A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to come up with a new chapter, but I was
so swamped that it wasn't possible to get it out sooner! So, here you go
and please review. This will probably be the last chapter, but I hope you
like it! I might add one more chapter, so check back once more after this.
Teresa awoke a few hours later. She was still lying on the ground, but Aurora shielded her from the danger of the battle brewing outside of the forest. Teresa slowly stood and took out her wand. The dress was torn and it would have been difficult to fight in.
Teresa quietly said an incantation and her outfit changed to a black one. Her shirt came halfway down her abdomen and her pants rode low on her hips. Teresa's hair hung limply as she stepped onto the battlefield.
Ginny was growing weary. It had been nearly four hours and still the battle drug on. She jumped over a body as she deflected a curse. Virginia could barely stand. She had already been hit with quite a few curses and the smell of death was everywhere.
Three hours later, things were still the same, except Teresa fought by her side. A giant rushed the two and Ginny ran out of his way. Teresa flipped backwards and landed gracefully on her feet. The two women began shouting curses at the giant and eventually, Ginny levitated a tree and flung it into the giant, knocking him out.
A vampire was soon upon Ginny's back. She grabbed his head and threw him off of her. He hissed as Virginia tried cursing him. The curse missed and Ginny let loose a swear word.
"Damn."
Suddenly, she was thrown onto the ground and pulled up roughly. The vampire held her hands behind her back and was moving in for the kill.
"Such a pretty little thing. You'll make a great meal."
When he was an inch away, the vampire suddenly shrieked and crumbled into dust. Ginny whipped around and saw Teresa standing behind her with a stake in hand. Ginny smiled her thanks and the two separated. They had not gone far when Teresa noticed a band of Death Eaters dragging an unconscious Ron in an alcove hidden partially by the forest.
Harry also noticed and he was after them in a flash. Teresa glanced around and noticed that Voldemort was no where in sight. A strange feeling came over her and Teresa looked to her left. It seemed that Draco too had noticed Voldemort's disappearance and Harry's departure. The two shared a look. Draco ran to her side.
"Think we should follow?"
Teresa nodded grimly. "I've got a feeling he'll need the help."
Draco and Teresa ran off to the area where they had last seen Harry. Eventually, they entered a clearing and saw Harry hovering over Ron's body. He was outnumbered and Harry immediately cursed knowing it was a trap. Draco and Teresa ducked behind a bush before they could be seen.
"So, Potter, the time has come. We must both face our destinies. It was prophesied that we could not live together. A pity, for you would have made a most admirable follower."
"I'd never follow you. I'd never be your lackey."
Voldemort sneered. "Say goodbye Potter."
The two raised their wands and began to curse the other. Silently, Teresa used her Veela powers to put a golden barrier around Harry. Voldemort's Avada Kedavra bounced off the barrier while Harry's Expelliarmus knocked Voldemort off his feet. His followers quickly helped him up as Harry looked around for the source of his protection.
Teresa and Draco jumped out of the bushes and stood by Harry's side. Draco stood on the left and Teresa on the right. Voldemort sneered at the two. He was standing again and almost shaking with rage.
"Of course, the traitorous Draco Malfoy. You've traded in a life of glory for a life of shame. I never thought even you would sink as low as dating a Weasley, the filthy, mudblood lovers. And what a wench she is. Ginny was quite easy to break, a weakling. She was an easy one to possess."
Draco was seething with anger and moved to step forward, but Harry tightly gripped his arm. "Don't take the bait Draco."
Though it was the first time Harry had called Draco by his first name, no one noticed. Voldemort turned to Harry.
"And you Potter. Even a half-blood such as you could find a respectable girlfriend instead of that defiled mudblood."
"You should talk. You're a half-blood too."
Voldemort sneered. "Once I kill you, I'll have a great joy in breaking her."
Harry was raging inside, but knew he had to stand his ground. He glared at Voldemort and was ready to make a reply when Voldemort spoke to Teresa.
"But you will be the most fun to kill. Your mother had the same sprit. She never really liked taking orders from me, though she hid it. And your father was a coward. The only brave thing he ever did in his pathetic life was die trying to save her and what a waste that was."
Teresa clenched her jaw together and then spoke. "You'll regret that."
Voldemort let loose a cruel laugh. "But I must say that you were not half as satisfying to have as your mother was. You know what my Death Eaters called her? Aphrodite was her name and to spend the night in her bed was beyond imagination. Though I must say she wasn't very particular."
Teresa leaped forward and Harry was barely able to hold her back. Her eyes flashed a dangerous red and wings sprouted from her back. She turned hideous as her inner-Veela lashed out in anger. Harry and Draco tried to calm her down and it was only a second or two before she was back to normal.
"This has gone on long enough."
He snapped his fingers and the Death Eaters advanced. Teresa put up a barrier to protect the three and Ron. Draco advised Harry exactly where and with what to hit the Death Eaters. He had, after all, been taught by and with them. He knew their weaknesses.
It was nearly half an hour when the last Death Eater collapsed. Most had been stunned, but Avada Kedavra had killed a few. Teresa had lashed out at them with anger beyond imagination at Voldemort's statement. Finally, Harry and Voldemort were facing each other, ready to duel.
Teresa took down her shield, knowing that the two had to fight on their own. She knelt by Ron's side and woke him as Harry and Voldemort exchanged curses. Teresa bit her lip and exchanged a look with Draco. They both knew that Harry's Avada Kedavra would not kill Voldemort.
Harry did not have enough anger stored. Teresa knew what she was about to do was cruel, but she also knew she had to do it. Whispering her plan quickly to Draco, he nodded in agreement. Draco moved to help Ron up as Teresa stepped forward.
Various wizards gathered around the alcove, some Death Eaters and some good. All had come to see the final battle. Teresa could smell the death around her. She saw Ginny cling to Draco and lightly squeeze her brother's hand out of the corner of her eye. Teresa watched her siblings and friends watch the two wizards intently.
Then Teresa accessed a power that only the leaders of the Veela were able to use. She filled Harry's heads with images, sounds. Harry was too focused to let them deter him, but it would be enough to anger him. Teresa saw Hermoine look gravely at her boyfriend and silently asked for her forgiveness.
Harry saw images pour in his head as he battled Voldemort. First, visions of all of his awful years with the Dursleys, then the death of Cedric Diggory. His mother's scream filled his mind. Lastly, he saw Sirius die all over again right before his eyes and then he heard that blood-curling cackle. The one belonging to the man, if he could be called that, standing in front of him.
Voldemort hit Harry with an Imperius curse, but Harry fought it and screamed out as he saw a final vision of Hermoine's mangled body in his mind. True, that one had not really happened, but Teresa knew that particular vision would give him more of an incentive than probably anything else would.
She stumbled backwards from exhaustion and was caught by Draco, whose quick reflexes and closeness allowed himself to catch her in time. As he supported her, they watched as Harry shot the killing curse at Voldemort with such force that even the dead seemed to shudder.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
The green beam struck Voldemort and he froze. Shock was written all over his face as he fell to the ground, dead. Everyone was surprised and not even his followers moved. Teresa and Draco moved to Harry's side. Draco was on his left and Teresa on his right. Harry was breathing hard and his chest was heaving.
He was dead. Voldemort was finally dead. After a few minutes, the wizards and witches came to their senses and, though many Death Eaters had fled, captured the others that remained. After a while, only Dumbledore, the Weasleys, the Anastasios, Blaise, the Malfoys, and Lupin remained.
The group was watching Harry, Draco, and Teresa. Teresa quietly lifted her wand a muttered an incantation. Voldemort's body burst into flames. They stood there for almost an hour. No one moved, they barely breathed. But finally, Dumbledore put out the fire and rid the world forever of Voldemort. The group left the clearing.
That night, a great mourning swept over the camp, as everyone wept over their lost loved ones. Among the dead were Matt, Percy, and Snape. Teresa had Snape and Matt buried in the forest. Once she was alone, she sat down between the two graves. Tears fell down her face as she grieved her brother and surrogate father.
"Matt, I never thought I'd have to go through this so soon. I never got to say goodbye, but I know I'll see you again someday. Wait for me, won't you? Before you move on? I don't know what I'm gonna do without you. I never told you this, but I looked up to you. Sure, Tyrone and I were closer, but I looked up to you above everyone else, especially after mom died. Take care of her and dad for me. I love you."
Sucking in a deep breath to steady herself, Teresa looked at Severus' grave. "I don't know what to say, Severus. I know you only wanted what was best for me and I'm sorry I couldn't see that. I wish I could have told you this before you.. died, but I've always seen you as family, a second father even. And I want you to know that it'll all be over soon. The whole marriage thing will be settled once and for all in a matter of days. I don't think you'd agree with my decision, but its something I have to do. I hope you and Matt will both understand. Send my love to mom and dad, won't you?"
Teresa stood up and dried her eyes. She had to go find Blaise and tell him her decision. Whether or not he would stay with her, she didn't know, but it had to be done. Teresa refused to put Ginny and Draco through more pain, enough was enough.
Later that night, Teresa crept quietly into Blaise's tent. She shook him awake and he looked at her wearily.
"Is something wrong?"
"No Blaise, but I'm leaving."
Blaise shot up in his bed. "What? Why?"
"I won't marry Draco and the only way I can get out of it is by leaving everything behind. I'm giving up being a witch, at least for now. Maybe in a few years, when Fudge is no longer minister, then I can come back, but I have to leave."
