Chapter 46
They seemed to be fighting forever, but Harry knew he didn't have forever. Azadeh was laying there helpless, she could be dying or the child dying every minute that ticked by. Voldemort had shot every spell that he knew, but Wolfgang's training had helped him...this is what Voldemort feared, Harry was using magic unknown to him and Voldemort was slowly starting to run out of ideas.
"Come Harry, why must we fight? You could have it all...we are wasting valuable time. You're Azadeh is not well..."
"DON'T TRY AND DISTRACT ME!" Harry hissed. "Now who is the one who is losing, who is the one bargaining?"
"Don't be so full of yourself. You think I don't have ideas...?" Voldemort pointed his wand at the barrier and shut it off, "perhaps I need a stronger bargaining chip."
"Be careful," his eyes narrowed. "You kill her and I'll have NOTHING to lose then!"
Voldemort stood as if to think about it, "we'll just see!"
"NO!" Harry moved, moved faster than Voldemort expected. Wolfgang had taught him how to bend time. Not like apparating, moving through time quicker than normal...everything moved in slow motion as he grabbed Voldemort's wand and took him down. Now it was normal time and they were struggling, Harry struck him down...Voldemort's body was giving out on him..that's why he needed Harry's child. "Your tyranny ends!"
But Voldemort wouldn't be taken down so easy and tried to lunge at Harry, Harry merely jumped on him like a wild cat, throwing him around viciously, angry at every lie he was given, every person that he loved who died because of this man...he was tearing him apart and then, "AVADA KADEVERA!"
It seemed to only take just a few moments for this all to be over...Voldemort was dead, truly dead. No horcruxes...no searching, it was over forever.
Harry looked over to Azadeh and walked towards her, she looked so peaceful...she was still breathing, thankfully. She blinked open her eyes, "Harry? Harry, is that really you?"
"Yes, we have to get out of here...it's over, Azadeh, it's all over...we won."
Azadeh teared, was it really? She looked over and saw Lucius's body and Voldemort's on the floor...how sad and pointless it all was. "Harry...," she reached up.
"I know, are you feeling any better?"
"I don't know, I'm just so tired."
He nodded, "we have to go, they're planting the bombs."
"Harry...," she passed out.
Harry took her and ran...there was nothing in his way now, he went the escape route that was planned, not thinking of the others as he was told to...but he wondered if Hermione and the others were alright.
Draco and Bishop had planted the bombs and took off. Bishop checked Harry's position through a magical monitor Fritz invented, he grinned, "Harry won."
"WHAT?" Draco looked over...he blinked.
"Harry won...I see two people now, it's gotta be Azadeh."
Draco sighed in relief, he felt like a weight had been lifted off his stomach, "good...now, let's get outta here."
"No kiddin'."
They ran as hard as they could, the bombs would go off within the next minute.
Hermione heard the explosions and stood up, "oh GODS, please..."
It felt like forever and ever. Her heart was racing, she paced back and forth, where were they? Finally, three figures seemed to emerge...one carrying someone...it was Harry, Bishop, and Draco.
"DRACO!" Hermione ran to him and practically jumped on him. "DRACO!" she kissed his face as he held her, loved her and wouldn't let go as he swung her around. "You're safe."
"It's over, Hermione," Harry stated.
"It's over. My father is dead and so is Voldemort," Draco had a sense of sadness in his voice.
"Are you...okay?" Hermione looked at him carefully.
"I think I'll be alright...I don't blame any of you...they both died because of their choices, my mother and him, and now they're together like they always wanted to be. Joined in hell, I'm sure."
Hermione turned her attention to Azadeh, "how is she?"
"I think she's alright, but she doesn't look well...I think we've lost...," Harry couldn't bare to say it.
"C'mon, get her to Wolfgang now," they walked quickly to the area where Wolfgang was waiting.
"My daughter...," he took his hands and scanned her body and it stopped over her stomach. Wolfgang shut his eyes tight and screwed up his face, then shook his head, "the baby is...gone, I'm so sorry, Harry...we were too late."
Hermione gasped and put hands over her face and started to tear. Draco lowered his head, Azadeh would be sad and hurt...why did his father have to do this to her? He claimed to love her, but how could love someone and let them suffer like that? They both looked at Harry who shut his eyes, tears rolled down as he knelt by her.
"You can try again, Harry...remember that. This soul just wasn't ready to be born yet, that's all. Think of that way...the circumstances being what they were, the energy she was around, the evil...it wasn't you're fault or her's."
Harry only nodded.
"We have to get the baby out of her so she can recover, it's best you don't watch right now...you need to rest."
"I want to be by her," Harry demanded.
"I know...this won't take long."
Harry sat back and watched as Wolfgang and a few other Healers took Azadeh to a private area and after about a half hour, the child was expelled from her body and buried properly where Harry could say his goodbyes. It was so painful, Hermoine put her hand on his shoulder, Draco too...it was a bittersweet day.
Azadeh came in and out of consciousness all week. While she was sleeping the world was celebrating, Harry had been asked where he had been a few hundred times, the Ministry was being established again and they begged him to even be Minister...but he wasn't so sure about that kind of status. Every chance he got, he left the crowds and went to Azadeh...disappearing for hours, if not the rest of the day.
