A/N: Here you go. Sorry for the delay!
Virginia sighed and rested her head in her hands. She was so tired, oh so very tired. But she had to continue; she had to keep going. A baby's cry irrupted into the night. It was her daughter, who was soon accompanied by her son.
Getting off the log she had been sitting on, Ginny moved to comfort her children, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her. Teresa smiled at her friend.
"I'll get it. I need the practice."
Ginny gave a light laugh. "Be my guest."
Teresa walked into Ginny's tent and comforted the children. After successfully getting them quiet, she sat on the nearby bed. Teresa sighed. It had been almost nine months; not that she was keeping track of the exact dates. But it was hard to forget when she had something reminding her daily.
Yes, Teresa was pregnant. And no, it was not Blaise's child. When Teresa was told two months into the war that she was pregnant, she was horrified. No one knew why precisely, but they did feel sorry for her. Blaise had comforted her and offered to be the baby's father. Teresa accepted.
She was horrified because she knew who the 'sperm donor' was. It was Voldemort. Teresa remembered the rapes. Each of the Death Eaters had said an incantation before raping her that kept her from being pregnant. Voldemort had not. Apparently, though he was not human enough to die or even look human, he was human enough to reproduce. Damn him.
But even that was not he worst of it. Teresa had seen the child's future. He would rise as Voldemort's heir and another war would start. The outcome of said war, Teresa could not see.
Teresa hoped to God that she could prevent the child's terrible future. Rubbing her bulging stomach lightly, Teresa felt the baby kick. She was due any day.
Teresa stood and walked out of the tent. Looking over at Ginny, she saw her and Draco sharing a precious moment. Teresa smiled at them and headed to her own tent.
Draco and Ginny were siting together. Ginny was rested up against Draco's strong chest. This was a rare and precious time. The war was horrible and it was leaning to Voldemort's side by just a bit. Already Neville had died and Charlie, her favorite brother, was on the brink of death. He had been so for nearly a day. Molly had not left his side, but being around her brother and seeing him in such pain was too much for Ginny.
Charlie had been subjected to the Cruciatus curse for almost two hours. It had almost broken his nerve system and caused too many problems to even list. The worst part was, Mr. Zabini had done it. Ginny made sure no one said anything to Blaise for she knew how bad he felt. And it was not his fault anyway.
As Ginny snuggled into Draco, she let go of all the problems she had, even if it was just for that one moment. Draco kissed her lightly on the lips and Ginny kissed his back.
When they parted, he smiled warmly down at her. "Have I told you lately that I love you?"
"Yes." Ginny smirked, something she was quickly mastering.
"Well, I do."
"And I love you."
They sat in silence for half an hour before five wizards apparated right in front of them. They all looked frightened and ran towards Cornelius Fudge, who was ten feet away. Bill Weasley was the one who spoke.
"Minister, they're coming for a direct attack. Voldemort's gathered more supporters. Zombies, dementors, werewolves, vampires, giants, and more! They're all coming to directly attack us."
Fudge paled. "Call an emergency meeting of everyone in this camp. I want them all here in five minutes."
Bill and the others nodded and ran off to get everyone. Ginny and Draco shared a sigh and went to help. This was bad, this was really bad. Ginny went to find Teresa.
She found her siting with Blaise on a log by the river. Teresa and Blaise stood when Ginny approached.
"What's wrong Gin?" Teresa asked.
"Voldemort is coming. He's going to full out attack us. There will be no mercy. He has werewolves, giants, vampires, and more! Teresa, you've got to come quick."
Teresa nodded and she and Blaise quickly got up. Calling Braveheart to her, Teresa had him kneel so she could mount him.
"I'll meet you three there."
Teresa squeezed Braveheart and rode off to the camp. She saw everyone present and soon after her arrival, Blaise, Ginny, and Draco arrived. Even Samson came. Fudge looked around gravely.
"As you all have heard, Voldemort will be here within a few hours. He has with him a procession so great that it will be five of them to one of us. I am asking anyone with a plan to come forward and share it."
There was a deadly silence. A few people began to speak, but quickly shut their mouths after rethinking their idea. Gwendolyn, who was on Teresa's left, looked at Teresa. They shared a knowing glance and the two stood.
"Minister, I have an idea. Our forest, the forest of the Veela, has more protection than this forest and I can cast a spell on it that will make it hard to find. We could take everyone here and transport him or her there. Most here can apparate and the few that can't shall ride on the backs of the unicorns, who can use their own magic."
Fudge sighed and nodded. "It is all we can do. We should move quickly. Everyone take only what you can carry. I need some people to go take care of the ones in the infirmary."
Teresa walked up to Samson as the others went to help the wizards in the infirmary. She looked up at him and spoke to him in the language of the unicorns.
"May we use your people to transport ours to the forest?"
"Of course. My people are going with you anyway so we might as well help."
"Thank you Samson."
"It is not a problem milady."
Samson galloped off to the other unicorns and Teresa turned around. She headed into the tent and readied the twins.
Meanwhile, Ginny and Draco were with Charlie in the infirmary. Mrs. Weasley was sobbing uncontrollably and the others looked stricken. Ginny looked to Bill, who was standing alone near by.
"Bill, what's wrong?"
