Chapter Six-Juliet's Mother

Summary- It has been about eight months and no one has heard from Hermione, and it seems as though no one misses her. Harry and Ron have each been married since school let out and they still bear a grudge for their old friend. Hermione is leading another life, away from the man who used her and broke her heart, and has a terrible secret. Draco Malfoy is the present heir to the Malfoy fortune and is unhappily married to Pansy Parkinson Malfoy. He still has haunting dreams of another love. Around eight months after graduation, Pansy and Draco come across something extraordinary, which links them to the last person they had in mind.

Pairing- Ron Wesley and Lavender Brown Weasley, Harry Potter and Parvati Patil Potter, and at the beginning- Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson Malfoy, but subject to change.

Spoilers-

Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone,

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets,

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban,

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

Disclaimer-I do not claim to own any of the characters from the Harry Potter series. They all belong to Ms. Rowling. Don't sue, I have a disclaimer and I'm not afraid to use it!

Previously- "Hello." Hermione said warmly to the three students, but quickly inhaled a breath when she realized who she was looking at. "Hello Professor." The students replied, startled that she advanced so nicely to them. "My goodness." Hermione said faintly, taking a seat behind her desk once more. "Professor?" James asked, hearing her. "What's wrong?" "Oh, nothing, nothing at all." Hermione was slightly startled he had heard her. "I was just thinking that you all look remarkably like your fathers." The three youths looked at one another, and Ryan said, "You knew our fathers?" Hermione looked at them sadly. "Yes, once a long while ago, I knew your fathers…your mothers as well." Hermione snapped out of it and cleared her throat. "Now, kindly take a seat, I shall begin class as soon as your classmates arrive."

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Its the first time I ever felt this lonely
I wish someone could cure this pain
Its funny when you think its gonna work out
Till you chose weed over me, you're so lame
I thought you were cool until the point
But up until the point you didn't call me
When you said you would
I finally figured out you're all the same
Always coming up with some kind of story
Every time I try to make you smile
You're always feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh
You can't
You're too tough
You think you're loveless
Is that too much that I'm asking for?
I thought you'd come around when I ignored you
So I thought you'd have the decency to change
But babe, I guess you didn't take that warning
'Cause I'm not about to look at your face again
Can't you see that you lie to yourself
You can't see the world through a mirror
It wont be too late when the smoke clears
'Cause I, I am still here
But every time I try to make you smile
You'd always grow up feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh
You stand like a stone
Alone in your zone
Is it too much that I'm asking for?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Can't find where I am
Lying here
Alone I fear
Afraid of the dark
No one to claim
Alone again
Can't you see that you lie to yourself
You can't see the world through a mirror
It wont be too late when the smoke clears
'Cause I, I am still here
Every time I try to make you smile
You're always feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh
You can't
You're too tough
You think you're loveless
It was too much that I'm asking for

(Avril Lavigne- too much)

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"Thank you everyone, for giving me a very enjoyable first lesson." Hermione said to her class. "I think each of your houses deserve an extra five points, don't you agree?" She was met with a wave of 'yes's' from her young first years, and dismissed them.

Hermione was pleased with herself, the lesson had gone quite smoothly, and she thought that her students liked her enough, which was a definite plus.

"Professor Granger?" Hermione snapped out of her thoughts and the same three Gryffindors as before where standing in front of her, looking a lot less tense then they had been at the beginning of class.

"Yes James?" She asked the raven haired boy. "Professor, you said you knew our parents." James continued, and Hermione felt a small lump grow in her throat. "Yes I did, was there something you needed?" "Well, you made our dorm password 'snuffles' and well, I know someone who went by that name, but only four people knew about it." "Who were those people, James?" Hermione said, then mentally kicked herself, why was she egging him on? "Well, dad said Professor Dumbledor knew, and Ron's dad and my dad know. There was one more person but my dad never told me who. Do you know who snuffles is?" Hermione looked at him, debating whether to tell him or not. Sirius had his charges dropped after the arrest of Peter Pettigrew, so the codename 'Snuffles' wasn't needed, but still, the memories. "I know that Snuffles was a code name your father and his friends used when they where in school for Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, if that is what you are asking, Mr. Potter." Ryan and James gave each other another look. "You said 'friends', Professor, who else knew?" Hermione looked at him, then decided to just go ahead. "I was the other friend, Mr. Potter, now, if you will excuse me, I have another class coming, and you have potions. Good day."

