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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, and the plot.
Such a long wait! I actually had this all written about a week ago, but I got grounded! 9 DAYS! Bleh. I hate being grounded. Okay this is where the plot gets REALLY thick! A major realization will come forth. In this chapter, there are bits about the characters. Everyone is in a different place at different times. So yeah. Hope you like! Oh yeah, and if you love raisenettes, review!
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Driretlan
Hermione opened her eyes. It felt like there was a hurricane in her stomach. She clapped her hand to her mouth and rushed to the loo. Ginny ran in and held Hermione's hair back as Hermione vomited. Once it looked like Hermione had emptied her stomach, the two set out for the Hospital Wing. They had only made one mad dash towards the restrooms before they reached the Infirmary.
The mediwitch, unsurprisingly awake at such an early hour, bustled around Hermione. Taking her temperature, drawing blood, taking measurements, etc.
Hermione wearily watched Madam Promphry mix some kind of powder into Hermione's urine sample. It immediately turned blue. It then turned an even darker blue. A smile touched the older woman's lips.
"Congratulations, Miss Granger. You're two months pregnant. You're carrying a baby boy," the woman announced.
Hermione blinked, mentally calculating. Two months. February. Subtract two. December. Around Christmas. Due in September.
Hermione's eyes widened as she remembered that night when she and Draco had given each other the best Christmas present before Christmas.
Tears flooded her eyes. She hadn't even noticed that her stomach had a slight bulge. She didn't notice that she had not had her menstrual period. Hermione felt someone hug her. It was Ginny.
"Be happy, 'Mione. You know that Draco will be happy," Ginny whispered.
Hermione choked back a sob. Draco was nowhere to be found. Draco wouldn't want a child. Hell, they weren't even engaged. She couldn't tell Draco. Her hand found her stomach. She was pregnant. And that was her fate.
~*~
Draco sat alone in the Forbidden Forest. He sat in the shadows. He watched in fascination as a unicorn gave birth to a foal. Draco smiled softly. He had been surprised when the unicorn had not taken notice of him. And when it did, it did not seem bothered.
A half trained, telepathic wolf was curled up at his side. The wolf sighed and turned its glowing, golden eyes on Draco.
'White-pup worrrried,' the wolf called Driretlan said. The wolf's inner voice echoed through Draco's mind.
The wolf nudged Draco with his muzzle and flipped his ears forward.
Draco looked at the large, black brute and placed his hand on the ruff of Driretlan's neck.
"Driretlan, I almost killed another student!" he exclaimed.
The canine shook its head.
'White-pup must rrrreturrn to castle,' Driretlan replied in his low, inner voice.
Draco arched an eyebrow at the wolf. "You're coming with me," he retorted.
Driretlan's ears perked at that. 'Driretlan stay in forrrest where Driretlan is safe. White-pup must go to school where he belongs," Driretlan retorted, mimicking Draco.
Draco sighed heavily and grabbed the flappy skin at Driretlan's neck, pulling the wild dog along with him as he returned to the castle.
~*~
Poppy burst into Albus's office.
"Albus! Miss Granger is pregnant! The father is Draco Malfoy, and you know the magic can be passed from generation to generation. This baby may end up killing Miss Granger! If the boy has such dark magic coursing through his veins, then their child will also!" the aging woman exclaimed.
Albus touched his chin in thought. "I believe that Miss Granger is strong enough to carry this baby. Good day, Poppy," Albus said and disappeared into his quarters, leaving a disapproving mediwitch in his office.
~*~
Harry twisted a long, red lock of hair around his finger.
"Who would have thought that Hermione would be the first to bare children in our group?" Harry asked in a soft voice.
Ginny was lying down, using Harry's lap as a pillow.
"I thought Blaise would be first," Ginny stated in an equally soft voice.
Harry nodded, still playing with Ginny's hair.
Ginny sighed heavily. "It's going to be hell from now on. I can feel it," Ginny whispered.
Harry shivered. When Ginny predicted something, it happened. Harry became alarmed as he watched a lone tear roll down Ginny's angel kissed cheek.
"Gin, what's wrong?" He nearly lost his head knowing that Ginny was upset.
Harry pulled Ginny up into a sitting position, hugging her close. Sobs wracked Ginny's petite body.
"Why must everything fall apart right when we have finished mending the wrong?" she asked, choking on her words.
Harry breathed soothing sounds into Ginny's ear to calm her. Ginny's sobs soon faded, her breath evening out. She relaxed against him, slipping into slumber.
"I wish I knew," he whispered into Ginny's soft curls.
Ginny snuggled closer in her unconscious reply, leaving Harry to his thoughts.
~*~
Blaise sighed in satisfaction. Ron gave her a weird look. The two were sitting in the Room of Requirement. Blaise was curled up in an armchair in front of fire. She was holding a box of muggle candy, currently eating a raisenette. Ron was lying on the Persian rug, idly twiddling his thumbs. A box of chocolate frogs lay at his side.