Blaise nodded. "I'm coming with you."
"You know, you don't have to."
"I want to Teresa and nothing could stop me. Besides, I have nothing left, no one left but you. You are everything to me."
Teresa smiled. "I love you Blaise."
"I love you too."
Blaise pulled Teresa to him and soundly kissed her. It was gentle and tender and it was exactly what Teresa needed. She pulled away and sat on his lap.
"After a year or two, I'd like to come back and live in the Veela forest. I've already informed Gwen of my plan and she's going to take over until I return. I don't have to be a witch to lead the Veela."
Blaise nodded. "We're taking Raine, right?"
"Of course. In fact, I'm ready to leave when you are."
"Give me fifteen minutes."
Teresa nodded and got off his lap. She headed back to her tent. She looked around at her packed bags and sighed. She couldn't believe she would be giving it all up, her whole world. Teresa refused to cry when she thought of leaving Mariah and Tyrone. They had already lost their brother and now they would lose their sister as well.
Teresa levitated her bags and gently picked up the sleeping Raine. He sighed and nuzzled into her. She smiled at the sleeping babe and vaguely wondered how she could have ever thought of killing him. Stepping outside into the cold night air, Teresa waited patiently for Blaise. Once he arrived, Teresa called Braveheart to her and the stallion came galloping up.
She climbed upon his back and Blaise climbed on after her. They cast a spell over the bags so that they could fit them in their pockets and then they apparated. The only thing that was left was a note on the nightstand beside Teresa's bed.
It stated simply that she was giving up her right to witchcraft and would no longer be living in the magic world. It said that she, Blaise, and Raine would be moving far away. The final two things it stated was that no one was to ever mention who Raine's father really was and that Gwendolyn was in charge of the Veela.
An hour later, Blaise and Teresa were knocking on a door in America. It opened to reveal Alicia and Mikel. Alicia smiled and immediately threw her arms around her friend. Blaise, who was holding Raine, smiled and the two were ushered in.
Alicia and Mikel were living together in Mikel's house. It was rather large and the décor was superb. The floors were all white, either tile, marble, or carpet. The furniture was all black or a dark wood. It contained a conference room, a kitchen, a dining room, a living room, numerous bedrooms and bathrooms, and other various rooms.
The two were ushered into the living room as a butler tended to Braveheart and their bags. The four sat down on two separate couches. Teresa took Raine from Blaise and he slipped his arm around her shoulder. Alicia leaned forward to talk to her friends.
"Oh God Teresa, I'm so sorry that I couldn't be there for you, but you know how my mother is. And since in America the legal age is 18, well, I couldn't do anything about it."
"Don't worry Alicia, it's all good. I'm just glad we can stay with you until we get my house transferred over here."
Mikel smiled and spoke. "Stay as long as you need. And I'll work on getting your house over here as soon as possible. I got the papers you sent me giving me the deeds to your home and property. So I'll have my people work on it tomorrow.
"We'll make it seem like it's being moved to Italy, when it will really be moved here and made unplottable. It should be done in about a week, two at tops."
The four discussed the arrangements and the war for half the night. Alicia and Teresa headed up to the guestroom to put Raine in a crib while Blaise and Mikel continued to talk of other things. After they put Raine to sleep, the two went out on the balcony to talk.
Teresa and Alicia both said a quick spell to change from their current attire to pajamas. Alicia wore tight red pants and a black shirt that barely covered her abdomen. Teresa was wearing tight light blue pants and a white T-shirt. She turned to Alicia.
"So, you and Mikel?"
Alicia smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it happened a few months ago. I was up in the north tower the night before graduation with my knife and."
Teresa interrupted her. "You told me you quit!"
Alicia looked at her guiltily. "I'm sorry, but I just couldn't, not after you left. Anyway, I was slitting my wrists when Mikel walked in. I tried to hide the knife, but it was too late. He and I got into a big argument. He ended up taking my knife and throwing it out the window. You have no idea how enraged I was when he did that. But then I told him that it was none of his or anyone else's damn business what I did with my life."
"And?"
"And then he said it was. He said it was because he loved me. I didn't realize what he said at first and then when I understood his meaning behind it, I was in shock for a while. When I finally looked at him, I had tears in my eyes. He moved to dry them and I kissed him.
"I finally felt it, Tia. That feeling you get with Blaise, the one I've been dying to feel all my life. It felt like my body was on fire when he touched me. I wanted to make love to him that night, but he said he wouldn't. He wanted the first time we did it to be special, on our wedding night."
Alicia was crying by now and Teresa gasped. "He proposed the day he said I love you?"
She shook her head. "No, but he meant that he wouldn't have sex with me until marriage, if we ever got married because it was that sacred to him. No one has ever done that, Teresa, rejected me like that. I loved it and it made me realize that I loved him.
"Anyway, I moved in with him a month ago. We don't sleep together, in fact, I sleep in a different room, but I wanted to be near him. My mom thinks I'm living with Stephanie, she's covering for me. But Teresa, I don't think I've ever been so happy."
Teresa smiled. "I'm happy for you Alicia. I really, truly think that you and Mikel will be great together."
Teresa awoke a few hours later wrapped in Blaise's arms in the guest bed. He was shirtless and Teresa sighed. She didn't think she'd ever get use to his wonderful body. It was so.strangely beautiful and sexy. Crawling gently out of his arms, she stepped out onto the balcony.
The cool morning air rushed against her skin and Teresa grabbed her wand. Her heart sank when she thought of how she could no longer use it. She had to abandon witchcraft if she was to be exempt from the will's decree. But she decided to cast one last spell. Muttering something under her breath, Teresa's outfit changed to a silvery white dressing gown.
It was beautiful. It had been her mother's. The dress was cut dangerously low in a V-neck in the front and was relatively loose, yet somehow managed to show off her good figure. It had no sleeves and was made of silk.
The wind whipped her hair and the dress back, so that the dress was tight around her body. Teresa did not hear the footsteps behind her, but she did feel a pair of warm arms wrap around her. She leaned back into Blaise's body. He lightly kissed her neck and then turned her around to face him.
The wind was dying down, but the passion in his eyes was not. "You look beautiful, Teresa. I've wanted to ask you something for the longest time now, but I never could find the right moment until now."
Bending down on one knee, Teresa's hands in his, Blaise continued. "Teresa, you're everything to me. You are the other half of my heart. I'd do anything to make you happy. I love everything about you from your bad ass attitude to the way you always laugh carefree and wild. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Teresa slowly helped Blaise stand to his full height and looked up in his brown eyes. She smiled and slowly and tenderly kissed him.
"Blaise, I'd love to be your wife. There's nothing else I want more."
Blaise smiled and took a box out of his pants pocket. He opened it to reveal a dazzling diamond ring. It was one large diamond, which appeared to be 5-carats, surrounded by sapphires on the side, Teresa's birth stone.
She gasped as he slid the ring onto her ring finger. Blaise kissed her ring finger gently and looked deeply into her green eyes. Tears filled her eyes because for the first time in a while, she was genuinely happy. Blaise wrapped his arms around her waist and together they stared into the horizon. Nine Months Later
Ginny was ecstatic. She would finally be seeing Teresa after nine long months. Ginny hadn't been surprised that Teresa left, but she had been hurt. Ginny had written Teresa, but the owl she sent never found where she was. Finally, Ginny had a hunch and sent the letter to one of Teresa's American friends. It was a request that they send the letter to Teresa ASAP.
She finally got a reply and the two had been talking ever since. Of course, Ginny was careful about letting no one but Draco know of her correspondence with Teresa and Blaise. No one else could know or they might try to enforce the marriage anyway.
But that would no longer be an option after today. Cornelius Fudge had finally resigned from his position of Minister of Magic. And, surprisingly enough, Tyrone Anastasio had been elected into office. He had been a great asset and strategist in the war and had many prominent friends.
Tyrone had also revoked the betrothal of Teresa and Draco, claiming that Teresa was no longer under England's Ministry of Magic jurisdiction. And it would be final today. For today Draco and Ginny were to be married.
Teresa and Blaise would show up to the wedding. Blaise would be Draco's best man and claim that he and Teresa were no longer together due to circumstances beyond their control. Teresa would, however, be at the wedding. She would be Ginny's maid of honor in fact.
The plan was to say that Teresa had requested, before she left, that one of her maidens or a prominent Veela be present for Ginny's wedding, if she ever had one. This Veela would represent her. Ginny, who would have made Teresa her maid of honor, appointed this "representative" to stand in her place.
Teresa had wanted to be herself for the wedding, but it would not be possible. If she were seen before the marriage certificate was signed, then she and Draco would be forced to marry. She could attend the reception, though, because Draco had arranged the certificate to be presented directly after the vows.
Normally, it took weeks to get the marriage license, but Draco had asked Tyrone to sign it personally in front of their guests as part of the wedding. Tyrone had agreed and everything was set.
A few hours later, almost two hundred guests were seated outside the Malfoy Manor. Ginny sighed as she looked out the window of the room she was in. Like always, the Weasleys and Malfoys were separated. Neither side was talking to the other.
The yard looked exquisite, however. The Malfoys had offered to pay, knowing of the Weasley money problem and not wanting their son to have anything but the best. There were thousands of white roses and all types of white flowers. The chairs were wooden and white, with white silk cushions. There was a white carpet for Ginny to walk down and even a trellis for the two and the pastor to stand under during the ceremony.