Hermione turned to the paperwork on her desk, ignoring the curious stares from the students, until a girls voice broke in. "Professor?" She asked timidly. "Yes, Miss Malfoy?" Hermione was becoming a little more annoyed, and slightly sadded. "I was wondering Professor, could I borrow that book?" Hermione immediately softened to the small blonde girl, who was pointing to Hogwarts: A History on her desk. "Oh!" Hermione said with a hint of excitement in her voice. "Of course you may dear, that was my favorite book when I was your age…still is as a matter of fact." "I'll be sure to bring it back in perfect condition, Professor." The girl thanked Hermione as she slipped the book into her bag, which was already starting to show signs of strain. "wow, they do remind me of us at their age." Hermione thought back to all she had experienced. She quickly got herself straightened out for her next class.

She had third year Gryffindors and Slytherins this class, and was remembering what Severus had said about Mark Flint. "Ok class, please take your seats." She addressed the 3rd years, and they complied. She noticed that the Gryffindors and the Slytherins where separated. "Ok everyone, I don't think this seating arrangement is going to work." She decided she was going to have them all mingle with each other. "I know Gryffindor and Slytherin aren't the most compatible houses, but in this classroom you are to be civil with one another, and work together. Now I want you each to find a partner from a different house and take a seat with that person.

Hermione noticed a lot of the Slytherins giving her evil looks, but paid them no mind, until one pair caught their eye. "Ah yes, you two Slytherins." She looked at her paper. "Mark Flint and Aaron Lestrange, you need to find partners in Gryffindor, did you think I would not notice your Slytherin uniforms?" "Yes we did, Professor." Mark Flint said in a very cocky voice. "Your just a mudblood, why are you even allowed to teach here?" Hermione shot a look at him and half the class gasped at his use of the word at a professor. "Ah yes, I suppose you really are Marcus's son." The boy smirked. "Too bad my new friend Professor Snape never liked your father, nor I for that matter. Lets see, for use of an uncivil tongue directed at a Professor, I believe 30 points from Slytherin, and, ah yes, you shall serve a detention tonight with Professor Snape cleaning the first years cauldrons, and tomorrow night a detention with Mr. Filch. I can safely assume you know whom both of those men are? Good."

The entire class was dumbstruck at their new Professors curtness and resemblance to Professor McGonagall. Hermione smiled inwardly, she was to establish herself as someone who was not to be crossed with. The rest of the class went off without a hitch, even Mark Flint didn't utter another word.

"thank you class, you have your assignments, I expect it in two weeks." Hermione dismissed her students with a smile. "Ahh, time for lunch." She said to herself, and she left her room for the Great Hall.

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"Wasn't transfiguration great?" Juliet was saying to her two friends. "Yea, but potions is going to be a bit of a bother." James said grumpily. Snape still preferred the Slytherins, just out of habit. "It's alright James." Ryan said. "He doesn't seem as bad as he was when out parents had him." Juliet then thought of something. "James, Ryan?" She asked, as they sat down at the Gryfindor table. "Yea?" Ryan asked. "I just remembered something. The sorting hat said that my mother was in Gryffindor…He was debating whether to put me in 'fathers Slytherin, or mothers Gryffindor.' But I know my mum was in Slytherin! My mum and dad met in Hogwarts and where in the same year! I don't get it." Juliet was clearly confused, and a little distraught. Ryan and James started to come up with ideas to help her.

"Maybe we can get the sorting hat to tell you!"

"No! Lets ask Professor Dumbledor!"

"That wont work, he wouldn't tell us! Write your dad Jul!"

