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Chapter 34: Anarchy

Aka Super Teddy again!

Emma and Cedric climbed the cracked stairs of the entrance into the castle and walked inside, his arm on the small of her back, as they passed the debris that had yet to be cleane dup. She caught him up on who Teddy was as they made their way to the Great Hall to find her father. "Today is the first time Harry has met Teddy, too."

"What happens to Teddy now?" Cedric asked, gently squeezing her hand. He had known, even when they were in school, that she was close to Professor Lupin.

"Da says Romulus made plans, I know he and Tonks would have. I don't know what they are, though. They were both so anxious about his first full moon, though. The mediwitch said it could be months before we know the full extent of his lycanthropy."

They walked around as Emma tried to find Teddy. Inside the Great Hall Lucius and Narcissa were sipping tea, whispering to each other. Andromeda was speaking with Molly Weasley, shooting glances at her sister who was ignoring her. Her father and Teddy were nowhere in sight.

"Do you want to talk to them?" Emma asked Draco who was studying his parents.

Draco shook his head. "Let's try the hospital wing. We can at least find out if he flooed somewhere." The floo network was operational in the hospital wing, sending the injured to St. Mungo's.

With a nod, Emma, with her hand looped through Draco's arm, made their way upstairs with Cedric on Emma's other side. "You are the only person not to comment on us," Emma teased Cedric.

"I can't say that I'm surprised. I think I knew, back in fourth year, that you guys would date. The bonding was a surprise, but Jane talked me out of being angry," Cedric grinned.

'I can't imagine Cedric angry. It makes me wonder how Jane talked him down,' Draco mused.

"What did you do in America?" Emma asked, needing to know.

"President Johnson agreed to help. I don't know how Jane convinced her, or what she even told her after you popped out," Cedric sighed. "Everything that night is a blur. Jane kept me in her parlor, no one except her and her mother saw me that first night. I'm pretty sure they spelled the room to make sure I couldn't leave. Then the next morning, I had a private meeting in the Oval Office."

"Like the muggle version?" Hermione asked behind them. A quick look proved Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Neville, Luna, Seamus, and Sinead had caught up with them. Her empathic senses were picking up on the confusion and excitement all of them had about Cedric being alive—it was apparent none of them wanted Cedric out of site in case he disappeared and it was all just a dream.

"Yes, but they are quick to point out they had theirs built decades before the muggles did," Cedric grinned. "She had placed a rather complex spell on me while I was asleep. Anyone who looked at me saw Zachary—the same person you saw."

"Taller, black hair, less athletic build, still cute though," Ginny grinned.

Cedric returned her smile, and Emma felt a shot of jealously run through Harry. Before he could finish his tale they burst into the hospital room. "There he is," Emma said rushing towards her dad. He hugged her as tightly as he could with one arm as he cradled a fussy Teddy with his other. Emma took Teddy and the fussy, on-the-verge-of-a-full-moon lycanthropic infant started calming down.

'Careful, or all werewolves are going to want an empath on the full moon.'

'Afraid I'll become popular all of a sudden?' she teased.

'They're not exactly a group or clientele you want to become in demand.'

Emma was about to retort when a clamoring of noise made several people jump as pans and instruments crashed to the floor. Everyone turned to see Pomphrey and Francois holding down Lavender Brown. Riley rushed over to help but Draco stopped the others who were going. "She was bitten by Fenrir," he reminded the gang.

Bitten was too kind of a word for what the werewolf had done. He wasn't transformed since the full moon was 11 hours away at the time of battle, but Fenrir was always so close to his inner wolf, so much more animalistic than any other werewolf known to the wizarding world that no one knew what the creature had been capable of. Draco had received more than one compliment and thank-you for defeating him.

Looking at Lavender was not for the weak of stomach. Fenrir had gnawed on her, clearly enjoying the young woman like a tasty morsel. Her neck and shoulder were oozing blood and something more transparent, something less liquid and more gooey. Muscles and vessels were exposed, ticking and pulsing as blood continued to ooze out.

"Why can't they help her?" Ginny asked horrified.

