Don't Go
Hermione had fallen asleep and had gotten up yet again but when she awoke this time. She was in a darkly colored room surrounded by many dark haired tall women with sharp eyes colors. She recognized the doctor from the earlier part of the day standing away from the women, he looked nervous. This would be the hardest labor he would have seen in his life time. He gave her a weak smile.
The women noticed she was up and starred at her with their cold indifferent eyes. None of them wanting to get to close to her and Hermione realized that these must be the demons the doctor had been talking about.
She felt a painful contraction, and closed her eyes to absorb the pain. It felt much worse then it had before. Like daggers stabbing their way up her body.
Another women examined her. "She's ready" she whispered to the silent room, no one talked for several seconds but then started to bustle around. Hermione's legs were held carelessy by some sort of charmed. Her upper body was placed on several large pillows.
A few of the women were placing some sort of oil on her skin. Another women was wiping the sweat from her face with slightly cold water. However many of the women sat to the side she could barely hear them whispering amongst each other.
"The baby's father has been most irritating, Kept demanding to see the girl. I wanted to kill him after the third time and told him so" Muttered one women. Hermione inwardly that she had killed Malfoy, it would have made the whole thing much easier. However the women gave each other evil smiles.
The doctor was by Hermione's side and Hermione saw Carla looking nerviously at the demonic women. Apparently early they were testing their powers on each other.
"Ready?" asked one of the demons. Hermione forced nod and whether she or not she was really ready, she wasn't quite sure. "Alright I want you to take a deep breath, and start to push as hard as you can." She did so, and she felt unbelievable pain. In a few seconds she had to push again and after several tries.
Finally one of the women shouted I see it. "You just need to give one more push ok?" and she did so.
"I caught it!" screamed one of the women who was positioned between her legs And as Hermione She heard a loud baby scream and sigh of relief from everyone but the doctor in the room. Hermione notice the black silvery glowing blood. Which many of the demons were collecting. Here comes the painful part Hermione thought.
The doctor peformed a spell and Hermione closed her eyes. It was painful and she didn't want to see what exactly he was doing. She was loosing a lot of blood and her body was getting weaker and weaker and the last thing she saw before collapsing was a small baby with in the doctors arms.
1 day later
Hermione had awakened with several eyes around her. There were several demonic women. Narcissa Malfoy, and some other deatheator's wives who were clumped together at one end of the room. They stared at her not knowing how to react. None of them knew whether congratulate her, or to keep a cold distance as was normally done
Hermione noticed a small child about 9 monthes old suckling on one of the demon women's breast. The baby like its mother had dark hair. It made her realize that she was desperate for her own children.
She tried to get out of the bed, but one of Narcissa's friends came over and whispered "Your too weak." She said softly.
"I am not." Hermione said back. "No really I am fine"
The woman muttered something like "New Mothers."
"Oh come on Sarah, I remember when you had Vincent. You demanded to seem or other wise kill the nurses who prevented it." Mrs. Crabbe blushed as one of her friends reminded
"Yes well that was different. She is much weaker than I was." The women nodded in agreement.
"Well I assure you I am perfectly fine." The women rolled their eyes, but Hermione made another attempt to get out of the bed but was prevented yet again.
"Now don't act ruthless, you had a difficult birth and there will be a lot of recovering to be done." Narcissa said slowly. "But wait a second, I want to show you something." Narcissa left the room and went it to the adjoining one.
She came back with a small bundle of light green silk. "Do you know how to hold a baby?" Hermione looked nervously, of course she knew how to, but did she really want to? I mean what if was to accidentally drop it. Narcissa seemed to have read her mind "Don't worry you wont drop her, Now place your arms like this, That's a girl." She placed the baby into Hermione's arms.
Hermione looked at the baby before her. There was no doubt it was a Malfoy. The baby girl had blonde hair yet it was not as silvery as Malfoy's. She had the same bluish gray eyes. She looked very much like Hermione had as a baby but she had Malfoy's complexion.
The baby started to cry. Hermione was slightly taken aback.
"What did I do?" Both the demonic women and Narcissa's friends started to laugh. Suddenly Hermione felt stupid, she had gone from the smartest girl at Hogwarts, to helpless mother, whose baby cried the second she held her.
