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Chapter Twenty
Step Three
I looked down confidently at my paper as the last five minutes ran out. I stretched out my arms as I looked around. Ron sat there, scribbling hurriedly as the seconds ticked away. I looked forlornly at my former best friend.
"Quills down! The test is over." Professor Snape announced.
Ron remained writing the last of his words on his paper on his potion.
"Do you need a special invitation Weasley or are you just deaf? I said, quills down." Snape snapped.
He snatched up his quill as he flicked his wand in the air. The parchment in front of us disappeared along with our vials. We slowly filed out of class, talking merrily. I looked up to find Draco's back faced me, next to him a gorgeous girl with a slim waist and brunette locks that reached mid back. Her hips swayed flirtatiously as his hands traveled further down her waist, grabbing her cheeks. I felt my face flare with pain, anger, and most of all, jealousy. But all those feeling were erased from my mind as my feet once again began to ache. They've been aching for weeks now. They even began swelling, but that doesn't mean my abnormal stomach virus had subdued. The creeping burning sensations and the bitter taste of vomit found it's way in my mouth at least four times daily. It's become a nuisance. I winced in pain as I was left alone in the hall. Draco and the girl headed to the Great Hall along with the rest of the students for lunch. I leaned against the wall for support from my aching feet. I slid to the floor as I clutched my stomach. I could feel tears well up in my eyes from the pain coursing through my body. The throbbing was agonizing. I gasped in air as I attempted to stand up. It took a few tries before I actually managed to get on my feet and head for my room. My mind began to process everything as I looked over myself. I no longer glowed with that simple beauty. My face was horridly pale and my hair lay limp on my shoulders, the body and volume I once had, gone. My lips that were once full and lively with color shrunk to a think line, barely there. I once was beautiful…I once was proud of my complexion. Now, I'm just so confused.
What the hell is happening to me?
"Maybe it's the stress?" my reflection answered back to me as if reading my thoughts.
"I'm sure if you forgot about Draco and moved onto someone else or move back to someone else, you'll look much better." She said, toying with a strand of hair.
"Move back?" I asked.
"Yes. Lenora can't possibly still be with Krum. Give him another chance. Don't you think he deserves it? I mean you just kind of blew up on him."
I thought about that possibility, but eventually dismissed it. If I had to cope with being alone, then I'd best do it alone. Why drag other people down with me?
"No. I'm fine by myself."
"By the looks of it, you're not doing a good job of keeping yourself together."
I scoffed as I washed my face and change into some comfy sweatpants and an overly large tee. I grabbed a book from our expansive library. I opened a window, allowing the fresh May air inside. The scent of fading spring and of the grass of summer filled my lungs. The weather was much warmer and the sun shone brighter. I sighed as I grabbed a cup of iced tea and my book from the couch. I curled up into the love seat as my eyes skimmed through the pages. Too engrossed in the book, I didn't notice the hours fly by. But I wasn't occupied in the book enough to ignore the obnoxious, shrill giggling coming from outside the common room. I rolled my eyes in frustration as I focused harder on the words, but they just wouldn't go away. Only when I heard the portraits starting to complain did I finally get up and put away my book. Irritated and moody from the soreness from my feet, I slumped over to the door and opened it angrily.
"Would you mind shutting your fat trap?"
I was slightly taken aback when my eyes came upon Draco below the girl, wrestling on the floor. My voice obviously startled them. She looked at me with her perfect almond shaped eyes, a color of blue rimed with a light brown.
"Hermione! Oh, sorry."
I snapped out of my stare as my face was overcome with a glare to both of them. Even though I was very jealous of this girl hanging all over him, I hid it well. I had to keep in mind that we were no longer together. We 'moved on'. Well, at least he did.
"What they bloody hell is wrong with you two? Wrestling in the halls? People are trying to relax from a hard day of exams."
"We're sorry. It's just we got carried away and I guess we had a little too much fun. Right Drakie?" she said innocently, standing on her tiptoes to give Draco a sweet peck on his cheek.
My jaw clenched as I stood there, arms crossed over my chest.
"We really are sorry Hermione. Oh, have I introduced you two already? Hermione, this is Angeline. Angeline, this is Hermione."
I put on an obviously fake smile as I cocked my head and pursed my lips.
"Pleasure." I said sarcastically, shooting her a quick glare.
I turned on my heels, heading back into the common room. I closed the door roughly, causing the portrait to yell at me from outside. I never thought that getting over someone would be this hard. I frowned at myself as I picked up my book and placed it back on the shelf. I leaned against the side, thinking to myself when they entered, laughing heartily.
