Chapter 23: The End of the Beginning
Draco pulled Hermione away and held her at arm's length. "Are you joking?"
"No. I nearly fainted when Madame Pomfrey told me this last week and I was waiting to tell you this, but since I had to plan Harry's demise, well, I guess I kind of forgot." Hermione said. "Anyway, I'm really happy. I'm having a baby! We're going to be parents!"
Draco turned even paler than he usually was. "I'm having Voldemort's grandchild. Mother and Father are going to be grandparents. Mother will be thrilled. She'll kill us."
Hermione smirked. "And I'm sure that Lucius won't object to this, if he is the loyal servant of my father that he claims to be. I'm having the Dark Lord's grandchild and in turn, another Heir of Slytherin will soon be born and I can continue Father's evil through the crossing of our noble bloodlines."
"I hope that you're right, because I have to tell father right away." Draco said, wondering if he could get a coffin and funeral cheap.
Hermione giggled. "C'mon, let's get out of here. I'm sure that old Dumbledore will figure that Harry died slaying the basilisk and Ron was killed before Harry got there. No one will ever suspect that you and I had anything to do with this. After all, you're the only one who knows about me being the Heiress of Slytherin."
And arm and arm, Draco and Hermione left the girl's bathroom to head back to their common room, unaware that Harry ad Ron's ghosts were watching them from up above .
"Can you believe that, Harry?" Ron asked. "She killed us! And she's Voldemort's daughter!"
"I can't believe that Voldemort even had kids." Harry muttered, "I guess that it must be possible for him to fall in love."
"I suppose you're right." Ron said. He still looked unhappy. " I wonder what's going to happen to them now."
"I don't know, Ron, but whatever it is, I hope that they're really happy together."
"As much as I hate to agree with you, I have to say that that's a really nice thing for you to say. And I hope that they're happy too."
THE END
(well, not quite, there's an epilogue coming)
Draco pulled Hermione away and held her at arm's length. "Are you joking?"
"No. I nearly fainted when Madame Pomfrey told me this last week and I was waiting to tell you this, but since I had to plan Harry's demise, well, I guess I kind of forgot." Hermione said. "Anyway, I'm really happy. I'm having a baby! We're going to be parents!"
Draco turned even paler than he usually was. "I'm having Voldemort's grandchild. Mother and Father are going to be grandparents. Mother will be thrilled. She'll kill us."
Hermione smirked. "And I'm sure that Lucius won't object to this, if he is the loyal servant of my father that he claims to be. I'm having the Dark Lord's grandchild and in turn, another Heir of Slytherin will soon be born and I can continue Father's evil through the crossing of our noble bloodlines."
"I hope that you're right, because I have to tell father right away." Draco said, wondering if he could get a coffin and funeral cheap.
Hermione giggled. "C'mon, let's get out of here. I'm sure that old Dumbledore will figure that Harry died slaying the basilisk and Ron was killed before Harry got there. No one will ever suspect that you and I had anything to do with this. After all, you're the only one who knows about me being the Heiress of Slytherin."
And arm and arm, Draco and Hermione left the girl's bathroom to head back to their common room, unaware that Harry ad Ron's ghosts were watching them from up above .
"Can you believe that, Harry?" Ron asked. "She killed us! And she's Voldemort's daughter!"
"I can't believe that Voldemort even had kids." Harry muttered, "I guess that it must be possible for him to fall in love."
"I suppose you're right." Ron said. He still looked unhappy. " I wonder what's going to happen to them now."
"I don't know, Ron, but whatever it is, I hope that they're really happy together."
"As much as I hate to agree with you, I have to say that that's a really nice thing for you to say. And I hope that they're happy too."
THE END
(well, not quite, there's an epilogue coming)
