A/N: So, I know this has been very long awaited, I'm sorry! I've just been REALLY busy, but here it is!

CHAPTER 5

It was the day of the wedding, June 21. Harry was completely nervous but in a good way. Today he was going to marry Hermione. He just couldn't believe this was actually happening. His life had always been unfair to him, now he was finally living life like he should always have. In her dressing room, Hermione was thinking along the same thoughts. She was going to marry Harry, today in thirty seven minutes and twenty two seconds. This was the best day of her life. It was going to be a small ceremony and unknown to the wizarding world because if any of it leaked out then everyone in the world would come. Hermione's bridesmaid was Ginny and Harry's best man was Ron, of course.

"Come on mate, it's time," said Ron cheerfully.

Ron was very happy lately. Luna was now his girlfriend and he couldn't have been any happier. When he was finally over Hermione he had realized what a great girl Luna is. Ever since then, the two had been going out.

"I guess I'm ready," said Harry with a deep breath.

The two walked out toward the altar. There were only a few people in the seats. Of course there were all of the Weasleys, even Percy. When Harry had killed Voldemort, Percy saw how wrong he was about Harry. He then begged his parents for forgiveness. Also seated was Hermione's mom. Her dad was waiting in the back. There was also Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Hagrid with Madame Maxime.

Harry was so nervous that his palms were sweating. Ron saw this and smiled.

"Harry, don't be so worried. Why would you be? You are marrying the love of your life. SO CALM DOWN!"

He was right. He shouldn't be nervous at all. Just at that moment Dumbledore stood up and everyone became quiet. He took out his wand and muttered something. Instantly the place was decorated. There were white and pink bows and ribbons on the ends of the rows. Two doves were sitting at the top of the organs and flowers popped up everywhere. The isle was covered in rose petals and at the end of it was Hermione. Harry couldn't breathe. There she was, the most beautiful creature that had ever lived. Her dress was an elegant silk and some of her hair was in a bun while the rest of it fell down to her shoulders. As a finishing touch there was a small wreath of flowers on her head. She smiled so warmly that Harry thought he would melt on the spot. Suddenly, the music began to play and Hermione accompanied by her dad, walked down the isle.

Hermione couldn't believe how handsome Harry could be, even with his messed up hair. She smiled as she walked down the isle. Everything was so beautifully decorated; it was perfect. She finally reached the end of the isle. She took Harry's hand and the ceremony began. About an hour, it was the time for the "I do's" The priest began.

"Do you Harry Potter; take Hermione Granger, as your wife, to have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"

Harry looked at Hermione and everything in him just swelled up with happiness.

"I do." Harry said cheerfully.

"Do you Hermione Granger; take Harry Potter, as your husband, to have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"

Hermione was so happy. She couldn't hold back any longer.

"I Do!"

"You may kiss the bride."

Harry and Hermione embraced each other just like they had in Dumbledore's office. Everything had clicked and everyone who knew the couple was happy for them.

Little did they know, there was a stranger lurking in the shadows in the back where Hermione had once stood. The person slid away muttering something under their breath. Harry and Hermione were overcome with joy. Hand in hand, they left everyone…

..:-:..

… Nine months later, the same people gathered once more. They were at St. Mungo's Hospital. Hermione was in so much pain, too much in fact.

"HARRY! GET OVER HERE NOW!" yelled Hermione.

She was being rushed into the hospital by Harry, Ron, Fred, and George. Today was a special day. It was Hermione's due date and she was going into labor. Harry didn't know what to do. He didn't know what kind of pain Hermione was in. All he did was stay at her side, too afraid to go away for a second. The doctors said that Hermione had a special condition and that if she wasn't careful then something could happen to the baby.

"HARRY! GET ME OUT OF THIS RIGHT NOW!"

"It will be all over in a little while, just hang in there sweet pea," said Harry soothingly.

Hermione was instantly overcome with relaxation at the sound of his reassuring voice. All she could think about now was her baby.

"HARRY!"

Another contraction began, and it was worse than the previous one. It was time. The baby was on its way and making it out into the world. In a few minutes there was a cry. Harry and Hermione had a baby boy. Hermione was overjoyed when she saw her little boy. She held him in her arms not wanting to let go. Harry was looking down into his son's eyes. They were exactly like his mother's, emerald green.

"Harry, we have yet another replica of your dad," said Hermione chuckling.

Dumbledore came into the room with a smile that spread from one eye to the other.

"Hello little Harry," he said to the small boy.

Their child had opened its mouth and a sound came out.

"Hoaawweeieei!"

Harry couldn't believe it. His son was just born and already he was tying to talk.

"So you two, what are you going to name your son?" said Dumbledore.

Hermione had already made up her mind.

"Howard, or in other words, Howie," said Hermione happily.

Howie Potter; that sounded good. Howie, Harry and Hermione; they were going to be one big happy family. Everyone spent the rest of the day celebrating the birth of the newest Potter, well almost everyone.

..:-:..

Draco Malfoy had been getting some stuff at a dark arts shop in Knockturn Alley that same day. He had been planning something for months and his plan was almost perfected. Just then he had heard a loud pop in front of him. He looked up to see who it was. It was none other than Viktor Krum and by the look on his face he wasn't too happy.

"Vot you vant? Ehh? Get outve my vay!" he said.

"Whoa, whoa! You were the one who apparated in front of me! Anyway why do you look like you want to kill someone?" asked Draco.