"Oh Draco, you're a riot!" she exclaimed, before leaning against him, a fit of giggles escaping her mouth.
I stood there and watched them seat themselves on the couch, apparently getting them ready for a heavy make-out session, totally oblivious to the fact that I was still in the room. Then it occurred to me as their lips mashed together, that this is what it was. This is what I did. I don't know whether Draco was doing this intentionally or not, but two can play at this game.
That sly devil! I know what he's trying to do! Jealousy, the perfect way for him to move on.
In order for him to move on and forget about me, he needs to ensure himself that I'm the one that wants him. I'm supposed to be the weaker one, the one that succumbs to the jealousy that he plans to cast upon me by have a new girl draped over him each and every day. But I'll show him. I'll show him that him being with another girl didn't bother me, if anything it encouraged me. Encouraged me to find my own toy to dangle in front of his face. I smirked deviously to myself as I walked past them, casually allowing the tips of my fingers to brush his shoulders. He shuddered under my touch as I sauntered over to my room.
As I closed the door with a soft click and a snicker, it struck me on how familiar this was.
Krum…Of course, how could I not see it before? I got over Krum because I moved straight to Draco. If moving onto a new guy would help me move on from Draco…then that's what I would do. But only for a bit…I opened my bag and reached in to get a piece of parchment and an inkbottle along with a quill. I scribbled a quick note to Dumbledore and sent it through the fireplace in my room. Whether it would work was not my concern.
Headmaster-As you know, I have been through some tough times. I'll be out for the weekend, trying my hardest to forget troubling times that happened. I hope you understand that I need to get away. Please, if anything comes up, don't hesitate to locate me.
Hermione Granger
I opened my closet and looked at my array of clothes. I smiled happily as my eyes laid happily on my chest locked with multiple curses and locks. I brought out my wand and undid my protection on my most sacred box. I opened it up and peered inside. Inside lie my most sacred possessions. But most of them were sexy, slinky dresses I bought on my trip to America. It included a blood red, sleek, skin-tight dress, which, let's just say, "enhanced" certain assets and a pitch-black dress, my favorite. I pulled it out and dangled it out in front of me. It wasn't as tight as my red one, but it was tight enough. It flattered my curves in a simple and classic way. The halter dress with a loose bottom that stopped just above my knee showed off plenty of skin in a casual way. I laid it on my bed as I stepped into the bathroom for a quick shower. Ten minutes later, I wrapped myself in a cotton towel as I strained my hair. Drying my body and blow-drying my hair to perfection, I slipped into the simple cotton dress, which hugged my upper body and became loose as it went farther. I let my hair fall loosely to my shoulders, parted to the side. I applied little makeup; black mascara, black eyeliner, accompanied by a little bit of blush. I grabbed my purse dotted with little rhinestones as I put on my favorite chandelier earrings, single diamonds on silver chains. With sheer pink lip-gloss applied to my full lips and a sack full of money, I slipped on some strapped heels. I exited my room to find Angeline on top of Draco with nothing on by a bra and panties, making out heatedly on the loveseat. Draco sat there, holding her tush in his hands, wearing plaid boxers. I scoffed as I closed my door with a loud slam and walked slowly across the room, in plain view of them both.
"Hermione? Wow…I've never seen that dress before." He said, breaking his kiss with Angeline.
I smiled weakly at both of them as I continued my slow trek across the room.
"Where are you going?"
"Out." I replied simply, stopping to look in my purse for nothing in particular.
Toying with my looks was just the beginning. While I was looking in my purse, I came across that bloody whistle that he gave me for Christmas. I looked back at him, brushing a hair from his face. He was staring at me with worry painted on his face.
Note to self: Give back his gifts later.
"And where is out?" he asked suspiciously, buttoning his pants on, leaving his bare, chiseled chest in view.
Angeline went into his room and found a big buttoned down shirt and was buttoning it up as she stood next to Draco, running a finger down his chest. He was still looking at me.
"It's none of your bloody concern Malfoy."
"I think it is. What if something happens to you?"
I shrugged casually as I closed my purse. Angeline looked at me with batting eyes and smiled brightly as if we've always been friends. I scoffed as I rolled my eyes at her.
Complete ditz…"Whatever happens happens." I replied casually, shifting my weight and crossing my arms over my chest.
"What's gotten into you? Since when did you have that dress?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I don't know. Maybe when you were fooling around with Angeline."
