A/N: This is the longest chapter of the story...when I first wrote it, it was written out in five portions that took a week long to update. As for Harry's and Hermione's relationship, they are not dating!! They are more like brother and sister then boyfriend and girlfriend...


"Hehe, wow he is a kicker," Ron exclaimed as he removed his hand from the 3 month pregnant Hermione's belly.

Ron and Hermione were sitting under a willow tree by the lake. It was a chilly but nice, sunny, December day, and the two were out celebrating their 8th month courting anniversary.

"How do you know that it is a boy? Could be a girl," Hermione said as she popped a grape into her mouth.

"Girls are wimpy...nah it is defiantly a boy in there…HEY!!"

Hermione started to tickle Ron... "Say Uncle."

"UNCLE!!" Ron gasped out.

Hermione stopped tickling him and sighed.

"In one more month Ron we will be officially boyfriend and girlfriend," Hermione exclaimed as she laid down in Ron's lap and started feeding him grapes.

"Yeah, I am so proud of us. 9 months of courting without any intimacy contact was tough...but I'll be glad when I finally can just kiss you and hold you close. I have been kind of jealous of Harry and you...He is allowed to receive your kisses," he let out a sigh that came out more like a huff.

Hermione let out another sigh, "Yeah, I could tell...but you kow that I only have feelings of love for you. Don't get me wrong though, I love Harry as well, but only as a friend...you mean so much more to me."

She tickled Ron's nose and Ron ran his fingers through her hair.

"You make me so happy Hermione," he said and then he closed his eyes.

30 minutes passed and Hermione looked up to find Harry running towards them.

"Ron...Ron, wake up!! Harry's coming."

Ron woke up and sat up just as Harry slowed to a stop and dropped down beside them.

"Hey guys...enjoying your anniversary?" He asked as he grabbed a sandwich from the picnic basket and began to eat it.

"Yeah it is great. Thanks for letting me skip Quidditch practice Harry," Ron replied.

"Eh...no problem. We did just fine without yah. Plus you two needed some time to yourselves and what better way then a picnic under the willow tree the day before Christmas," Harry replied smiling at the both of them.

They sat and ate and talked until dusk, and then they returned to the common room to pack for the Holidays. Dumbledore had arranged for Hermione to go and stay at #12 with Harry while Ron went to Romania to spend time with his older brother Charlie. The next morning the students lined up for carriages to leave the grounds. Ron, Harry and Hermione got a carriage that was heading to Hogsmead where they would be apparating (Harry with special permission from Dumbledore as to he was only 16 years old) to their destination.

"Promise me Harry that you will protect Hermione with all your might."

"I promise..."

"Promise me that if anything happens that you will immediately send word to me."

"RON!! I promised you a million times that I would...calm down."

The carriage had reached their destination in Hogmead and the trio climbed out. Ron grabbed Hermione's forearm and turned her to face him.

"Hermione, promise me that you will listen to whatever Harry tells you and that you will stay away from trouble..."

Hermione held her hand to his lips to hush him a smile on her face.

"I'll be fine...I'll see you in a week." She said trying to reassure him.

Her and Harry waited until Ron had apparated away then they too apparated to #12 Grimmuld Place, together.

"Well here we are…my humble abode," Harry exclaimed as he unlocked the front door and helped Hermione bring in the luggage (which was sent ahead of them and was waiting on the front porch).

"Dobby…Kreacher…" He called out as he sat the luggage down in the entry hall.

With two loud cracks the house elves appeared, each of them bowed low, Kreacher with a lot of mumbling and insults accompanying his bow.

"You two have done well decorating and cleaning the house. You are to go back to the school and assist Professor Dumbledore for the Holidays…Here I got you both Christmas presents…" He handed them each a wrapped up box, one with a pair of socks for Dobby and one with some rags and an old hat for Kreacher, "Have a merry Christmas. Say hi to Winky for me Dobby and give her this…" He handed Dobby a second box, "dismissed!"

The house elves disappeared with another loud crack. Harry turned to Hermione who was standing by the luggage and smiled.

"I guess that these (pointing to the luggage) can go now…"

He waved his wand and the trunks disappeared.

