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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, Driretlan, and the plot.
Wow, I think I updated twice in a week! Amazing! Lol. Okay this story is coming to an abrupt end. One more chapter to go. This story actually leads up to a future story. So this story really doesn't have a big bad angst at the end. The really big bad angst is at the end of the NEXT part of the story. Lol. I'm probably driving you all nuts right now. The next chapter will be skipping throughout the future until I get to that little tidbit from an earlier chapter when those kids appeared out of nowhere in front of Ron and Blaise. Lol. Oh yes, and I nearly skipped with joy over how many reviews I got one day! I love you all! Merry Belated Christmas to all those who celebrate Christmas! Oh! And Happy Hanukah! R&R!
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Alonzo Returns
Alonzo moved through the hallways. His robes billowed around him as he walked. Over the past few months, he had been hiding in a secret room, courtesy of Dumbledore. Staying in feline form for so long had effected his humanoid body. He now sported ginger colored cat ears and a bottlebrush tail was hidden beneath his robes. He ran his hand threw his hair and slipped into the library.
"Hermione," he called out, receiving a glare from the librarian.
Hermione sat at a table in the back of the library. She was obviously studying for NEWTs. Hermione looked up from her books with an expression of surprise.
"Alonzo? Where have you been? I haven't seen you in months! Whoa! Ears? Explanation?" she asked.
Alonzo shook his head. "There's no time. Follow me," he muttered.
Hermione obediently stood and followed him. She was led into a tower and she frowned at the sight of a large symbol that was drawn with black chalk on the floor of the room they had just walked into. She winced as Alonzo plucked a strand of chestnut brown hair from her hair. He whispered an incantation and the strand turned silvery blue. He dropped the strand on the ancient-like symbol. A silver blue light suddenly lit the room, the symbol was the light's source.
"Take my hand. We're going in," he said.
Hermione took his hand and they both jumped in.
Hermione landed softly in a huge graveyard. Fog rolled over the area, giving them both a spooky feeling. A figure appeared out of the mist. They followed and they approached a large group of cloaked figures. Hermione's eyes widened as she recognized the first figure. It was Deme, the boy whom had called her his mother in her dream.
One of the cloaked figures lunged forward and kissed the hem of his robe.
"Master, I knew you'd come," came a familiar, feminine voice.
Hermione blinked. She knew that voice.
"Stop groveling Lestrange," he ordered.
Bellatrix Lestrange backed away in obedience.
"Yes Master," she whispered.
"Who the hell is that?" he yelled at the sight of a frail figure on the ground. The group parted to reveal a woman with dirty blonde hair. She looked to be in her thirties or forties. Hermione's lungs constricted.
"Oh my God, it's Blaise," she whispered.
Deme walked over to Blaise and the young woman awoke, lids opening to reveal sapphire blue eyes that were clouded with pain. She was obviously injured.
"Deme?" she whispered.
Deme frowned. "Aunt Blaise? What happened to you?" he asked in a whisper.
Blaise looked around. "Deme, what did I tell you all those years ago?" she asked in a hoarse, weak whisper.
"Never fall to the darkness," he whispered.
Blaise nodded. "Tell Uncle Ron I love him. Tell Adella and Hunter I love them along with Maria, Jacob, and Andre. Tell them all how much they mean to me. Take care of them, Deme," she whispered.
Bellatrix stepped forward, a dagger clutched in her hand, hovering over Deme.
"Deme!" Blaise cried as the dagger descended.
Everything faded, and she could feel Deme's emotions at full force. Deme was desperate to keep his aunt alive.
She seemed to be grasping something as sobs wracked her body.
"Shhh. calm down, Hermione. Tell me what happened," came a familiar whisper.
"Please don't leave me. Please don't go," she pleaded in hoarse whispers.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'll never leave you permanently." He whispered back.
Alonzo stood to the site, watching them with a grim expression, though it changed to confusion as he listened to Draco.
"Draco, what are you doing here?" Alonzo asked.
Draco looked up. "I was looking for Hermione and Potter's map said she was here," he explained.
"Deme," she suddenly whispered and whimpered.
"Deme?" Draco asked, his expression was that of confusion.
"Our son," she whispered.
"Blaise. hurt," she added.
Draco gathered her closer rocked her in a soothing manner.
"We can talk about this later," he said.
He closed his eyes and buried his face into her mane of hair.
"Everything will be alright," he whispered.
~*~
Ginny snuggled against Harry in the Room of Requirement. She ran her fingers through his long hair with a small smile. She suddenly sat up and hovered over him.
"Be my slave," she commanded.
Harry quirked an eyebrow at her order and shook his head.
"What? No!" he replied.
"Puh-lease?" she whimpered and pouted her lips.
The pout. Not the pout.