"You vant to know vhy? Because I vant to kill Harry Potter, that's vhy!" exclaimed Viktor.

Draco was shocked at this. Someone actually had the same interests as him! Hah! This was too good to be true. Now his plan was going to be perfect.

"Say, you know what? I too want to kill Harry Potter," said Draco evilly, "I propose that we work as a team. What do you say?"

"Vell, if ve both vant to kill him, then I guess ve may as vell."

They walked away towards a shop with skulls of dead rats discussing their future plans.

..:-:..

"Dada!" Howie yelled.

Harry turned around to see his one-year-old son fall into the snow after each step he tried to take. He chuckled to himself thinking of how much his son was like himself. Harry walked over to the cold Howie and picked him up.

"Let's get out of this freezing cold and let's go see if mommy has some hot cocoa in the kitchen," said Harry warmly.

They started to walk back towards the house when suddenly there was a pop. Hermione had apparated in front of Harry and Howie with some hot cocoa.

"Are my two men cold yet?" asked Hermione cheerfully.

She took Howie into her hands and said, "I'll take him home for his nap. Wait here."

Harry and Hermione had rebuilt James and Lily's house in Godrics's Hollow. It was big enough to fit two Weasley families. Harry had become an auror and Hermione was still deciding what she wanted to be. She had gotten all NEWTS on the exams so any job was a possibility for her. It was right before Christmas and a good ten inches of snow had fallen. His son had been trying to learn how to walk for several weeks now. Wondering where Hermione was he began to walk back towards the entrance of the forest. There was a path of tress that arched to touch each other at the top. The snow had made the path look like a little cavern but it was light outside.

All of a sudden, Hermione appartated some few yards behind Harry. She quietly took some snow and made it into a ball. Harry thought he had heard something rattle in the bushes so he turned around right as Hermione had thrown the snowball. It came hurling towards his face. Harry wiped the snow away and smiled wickedly. Hermione couldn't stop laughing. There were tears of laughter coming from her eyes and when she wasn't looking Harry took some snow and threw it towards Hermione. She stopped laughing abruptly and there was a look of shock as the snowball hit her in the side. Hermione regained her balance and laughed again. The two of them threw snowballs at one another for quite some time.

"Do you give up?" asked Hermione.

"Yes I give up. Want to go back and check on Howie?"

"Oh! Howie! Yes, we should, he is just so precious. He kept trying to stand up in his crib today."

They walked together under the canopy of snow, hand in hand, all the way back to the house. Inside the house, Harry went into the kitchen to make some more hot cocoa and Hermione went into the living room where there was a brown owl waiting for her. She took the envelope from the owl and it flew away. Harry turned around hearing the owl leave.

"Who is it from?"

"Oh, it is a letter from Viktor. You remember him right?" Hermione replied.

"Yeah, I do but I don't know if you should still be friends with him."

"Well, why not? He's a nice guy and I have been writing to him for years."

"Well, I just have a bad feeling about him, that's all. Remember he went to Durmstrang and they taught the dark arts there."

"Well, you do have a point, but I still think he is a good person and not a bad one."

"It's your call, but I warned you."

Hermione read the letter and smiled a couple of times. She put down the letter and went upstairs when she heard Howie start to cry. Harry had just realized he forgot to get Howie's gift for his birthday. Remembering this he went off somewhere.

Howie had tried to stand up again and he had fallen. He bumped his head on the crib and was crying like there was not tomorrow. Hermione took him up into her arms and held him for a couple of moments. His crying descended into light sobs and eventually he began to sleep. As Hermione as going to put him back into the crib, she heard a loud pop and saw that Viktor Krum had apparated in front of her.

"Oh my gosh, what an unsuspected surprise! Viktor how nice to see you again!" said Hermione happily.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! This is my son Howie. He's very energetic and he never gives up just like his dad," said Hermione warmly. Viktor wasn't too happy though. He didn't even have the slightest hint of a smile.

"Hermioniny, I am very sorry but I have to do this for your own good," said Viktor glumly.

Suddenly Viktor took his wand and pointed his wand at Howie and Hermione. Howie was beginning to wake up and Hermione grabbed for her wand. After feeling nothing she realized that she had left her wand in her room. She was beginning to feel a bit scared and in her head she could picture Harry saying, 'Well I just have a bad feeling about him, that's all.'

"Viktor! What are you doing?

"Don't vorry Hermione. Everything vill be all right. DISEXPALLARAMARIUSS!"

Hermione couldn't believe this was happening; all she could think of was Harry and Howie.

"HARRY!"

Viktor swished his wand and Hermione along with Howie were both instantly bound to Viktor's wand. There was one last pop and the Potter House was empty.

..:-:..

"Harry…"

He turned around and saw no one but h e knew that Hermione had called his name. After their experience with Voldemort, they could communicate with each other by calling out their name. This only worked though if one of the two were feeling some sort of emotion strongly. Harry quickly disapparated back to the house.

"HERMIONE?" yelled Harry.

He looked everywhere in the house but he couldn't find them. Finally he reached Howie's room. He opened the door and in the room was none other than Draco Malfoy with a smirk as wide as a watermelon.

"So Harry, why the worried face? Looking for someone?"

Draco laughed and disapparated to wherever he came from. Something had happened to Howie and Hermione and he knew that Draco had something to do with it.

A/N: Yes, lot's of stuff happened! What did you think of it? Please tell me! Thank you for reading this fic and I hope to update sometime next week!

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