He looked taken aback. Like I just slapped him across his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but I simply held up a hand and silenced him.
"Don't even bother Malfoy. I don't care. Have fun. I know I will." I said sassily, uncrossing my arms and making a beeline for the door.
He caught up to me and grabbed my arms roughly, causing me spin around and face him. His blue-gray eyes showed nothing. Emotionless, as always.
"Hermione, just answer my bloody questions. It's not that hard. Where are you going? When are you coming back? Who are you going to be with? What are you going to do?" he asked firmly, still holding onto my arms.
I pried his fingers from my arms and glared angrily at him.
"Since when did I have to answer to you? You don't own me Malfoy. I should be nothing to you. Since when did you care about me?"
He groaned loudly as I awaited his answer.
"How many times am I going to have to say this? I will always care about you." He said softly, not wanting Angeline, who was filing her nails, to hear.
"Then you're just wasting your time. You can lie to yourself all you want Malfoy, but you'll end up hurting yourself."
He looked down at his feet. I stepped back and began walking away, I felt his eyes on me, but I refused to look back. Looking back meant weakness. Weakness was something that I didn't have. If anything, I had too much pride to let weakness in.
-HGDM-
"And I told her that I never said anything about her so she went on and on about how she heard from Pansy that I said that she was nothing but a skank and that wasn't true so I had to go all the way back to the common to clear things up with Pansy and maybe curse her a bit but she wasn't there so I went back to Hufflepuff to ask Terri where she was and she didn't know so I was all pooped out and…Draco? Draco? Are you even listening to me? Draco!" she yelled in my ear.
I wasn't listening to what she was saying. All she did was go on and on about her day. My mind kept wandering back to Hermione and her dress…dear Merlin that dress…that little black dress that all women have…that bloody little black dress that can make any man melt at the sight of any women in it…and I was no exception. She looked so bloody sexy and I wanted to ravage her right then and there. I even felt myself twinge at the thought of her going out to some club. She never wore that bloody dress for me…
What the hell has gotten into her?You moved on to Angeline, why can't she move onto someone else?
I pondered at myself as she continued to talk.
"Angeline, stop!" I exclaimed, finally running out of patience.
"Listen, you must be tired."
She began to shake her head, but I kissed her long and hard, my lips mashing hard against hers.
"Why don't you go to my room and just rest your eyes for a bit."
She rolled her eyes up to the ceiling as if to ponder it.
"Will you be joining me later?" she asked innocently, pulling at the button of my jeans.
I chuckled nervously as I nodded and led her to my room.
"Maybe." I replied.
She stopped short just in front of my door. She wheeled around angrily as she pouted.
"Maybe! It's a yes or no Draco. You know what, forget it. I'm just going to go. I'll see you tomorrow Draco." She glowered.
She stormed out as I walked into my room and flopped down on my plush bed. I closed my eyes as I pondered the many mysterious, beginning with why women were so difficult.
-HGDM-
"Did you get it?" I asked.
"You have no idea how difficult it was to get a hold of the exact copy. Don't ruin it. Here, this is for your voice." She answered.
"How did you make this?"
"That's none of your business. All you need to know is that I can make it. It's from an old spell book."
"Where did you find her things?"
"I have my ways…and my connections."
I chuckled at her coyness.
"You're dating him."
"You bet. You have no idea how easy it is to seduce him."
"And the other potion?" I asked, holding out my hand.
She smirked evilly as she pulled it out from her robe pocket. I placed twenty galleons in her hand. She counted them as I eyed the vial suspiciously.
"This doesn't look like it. Where's the real thing?"
"That is the real thing, not that kiddy version they teach you in school. This is the stronger one."
"How long?"
"Hmm. Depending on if you take the whole thing, maybe a week. But you can't take it all in one shot."
"Why not?"
"Like I said, it is the stronger version. It was hard enough to get the ingredients for it let alone make it. That's a big vile."
It was, about the size of my whole palm.
"If you take it all, you'll die. It's too strong."
"What are the intervals then?"
"I don't understand why we have to have the little one. You can do just fine as our leader." She argued.
"No, we can raise him as our own. He'll learn from the best. By the time we're all done with him and he becomes of age, he'll be much stronger than me."
"Right. Take one gulp each thirty minutes. It'll be sure to last."
"You know what you are to do?"
"Yes. Get her and bring her back here. When will you come?"
"That depends if he buys. If he does, then I'll be on time. If he doesn't, expect a delay and continue without me. Whatever you do, get him. Do you understand?"
"But what if you die?" she asked, forehead creasing with concern.