"It's Charlie, Gin. He isn't going to make it. He's in extreme pain and he just fell into a comma. The spell that's keeping him alive is wearing off and Madam Pomfrey is at her wit's end. The only thing that could save him now is unicorn's blood and then he'd have a cursed life. Madam suggested giving him a potion to take away the pain and let him die peacefully."
Ginny lost the feeling in her legs and collapsed, but Draco caught her before she could hit the ground. Tears fell down her cheeks.
"There must be something else we could do. Something, anything. Draco, don't let him die. Save him, please, just don't let him die."
"Virginia, I can't do anything. No one can baby. I wish I could heal him, but it's impossible. His nerve system is shot. I don't think even a phoenix could help him."
Ginny's sobbed and Madam Pomfrey walked quietly up to the distraught family. Arthur was comforting Molly, Ron was sitting in a corner with Harry and Hermoine watching him and trying to cheer him up. Bill looked spaced out and Fred and George were attempting to wake Charlie up. Madame Pomfrey did not know whom to speak to.
Teresa walked in holding the twins. She called Blaise to her and he explained what was happening. She let her head drop and handed him the twins. Walking over to Ginny, she lifted her head.
"Virginia, what do you think Charlie would want? You were closest to him."
"He would want us to move on and let him go, but I can't Teresa. I can't just allow death to fall upon him. It would be my fault."
Teresa lightly kissed her forehead and walked over to the oldest Weasleys. "Molly, Arthur, do you think Charlie would want you to let him go and let him move on to a better place, a better life?"
Arthur nodded solemnly and Molly just sobbed a yes. Teresa knew that they would not like to make the decision either. Teresa used her right hand to lift Molly's chin. The plump woman was distraught and terribly tired.
"Molly, would you like me to make the decision for you? I can't imagine how hard this must be, but perhaps if you didn't make the final decision, it would be easier."
Molly nodded and Teresa left to speak to Madam Pomfrey as the Weasleys said their good byes. "Madam, I want you to make sure his death is painless. Will you take off the spell keeping him alive?"
Pomfrey nodded sadly and did as she was told. Charlie's lips formed a peaceful look, almost a smile, as he took his last breath. The Weasley clan cried for a while before Teresa told them they had to apparate. Teresa had Chastity apparate with Charlie's body and told her to have a Maiden prepare it for burial.
After all of the witches and wizards were in the forest and the camp was empty of all items of importance, Teresa apparated to her 'home' in the forest and laid on the Greek-style couch. Just as sleep was about to take her, she felt a sharp pain that was followed quickly by another. And then the unthinkable happened, her water broke.
"Gwendolyn, Destiny, Chastity, Morgan, come quick! I'm going into labor!"
Ginny, Blaise, Draco, and the others had overheard and ran to her side. Madam Pomfrey had also heard and came running. Destiny stopped the group, with the help of Chastity.
"Please, this is a Veela ritual. We deliver the children of our leaders for only a Veela may touch a future leader when they are first born. You must understand and stay back."
Ginny nodded, but Blaise and the Anastasios tried to push forward. Draco, Ginny, Snape, and the Malfoys all held them back. A scream pierced the air and Chastity and Destiny ran to their Lady's side. Morgan was by her feet with clean blankets and water to wash the babe. Gwendolyn stayed by Teresa's side and allowed her to squeeze the life out of her hand.
After only one hour, her baby came out and into Morgan's waiting hands. The baby cried and everyone smiled. He was gorgeous. There was not a resemblance to his biological father. His hair was dark brown and his body normal and an olive color. He was healthy and Morgan quickly washed him and wrapped him in a warm blanket. Just as she was about to hand Teresa her child, he opened his eyes.
Morgan gasped and nearly let go, but instinct told her not to do so. The child's eyes were red. Horrible reds like Voldemort's. Morgan looked to Teresa. Teresa saw the look of horror and knew what would happen if her child lived. Though still tired, she found the energy to speak.
"Kill it Morgan. Kill it now, before I change my mind."
Everyone was shocked. Gwendolyn spoke. "Milady, we can't. That would be murder and besides you don't know what you ask. You love this child, you are just upset that he is also Voldemort's."
"If you all do not wish the death of your children and grandchildren, I suggest you destroy that child. Please, just do it."
Blaise stepped forward and took his 'son' in his arms. Walking over to Teresa, he knelt beside her. He held the child to her and she took him.
"Do you really want to kill him, Teresa? Do you really want your son dead?"
Tears welled in Teresa's eyes. She knew what his being alive meant, but now that she had held him, she could not allow him to perish. She looked up at Blaise and smiled.
"No, it must just be as Gwen said. Forgive me?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Teresa ached when the child opened his eyes, those terrible red eyes. She suppressed a shudder at the thought of his future. As the baby yawned, Teresa's heart wen out to him. Gwendolyn smiled.
"What will his name be, milady?"
Teresa had already picked it. His blessing would be "May the dark one find hope and be a wise ruler."
"Dorjan Umed Raine will be his name."
Gwen smiled. "Dorjan Umed Raine Anastasio. Sounds wonderful to me."
"No Gwen, not Anastasio." Teresa smiled and grabbed Blaise's hand. "Zabini. Dorjan Umed Raine Zabini."
Teresa smiled down at her sleeping child. He looked so peaceful. She looked to Blaise and moved to hand him Raine. Blaise took him and kissed Teresa's temple. She smiled at him and fell into a deep sleep. In her sleep, she had yet another vision.
