Severus had been sitting in the same chair for eight days. Hermione still
lay sleeping, not stirring in the slightest. He would often check to make
sure she was still breathing and may even lay next to her, but most of the
time Severus sat or paced. Dark circles were beneath his eyes for he
wouldn't sleep. He had tried, but it was to no avail.
Severus had things to do, he needed to watch over Hermione, and people seemed to stop by every day now. He was actually grateful for some of the company. Being alone and dwelling in ones thoughts could be...unwanted in such circumstances.
Severus sighed, got up from the chair and went to sit on the windowsill. Dumbledore had been the first to visit along with Harry. They brought welcomed news if not entirely cheerful. Voldemort showed no signs of being aware of anything really. There was a special wing added to Saint Mongo's where only aurors were allowed. No one was to enter except aurors and a few select people. Voldemort was guarded around the clock by no less than three aurors, if ever Voldemort was able to break out of his shell- like existence. His wand had been broken and burned, but he was not to be executed. Fudge believes he can do no harm, so he could remain living.
Minerva and several other members of the staff had come by as well to look in on Hermione's health. Unfortunately there is no change in her condition. She stays sleeping, which worries Severus to no end. She can't possibly go on like this, especially in her condition. Or was Hermione even pregnant? Severus brought his hand across his face, letting it rest over his mouth. Things are never what they seem.
"She's still asleep?" Severus' head whipped around to find the owner of the voice. Hovering a few feet from Hermione was a shimmering blue image of Duvessa. She was lightly caressing her daughter's hair, a thin light of blue passing over deep chocolate brown curls.
"I would ask how, but I am far too tired to hear the explanation." Severus said while carefully getting down from the windowsill. The image of Duvessa turned form her child to face him. She had a faint smile playing across her lips. "Why do you look so damn happy?" He grumbled. Duvessa's smile widened.
"No reason at all, my son." She answered all to sweetly. Severus shivered at being referred to as her...son. "You worry to much Severus. Hermione will be awake by tonight. She simply needed time to...recharge, I guess would be the best way to put it." Duvessa sat down by Hermione and gestured for Severus to join her. When he was sitting down as well she put her shimmering hand over his. He was shocked that it was warm, unlike the ghosts at Hogwarts. "I must thank you Severus. If you had not been so quick witted, Hermione may have been lost to us."
Severus turned his head to watch his sleeping wife. A life without her would be desolate. He wasn't even sure how he had known that she would need him. It was like a small voice, that was not his own had spoke to him. When he had touched Hermione he had actually been able to feel his magic leave him. Like water running through him into her, but something had been given to him at the same time. What was it?
"Duvessa, there is something I must ask..." Duvessa held her hand, already aware of what he was thinking.
"She had to give you something in return. Elves are fickle that way." Duvessa said with a light chuckle. Severus only looked more confused. "Shall I elaborate then?"
Severus nodded curtly. "Well, let me see. You gave Hermione a little of your magic for a while, right?" Severus nodded again. "Elves believe that when given something they must repay the debt. She probably didn't even realize she had done it."
"Yes, but what exactly did she do? I saw Hermione with a child in her arms." Severus said impatiently. Duvessa smiled again, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
"She gave you a vision dear Severus." She spoke more softly as her form began to disappear.
"So it's true then?" Severus demanded standing up, and letting his excitement show. " I hadn't been sure at first, but it is going to happen?" He asked a little more urgently.
"Of course it will." Nothing was left of Duvessa, but her voice floating on the cool breeze. "I'll be back in time to she my granddaughter's birth."
A/N Well, that's the end. I know it doesn't' really do much, but uh…I was sort of hoping to leave some of my better ideas for the sequel. Yeah, I'm writing a sequel, even though I didn't get the 25 reviews. I got about 11 or 12 asking for the sequel. Thank you to everyone that responded so quickly. I just don't want to wait for the rest.
Expect to see the sequel up within a week or two, don't have a title yet, but it will most likely be Latin or French. I'll try and fill in the gaps I left in Oraculum. I know there were some unanswered questions.