A world-renown wizard band played classical music. The caterers served wine to the guests and the food was being set up in the Malfoy ballroom, where the reception was held. But perhaps the most exquisite thing was Ginny's dress.
It had probably been the greatest dilemma of the wedding. Mrs. Weasley had wanted to make the dress, but Mrs. Malfoy had demanded that Ginny where a "real gown fabricated by a real seamstress." Ginny had gotten the two to come to a truce by suggesting the basic design and actual fabric of the dress be done by a seamstress and her mother could embroider it.
The two reluctantly agreed and Narcissa even offered to help embroider it. Though surprised, Molly Weasley readily accepted her offer. Ginny had thought it rather funny watching the two argue nearly the entire time over how it should be embroidered. The outcome had been marvelous, however.
The top part was almost corset like and flattered Ginny's figure quite nicely. The sleeves were nearly off the shoulder and a sheer-like material. The ends flowed out a bit. The bottom half of the dress flowed out quite a bit and was extremely soft. The entire gown was adorned with pearls embroidered in various patterns.
The dress had a nearly five-foot train. The veil was many layers, the longest layer stretching to about two-foot out. Ginny's hair was crimped stylishly and let loosed to flow delicately behind her shoulders. No part of the veil covered her face, but instead was attached to a tiara. The tiara was merely a thin layer of diamonds.
The time passed almost too slowly for Ginny. Finally, the door behind her opened and in walked her maid of honor. Ginny smiled at the girl, the disguised Teresa. The other people in the room, Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Malfoy, and Hermoine, helped Teresa get ready.
Teresa looked much different, for she had asked Alicia to cast an enchantment on her body that would last until Teresa took it off. Her hair was now a strawberry blonde and her eyes a sparkling blue. Teresa's complexion was much paler and her figure was shorter and more fragile. She was going under the alibi of Harmony Kuzak.
The gowns that "Harmony" and Hermoine wore were very lovely. They had two parts. The first part was a thin satin dress. It was sleeveless and was only a bit clingy. The train went out about ½ of a foot. Over top of that was a sheer layer that had long sleeves and also had a ½ foot train.
Ginny motioned Teresa to follow her and the two inconspicuously made their way out of the room. They wandered for a minute down the endless halls of the Malfoy manor until they were in a secluded area. There, Ginny threw her arms around Teresa. Teresa was shocked, but returned the hug.
"Teresa, I can't believe it. I'm so happy you're here. Little Teresa and Brayden have gotten so big and they are starting to talk and walk. They're really quick. Of course, you know that Tyrone is minister and he's conducting the ceremony. Mariah is also here. And after the ceremony Tyrone is."
A chuckling Teresa interrupted Ginny. "Whoa, whoa. Slow down Gin. You're going at hyper-speed. I know all the details about the wedding and I'm glad to know Bray and Terri are quick learners."
Ginny smiled. "And how's Raine?"
"He's great. He's trying to speak now and he's already trying to stand."
"That's great."
"Look, Gin we should head back. I really want to talk to you, but we can't be gone for too long."
Ginny nodded and the two headed back to the waiting room. An hour later, Teresa and Hermoine were walking down the aisle to a slow and beautiful wedding song. Blaise led "Harmony" and Bill, who Draco had invited to be a groomsmen since he knew that he was Ginny's favorite brother, led Hermoine.
Finally, it was Ginny's turn to walk down the aisle. She took a deep breath and stepped out from the shelter of the Malfoy manor and into the sunlight. The crowd stood, but Ginny was completely oblivious. Her eyes were locked onto Draco's. His mouth dropped and when it finally closed, the biggest smile Ginny had ever seen on a Malfoy appeared.
The ceremony flew by quickly and before they even knew it, they were slipping the rings onto the other's finger. One thing about the traditional vows had been changed, however.
"Do you, Virginia Anne Weasley take Draco Kimono Malfoy to be your lawful wedded husband? To have and to hold, for richer or richer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
Ginny smiled at the change and nodded. "I do."
"Then repeat after me. With this ring I thee wed."
Ginny slipped the golden band encrusted with diamonds on Draco's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed."
"And do you, Draco Kimono Malfoy, take Virginia Anne Weasley to be your lawful wedded wife? To have and to hold, for richer or richer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
Draco whispered so quietly that it was almost lost in the wind. "I do."
"Then repeat after me. With this ring I thee wed."
"With this ring I thee wed." Draco slipped the band onto Ginny's finger.
"Then, with the power invested in my by the England Ministry of Magic, I now pronounce you wizard and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Draco didn't hesitate to lean in and seal their vows with a kiss. The crowd clapped and when they parted, Tyrone summoned a roll of parchment. It was their marriage license. He quickly signed it. Raising it to show the crowd, he spoke clearly to them all.
"I know present to you for the first time, and officially, Mr. and Mrs. Draco Kimono Malfoy."
There was a loud cheer. The crowd slowly dispersed and gave their congratulations to the couple. Blaise and "Harmony" headed inside and Draco and Ginny took that as the cue. They too headed inside. Once everyone was calm and sitting at the table, Draco stood and tapped his glass to draw everyone's attention. Ginny stood with him.
"Many of you know that approximately nine months ago, Teresa Anastasio went missing, along with Blaise and her son Raine. Today, most of you can see that Blaise is with us now, but cannot see that Teresa is too. Well, we'd like to see her as we do."
Ginny nodded and "Harmony" stood and, taking out her wand, recited an incantation. Suddenly, her strawberry-blonde hair was transformed into dark brown hair and her blue eyes into tropical green. She grew a bit and her body became a bit more athletic. The crowd gasped as they realized it was Teresa Anastasio.
A glass fell and shattered into small pieces on the ground. The room fell into an eerie silence. Finally, Teresa heard someone clap. She whipped her head to the side to find Tyrone standing up. He was smiling vigorously and clapping his hands with a proud expression on his face.
Soon, the whole room was clapping. An hour later, all of the explanations had been made. Tyrone had guessed nearly every aspect of the plan. He understood perfectly why Teresa had to disappear and was pleased with her for being so bright. Hours later, after Teresa had promised to write and told Mariah and Tyrone that they were welcome to come visit her, Ginny and Draco left for their honeymoon and the guests left.
Blaise and Teresa apparated to their home in England. They had two homes, one in America and one in Great Britain. Blaise had been given everything his parents had, and they were almost as wealthy as the Malfoys. So the family lived in America and England.
Teresa walked up to the nursery in their home and told the nanny, who lived with them, that she could retire for the night. Teresa gently picked up the sleeping Raine. Rocking him slowly in the near-by rocking chair, she lightly kissed his head.
Not long after, Blaise came in and gently squeezed her shoulder. "You know, he'll have to know eventually."
Teresa's head snapped up so quickly that it hurt. "Why?"
"Because if we don't and he finds out from someone else, he'll feel betrayed."
"No one will tell him, they all took a Merlin's Oath. You can't break that or you die."
"The Death Eaters did not take one. And the ones who escaped will surely try and convert him to Voldemort's side. After all, he is the only heir. Teresa, if you don't tell him the truth, then they could convince him that you were not raped, but willingly bore Voldemort's son. It would be what happened to you all over again. You're trying to protect Raine, but by not telling him, you could screw him over just like you got screwed over."
Teresa sighed. "You're right, but it'll be so hard. How do you tell someone that they weren't supposed to be? That they were a mistake? That they were the result of a rape?"
"There's no easy way to do it. I'm sure it will cause everyone a lot of pain, but it must be done."
Teresa nodded. "You're right, but when?"
"When he's ready."
"But how long will that be?"
"We'll know, believe me, we'll know. When we start making excuses to not tell him, then he's ready. Then it's just us that aren't ready to tell him."
Teresa nodded. "Okay then. Okay."
Three months later, Teresa walked through the same halls as Mrs. Blaise Zabini. The wedding had been just as gorgeous as Ginny's. Her dress was a more modern dress, but the same style. Tyrone had walked her down the aisle. Mariah, Ginny, Alicia, and Stephanie had been her bridesmaids.
Teresa walked out onto her and Blaise's balcony and sighed into the cool morning air. Her white gown drifted gently behind her and she thought of all the blessings she had been given. True, she had lost so much, but she had gained just as much. And she knew, in her heart, that everything was going to be all right.
A month later, she was reinstated as the ruler of the Veela. She had her home moved closer to the forest and apparated there daily. She also oversaw the Irish National Quidditch team, in which she was a partner. Teresa had gained Matt's share in Berti Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and thus also oversaw that.
Blaise was a constructionist and the president of Zabini Production Company. The ZPC produced everything from movies to music videos, sound effects and magic included. All in all, the Zabini family was very well off.
Teresa looked out over their property and sighed. The forest was so beautiful and all evidence that a war had occurred a little more than a year ago was gone. She heard a baby's cry erupt through the mansion and quickly apparated to his room. With a pop, she was back with him in her arms.
She began to hum an enchanting tune and soon, the whining babe was once again quiet. He began to drift back into the world of sleep as Teresa used her wand to keep the tune going. (AN: Think the Harry Potter theme song in a soft tone.)
Blaise joined the two after a few minutes. He wrapped his arms around his wife and his child, for he had recently adopted Raine as his own. Teresa closed her eyes and relished the feeling of being in Blaise's arms and holding her child in her own. And silently she prayed to God that this was one feeling she'd never have to go without.