"Care for a drink, or perhaps something to eat?" Harry asked her as they walked into the Lounge.

"No thank you, I am not hungry…just a little tired," she replied with a yawn as she sat in the nearest arm chair.

"You should rest then…I am going to go and start dinner, I'll wake you when it is done."

And with that he conjured a pillow and a blanket for her and went to the kitchen. Hermione took the pillow and placed it behind her head and wrapped the blanket tightly around her. Her eyes had just closed when she heard a loud noise. She jumped out of the chair, throwing the blanket off of her, wand at the ready.

"Harry!! Harry was that you?"

No answer came so she decided to go look around. She walked down the hall towards the kitchen. She listened for any signs of movement. She reached the kitchen door and gently pushed it open. The room behind this door looked totally different from the way she remembered.

"Did Harry remodel?" She thought to herself.

"Harry…" She called out again but still no answer.

She walked through the kitchen to the storage door.

"Harry are you down there?" she called down into the dark storage room.

No reply. She was about to close the door when she heard someone call her name from behind her. She smiled…

"Oh Harry, you gave me a…"

She stopped in mid sentence for when she turned around she saw that it was not Harry who had called her but someone else…someone that she did not want to see at all…the very face that landed her where she is now.

She gasped, "Voldemort! It can't be…"

Voldemort grinned his evil, wicked grin, "oh but it is me…believe it, it is."

Hermione heard someone scream and then felt a sharp pain in her head. She fell to the floor, head throbbing in pain, body trembling…

"Hermione!! Hermione, wake up!! HERMIONE!!"

Hermione felt someone shaking her and calling out her name. Her eyes flew open to see Harry squatting down beside her, a look of both fear and concern on his face.

"Harry?" She sat up and rubbed her head, which continued to throb.

She was no longer in the chair, but flat on her back on the floor. The blanket and pillow skewed all over the place.

"What happened?" She asked as he helped her to her feet and back into the armchair.

"I heard you scream and came out to check on you…you were irate, flinging around in your seat so bad that I couldn't get you to sit still…You yelled out Voldemort's name and flew out of the chair, tripped over the blanket, and fell and hit your head on the coffee table," he explained to her.

"Now hold still and let me check you over for any serious injuries…" He started to gently move the hair away from the area which hit the coffee table to see if there was any blood or anything.

"It was all just a dream?" Hermione said running her hands through her hair which Harry batted them away so that he could finish examining her.

"Oh Harry!" She fell into his chest and began to cry.

Harry not knowing what to do just patted her shoulders gently.

"Oh Harry…it seemed so real. I thought he was really here, talking to me," she sobbed into his shoulders.

"Hermione, it was just a horrible dream…you need to calm down, it is not good for neither you nor the baby to be stressed out."

Harry's comforting helped a little as to Hermione's crying stopped. Her finished examining her over.

"Everything seems to be fine…baby's ok…just a bump on your head which is a good sign to say that there is no serious head injuries…" Harry informed her.

"I wish I knew why he did this to me…It just doesn't make fucking sense!" Hermione ranted, "I mean me! Why me! I would have rather had sex with Draco Malfoy then to sleep with him!! He is inhuman, he is uncaring, he is…"

"The most powerful and most feared wizard in the world next to Professor Dumbledore," Harry said cutting her off.
"Yeah but still, Harry, he had to of had a reason for raping me…he always has a reason for doing things…I wonder…" she broke off into deep thought.

Harry stood to leave but before he had reached the door Hermione yelped, "I've got it!!"

Hermione went over to the fire place and took a pinch of floo powder and threw it in. She knelt on the floor and stuck her head into the emerald flames and said, "HEADMASTER'S OFFICE!!"

A few moments later her head stopped spinning and she was looking through the headmaster's fire place out into his office.

"Professor Dumbledore…PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE!!" She yelled.

A door opened and Professor Dumbledore appeared. He looks to the fire place to see who was calling out to him and seeing that it was Hermione he strutted over and took a seat in one of the fireside arm chairs.

"Ms. Granger, what a pleasant and unexpected surprise. To what matters do you grace me with your presence?" he said, a mused smile on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she started in a harassed tone.