BTW, if you have questions e-mail me and I'll make a note to either answer you e-mail or have it answered in the story at some point. Thanks to all the people who took time from their lives to read this. I hope you will be able to enjoy the sequel as much as this one.
Severus had things to do, he needed to watch over Hermione, and people seemed to stop by every day now. He was actually grateful for some of the company. Being alone and dwelling in ones thoughts could be...unwanted in such circumstances.
Severus sighed, got up from the chair and went to sit on the windowsill. Dumbledore had been the first to visit along with Harry. They brought welcomed news if not entirely cheerful. Voldemort showed no signs of being aware of anything really. There was a special wing added to Saint Mongo's where only aurors were allowed. No one was to enter except aurors and a few select people. Voldemort was guarded around the clock by no less than three aurors, if ever Voldemort was able to break out of his shell- like existence. His wand had been broken and burned, but he was not to be executed. Fudge believes he can do no harm, so he could remain living.
Minerva and several other members of the staff had come by as well to look in on Hermione's health. Unfortunately there is no change in her condition. She stays sleeping, which worries Severus to no end. She can't possibly go on like this, especially in her condition. Or was Hermione even pregnant? Severus brought his hand across his face, letting it rest over his mouth. Things are never what they seem.
"She's still asleep?" Severus' head whipped around to find the owner of the voice. Hovering a few feet from Hermione was a shimmering blue image of Duvessa. She was lightly caressing her daughter's hair, a thin light of blue passing over deep chocolate brown curls.
"I would ask how, but I am far too tired to hear the explanation." Severus said while carefully getting down from the windowsill. The image of Duvessa turned form her child to face him. She had a faint smile playing across her lips. "Why do you look so damn happy?" He grumbled. Duvessa's smile widened.
"No reason at all, my son." She answered all to sweetly. Severus shivered at being referred to as her...son. "You worry to much Severus. Hermione will be awake by tonight. She simply needed time to...recharge, I guess would be the best way to put it." Duvessa sat down by Hermione and gestured for Severus to join her. When he was sitting down as well she put her shimmering hand over his. He was shocked that it was warm, unlike the ghosts at Hogwarts. "I must thank you Severus. If you had not been so quick witted, Hermione may have been lost to us."
Severus turned his head to watch his sleeping wife. A life without her would be desolate. He wasn't even sure how he had known that she would need him. It was like a small voice, that was not his own had spoke to him. When he had touched Hermione he had actually been able to feel his magic leave him. Like water running through him into her, but something had been given to him at the same time. What was it?
"Duvessa, there is something I must ask..." Duvessa held her hand, already aware of what he was thinking.
"She had to give you something in return. Elves are fickle that way." Duvessa said with a light chuckle. Severus only looked more confused. "Shall I elaborate then?"
Severus nodded curtly. "Well, let me see. You gave Hermione a little of your magic for a while, right?" Severus nodded again. "Elves believe that when given something they must repay the debt. She probably didn't even realize she had done it."
"Yes, but what exactly did she do? I saw Hermione with a child in her arms." Severus said impatiently. Duvessa smiled again, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
"She gave you a vision dear Severus." She spoke more softly as her form began to disappear.
"So it's true then?" Severus demanded standing up, and letting his excitement show. " I hadn't been sure at first, but it is going to happen?" He asked a little more urgently.
"Of course it will." Nothing was left of Duvessa, but her voice floating on the cool breeze. "I'll be back in time to she my granddaughter's birth."
A/N Well, that's the end. I know it doesn't' really do much, but uh…I was sort of hoping to leave some of my better ideas for the sequel. Yeah, I'm writing a sequel, even though I didn't get the 25 reviews. I got about 11 or 12 asking for the sequel. Thank you to everyone that responded so quickly. I just don't want to wait for the rest.
Expect to see the sequel up within a week or two, don't have a title yet, but it will most likely be Latin or French. I'll try and fill in the gaps I left in Oraculum. I know there were some unanswered questions.
BTW, if you have questions e-mail me and I'll make a note to either answer you e-mail or have it answered in the story at some point. Thanks to all the people who took time from their lives to read this. I hope you will be able to enjoy the sequel as much as this one.