Fourteen Years Later.
Raine Zabini sat bored at the Slytherin table. He ran a hand through his black hair that fell desirably about his head. He hated the Sorting. In his opinion, it was a waist of time. It only divided the houses and the people, what real good did it do?
His red eyes scanned the Great Hall. He clapped politely as a student was sorted into Slytherin. His eyes landed on a girl who sat at the Gryffindor table. Her silver-blonde hair matched that of the man sitting next to her, her brother. The two shared a private joke and laughed. Raine let his glance rest on her.
Feeling a pair of eyes on her, the girl looked up and smiled tenderly at Raine. He smiled back. Looking to her right, he gave a 'sup' nod to her brother. He smiled and returned the gesture. The sorting ended and then Professor Dumbledore stood to give the welcome speech.
Raine smirked and silently wondered how old Dumbledore would live to be. It seemed as if he were immortal. Clapping his hands, Dumbledore began the feast. Raine took his time eating, laughing with his friend, Lucius. He was the youngest Malfoy and only a year younger than Raine. Named for his grandfather, Lucius was bright and witty, though he was not especially nice, unless you got to know him. Oddly enough, he was the
Raine led the Slytherin first years to the Slytherin dorms and then headed to library with Lucius. There, he met his "group". Raine was quite popular, especially with the women, but he did have his group comprised of his closest friends.
Entering the library, the two headed to the back and saw the six people gathered there. Smirking, he walked over to his girlfriend and put his arm behind her. Gwendolyn Teresa, or Teresa to her friends, smiled at him. Brayden nodded at him.
Also there was Natalie Potter, Chris Weasley, Loraine Weasley, and Jared Weasley. Natalie was the daughter of Hermoine and Harry Potter. She was in third year, but looked old enough to be in fifth. She was quite a looker.
Her black hair fell straight down to her waist, though it was not as unruly as her father's hair. Her figure was lovely and her eyes were a hazel- green. Raine smiled at her and she smiled back. Though with her sweet temperament and sensible attitude made them complete opposites, she was Teresa's best friend and close to Raine as well. Not to mention that she was dating Brayden.
Chris and Loraine Weasley were both the children of Fred and Angelina Weasley. They looked almost identical, except for the differences in sex, and they were Natalie's age. They, like their father, were always involved in some mischief. They had black hair, like their mother, and freckles like their father. Both were good looking, though Chris was the only single one. Loraine was currently dating some Ravenclaw.
Last was Jared Weasley. He was the son of Bill and Mariah Weasley. He was one year younger than Raine, Lucius' age. He was perhaps the strangest Weasley. He spoke sparingly and when he did, it was either a resolution to a problem or a witty comeback. His hair was strawberry blonde and long. He resembled his father a lot, except his sparkling blue eyes, which were his mother's.
Jared and Raine were the best of friends. Jared was in Ravenclaw, though he often sat at Slytherin's table or slept in the Slytherin dorms. Dumbledore usually turned a blind eye to this, seeing as Jared needed help. He was a seer, which was not unusual in the line of Veela. His visions usually came at unpredictable times, though he was trying to control them.
The group talked for hours until it was finally time to head to bed. As they were heading out of the library, something strange happened. Jared stopped walking and seemed to be trying to say something. His hands flew around his throat and he appeared to be choking. His eyes fluttered and he collapsed to the ground. As soon as he hit, he began jolting uncontrollably. Teresa, Natalie, and Loraine gasped in shock. This had never happened before.
Raine was worried. Not knowing what to do, he turned to Natalie. "Nat, go get Professor Dumbledore. Run as fast as you can. The password to his office is salamander suckers."
Natalie nodded and ran off. Turning to Lucius, he gave more directions. "Luc, go find the nearest Professor and tell them that Jared is having a vision, but not a normal one, a dangerous one."
Lucius nodded and ran off. Raine kneeled beside his friend and sat unmoving. He didn't know what to do. The others started crowding around him. Other students who were passing by in the halls did the same. Raine stood and motioned for everyone to stand back.
"Give him some room. Let him breathe."
Raine heard a scream and whipped his head around. It was his two younger sisters, Nicole and Clarice. The two came running up behind him and Clarice, the one who had screamed, began asking him questions. Nicole, on the other hand, knelt beside Jared and checked his pulse.
"His heart rate is going haywire. I have no idea what's causing this. Mom's visions are never this severe, not the ones I've seen."
"I know. We'll have to."
Yet another scream erupted and interrupted him. Raine saw Verena, Jared's younger sister, running their way. She was followed closely by Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Madame Pomfrey. Verena sat by her brother's side and looked on worriedly.
Just as Professor Dumbledore was about to speak, Jared's eyes shot open. The crowd gasped, they were a blood red, like Raine's. His head slowly moved to look Dumbledore in the eye and he spoke with a voice that was not his. It was strange; yet caused everyone to shiver at the severity it contained.
"The war is coming, the greatest war yet. Wizards and witches will not fight others, but themselves. The final battle shall determine the fate of the world and that of others as well. Fate lies within the soul of the heir."
The red of Jared's eyes slowly returned to normal and he passed out. Madame Pomfrey rushed to his side and moved the others out of the way. Dumbledore looked distressed. The students looked to him for directions, but he ignored them and turned to Professor McGonagall.
"Minerva, I want you to alert Mariah Weasley to her son's condition. And, if you could, please contact Teresa Zabini for me. I need to see her immediately. But for the moment, I must attend to young Mr. Weasley."
Professor McGonagall nodded and hurried off as fast as she could. Madame Pomfrey moved stood from her crouched position by Jared's side.
"He's stable now, but I have never seen a seer react in such a way to a vision."
"But he'll be okay, right?"
Madame Pomfrey looked sympathetically at Verena. "I can only hope, child."
Dumbledore nodded. "We must take him to the hospital wing. The rest of you will head to bed."
Raine and the others exchanged a look. Raine then looked to Dumbledore. "We're coming with you."
Even in his distress, Dumbledore had to smile at Raine's behavior, which was much like his mother. Both were the same in that they cared for their friends more than themselves. Dumbledore nodded.
Less than an hour later, Mariah and Bill Weasley were by their son's side, along with Ginny and Blaise. Teresa had yet to arrive. She and Draco were both away on business trips. Draco was on his way, but no one knew where Teresa was. Mariah sat worriedly by her son's bedside. Jared had still not awakened. Bill held his daughter in his arms, assuring her all would be well.
There was a loud pop and everyone whipped their heads around to see Draco. Ginny ran to his side and quickly explained the situation. He looked grimly at Jared and turned to Mariah.
"Have you checked with Maiden Gwendolyn? She usually knows where Teresa is."
"Yes, but she didn't know where she was either. She went to go look for her. I just hope."
Two more loud pops announced the apparation of Teresa and Gwendolyn. Teresa rushed to the bedside and Mariah explained what had happened. Looking grim, Teresa contemplated the situation. Everyone waited in silence for her to speak.
Turning her head to her son, Teresa spoke. "Raine, do you remember the exact words Jared said?"
Raine nodded. "He said 'The war is coming, the greatest war yet. Wizards and witches will not fight others, but themselves. The final battle shall determine the fate of the world and that of others as well. Fate lies within the soul of the heir.' And then he passed out."
Teresa closed her eyes and fell silent again. Slowly she reopened her eyes and made her way to Jared's side. Looking to Mariah, she silently asked her sister if she was okay. Mariah slightly nodded.
It was hours before Jared awoke and by then, Teresa had it all figured out. When Jared's eyes opened, he sat up quickly and called her Teresa. She came running to his side.
"Do you know what's coming?"
Teresa nodded. "They have found one of the portals, one of the voids in the fabric of time. It will only be a matter of time before it all begins."
Jared nodded. "Do you think we can win?"
"We must. If we don't, it will not only be the end of our world, but that of other's as well. We cannot allow that to happen."
Raine stepped forward, for he and the others had been listening. "Mom, what are you talking about? What portal?"
Teresa sighed and Jared got out of his bed, despite the protests of Madame Pomfrey. Teresa told Madame to leave it be, for he was fine. Jared stood by Teresa's side and she turned to the others. Looking in her son's eyes, he was surprised to find pity. And that was something his mother never gave anyone.
"Raine, you know who your birth father is. Blaise and I told you this past summer. But what you do not know is that before he died, he discovered a portal or a break in the fabric of time. This allows one with very powerful magic to have access or entry into other worlds, worlds parallel to our own.
"For every decision we make, we also make a world where we chose the other choice. Sometimes, having access to these worlds can be very dangerous. I believe that Voldemort has access to one of the more dangerous worlds.
"So instead of fighting Death Eaters, for the greatest war yet is just around the bend, we will be fighting ourselves in this parallel universe. And the fate of us all lies in the hands of the Heir."
Raine looked at his mother confused. "Who is the Heir?"
"The Heir is Voldemort's only child. You are the Heir, Raine. Our fate and the fate of the other worlds are in your hands. Life, death, and the future depends on you. If you fail the upcoming conquest, then we are condemned to an eternity of hell."
A/N: Wow, what an ending huh? I'll write my thanks later b/c I'm sure you all want to read this ASAP. As of now, I'm not planning on writing a sequel, but if enough people review or e-mail me and tell me to, I will. Or maybe if anyone out there wants to try and continue, and they ask me, we'll see where they take it.
