"Scorpius Malfoy," said Charmer, his sickly sweet tone more menacing than ever. "We finally meet face to face..."
"Leave him alone!" cried Rose trying to free herself.
"Let him go, you slimy sod!" shouted Hugo also wriggling himself out of the chains.
"Gampy, if you please," yawned Charmer unaffected by the Weasleys' pleas. Gamp gleefully flicked his wand towards the Grangers-Weasleys and gagged them both.
"Much better," said Charmer. "Now, as I was saying...Troy, get up! You're being ridiculous!"
"Sorry, Father," mumbled Troy, who was struggling to stand up.
"Forgive my son's incompetence," said Charmer addressing Scorpius. "But now, Mister Malfoy, you have my upmost attention. You know I've skinned plenty of snakes already, but I would love to add the skins of the Malfoys to my collection."
"Why?" asked Scorpius gasping for air.
"You don't know?" asked Charmer. "Well, many years before the Dark Lord appeared, the Malfoys and Charmers entered a business deal that allowed Malfoy Industries to thrive, but Charmer Corporation to suffer. I see your father still has that same avarice..."
"Why...me...then?" wheezed Scorpius feeling his eyes watering from the lack of oxygen.
"Well, Mister Malfoy," said Charmer tightened his grip on Scorpius "I can't change the past, but I can control the future. And I intend to rid the world of all the future snakes, including you. Today, your family line ends with your DEATH!"
"NO!" cried Rose vainly knowing her muffled pleas went unheard.
All of the sudden, a blue light struck Charmer in the back and he fell face first on the cobblestone ground. Without Charmer's control, Scorpius dropped to the ground as his throat was no longer restricted. Just as Scorpius looked up, he immediately ducked as another blue light soared overhead and threw Bohrs towards the wall.
"What in Merlin's beard - " said Gamp before the same blue light tossed him over next to Bohrs.
As Scorpius picked himself up from the ground, he felt someone help him up to his feet. The sudden burst of movement almost made Scorpius toppled over due to his dizziness from a lack of oxygen. Luckily, someone caught Scorpius before him could hit the ground again.
"Hang in there, son," said Draco.
"Father..." said Scorpius, his voice still hoarse.
"Draco! Watch out!" cried Ron while freeing Rose and Hugo from their bindings. Immediately, Draco grabbed Scorpius and shield him with his back from a burst of gold light that hit his back. Scorpius peered over and saw Charmer pointing his wand at his father. The menacing and deranged look on Charmer's face terrified Scorpius.
"Go to Hagrid's!" said Ron running into fray before Rose or Hugo could ask him about Hermione.
"Mr. Weasley - " said Scorpius still in a daze.
"Get out of here!" said Ron as he pushed Scorpius towards his children. Rose and Hugo grabbed Scorpius's sleeve to pull him towards the evacuation route, however Troy and his group cornered the three of them with a barrage of spells. Despite their attempts to defend themselves, a spell hit Hugo's leg and caused him to buckle over with pain.
"Aw, does Weasley need his mummy to kiss his boo-boo?" jeered Stanley as Hugo stood back up.
"Maybe Daddy will make it better!" joined Troy which resulted in raucous laughter from the others.
"At least my dad loves me!" sneered Hugo. This comment made Troy's smug smile dissolve into a frown. All of the sudden, Troy began to hurl spells at Rose, Hugo, and Scorpius at an alarming rate that made Kyra, Bruno, and Stanley back off in awe and fear.
"Levicorpus!" cried Rose, turning Troy upside down and again lose his wand.
"I hope Mum's okay," said Hugo as Troy's minions began to attack again.
"Me too!" replied Rose blocking one of Kyra's hair removal spells.
Hermione was sitting on Hagrid's bed trying to manage her labour pains. Hagrid's hut equipment needed for labour and had delivered centaur babies in the past. While Hagrid checked Hermione and the baby's vitals, Al rummaged through the potion cabinet to find something to alleviate the pain.
"Ye sure you're comfortable with this, Hermione?" asked Hagrid before touching her stomach to feel around for the baby.
"For the last time, yes!" groaned Hermione. "Hagrid, we don't have very many options at this point."
"Here Aunt Hermione, this should help with the pain," said Albus, handing her a towel soaked in Burning Bitterroot Balm.
"Thank you, Albus," said Hermione as he placed it on her forehead. Much to Al's relief, Hermione's face instantly relaxed as the balm relieved her pain.
"The baby's heart sounds good, 'Mione," said Hagrid using a stethoscope. Before Hermione could answer that, another contraction hit her and her face went from wincing with pain to tense with apprehension.
"What is it?" asked Al.
"The baby's coming," said Hermione. Without hesitation, Hagrid grabbed towels from the warming rack and rubbing alcohol while Albus stood around confusion.
"Hagrid, do you know what you're doing?" asked Albus.
"More er less," replied Hagrid kneeling on the ground at the foot of the bed. "It'll be like delivering a centaur, or a Kelpie,"
"Not helpful," groaned Albus. "And please don't call the baby a Kelpie!"
"Alright, stand here" said Hagrid directing Albus next to him. "You're gonna have to help me catch the baby."
"Catch the baby?" exclaimed Albus. "Like a quaffle?"
"There's very slippery," explained Hagrid. "You see, Albus."
"HAGRID, I NEED TO PUSH!" yelled Hermione feeling herself entering the ring of fire.
"Right- ya ready, Al?" asked Hagrid. Al looked in awe at both the determination and pain on Hermione's face. If she could go through childbirth in the middle of battle, then he could be just as brave and stand by her side, or least at the edge of the bed to catch the baby.
"Let's do it!" said Al.