"No, Ginny. I will NOT be your slave," he retorted.
Ginny whimpered ever more pathetically.
"Michael was my slave," she whispered.
"Yeah, well, I'm not just some bloke that tickles your fancy," he stated simply.
Ginny snickered and took her wand. She muttered an incantation and he was suddenly magically bound to the bed by his wrists and ankles. A silk, black cloth appeared over his eyes.
"I rather like this," she stated.
Harry struggled against the bindings. "God, Ginny. I didn't know you were so dominating," he commented.
Ginny laughed mockingly. "Most people don't know a lot about me. Now. about the slave issue." she trailed off.
Moments later, a single statement was repeated over and over.
"GINNY WEASELY, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
~*~
Blaise looked at Harry's map and smirked.
"Ron? I think I should tell you something," she started.
Ron sat up in his bed to look at Blaise carefully who was sitting at the edge of his bed, her bare back exposed.
"You're not pulling a Hermione on me, are you?" he asked cautiously.
Blaise laughed. "No, Ron, I'm not a mother. yet. Anyhow. do you want to know what Harry and Ginny have been up to lately?" she asked.
Ron nodded.
"Well, to put it simply, she doesn't live up to her real name anymore," she said cryptically.
Ron took a moment to think. His eyes suddenly widened and he jumped out of bed.
"I'll kill him!" he yelled.
"Ron! Put some clothes on first!" she yelled.
He obediently put on her jeans and ran out of his dorm. Blaise snickered. Though Ron had softened her up to act like a common Gryffindor, she still sported her Slytherin slyness. Ron would definitely freak.
~*~
Ron slid down the corridors and came upon the Room of Requirement. He flung open the door and met the sight that nearly made him faint. A very naked Ginny was straddling a very naked Harry who was bound and blindfolded.
Ron felt his blood boil as he yelled, "Virginia Weasley! Get off of Harry this instant! No don't! I'd rather not see you two like that. Stop this now! Ginny, go to your room! Harry, prepare to be castrated!"
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So did you like it? I thought the last line was a nice touch to the end of this chapter. The beginning of this chapter was all drama and sadness, and the middle and end of this chapter were humorous. Lol. I love my style of writing. Don't forget you guys. The next chapter is skipping throughout the future and that will be the last chapter. until I come out with the next story. Don't worry, you'll like it. Everyone will be all grown up... and their kids are at Hogwarts! Yippee! R&R!
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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, Driretlan, and the plot.
Wow, I think I updated twice in a week! Amazing! Lol. Okay this story is coming to an abrupt end. One more chapter to go. This story actually leads up to a future story. So this story really doesn't have a big bad angst at the end. The really big bad angst is at the end of the NEXT part of the story. Lol. I'm probably driving you all nuts right now. The next chapter will be skipping throughout the future until I get to that little tidbit from an earlier chapter when those kids appeared out of nowhere in front of Ron and Blaise. Lol. Oh yes, and I nearly skipped with joy over how many reviews I got one day! I love you all! Merry Belated Christmas to all those who celebrate Christmas! Oh! And Happy Hanukah! R&R!
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Alonzo Returns
Alonzo moved through the hallways. His robes billowed around him as he walked. Over the past few months, he had been hiding in a secret room, courtesy of Dumbledore. Staying in feline form for so long had effected his humanoid body. He now sported ginger colored cat ears and a bottlebrush tail was hidden beneath his robes. He ran his hand threw his hair and slipped into the library.
"Hermione," he called out, receiving a glare from the librarian.
Hermione sat at a table in the back of the library. She was obviously studying for NEWTs. Hermione looked up from her books with an expression of surprise.
"Alonzo? Where have you been? I haven't seen you in months! Whoa! Ears? Explanation?" she asked.
Alonzo shook his head. "There's no time. Follow me," he muttered.
Hermione obediently stood and followed him. She was led into a tower and she frowned at the sight of a large symbol that was drawn with black chalk on the floor of the room they had just walked into. She winced as Alonzo plucked a strand of chestnut brown hair from her hair. He whispered an incantation and the strand turned silvery blue. He dropped the strand on the ancient-like symbol. A silver blue light suddenly lit the room, the symbol was the light's source.
"Take my hand. We're going in," he said.
Hermione took his hand and they both jumped in.
Hermione landed softly in a huge graveyard. Fog rolled over the area, giving them both a spooky feeling. A figure appeared out of the mist. They followed and they approached a large group of cloaked figures. Hermione's eyes widened as she recognized the first figure. It was Deme, the boy whom had called her his mother in her dream.
One of the cloaked figures lunged forward and kissed the hem of his robe.
"Master, I knew you'd come," came a familiar, feminine voice.
Hermione blinked. She knew that voice.
"Stop groveling Lestrange," he ordered.
