Disclaimer: I keep forgetting these but everyone knows that these nice characters belong to JKR and they know that she is kind enough not to sue. P.S. Coke is not referencing the drug. It means Coca-Cola, which is a drink that I do NOT own.
A/N: READ MY PROFILE! Please answer the questions. I dare say they aren't hard. Thanks for the lovely reviews. This should be interesting, I promise.
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The two teenagers woke up to probably the most annoying noise ever. Tapping. There was a stupid owl tapping on the stupid window with a stupid letter of stupid importance. Stupid sun, stupid birds, stupid owl. Hermione rolled off of Blaise with a groan. She stood up and shuffled over to let the nuisance of a creature in. She snatched the letter off of the owl's leg and glared at the blurry words. She started patting the bed until she hit Blaise. "My contacts are killing me, read this." Hermione said as she shoved the letter under his nose and started taking out her contacts. Blaise scanned through it and cursed like a sailor. "Blaise!" Hermione chastised him softly so she didn't wake the three babies down the hall.
"We're leaving tomorrow. Dumbledore is feeding us crap about the war threatening our safety. We will continue watching the little hellions there but we will have classes on fighting. Great." Blaise finished sarcastically.
"Well at least we get to sneak around to meet each other. Think of it as an adventure, staying alive and away from my friends." Hermione said. Blaise laughed.
"Yeah, I get to hide my girlfriend from Tom Riddle who she's suppose to kill." Blaise said.
"Girlfriend? We never really talked about what this fling is. I guess… that means you're my boyfriend, no. Harry and Ron will kill you." Hermione said. Blaise stood up behind is now not blind counter part.
"I can take them." Blaise said. Hermione laughed as she led him over to her dresser where she started digging through clothes.
"I never said it was you I was worried about now did I?" Hermione smirked. Blaise laughed. Merlin, he was going to miss laughing freely. Hermione turned around when she felt his mood shift. "What's wrong?"
"I have to be a Slytherin again and you have to be a Gryffindor. We have to act again." It was Hermione's turn to swear. Blaise smirked. "You punish me for cursing, that was terribly bad. You could beat Malfoy with that kind of foul mouth." Blaise looked at her innocent look.
"Who?" Hermione looked around. "Me?" She put her hand on her chest. "Why certainly a gentle man such as yourself would know a lady of my standings never swears." Hermione said pompously. She then broke down laughing as she made her way to the bathroom to change. She came back in a tank top that skimmed the top of her navel. Her jeans hugged her hips and thighs before flaring out again below her knees. Blaise followed her into the nursery and noticed a tattoo on her lower back. He had glimpsed it before but he was astonished at what it was. In bold colors was 'Lord Voldermorte my ass.' Weaving through the letters was a snake. Blaise raised an eyebrow that she didn't see because she was picking up a crying Damien. He decided to tell her in a very… indirect way.
"So your ass is Lord Voldermorte? Is that right?" Blaise asked as he picked up the crying Emily.
"No, his name is Tom Riddle and he can kiss my… watch your language in front of the children." Hermione caught herself. Blaise laughed. "Is that tattoo showing? I really need to talk to Snape about these potions he gives me. They don't work very well." Hermione suddenly noticed another tattoo reappearing. She tried to cover it but Blaise moved her hand off of her shoulder. "Please don't comment." Hermione said. Blaise watched as the design of a pure white thing that looked like a human. It had a white dress that was like a second skin, it had a woman's anatomy, or so it seemed, but instead of a normal head it had an ovalish head with two small antennas, two huge blue eyes and only a line as a mouth. Blaise just looked closer.
"Why can't I comment?" Blaise asked.
"I'll show you if you answer me one question. Is it ugly, horrible and scary?" Hermione said. Blaise shook his head no. Hermione put the now calm Damien in his crib and Blaise followed suit with Emily. The two left and Hermione stopped in the hall. Hermione looked near tears. Suddenly, a light blue orb appeared around her. When the light died down, Hermione's tattoo had come to life.
"Hermione?" Blaise questioned. The figure nodded.
