A/N- It's been a long time- I was really busy. Sorry Reviews are good! If
we can get 50, the 50th can send me a 50-word synopsis, and we can have a
mini-chappie that I'll write based on the abbv. version they send me. But
no major plot things. Goodo! Also, people have been thinking it's
Dumbledore! No way! He would never do something like that- They're only 16!
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Before....Sev and I were married today. It was beautiful, and we all had fun. Albus married us, of course, and we had a small ceremony. Potter is going to pose as my husband, because Sev is a spy. James is a bit more mature than in our school years- but just a bit.
Harry was gaping at the diary. His mum and Snape? Married? Uh-oh. He kept reading.
.they were born today, such beautiful children. But Sev says that we will have to put them in foster homes, until after the war, they would be targets. But Harry at least won't be going for a while. They both are very strong magically. I shouldn't have to give up my family.
. I've found her a home, with muggles. They know nothing, think that they are simply adopting a muggle child- but its just for a few months..
He had a sister? Harry was astounded, and kept on reading.
Hermione approached Harry tentatively. He seemed to be in a terrible mood, growling and storming about. She however, had no idea why. So, carefully, she broached the subject of Malfoy.
"Ummm.Harry?"
"What?"
"Well, Malfoy is coming tonight, and I want you there."
"Where?"
"My room."
Harry exploded. "Your room 'Mione??? Are you bloody daft? He might try to come on to you or something!"
Hermione burst out in insuppressible peals of laughter. "You think what?" She managed to gasp out finally.
"Er- well, I'm a guy, and I know how they think."
"You and Ron have been in my room with me plenty!" Hermione informed him.
"Yes, but, you and I, that's like brothers and sisters dating.so it doesn't count."
Hermione didn't notice how Harry didn't mention Ron, but instead, said, "Malfoy and me? Have you been drinking Harry? I'm not a pureblood, I'm not good-looking, and I'm about to drop the biggest bombshell ever! You're off your rocker!"
"No I'm not!"
"Are so! But I'm asking you to come anyways, so you can be a chaperone." Hermione dissolved into giggles.
"Fine!"
Hermione surveyed herself in the mirror. She hadn't actually looked in one for quite a while. 'Harry is crazy- I'm terribly ugly' then she smiled. She didn't much care about her appearance. In truth Hermione could be rather good looking, but her robes hid her body, and she never bothered with her hair or makeup. (Arg! I hate how Hermione is always )()(POOF)()( beautiful, but its important to the story becuz Draco is sooooo superficial...) She nursed Joe, and then put him down for a nap is a crib she had conjured up. A mobile hung above the top, shooting out slivery light with colored stars for the baby to look at. Joe was cooing adorably, attempting to grab at the stars with his chubby little hands. Satisfied that the baby was happy, Hermione sat down with 10,001 Charms for Childcare. It was really a very helpful book, and had already gotten her through the first week. After reading for about a half an hour, Hermione was interrupted by the arrival of Ron and his niece.
"Hermione, my best friend, lovely genius, helpful soul." Ron started. Hermione laughed, and asked what he needed. "Can you watch this baby? I wanna go play Quidditch." He said.
"Alright," Hermione agreed. Ron handed over baby Alison, and waved, saying, "Bye-Bye Ali. Uncle Ron will be back soon!" Hermione suppressed a giggle. Ron was very funny at times.
Harry decided to go and talk to Remus. When he got there, he saw his teacher sitting at his desk with his head in his hands.
"Remus," Harry called softly.
"Hi Harry, how are you?" Remus asked, sounding rather worldweary.
"Just bloody peachy!"
"Harry..."
"No, you know what, I'm sick of it. I don't even know why I came here." Harry stormed out, and walked aimlessly around. Eventually he went up to Hermione's rooms, even though he was much too early.
"Hi 'Mione"
"Hey Harry, you're early."
"Yeah, I had nowhere else to go."
"Here, take your daughter." Harry picked Alison up, and she immediately started fussing.
"Here, you take her again." Harry said. "No," Hermione told him. "You need to learn how to take care of your daughter."