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Over and out. Lady G.
Teresa awoke a few hours later. She was still lying on the ground, but Aurora shielded her from the danger of the battle brewing outside of the forest. Teresa slowly stood and took out her wand. The dress was torn and it would have been difficult to fight in.
Teresa quietly said an incantation and her outfit changed to a black one. Her shirt came halfway down her abdomen and her pants rode low on her hips. Teresa's hair hung limply as she stepped onto the battlefield.
Ginny was growing weary. It had been nearly four hours and still the battle drug on. She jumped over a body as she deflected a curse. Virginia could barely stand. She had already been hit with quite a few curses and the smell of death was everywhere.
Three hours later, things were still the same, except Teresa fought by her side. A giant rushed the two and Ginny ran out of his way. Teresa flipped backwards and landed gracefully on her feet. The two women began shouting curses at the giant and eventually, Ginny levitated a tree and flung it into the giant, knocking him out.
A vampire was soon upon Ginny's back. She grabbed his head and threw him off of her. He hissed as Virginia tried cursing him. The curse missed and Ginny let loose a swear word.
"Damn."
Suddenly, she was thrown onto the ground and pulled up roughly. The vampire held her hands behind her back and was moving in for the kill.
"Such a pretty little thing. You'll make a great meal."
When he was an inch away, the vampire suddenly shrieked and crumbled into dust. Ginny whipped around and saw Teresa standing behind her with a stake in hand. Ginny smiled her thanks and the two separated. They had not gone far when Teresa noticed a band of Death Eaters dragging an unconscious Ron in an alcove hidden partially by the forest.
Harry also noticed and he was after them in a flash. Teresa glanced around and noticed that Voldemort was no where in sight. A strange feeling came over her and Teresa looked to her left. It seemed that Draco too had noticed Voldemort's disappearance and Harry's departure. The two shared a look. Draco ran to her side.
"Think we should follow?"
Teresa nodded grimly. "I've got a feeling he'll need the help."
Draco and Teresa ran off to the area where they had last seen Harry. Eventually, they entered a clearing and saw Harry hovering over Ron's body. He was outnumbered and Harry immediately cursed knowing it was a trap. Draco and Teresa ducked behind a bush before they could be seen.
"So, Potter, the time has come. We must both face our destinies. It was prophesied that we could not live together. A pity, for you would have made a most admirable follower."
"I'd never follow you. I'd never be your lackey."
Voldemort sneered. "Say goodbye Potter."
The two raised their wands and began to curse the other. Silently, Teresa used her Veela powers to put a golden barrier around Harry. Voldemort's Avada Kedavra bounced off the barrier while Harry's Expelliarmus knocked Voldemort off his feet. His followers quickly helped him up as Harry looked around for the source of his protection.
Teresa and Draco jumped out of the bushes and stood by Harry's side. Draco stood on the left and Teresa on the right. Voldemort sneered at the two. He was standing again and almost shaking with rage.
"Of course, the traitorous Draco Malfoy. You've traded in a life of glory for a life of shame. I never thought even you would sink as low as dating a Weasley, the filthy, mudblood lovers. And what a wench she is. Ginny was quite easy to break, a weakling. She was an easy one to possess."
Draco was seething with anger and moved to step forward, but Harry tightly gripped his arm. "Don't take the bait Draco."
Though it was the first time Harry had called Draco by his first name, no one noticed. Voldemort turned to Harry.
"And you Potter. Even a half-blood such as you could find a respectable girlfriend instead of that defiled mudblood."
"You should talk. You're a half-blood too."
Voldemort sneered. "Once I kill you, I'll have a great joy in breaking her."
Harry was raging inside, but knew he had to stand his ground. He glared at Voldemort and was ready to make a reply when Voldemort spoke to Teresa.
"But you will be the most fun to kill. Your mother had the same sprit. She never really liked taking orders from me, though she hid it. And your father was a coward. The only brave thing he ever did in his pathetic life was die trying to save her and what a waste that was."
Teresa clenched her jaw together and then spoke. "You'll regret that."
Voldemort let loose a cruel laugh. "But I must say that you were not half as satisfying to have as your mother was. You know what my Death Eaters called her? Aphrodite was her name and to spend the night in her bed was beyond imagination. Though I must say she wasn't very particular."
Teresa leaped forward and Harry was barely able to hold her back. Her eyes flashed a dangerous red and wings sprouted from her back. She turned hideous as her inner-Veela lashed out in anger. Harry and Draco tried to calm her down and it was only a second or two before she was back to normal.
"This has gone on long enough."
He snapped his fingers and the Death Eaters advanced. Teresa put up a barrier to protect the three and Ron. Draco advised Harry exactly where and with what to hit the Death Eaters. He had, after all, been taught by and with them. He knew their weaknesses.
It was nearly half an hour when the last Death Eater collapsed. Most had been stunned, but Avada Kedavra had killed a few. Teresa had lashed out at them with anger beyond imagination at Voldemort's statement. Finally, Harry and Voldemort were facing each other, ready to duel.
Teresa took down her shield, knowing that the two had to fight on their own. She knelt by Ron's side and woke him as Harry and Voldemort exchanged curses. Teresa bit her lip and exchanged a look with Draco. They both knew that Harry's Avada Kedavra would not kill Voldemort.
Harry did not have enough anger stored. Teresa knew what she was about to do was cruel, but she also knew she had to do it. Whispering her plan quickly to Draco, he nodded in agreement. Draco moved to help Ron up as Teresa stepped forward.
Various wizards gathered around the alcove, some Death Eaters and some good. All had come to see the final battle. Teresa could smell the death around her. She saw Ginny cling to Draco and lightly squeeze her brother's hand out of the corner of her eye. Teresa watched her siblings and friends watch the two wizards intently.
Then Teresa accessed a power that only the leaders of the Veela were able to use. She filled Harry's heads with images, sounds. Harry was too focused to let them deter him, but it would be enough to anger him. Teresa saw Hermoine look gravely at her boyfriend and silently asked for her forgiveness.
Harry saw images pour in his head as he battled Voldemort. First, visions of all of his awful years with the Dursleys, then the death of Cedric Diggory. His mother's scream filled his mind. Lastly, he saw Sirius die all over again right before his eyes and then he heard that blood-curling cackle. The one belonging to the man, if he could be called that, standing in front of him.
Voldemort hit Harry with an Imperius curse, but Harry fought it and screamed out as he saw a final vision of Hermoine's mangled body in his mind. True, that one had not really happened, but Teresa knew that particular vision would give him more of an incentive than probably anything else would.
She stumbled backwards from exhaustion and was caught by Draco, whose quick reflexes and closeness allowed himself to catch her in time. As he supported her, they watched as Harry shot the killing curse at Voldemort with such force that even the dead seemed to shudder.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
The green beam struck Voldemort and he froze. Shock was written all over his face as he fell to the ground, dead. Everyone was surprised and not even his followers moved. Teresa and Draco moved to Harry's side. Draco was on his left and Teresa on his right. Harry was breathing hard and his chest was heaving.
He was dead. Voldemort was finally dead. After a few minutes, the wizards and witches came to their senses and, though many Death Eaters had fled, captured the others that remained. After a while, only Dumbledore, the Weasleys, the Anastasios, Blaise, the Malfoys, and Lupin remained.
The group was watching Harry, Draco, and Teresa. Teresa quietly lifted her wand a muttered an incantation. Voldemort's body burst into flames. They stood there for almost an hour. No one moved, they barely breathed. But finally, Dumbledore put out the fire and rid the world forever of Voldemort. The group left the clearing.
That night, a great mourning swept over the camp, as everyone wept over their lost loved ones. Among the dead were Matt, Percy, and Snape. Teresa had Snape and Matt buried in the forest. Once she was alone, she sat down between the two graves. Tears fell down her face as she grieved her brother and surrogate father.
"Matt, I never thought I'd have to go through this so soon. I never got to say goodbye, but I know I'll see you again someday. Wait for me, won't you? Before you move on? I don't know what I'm gonna do without you. I never told you this, but I looked up to you. Sure, Tyrone and I were closer, but I looked up to you above everyone else, especially after mom died. Take care of her and dad for me. I love you."
Sucking in a deep breath to steady herself, Teresa looked at Severus' grave. "I don't know what to say, Severus. I know you only wanted what was best for me and I'm sorry I couldn't see that. I wish I could have told you this before you.. died, but I've always seen you as family, a second father even. And I want you to know that it'll all be over soon. The whole marriage thing will be settled once and for all in a matter of days. I don't think you'd agree with my decision, but its something I have to do. I hope you and Matt will both understand. Send my love to mom and dad, won't you?"
Teresa stood up and dried her eyes. She had to go find Blaise and tell him her decision. Whether or not he would stay with her, she didn't know, but it had to be done. Teresa refused to put Ginny and Draco through more pain, enough was enough.
Later that night, Teresa crept quietly into Blaise's tent. She shook him awake and he looked at her wearily.
"Is something wrong?"
"No Blaise, but I'm leaving."
Blaise shot up in his bed. "What? Why?"
"I won't marry Draco and the only way I can get out of it is by leaving everything behind. I'm giving up being a witch, at least for now. Maybe in a few years, when Fudge is no longer minister, then I can come back, but I have to leave."