"Really, Ron. You should try a raisenette," Blaise said after swallowing her chocolate covered raisen.
Ron frowned and sat up. "What are they?" he asked.
"Raisens covered with chocolate," she purred.
Ron smiled and stood. He walked over to her and held out his hand. Blaise displayed a half smile and poured some of her precious candy into his palm.
"I have a question. How the hell did Hermione and Malfoy get together?" he asked after swallowing his sweet.
Blaise shrugged and seemed to examine a raisenette. "The first time, they just fell for each other after being forced to live together. Harry, Professor Chang, Ginny, and I got those two back together when 'Mione lost her memory," Blaise explained before popping the raisenette into her mouth.
Ron nodded in understanding and sat down with his back against the front of Blaise's chair. Blaise summoned her Witch Weekly and idly began to run her fingers through Ron's baby soft hair. Ron yawned, listening to Blaise read aloud.
Blaise put down her magazine and smiled down at a sleeping Ron. She slowly stood and knelt beside him. She softly kissed his cheek, as if it were a goodnight kiss, and turned to leave. A hang closed around her wrist and pulled her back, turning her to meet her captor. Blaise was surprised when she felt her lips pressed against Ron's. Ron was awake, his lips gently pressed against her lips. Ron's tongue glided across her bottom lip as if it were asking for permission to enter. Blaise gladly separated her lips.
Blaise soon found herself straddling Ron, her hands creeping towards his southern area (having already explored his chest), and his hands were beneath her shirt.
A large group of teenagers suddenly appeared at their sides. They all looked vaguely familiar. A girl with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes fumbled with a time-turner.
"Uh. sorry! Carry on with your business!" the girl managed to say. Two teenagers, who had to be twins, with contrasting red hair (one had strawberry blonde hair and the other had auburn red hair.) frowned.
"Wait, they're our--" they did not get to finish their exclamation as the girl gave the hourglass one last turn before they all disappeared.
Ron and Blaise stared dumbfounded at the spot where the group had been. Blaise cleared her throat and fixed her clothes. She quickly stood and with one look back, she left Ron to brood.
Could this week get any weirder? (Yes it can.)
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So did you like it? Huh huh huh? Okay, I'll tell you a bit about these kids. These kids are from the future. And you know that I don't like to have someone show up for no reason.so when I'm finished the sequel, I'm going to write a separate story that is based on Moonlit Sapphire and A New Beginning. It's the future lives of our current characters. But it's not about them. It's about their kids. Toodilz!
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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, and the plot.
Such a long wait! I actually had this all written about a week ago, but I got grounded! 9 DAYS! Bleh. I hate being grounded. Okay this is where the plot gets REALLY thick! A major realization will come forth. In this chapter, there are bits about the characters. Everyone is in a different place at different times. So yeah. Hope you like! Oh yeah, and if you love raisenettes, review!
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Driretlan
Hermione opened her eyes. It felt like there was a hurricane in her stomach. She clapped her hand to her mouth and rushed to the loo. Ginny ran in and held Hermione's hair back as Hermione vomited. Once it looked like Hermione had emptied her stomach, the two set out for the Hospital Wing. They had only made one mad dash towards the restrooms before they reached the Infirmary.
The mediwitch, unsurprisingly awake at such an early hour, bustled around Hermione. Taking her temperature, drawing blood, taking measurements, etc.
Hermione wearily watched Madam Promphry mix some kind of powder into Hermione's urine sample. It immediately turned blue. It then turned an even darker blue. A smile touched the older woman's lips.
"Congratulations, Miss Granger. You're two months pregnant. You're carrying a baby boy," the woman announced.
Hermione blinked, mentally calculating. Two months. February. Subtract two. December. Around Christmas. Due in September.
Hermione's eyes widened as she remembered that night when she and Draco had given each other the best Christmas present before Christmas.
Tears flooded her eyes. She hadn't even noticed that her stomach had a slight bulge. She didn't notice that she had not had her menstrual period. Hermione felt someone hug her. It was Ginny.
"Be happy, 'Mione. You know that Draco will be happy," Ginny whispered.
Hermione choked back a sob. Draco was nowhere to be found. Draco wouldn't want a child. Hell, they weren't even engaged. She couldn't tell Draco. Her hand found her stomach. She was pregnant. And that was her fate.
~*~
Draco sat alone in the Forbidden Forest. He sat in the shadows. He watched in fascination as a unicorn gave birth to a foal. Draco smiled softly. He had been surprised when the unicorn had not taken notice of him. And when it did, it did not seem bothered.
A half trained, telepathic wolf was curled up at his side. The wolf sighed and turned its glowing, golden eyes on Draco.
'White-pup worrrried,' the wolf called Driretlan said. The wolf's inner voice echoed through Draco's mind.
The wolf nudged Draco with his muzzle and flipped his ears forward.
Draco looked at the large, black brute and placed his hand on the ruff of Driretlan's neck.
"Driretlan, I almost killed another student!" he exclaimed.