"I said, do you understand?" I repeated more firmly.
As much as I value my life, his was much more important.
"Understood." She said firmly.
"And what are you going to do?"
I laughed as I began to walk away.
"You'll see soon enough."
With a dress in hand, along with the stronger version with the potion and a voice changing one as well, I set off to do step three of my plan.
-HGDM-
"Would you like a another drink dear?" the bartender asked sweetly.
I shook my head as I gave her my empty mug, one filled with butter beer tainted with a little bit of my own alcohol. It was my fourth mug.
How the hell does he do it? How can he just pick up any girl he sees? How?"Why hello there miss. I think you're pretty." A middle-aged man slurred.
His breath was heavily scented with alcohol as I got out of my chair and began inching away from him and to the door. He stepped forward and lunged for my chest. My hand whirled across his face, causing him to fly back against some stools. I stalked out as I looked around for someplace to run.
"You bloody bitch!" he screamed.
I heard glass shatter and people scream. I began to panic as I took a right. The door whipped open, nearly knocked clear of the hinges. He came stumbling out; eyes blood shot and breaths ragged. My breath hitched as his eyes locked with mine. He began stomping towards me. My head was woozy from the alcohol and the intoxicating sweetness of the butter beer whose flavor just lingered on the tip of my tongue. My feet ran clumsily as I made my way through the maze of allies. I could no longer hear his boots slosh in the puddles nor his slurred curses. I slowed my trot as I reached a junction. I leaned against the cold alley wall and slid to the floor. I sobbed to myself as I fumbled through my purse.
Why does this have to be so hard for me, but so easy for him?I pulled out the whistle he gave me for Christmas. It gleamed against the light from the moon. I raised my arm to throw it, but stopped myself. Instead, I brought it to my lips and blew gently. It let out this soft whistle. The ground below me began to swirl as I stood up and looked around. The alley faded away and was soon replaced by the area near the waterfall. I shielded my ears against the sudden sound or rushing water. I put my purse down as I slowly approached the waterfall. I took of my shoes and dipped my feet into the water. I winced at the cold temperature but suddenly adjusted to it as I went further. The water came up to my waist as I descended lower into it. Soon, I found myself submerged to about my shoulder. I closed my eyes as listened to the sound of the waterfall falling in front of me. But because of the volume, I didn't hear the approaching footsteps.
-HGDM-
Tweet!I groaned as I sat up and looked around.
What the hell?Somewhere in my room, a soft whistle-like sound floated around the room. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and stood up. I followed the sound to my desk. I widened my eyes as I pulled on jeans and a shirt and rummaged through my drawers, looking for that tiny silver whistle.
Shit. Shit. Where is it? She's there. I know it.
Finally, I found the tiny thing, hopping around, emitting a loud shriek. Grabbing it roughly, I stuck it in my mouth and blew hard. The shrill that came out was ear piercing. I closed my eyes tightly and covered my ears. Then, a new sound broke through my hands…the sound of rushing water. I opened my eyes. I had to blink my eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness.
"Hermione?" I called out, but the sound of the waterfall drowned my voice.
I stepped closer, getting a better view of the pool around the waterfall. There she was, waist deep in the water, her back facing me. I gasped as I rushed forward. She obviously didn't hear me.
"Hermione? Is that you!" I screamed loudly, coming to the edge of the land that dipped steeply into the water.
Luckily, she heard it. She slowly turned around, glancing at me sorrowfully with bloodshot eyes. Her lips were slightly tinted blue and her cheeks were void of any color. My breath hitched as I reached out to her.
"Hermione, please, get out of there. It's freezing."
No response.
"Hermione, please. Don't do this to me. Just, here, let me help you out."
She looked down at her trembling hands, then nodded slowly, as if in a daze. She outstretched her hand limply. I grabbed it swiftly. I pulled her out easily enough and cradled her in my arms as I led her away from the pool of water. The water dripped onto my feet, which were bare, and sent shockwaves of frigid temperatures upward. The hairs on my body stood as I held her closer, attempting to warm her tremulous body. I set her down gingerly and took out my wand. I said as simple spell, drying her instantly. I hoisted her up and held her close. She didn't push me away.
"Merlin, Hermione, what were you doing? That water's freezing!" I exclaimed, holding her out in front of me.
"Why do you care? Where's Angeline? In your room? Or maybe behind these bushes? You know, where snakes usually belong?" she spat.
I was taken aback at her sudden remark.