Teresa was standing beside two teenagers, both beautiful. They were hidden in the dark and obviously in an abandoned classroom in Hogwarts. Teresa could not see their eyes, but they could not see her for that matter. The girl had silver blonde hair, creamy skin, and a few light freckles adorned her nose. The boy had dark brown hair and a tan complexion with a muscular build. He held the girl's petite and regal figure in his arms.
"We can't keep meeting like this. Someone is bound to find out sooner or later, maybe we should just step out in the open." The girl looked to the boy expectantly.
He sighed and nuzzled her hair. "And what would they say if we did? Do you think they'd really agree with it?"
"Well, why not? We are both Slytherins. It wouldn't be unusual."
"And your friend Endora? What would she do? I know she would be unhappy to say the least."
"Endora has always wanted you, she'd just have to get over it. If she was truly my friend, she would put it aside."
"But I thought you said that she was infatuated, even crazy in love with me?"
"I did, but I'm sure she'd understand."
"Like hell she'd understand. But let's put that aside. Have you decided yet?"
"I don't know. You know I love you, but I can't just turn against my family."
"Your brother would follow you to the ends of the earth. He's closer to you than I am."
The girl smirked. "True, but I couldn't do that to him. It would be unfair. His dreams of being an Auror would be shot."
"I have to know where you stand Gwen. A revolution is coming, the revolution is coming. Will you be by my side, or fighting against me?"
"I could never fight against you. I love you Raine."
The boy raised his face and turned Gwen around. Teresa gasped when she saw his red eyes glint in the little bit of moonlight in the room.
"Then where do you stand Gwen, with me or against me?"
Gwen sighed and her chocolate eyes dulled a bit. "With you Raine, always with you."
"I love you too Gwen."
The two kissed briefly as Teresa's vision began to fade. Her mind was going haywire. She knew who those two were. They were Gwendolyn Teresa Malfoy, her namesake, and Raine Zabini, her son.
Teresa tried to wake up, but she found herself unable to. She was returning to the place she had visited so often in the past months, the field of Lady Rahabashi. As she felt herself headed there, her mind cried out.
"Oh my son, my Raine, why must you drag Gwendolyn into this? Why must things be this way?"
Teresa found herself standing in the flower-covered field. Lady Rahabashi stood tall and proud, as if waiting for her.
"You have come again Jahzara?"
"Yes Milady."
"Another vision?"
"Yes."
"And what was it of?"
"Lady Rahabashi, why do you ask questions to which you already know the answers?"
"Because, Lady Jahzara, I love to hear it from your perspective and it is just Rahabashi."
"Of course, but what does this mean? What must I do to prevent this?"
"Only the obvious, Jahzara."
"But Rahabashi, I am confused. The obvious thing was to have the child killed, but when I held him in my arms, I couldn't kill him."
"Jahzara, if he was born alive and in good health, do you not realize we have kept him alive for a reason? Every child has a destiny, but they also have a fate. You have seen Dorjan's destiny, but his fate can only be determined by him and seen after death."
"I know, but I also know that no chances can be taken. The wizarding world must survive, even if he does not."
Lady Rahabashi sighed and sat down on air, as if an invisible chair was under her. "Do what you must, dearest Jahzara, but do not repeat your mother's mistake. Have faith in all things that are living."
"Yes Lady Rahabashi."
Rahabashi and the field began to fade, but not before she said one last thing. "And Jahzara? Sometimes the obvious answer is the one you think is impossible, yet so simple."
Teresa was waking up before she could respond. Her eyes fluttered open. She surveyed her surroundings. The Maidens were tending to her child while Draco, Ginny, and Blaise stood around talking. They saw her awake and walked over to her side.
Blaise took Teresa's hand in his own and stroked her hair gently. She kissed their intertwined fingers and looked up at Ginny and Draco. She smiled sadly at her best friend. Ginny looked at her curiously.
"What's wrong Teresa?"
"I'm sorry Gin."
Ginny looked at Teresa confused. "What for?"
Teresa sighed, knowing she could never tell. It was not her job to speak of the future; it was her job to change it. Teresa smiled wearily at Ginny and Draco.
"Nothing Gin. It's not important."
"Are you sure? Because you know you could tell me anything."
"I know."
Teresa looked to the Maidens, who had been watching her intently. She stared into Morgan's eyes. The aged Maiden walked over to her, knowing what she wanted.
"The potion is almost ready Milady."
"Thank you Morgan."
Morgan nodded and walked off into the forest. Ginny, Draco, and Blaise looked curiously at Teresa. She merely smiled at them. Blaise squeezed her hand tightly.
"What's the potion for Teresa?"
"It's a recuperation potion. It will get me back on my feet."
Morgan returned and handed Teresa the potion. She downed it quickly and she instantly felt better. She began to stand and Blaise moved to help her, but she threw her hand up.
"I'm fine Blaise. Don't worry about me."
Looking at the Maidens, Teresa spoke. "How is he?"
"He's doing well, Milady." Destiny smiled at her and Teresa smiled back. It turned into a frown when she noticed Gwen and Chastity were missing.
"Where are Gwen and Chastity?"
"Scouting the forest, Milady. They went to stand guard for Voldemort's approach."
"Oh. Very well then."