"It's my spiritual form." The figure said with a voice as pure as light. A black orb enclosed her and Hermione reappeared with a sad smile. She embraced Blaise and started crying. "I love you." She whispered. Blaise tensed. He knew so much about her, he cared about her, he definitely liked her, but did he love her? He didn't know what love felt like. Hermione backed away. "Don't say it if you don't know. I know you weren't loved as a child so I'm fine with waiting." Hermione said with a smile. He smiled, she knew him better than everyone, and he couldn't care if everyone else died.
"No, I know now, I love you Hermione." Blaise said as he gazed into her eyes. They hugged and as the two started their morning routines they both smiled all the way through.
Hermione and Blaise both sat on the couch with their eyes closed and babies surrounding them. On in each lap and one in between the two.
"Can we turn it off now?" Blaise asked in a hushed whisper. Hermione groaned.
"You're as bad as the baby video." She hissed. Blaise chuckled lightly. He had been asking that every other minute for the last half-hour but that video was torture. He had already worked out stealing it to give to Filch. His head snapped up as he heard the TV turn off. Hermione put a finger to her lips as she picked up Michelle, who was in her lap, and headed for the stairs. Blaise followed with Emily and Damien. The three were put to bed and Hermione was going to kill Dumbledore. Why? Because right when she closed the door to the nursery, an owl smashed right into the door and almost woke them up. She quickly took the note and threw the owl out the window before the almost could be taken out of that last sentence. She opened the letter and read through it before handing it to Blaise. Blaise scanned through it and his mouth dropped open and he started ranting, whispering of course.
"He wants us to have our things packed and all three babies ready in one hour! One hour! He's crazy! We have three kids! How are we going to watch three toddlers in a CASTLE! It's huge, the could die of starvation before we found them!" Blaise kept ranting to himself as the two packed. Hermione followed the still muttering Blaise into the nursery. She started putting the babies in their car seats so they would be easier to put down while they loaded everything up. They took diapers, bottles, and toys to keep the babies settled on the train that was coming to pick them up. They had everything ready and were relaxing in the last ten minutes they had in the house when another letter popped up. Hermione snatched it so Blaise wouldn't throw it into the fire without even glancing at it. They had to drive there if they had a car. They have a car and three babies. He was putting two teenagers in a car for hours on end with three babies. Hermione was furious but started loading the car. Blaise read it, threw it in the fire, and started helping. They got everyone settled, Blaise in the back to watch the three babies and Hermione driving because only she knew how too. Hermione saw the train and started following it. It was a foolproof plan. So, with Hermione following a train and him watching people sleep, he fell asleep. Hermione glanced behind her at the strangely quiet car. They had made a whole hour and now she was the only awake person in the car. To Hermione's horror, two seconds later a baby started crying, Damien. Hermione grabbed a toy and threw it at Blaise, effectively waking him up.
"What?" he snapped. That did it. All three babies were now crying and Hermione was driving so Blaise was left to quiet them. He tried toys, bottles and hacked their diapers, nothing worked. Hermione slid a DVD into the slot in the dashboard. The TV lowered itself, extra wide screen so that it was a decent sized TV. The baby video started playing and even though the babies became quiet Blaise was moaning like he had a stomachache. "Please, I will do anything, I will tell Harry and Ron about us, I'll kill Draco, I'll become a Death Eater or join the light, just turn off the video." He pleaded. Hermione just smiled a Slytherin smile before it went into a regular smile. She handed back a black case about the size of a mouse pad. (I'm aware Blaise didn't think that but it's all that I can think of.)
"Open it up." Hermione instructed. Blaise found the zipper and saw some disks, a flat piece of metal with buttons and a y-shaped piece of wire with plastic things on the end. "Push the big blue button on the plastic thing." Blaise did and almost dropped it when it opened up. "Put in the disk labeled Favorites and push the lid down." Hermione said without glancing back. Blaise did so and smirked at himself. "Plug in the silver part of the head phones into the hole it fits in. It should have a green ring around the hole." Blaise did as told. "Put the headphones on and push the button with the triangle on it." Hermione finished. Blaise, finally figuring out they went in your ears, got the headphones on. He pushed play and immediately took them out when really loud rock came on. "Turn the black disc on the side to lower the volume." Blaise started turning it before Hermione yelled at him. "Other way!" she snapped when a baby started fusing. He turned it down enough so he could put the headphones on without becoming deaf. He sat quietly while Hermione smirked. She had entertained a Slytherin and three babies all at once, she was good.
