Finally Hermione's asleep she really needs the sleep that she hasn't been getting. I don't know how I'd survive a whole week without sleeping. She's an incredibly tough person though! Is she tough enough to fight in this war though? I don't want her getting hurt in it. If she thinks that she can then she will. Why is she shifting so much?
Harry looked down at her. She was tossing and turning in his lap. He was a little bit worried but maybe it was just a fitful sleep. He had no idea what it felt like to carry a child. Maybe it's normal to be like this. He leaned forward making sure she was alright. She wasn't though she was soaking wet drenched in sweat and little beads were still coming down her forehead. Every now and then she would curl her face up in pain and she eventuall curled herself up into a tight ball and still had that displeased look on her face. That was when the mutterings started.
'Not Harry. Why him?"
What about me?
"Not the baby...don't let him take the baby...it's the only thing I have left..."
Her voice got gradually louder and she was pleading although still in an unconcious state. Harry by that time was completely worried. He had moved her from his lap and took off all the covers over her and propped her up on a pillow. She was extremely pale.
Should I go get Madam Pomfrey? Can I leave the other students by themselves?
Before he could answer any of those questions he heard her scream. He had never heard Hermione scream that loud. Never in his life had he heard something so painful there were a lot of others that came close. Her breathing however became even and she was starting to wake up. He looked out to see if everyone else was alright. They all had their hands over their ears and were looking in their direction.
"Harry! You're alright!" Hermione exclaimed.
"I should be asking you that! How are you feeling?" Harry said giving her a glance.
"Honestly not so good. It was a...really...i don't know how to describe it but it was a nightmare."
"What happened? You were screaming and I got really scared."
"I...I was in labor...in the hospital wing...Pomfrey was you know delivering the baby and you were right there. You were right beside me and you turned into Voldemort...and Madam Pomfrey was Dolohov and it turned out that...that you were really right beside me but you were dead...then Voldemort declared that he was taking the baby and he was going to raise it on the side of evil. He yanked and I mean literally yanked it out of me. I was already in enough pain and he just thought it fine to just pull it out of me and then kill me. I felt violated of my own rights."
Harry was speechless he just hugged Hermione as she cried in his shoulder. It usually takes something big to make Hermione break down like this and this was her doing it right now. He always had dreams of someone trying to kill him of someone killing the people that he loved. It always seemed to haunt him and he had learned to expect it. Truthfully though this wasn't real. At least he hoped not. Harry hadn't had one of those nightmares ever since 6th year. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. Until he found out though he was neutral on the subject.
"Thank god your okay." Hermione said once she had stopped. She felt her stomach also and breathed a sigh of releif.
Baby still there. It was all just a horrible truly horrible dream.
Everyone was worried about Hermione a few of them wondered what happened. A few of them that were close was Pansy.
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"Master. What's the point in all of this? We have been inactive for months."
"Are you doubting my plans McNair?"
"No, but that's just it there is no plan!"
"Who said that. I can't stand your foolishness. I have a plan but you are not worthy to know. Can I trust you with the truth?"
"Of course master anything!"
"I can't tap into Potter's head neither he into mine. I can only try but it's unsuccesful. Things are getting closer to an end. It's not definite but it ends this year. It's dangerous though we don't have a Seer on our side. It makes it impossible to know who has the upperhand or what the upperhand is. Our last chance was the prophecy. Dumbledore sure he's dead and that was a threat a bump in the road. The real threat lies in Potter. The boy has no idea how much power he holds."
"Master what could tip the balance?"
"The balance shifted when we lost the Sorstice stone. Did you know Sorstice was pretty close to Merlin's level. I know that's almost impossible to believe but it's true. Did you manage to find it?"
"Well Master we saw it! We saw it but then a half giant came with his dog and picked it up. He took it with him."
"Did you not fight him for it?"
"No sir. We didn't see the point of fighting a loosing battle. As you know giants and ogres have tough skin they are pretty much immune to standard curses."