"Damn it Hermione, get over it. I'm with her alright? What the hell is your problem? What has she ever done to you?" I snapped back with and equal amount of bitterness.
"She took away my chance." She said quietly.
"Your chance? You mean with me?"
She hesitated.
"Yeah. With you. When I see you with her, it makes me jealous."
"Of what? We both agreed we needed to move on."
"And what do you think I've been trying to do? I hate it how I used to be your girl. I used to be the one you wanted to be with. Now, you've got some bimbo taking up your time."
"Hermione, we can't do this. I don't want to hurt you! Can't you get that?" I screamed.
I hung my head low as she wrapped her arms around me and held me.
"How do you know you'll hurt me? I've grown up Draco. I know what I want, and I want you. I know what I said before. But I was hurting then. I lost Kate and you cheated on me...the lies and rumors that were circling around…I just couldn't deal with that and patching up our relationship. I'm not as strong as you Draco. I'm not."
I could hear her voice breaking from her restraint of tears.
"Oh Hermione…"
I enclosed her in a hug as I lifted her up and spun her around.
"I love you…" I whispered in her ear as I slowed down.
She looked up at me with eyes gleaming with fresh tears.
"I love you too."
She stood of her tiptoes as she pecked my lips with a simple kiss.
"Come back with me." I declared, grabbing her hands.
"I can't, I'm staying at my friends house. Listen, I'll leave tomorrow afternoon. Until then?"
I sighed, but reluctantly agreed. Now that we were giving our love another chance, I wanted to be as close to her as possible. I wanted to make up for all the mistakes that I made. I wanted it to be different this time. I nodded as I kissed her briefly before bringing out my whistle and blowing softly into it. Hermione faded away along with the towering fall. I collapsed back onto my bed, sighing in happiness.
I've finally got her. She's mine again.
I drifted into sleep with a smile on my face.
-HGDM-
"Idiot…" I scoffed as I threw my hair back and apparated to the Lair.
Even though the plan had gone accordingly, he was tricked and Hermione was slowly waiting in one of the dungeons, I couldn't shake his words. Why did she have that I didn't? I'm beautiful, smart, witty, and I've body to boot. Everything she is and more. Why isn't he with me? Why?
"Lenora! Did all go well?" Angeline called behind me.
"I'm here on time aren't I?"
We walked side by side, her giving me an update.
"Hermione is on her way to the operating room."
"And the clairvoyant?"
"He's preparing for the procedure."
"What about our escape route?" Is it still there and ready to go in case all fails?"
"We're clearing it up now."
"What?" I hissed, halting.
She winced as she twirled her hair between her manicured fingers.
"She was very fussy getting her here."
"I told you to use a sleeping spell!" I barked.
"She fought it. I didn't use the strong one."
"Why not!"
"I was afraid!"
"Merlin Angeline, it's protected!"
I sighed heavily as I continued to trek through the corridors. I stopped to stare at myself in a mirror. Exactly the same. I stared not back at myself, but Hermione's reflection.
"When does the polyjuice potion wear off?" I asked, combing my hair with my fingers.
"If you took it all, then in about a week, maybe a little less."
I nodded as I snatched my wand from my pocket.
"Okay Angeline, it's show time."
We laughed in unison as we went our separate ways, her to the clairvoyant's room to summon him and I to Hermione's chamber to shake her up a bit.
And she's totally unaware.
-HGDM-
I groaned as I pounded the door harder, kicking it occasionally. I grimace at the pain that suddenly shot up from my abdomen.
Bloody hell…what the hell is wrong me?
I screamed as the pain erupted in full blow. I curled into the ball as I the pain clenched my stomach in a tight grip. My screams eventually subdued as it left me in a heap of pants and gasp for air. Beads of sweat collected along my forehead and slid down my back.
"Hermione dear. How are you doing today? In pain I hope." A fake, pleasant voice sung behind the door.
It creaked open as I gaped at an exact duplicate of myself.
"What the…?" I said, standing up on shaky legs.
"What? Never seen someone take a polyjuice potion before?"
"Lenora…" I growled, searching my pockets frantically for my wand.
"It's not there. Don't you think I'm smarter than that?"
"No." I hissed as she set down a thick blanket on the table in front of me.
"Watch your tongue mudblood. I can make it even more painful for you."
"What are you talking about? What do you want with me?" I said as my face distorted in pain.
I fell to the floor, grasping, gripping my stomach in pain. She took out a muggle watch and watched me as my pain faded away. She clicked it once and nodded approvingly. She set it down as she squatted next to me. I wanted so bad to smack her for no reason what so ever.