Hermione followed the train to Hogwarts. She now had the baby video memorized, Blaise had her Favorites CD and she would never complain about driving alone again. She pulled up into the makeshift parking lot. She knew Harry and Ron would kill Dumbledore if the pitch wasn't back to its original form soon. Hermione looked at her watch. They had left at two and it was now almost eleven at night. She woke up Blaise and the two followed the crowd, triplets in hand. (The triplets are still in their car seats, this will help lower confusion later.) Hermione and Blaise were led into the Great Hall. They took a seat at their community table. Hannah and Draco, commenting on the miracle they were sane, Padama was ignoring everyone but Nevada (her baby, if you don't remember), and Harry was glaring at Blaise who kept glancing at Hermione, who was staring at Dumbledore, waiting for instructions. Dumbledore rose, silencing the Hall of sixth years.
"I apologize for the indecisiveness of the letters and the inconvenience it probably caused. I would like you to look down at your children and notice that they have a note placed on them." The room stayed silent except Hermione and Blaise had to pick up Emily who wouldn't fit on the table, to see what he was talking about. "These are the directions to your new quarters. I would like to mention that most groups, if you notice, have only one child, but there are a few who have more. These groups need to stay after for I dislike having to have one parent left with two kids-"
"Hey!" Blaise said. Everyone turned to him. "How come we're out numbered then." Dumbledore looked quite shocked at the outburst and Hermione's mouth was hanging open at Blaise's rudeness.
"Mr. Zabini, I don't quite understand. You are implying you have at least three children when this spell will only create one or two, depending on the number we chose. How many children, may I ask, are you and Miss Granger caring for?"
"Three!" Blaise said angrily.
"Well then stay after and I will discuss with you privately, your situation. Everyone needs to head to their rooms for I fear it is very late. Stay if you have twins or triplets. Thank you." Dumbledore finished. Everyone but three groups stayed. Hermione's and two others. While Dumbledore was talking to the other two Hermione glared at Blaise.
"What were you thinking? We'll be questioned like criminals tomorrow! At least we could have let Harry carry a child around so people would think that they had twins and so did we but nope. You had to scream out in front of all our piers." Hermione whispered harshly. She finished quickly when she saw the other groups leave.
"Well, something went wrong with the spell so I am going to let you have a full time baby sitter who can help until you think you have it under control. I'm just glad it was your group and not someone else's, we could have had a very dangerous car ride." Dumbledore said with a chuckle. "I do have one question. How have you been fairing with three children?"
"Fine." Hermione said.
"Much easier than with five." Blaise said, Hermione turned to his smirk as the Dumbledore got extra curious.
"Five, when were you with five children?"
"When Draco and Draco Jr. stayed over for those few days." Blaise said with a laugh.
"I few that his attitude is still that of a child, yes. So, how do keep three children entertained?" he asked. Hermione smirked and Blaise groaned.
"A torturous video that deserves to burn." Blaise said. Hermione laughed.
"It's suppose to boost their IQs by introducing classical music with entertaining images. There are different varieties all over the place in the muggle world." Hermione said. Dumbledore chuckled.
"I see. Well if you have faired this well, I suppose only a part time baby sitter is necessary, in case one of you needs time away from the miracle called parent hood. I suppose one of you knows someone in a different year who would like to help?" Dumbledore said.
"My friends in different years would kill me." Blaise said. Hermione smiled.
"I believe Ginny Weasley would like to help. Her or I suppose Luna Lovegood, she owes me a favor or two." Hermione responded.
"I will contact Miss Weasley tonight then. I hope that you survive this year sane and in one piece. Good night and good luck." Dumbledore said as he exited the Great Hall. Hermione took the letter on Emily's lap and opened it up.
"Our room is that painting of the fairy princess, right outside actually." Hermione said. Blaise took two of the babies and Hermione grabbed Emily from the floor. The five ventured off into the hall and turned right. They reached the painting and decided on a password before putting the babies to bed and collapsing onto Hermione's bed.
"I think that today has been one huge strange twist." Blaise said as he and Hermione slipped under the covers. Hermione cuddled close to his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Like Lime coke." Hermione mumbled as she drifted of to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be horrible, they just knew it.
A/N: That was a little short too but I got it up early today! Please review! P.S. If you don't know what the thing Blaise was listening to in the car was, it was a CD player.