Teresa grasped Blaise's hand again and the two walked into the forest to talk. The remaining Maidens also headed off, in the opposite direction, leaving Ginny and Draco. Ginny sat on the couch Teresa had previously been, Draco beside her.
"It's coming, isn't it? The end is drawing near, I can sense it. Draco, what will happen to the twins if we lose?"
Draco sighed. "They will either be killed or raised as Death Eaters or."
Draco shuddered. Ginny looked at him intently. "Or what?"
"Well, if Gwendolyn is beautiful, which I know she will be, the Death Eaters might, use her as someone to please their.desires."
Ginny gasped and shook her head. "No, no, no."
Draco took her and comforted her gently. "Don't worry, Gin. I'll never let that happen."
Ginny looked up at Draco and smiled, her eyes blazing with fire. "I know and neither would I."
Draco smirked. "I love your fire."
Ginny smirked back. "I know you do."
She leaned in and aggressively kissed him. He smiled into the kiss and gently pulled her onto his lap. She deepened the kiss and ran her hands through his hair. He pulled her closer to his body and wished he could take her then and there, but a voice interrupted them.
"If you're going to get your freak on, could you do it somewhere besides the open forest where innocent eyes could see?"
Ginny broke the kiss, much to Draco's disappointment, and laughed. She was staring at her best friend. Teresa was smiling and Blaise was laughing beside her. Draco merely rolled his eyes and sat up, with Ginny still in his lap.
"You have innocent eyes? Well than I must be a saint!"
Everyone laughed at this. It was true that Teresa, of all people, could not ever be considered innocent. A pounding of hooves interrupted their laughter as Chastity, followed closely by Gwendolyn, came riding on their horses into the clearing. They quickly dismounted and ran over to Teresa, breathless. Chastity was the first to speak.
"He's here, Lady Jahzara. Voldemort is here."
Everyone immediately stopped laughing. Teresa nodded her head and muttered an incantation under her breath. A dress different from the normal one appeared on her and her hair, instead of the usual braid, was hanging loosely. The dress had beautiful beaded breasts with flowing satin silk down the front covered with transparent silk georgette. It had ethereal flowing silk georgette sleeves.
(To see this dress-which is beautiful- go to fairyfashion.de/frame.html, click on wedding gowns and then click on The Angel)
"Halina mege yotu, yota comema, le purrala loh le unicorns."
Blaise, Draco, and Ginny looked confused, but the Maidens understood. Teresa was calling out to the unicorns, but not just any unicorn. She was calling to the purest of them all. In their language, she had said:
Come to me, my friend, the purest of the unicorns.
After a minute, a beautiful, white unicorn stepped out. She was incredible. Her mane was long and flawless and her coat was pure as freshly fallen snow. Her eyes were crystal blue and her horn was a dazzling gold.
(I'm going to use English from now on, but pretend that it's the unicorn language.)
Teresa spoke to her. "He is coming, the one we must not speak of. May I ride you to the forest's edge to perform the ancient ritual?"
"Of course, My Lady."
"Thank you and what is your name?"
"Aurora, My Lady. Samson is m father."
"Thank you, Aurora."
Aurora knelt and Teresa mounted her. As they rode to the forest's edge, they passed many Veela. Each, upon seeing Teresa, bowed deeply as she passed. Ginny, Blaise, Draco, and some others attempted to follow, but the Maidens would not let them get too close. When Teresa passed through the temporary Ministry campsite, she turned to Fudge while she rode by.
"Don't worry, Cornelius. Just do not send your men out to fight him. Everything is going to be fine."
Fudge was speechless and Teresa continued. Once she reached the forest's edge, she dismounted and stood right on the boarder. She saw Voldemort and the others coming closer. They were accompanied by a large procession.
With her palms facing up and arms outstretched by her sides, slowly, but surely, her arms came together over top of her head. As she brought her arms straight down, they paused in the praying position, then continued their way down to her sides. The golden glow made a dome over the forest. Keeping her eyes closed, Teresa concentrated on not letting the dome falter. Voldemort and his troops arrived and began throwing every curse and hex at the barrier.
Teresa did not notice the crowd that had gathered behind her. Blaise, the Weasleys, the Anastasios, the Malfoys, and everyone else were staring at her. Fudge stepped forward and Dumbledore smiled. He knew what she was doing. After a while, the barrier began breaking. People finally noticed the sweat pouring down Teresa's face.
Holes appeared in the barrier and hexes flew through. Before they could hit anyone, Teresa's eyes flew open. They were not emanating the red color of before, but a golden color and everyone marveled as her body glowed the same. A pained expression overtook her face, but the barrier was restored. The Death Eaters and the others were getting tired, but that was nothing compared to Teresa.
She nearly fell to the ground and, though some tried to rush to her, the unicorn Aurora stopped them. Teresa began to tremble and the earth shook as well. Some were thrown off their feet and with one last great ounce of energy, Teresa broke down the glow and shot it outwards, towards Voldemort's army. Many of them were either killed or knocked unconscious. The people behind Teresa rushed forward to battle Voldemort as Teresa crashed to the ground, too weak to even stay conscious.
A/N: Finally! Sorry it took so long, and so it won't take longer, I won't give the usual long list of thanks. So. THANK YOU EVERYONE SOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR REVIEWING! Ok. there might be two or three more chapters and then it will be done. So keep reviewing!
