Hope you liked the last chapter. Dannylover101 and I aren't sure how many chapters there will be but I hope you like it. In this chapter, it is eight years later and Emma and Cara are eight years old. Harry and Ginny have a daughter named Alison who's seven. Ron and Ivy still have Rupert (8), a set of twins named Michael and James (5) and a daughter named Chrissy (3). George and Angelina's triplets are now nine. Charlie and Melly's children Sarah (16), Mary and Danielle (14) and Nathaniel and Alex (11) have a new brother named Mitch (6). Bill and Fleur's adoptive children have grown. Bob and Billy (14), Angelique and Dominique (11). They have adopted six more children: Zahara (10) and her brother Maddox (5), Christian (7), Emily (4), Liza (2) and Brigita (9 months).
Hope you like the rest of the story.
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"Come on Emma, it'll be funny," Cara pulled Emma along the sidewalk.
"Oh I don't know," Emma said quietly looking to the floor.
"All you have to do is set off the Swamp Starter and we'll run and hid," Cara said handing her the box.
"Are you sure about this?" Emma asked, playing with her curly red hair.
"Why else would Dad have given this to me for Christmas? He wants me to use it!" Cara said.
"All right, but I don't want to get Mommy angry again," Emma said.
"I'll take the blame if she gets angry," Cara proposed.
"Okay I guess," Emma said looking into Cara's identical hazel eyes.
"Come on you big baby, now set it off!" Cara urged.
"Okay fine," Emma said. She quickly set off the Swamp Starter and ran into the hall closet with her sister. A few seconds later Hermione came down the stairs and stepped into the swamp gunk on the floor.
"Cara get out here and bring your sister with you," Hermione said and walked toward the hall closet, "Hello girls."
"Hi Mommy," Cara said, making her eyes huge with innocence, "It was all…Emma's fault." Cara quickly ran from the room.
"I'll get you Cara! Get back here!" Emma said and she raced after Cara.
Fred walked into the hall and quickly kissed his wife. "Hi honey. How was you're day?" he asked.
"Not bad," Hermione said, "As you can see, your daughter Cara used her Christmas present. Would you mind cleaning it up? Then I want you to read a part of my book. Meet me in the study."
Fred took out his wand, muttered a spell and headed for the kitchen where he dropped his bag and hugged his fighting children. "Good trick Cara, but the blaming on your sister is getting old. You got to trying something new," Fred said picking up Emma, "Hey Emma-bee how was you're day?"
"Not bad Daddy but Mommy wants to see you upstairs. She wrote another part for her book and it's funny," Emma answered. Emma was just like her mother. She loved to read and could absorb anything.
Fred ran upstairs and into the study. "Here you go," Hermione said handing him a piece of paper, "Tell me what you think."
Hogwarts: A History Revised Edition
Nobody can apparate onto the Hogwarts grounds. This has been done by Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley ONCE, but it was never seen happen again. I repeat, YOU MAY NOT APPARATE ONTO THE HOGWARTS GROUNDS.
"So what do you think?" Hermione asked.
Fred burst out laughing. "Wait until Harry and Ron see this when it comes out. They'll get a kick out of it."
"I thought you'd say that," Hermione said walking downstairs, "Now what do you want for supper?"
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"How's my little princess?" Fred entered Emma's room and sat on the edge of her bed.
"Tired," Emma answered smiling at her daddy.
"You stayed up pretty late reading last night, didn't you?" Fred asked smiling.
"Maybe," Emma agreed nodding.
"Are you hungry? Or just tired?" Fred asked.
"Just tired," Emma told him.
"Oh? Are you ticklish?" Fred asked pulling her covers away, he started to tickle her stomach.
"Daddy! Daddy, stop it!" Emma yelled, squealing and trying to wriggle free from her daddy.
"Are you hungry now? I made your favourite, French toast," Fred said happily.
"Yummy!" Emma said lifting her arms up to him.
"Up we go," Fred lifted her out of bed, "My, you're getting big."
"I'm eight, Daddy," Emma reminded him.
"I know," Fred smiled at her and he ran down the stairs, Emma squealing the whole time.
"Emma, guess who's here!" Cara called from the kitchen.
"Who is it?" Emma called wriggling free out of her daddy's grasp and rushing into the kitchen.
"Hi sweetie," Hermione kissed her forehead.
"Brigita!" Emma shouted, seeing her little cousin.
