from the high table to her feet, yawning. The Healer quickly appeared, with forms for her to sign, and Hermione nodded slowly, as she filled them out, then turned to Adalyn. "Come on, let's go back to the house. The moon should be down now," she said, and the Healer looked at her curiously.

"The moon, Mrs Malfoy?" she asked, a sort of hunger evident in her eyes, and Hermione looked at her, eyes narrowed.

"You heard nothing," she said harshly, and the Healer suddenly went quiet, and nodded, but the cold, dark smirk never left her lips. Adalyn looked at her, before Hermione took her hand and apparated them out of the room.

The Daily Prophet bought bad news for everyone that morning. But for Hermione, Harry, Charissa, Ron and Draco, it was like reading a blast from the past. A very nasty, pink ruffled blast from the past.

"What on EARTH are they thinking!? Letting that... THAT TOAD back into the ministry!" Hermione roared, her eyes flashing dangerously and her face bright red. She slammed her copy of the Daily Prophet down on the recently repaired table, and fumed, while Draco nervously rubbed her back, looking at the picture of the toad-like woman on the front page of the Daily Prophet with disgust and hate etched into his features. His shoulder was bandaged up, and he had a bandaged around his middle as well.

Charissa, who had come over to ensure Hermione and everyone was well, with Felicity balanced on her hip, glowered at the picture. "It's only right, isn't it. My sister would never let Hogwarts go undisturbed. So she's appointed Umbridge as the Head of Education. That way not only does she have full control to do what ever she feels necessary to Hogwarts, but Hargreaves as well," she explained, as Felicity, now six and a half months old, stuck her hand into her mouth, sucking on it.

Hermione seemed to get angrier, as she gripped the edges of the paper tighter, until her knuckles turned white. "That... monstrosity is not getting anywhere NEAR my school!" she snarled, and Orion looked at Narca-Jane terrified, starting to back into the living room, where Raine, Stella and Adalyn where putting the room to right after the fight between Moony, Prongs and Plushpaws.

Riley, Jay and Teddy were sorting out the upstairs, while Romulus had gone to sleep in Narca-Jane's room, exhausted. Charissa sat down, shifting Felicity so she was on her lap, and reached for a piece of toast, buttering it. Hermione quickly stood, pacing. "I have to go to my school. Now... before she tries to do something." she panicked, and Charissa shook her head.

"Hermione, it's a Sunday, there is really no point. Just wait until tomorrow," Charissa said, and Draco weakly nodded, before Charissa continued. "Besides, didn't you want to talk about Narca-Jane? Something about animagi, correct?"

Narca-Jane, Raine, Adalyn and Stella all looked at each other, thinking the exact same thing.

Crap.