"Nothing dear she is just hungry." Narcissa said gently. "Here let me show what to do" Narcissa quickly taught Hermione how to breast feed and with in several seconds the baby was happily suckling.
MEANWHILE
Draco starred at his son. For the last few hours the little baby had been the center of attention. There had been much argument. The Demons believed that the baby rightfully belonged to them.
"Any man with demonic powers should not fiddle within the wizarding world" cried one of the demons.
"His father was a wizard and his mother was a witch but mudblood at that" Cried back Lucious angered by the pathetic claims of selfish minded creatures. "So the baby is not completely demon and could not survive in the underworld."
"It doesn't matter who or what his parents was the baby is still a demon, and a powerful one, he will not be able to pursue his power in the wizarding world" Asterion, the most powerful leader with in the underworld society announced angrily.
"There must be some sort of compromise gentlemen" said a more diplomatic Mr. Lestrange. "Since it obvious that the child will not only have the powers of a demon, but of a wizard as well. The child will need the powers of both worlds, not just one of them. There must be away in dividing the time."
"Very well." Asterion said "The time must be split up equally."
"Fine." Lucious agreed. "Oh will that child ever shut up." He said angrily addressing the baby at the center of the room.
"He is a baby Lucious." Said Mr. Lestrange some what irritated at his old friend.
"Thanks for the update Mark, Draco take the child to its mother" Lucious said somewhat carelessy.
"I am not an errand boy" Draco said rebelliously
"You must learn to respect, your elders now leave before the child brings me to the edge of insanity" he said sternly
"You have already past the edge of insanity along time ago father" he muttered just loud enough for several of the demons to hear him and snigger.
Draco picked up his son for the first time. He almost wish the baby would stop crying, the second he picked him up. No such luck, the baby continued to scream. As soon as he got out of the room, he started to curse at some house elves, who started to hit themselves after angering their master.
He walked up the stone steps and into Hermione's room, he didn't bother to knock and just entered with little care.
When he got there she was on her side facing the opposite direction. The other women had left for lunch. She didn't seem to have noticed, How could she not have notice the loud shrills the baby was bringing. He sat on the king sized bed and nudged her a little bit. She didn't look up at him exactly but made a slight moaning sound.
"Granger wake up?" he said urgently.
"I am" she said sleepily. "I thought the baby just fell asleep."
"I don't think that's possible, this baby has been up since 8" he said trying to fix her confusion.
"It's the boy then?" she asks still half asleep.
"Yea." She slowly slumped up to get a better view of him. Draco handed her the baby, who was still crying hungrily, she put the baby at her breast. He sat next to her not knowing what to say. He noticed that she was very pale and weak looking he had heard it had been a very dangerous birth and she was lucky to have survived it. He also noticed that she was struggling to stay in upright postion and was beginning to lean on him for support.
"So how are you?" he asked slowly.
"Better than the last time you saw me." She replied. Not really looking at him just starring across the room.
"Oh" he responded carelessly.
"Anything interesting happened today?" she asked dully back.
"He blew up a house elf." In truth Draco had been waiting to tell Hermione this all day. In the middle of the argument a house elf was starting to clean the crib and had probably felt threatened by the ugly creature (AN jus for the record I thought dobby was adorable) and had blown it up. Of course the Demons found the whole thing surprisingly normal, the wizards had been in shock, Draco and his father never having any true love for house elves, were in hysterics.
"As in this Baby?" She said looking slightly exasperated.
"Yes, Who would have thought that the very founder S. P. E. W, Mrs. Hermione's Granger, very own son would have killed a house elf before he was one day old." He said sarcastically.
"I think that has more to do with the Malfoy legacy, rather than mine" she said back with mock anger.
"Would you be willing to make a bet on that?" He said jokingly.
She smiled at him brightly "It depends what the wager is Mr. Malfoy." He smirked, she turned to his face abruptly.
"Malfoy, remember when you came into the room and Carla asked you about conquests what exactly were these conquests?" she looked at him seriously.