"Wait!" James got excited. "Professor Granger said she went to school with all our parents, maybe she knows! She knew about Sirius's codename, she's really smart!" He grinned at Ryan and Juliet, expecting praise. "Er, James?" Juliet looked at him doubtfully. "How do you suppose we ask her? Just go up to her and say, 'Hey Professor, the sorting hat told me my mum was in Gryffindor, did you know her?' I don't think that's going to work." They sat and ate in silence for a few minutes, then Ryan dropped his fork. "Hey! Remember what was under that book you borrowed, Jul? Wasn't that a yearbook? Why don't one of us go as see if we can get any clues?" "Maybe." James said thoughtfully. "Or! Why don't we owl our dads Ry? Maybe they could tell us more about Julie's dad." Julie looked at them, a little scared. "I thought your dad didn't like Malfoy's." She said. "Don't worry Jul." James assured her. "Our dads are sure to like you after we tell them your nothing like what he said you're dad was like, and he might even be able to help us" He grinned and she laughed. "Ok guys, you better get writing." James nodded and rummaged through his bag, and brought out a piece of parchment, a quill, and some black ink. Then he started to ferociously scribble:

Dear dad and mum,

How are the two of you doing without me around? Relaxing I'm sure. You'll be glad to know that I made Gryffindor, and so did Ryan. You can tell uncle Ron that. Also, we made a new friend! He name is Juliet Malfoy. Ok, before you get all upset at me, she's not like what you said her family is like. She's in Gryffindor! And she's really nice. I don't know why you hated her dad, if he's anything like her. Anyway, I was wondering, Juliet said that when she was sorted, the hat told her that her mum was in Gryffindor, but she swears that she was in Slytherin, her mum's name is Patsy or some weird name. Could you or Uncle Ron tell us anything about it? Did Juliet's dad date anyone else besides her mum in school? Juliet's kinda confused, and I don't blame her. Oh yea, we have a new head of house, she's a lot younger then the other teachers, about you and mums age. She's a really good teacher, and she's nice. Professor Snape isn't as bad as you said he used to be, but he still likes the Slytherins better. Well, please reply! We'll be waiting!

Love,

Your son James.

James reread the letter and deemed it satisfactory, and the three friends headed up to the owlry to send it to James's parents.

"Are you sure your dad will want to help me?" Juliet said uncertainly. They where in the owlry, and James was fastening the letter to his owls leg. After telling his owl who to send the letter to, James turned around and said, "I think he will, he always tells me I have good judgment in people's character, maybe he'll trust me on this one." "I hope so." Juliet said. "I really hope so."

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"Harry dear, look, it's James's owl." Parvati Potter said to her husband. Harry looked over at the window, where the white owl was entering through. "Oh yes, It's probably telling us which house our son is in." Harry opened the letter and smiled at the first part, then sat up straight, and immediately went over to the fireplace and floo'ed to Ron Weasley's house. Leaving a very startled Parvati at their kitchen table.

"Harry!" A very startled Ron Weasey said to the figure that just appeared out of the fireplace. "Ron, look, I need to talk to you." Harry said to Ron, who was feeding his baby. Ron nodded and handed the small child to Lavender, and the two men went outside into the garden to talk. "Look what my son sent me." Harry said gravely, and handed Ron the letter. Ron smiled when he came upon the part about his son making Gryffindor, then the smile was quickly replaced by a frown then a gasp. He set the letter down and said, "Our boys are friends with a Malfoy?" Harry nodded. "James claims she is different, and although I trust my son whole heartedly, I can hardly begin to trust a Malfoy, you know what their family is like. That child is of Draco, and I do not trust that." Ron looked at the letter again. "Pansy was in Slytherin, Harry." He said simply, trying to block out the idea that was forming in his head. "The sorting hat doesn't lie, Ron." Harry said, his eyebrows furrowed together in a very worried look. "But Harry, How could Draco have a Gryfindor child? How is that possible?" "Ron, do you member that day?" Ron looked at him, his eyes glazed over in sadness.

***Flashback***

Harry and Ron where sitting in the Gryffindor common room, playing another game of chess, which Ron was mercilessly beating Harry at, when a loud noise startled them out of their concentration. "Hermione?" Ron jumped up and put his arms around the crying girl, the girl he had been in love with for four years now. "Leave me alone Ron." And the girl ran up into the head girl chambers, that where connected to the common room.

