"Hermioneee."

Hermione grumbled and shifted slightly in her sleep. She was resting quite peacefully and didn't want to wake up yet. Just five more minu—

Hermione shouted when a pillow hit her head.

"Wake up. How can you sleep the entire day away like that?" Ginny asked.

Hermione's eyes snapped open. What the hell was Ginny talking about, sleeping the day away?

"What?" Hermione asked glancing up at Ginny who had her hands on her hips and was looking down at her with a disapproving glare.

Ginny rolled her eyes and pointed out the window nearest them.

"It is almost seven o'clock in the evening Mione. You slept practically the entire day and mum told me to come wake you so you can get some dinner since you missed brunch. Now, up you come," Ginny said reaching her hand out to help Hermione out of bed.

Hermione looked at her redheaded friend dumbfounded as many thoughts crossed her mind.

However, she didn't have time to dwell on them as Ginny cleared her throat impatiently.

Hermione sighed and grasped Ginny's hand firmly allowing the girl to assist her out of the bed.

"Mum says that dinner will be in fifteen minutes but I suppose you only have eight minutes now," Ginny said glancing at the watch on her wrist.

Hermione nodded in understanding.

"Okay, I'll be down soon. I'm just going to freshen up," Hermione told Ginny while attempting to make up her bed.

"Alright," Ginny responded before heading out of the room leaving Hermione to finish her task.

As soon as Hermione finished making up her bed, she grabbed her towel and everything else she would need for her trip to the bathroom.

Upon closing the bathroom door, she placed her things on the rack that was next to the shower.

After taking a quick shower and brushing her teeth, Hermione changed into a pair of black maternity jeans and a comfy red crocheted sweater. She realized her hair was still wet and went to put away her toiletries and the dirty clothes into her hamper. She would have to borrow someone else's wand to charm her hair dry. At least that is what she was thinking until she glanced happened to spot her own wand on her side table.

Her heart almost stopped when she spotted her favorite piece of wood. Without hesitation, she quickly moved to grab it. She had felt a warm rush all over her body, her baby boy must have felt it too because he suddenly woke up from his nap and was slowly beginning to move around, as her fingertips touched the piece of wood.

She was relishing in the feeling of having her piece of magic again when a thought striked her and realization had dawned on her.

That early morning wasn't a dream as she'd hoped.

Scabior really was here that morning.

But for long she had wondered. It was a little fuzzy but she could remember most of their conversation.

She bristled at the thought of him trying to take advantage of her yet again. Then she remembered that he actually hadn't done that. In fact, he wasn't being his usual arrogant, rude, bipolar, and abusive self. Something had happened since they'd last seen each other.

After she had tried to get out of his iron grasp, which was a major failure on Hermione's part because she grew tired. She has laid there next to him as he caressed her belly, feeling his hardon through his pants on her bum, hoping that he wouldn't do anything to her like he said he wouldn't.

That's when she knew something was wrong with him and she took that time to ask him questions in hopes it would keep his mind away from any thought of sex.

She knew Aurors were after him, so she wanted to know why he would break into the burrow and risk capture.

When she had asked him, his response almost threw her off.

He'd told her that he needed, actually needed, to see her.

Hermione cursed her inquisitive mind because when she asked why, she had opened the door to a full-blown conversation between her and the, whom she thought, bipolar man.

After she asked him why? Hermione could remember feeling a swirl of emotions as he explained to her the troubles he had to go through to keep himself from getting caught.

Through their bond, which Hermione cursed herself for opening, Scabior had shown her his past. He had put down his walls and showed her something she knew he had never shown anyone before.

From that notion alone, Hermione knew that he had placed his trust into her. Something else she realized he had only done one other time in his life.

Scabiors' mother was the only other person, beside Hermione, that he trusted with his life.

This fact made her feel slightly bad, but she told herself that she shouldn't feel bad for a rapist.

A knock on the door took Hermione out of her thoughts and back into reality.

"Just a minute," She shouted before quickly placing her wand on the side of her waistband and stepping into a pair of black boots.

Hermione opened the door and smiled brightly when she saw that it was Harry on the other side.

"Need some help?" Harry pointed to the brown mop that was Hermione's hair.

Hermione's quirked an eyebrow and reached up to touch her wet hair.

She smiled sheepishly at him and nodded.

"Er- yes, please."

Hermione could have done the charm to dry her hair herself but she didn't want anyone to know she had her wand. They all believed that the snatcher still had it and she knew she should've told harry about the snatcher breaking in but for some reason she didn't.