"She must have been infected to some extent, or Pomphrey would have healed her by now," Hermione guessed, sick and terrified. Lavender wasn't her favorite person, but to see anyone so destroyed was heartbreaking.

Riley and Francois held Lavender down on the special hospital bed made for floo travel despite Lavenders attempts to claw at them and break free. Pomphrey took Riley's place on Lavender's side and Riley activated the floo for them.

They all rushed up to Emma's dad. "Is Lavender going to be okay?" Neville asked.

Riley peeled off the dragon hide gloves covered in Lavender's infected blood and tossed them in the fire. "Honestly, no one knows anything. Francois hasn't left her side since the battle ended. Pomphrey said she hoped she wouldn't transform since Fenrir wasn't transformed, but judging by what I just saw…" Riley shook his head. "It's a miracle she has survived, but no one knows what will happen now."

Emma kissed Teddy's forehead, the baby cooing happily for her. She looked up to tell Cedric something, only to see him walking towards Sean. She knew Cedric would go looking for his best friend. They were both the same year in Hufflepuff, in the society, had been best friends since their first night as first years. The memory of Sean after Cedric's death, how broken and angry he was, came back to Emma and she wondered how he would take this turn of events.

'Let me take you home, Em,' Draco mentally whispered as he wrapped his arms around Emma (who was still holding Teddy). He felt when it suddenly became too much for Emma; seeing Lavender in pain, having Cedric back, having Teddy, losing Tonks and Remus… everything was hitting Emma at once now that she could feel again and was in the thick of things.

It was as if all the emotion she had gone all day without feeling was suddenly hitting her like a tidal wave.

After a quick word to her father, who nodded, Emma, still cradling Teddy, flooed to her house. Draco arrived a moment after her.

"When did your da take down the wards?" Draco asked, keeping conversation light.

"He said he took most of them down while we were outside. A lot of them are still in place in case any of the deatheaters who went into hiding try to retaliate," Emma said as she sat on the floor, leaning against the couch. She brought her knees up and rested Teddy on them who looked at his new surroundings uninterested.

Draco made himself comfortable next to her, draping his arm on the couch behind Emma. "Talk to me, Em."

"And say what? That a part of me thinks I made the wrong choice, and that I hate myself for even thinking that? That a part of me wants to find a way of going back and saving Tonks and Remus? Somewhere I messed up, Draco. Somewhere, I made the wrong choice, or was in the wrong place, or…"

Draco kissed Emma's temple as Teddy began to cry. Emma wiped away her tears and adjusted Teddy in her arms knowing it was her emotions making him cry. "What more could you have done, Emma? You cannot be everywhere at once, or know everything. You did more than is humanly possible. Lupin would be proud of you, of what you did by saving Cedric."

'I couldn't even say goodbye, Draco. He was right there, they all were, and I couldn't say goodbye.'

'I know.' He could feel how much it hurt, giving Aoibheal the resurrection stone without talking to anyone she saw. And even though Emma didn't say anything, not being able to talk to her mother hurt even more than not getting to say goodbye to Lupin.

"Dora had it in her head she was going to be my wedding planner. I pointed out you weren't even introduced to the family yet as my boyfriend. Dora just assumed it would all work out, she had so much faith in us, in you," Emma leaned into Draco. "I counted on her being in our corner when you met Da and Lupin…"

They both looked at the floo as it activated, shifting apart slightly expecting Riley to floo in. Both were surprised when they saw Harry instead. "Am I interrupting?" he teased.

"Would you leave if you were?" Draco drawled as Emma leaned against him again. Draco rolled his eyes as Emma patted the floor on the other side of her.

Harry plopped himself down next to her. "I keep expecting to wake up," Harry muttered, staring at Teddy who was staring at him. Harry nearly jumped when Teddy's hair turned coal black like Harry's.

"Ah, he likes his godfather," Emma teased and gently handed him to Harry.

"I knew he could, but Merlin's pants!"

Draco rolled his eyes. 'He sounds like a Weasley with that language.'

"Is it expecting too much to expect the two of you to behave?" Emma teased them both. She didn't feel any hostility between them, though—which made her wonder what exactly had happened while she and Jane slept.