He gave a deep sigh. "There are rebels forming in the streets of London, which have said to be spreading to the rest of the world" A look of excitement crossed her face, within a second she hid it, and allowed him to finish "They say Potter is leading it." He stopped talking and looked at the baby.
"Little Tike" He muttered, as is stared at the baby and touched the soft blonde hair gently, and slowly kissed the top of the baby's head. "Sorry but I must go back into the dining room, and see if they have come to some sort of agreement."
"Malfoy wait" she said softly for the first time she didn't want him to leave her. Something had changed about him or maybe it was her.
"Yea?" Part of her wanted to say don't leave but the other part of her didn't want him to reject her.
She thought of something to say "What is his name?"
"Rhydon Lucious Malfoy"
"I see" she replied emotionless
"Yes well, I am must really leave before this bloody agreement gets out of control
Hermione nodded not quite knowing what agreement he was talking about, not quite carrying either. She looked at the other baby that had now fallen asleep in her arms. She smiled at the baby.
"Your not that evil are you Rhydon?" she asked not expecting one, not quite wanting one. She placed him on the bed. She would have to wait until someone came in the room and put him in his crib next to his twin sister. But for the moment she enjoyed the presence of the small baby. She forced herself to stay up and to watch him in case she was to role over or if he was to fall off. It seemed impossible that such a small thing, innocent, could be considered so evil, well maybe he wasn't that innocent for a baby as well.
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a few weeks later.
"You have come along way Mr. Potter, my brother Albus, of course mentioned you However I never expected such courage for that I applaud you." Said the elderly man whom had been introduced himself to Harry as the late head master's brother.
"Thank you sir." He muttered.
"But may I ask you a question" the elderly man asked. Harry nodded
"You escaped are the only one Voldemort failed to kill with the intension of doing so, How could you survived his last attempt 8 months ago? That was at the beginning of his new prime, his followers had been reunited and were willing to do anything for him, I am having a difficulty understanding"
"I don't think he was trying to kill me, Voldemort likes to live with some sort of danger, some sort of motive of hate, he returned swearing he would kill and perhaps he feels if this is accomplished he would loose his motive." Harry lied, he had to answerer this question everyday or so. So much he had practice this lie over and over again. However a part of him knew that any relative of Professor Dumbeldore would see straight through him. However the man did not question Harry's answer.
"What was the reason for you to be so set on these rebel camps?"
"My two best friends were captured by dark lord." He replied
"What friends do you speak of?" he asked again in an interview manner.
"Ron Weasily and Hermione Granger." He replied
"Hermione Granger, as in the mother of the dark lord's new heir?" he commented
"She had the baby?" Harry asked now, well of course it made sense she would have been way over nine months pregnant.
"No she didn't have a baby, she had babies, or so my spies tell me" he finished.
"Is she alright?" Harry asked nervously.
"It was a difficult birth and she was quite ill although she has recovered within the last two weeks of the babies' birth. Poor girl, you did hear that her son was a demon?" Yes Harry had heard that sometime in July some passing messenger had told him although, he had not truly believed him until now.
"And the other child?" Harry asked
"Ahh, Scarlet Rose I think is normal, but will be a powerful witch or so many of the Death Eaters think. However they are being most arrogant with the boy Rhydon. He is even considerably powerful in Demon Standards."
"Is she happy? I mean is Hermione truly happy?" Harry asked anxious dying for the answer.
"No I don't think its very possible, she is said to be pretty much forced to stay into her own quarters and the only people who really talk to her are wives of Death of Eators and they are as crude as their husbands and of course Draco Malfoy, Who is most likely not the best source of company.
"Mr. Dumbledore, I do not think I will be able to fight the Death Eaters at Scotland's border." Harry said after much consideration.
"And why do you think that?" The old man asked
"I need to save my best friends before they are killed and I lose my motive for this rebellion." Harry Replied and walked out of the room.
It was lucky for Lucious, that shortly after Potter was gone, the poly juice potion ware off. Lucious Malfoy looked himself in the mirror and smirked proudly. Potter was such a fool, stupid and thickheaded just like his father. He quickly sent a note to Voldemort telling him Harry Potter was on his way back to Hogwarts.
Authors Notes
I think since my schedule has gotten loads better it will be much easier for me to I will try to update a new chapter.