"But Mione." Alison suddenly stopped fussing. Harry held her out in front of him trying to see what he had done right. Alison gave him a toothless smile. "Hermione! Did you see that? She smiled at me!"
"Yes, Harry, I saw."
"Wow! This is so I dunno. there's no word for how this feels!"
"Ethereal?"
"You always were the smart one!"
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Draco walked out of the dungeons. He had considered bringing some one along under his invisibility cloak, or his chameleon cloak, but had eventually decided against it. He didn't want this conversation heard, as it seemed very important.
Finally he arrived at the place Hermione had said to meet. Potter was waiting there, his arms folded across his chest. "Lets go Malfoy."
"Easy scarhead, I'll come when I'm ready."
"Don't make me mad Malfoy.."
"But it's so easy.."
"Shut Up!"
"No, I don't think I will."
"Silencio!" Harry jabbed, just like he had been practicing, and surprisingly enough, it worked.
When the boys had arrived at Hermione's quarters, Harry removed his spell and drew Draco aside. "Listen to me Malfoy. What Hermione tells you is very very serious and important, and if you don't listen, and support her, then I'm gonna find you, castrate you, snap your wand, and throw you Ron, who will slash you up like the beast you are. Then we'll give you to Hermione, and she will probably kill you. Understood?"
"Awww, ickle Potter has a dark side." Harry grabbed Draco, threw him against the wall and drew back his arm to swing. He let loose all his anger, and fury in that punch, and it hit Malfoy square on the jaw. Then hoisting up the other, he bodily threw him into Hermiones room. When Malfoy sailed through the entrance and smacked down quite ingloriously onto the floor, Hermione was justifiably horrified. She didn't want Joe to get any exposure to the violence of the world just yet. Picking Draco up with a flick of her wand, Hermione deposited him on the couch. She then healed his face, and did a quick cleaning spell for the blood. Satisfied that Malfoy was sufficiently healed, she devoted her attention to Harry. "What possessed you to hit Malfoy?" she asked.
"Trust me, you don't want to know."
"No, I suppose not," Hermione agreed.
"Scarboy, Mudblood, why am I here?"
"Well, you see.." Hermione started..
A/N2- Cliffie! Review, it motivates me!
....................................
Before....Sev and I were married today. It was beautiful, and we all had fun. Albus married us, of course, and we had a small ceremony. Potter is going to pose as my husband, because Sev is a spy. James is a bit more mature than in our school years- but just a bit.
Harry was gaping at the diary. His mum and Snape? Married? Uh-oh. He kept reading.
.they were born today, such beautiful children. But Sev says that we will have to put them in foster homes, until after the war, they would be targets. But Harry at least won't be going for a while. They both are very strong magically. I shouldn't have to give up my family.
. I've found her a home, with muggles. They know nothing, think that they are simply adopting a muggle child- but its just for a few months..
He had a sister? Harry was astounded, and kept on reading.
Hermione approached Harry tentatively. He seemed to be in a terrible mood, growling and storming about. She however, had no idea why. So, carefully, she broached the subject of Malfoy.
"Ummm.Harry?"
"What?"
"Well, Malfoy is coming tonight, and I want you there."
"Where?"
"My room."
Harry exploded. "Your room 'Mione??? Are you bloody daft? He might try to come on to you or something!"
Hermione burst out in insuppressible peals of laughter. "You think what?" She managed to gasp out finally.
"Er- well, I'm a guy, and I know how they think."
"You and Ron have been in my room with me plenty!" Hermione informed him.
"Yes, but, you and I, that's like brothers and sisters dating.so it doesn't count."
Hermione didn't notice how Harry didn't mention Ron, but instead, said, "Malfoy and me? Have you been drinking Harry? I'm not a pureblood, I'm not good-looking, and I'm about to drop the biggest bombshell ever! You're off your rocker!"
"No I'm not!"
"Are so! But I'm asking you to come anyways, so you can be a chaperone." Hermione dissolved into giggles.
"Fine!"