Virginia sighed and rested her head in her hands. She was so tired, oh so very tired. But she had to continue; she had to keep going. A baby's cry irrupted into the night. It was her daughter, who was soon accompanied by her son.
Getting off the log she had been sitting on, Ginny moved to comfort her children, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her. Teresa smiled at her friend.
"I'll get it. I need the practice."
Ginny gave a light laugh. "Be my guest."
Teresa walked into Ginny's tent and comforted the children. After successfully getting them quiet, she sat on the nearby bed. Teresa sighed. It had been almost nine months; not that she was keeping track of the exact dates. But it was hard to forget when she had something reminding her daily.
Yes, Teresa was pregnant. And no, it was not Blaise's child. When Teresa was told two months into the war that she was pregnant, she was horrified. No one knew why precisely, but they did feel sorry for her. Blaise had comforted her and offered to be the baby's father. Teresa accepted.
She was horrified because she knew who the 'sperm donor' was. It was Voldemort. Teresa remembered the rapes. Each of the Death Eaters had said an incantation before raping her that kept her from being pregnant. Voldemort had not. Apparently, though he was not human enough to die or even look human, he was human enough to reproduce. Damn him.
But even that was not he worst of it. Teresa had seen the child's future. He would rise as Voldemort's heir and another war would start. The outcome of said war, Teresa could not see.
Teresa hoped to God that she could prevent the child's terrible future. Rubbing her bulging stomach lightly, Teresa felt the baby kick. She was due any day.
Teresa stood and walked out of the tent. Looking over at Ginny, she saw her and Draco sharing a precious moment. Teresa smiled at them and headed to her own tent.
Draco and Ginny were siting together. Ginny was rested up against Draco's strong chest. This was a rare and precious time. The war was horrible and it was leaning to Voldemort's side by just a bit. Already Neville had died and Charlie, her favorite brother, was on the brink of death. He had been so for nearly a day. Molly had not left his side, but being around her brother and seeing him in such pain was too much for Ginny.
Charlie had been subjected to the Cruciatus curse for almost two hours. It had almost broken his nerve system and caused too many problems to even list. The worst part was, Mr. Zabini had done it. Ginny made sure no one said anything to Blaise for she knew how bad he felt. And it was not his fault anyway.
As Ginny snuggled into Draco, she let go of all the problems she had, even if it was just for that one moment. Draco kissed her lightly on the lips and Ginny kissed his back.
When they parted, he smiled warmly down at her. "Have I told you lately that I love you?"
"Yes." Ginny smirked, something she was quickly mastering.
"Well, I do."
"And I love you."
They sat in silence for half an hour before five wizards apparated right in front of them. They all looked frightened and ran towards Cornelius Fudge, who was ten feet away. Bill Weasley was the one who spoke.
"Minister, they're coming for a direct attack. Voldemort's gathered more supporters. Zombies, dementors, werewolves, vampires, giants, and more! They're all coming to directly attack us."
Fudge paled. "Call an emergency meeting of everyone in this camp. I want them all here in five minutes."
Bill and the others nodded and ran off to get everyone. Ginny and Draco shared a sigh and went to help. This was bad, this was really bad. Ginny went to find Teresa.
She found her siting with Blaise on a log by the river. Teresa and Blaise stood when Ginny approached.
"What's wrong Gin?" Teresa asked.
"Voldemort is coming. He's going to full out attack us. There will be no mercy. He has werewolves, giants, vampires, and more! Teresa, you've got to come quick."
Teresa nodded and she and Blaise quickly got up. Calling Braveheart to her, Teresa had him kneel so she could mount him.
"I'll meet you three there."
Teresa squeezed Braveheart and rode off to the camp. She saw everyone present and soon after her arrival, Blaise, Ginny, and Draco arrived. Even Samson came. Fudge looked around gravely.
"As you all have heard, Voldemort will be here within a few hours. He has with him a procession so great that it will be five of them to one of us. I am asking anyone with a plan to come forward and share it."
There was a deadly silence. A few people began to speak, but quickly shut their mouths after rethinking their idea. Gwendolyn, who was on Teresa's left, looked at Teresa. They shared a knowing glance and the two stood.
"Minister, I have an idea. Our forest, the forest of the Veela, has more protection than this forest and I can cast a spell on it that will make it hard to find. We could take everyone here and transport him or her there. Most here can apparate and the few that can't shall ride on the backs of the unicorns, who can use their own magic."
Fudge sighed and nodded. "It is all we can do. We should move quickly. Everyone take only what you can carry. I need some people to go take care of the ones in the infirmary."
Teresa walked up to Samson as the others went to help the wizards in the infirmary. She looked up at him and spoke to him in the language of the unicorns.
"May we use your people to transport ours to the forest?"
"Of course. My people are going with you anyway so we might as well help."
"Thank you Samson."
"It is not a problem milady."
Samson galloped off to the other unicorns and Teresa turned around. She headed into the tent and readied the twins.
Meanwhile, Ginny and Draco were with Charlie in the infirmary. Mrs. Weasley was sobbing uncontrollably and the others looked stricken. Ginny looked to Bill, who was standing alone near by.
"Bill, what's wrong?"