"Right on time. Now, if you could, lay on this table, we'll begin."
I spit on her face as I staggered away. She wiped her face angrily as she stood and brought out her wand. She muttered something under her breath as a dark purple fog emanated from the tip. I ran away to dodge it, but it eventually encircled me and held me tight. My body began to glow, but none brighter than my stomach.
"You had best watch yourself Granger, you've living for two."
I stared down at my stomach in shock as I began to wiggle.
"LIAR!" I screamed as it lifted me in the air.
"Liar? There is only so much ignorance someone can have but you're pushing it. Do you not see it with your own eyes! You're pregnant! You've been so for about five months! But thanks to Angeline and Krum, you'll be able to have it sooner, as in now."
My breaths were becoming fast and short as I tried to grasp it all. She was obviously enjoying what was happening as she laughed a high cackled one.
"No, my baby died. You killed her. YOU KILLED HER! I KNOW YOU DID!" I screamed, tears streaming down my dirt-streaked face.
"I admit to that. I was the one that knocked you off your broom, I was the one that seduced Draco to break you up, I was also the one that devised this whole plan, and I am also the one that is going to give birth to your baby. But, I have reasons."
"What are you taking about? I only had one baby! And she's dead." I said in a whisper.
"Do you honestly think it's that hard to fool a pregnancy test?"
"This doesn't make sense."
"It doesn't need to. All you need to do is push." I said smirking as she lay me down on the table.
"Lenora? We're ready to begin." A old, male voice said, knocking gently on the door.
The door groaned as the shopkeeper and Angeline stepped through. I stared in awe at him as he set down his bag and lay his tools out.
"You!"
"Yes, our clairvoyant. If it weren't for him, this all wouldn't be possible." She said, patting his back.
"Don't touch me Lenora. Hermione, I'm sorry. I tried to help you, but you just didn't pick up the clues. There's nothing more I can do for you."
I was at loss for words. This whole time, Lenora's been planning out this whole year and I was totally oblivious to it. I felt my anger burn through my chest as I strained against the purple fog.
"The more you struggle, the worse the operation is." She said, tapping me with her wand.
"I'll never let you have my baby."
"There's nothing you can do to stop us. As soon as he's born, he'll be taken away from you and raised as our own."
I opened my mouth to refute her, but all that could come out was my shriek of pain as my body was bowled over in pain.
"The contractions are on time. Ready to begin?" Angeline announced, spreading my legs apart.
I attempted to kick her face, but I couldn't lift my legs. I couldn't do anything. My body was numbing over as they lifted up my dress. I soon found that I could barely talk.
"Don't worry, when this whole thing is done, you won't even remember him."
"Him?" I said hoarsely.
"Yes, your son. He'll be in good hands. I'll be a mother to him in ways that you'd never be to Katelyn." She mocked.
The tears fell from my eyes as I lost feeling of everything. I sobbed to myself.
"Her vitals are stabilized. Should we begin now?" Angeline asked anxiously.
"Hermione, I'm sorry." He said, looking over me.
His eyes showed remorse and sorrow. I nodded as he stepped in front of me.
"Alright Hermione. All I need you to do is breathe and push." He said.
A/N: Sorry the update took so long. I've had a rocky week and so on and so forth. So what do you think. So Hermione's pregnant! -Gasp- I bet you guys never saw that coming. Muahahaha. Yeah. So, R & R please. It is nearing the end people. My story is coming to a close. I know, very sad. But there is more to come. Now for the preview:"Where is he? Where my baby?" I whispered, voice firm.
Dressed in mere robes, hair matted with sweat and blood, I sat on the floor of the dungeon. My body was weak from giving birth, but my mind remained alert and sharp, refusing to let me rest.
"I'm surprised you're still awake. All you need to know ids that he's in good hands. You should rest. You won't remember this anyways. You'll be with Draco as we raise him as our own."
I scoffed as I lifted myself off the floor. She pointed her wand at me as she hopped off her chair as pressed me against the wall.
"Sit down."
"How low can you go Lenora? I just gave birth for Merlin's sake. You think I can duel you wandless? You're not only sleazy, but you're dumb as hell."
"Let's see you try mudblood. Here."
She threw my wand at my feet. I stooped and picked it up, never taking my eyes off her. I placed my back to hers as we began walking away from each other.
"This is to the death mudblood. We have him now, so there's no use for you."
"Then so be it." I hissed, taking my final step and whipping around, wand outstretched, aiming for her heart.
Dun dun dun! R & R!