"What was that all about?" Harry was at Ron's side, and asked that worriedly. "I don't know Harry, why don't we go down to breakfast and give her some room?" "Ok." The green eyed boy replied.

Down in the Great Hall the room was buzzing with astonishing news that everyone knew about. Over at the Slytherin table, Harry and Ron both noticed that Malfoy wasn't there. When they sat down, Seamus and Dean both looked at them with a look of anger and sadness in their face. "What's wrong?" Ron asked his friends, as he took a piece of toast for himself. "You don't know?" Seamus asked, astonished. "Know what?" Harry asked curiously. "Pansy Parkinson just walked into the hall and announced that Malfoy finally fucked Hermione Granger. She was going off about how he had won some bet." Harry and Ron looked at each other and gasped. "That's what Hermione was crying!" They said at the same time. "That's not all." Dean said. "Parkinson also told everyone that she did it willingly, and Malfoy was saying that Mione actually said she loved him!" Ron now looked hurt, and all the Gryffindor boys picked up on it. "That bastard." He said simply. "How could Hermione do that? She has no sense! Smart my ass! How could she do this to me?" Harry was saying things similar to that. "How could she fuck Malfoy? This isn't happening! Hermione isn't some Slytherin slut! She's acting like one though, now she's just another one of Malfoy's whores!" Dean and Seamus looked at each other. It was a common known fact that Ron had a thing for Hermione, and that Harry was just like a protective brother. Seamus was startled to see Harry and Ron seething with anger, as they ran out of the Great Hall.

Harry and Ron where going to find Malfoy and make him pay. Soon they saw him walking through the dungeons, on his way to his common rooms. "Malfoy!" Ron said, the Weasley anger showing though, his face as redder than his hair. "Yea, what do you morons want?" Malfoy looked as though he was in a terrible mood, but that didn't stop either Harry or Ron. "You fucking bastard!" Ron was nearly to Draco. He was also a few good inches taller then the blonde boy. What Ron did surprised both Draco and Harry, although it really shouldn't have. Ron hit Malfoy square in the jaw and connected with a very satisfying crunch. Draco fell down, and Ron said. "That hurt? Good." He spat on Malfoy and walked away, Harry took one look at the blonde boy and followed Ron, disgust showing in his brilliant emerald eyes.

"We need to talk to Hermione Ron." Harry said gently. "About what?" Ron spat angrily "she showed us where her loyalties lie. Unless you want her to spell it out to you? No, I'm not talking to her again, I think she proved that we aren't worth more then Malfoy to her." Harry looked sadly at his friend, but agreed. If Hermione choose Malfoy over them, then there was nothing they could do.

***End Flashback***

"That was the last time we really talked to her." Harry thought sadly. "Did we make a mistake?" "Harry?" The twenty-nine year old Ron said to his friend. "Yes?" "You don't think that that Malfoy child…" Ron could barely bring himself to say the words. "I don't know Ron," Harry said gravely. "But I think we may want to pay Dumbledor a visit."

(A/N)

Ohh, I'm having a whopping good time. Lol. I have a long weekend so you may be getting another chapter soon. I keep having to reread everything I type because instead of Ryan and James I keep putting Ron and Harry! Ahhhh, same with Juliet/Hermione, but since Hermione already has a large part, its not as hard. So yea..anyway. Its also hard to keep them in an eleven year old mind, does that make sense? I'm writing another story now too, called 'When love and hate collide' and the regular gang are all in a 15 year olds mind set, and of course theres lots of sexual references anf flirting…its really hard to keep Ryan, James, and Juliet in an eleven year old mind, but still make sure that I get across the fact that they DO know where babies come from, *ahem* and such, or else they would just think, like, the stork made a boo boo. Anyway… thank you to ALL my reviewers. I'm going to start replying to you all, starting with everyone who reviewed the last chapter (6) and I'll reply to all of you as you review…so lets get started!

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