"Tell you what?" Dumbledore replied as if he didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Why didn't you tell me that Voldemort can keep watch over me through this child!? The protection he placed on my baby also lets him inhabit my dreams…why didn't you tell me this!?" She replied.

Dumbledore took a moment to ponder what she had just said before he replied with an easy smile on his face.

"Ms. Granger you are indeed the brightest witch of this time. I simply did not want to burden you with this simple catch," he replied was a caring look on his face.

"Did not want to burden me!! Professor you wouldn't be burdening me any worse then I am now, you would be warning me…preparing me… what else do you know?" she spat out.

"A lot Ms. Granger, but I wish to discuss the matter with you, Ron and Harry if you don't mind," he said standing to his feet.

"FINE!" and with that she pulled her head out of the fire place.

A few seconds later Dumbledore was spinning to a stop in the fire place.

"Mr. Weasley should be joining us in a second," he said as he brushed ash and soot off of his robes and took a seat in an arm chair.

Just as predicted Ron had apparated into the Lounge are. He crossed over to Hermione, looked her over, and hugged her.

"What is going on here?" he asked her in a semi whisper tone.

"Mr. Weasley that question along with any other question you may have will be answered in due course…please have a seat," he said pointing to the couch.

Harry, Hermione and Ron took a seat on the couch, each one looking nervously to the other…Hermione glared at Dumbledore as though she was trying to read his expressionless face for answers, yet finding none.

"You are right Ms. Granger in many things. Yes, Voldemort can see you, hear your thoughts and the baby's thoughts through the protection curse Fidelio Protegus."

Ron let out a long sigh… He then stood up with a jolt.

"OH S!! That means that he knows where she is, what she is doing, 24 hours a day, everyday!! How are we supposed to protect her if he knows where to find her?" He jabbered on and on running his hands through his red hair.

Dumbledore put up one of his hands to stop Ron.

"Mr. Weasley, I am way ahead of you…"

Ron looked at Dumbledore with a dumbstruck face.

"You know how to protect her?"

Dumbledore answered with a nod," Yes, yes I do…Love will protect her."

Harry gave a sarcastic laugh.

"Not that bullshit again…how can love protect her? What is she going to do, walk up to Voldemort, throw her arms around him and say that she loves him so much then he'll drop dead or something!? Loving someone doesn't protect them."

Dumbledore, who seemed unconcerned with Harry's outburst, conjured some tea and began drinking some…

"It has protected you for 15 years Harry," he said calmly.

Dumbledore finished his tea and placed the cup on the floating try. He leaned forward, eyes glaring at the trio.

"It is time to tell you three about the second prophecy. Only then will you surely understand the reasons behind all this. NO interruptions please," he added for Harry was just about to say something.

"Many years ago, 17 to be exact, a prophecy was made about a dark lord marking a child his equal. The prophecy came true when Lord Voldemort marked Harry Potter as his equal and destined Harry to be the Dark Lord's assassin. There is more to that prophecy you see, when the Dark Lord marked his equal he also marked the muggle-born witch that will carry the very weapon that can destroy him once and for all. Fascinating isn't it?" He chuckled as if he just told a wonderful story.

Ron and Harry looked at each other and Hermione look down at her swelling stomach.

"A weapon…my child is a WEAPON! HOW!" Hermione busted out.

Dumbledore sighed, took a sip from his tea and began…

"When Voldemort killed Lily Potter a chain of events occurred, Ms. Granger. Harry was protected by love…his mother's love. Only love can kill evil but only evil can create pure love. Let me make is clearer for you…Legends have it that an evil warlord named Devilin married an innocent, beautiful women named Angelica. Devilin was the most vicious warlord there were, he enjoyed killing innocents, and those who went against him. So when he married Angelica instead of killing her it came as a sort of shock to those who know him. Anyways, one day Devilin killed a slave girl, just because she wouldn't submit to his desires. The slave girl was one whom the gods favored dearly so the gods cursed him and told him that his children will one day kill him…So he went home and killed his wife and two sons that he was ensured that the gods' theory wouldn't come true. Everything was fine and dandy for weeks until one day while he visited Angelica's grave a flash of white light blinded him. He looked at the light and saw a child, no more then a year old, sitting on top of Angelica's tombstone. He asked the child for a name but the child didn't answer him. Suddenly Devilin felt his breath leave him and…he died…just like that. 2000 years later explorers came upon the gravesite that supposedly was the site the legend took place at. There they saw the bones of a man and four graves: Angelica, her tow sons, Mercile and Peacle, and that last one marked LOVE…"

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Stop, rewind, freeze!! So you are saying that Harry, Voldemort, this child and I are reconstructions of this mythological story!?" Hermione replied sounding flabbergasted.