Blaise nodded. "I'm coming with you."
"You know, you don't have to."
"I want to Teresa and nothing could stop me. Besides, I have nothing left, no one left but you. You are everything to me."
Teresa smiled. "I love you Blaise."
"I love you too."
Blaise pulled Teresa to him and soundly kissed her. It was gentle and tender and it was exactly what Teresa needed. She pulled away and sat on his lap.
"After a year or two, I'd like to come back and live in the Veela forest. I've already informed Gwen of my plan and she's going to take over until I return. I don't have to be a witch to lead the Veela."
Blaise nodded. "We're taking Raine, right?"
"Of course. In fact, I'm ready to leave when you are."
"Give me fifteen minutes."
Teresa nodded and got off his lap. She headed back to her tent. She looked around at her packed bags and sighed. She couldn't believe she would be giving it all up, her whole world. Teresa refused to cry when she thought of leaving Mariah and Tyrone. They had already lost their brother and now they would lose their sister as well.
Teresa levitated her bags and gently picked up the sleeping Raine. He sighed and nuzzled into her. She smiled at the sleeping babe and vaguely wondered how she could have ever thought of killing him. Stepping outside into the cold night air, Teresa waited patiently for Blaise. Once he arrived, Teresa called Braveheart to her and the stallion came galloping up.
She climbed upon his back and Blaise climbed on after her. They cast a spell over the bags so that they could fit them in their pockets and then they apparated. The only thing that was left was a note on the nightstand beside Teresa's bed.
It stated simply that she was giving up her right to witchcraft and would no longer be living in the magic world. It said that she, Blaise, and Raine would be moving far away. The final two things it stated was that no one was to ever mention who Raine's father really was and that Gwendolyn was in charge of the Veela.
An hour later, Blaise and Teresa were knocking on a door in America. It opened to reveal Alicia and Mikel. Alicia smiled and immediately threw her arms around her friend. Blaise, who was holding Raine, smiled and the two were ushered in.
Alicia and Mikel were living together in Mikel's house. It was rather large and the décor was superb. The floors were all white, either tile, marble, or carpet. The furniture was all black or a dark wood. It contained a conference room, a kitchen, a dining room, a living room, numerous bedrooms and bathrooms, and other various rooms.
The two were ushered into the living room as a butler tended to Braveheart and their bags. The four sat down on two separate couches. Teresa took Raine from Blaise and he slipped his arm around her shoulder. Alicia leaned forward to talk to her friends.
"Oh God Teresa, I'm so sorry that I couldn't be there for you, but you know how my mother is. And since in America the legal age is 18, well, I couldn't do anything about it."
"Don't worry Alicia, it's all good. I'm just glad we can stay with you until we get my house transferred over here."
Mikel smiled and spoke. "Stay as long as you need. And I'll work on getting your house over here as soon as possible. I got the papers you sent me giving me the deeds to your home and property. So I'll have my people work on it tomorrow.
"We'll make it seem like it's being moved to Italy, when it will really be moved here and made unplottable. It should be done in about a week, two at tops."
The four discussed the arrangements and the war for half the night. Alicia and Teresa headed up to the guestroom to put Raine in a crib while Blaise and Mikel continued to talk of other things. After they put Raine to sleep, the two went out on the balcony to talk.
Teresa and Alicia both said a quick spell to change from their current attire to pajamas. Alicia wore tight red pants and a black shirt that barely covered her abdomen. Teresa was wearing tight light blue pants and a white T-shirt. She turned to Alicia.
"So, you and Mikel?"
Alicia smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it happened a few months ago. I was up in the north tower the night before graduation with my knife and."
Teresa interrupted her. "You told me you quit!"
Alicia looked at her guiltily. "I'm sorry, but I just couldn't, not after you left. Anyway, I was slitting my wrists when Mikel walked in. I tried to hide the knife, but it was too late. He and I got into a big argument. He ended up taking my knife and throwing it out the window. You have no idea how enraged I was when he did that. But then I told him that it was none of his or anyone else's damn business what I did with my life."
"And?"
"And then he said it was. He said it was because he loved me. I didn't realize what he said at first and then when I understood his meaning behind it, I was in shock for a while. When I finally looked at him, I had tears in my eyes. He moved to dry them and I kissed him.
"I finally felt it, Tia. That feeling you get with Blaise, the one I've been dying to feel all my life. It felt like my body was on fire when he touched me. I wanted to make love to him that night, but he said he wouldn't. He wanted the first time we did it to be special, on our wedding night."
Alicia was crying by now and Teresa gasped. "He proposed the day he said I love you?"
She shook her head. "No, but he meant that he wouldn't have sex with me until marriage, if we ever got married because it was that sacred to him. No one has ever done that, Teresa, rejected me like that. I loved it and it made me realize that I loved him.
"Anyway, I moved in with him a month ago. We don't sleep together, in fact, I sleep in a different room, but I wanted to be near him. My mom thinks I'm living with Stephanie, she's covering for me. But Teresa, I don't think I've ever been so happy."
Teresa smiled. "I'm happy for you Alicia. I really, truly think that you and Mikel will be great together."
Teresa awoke a few hours later wrapped in Blaise's arms in the guest bed. He was shirtless and Teresa sighed. She didn't think she'd ever get use to his wonderful body. It was so.strangely beautiful and sexy. Crawling gently out of his arms, she stepped out onto the balcony.
The cool morning air rushed against her skin and Teresa grabbed her wand. Her heart sank when she thought of how she could no longer use it. She had to abandon witchcraft if she was to be exempt from the will's decree. But she decided to cast one last spell. Muttering something under her breath, Teresa's outfit changed to a silvery white dressing gown.
It was beautiful. It had been her mother's. The dress was cut dangerously low in a V-neck in the front and was relatively loose, yet somehow managed to show off her good figure. It had no sleeves and was made of silk.
The wind whipped her hair and the dress back, so that the dress was tight around her body. Teresa did not hear the footsteps behind her, but she did feel a pair of warm arms wrap around her. She leaned back into Blaise's body. He lightly kissed her neck and then turned her around to face him.
The wind was dying down, but the passion in his eyes was not. "You look beautiful, Teresa. I've wanted to ask you something for the longest time now, but I never could find the right moment until now."
Bending down on one knee, Teresa's hands in his, Blaise continued. "Teresa, you're everything to me. You are the other half of my heart. I'd do anything to make you happy. I love everything about you from your bad ass attitude to the way you always laugh carefree and wild. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Teresa slowly helped Blaise stand to his full height and looked up in his brown eyes. She smiled and slowly and tenderly kissed him.
"Blaise, I'd love to be your wife. There's nothing else I want more."
Blaise smiled and took a box out of his pants pocket. He opened it to reveal a dazzling diamond ring. It was one large diamond, which appeared to be 5-carats, surrounded by sapphires on the side, Teresa's birth stone.
She gasped as he slid the ring onto her ring finger. Blaise kissed her ring finger gently and looked deeply into her green eyes. Tears filled her eyes because for the first time in a while, she was genuinely happy. Blaise wrapped his arms around her waist and together they stared into the horizon. Nine Months Later
Ginny was ecstatic. She would finally be seeing Teresa after nine long months. Ginny hadn't been surprised that Teresa left, but she had been hurt. Ginny had written Teresa, but the owl she sent never found where she was. Finally, Ginny had a hunch and sent the letter to one of Teresa's American friends. It was a request that they send the letter to Teresa ASAP.
She finally got a reply and the two had been talking ever since. Of course, Ginny was careful about letting no one but Draco know of her correspondence with Teresa and Blaise. No one else could know or they might try to enforce the marriage anyway.
But that would no longer be an option after today. Cornelius Fudge had finally resigned from his position of Minister of Magic. And, surprisingly enough, Tyrone Anastasio had been elected into office. He had been a great asset and strategist in the war and had many prominent friends.
Tyrone had also revoked the betrothal of Teresa and Draco, claiming that Teresa was no longer under England's Ministry of Magic jurisdiction. And it would be final today. For today Draco and Ginny were to be married.
Teresa and Blaise would show up to the wedding. Blaise would be Draco's best man and claim that he and Teresa were no longer together due to circumstances beyond their control. Teresa would, however, be at the wedding. She would be Ginny's maid of honor in fact.
The plan was to say that Teresa had requested, before she left, that one of her maidens or a prominent Veela be present for Ginny's wedding, if she ever had one. This Veela would represent her. Ginny, who would have made Teresa her maid of honor, appointed this "representative" to stand in her place.
Teresa had wanted to be herself for the wedding, but it would not be possible. If she were seen before the marriage certificate was signed, then she and Draco would be forced to marry. She could attend the reception, though, because Draco had arranged the certificate to be presented directly after the vows.
Normally, it took weeks to get the marriage license, but Draco had asked Tyrone to sign it personally in front of their guests as part of the wedding. Tyrone had agreed and everything was set.
A few hours later, almost two hundred guests were seated outside the Malfoy Manor. Ginny sighed as she looked out the window of the room she was in. Like always, the Weasleys and Malfoys were separated. Neither side was talking to the other.
The yard looked exquisite, however. The Malfoys had offered to pay, knowing of the Weasley money problem and not wanting their son to have anything but the best. There were thousands of white roses and all types of white flowers. The chairs were wooden and white, with white silk cushions. There was a white carpet for Ginny to walk down and even a trellis for the two and the pastor to stand under during the ceremony.