Hermione had fallen asleep and had gotten up yet again but when she awoke this time. She was in a darkly colored room surrounded by many dark haired tall women with sharp eyes colors. She recognized the doctor from the earlier part of the day standing away from the women, he looked nervous. This would be the hardest labor he would have seen in his life time. He gave her a weak smile.
The women noticed she was up and starred at her with their cold indifferent eyes. None of them wanting to get to close to her and Hermione realized that these must be the demons the doctor had been talking about.
She felt a painful contraction, and closed her eyes to absorb the pain. It felt much worse then it had before. Like daggers stabbing their way up her body.
Another women examined her. "She's ready" she whispered to the silent room, no one talked for several seconds but then started to bustle around. Hermione's legs were held carelessy by some sort of charmed. Her upper body was placed on several large pillows.
A few of the women were placing some sort of oil on her skin. Another women was wiping the sweat from her face with slightly cold water. However many of the women sat to the side she could barely hear them whispering amongst each other.
"The baby's father has been most irritating, Kept demanding to see the girl. I wanted to kill him after the third time and told him so" Muttered one women. Hermione inwardly that she had killed Malfoy, it would have made the whole thing much easier. However the women gave each other evil smiles.
The doctor was by Hermione's side and Hermione saw Carla looking nerviously at the demonic women. Apparently early they were testing their powers on each other.
"Ready?" asked one of the demons. Hermione forced nod and whether she or not she was really ready, she wasn't quite sure. "Alright I want you to take a deep breath, and start to push as hard as you can." She did so, and she felt unbelievable pain. In a few seconds she had to push again and after several tries.
Finally one of the women shouted I see it. "You just need to give one more push ok?" and she did so.
"I caught it!" screamed one of the women who was positioned between her legs And as Hermione She heard a loud baby scream and sigh of relief from everyone but the doctor in the room. Hermione notice the black silvery glowing blood. Which many of the demons were collecting. Here comes the painful part Hermione thought.
The doctor peformed a spell and Hermione closed her eyes. It was painful and she didn't want to see what exactly he was doing. She was loosing a lot of blood and her body was getting weaker and weaker and the last thing she saw before collapsing was a small baby with in the doctors arms.
1 day later
Hermione had awakened with several eyes around her. There were several demonic women. Narcissa Malfoy, and some other deatheator's wives who were clumped together at one end of the room. They stared at her not knowing how to react. None of them knew whether congratulate her, or to keep a cold distance as was normally done
Hermione noticed a small child about 9 monthes old suckling on one of the demon women's breast. The baby like its mother had dark hair. It made her realize that she was desperate for her own children.
She tried to get out of the bed, but one of Narcissa's friends came over and whispered "Your too weak." She said softly.
"I am not." Hermione said back. "No really I am fine"
The woman muttered something like "New Mothers."
"Oh come on Sarah, I remember when you had Vincent. You demanded to seem or other wise kill the nurses who prevented it." Mrs. Crabbe blushed as one of her friends reminded
"Yes well that was different. She is much weaker than I was." The women nodded in agreement.
"Well I assure you I am perfectly fine." The women rolled their eyes, but Hermione made another attempt to get out of the bed but was prevented yet again.
"Now don't act ruthless, you had a difficult birth and there will be a lot of recovering to be done." Narcissa said slowly. "But wait a second, I want to show you something." Narcissa left the room and went it to the adjoining one.
She came back with a small bundle of light green silk. "Do you know how to hold a baby?" Hermione looked nervously, of course she knew how to, but did she really want to? I mean what if was to accidentally drop it. Narcissa seemed to have read her mind "Don't worry you wont drop her, Now place your arms like this, That's a girl." She placed the baby into Hermione's arms.
Hermione looked at the baby before her. There was no doubt it was a Malfoy. The baby girl had blonde hair yet it was not as silvery as Malfoy's. She had the same bluish gray eyes. She looked very much like Hermione had as a baby but she had Malfoy's complexion.
The baby started to cry. Hermione was slightly taken aback.
"What did I do?" Both the demonic women and Narcissa's friends started to laugh. Suddenly Hermione felt stupid, she had gone from the smartest girl at Hogwarts, to helpless mother, whose baby cried the second she held her.