"Yes, Ms. Granger, I believe you are…all of you," he replied nodding, "Ron I believe is Mercile because as many times are he wanted to punish Draco Malfoy he didn't directly place harm on him showing a sense of Mercy. Harry I believe is Peacle because right now he is fighting to restore the Peace in the wizarding world. You, Hermione, are indeed Angelica because you were innocent when Voldemort the reincarnation of Devilin raped you and landed you in this situation pregnant at a young age…pregnant with the child that I believe is connected to the child of the legend Love. The pieces all fit with slight differences. Voldemort didn't kill you…why is that? Because he doesn't know about the 2nd prophecy, not all of it at least. All he knows is that a muggle-born, friend of his enemy, will carry his heir, an heir that will possess much power to destroy," he sat back in the chair, with a satisfied look on his face.

"My child…but wait in order for the child to gain full power the mother was killed…do I have dies professor?" Hermione leaned in and touched Dumbledore's arm.

Dumbledore with a faint sigh, "technically yes, Yes, Ms. Granger you will have to die in order for the weapon to work, BUT," He held up his hand to stop Ron and Harry from protesting, "you will come back. Legend also states that if the baby Love was born before Angelica was killed that the baby would return the borrowed soul and revives her. The soul of a host is all the baby need to function."

A sound came and everyone looked at Harry.

"This is bullshit!! You are loony Professor, LOONY! It was just a myth, nothing else. This baby is no weapon…this is crazy…Professor if you are going to fill Hermione's head with crap then I can't keep you in my house, so please leave," he stood up and gestured to the door.

Hermione stood and grabbed Harry's arm.

"No Harry…Dumbledore won't lie to us…he has never lied to us. I believe him and trust him. I guess I can say that I've kind of known what was going on before he told us. Voldemort's reign ends in 6 months…" She said as she tried to get Harry to sit back down.

"Hermione, Dumbledore has been wrong before. So what if the child is a weapon…I don't want you to die to have the weapon activated then something goes wrong and you don't come back to us," Harry whispered to her.

Dumbledore got up and walked to the fire place. Before he stepped in he turned to the trio, "I don't want Hermione to die either, but I have found no other way. She must die by Voldemort's hands in order for the Love to activate. But look at the bright side if everything goes well Voldemort dies and all four of you can live happily ever after. If Hermione doesn't come back Voldemort still dies and the three of you will live happily ever after in an evil free wizarding world. The worst case scenario is that the mother is killed before the baby is born or both mother and child are killed in the end."

He grabbed some floo powder and threw it into the fireplace. He had one foot in the fire place when Ron yelled out, "OH S!!"

Dumbledore turned around, "Mr. Weasley?"

"S, S, S! Voldemort can read Hermione's thoughts remember!?"

Harry and Hermione exchanged horror looks for they had forgotten about the simple catch.

Ron continued, "He can read her thoughts and we just gave him all the information he needs to save his A…S, S, s…" He stopped and stared at Dumbledore who had begun to chuckle.

"What is so funny?" Ron and Hermione said at the same time.

"Nothing, nothing…just that, didn't I say that I know how to protect her? What I've told you today Voldemort knows nothing about."

"Huh?" a bewildered Ron said.

Dumbledore stepped into the flames and yelled, "HOGWARTS!!"

Before he disappeared out of flames they heard him say, "Just trust me."

Harry and Ron just stared into the fireplace with their mouth wide open. Hermione stared at the empty fireplace then down at her stomach. After a few moments passed she stood and headed towards the kitchen to see what Harry had cooked for dinner.