A world-renown wizard band played classical music. The caterers served wine to the guests and the food was being set up in the Malfoy ballroom, where the reception was held. But perhaps the most exquisite thing was Ginny's dress.
It had probably been the greatest dilemma of the wedding. Mrs. Weasley had wanted to make the dress, but Mrs. Malfoy had demanded that Ginny where a "real gown fabricated by a real seamstress." Ginny had gotten the two to come to a truce by suggesting the basic design and actual fabric of the dress be done by a seamstress and her mother could embroider it.
The two reluctantly agreed and Narcissa even offered to help embroider it. Though surprised, Molly Weasley readily accepted her offer. Ginny had thought it rather funny watching the two argue nearly the entire time over how it should be embroidered. The outcome had been marvelous, however.
The top part was almost corset like and flattered Ginny's figure quite nicely. The sleeves were nearly off the shoulder and a sheer-like material. The ends flowed out a bit. The bottom half of the dress flowed out quite a bit and was extremely soft. The entire gown was adorned with pearls embroidered in various patterns.
The dress had a nearly five-foot train. The veil was many layers, the longest layer stretching to about two-foot out. Ginny's hair was crimped stylishly and let loosed to flow delicately behind her shoulders. No part of the veil covered her face, but instead was attached to a tiara. The tiara was merely a thin layer of diamonds.
The time passed almost too slowly for Ginny. Finally, the door behind her opened and in walked her maid of honor. Ginny smiled at the girl, the disguised Teresa. The other people in the room, Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Malfoy, and Hermoine, helped Teresa get ready.
Teresa looked much different, for she had asked Alicia to cast an enchantment on her body that would last until Teresa took it off. Her hair was now a strawberry blonde and her eyes a sparkling blue. Teresa's complexion was much paler and her figure was shorter and more fragile. She was going under the alibi of Harmony Kuzak.
The gowns that "Harmony" and Hermoine wore were very lovely. They had two parts. The first part was a thin satin dress. It was sleeveless and was only a bit clingy. The train went out about ½ of a foot. Over top of that was a sheer layer that had long sleeves and also had a ½ foot train.
Ginny motioned Teresa to follow her and the two inconspicuously made their way out of the room. They wandered for a minute down the endless halls of the Malfoy manor until they were in a secluded area. There, Ginny threw her arms around Teresa. Teresa was shocked, but returned the hug.
"Teresa, I can't believe it. I'm so happy you're here. Little Teresa and Brayden have gotten so big and they are starting to talk and walk. They're really quick. Of course, you know that Tyrone is minister and he's conducting the ceremony. Mariah is also here. And after the ceremony Tyrone is."
A chuckling Teresa interrupted Ginny. "Whoa, whoa. Slow down Gin. You're going at hyper-speed. I know all the details about the wedding and I'm glad to know Bray and Terri are quick learners."
Ginny smiled. "And how's Raine?"
"He's great. He's trying to speak now and he's already trying to stand."
"That's great."
"Look, Gin we should head back. I really want to talk to you, but we can't be gone for too long."
Ginny nodded and the two headed back to the waiting room. An hour later, Teresa and Hermoine were walking down the aisle to a slow and beautiful wedding song. Blaise led "Harmony" and Bill, who Draco had invited to be a groomsmen since he knew that he was Ginny's favorite brother, led Hermoine.
Finally, it was Ginny's turn to walk down the aisle. She took a deep breath and stepped out from the shelter of the Malfoy manor and into the sunlight. The crowd stood, but Ginny was completely oblivious. Her eyes were locked onto Draco's. His mouth dropped and when it finally closed, the biggest smile Ginny had ever seen on a Malfoy appeared.
The ceremony flew by quickly and before they even knew it, they were slipping the rings onto the other's finger. One thing about the traditional vows had been changed, however.
"Do you, Virginia Anne Weasley take Draco Kimono Malfoy to be your lawful wedded husband? To have and to hold, for richer or richer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
Ginny smiled at the change and nodded. "I do."
"Then repeat after me. With this ring I thee wed."
Ginny slipped the golden band encrusted with diamonds on Draco's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed."
"And do you, Draco Kimono Malfoy, take Virginia Anne Weasley to be your lawful wedded wife? To have and to hold, for richer or richer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
Draco whispered so quietly that it was almost lost in the wind. "I do."
"Then repeat after me. With this ring I thee wed."
"With this ring I thee wed." Draco slipped the band onto Ginny's finger.
"Then, with the power invested in my by the England Ministry of Magic, I now pronounce you wizard and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Draco didn't hesitate to lean in and seal their vows with a kiss. The crowd clapped and when they parted, Tyrone summoned a roll of parchment. It was their marriage license. He quickly signed it. Raising it to show the crowd, he spoke clearly to them all.
"I know present to you for the first time, and officially, Mr. and Mrs. Draco Kimono Malfoy."
There was a loud cheer. The crowd slowly dispersed and gave their congratulations to the couple. Blaise and "Harmony" headed inside and Draco and Ginny took that as the cue. They too headed inside. Once everyone was calm and sitting at the table, Draco stood and tapped his glass to draw everyone's attention. Ginny stood with him.
"Many of you know that approximately nine months ago, Teresa Anastasio went missing, along with Blaise and her son Raine. Today, most of you can see that Blaise is with us now, but cannot see that Teresa is too. Well, we'd like to see her as we do."
Ginny nodded and "Harmony" stood and, taking out her wand, recited an incantation. Suddenly, her strawberry-blonde hair was transformed into dark brown hair and her blue eyes into tropical green. She grew a bit and her body became a bit more athletic. The crowd gasped as they realized it was Teresa Anastasio.
A glass fell and shattered into small pieces on the ground. The room fell into an eerie silence. Finally, Teresa heard someone clap. She whipped her head to the side to find Tyrone standing up. He was smiling vigorously and clapping his hands with a proud expression on his face.
Soon, the whole room was clapping. An hour later, all of the explanations had been made. Tyrone had guessed nearly every aspect of the plan. He understood perfectly why Teresa had to disappear and was pleased with her for being so bright. Hours later, after Teresa had promised to write and told Mariah and Tyrone that they were welcome to come visit her, Ginny and Draco left for their honeymoon and the guests left.
Blaise and Teresa apparated to their home in England. They had two homes, one in America and one in Great Britain. Blaise had been given everything his parents had, and they were almost as wealthy as the Malfoys. So the family lived in America and England.
Teresa walked up to the nursery in their home and told the nanny, who lived with them, that she could retire for the night. Teresa gently picked up the sleeping Raine. Rocking him slowly in the near-by rocking chair, she lightly kissed his head.
Not long after, Blaise came in and gently squeezed her shoulder. "You know, he'll have to know eventually."
Teresa's head snapped up so quickly that it hurt. "Why?"
"Because if we don't and he finds out from someone else, he'll feel betrayed."
"No one will tell him, they all took a Merlin's Oath. You can't break that or you die."
"The Death Eaters did not take one. And the ones who escaped will surely try and convert him to Voldemort's side. After all, he is the only heir. Teresa, if you don't tell him the truth, then they could convince him that you were not raped, but willingly bore Voldemort's son. It would be what happened to you all over again. You're trying to protect Raine, but by not telling him, you could screw him over just like you got screwed over."
Teresa sighed. "You're right, but it'll be so hard. How do you tell someone that they weren't supposed to be? That they were a mistake? That they were the result of a rape?"
"There's no easy way to do it. I'm sure it will cause everyone a lot of pain, but it must be done."
Teresa nodded. "You're right, but when?"
"When he's ready."
"But how long will that be?"
"We'll know, believe me, we'll know. When we start making excuses to not tell him, then he's ready. Then it's just us that aren't ready to tell him."
Teresa nodded. "Okay then. Okay."
Three months later, Teresa walked through the same halls as Mrs. Blaise Zabini. The wedding had been just as gorgeous as Ginny's. Her dress was a more modern dress, but the same style. Tyrone had walked her down the aisle. Mariah, Ginny, Alicia, and Stephanie had been her bridesmaids.
Teresa walked out onto her and Blaise's balcony and sighed into the cool morning air. Her white gown drifted gently behind her and she thought of all the blessings she had been given. True, she had lost so much, but she had gained just as much. And she knew, in her heart, that everything was going to be all right.
A month later, she was reinstated as the ruler of the Veela. She had her home moved closer to the forest and apparated there daily. She also oversaw the Irish National Quidditch team, in which she was a partner. Teresa had gained Matt's share in Berti Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and thus also oversaw that.
Blaise was a constructionist and the president of Zabini Production Company. The ZPC produced everything from movies to music videos, sound effects and magic included. All in all, the Zabini family was very well off.
Teresa looked out over their property and sighed. The forest was so beautiful and all evidence that a war had occurred a little more than a year ago was gone. She heard a baby's cry erupt through the mansion and quickly apparated to his room. With a pop, she was back with him in her arms.
She began to hum an enchanting tune and soon, the whining babe was once again quiet. He began to drift back into the world of sleep as Teresa used her wand to keep the tune going. (AN: Think the Harry Potter theme song in a soft tone.)
Blaise joined the two after a few minutes. He wrapped his arms around his wife and his child, for he had recently adopted Raine as his own. Teresa closed her eyes and relished the feeling of being in Blaise's arms and holding her child in her own. And silently she prayed to God that this was one feeling she'd never have to go without.
