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Life is so Unpredictable

By: Caylyn O'Sullivan

Chapter 19: Mommy I'm a Wizard

"Hermione!" Ron yelled and ran up to her and pulled her into a bear hug.

When he pulled away she put her hands on stomach and said "These babies are going to come out squished!"

Ron laughed and picked up his daughter.

It was two hours later when all the Weasley's had arrived. Throughout dinner Hermione got a chance to tell her story of how and why she went to Canada, because all the kids, her son included were in the other room eating.

Hermione passed the threat around the table and everyone gasped, at one point Draco just got up and left.

Hermione felt pained at this sight and excused herself following him.

"Draco." She said sitting beside him on the couch in the study room/ nursery.

"Why didn't you come straight to me?"

"Because I was afraid that your father might find out."

"I would have protected you."

"Draco I…" ring…ring.

Hermione sighed and answered her cell phone. "Hello?"

"Why the hell didn't you tell me you were a witch?"

"Henry, what are you talking about?"

"I just went to your brothers house so I could pick you up, you know take you back to the hotel and his wife answered the door saying that you weren't there. So she invites me in for some tea and to meet your nephew, and he asks 'So you're Hermione's husband, you of the magic community too?' Hermione why didn't you tell me you were a witch"

"Henry, are…are you a wizard?"

"Yes Hermione, I'm a wizard!"

"Oh my god this is grea-" suddenly there was a loud scream from downstairs and somebody called her name. "But listen honey, I'll get a ride back to the Hotel from Charles, don't worry. But I got to go, bye love you…" Hermione hung up the phone and got up and ran down the stairs Draco following close behind her.

"What is it?" She said in a panic.

"Mommy! I'm a wizard!" Draco waving around a letter around.

"Oh honey! That's great; did you know mommy is a witch?"

Draco stopped and gawked at his mother. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Oh honey it was bad times and mommy didn't want you getting hurt."

"Did you go to Hogwarts?"

"Yup. Seven years."

"This is so awesome! Mum we can practice spells 'n' stuff together!" He yelled out.

"Hermione I need to talk to you." Draco Malfoy said grabbing her arm.

Hermione nodded and followed Draco out of kitchen. "What is it?"

"Hermione are you married to Henry Woodstock?"

"How…never mind, yeah I am why?"

"Because 'Mione, the truth is that…I um…I kind of knew about the letter. I was punished for being with you at the burrow and my dad stole it from my mind…that's how he knew. The thing is that when he found out that you ran away he sent Woodstock after you, he sent him to find you and…kill you. But you ended up marrying him. I mean I know why and all. He was trying to hide from my father because he would get in shit for falling for you."

Hermione fell to the floor in a big heap. "But…but he doesn't have the dark mark."

"He's not a death eater. He was in training, I mean he went to Hogwarts for four years, he was in Slytherin, you must have been in your first year when he started his first year, he was old enough to be a fourth year…so he was."

"Oh dear lord…so he knew I was a witch the whole time?"

"The whole time…"

"Has he…ever killed any one?" She asked now trembling.

"He was in the battle of Hogwarts."

"No!" She screamed tears pouring down her cheeks. "No," She whispered as Draco wrapped his long arms around her.

"Sh, it'll be alright. Don't worry, I'm here for you. I will always be here for you. Hermione I love you."

Hermione didn't know why, but she knew it was true so she whispered back to him. "I love you too."

"Hermione, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to aparate back to our hotel room, get all our stuff and go…go…I have no clue where I'll go." She wailed.

"Hermione, I once told you that you are always welcome under my roof, and that is still a deal." Mrs. Weasley said from the door way.

"Oh Mrs. Weasley really?"

"Yes, dear oh of course."

Hermione nodded then grabbed Draco's hand and for the first time in ten years used magic. She aparated back to the hotel room where she found her husband sitting on the bed writing on some paper.

At the sound of the two aparated Henry looked over his paper at his wife who had puffy eyes and tear streaks down her face and a mad looking man, who Henry could too easily identify as a Malfoy.

"Hermione, what are you doing here, who's this?"

"This Henry is the father of my child and the love of my life."

"What?"

"Henry he told me about your work with Lucius Malfoy, and I must say you did an pretty good job hiding it, but I can't love someone who originally set out to kill me." She was picking up her suit case off the ground as she spoke. "Oh and Henry, my son was just accepted to Hogwarts." With that she took Draco's hand and aparated to her home in Canada.

"Where are we?" Draco said looking around.

"This is where I live, in Canada. I'm just going to throw all his stuff outside and change the locks, put charms on the house so he can't break in and put a for sale sign up in the window. I'm moving back to England." Hermione quickly did as she said she would and then aparated back to the Burrow.

"Mum, where'd you go?"

"Mommy just went home for a minute."

"Why?"

"There was something I had to do."

"Why do you have my suitcase?"

"Because me and you are going to stay here for awhile, okay?"

"Why?"

"Draco honey I need to tell you something…"

"What?"

"Well first of all you're named after your father."

Draco looked at the taller man beside his mother. "Him?"

"Yes, baby. Draco Malfoy is your father."

"Why didn't ou tell me that before?" He bellowed.

"Draco told you raise your voice at me. Now come on up stairs I want to explain somethigns to you."

"Hermione take the room you usually take when you're here." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Okay, that you again Mrs. Weasley."

Hermione led the way up the stairs and to the first room on the third floor.

She and the two Draco sat on the couch and Hermione began her story.

She told him everything and even showed him the threat.

After the story the little Draco and Hermione were in tears, Hermione embracing the big Draco and her son embracing her.

They spent the night in that room in the exact same sitting positions all night, Draco jr. hoping with all his might that this was all just a dream.

A/N: I hope you liked the chapter, I think I'm only going to make a couple more, then I'm starting on the sequel to Hermione's secret which is the best story I've written… in my point of view…some people probably like this one better but…and who please Read and Review!