"Hermione?" Ron said in a what-are-you-doing type voice as he entered into the kitchen behind her.

She ignored him and smelled the food coming from the stove. A few seconds later Harry joined them in the kitchen.

"Ron. Don't you have to go back to Romania? I thought Charlie asked for your help with the English Tinbars this season," she said in a small voice.

"Yes, but Charlie can wait…you are more important to me then English Tinbars…" He replied.

Hermione turned around, tears in her eyes. She threw herself into their arms and the three of them just hugged until she stopped crying. Harry broke away to the stove…"Stew is ready…anyone hungry?"

They ate dinner and Ron returned back to Charlie to help out the Tinbars' mating season collection, but promising to spend Christmas Day with them tomorrow. Hermione and Harry stayed up and talked about the new situation laid upon them.

"Harry I don't want to die but if me dying means Voldemort being destroyed for good it is the price I will take…" Hermione said as they sat by the fire drinking Christmas Eggnog.

"Yeah, but Hermione it is so dangerous I can't loose you…Ron can't loose you…Herm…"

"Harry…there is no other way. Remember what you told me and Ron when we first fought against Voldemort? You said that it was our choice to follow you and that if we wanted to turn back we could… has been 5 years since that time and here we are. I am not going to back down now…if I die and don't come back I would feel much better about it if I knew my death brought the end of the violence and destruction…"

She got up out of the chair she was in and walked over to where Harry was sitting and knelt down in front of him grabbing his hand.

"Harry, trust me on this one…I will come back, I can feel it and if I don't I want you and Ron to destroy Voldemort together and take care of my baby for me…"

Harry gave a deep sigh but he nodded his head in agreement. Hermione gave him a kiss on his forehead and sat next to him on the couch.

"Hermione, you have a lot of faith in this and I hope you are right on this…but if anything happens to you…"

She cut him off, "you will move on and raise my child together with Ron and be happy."

"Right…" He answered back staring down at his hands in his lap.

"I have always dreamed of having children but never under these terms… I dreamed that I was married to a great guy and that we were happy and had three wonderful children…" She sighed.

"Yeah…that can still happen you know Moine? I can see it now, happy and married with your three wonderful children. You would make a wonderful mother," Harry let out a laugh.

Hermione went into a deep thought…

"What are you thinking about now Hermione?" Harry asked her after a few moments.

"I was just thinking…Well the baby in the Legend was female…I wonder if my baby will be female or will it be male?" She answered in a low voice.
"Well if we are following the myth it will be a female but if not then it could be a male…I can help you find out if you want to know for sure. Madame Pomfrey told me the spell to find out the sex of the baby just in case you ever wanted to know. Plus I think you should find out, because how else are you going to name it?"

Hermione laughed at this and nodded her head, "Yeah that would be kind of hard. How about tomorrow when Ron is here we find out the sex of the baby?"

"Sounds wonderful…" Harry replied with a huge grin, "I hope that it is a boy, than, you can name it Harry James Potter Jr. Or Ronald Bilius Weasley Jr."

Hermione let out a huge laugh, "No way am I naming my child after my two best friends…I mean no offense but it is after all my child…besides I have already picked two names that I liked and I will announce it tomorrow during the Christmas Party, but for now I am tired and will retire to bed."

She stood up gave Harry a hug, then waved her wand and a goblet appeared in front of her. This goblet contained the potion Dumbledore made for her to keep certain parts of her mind closed off from Voldemort and to help her sleep better. She downed the goblet's contents and strolled off up the stairs, down the semi-dark hall and into her room. She dressed into her night gown and brushed her hair. She stared at herself in the mirror for a second, just staring.

"So this is where my new life begins," she thought to herself with a sigh.

She stood up, crossed over to her bed, and turning her sheets down got in with a flick of her wand to shut the lights off she fell into a peaceful sleep.

"Hermione…Hermione, honey, wake up Hermione…."

Hermione moaned and turned over in her sleep, "MMM… five more minutes Harry…"

"Well, I don't think that Harry could give you five more minutes but your father sure can…" the voice replied with a chuckle.

Hermione's eyes flew open to find a male version of herself and a female look alike smiling down at her.