Fourteen Years Later.
Raine Zabini sat bored at the Slytherin table. He ran a hand through his black hair that fell desirably about his head. He hated the Sorting. In his opinion, it was a waist of time. It only divided the houses and the people, what real good did it do?
His red eyes scanned the Great Hall. He clapped politely as a student was sorted into Slytherin. His eyes landed on a girl who sat at the Gryffindor table. Her silver-blonde hair matched that of the man sitting next to her, her brother. The two shared a private joke and laughed. Raine let his glance rest on her.
Feeling a pair of eyes on her, the girl looked up and smiled tenderly at Raine. He smiled back. Looking to her right, he gave a 'sup' nod to her brother. He smiled and returned the gesture. The sorting ended and then Professor Dumbledore stood to give the welcome speech.
Raine smirked and silently wondered how old Dumbledore would live to be. It seemed as if he were immortal. Clapping his hands, Dumbledore began the feast. Raine took his time eating, laughing with his friend, Lucius. He was the youngest Malfoy and only a year younger than Raine. Named for his grandfather, Lucius was bright and witty, though he was not especially nice, unless you got to know him. Oddly enough, he was the
Raine led the Slytherin first years to the Slytherin dorms and then headed to library with Lucius. There, he met his "group". Raine was quite popular, especially with the women, but he did have his group comprised of his closest friends.
Entering the library, the two headed to the back and saw the six people gathered there. Smirking, he walked over to his girlfriend and put his arm behind her. Gwendolyn Teresa, or Teresa to her friends, smiled at him. Brayden nodded at him.
Also there was Natalie Potter, Chris Weasley, Loraine Weasley, and Jared Weasley. Natalie was the daughter of Hermoine and Harry Potter. She was in third year, but looked old enough to be in fifth. She was quite a looker.
Her black hair fell straight down to her waist, though it was not as unruly as her father's hair. Her figure was lovely and her eyes were a hazel- green. Raine smiled at her and she smiled back. Though with her sweet temperament and sensible attitude made them complete opposites, she was Teresa's best friend and close to Raine as well. Not to mention that she was dating Brayden.
Chris and Loraine Weasley were both the children of Fred and Angelina Weasley. They looked almost identical, except for the differences in sex, and they were Natalie's age. They, like their father, were always involved in some mischief. They had black hair, like their mother, and freckles like their father. Both were good looking, though Chris was the only single one. Loraine was currently dating some Ravenclaw.
Last was Jared Weasley. He was the son of Bill and Mariah Weasley. He was one year younger than Raine, Lucius' age. He was perhaps the strangest Weasley. He spoke sparingly and when he did, it was either a resolution to a problem or a witty comeback. His hair was strawberry blonde and long. He resembled his father a lot, except his sparkling blue eyes, which were his mother's.
Jared and Raine were the best of friends. Jared was in Ravenclaw, though he often sat at Slytherin's table or slept in the Slytherin dorms. Dumbledore usually turned a blind eye to this, seeing as Jared needed help. He was a seer, which was not unusual in the line of Veela. His visions usually came at unpredictable times, though he was trying to control them.
The group talked for hours until it was finally time to head to bed. As they were heading out of the library, something strange happened. Jared stopped walking and seemed to be trying to say something. His hands flew around his throat and he appeared to be choking. His eyes fluttered and he collapsed to the ground. As soon as he hit, he began jolting uncontrollably. Teresa, Natalie, and Loraine gasped in shock. This had never happened before.
Raine was worried. Not knowing what to do, he turned to Natalie. "Nat, go get Professor Dumbledore. Run as fast as you can. The password to his office is salamander suckers."
Natalie nodded and ran off. Turning to Lucius, he gave more directions. "Luc, go find the nearest Professor and tell them that Jared is having a vision, but not a normal one, a dangerous one."
Lucius nodded and ran off. Raine kneeled beside his friend and sat unmoving. He didn't know what to do. The others started crowding around him. Other students who were passing by in the halls did the same. Raine stood and motioned for everyone to stand back.
"Give him some room. Let him breathe."
Raine heard a scream and whipped his head around. It was his two younger sisters, Nicole and Clarice. The two came running up behind him and Clarice, the one who had screamed, began asking him questions. Nicole, on the other hand, knelt beside Jared and checked his pulse.
"His heart rate is going haywire. I have no idea what's causing this. Mom's visions are never this severe, not the ones I've seen."
"I know. We'll have to."
Yet another scream erupted and interrupted him. Raine saw Verena, Jared's younger sister, running their way. She was followed closely by Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Madame Pomfrey. Verena sat by her brother's side and looked on worriedly.
Just as Professor Dumbledore was about to speak, Jared's eyes shot open. The crowd gasped, they were a blood red, like Raine's. His head slowly moved to look Dumbledore in the eye and he spoke with a voice that was not his. It was strange; yet caused everyone to shiver at the severity it contained.
"The war is coming, the greatest war yet. Wizards and witches will not fight others, but themselves. The final battle shall determine the fate of the world and that of others as well. Fate lies within the soul of the heir."
The red of Jared's eyes slowly returned to normal and he passed out. Madame Pomfrey rushed to his side and moved the others out of the way. Dumbledore looked distressed. The students looked to him for directions, but he ignored them and turned to Professor McGonagall.
"Minerva, I want you to alert Mariah Weasley to her son's condition. And, if you could, please contact Teresa Zabini for me. I need to see her immediately. But for the moment, I must attend to young Mr. Weasley."
Professor McGonagall nodded and hurried off as fast as she could. Madame Pomfrey moved stood from her crouched position by Jared's side.
"He's stable now, but I have never seen a seer react in such a way to a vision."
"But he'll be okay, right?"
Madame Pomfrey looked sympathetically at Verena. "I can only hope, child."
Dumbledore nodded. "We must take him to the hospital wing. The rest of you will head to bed."
Raine and the others exchanged a look. Raine then looked to Dumbledore. "We're coming with you."
Even in his distress, Dumbledore had to smile at Raine's behavior, which was much like his mother. Both were the same in that they cared for their friends more than themselves. Dumbledore nodded.
Less than an hour later, Mariah and Bill Weasley were by their son's side, along with Ginny and Blaise. Teresa had yet to arrive. She and Draco were both away on business trips. Draco was on his way, but no one knew where Teresa was. Mariah sat worriedly by her son's bedside. Jared had still not awakened. Bill held his daughter in his arms, assuring her all would be well.
There was a loud pop and everyone whipped their heads around to see Draco. Ginny ran to his side and quickly explained the situation. He looked grimly at Jared and turned to Mariah.
"Have you checked with Maiden Gwendolyn? She usually knows where Teresa is."
"Yes, but she didn't know where she was either. She went to go look for her. I just hope."
Two more loud pops announced the apparation of Teresa and Gwendolyn. Teresa rushed to the bedside and Mariah explained what had happened. Looking grim, Teresa contemplated the situation. Everyone waited in silence for her to speak.
Turning her head to her son, Teresa spoke. "Raine, do you remember the exact words Jared said?"
Raine nodded. "He said 'The war is coming, the greatest war yet. Wizards and witches will not fight others, but themselves. The final battle shall determine the fate of the world and that of others as well. Fate lies within the soul of the heir.' And then he passed out."
Teresa closed her eyes and fell silent again. Slowly she reopened her eyes and made her way to Jared's side. Looking to Mariah, she silently asked her sister if she was okay. Mariah slightly nodded.
It was hours before Jared awoke and by then, Teresa had it all figured out. When Jared's eyes opened, he sat up quickly and called her Teresa. She came running to his side.
"Do you know what's coming?"
Teresa nodded. "They have found one of the portals, one of the voids in the fabric of time. It will only be a matter of time before it all begins."
Jared nodded. "Do you think we can win?"
"We must. If we don't, it will not only be the end of our world, but that of other's as well. We cannot allow that to happen."
Raine stepped forward, for he and the others had been listening. "Mom, what are you talking about? What portal?"
Teresa sighed and Jared got out of his bed, despite the protests of Madame Pomfrey. Teresa told Madame to leave it be, for he was fine. Jared stood by Teresa's side and she turned to the others. Looking in her son's eyes, he was surprised to find pity. And that was something his mother never gave anyone.
"Raine, you know who your birth father is. Blaise and I told you this past summer. But what you do not know is that before he died, he discovered a portal or a break in the fabric of time. This allows one with very powerful magic to have access or entry into other worlds, worlds parallel to our own.
"For every decision we make, we also make a world where we chose the other choice. Sometimes, having access to these worlds can be very dangerous. I believe that Voldemort has access to one of the more dangerous worlds.
"So instead of fighting Death Eaters, for the greatest war yet is just around the bend, we will be fighting ourselves in this parallel universe. And the fate of us all lies in the hands of the Heir."
Raine looked at his mother confused. "Who is the Heir?"
"The Heir is Voldemort's only child. You are the Heir, Raine. Our fate and the fate of the other worlds are in your hands. Life, death, and the future depends on you. If you fail the upcoming conquest, then we are condemned to an eternity of hell."
A/N: Wow, what an ending huh? I'll write my thanks later b/c I'm sure you all want to read this ASAP. As of now, I'm not planning on writing a sequel, but if enough people review or e-mail me and tell me to, I will. Or maybe if anyone out there wants to try and continue, and they ask me, we'll see where they take it.
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