She silently accio her camera and had it zoom into the parlor, snapping a candid of the three of them. "What the…" Harry and Draco looked up.

Emma looked amused. "I want to capture this moment in case people think I'm crazy later when I say you two were actually getting along."

She took Teddy real quick, who was fussy from being tired but unable to rest peacefully because of the full moon. "Super Teddy emerges again," Emma smiled as she waved Teddy's hand towards the camera for another picture. "Look, you got the Slytherin and Gryffindor Princes to behave while in each other's company."

Draco rolled his eyes as Harry snorted. Suddenly Emma's house elf appeared. "I have a room prepared for the wee babe," Lily announced.

"I think he'll sleep for a little bit. I hope," Emma said as she stood. She found they had a a proper nursery set up—the crib, changing tables, rocking chair all from The Den had been brought over. Emma was thankful it wasn't an exact replica of the room Lupin and Tonks had made, she couldn't handle such a reminder right now. The walls here were a pale green instead of pale blue and the artwork was different. "I think we should get Luna to paint a mural for you, hmm? You will have snorkbacks and juhklugs and lilicrabs all over the place."

Not sure how long Teddy would sleep Emma slipped back downstairs. Both of her boys were in the parlor, although they did put a lot more space between them. "Out of curiosity, why is your house elf named after my mother?" Harry asked.

Emma curled up against Draco on the sofa. "Before I separated all the memories in my head, before I even understood they were me mum's and not my own, I knew a Lily. I knew there was meant to be a person in my life named Lily. Lily—my houseelf—was the only constant in life besides da, and I just started calling her Lily. She could tell there was something different about me, and just accepted that I was calling her that as my own personal nickname for her. Overtime it just stuck."

Harry sat on the other end of the couch so his feet were next to his cousin's. "The Weasleys have taken everyone to the Burrow, but I wanted to see you. I'm afraid if I go the burrow…"

"You'll be smothered in gratitude?" Draco drawled.

"That, and I might just kiss Ginny right in front of her entire family like I did in front of the dorm sixth year."

"Other than being embarrassed, I don't think she would mind," Emma smiled.

Surprisingly, it was easy being in the same room with Draco and Harry. They didn't talk to each other much, but didn't scoff or antagonize each other either.

Emma chalked it up to epic, life-changing wars.

She somehow dozed off in Draco's arms. Emma woke soon to feed Teddy and check on him and saw that Draco was asleep and Harry had fallen asleep on the other sofa.

Emma settled in the rocking chair as she fed Teddy a bottle. "Your mum wanted you to see the world. I think she wanted you to know that you are very special and that by seeing the world you would appreciate your abilities more. In places, metamorphagai are treated as royalty. They both loved you so much, especially if you turn into a blue werewolf." Emma could just see Teddy inheriting the marauder sense of humor, and using his metamorphagai abilities during his transformation.

She looked up to see her dad in the doorway. "I have to say, I never expected your cousin and Lucius Malfoy's son in the front parlor together," he whispered making Emma laugh softly. "The society is meeting in the evening. Brian said Jane had some information on Finn."

"Where is Jane?" Emma asked.

"I heard from President Johnson she arrived home safely. Without Cedric," Riley added with a look.

Oh boy. So much was conveyed in that look. Her da had found out Cedric was alive, that she had something to do with it (she hoped he didn't learn the whole story), and he picked up on what she had earlier: the deep rooted feelings Jane had for Cedric.

"How is Teddy?" Riley asked.

"His eyes changed," Emma said as she gently placed the fitfully-sleeping infant in the crib. "No fangs or claws, just his eyes went night-glow and his skin felt rough—not quite fur, but not quite skin."

"Michaela speculated it might come in waves," Riley sighed, mentioning the mediwitch who was there when Tonks gave birth.

"And Lavender? Have you heard any news?"

"It doesn't look promising, no one is sharing information, though. Andromeda is staying in the guest room at the end of the hall. You can leave the boys in the parlor, or tell them to take the remaining rooms if you want."