The canine shook its head.
'White-pup must rrrreturrn to castle,' Driretlan replied in his low, inner voice.
Draco arched an eyebrow at the wolf. "You're coming with me," he retorted.
Driretlan's ears perked at that. 'Driretlan stay in forrrest where Driretlan is safe. White-pup must go to school where he belongs," Driretlan retorted, mimicking Draco.
Draco sighed heavily and grabbed the flappy skin at Driretlan's neck, pulling the wild dog along with him as he returned to the castle.
~*~
Poppy burst into Albus's office.
"Albus! Miss Granger is pregnant! The father is Draco Malfoy, and you know the magic can be passed from generation to generation. This baby may end up killing Miss Granger! If the boy has such dark magic coursing through his veins, then their child will also!" the aging woman exclaimed.
Albus touched his chin in thought. "I believe that Miss Granger is strong enough to carry this baby. Good day, Poppy," Albus said and disappeared into his quarters, leaving a disapproving mediwitch in his office.
~*~
Harry twisted a long, red lock of hair around his finger.
"Who would have thought that Hermione would be the first to bare children in our group?" Harry asked in a soft voice.
Ginny was lying down, using Harry's lap as a pillow.
"I thought Blaise would be first," Ginny stated in an equally soft voice.
Harry nodded, still playing with Ginny's hair.
Ginny sighed heavily. "It's going to be hell from now on. I can feel it," Ginny whispered.
Harry shivered. When Ginny predicted something, it happened. Harry became alarmed as he watched a lone tear roll down Ginny's angel kissed cheek.
"Gin, what's wrong?" He nearly lost his head knowing that Ginny was upset.
Harry pulled Ginny up into a sitting position, hugging her close. Sobs wracked Ginny's petite body.
"Why must everything fall apart right when we have finished mending the wrong?" she asked, choking on her words.
Harry breathed soothing sounds into Ginny's ear to calm her. Ginny's sobs soon faded, her breath evening out. She relaxed against him, slipping into slumber.
"I wish I knew," he whispered into Ginny's soft curls.
Ginny snuggled closer in her unconscious reply, leaving Harry to his thoughts.
~*~
Blaise sighed in satisfaction. Ron gave her a weird look. The two were sitting in the Room of Requirement. Blaise was curled up in an armchair in front of fire. She was holding a box of muggle candy, currently eating a raisenette. Ron was lying on the Persian rug, idly twiddling his thumbs. A box of chocolate frogs lay at his side.
"Really, Ron. You should try a raisenette," Blaise said after swallowing her chocolate covered raisen.
Ron frowned and sat up. "What are they?" he asked.
"Raisens covered with chocolate," she purred.
Ron smiled and stood. He walked over to her and held out his hand. Blaise displayed a half smile and poured some of her precious candy into his palm.
"I have a question. How the hell did Hermione and Malfoy get together?" he asked after swallowing his sweet.
Blaise shrugged and seemed to examine a raisenette. "The first time, they just fell for each other after being forced to live together. Harry, Professor Chang, Ginny, and I got those two back together when 'Mione lost her memory," Blaise explained before popping the raisenette into her mouth.
Ron nodded in understanding and sat down with his back against the front of Blaise's chair. Blaise summoned her Witch Weekly and idly began to run her fingers through Ron's baby soft hair. Ron yawned, listening to Blaise read aloud.
Blaise put down her magazine and smiled down at a sleeping Ron. She slowly stood and knelt beside him. She softly kissed his cheek, as if it were a goodnight kiss, and turned to leave. A hang closed around her wrist and pulled her back, turning her to meet her captor. Blaise was surprised when she felt her lips pressed against Ron's. Ron was awake, his lips gently pressed against her lips. Ron's tongue glided across her bottom lip as if it were asking for permission to enter. Blaise gladly separated her lips.
Blaise soon found herself straddling Ron, her hands creeping towards his southern area (having already explored his chest), and his hands were beneath her shirt.
A large group of teenagers suddenly appeared at their sides. They all looked vaguely familiar. A girl with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes fumbled with a time-turner.
"Uh. sorry! Carry on with your business!" the girl managed to say. Two teenagers, who had to be twins, with contrasting red hair (one had strawberry blonde hair and the other had auburn red hair.) frowned.
"Wait, they're our--" they did not get to finish their exclamation as the girl gave the hourglass one last turn before they all disappeared.
Ron and Blaise stared dumbfounded at the spot where the group had been. Blaise cleared her throat and fixed her clothes. She quickly stood and with one look back, she left Ron to brood.
Could this week get any weirder? (Yes it can.)
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So did you like it? Huh huh huh? Okay, I'll tell you a bit about these kids. These kids are from the future. And you know that I don't like to have someone show up for no reason.so when I'm finished the sequel, I'm going to write a separate story that is based on Moonlit Sapphire and A New Beginning. It's the future lives of our current characters. But it's not about them. It's about their kids. Toodilz!
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