Hermione surveyed herself in the mirror. She hadn't actually looked in one for quite a while. 'Harry is crazy- I'm terribly ugly' then she smiled. She didn't much care about her appearance. In truth Hermione could be rather good looking, but her robes hid her body, and she never bothered with her hair or makeup. (Arg! I hate how Hermione is always )()(POOF)()( beautiful, but its important to the story becuz Draco is sooooo superficial...) She nursed Joe, and then put him down for a nap is a crib she had conjured up. A mobile hung above the top, shooting out slivery light with colored stars for the baby to look at. Joe was cooing adorably, attempting to grab at the stars with his chubby little hands. Satisfied that the baby was happy, Hermione sat down with 10,001 Charms for Childcare. It was really a very helpful book, and had already gotten her through the first week. After reading for about a half an hour, Hermione was interrupted by the arrival of Ron and his niece.
"Hermione, my best friend, lovely genius, helpful soul." Ron started. Hermione laughed, and asked what he needed. "Can you watch this baby? I wanna go play Quidditch." He said.
"Alright," Hermione agreed. Ron handed over baby Alison, and waved, saying, "Bye-Bye Ali. Uncle Ron will be back soon!" Hermione suppressed a giggle. Ron was very funny at times.
Harry decided to go and talk to Remus. When he got there, he saw his teacher sitting at his desk with his head in his hands.
"Remus," Harry called softly.
"Hi Harry, how are you?" Remus asked, sounding rather worldweary.
"Just bloody peachy!"
"Harry..."
"No, you know what, I'm sick of it. I don't even know why I came here." Harry stormed out, and walked aimlessly around. Eventually he went up to Hermione's rooms, even though he was much too early.
"Hi 'Mione"
"Hey Harry, you're early."
"Yeah, I had nowhere else to go."
"Here, take your daughter." Harry picked Alison up, and she immediately started fussing.
"Here, you take her again." Harry said. "No," Hermione told him. "You need to learn how to take care of your daughter."
"But Mione." Alison suddenly stopped fussing. Harry held her out in front of him trying to see what he had done right. Alison gave him a toothless smile. "Hermione! Did you see that? She smiled at me!"
"Yes, Harry, I saw."
"Wow! This is so I dunno. there's no word for how this feels!"
"Ethereal?"
"You always were the smart one!"
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Draco walked out of the dungeons. He had considered bringing some one along under his invisibility cloak, or his chameleon cloak, but had eventually decided against it. He didn't want this conversation heard, as it seemed very important.
Finally he arrived at the place Hermione had said to meet. Potter was waiting there, his arms folded across his chest. "Lets go Malfoy."
"Easy scarhead, I'll come when I'm ready."
"Don't make me mad Malfoy.."
"But it's so easy.."
"Shut Up!"
"No, I don't think I will."
"Silencio!" Harry jabbed, just like he had been practicing, and surprisingly enough, it worked.
When the boys had arrived at Hermione's quarters, Harry removed his spell and drew Draco aside. "Listen to me Malfoy. What Hermione tells you is very very serious and important, and if you don't listen, and support her, then I'm gonna find you, castrate you, snap your wand, and throw you Ron, who will slash you up like the beast you are. Then we'll give you to Hermione, and she will probably kill you. Understood?"
"Awww, ickle Potter has a dark side." Harry grabbed Draco, threw him against the wall and drew back his arm to swing. He let loose all his anger, and fury in that punch, and it hit Malfoy square on the jaw. Then hoisting up the other, he bodily threw him into Hermiones room. When Malfoy sailed through the entrance and smacked down quite ingloriously onto the floor, Hermione was justifiably horrified. She didn't want Joe to get any exposure to the violence of the world just yet. Picking Draco up with a flick of her wand, Hermione deposited him on the couch. She then healed his face, and did a quick cleaning spell for the blood. Satisfied that Malfoy was sufficiently healed, she devoted her attention to Harry. "What possessed you to hit Malfoy?" she asked.
"Trust me, you don't want to know."
"No, I suppose not," Hermione agreed.
"Scarboy, Mudblood, why am I here?"
"Well, you see.." Hermione started..
A/N2- Cliffie! Review, it motivates me!