"It's Charlie, Gin. He isn't going to make it. He's in extreme pain and he just fell into a comma. The spell that's keeping him alive is wearing off and Madam Pomfrey is at her wit's end. The only thing that could save him now is unicorn's blood and then he'd have a cursed life. Madam suggested giving him a potion to take away the pain and let him die peacefully."
Ginny lost the feeling in her legs and collapsed, but Draco caught her before she could hit the ground. Tears fell down her cheeks.
"There must be something else we could do. Something, anything. Draco, don't let him die. Save him, please, just don't let him die."
"Virginia, I can't do anything. No one can baby. I wish I could heal him, but it's impossible. His nerve system is shot. I don't think even a phoenix could help him."
Ginny's sobbed and Madam Pomfrey walked quietly up to the distraught family. Arthur was comforting Molly, Ron was sitting in a corner with Harry and Hermoine watching him and trying to cheer him up. Bill looked spaced out and Fred and George were attempting to wake Charlie up. Madame Pomfrey did not know whom to speak to.
Teresa walked in holding the twins. She called Blaise to her and he explained what was happening. She let her head drop and handed him the twins. Walking over to Ginny, she lifted her head.
"Virginia, what do you think Charlie would want? You were closest to him."
"He would want us to move on and let him go, but I can't Teresa. I can't just allow death to fall upon him. It would be my fault."
Teresa lightly kissed her forehead and walked over to the oldest Weasleys. "Molly, Arthur, do you think Charlie would want you to let him go and let him move on to a better place, a better life?"
Arthur nodded solemnly and Molly just sobbed a yes. Teresa knew that they would not like to make the decision either. Teresa used her right hand to lift Molly's chin. The plump woman was distraught and terribly tired.
"Molly, would you like me to make the decision for you? I can't imagine how hard this must be, but perhaps if you didn't make the final decision, it would be easier."
Molly nodded and Teresa left to speak to Madam Pomfrey as the Weasleys said their good byes. "Madam, I want you to make sure his death is painless. Will you take off the spell keeping him alive?"
Pomfrey nodded sadly and did as she was told. Charlie's lips formed a peaceful look, almost a smile, as he took his last breath. The Weasley clan cried for a while before Teresa told them they had to apparate. Teresa had Chastity apparate with Charlie's body and told her to have a Maiden prepare it for burial.
After all of the witches and wizards were in the forest and the camp was empty of all items of importance, Teresa apparated to her 'home' in the forest and laid on the Greek-style couch. Just as sleep was about to take her, she felt a sharp pain that was followed quickly by another. And then the unthinkable happened, her water broke.
"Gwendolyn, Destiny, Chastity, Morgan, come quick! I'm going into labor!"
Ginny, Blaise, Draco, and the others had overheard and ran to her side. Madam Pomfrey had also heard and came running. Destiny stopped the group, with the help of Chastity.
"Please, this is a Veela ritual. We deliver the children of our leaders for only a Veela may touch a future leader when they are first born. You must understand and stay back."
Ginny nodded, but Blaise and the Anastasios tried to push forward. Draco, Ginny, Snape, and the Malfoys all held them back. A scream pierced the air and Chastity and Destiny ran to their Lady's side. Morgan was by her feet with clean blankets and water to wash the babe. Gwendolyn stayed by Teresa's side and allowed her to squeeze the life out of her hand.
After only one hour, her baby came out and into Morgan's waiting hands. The baby cried and everyone smiled. He was gorgeous. There was not a resemblance to his biological father. His hair was dark brown and his body normal and an olive color. He was healthy and Morgan quickly washed him and wrapped him in a warm blanket. Just as she was about to hand Teresa her child, he opened his eyes.
Morgan gasped and nearly let go, but instinct told her not to do so. The child's eyes were red. Horrible reds like Voldemort's. Morgan looked to Teresa. Teresa saw the look of horror and knew what would happen if her child lived. Though still tired, she found the energy to speak.
"Kill it Morgan. Kill it now, before I change my mind."
Everyone was shocked. Gwendolyn spoke. "Milady, we can't. That would be murder and besides you don't know what you ask. You love this child, you are just upset that he is also Voldemort's."
"If you all do not wish the death of your children and grandchildren, I suggest you destroy that child. Please, just do it."
Blaise stepped forward and took his 'son' in his arms. Walking over to Teresa, he knelt beside her. He held the child to her and she took him.
"Do you really want to kill him, Teresa? Do you really want your son dead?"
Tears welled in Teresa's eyes. She knew what his being alive meant, but now that she had held him, she could not allow him to perish. She looked up at Blaise and smiled.
"No, it must just be as Gwen said. Forgive me?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Teresa ached when the child opened his eyes, those terrible red eyes. She suppressed a shudder at the thought of his future. As the baby yawned, Teresa's heart wen out to him. Gwendolyn smiled.
"What will his name be, milady?"
Teresa had already picked it. His blessing would be "May the dark one find hope and be a wise ruler."
"Dorjan Umed Raine will be his name."
Gwen smiled. "Dorjan Umed Raine Anastasio. Sounds wonderful to me."
"No Gwen, not Anastasio." Teresa smiled and grabbed Blaise's hand. "Zabini. Dorjan Umed Raine Zabini."
Teresa smiled down at her sleeping child. He looked so peaceful. She looked to Blaise and moved to hand him Raine. Blaise took him and kissed Teresa's temple. She smiled at him and fell into a deep sleep. In her sleep, she had yet another vision.