"Nothing dear she is just hungry." Narcissa said gently. "Here let me show what to do" Narcissa quickly taught Hermione how to breast feed and with in several seconds the baby was happily suckling.
MEANWHILE
Draco starred at his son. For the last few hours the little baby had been the center of attention. There had been much argument. The Demons believed that the baby rightfully belonged to them.
"Any man with demonic powers should not fiddle within the wizarding world" cried one of the demons.
"His father was a wizard and his mother was a witch but mudblood at that" Cried back Lucious angered by the pathetic claims of selfish minded creatures. "So the baby is not completely demon and could not survive in the underworld."
"It doesn't matter who or what his parents was the baby is still a demon, and a powerful one, he will not be able to pursue his power in the wizarding world" Asterion, the most powerful leader with in the underworld society announced angrily.
"There must be some sort of compromise gentlemen" said a more diplomatic Mr. Lestrange. "Since it obvious that the child will not only have the powers of a demon, but of a wizard as well. The child will need the powers of both worlds, not just one of them. There must be away in dividing the time."
"Very well." Asterion said "The time must be split up equally."
"Fine." Lucious agreed. "Oh will that child ever shut up." He said angrily addressing the baby at the center of the room.
"He is a baby Lucious." Said Mr. Lestrange some what irritated at his old friend.
"Thanks for the update Mark, Draco take the child to its mother" Lucious said somewhat carelessy.
"I am not an errand boy" Draco said rebelliously
"You must learn to respect, your elders now leave before the child brings me to the edge of insanity" he said sternly
"You have already past the edge of insanity along time ago father" he muttered just loud enough for several of the demons to hear him and snigger.
Draco picked up his son for the first time. He almost wish the baby would stop crying, the second he picked him up. No such luck, the baby continued to scream. As soon as he got out of the room, he started to curse at some house elves, who started to hit themselves after angering their master.
He walked up the stone steps and into Hermione's room, he didn't bother to knock and just entered with little care.
When he got there she was on her side facing the opposite direction. The other women had left for lunch. She didn't seem to have noticed, How could she not have notice the loud shrills the baby was bringing. He sat on the king sized bed and nudged her a little bit. She didn't look up at him exactly but made a slight moaning sound.
"Granger wake up?" he said urgently.
"I am" she said sleepily. "I thought the baby just fell asleep."
"I don't think that's possible, this baby has been up since 8" he said trying to fix her confusion.
"It's the boy then?" she asks still half asleep.
"Yea." She slowly slumped up to get a better view of him. Draco handed her the baby, who was still crying hungrily, she put the baby at her breast. He sat next to her not knowing what to say. He noticed that she was very pale and weak looking he had heard it had been a very dangerous birth and she was lucky to have survived it. He also noticed that she was struggling to stay in upright postion and was beginning to lean on him for support.
"So how are you?" he asked slowly.
"Better than the last time you saw me." She replied. Not really looking at him just starring across the room.
"Oh" he responded carelessly.
"Anything interesting happened today?" she asked dully back.
"He blew up a house elf." In truth Draco had been waiting to tell Hermione this all day. In the middle of the argument a house elf was starting to clean the crib and had probably felt threatened by the ugly creature (AN jus for the record I thought dobby was adorable) and had blown it up. Of course the Demons found the whole thing surprisingly normal, the wizards had been in shock, Draco and his father never having any true love for house elves, were in hysterics.
"As in this Baby?" She said looking slightly exasperated.
"Yes, Who would have thought that the very founder S. P. E. W, Mrs. Hermione's Granger, very own son would have killed a house elf before he was one day old." He said sarcastically.
"I think that has more to do with the Malfoy legacy, rather than mine" she said back with mock anger.
"Would you be willing to make a bet on that?" He said jokingly.
She smiled at him brightly "It depends what the wager is Mr. Malfoy." He smirked, she turned to his face abruptly.
"Malfoy, remember when you came into the room and Carla asked you about conquests what exactly were these conquests?" she looked at him seriously.
He gave a deep sigh. "There are rebels forming in the streets of London, which have said to be spreading to the rest of the world" A look of excitement crossed her face, within a second she hid it, and allowed him to finish "They say Potter is leading it." He stopped talking and looked at the baby.