The 'sleep in your own bed, alone' order came through loud and clear. She did nothing as she watched Teddy sleep, his tiny body refusing to let him rest comfortably from the pull of the moon. Emma scooped him back up and for once was glad of her empathic abilities if it let her soothe Teddy for even just a moment. She settled into the rocking chair, gently rocking and soothing him.

She looked out the window and saw the moon was slowly pushing towards the west. "We're half way there," she whispered to Teddy.

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The following day was spent finding out information. The casualties list were being updated, and everyone was trying to find out the extent of the wounded and hospitalized.

There was also the problem of not having a functioning government.

Riley apparated to the Ministry to see what was going on. After spending so long on the run and working against his former office and boss, it was almost surreal to be standing there, waiting for work. Other ministers and officials who had not been part of Voldemort's regime had also apparated in. Most were part of Riley's underground work, the Order, or supporters of Dumbledore. "O'Neill," a deep voice spoke behind him.

"Kingsley. You look better," Riley commented.

"Quick fix for me. Shattered bone is easy enough to fix; painful, but easy," Kingsley said easily. "How is your daughter? And Teddy?"

"They are both good."

"I know we can trust most of these here, but how should we test the ones we don't know?" Kingsley wondered aloud, looking at the handful of ministry officials who's loyalty was unknown.

Hating himself for suggesting it, Riley sighed as he sent his patronus with a message. "I think I have a way."

Emma left Teddy with Harry, who took him with him to the Burrow. "At least he won't die under my care with Molly there, right?" Harry joked.

"Reassuring, Potter," Draco drawled. Harry ducked out quickly as Draco and Emma kissed goodbye, Draco going to check on his parents, Emma going to the ministry.

Since the Floo in her house was only set up to a few secure locations—the ministry not one of them since it had been under Voldemort's control—Emma apparated outside the building, then flushed herself in.

It looked like a scene from the move Birds with the hundreds of owls flying around with notes and messages. Fewer in number but no less confusing were the men and women, all waiting for some sort of order to be established. "Em."

Emma found her dad with Kingsley and Arthur. "Let's separate those who were in the order or working for you, Riley, into a separate group; we can weed out the unknowns this way."

Riley pulled Emma aside. "We are trying to create some form of working government. The problem is, we have so many who are unknown. The fact the minister is dead and the ministry was a scam working for Voldemort doesn't stop the hundreds of owls from other countries coming in wanting to know what is going on and who to deal with. Those are in addition to the hundreds of owls from our own people demanding information and looking for people."

"You want me to help with the unknowns," Emma guessed.

"I don't want you to, but we don't have the resources otherwise. I want to see if we have enough men and women we can trust before we decide what to do with the unknowns. We don't have enough veritaserum for the whole bloody government."

"I'll do what I can. Teddy is at the Burrow with Harry, Draco and Andromeda left this morning."

Within the hour, Riley, Arthur, and Kingsley had the men and women they could trust in positions to try to run the government. It wasn't enough to staff the entire government, but it was a start.

Emma waited in the room the unknowns were sorted into and talked to as many people as she could, striking up casual conversations. As structure was beginning to be reestablished, more people were moved from the room to new positions.

"We have an executive office set up and staffed, and public communications. Ministries like sports and muggle artifacts are going to be the last to be staffed, I'm afraid," Riley commented as Emma joined him. She named a few people she didn't trust so that they could keep an eye on them.

"We need to organize elections," Kinsley stated. "Organized so that Harry doesn't become elected in this euphoria."

Emma could see Harry having a heart attack if they told him the British population elected him Minister of Magic. She knew her cousin wanted nothing more than to retire from the public eye.

"We can arrange a public announcement for one hour from now. It will help to calm fears. Or validate all the celebration," Arthur drawled.

"Can we trust the Daily Prophet? They are in as bad as shape as the ministry," Kingsley wondered.

"Bring in Rita Skeeter," Emma spoke up. "She'd love to do an exclusive. Just ban her from using her quick quill. I would suggest Lee Jordan, too, so he can broadcast it on his radio show."