Teresa was standing beside two teenagers, both beautiful. They were hidden in the dark and obviously in an abandoned classroom in Hogwarts. Teresa could not see their eyes, but they could not see her for that matter. The girl had silver blonde hair, creamy skin, and a few light freckles adorned her nose. The boy had dark brown hair and a tan complexion with a muscular build. He held the girl's petite and regal figure in his arms.
"We can't keep meeting like this. Someone is bound to find out sooner or later, maybe we should just step out in the open." The girl looked to the boy expectantly.
He sighed and nuzzled her hair. "And what would they say if we did? Do you think they'd really agree with it?"
"Well, why not? We are both Slytherins. It wouldn't be unusual."
"And your friend Endora? What would she do? I know she would be unhappy to say the least."
"Endora has always wanted you, she'd just have to get over it. If she was truly my friend, she would put it aside."
"But I thought you said that she was infatuated, even crazy in love with me?"
"I did, but I'm sure she'd understand."
"Like hell she'd understand. But let's put that aside. Have you decided yet?"
"I don't know. You know I love you, but I can't just turn against my family."
"Your brother would follow you to the ends of the earth. He's closer to you than I am."
The girl smirked. "True, but I couldn't do that to him. It would be unfair. His dreams of being an Auror would be shot."
"I have to know where you stand Gwen. A revolution is coming, the revolution is coming. Will you be by my side, or fighting against me?"
"I could never fight against you. I love you Raine."
The boy raised his face and turned Gwen around. Teresa gasped when she saw his red eyes glint in the little bit of moonlight in the room.
"Then where do you stand Gwen, with me or against me?"
Gwen sighed and her chocolate eyes dulled a bit. "With you Raine, always with you."
"I love you too Gwen."
The two kissed briefly as Teresa's vision began to fade. Her mind was going haywire. She knew who those two were. They were Gwendolyn Teresa Malfoy, her namesake, and Raine Zabini, her son.
Teresa tried to wake up, but she found herself unable to. She was returning to the place she had visited so often in the past months, the field of Lady Rahabashi. As she felt herself headed there, her mind cried out.
"Oh my son, my Raine, why must you drag Gwendolyn into this? Why must things be this way?"
Teresa found herself standing in the flower-covered field. Lady Rahabashi stood tall and proud, as if waiting for her.
"You have come again Jahzara?"
"Yes Milady."
"Another vision?"
"Yes."
"And what was it of?"
"Lady Rahabashi, why do you ask questions to which you already know the answers?"
"Because, Lady Jahzara, I love to hear it from your perspective and it is just Rahabashi."
"Of course, but what does this mean? What must I do to prevent this?"
"Only the obvious, Jahzara."
"But Rahabashi, I am confused. The obvious thing was to have the child killed, but when I held him in my arms, I couldn't kill him."
"Jahzara, if he was born alive and in good health, do you not realize we have kept him alive for a reason? Every child has a destiny, but they also have a fate. You have seen Dorjan's destiny, but his fate can only be determined by him and seen after death."
"I know, but I also know that no chances can be taken. The wizarding world must survive, even if he does not."
Lady Rahabashi sighed and sat down on air, as if an invisible chair was under her. "Do what you must, dearest Jahzara, but do not repeat your mother's mistake. Have faith in all things that are living."
"Yes Lady Rahabashi."
Rahabashi and the field began to fade, but not before she said one last thing. "And Jahzara? Sometimes the obvious answer is the one you think is impossible, yet so simple."
Teresa was waking up before she could respond. Her eyes fluttered open. She surveyed her surroundings. The Maidens were tending to her child while Draco, Ginny, and Blaise stood around talking. They saw her awake and walked over to her side.
Blaise took Teresa's hand in his own and stroked her hair gently. She kissed their intertwined fingers and looked up at Ginny and Draco. She smiled sadly at her best friend. Ginny looked at her curiously.
"What's wrong Teresa?"
"I'm sorry Gin."
Ginny looked at Teresa confused. "What for?"
Teresa sighed, knowing she could never tell. It was not her job to speak of the future; it was her job to change it. Teresa smiled wearily at Ginny and Draco.
"Nothing Gin. It's not important."
"Are you sure? Because you know you could tell me anything."
"I know."
Teresa looked to the Maidens, who had been watching her intently. She stared into Morgan's eyes. The aged Maiden walked over to her, knowing what she wanted.
"The potion is almost ready Milady."
"Thank you Morgan."
Morgan nodded and walked off into the forest. Ginny, Draco, and Blaise looked curiously at Teresa. She merely smiled at them. Blaise squeezed her hand tightly.
"What's the potion for Teresa?"
"It's a recuperation potion. It will get me back on my feet."
Morgan returned and handed Teresa the potion. She downed it quickly and she instantly felt better. She began to stand and Blaise moved to help her, but she threw her hand up.
"I'm fine Blaise. Don't worry about me."
Looking at the Maidens, Teresa spoke. "How is he?"
"He's doing well, Milady." Destiny smiled at her and Teresa smiled back. It turned into a frown when she noticed Gwen and Chastity were missing.
"Where are Gwen and Chastity?"
"Scouting the forest, Milady. They went to stand guard for Voldemort's approach."
"Oh. Very well then."
