Early that morning, Kreacher had come back to Grimmauld Place with Mundungus Fletcher and Dobby in tow. Mundungus told Harry, Ron, and Hermione everything he knew about the locket. They had asked him who had bought it from him and he explained he didn't know until he had seen the front page of the Daily Prophet. The trio looked at the front of the newspaper and saw their fifth year Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Miss Dolores Jane Umbridge, the most evil person they were to face. After all, as punishment, she had inkless quills that wrote with the writer's blood. She had made Harry write "I must not tell lies," until the message had clearly sunk in.
"Let me get this straight," Hermione said looking at the two boys sitting across from her, "You want to become three ministry workers and take the horcrux from Umbridge?" Hermione asked them and they nodded, "Polyjuice potion only lasts so long, though," She explained and they nodded but smiled at each other.
"We were thinking, since you're pregnant and all, you could use Harry's invisibility cloak," Ron said looking at Hermione with a small smile on his face. Hermione looked at the two of them and saw that they were dead serious.
"I don't know, I mean this book I read, it said it was safe to use the potion for women who are in the same state as me, but I think for safe measures the cloak is probably my best option," Hermione said and set her hands in her lap just under her small protruding belly.
"Here's what we're going to do," Harry said leaning forward on the table setting his elbows on the wood, "There's still leftover Polyjuice Potion from when everyone took it to move me to the burrow. Mad-Eye had given me a few vials of it just incase I needed it. We just need to find two ministry workers to get hair from," Harry said and they looked at each other, "We need to find a place to keep them once we've knocked them out as well."
"Knock them out?" Hermione asked clearly appalled by the idea. Harry nodded and let out a deep sigh, "I see, are we doing floating muffins?"
"Are you daft, Hermione? Is this pregnancy making you mental? Only Crabbe and Goyle would fall for that again, they never learn," Ron said and looked at Harry, "I think a quick spell to knock them out for a few hours should do it," He stated looking happy with himself.
"Sounds good, we'll do this tomorrow then?" Harry asked and they nodded in agreement. An owl flew in through the window as they nodded and landed in front of Hermione. Hermione took the letter and opened it.
"It from Draco's mother, Narcissa," Hermione said looking at the signature at the bottom, "Bellatrix Lestrange's sister."
"Read it!" Ron urged and Hermione nodded and cleared her throat.
Miss Granger,
First off, I have to say a congratulations is in order for you and Draco. I never thought my son would find love with anyone. Draco was always so alone. Before Mr. Potter had set Dobby free, Dobby was Draco's best friend. I still think Draco misses Dobby's company sometimes. I used to find the two of them cleaning the manor together. Draco was always my little boy and grew up right by my side. He was always afraid of Lucius, and I never knew why. That is, until I found out what my husband's intentions with Draco were. He only wanted a son because his son was going to be a death eater to carry out the deed to the Dark Lord. I didn't want that for my son, Miss Granger.
Last evening, after Draco had received your letter and he had read it, I walked into his room and found him trying to hold back a large smile that was growing on his face. He told me that you were with child and I saw the look of bliss plastered on my baby boy's cheeks. He even had tears in his eyes, Miss Granger. Of course, I was still under the impression that he was an innocent little boy yet, but I'm adjusting to the idea of becoming a grandmother. He told me that he doesn't want his son to be anything like Lucius. He wants this child to be raised the right way, the way Draco wanted to be raised. And yes, I did say son because my son is under the impression that his child will be a boy because of the long legacy of Malfoy boys.
I also have a gift to you and my son. It's not a gift, just more of a generous act. I see that my son misses you so much and I have to be frank, I worry about my son more than I should. It kills me to see him miserable and not feel safe in his own home. Since I am distantly related to Mr. Potter's godfather, Sirius, I know for a fact that you and your friends are most likely residing at the Black home, Grimmauld Place. I will be sending Draco there this evening at ten o' clock. He will be arriving by apparation because the ministry is monitoring all the floo fireplaces.
I want you to be healthy, Miss Granger. So please, make sure to take care of yourself. I also will be having my house elf, Happy, arriving with Draco this evening. Draco seemed so worried about you while he's not with you and wanted someone to help aid you through your pregnancy. I told him that Happy would help you because she is a very smart elf. She's studied medical things and from her previous owners, I believe she had even delivered a child before, Miss Granger. I recommend using her because St. Mungo's really isn't the safest place to be anymore. Death Eaters and dementors lurk the hallways of the hospital.
Take care of yourself and my grandchild, Miss Granger.
Sincerely,
Narcissa Malfoy
"Wow," Ron said once Hermione had finished the letter that was in her hands, "Draco's a mummy's boy, who knew?" Ron said with laughter evident in his voice. Hermione smacked Ron's arm and let out a deep sigh, "You're not going to go on about that useless spew stuff again, are you?"
"It's S.P.E.W.! If you would like to refer to it, use the proper name, will you?" Hermione snapped and crossed her arms at Ron, "Besides, I don't think I need a house-elf anyways."
"Hermione, Mrs. Malfoy said that Happy knows a lot about children, she knows how to deliver children. This house-elf seems well educated about magical pregnancies. Maybe you should let Happy take care of you. She is doing it for Malfoy," Harry said and Ron looked at Harry as if he were crazy.
"Are you bonkers? You're going to let Malfoy's mummy take care of `Mione?" Ron asked Harry, "You need to get a grip, we'll take care of Hermione just fine!"
"Ron, incase you're wondering, we both know nothing about babies! You were one when Ginny was born, and I didn't have any siblings, not counting Dudley because we're the same age!" Harry yelled and then let out a deep breath to calm himself down, "Look, I'm just trying to be reasonable and help Hermione as best I can, okay? I want her to be healthy and if that means us sacrificing food for her and her baby, then so be it."
"You want me to starve! You've lost your marbles, Harry!" Ron yelled, "I can't starve, I'd die!"
"Do you want her to die? So many things could go wrong if Hermione doesn't eat!" Harry yelled. Hermione began to get annoyed with the boys since they were arguing about her in front of her. She stood up and crossed her arms over her chest while looking at her two best friends.
"Enough!" Hermione yelled, "Look, I will accept Happy's help if you want, but I also want your help, okay? Draco won't be able to be with me all the time since he has to pretend like he's still on the opposing team. I want your help, too, both of you. I want this baby to feel loved by its father and the two people I consider my brothers. I want you guys to help me, please," Hermione said and the boys looked at each other and nodded slowly, "Good."
"What time is it?" Hermione asked as silence was cast over the room. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and noticed the time, "Draco will be here in two minutes! How do I look?"
"Pregnant," Harry said casually. Hermione gave him a glare and turned to Ron.
"Super-mega-foxy-awesome-hot," He said and they all turned into a fit of laughter as Ron said the phrase. They then sat there awaiting the arrival of Draco Malfoy. Ron was not looking forward to this meeting whatsoever.
A/N: So, I was planning on cutting back with these authors notes at the end and just move on with the story, but I had to do this one because of the last bit of dialogue that I wrote. It's from A Very Potter Musical that has the amazing Darren Criss who plays Blaine on Glee. I had to add that because a lovely user Gryffindork5500 was amazing and called this story "Super-mega-foxy-awesome-hot!" That review made my day... literally, so I thank you!
I also am accepting beta requests if anyone needs a beta!
~Amanda