"Aunty Fleur brought Brigita over for a visit," Cara explained.
"Thank you Aunty Fleur," Emma tickled Brigita's toes, "She's so small."
"You say that every time," Fleur laughed at Emma's observation.
"Can I hold her?" Emma asked.
"I already did," Cara said importantly.
"You have to sit down though, and be still, okay?" Fleur asked lifting Brigita up and placing her in Emma's arms.
"Careful Emma-bee, stay away Cara darling," Hermione said coming over to the kitchen table.
"I will be mum," Emma promised, smiling up at her mom as she took a picture.
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"Bye Mum!" Emma and Cara called.
"Where are you going?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Next door," Cara started.
"To see Aunt Ginny, Uncle Harry and Alison," Emma finished.
"Okay," Hermione said, "Have fun."
The two girls went out the door as Hermione headed up the stairs to her study. As she walked toward her study she passed Cara's room. With a flick of her wand it was neat and tidy again. Emma's room was exactly like her room when she was a little girl. Neat, tidy, books lining the walls and one hidden under her pillow. Hermione knew that Emma kept one under there, but she left it there anyways. Cara was more like Fred. Funny, room a mess, pranks and jokes always running through her head. Hermione reached the study, grabbed Hogwarts: A History and read through the next part. She decided that there was nothing to change yet, so Hermione sat down at her desk and began to retype the part she had just read. I can't wait till I can publish this. Hermione thought as she typed. After she finished typing she looked at the clock. Hermione was amazed. She had been tying for over two hours. She quickly went downstairs to take something out for dinner. Hermione was trying to decide between hamburgers and pizza when the door bell rang. Fred hates that thing. Hermione smiled to herself as she went to answer the door. Right before she was about to answer it, the door was flung open and Blaise Zambini walked into the hall. Hermione immediately took out her wand and aimed it at him.She wouldn't use it unless she had to. "What are you doing here?" she shouted at him.
"I'm here to see my children, my love," Blaise answered smiling.
"You have no children. Now get out!" Hermione screamed.
"Your children are my children, sweetheart," Blaise stated.
"They are not and I'm am not your love or your sweetheart! I hate you! My children are Fred's children!" Hermione yelled.
Blaise walked up to Hermione, "You wouldn't kill the father of your children, would you?"
"Get out! GET OUT!" Hermione screamed, pushing out the door.
"I'll be back," Blaise warned.
Hermione slammed the door shut and collapsed onto the floor. Memories flooded back along with thoughts. I thought I got away from them. Why did he have to come back? And more importantly, should I tell Fred the truth?
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Hermione washed her face and smiled at her reflection, it was okay, it was going to be okay. She had told people that she hadn't been raped as much of a lie as that was, she hadn't wanted Fred to find out and now it was coming back to slap her in the face. Hermione turned around, "Don't even try it Cara, go to your room."
"But mum!" Cara whined.
"Now Cara." Hermione yelled and she washed her hands leaving the washroom.
"She made me do it!" Cara pointed it Emma as Hermione exited the room.
"Room. Now. Go." Hermione said, "Come on Emma you can read the next funny part of my book."
"Coming mum!" Emma yelled sticking her tongue out at her sister and following her mum into the study.
2 weeks later
"Don't! Go away!" Hermione rolled over in her bed, sweat dripping down her face, "Leave me alone. Get your hands off of me!"
"Hermione wake up!" Fred shook her shoulders gently.
"Stay away from me Zambini!" Hermione yelled.
"Hermione please, it's me." Fred shook her again.
"Fred?" Hermione opened her eyes weakly looking up at him.
"You were just having a bad dream sweetie, you're okay…" Fred told her wondering why she had been yelling at Zambini.
"Oh," Hermione said, she hoped she hadn't been yelling. She had been dreaming about the night she had been raped, and she still hadn't told him.
"You were yelling honey. What was your dream about?" Fred swiped her hair away from her eyes.
"Ummm." Hermione felt a tear roll down her cheek.
"You said Zambini and told him to get off of you." Fred told her.
"Oh god Fred it was so horrible." Hermione started sobbing leaning into her husband's body, her own body racking with sobs.
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"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before," Hermione said looking down.
"Wow," Fred said.
"Aren't you going to say anything else?" Hermione asked.
"Wow, I don't know what else to say," Fred answered.