"Mom? Dad?" She said as she swung her arms around her parents, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What are you two doing here? When did you get here? How did you get here?" Hermione asked with a sound of disbelief in her voice.

"Well let's see…What are we doing here? Moine it is Christmas and Harry invited us to the party. Umm, when did we get here? This morning about 30 minutes ago and how we got here? Harry opened up a floo network, with Dumbledore's help of course, from our house to here. Quite an interesting way to travel I must say," her mother replied with a huge grin.

Hermione looked from her parents to her bedroom door and saw Harry, arms folded, a big smile on his face, leaning against her door frame.

"Thank you Harry," Hermione mouthed.

"You're welcome," he mouthed back.

"Well, I'll let you guys catch up on things and go finish the Christmas feast…The Weasleys will be here in an hour or so, so yeah," he closed the door and left for the kitchen.

Hermione and her parents talked and hugged and cried for what seemed like hours to Hermione. Hermione told her tale about her and Voldemort…she was surprised with how well informed they were, "Harry must have told them along with Dumbledore," she thought.

After a few moments they could hear voices downstairs. Hermione's parents left her to get ready and went down stairs to see if Harry needed a hand in the kitchen or something. Hermione got up out of bed and got bathed and dressed but before she could open the door and go down stairs Ginny Weasley and Ron appeared.

"Hermione," Ginny said hugging her, "Merry Christmas."

She handed Hermione a big packet with "open now" written on top of it. Hermione sat down on the bed and opened the packet. Inside were a music box and a pair of pink and blue knitted booties.

"Thank you Ginny, they are wonderful," Hermione said with a big grin as she wounded up the box and sat it on her dresser. Ron approached her and sat on the edge of the bed and handed her another packet.

"Just wanted to give you this in private…" He said looking up at Ginny who took the hint and left.

The packet was smaller then Ginny's was. Hermione opened it and inside was a black ring box. She looked at Ron who showed no signs emotions. She opened the box and saw a huge sapphire ring inside hooked to a chain. She gasped as she pulled the ring out of the box. Ron tapped it with his wand and it glowed for a few moments then the glow faded and words appeared.

"I promise with all my heart…" Hermione read out loud. "Oh Ron it is beautiful, but how…?"

Ron placed his hands to her lips, "it was my mother's, and she gave it to me to give to you. And for as long as you wear it you will always have my heart until that grand day when we can make it real."

Hermione kissed him and placed the ring on her finger, and then they both went downstairs for the feast. Harry and Hermione's mother were in the kitchen talking and laughing. Hermione's father was talking to Mr. Weasley about the uses of muggle stoves and stuff. Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Tonks and Lupin were all playing a game of Christmas Holly (a mixture of truth or dare and old maid). Hermione was amazed with all the new decorations around the house. A huge Christmas tree were towering in the lounge covered in ornaments that sparkled and shinned. Mistletoe was hung in every door way. And Holly vines hung on the walls. Christmas music was playing in the den area where Hermione heard a gruff voice trying to sing along with it…She went into the den and found Hagrid and Dumbledore sitting there.

"Lets open presents now shall we?" Harry said as he walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron that said, "Kiss the cook."

Hermione, Ron and Ginny all giggled at the site of him as they walked into the lounge. Harry waved his wand and the tree bottom filled with presents. They tore and they giggled and awed as they opened their gifts. Hermione had gotten many baby things from everyone except for Harry…as a matter of fact she didn't get anything from Harry at all…

"Harry where is my present?" Hermione asked with her hands on her hips.

Harry gave a sheepish look, "not here yet…" He said shaking his head, "you won't get it till we get back at school…besides I am going to tell you the sex of your baby remember?"

Hermione blushed and nodded. When everyone had finished opening their gifts she turned to the group.

"Everyone…I would like to thank you for coming to this joyous event. As we all know the situation with me and Voldemort has landed me in a quite a predicament but I am glad that my friends and family are going to share the burden with me. For my Christmas present I have asked Harry to find out the sex of the baby so that I can announce the name tonight to all of you. Thanks to Madame Pomfrey's training, Harry and Ron can now assist me whenever I need assisting. So Harry if you don't mind?"