Within ten minutes they had sent messages summoning both Rita and Lee, and were working on the actual press conference. Emma watched it all; she always loved seeing the ministry at work and here it was, the men and women who were dedicated to keeping the government and wizarding population afloat. It was awe inspiring, watching dedicated people keeping anarchy at bay.

"Emma," Lee Jordan called out. "Blimey, I can't believe I'm here. I can't believe we won! Fred is talking nonstop about how you and Malfoy, Draco bloody Malfoy, are dating. And Malfoy saved Fred's life! Merlin, this day has been wicked."

"Hello to you too, Lee."

Lee laughed. "Some things never change, eh? What's going on? Why am I here?"

"I think your pirate radio is about to become mainstream. Did you imagine yourself starting your own radio show as a career?"

"It was what was needed," Lee said seriously. "I don't mind keeping it up, although I never thought of myself as a newsperson, it was always much too serious. Things change, though."

"Things change," Emma repeated as Rita Skeeter arrived. Riley, Kingsley, and Arthur motioned them to the podium set up in front of the rubble that was formerly the statue of Wizard Supremacy.

First thing upon entering the ministry after Voldemort's defeat, someone had blown it up.

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"Ron! Gred and Forge! It's on!" Ginny called out as they sat around the radio, Lee's familiar voice talking to them.

I come to you at the ministry of magic where anarchy is being beaten back with the blood, sweat, and tears of dedicated men and women. I'm happy to report that the vile statue that was the symbol of Voldemort—yes, we can say that detested name!—ideology has been destroyed.

Among the euphoria and jubilation I'm sure there are questions. What will happen now? What happens when Victory has been achieved at such a high price? Here to answer some of those questions are speakers for the ministry. Some of you listening now will recognize some of the past visitors to this show.

Everyone listened as Kingsley's voice came on the radio next.

It is with great pride that I am standing in the ministry, reclaiming it for all wizards, from muggle born to pure blood and everyone in between. We stand here today, proud that we have thrown off the chains that would divide us. We have much to celebrate.

To begin, the ministry thanks everyone who fought for freedom last night. The brave men and women who risked their lives for a cause they believed in will forever be heroes. We thank those who came to our aid, the American, French, Bulgarian, German, and Mexican witches and wizards who fought our battle, helping us in our hour of need. It is humbling to see the support of our fellow magical folk.

We also thank those who have supported the cause for the past year or longer. Your support, whether it was through fighting directly or quietly lending aid, shelter, prayers, and support, is what sustained this battle. I know that we could not have been successful if it were not for the brave men and women who fought against the oppression, even if that fight was not public. The struggles within the home, against ideology and bigotry, are the most important, and the hardest to win.

We do not want to forget Harry Potter in all this, either. Harry, if you are listening, know that the entire population owes you a debt of gratitude for the work you have done without our knowing.

We come to you today with the message of rebirth. The ministry is in a transition as it reclaims its power and authority that Voldemort corrupted. To this end, we are hunting those who have fled and they will stand trial.

Elections will be held within a fortnight for temporary Minister of Magic to jumpstart the rebuilding efforts within the ministry. This person will hold office for one year, at which time regular elections will resume.

We have much to celebrate, but a lot of work ahead of us as well.

Author's Notes: huge thank you to everyone for all the reviews last chapter! (And I finally figured out how to find them on the website :D) Thank you to Mizz Alec Volturi, The Annoying One (I figured if Cedric is in America, he just has to embrace comics :) BadAss Alec & LikeWowo (Cedric/Jane is one of those unplanned but happy surprises :) Happy to me at least), Crossroads of life (Thank you! I try to stay as canon as possible :) AnimeCrazy (We will get back to CEdric next chapter) and Devi no Kaze (thank you!)

Just a note that my sequel, Meet the Parents, is still planned. I originally wrote it to follow my version of year 7, so it is very AU (even more AU than a normal time travel since it didn't follow Deathly Hallows). I want to tweak it before I post it so it will be awhile before it comes up. I still have a lot of ideas for the 19 years, though. The difficulty is getting all of it in chronological order :) I have so many "Snapshots" of things I see happening, I just have to make them a coherent timeline.