Not yet anyway.

Harry quickly muttered the charm that dried her hair. He then poked her baby bump causing the baby to move slightly, pulling Hermione out of her thoughts.

"Such a freeloader," he said aloud jokingly with a goofy grin.

Hermione laughed at him quickly putting her hair up into a messy bun with a few ringlets left out.

"Who are you talking to Harry? Me or the baby?" She asked him with a jovial smile placing a hand on her belly.

He laughed and glancing down at her. "The baby of course."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him shoved his left shoulder playfully.

"Let's go down and eat. I'm starved," she said moving around him to go down the stairs.

Hermione was glad she decided to look decent for dinner because it wasn't just a normal Weasley dinner but a surprise birthday party for her.

When Hermione stepped foot into the Burrow kitchen for dinner she nearly jumped in fright when 'Surprise' was being shouted at her from all directions.

When she looked around at the faces she was a little shocked to see the rest of the Weasley clan there along with a few of her ex schoolmates.

Hermione blushed slightly and turned to glare at her best friend, Harry Potter.

"You knew, didn't you?" she asked him even though she knew the answer.

He smiled sheepishly and scratched his neck.

"Yes" Harry admitted.

Hermione couldn't help the smile that broke out on her face when she hugged harry.

"Thank you."

"Ahem!" Hermione heard Ginny clear her throat from behind her.

She rolled her eye before letting go of Harry and turning to face the red headed girl.

"Thank you too Ginny. Thank you everyone, really," She said glancing over the crowd of the people she considered family.

That's when tears came to her eyes and she rushed over without a thought to the two people she had missed dearly.

"Mum! Dad!" She pulled them both into a hug.

It was a beautiful reunion between the three of them.

It was only after some time when Hermione and her parents decided to remove themselves from the group hug but only because Ron made a comment that got him a slap on the side of the head.

That's when everyone was led outside to the grassy area where the Weasleys always set up their tent for special events.

Hermione was having a great time. She ate, danced, opened presents.

She talked to her parents trying to explain to them her situation, but soon realized she didn't have to. They understood, accepted, and vowed to support her no matter what. She cried a bit but then she was pulled back to the dance floor by Neville and her friends before she could get too emotional.

She laughed way too hard at every Weasley child's face when Mr. Weasley attempted to do the jitterbug with Mrs. Weasley.

Hermione hadn't smiled as much as she did that entire night.

That's when it started happening. Hermione had stopped dancing and stood the frozen as her vision changed.

She was suddenly in a very dark and very cold place with high ceilings and what was once a grand staircase. She looked up at the top of the staircase on the wall hung a portrait of a dark-haired couple. Hermione glanced at the stunning woman in the portrait, she had striking blue eyes whose gaze could either flash dangerously or soften to make you stare at them in awe.

She only knew one person with those exact eyes. It made Hermione wonder…

Hermione however ignored that thought as she moved her gaze over to the man in the portrait.

Hermione's eyes widened slightly. He looked like Barty Crouch Sr. but slightly different. If Hermione didn't know better she would have guessed that was his father and if the man in the portrait was the father of Barty Crouch Sr.

Hermione gasped as she made the connection.

This was Crouch Manor. This is where Scabior is hiding. The only reason he would be hiding here is if he—

"It's time for you to get out of my head love," She heard Scabior say.

Suddenly her vision was her own and she realized she was being asked many questions simultaneously.

"Wha—"

She started to say when she began to feel light headed.

She swayed a bit and someone grabbed her arms to keep her steady.

"Oi! Hermione! Are you alright?"

It was Neville.

"Ye-," She started to respond.

Hermione's world suddenly turned black as she fainted.

Thus, the commotion began.

Hey Guys, I know everyone is probably shocked. OMG! She updated three times in one weekend! Tf is going?! Lol. Well, like I said I just couldn't get this idea out of my head. I had to write it down. I have maybe one more chapter that I have in my head however that one may be stalled because I have a test today and homework and another test tomorrow. Also a narrative speech due on Wednesday. Forgive me if I don't update for a few days.

Anyway, I hope you guys liked this chapter. Maybe some of you guys already have an idea of what is going to happen in the next chapter...then again maybe not because this story is bipolar( like Scabior's sweet one minute but aggressive/angry the next)... But anyway. Read and Review. Favorite or follow. Let me know how you guys are liking it. Also thanks to the people who have reviewed It really motivates me to write more.

Also I am going to try to come back and edit everything. I don't know how soon that will be but I will try to do it when I get a chance.

-Dani