Hermione laid on the floor and Harry stood up wand out. He ran his wand over her stomach and it turned pink and blue, pink and blue in fast flashing motions. He ran it over again and it continued to turn pink and blue, pink and blue, but this time the flashing was slower. Her ran it over one more time and the flashing slowed down even more till it came to a stop on the single color…Pink.

"It is a girl!!" Harry announced to the crowd who let out a small cheer.

Hermione, with Harry's help, got to her feet and turned to Harry and Ron.

"Then that makes it official and the name I have chosen for my child is….Lily after Harry's mother."

Harry busted into tears as he hugged Hermione. Everyone around them clapped and voiced their agreement that the name fitted perfectly. After a few moments Harry broke the hold and wiped away the tears from his eyes, "Dinner anyone?" he asked.

Meanwhile….

A man entered into a huge hall and bowed down in front of a towering chair.

"My lord…you summoned for me?" The voice said with a slight shakiness to it.

"Yes Wormtail I have…I have decided to go to Hogwarts to keep an eye on Ms. Granger," the hissing voice of Voldemort replied from the chair.

"But my Lord how are you going to get in to the school?" Wormtail replied with a squeak.

"I will not go as myself Wormtail but as someone else…" Voldemort replied.

"Who might this person be, if you don't mind me asking sire?" Wormtail asked.

"He who I will switch places with shall be here in a moment…ah yes, here he comes now…"

With a small pop, a tall, blonde headed, male, wearing green robes, with pale skin, and pale eyes entered and bowed down at the Dark Lord's feet.

"How may I serve you my lord?" the boy asked.

Two weeks later…

"Hermione, are you ready to go?" Harry called up the stairs.

Hermione came down the stairs, her trunk floating behind her. Christmas Break was over and it was now time to return back to school.

"Ready Harry," she replied to him.

They waved their wands and their trunks disappeared. They then exited number 12 and walked to the corner. After making sure n one was around then apparated back to the point in Hogsmead where Ron and a carriage waited for them. They got into the carriage after a brief hello and the carriage pulled forward towards Hogwarts.

Harry turning to Hermione, "now, your Christmas present is at the castle, but it won't be ready till tonight. So I want you to meet me in the common room at 8pm, ok?"

"Ok Harry…," she replied as the carriage pulled to a stop in front of the castle.

They got out and went to the Great Hall for lunch. Everyone was back as to the Great Hall was full of all colors and voices. Hermione, Ron and Harry found Ginny and took a seat at the long Gryffindor table. They were talking and having a good time when a pale haired, boy, wearing green robes approached their table.

"Good afternoon Hermione…You are looking quite well today. Did you have a wonderful holiday?" the boy asked with a grin on his face.

"What are you playing at Malfoy?" Ron replied glaring at Draco, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"What are you talking about Mr. Weasley? I was just being nice to Ms. Granger…after all it is not everyday that someone so beautiful walks these premises," Draco replied as he took Hermione's hand and kissed it, his eyes sparkling.

Hermione pulled her hand away from him with a look of disgust on her face.

Harry snorted, "Since when have you ever been nice to Hermione, Draco? Was it because your master, Voldemort, wanted you to be? Or did you get hit on the head of something?"

"I'd watch what you say Potter," Draco sneered, "You look well Hermione…I guess I will see you around," and he turned and left.

"Ok he was acting too weird," Hermione finally replied to Harry and Ron who nodded their heads in agreement.

They finished their meal and Harry, Ron and Ginny left for Quidditch practice and Hermione went to the library. She stayed there until a quarter to five when she went to the Great Hall for Dinner. Harry, Ron and Ginny were still at practice when she arrived so she ate her meal alone. She looked up from her plate a couple of times to find Draco staring at her with a grin on his face.

"There is something different about Draco…I wonder what has gotten into him?" She thought to herself.

Harry, Ron and Ginny came dragging themselves into the Great Hall at 6:00pm. Ron sat down next to Hermione who started to run her fingers through his hair. Now that their courting season was over with they can officially declare themselves boyfriend and girlfriend and Hermione would have it no better way now.