"You fool. Do you not realize that I train you myself for a purpose. I put you to work here for a purpose. You care to much. That's all of your problems. You care to much for yourselves, your families, and for the other fellow Death Eaters. You would have fought to your death. That's how important that stone is to me, to all of the evil side. I call an emergency meeting to find other sources of winning. We have to win. Go back to what you were doing. Gather more troops having more on our side is an advantage."
"Of course Master."
"Don't forget." Voldemort mentioned before he left. "Teach Draco a lesson. He seems weak, and you know as I have taught you many times before McNair weakness here in this world doesn't get you very far."
"Master do we still plan to attack tommorrow."
"Yes, 5 in the morning as previously planned.
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The next day Hermione woke up and went to the kitchens. She found Dobby.
"Dobby where's your freezer?"
"Is not no what miss is talking about!" Dobby said confusion shown on his face.
"You know a very cold place you keep things like I don't know frozen things!" Hermione said.
"It's in the back room to your left."
Hermione found what she was looking for and went down to breakfast.
"Hey Mione. You feeling any better?"
"Not really still a bit shaken up over it though. It's not exactly a person's fairy tale dream."
She dug her spoon into the container and took a bite. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably.
"Mudblood get over it. It's not as if you're actually pregnant. Even if Harry was stupid enough to marry you. He's not stupid enough to have a child with you. He should even know that as wizards we're not supposed to breed."
Hermione was silent she didn't say a thing to anyone she just sat there and ate the food that she had brought with her.
"Hermione...Herms...are you okay?" Harry asked placing his hand on her knee trying to get her to respond anything.
"I'm fine...a little upset and sad, yes, but I'm definetly okay. You know I was going to eat all of this custard but I don't know you want some?" Hermione said avoiding the subject.
"Why are you eating that at eight in the morning?"
"So you've never crept downstairs before early in the morning with this wierd hankering for something. You know icecream, frozen custard, uncooked sausage..."
"I'm sorry but I'm not a girl/woman so I have no idea what you're talking about!"
"Potter! Potter! Come with me!" They heard the voice of Headmistress McGonagall.
"What's this about?" Hermione asked looking at Harry.
"I have no idea but..."
"Potters now!"
Hermione grabbed her satchel and followed her to her office.
"Sit down you two."
They sat down in chairs next to each other.
"Have you seen the Prophet this morning?" Headmistress questioned them.
"Truthfully we haven't even been in the Great Hall long enough to eat a full breakfast thank gosh I had portable food this morning." She took a bite inbetween waving her spoon around as she continued. " We haven't even been there long enough for the post to come."
"All I needed was a simple no!"
She shoved a copy of the Daily Prophet over her desk so they could have a view of it. Hermione dropped everything that she had in her hands and grabbed the paper from her desk. She read the caption:
Over 100 Wizards and Witches Killed in Massacre Just Outside of Diagon Alley
"Oh my. How did this happen?" Hermione asked.
"It's all in the article but it tells that it was Voldemort. Similar things have been happening all over but it started in smaller numbers so it didn't really matter as much. Now all these giants, vampires, and werewolves are vanishing from their natural habitats. We are all very afraid. We need everyone on our side and everyone that can fight, fighting."
"So why were we called here?" Harry asked. " You could have announced this to the whole school. It's something that they need to know."
"And they will know but we also need to prepare. This is the largest building known to the wizarding world, well almost I think that the Ministry of Magic is bigger than that but who would want to live in the ministry!"
"Live, you want people to live here." Harry stuttered.
"Yes, you know this is the least amount of students that we've ever had. So naturally we'll put them up here."
"How many people are we talking here?" Hermione asked.
"Well considering that we have less than a three hundred here and well the killing amount lately and the amount likely to be killed in the coming time between then and next week I suggest that would be the rest of the wizarding world."
" You have got to be kidding me this is one big joke." Harry pleaded.
"Why is my life surrounded by people? Why must hordes of people in one space just be naturally attracted to me?"
"What I ask of you all is to coordinate their stay here!" Professor McGonagall.
Hermione looked up at her a final time before muttering to herself about the absurdness of all she had just said.
A/N: Tell me what you think.