"That's right," Hermione said. Fred hugged Hermione and rocked back and forth until he heard her soft breathing that told him that she was asleep. He kissed her softly and lay in bed thinking until he drifted off to sleep.
Next Morning
"Girls come down and meet the babysitter!" Hermione called upstairs.
The girls came running downstairs as Fred kissed Hermione goodbye. "I'm off to the joke shop. Have a good day at the publicity thing."
Hermione laughed. "Thanks honey."
The door bell rang a few minutes after Fred left. Hermione felt nervous when she opened the door, thinking she would see Blaise on the other side. "Hi I'm Jenny," a blond haired girl said.
"I'm Hermione and this is Emma and Cara. Thinks for coming at such short notice. I'll see you girls later," Hermione said kissing each girl.
"Bye mom!" both girls called as Hermione raced out the door. Jenny shut the door and the girls went into the living room.
Outside a dark figure stood across the street. "Those girls are mine!" Blaise said.
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"One second girls, I'm just going to answer the door." Jenny paused the movie and hoped up heading to the door.
"Open up!" The person outside the door shouted.
"I'm coming." Jenny said rolling her eyes at the impatience.
"Hello…" Jenny paused with the door halfway open when she saw the guy holding a stick of wood in front of him.
"Hello. Jenny." Blaise said in a creepy voice before shooting stupefy at her.
Jenny fell limply to the floor and Blaise stepped over her body shutting the door.
"Girls come greet Daddy!" Blaise called.
"Daddy!" Cara called and her and her sister ran into the room.
"Hi Cara-bee, hi Emma-bee!" Blaise called smiling.
"You're not Daddy." Emma said.
"No duh, Emma, God you're so stupid." Cara rolled her eyes, "Who are you?" She said snapping her gum, annoyingly.
"I'm Blaise, you're Daddy." Blaise said kneeling down to their height.
"No you're not." Emma protested.
"We established that already." Cara turned back to her sister.
"Shut up." Emma rolled her eyes.
"You guys go watch TV, I have to call your mum." Blaise told them.
"We're not supposed to talk to strangers." Emma told him.
"Just go watch TV Emma, I'll stay with the new guy." Cara smiled.
"Cara don't…" Emma started watching her sister reach for her wand.
"Hello? Hermione. Hi it's Blaise. I'm with your daughters they are so adorable." Blaise said manically.
"Mommy help!" Emma yelled.
"Don't make me punish you Emma." Blaise said.
"Stay away from my daughters!" Hermione yelled hanging up her phone.
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"Fred, it's Hermione. Blaise called. I don't know if he's serious but he says he's with the kids. Can you call? I don't think I can," Hermione said, "Thanks Fred. Love you too. Bye."
Fred hung up his phone and immediately called the house. "Hello?" came Emma's voice.
"Hi Princess, is Jenny there?" Fred asked.
"No," Emma's voice dropped to a whisper, "There's some guy named Blaise here…"
"Emma-bee who's on the phone?" came a voice in the background.
"Daddy help!" Emma yelled into the phone and the line went dead.
Fred picked up the phone once more and called again. "Hello?" came a male voice.
"Get out of my house and away from my daughters," Fred said forcefully.
"Didn't Mione tell you, they're mine," Blaise told him and hung up the phone.
Fred called Ginny, who was an auror, and told her what happened. Fred then got hold of as many people as he could and called everyone in the Order. The Order would get back together for another rescue mission. A thought went through Fred's mind. What if they aren't mine?
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"Oh god Baby, they'll be okay." Fred rocked Hermione back and forth. They were sitting on the front porch of Harry and Ginny's house waiting for them to save their children, Fred wanted to help but apparently that was a conflict of interest.
"He has them Fred, I don't even want to know what he's doing to them." Hermione shook her head sobbing into his chest.
"Oh honey, they'll be fine, I'm promise." Fred said smiling at her.
"He thinks they're his." Hermione shook her head.
"Are they?" Fred asked looking away form her.
"Fred!" Hermione said indignantly.
"Well the time frame works out." Fred pointed out.
"No it doesn't." Hermione said, "They died Fred. I got pregnant again, on our honeymoon. He wasn't there." Hermione said.
"Oh." Fred said in a small voice, " I knew that."
Hermione rolled her eyes looking up as Ginny came running across the lawn towards them.
"Gin! What's happening?" Fred yelled.
"We got Cara but something's wrong. She won't tell us what happened to Emma." Ginny said trying to catch her breath.