"Honestly, there is something different about Draco, don't you guys think so?" Ron said after seeing that Draco was still eyeballing Hermione with that weird grin on his face.

The others shook their heads in agreement. Harry finished his meal and dismissed himself to the common room to get Hermione's present ready. Hermione and Ron left Ginny to her studies and took a walk around the lake.

"Ron, I had all break to talk to Harry about my condition and all and I felt bad that I haven't had much time to talk with you about it… in the event that something happens to me, I want you and Harry to raise my child and move on with your lives…I want you to know that I died saving the world from evil and making it a better place for my child and for you…and since Harry is declared Voldemort's equal I think that it will be fitting that my child takes Harry's last name…," Hermione said.

Ron turned to her a look of confusion and hurt on his face, "Yeah I am sorry I had to help Charlie, but you know that if I had any other way I would have spent my holidays with you and Harry… I pray that nothing happens to you because I don't know what I would do with out you and if something did happen to you then you can bet your bottom's dollar that Harry and I will raise your child as our own…and," he sighed, "I think that it is only fitting that your baby takes Harry's last name since he is Voldemort's equal and I would rather the baby have the last name Potter then Riddle…"

"Thank you Ron, you are so good to me," she kissed him on the lips, "and if I do survive, you, Harry, and I will have a peaceful life raising my child together hehe."

"Hermione, I pray for that vision over the other vision any day hehe… We better get to the common room it is almost 8."

They walked to the castle and made it into the common room when the clock struck 8. Harry was waiting for them along with Ginny, Hermione's parents, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall and Dobby and Kreacher.

"Sorry that it has taken me so long to get it ready for you Hermione, but I wanted it to be perfect for you and your baby…Professor Dumbledore if you would?" Harry said as he gestured to Dumbledore.

"Ms. Granger, you are the first mother that Hogwarts has housed in century. Your child will bring the peace that the wizarding world has wanted since 17 years ago…But every baby needs a place to sleep and therefore on Harry's orders, we have had a nursery built here in the Gryffindor Tower just for you…if you would take this key and open that door," Dumbledore said as he pointed to a brown door that appeared next to the girl's dormitory.

Hermione was speechless as she walked over to the door and placed the golden key into the door lock and turned the knob. As the door opened and the lights magically came on Hermione busted in tears. The room was huge and consisted of everything she would need to raise her child. There was a huge, white, crib with Lily inscribed in golden letters on the head board. A rocking chair sat in the left corner next to a huge book case that consisted of every single children story ever written. There were drawers and closets filled with clothes and diapers and bibs... There were stuffed animals all over the walls and two trunks like toy chests filled with all sorts of toys. Hermione ran her hand over the knitted baby blanket, she saw that each patch told the story of Voldemort and the prophecy and its occurrence up till now. She lifted her hand from the blanket and saw that a new patch was there that showed her with Professor Dumbledore, her parents, Ron, Harry, and Ginny all talking happily. She turned to Harry after grasping everything in the room. He smiled at her as she ran and threw herself into his arms.

"Thank you Harry, this is the best Christmas present ever!! Thank you all for everything…it is perfect," she said through joyful sobs.

"Every baby needs a place to stay while mommy is at school…it was the least I could do," Harry replied as he held her close.

Hermione pulled out of the hug and hugged everyone around. A few moments later there was a little hand pulling at Hermione's robes. Hermione looked down into the eyes of a young looking house elf in a white dress with a pink apron on. The young elf bowed down low.

"Hermione this is Clara. I found her rummaging around #12 and saw that she was a feed house elf needing work so I hired her to be your nanny," Harry responded to Hermione's surprised look.

"A pleasure to meet you mistress…I look forward to serving you and your little one," Clara responded.

"It is nice to meet you Clara…you can turn in for the night," Hermione said with a nod.

Clara disappeared with a small grin on her face. Hermione turned back to the room.

"Look Lily, this is your new room," Hermione said to her belly as she rubbed it.

She felt a little kick in her stomach and let out a slight Oh. Ron and Harry joined her at her side and each one placed a hand on Hermione's stomach.

"I think she likes it…," Hermione chuckled.

The End of Chapter 4