Bellatrix Lestrange backed away in obedience.
"Yes Master," she whispered.
"Who the hell is that?" he yelled at the sight of a frail figure on the ground. The group parted to reveal a woman with dirty blonde hair. She looked to be in her thirties or forties. Hermione's lungs constricted.
"Oh my God, it's Blaise," she whispered.
Deme walked over to Blaise and the young woman awoke, lids opening to reveal sapphire blue eyes that were clouded with pain. She was obviously injured.
"Deme?" she whispered.
Deme frowned. "Aunt Blaise? What happened to you?" he asked in a whisper.
Blaise looked around. "Deme, what did I tell you all those years ago?" she asked in a hoarse, weak whisper.
"Never fall to the darkness," he whispered.
Blaise nodded. "Tell Uncle Ron I love him. Tell Adella and Hunter I love them along with Maria, Jacob, and Andre. Tell them all how much they mean to me. Take care of them, Deme," she whispered.
Bellatrix stepped forward, a dagger clutched in her hand, hovering over Deme.
"Deme!" Blaise cried as the dagger descended.
Everything faded, and she could feel Deme's emotions at full force. Deme was desperate to keep his aunt alive.
She seemed to be grasping something as sobs wracked her body.
"Shhh. calm down, Hermione. Tell me what happened," came a familiar whisper.
"Please don't leave me. Please don't go," she pleaded in hoarse whispers.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'll never leave you permanently." He whispered back.
Alonzo stood to the site, watching them with a grim expression, though it changed to confusion as he listened to Draco.
"Draco, what are you doing here?" Alonzo asked.
Draco looked up. "I was looking for Hermione and Potter's map said she was here," he explained.
"Deme," she suddenly whispered and whimpered.
"Deme?" Draco asked, his expression was that of confusion.
"Our son," she whispered.
"Blaise. hurt," she added.
Draco gathered her closer rocked her in a soothing manner.
"We can talk about this later," he said.
He closed his eyes and buried his face into her mane of hair.
"Everything will be alright," he whispered.
~*~
Ginny snuggled against Harry in the Room of Requirement. She ran her fingers through his long hair with a small smile. She suddenly sat up and hovered over him.
"Be my slave," she commanded.
Harry quirked an eyebrow at her order and shook his head.
"What? No!" he replied.
"Puh-lease?" she whimpered and pouted her lips.
The pout. Not the pout.
"No, Ginny. I will NOT be your slave," he retorted.
Ginny whimpered ever more pathetically.
"Michael was my slave," she whispered.
"Yeah, well, I'm not just some bloke that tickles your fancy," he stated simply.
Ginny snickered and took her wand. She muttered an incantation and he was suddenly magically bound to the bed by his wrists and ankles. A silk, black cloth appeared over his eyes.
"I rather like this," she stated.
Harry struggled against the bindings. "God, Ginny. I didn't know you were so dominating," he commented.
Ginny laughed mockingly. "Most people don't know a lot about me. Now. about the slave issue." she trailed off.
Moments later, a single statement was repeated over and over.
"GINNY WEASELY, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
~*~
Blaise looked at Harry's map and smirked.
"Ron? I think I should tell you something," she started.
Ron sat up in his bed to look at Blaise carefully who was sitting at the edge of his bed, her bare back exposed.
"You're not pulling a Hermione on me, are you?" he asked cautiously.
Blaise laughed. "No, Ron, I'm not a mother. yet. Anyhow. do you want to know what Harry and Ginny have been up to lately?" she asked.
Ron nodded.
"Well, to put it simply, she doesn't live up to her real name anymore," she said cryptically.
Ron took a moment to think. His eyes suddenly widened and he jumped out of bed.
"I'll kill him!" he yelled.
"Ron! Put some clothes on first!" she yelled.
He obediently put on her jeans and ran out of his dorm. Blaise snickered. Though Ron had softened her up to act like a common Gryffindor, she still sported her Slytherin slyness. Ron would definitely freak.
~*~
Ron slid down the corridors and came upon the Room of Requirement. He flung open the door and met the sight that nearly made him faint. A very naked Ginny was straddling a very naked Harry who was bound and blindfolded.
Ron felt his blood boil as he yelled, "Virginia Weasley! Get off of Harry this instant! No don't! I'd rather not see you two like that. Stop this now! Ginny, go to your room! Harry, prepare to be castrated!"
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So did you like it? I thought the last line was a nice touch to the end of this chapter. The beginning of this chapter was all drama and sadness, and the middle and end of this chapter were humorous. Lol. I love my style of writing. Don't forget you guys. The next chapter is skipping throughout the future and that will be the last chapter. until I come out with the next story. Don't worry, you'll like it. Everyone will be all grown up... and their kids are at Hogwarts! Yippee! R&R!
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