"Little Tike" He muttered, as is stared at the baby and touched the soft blonde hair gently, and slowly kissed the top of the baby's head. "Sorry but I must go back into the dining room, and see if they have come to some sort of agreement."
"Malfoy wait" she said softly for the first time she didn't want him to leave her. Something had changed about him or maybe it was her.
"Yea?" Part of her wanted to say don't leave but the other part of her didn't want him to reject her.
She thought of something to say "What is his name?"
"Rhydon Lucious Malfoy"
"I see" she replied emotionless
"Yes well, I am must really leave before this bloody agreement gets out of control
Hermione nodded not quite knowing what agreement he was talking about, not quite carrying either. She looked at the other baby that had now fallen asleep in her arms. She smiled at the baby.
"Your not that evil are you Rhydon?" she asked not expecting one, not quite wanting one. She placed him on the bed. She would have to wait until someone came in the room and put him in his crib next to his twin sister. But for the moment she enjoyed the presence of the small baby. She forced herself to stay up and to watch him in case she was to role over or if he was to fall off. It seemed impossible that such a small thing, innocent, could be considered so evil, well maybe he wasn't that innocent for a baby as well.
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a few weeks later.
"You have come along way Mr. Potter, my brother Albus, of course mentioned you However I never expected such courage for that I applaud you." Said the elderly man whom had been introduced himself to Harry as the late head master's brother.
"Thank you sir." He muttered.
"But may I ask you a question" the elderly man asked. Harry nodded
"You escaped are the only one Voldemort failed to kill with the intension of doing so, How could you survived his last attempt 8 months ago? That was at the beginning of his new prime, his followers had been reunited and were willing to do anything for him, I am having a difficulty understanding"
"I don't think he was trying to kill me, Voldemort likes to live with some sort of danger, some sort of motive of hate, he returned swearing he would kill and perhaps he feels if this is accomplished he would loose his motive." Harry lied, he had to answerer this question everyday or so. So much he had practice this lie over and over again. However a part of him knew that any relative of Professor Dumbeldore would see straight through him. However the man did not question Harry's answer.
"What was the reason for you to be so set on these rebel camps?"
"My two best friends were captured by dark lord." He replied
"What friends do you speak of?" he asked again in an interview manner.
"Ron Weasily and Hermione Granger." He replied
"Hermione Granger, as in the mother of the dark lord's new heir?" he commented
"She had the baby?" Harry asked now, well of course it made sense she would have been way over nine months pregnant.
"No she didn't have a baby, she had babies, or so my spies tell me" he finished.
"Is she alright?" Harry asked nervously.
"It was a difficult birth and she was quite ill although she has recovered within the last two weeks of the babies' birth. Poor girl, you did hear that her son was a demon?" Yes Harry had heard that sometime in July some passing messenger had told him although, he had not truly believed him until now.
"And the other child?" Harry asked
"Ahh, Scarlet Rose I think is normal, but will be a powerful witch or so many of the Death Eaters think. However they are being most arrogant with the boy Rhydon. He is even considerably powerful in Demon Standards."
"Is she happy? I mean is Hermione truly happy?" Harry asked anxious dying for the answer.
"No I don't think its very possible, she is said to be pretty much forced to stay into her own quarters and the only people who really talk to her are wives of Death of Eators and they are as crude as their husbands and of course Draco Malfoy, Who is most likely not the best source of company.
"Mr. Dumbledore, I do not think I will be able to fight the Death Eaters at Scotland's border." Harry said after much consideration.
"And why do you think that?" The old man asked
"I need to save my best friends before they are killed and I lose my motive for this rebellion." Harry Replied and walked out of the room.
It was lucky for Lucious, that shortly after Potter was gone, the poly juice potion ware off. Lucious Malfoy looked himself in the mirror and smirked proudly. Potter was such a fool, stupid and thickheaded just like his father. He quickly sent a note to Voldemort telling him Harry Potter was on his way back to Hogwarts.
Authors Notes
I think since my schedule has gotten loads better it will be much easier for me to I will try to update a new chapter.