Teresa grasped Blaise's hand again and the two walked into the forest to talk. The remaining Maidens also headed off, in the opposite direction, leaving Ginny and Draco. Ginny sat on the couch Teresa had previously been, Draco beside her.
"It's coming, isn't it? The end is drawing near, I can sense it. Draco, what will happen to the twins if we lose?"
Draco sighed. "They will either be killed or raised as Death Eaters or."
Draco shuddered. Ginny looked at him intently. "Or what?"
"Well, if Gwendolyn is beautiful, which I know she will be, the Death Eaters might, use her as someone to please their.desires."
Ginny gasped and shook her head. "No, no, no."
Draco took her and comforted her gently. "Don't worry, Gin. I'll never let that happen."
Ginny looked up at Draco and smiled, her eyes blazing with fire. "I know and neither would I."
Draco smirked. "I love your fire."
Ginny smirked back. "I know you do."
She leaned in and aggressively kissed him. He smiled into the kiss and gently pulled her onto his lap. She deepened the kiss and ran her hands through his hair. He pulled her closer to his body and wished he could take her then and there, but a voice interrupted them.
"If you're going to get your freak on, could you do it somewhere besides the open forest where innocent eyes could see?"
Ginny broke the kiss, much to Draco's disappointment, and laughed. She was staring at her best friend. Teresa was smiling and Blaise was laughing beside her. Draco merely rolled his eyes and sat up, with Ginny still in his lap.
"You have innocent eyes? Well than I must be a saint!"
Everyone laughed at this. It was true that Teresa, of all people, could not ever be considered innocent. A pounding of hooves interrupted their laughter as Chastity, followed closely by Gwendolyn, came riding on their horses into the clearing. They quickly dismounted and ran over to Teresa, breathless. Chastity was the first to speak.
"He's here, Lady Jahzara. Voldemort is here."
Everyone immediately stopped laughing. Teresa nodded her head and muttered an incantation under her breath. A dress different from the normal one appeared on her and her hair, instead of the usual braid, was hanging loosely. The dress had beautiful beaded breasts with flowing satin silk down the front covered with transparent silk georgette. It had ethereal flowing silk georgette sleeves.
(To see this dress-which is beautiful- go to fairyfashion.de/frame.html, click on wedding gowns and then click on The Angel)
"Halina mege yotu, yota comema, le purrala loh le unicorns."
Blaise, Draco, and Ginny looked confused, but the Maidens understood. Teresa was calling out to the unicorns, but not just any unicorn. She was calling to the purest of them all. In their language, she had said:
Come to me, my friend, the purest of the unicorns.
After a minute, a beautiful, white unicorn stepped out. She was incredible. Her mane was long and flawless and her coat was pure as freshly fallen snow. Her eyes were crystal blue and her horn was a dazzling gold.
(I'm going to use English from now on, but pretend that it's the unicorn language.)
Teresa spoke to her. "He is coming, the one we must not speak of. May I ride you to the forest's edge to perform the ancient ritual?"
"Of course, My Lady."
"Thank you and what is your name?"
"Aurora, My Lady. Samson is m father."
"Thank you, Aurora."
Aurora knelt and Teresa mounted her. As they rode to the forest's edge, they passed many Veela. Each, upon seeing Teresa, bowed deeply as she passed. Ginny, Blaise, Draco, and some others attempted to follow, but the Maidens would not let them get too close. When Teresa passed through the temporary Ministry campsite, she turned to Fudge while she rode by.
"Don't worry, Cornelius. Just do not send your men out to fight him. Everything is going to be fine."
Fudge was speechless and Teresa continued. Once she reached the forest's edge, she dismounted and stood right on the boarder. She saw Voldemort and the others coming closer. They were accompanied by a large procession.
With her palms facing up and arms outstretched by her sides, slowly, but surely, her arms came together over top of her head. As she brought her arms straight down, they paused in the praying position, then continued their way down to her sides. The golden glow made a dome over the forest. Keeping her eyes closed, Teresa concentrated on not letting the dome falter. Voldemort and his troops arrived and began throwing every curse and hex at the barrier.
Teresa did not notice the crowd that had gathered behind her. Blaise, the Weasleys, the Anastasios, the Malfoys, and everyone else were staring at her. Fudge stepped forward and Dumbledore smiled. He knew what she was doing. After a while, the barrier began breaking. People finally noticed the sweat pouring down Teresa's face.
Holes appeared in the barrier and hexes flew through. Before they could hit anyone, Teresa's eyes flew open. They were not emanating the red color of before, but a golden color and everyone marveled as her body glowed the same. A pained expression overtook her face, but the barrier was restored. The Death Eaters and the others were getting tired, but that was nothing compared to Teresa.
She nearly fell to the ground and, though some tried to rush to her, the unicorn Aurora stopped them. Teresa began to tremble and the earth shook as well. Some were thrown off their feet and with one last great ounce of energy, Teresa broke down the glow and shot it outwards, towards Voldemort's army. Many of them were either killed or knocked unconscious. The people behind Teresa rushed forward to battle Voldemort as Teresa crashed to the ground, too weak to even stay conscious.
A/N: Finally! Sorry it took so long, and so it won't take longer, I won't give the usual long list of thanks. So. THANK YOU EVERYONE SOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR REVIEWING! Ok. there might be two or three more chapters and then it will be done. So keep reviewing!