Finally she was fully out of it and knew about the child, she cried in Harry's arms who cried with her, "it's my fault!"
"NO, don't blame yourself," Harry was stern with her. "It just wasn't the right time...we..we can try again later, we'll wait a little longer this time, where you aren't under any stress."
She nodded.
He laid down next to her, "you'll get well soon, everyone wants to meet you..." Harry put her hair behind her ear, "you know what they're calling you?"
"No," Azadeh sniffed.
"The woman who found their hope."
"That's a little...long and...kind of..."
"Stupid," Harry grinned.
She laughed...it was so good to see her laugh again, "you could say that."
"Try being 'the-boy-who-lived' for seventeen years."
Azadeh shuttered. Harry held her closer and nuzzled her and kissed her...how he missed her touch and feel, he wanted nothing more right now then to make love, but he knew she wouldn't be up to it...yet it certainly felt like it when she kissed him. "Harry...," she whimpered.
"Azadeh...please don't tempt me. The way I want to make love to you now...it could hurt you, your body isn't ready."
"I know."
Harry rolled on top of her though and continued to kiss her and pet her...he'd have to satisfy himself manually today.It took Azadeh another week to recover and she was finally able to meet the public, she hated this...it was rediculous. When she stepped out with Harry...everyone cheered, causing her to jump and hide behind him...there were giggles and chuckles. Harry looked behind him as smiled as she poked her head back out, Draco grinned and shook his head along with Hermione.
The ceremony was long and slightly annoying, Azadeh caugh herself nodding off slightly...she was still a bit weak, but Hermione kept poking her side with her elbow. Harry was trying very hard not to laugh because Azadeh was reacting the same way he was. Finally they were issued their plaques and reward money that was gathered together from Voldemort's assets, along with the rest of the Death Eaters. Harry's past was excused because he was under a spell of Voldemort's and him being young...couldn't have possibly resisted it. At least, that's what people were willing to believe and wanted to believe, so he let them. They didn't want to admit that he could have failed and that they were losing in the first place.
But Harry didn't care now, it was over with and he wanted nothing more than to rebuild his life with Azadeh and be a regular person. Though he knew he would never be, niether would Azadeh. How he loved her and how he couldn't wait until tonight...they would be leaving on another honeymoon. They would be gone for a while and then come back to help rebuild.Everyone let them go. Draco and Hermione were making their own wedding plans, but nothing would take place until after they came back. Azadeh was so happy for them...but always knew that Draco and her would have a bond. Harry was to never know what happened between them, it was special, but it was what it was.
Harry looked out the window of the hotel, the same hotel that he stayed at in Paris while he spied on her and Lucius. The first place they had made love and he was waiting for her to come out of the bathroom and when she did, he nearly dropped the cup of tea he was holding. She was wearing a cream colored, nearly see through teddy and stockings that had bows at the top. His face turned dark with lust.
Azadeh thought he didn't like it, "you don't like it...? I can change, Hermione gave me all these..." She froze when Harry lept over the bed and took her into his arms, practically dragging her over to it while he kissed her hard on the mouth and neck. "Harry," she whimpered.
He bit down on her neck as he took her on top of the covers, tearing off what she had on. He was by no means gentle, but he had gone without her for far too long. Their love making was passionate and heated, rough but just enough where he didn't hurt her. Afterwards he held her, "I want you to know...that things are still the same, the rules are still the same with me."
Azadeh looked at him curiously for a moment.
"Meaning, even though I'm no longer a Death Eater...I...can't control my...how I feel about you. Voldemort did something to me that will never go away and sometimes when I notice other men looking at you...I want to...hurt them badly...I'm sorry for that. I still don't want you to have a male Healer...I just..."
She kissed him, "I know...I love you, Harry."
He put his forehead to her's, "you are my other half...you make me feel whole."
A year later, things still needed to be rebuilt and Harry did his best to help. He turned down the Minister position though, it wasn't for him and he was far too young for such an important job in his opinion. But, he gladly took an Auror position and agreed to teach some of the Shaman techniques to help subdue any future Voldemort's. The women who were auctioned were freed, unless they were truly in love with their 'purchasers', the bracelets were banned, and auctioning was considered illegal.
Azadeh took a job as a Healer, but they both agreed to be home around the same time every day. Harry demanded this of her new job, otherwise she wouldn't be working at all...they worked around it. People knew not to provoke him, after what Voldemort did to him...but the Ministry looked at it as an asset in a way. Harry got her pregnant again and she had a son named, "James Wolfgang Potter," along with his second son, "Sirius James Potter," after his father and Godfather, it was the happiest day of his life, and it was even happier when he saw them off to Hogwarts, which was re-established shortly after Voldemort's death.
Hermione and Draco married, and they had daughters named, "Lily Anne Malfoy" and "Magda Lee Malfoy," after the Healer who sacraficed her life to save Azadeh and Harry's mother. Draco took a job as an Auror also, and Hermione decided the same path as Azadeh...a healer. After all that happened, they wanted to stay as close to each other as possible it seemed. Never wanting to let go of that bond that had been created. The bond was further tightened when each other's children intermarried, through no cohersion of the parent's, it just happened...and forever, the once enemies...were now bonded by blood and marriage as Harry's mentor, Dumbledore, had always hoped. Enemies becoming friends...and now family.
Finis