Draco sat in a secluded corner of the library, surrounded by books about mental conditions, fruitlessly flipping through them, knowing they would be of no help. Just as he was standing to replace the useless books, a thin, sea green book fell on his head and fell open.
"'Helping Your Beloved- a Charmed Book' Well, it's worth a shot, I suppose." With that he sat again, opening the book to its first page.
Preface
This book is only intended for witches or wizards who have found their One. If you haven't, please return this book and never think of it again, until you find the one person you will love and spend the rest of your life with. If you have, skip to the middle of this book and there you will find the cure, recipe, or spell your significant other requires.
Draco gave a relieved laugh. Granger had said that he and Harry were bonded. That was good as marrying someone. Eager, he flipped the book to the middle, hoping it wasn't some trick book.
Mental Deaging- What it means for you and your love
This is a very rare, serious disease. The victim remains as they were when they developed the curse, as far as looks, but the brain rapidly regresses, until it can no longer take away years, and the brain begins to fail, leaving the victim an empty shell. The only people to ever survive this curse are, remarkably, children, because they are already young, and are able to regain any lost knowledge. Muggles call these children Special Ed, but they don't understand the seriousness of this curse. There is only one cure for people who have the curse and are over the age of thirteen. If someone who truly loves them, and is willing to sacrifice themselves for them deages their bodies, there is a chance the curse will reverse its self in a matter of weeks to months.
Draco sighed, relieved. He could do it, he knew. Grabbing the book and running out of the library, he slowed to a casual walk, when he came across Granger. He waved her over, figuring she should know what he had found. He opened the book to the correct page.
"Look at this, Granger." She frowned.
"You know, if you expect me to help you and Harry by talking to Ron, you might want to call me by my name. We will be seeing a lot of each other, if this works out."
He rolled his eyes, and thrust the book at her. She skimmed it, but her response was definitely not the one he had expected.
"Why are you all excited about a recipe for treacle tart? Unless you want to bribe Ron with some. It's his favorite." Draco gaped at her. Then he remembered the first words in the book. He stifled a smirk and explained what he'd read. Granger's eyes lit up.
"That could work!! Come on, let's do it." They walked to the hospital wing nervously. Draco pulled out his wand, and leveled it at Harry, who was currently asleep.
"Revoulus Sithi" a soft blue glow surrounded Harry, and when it faded, a bundle of robes was in his place. Draco and Granger inched forward, when suddenly, the bundle shifted, revealing a fat little foot. A soft cooing was heard, and the robes were kicked off, exposing a very chubby, very cute Harry, who was currently sucking on his foot. Green eyes turned to Draco, and lit up.
"Dway!!" then before either of the teens could move, Harry was up and toddling toward Draco, arms outstretched. Draco lifted the baby, who immediately curled into him, wrapping tiny hands around the collar of his robes. He turned to Hermione, and gave her a gummy baby smile.
"Mini!! You Mini!" the girl giggled, reaching out to stroke one baby soft cheek.
"Well, you are just the sweetest little thing I've ever seen! Look at those little feet! It's no wonder you're feet are- were- so small!" Just as Draco was handing Harry to Hermione, the doors swung open again. This time they revealed Dumbledore. There was no trademark twinkle in his eyes
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, Who's child is that?" the teens shared a smirk. They had gone over what they would do on the way to the hospital wing.
"Ours." They said simultaneously. Dumbledore's jaw dropped.
"Well, then. If that is so, I am afraid you will no longer be able to continue your schooling here, unless you plan on putting it up for adoption." They both shook their heads.
"Would you like me to escort you to the gates? And since you do not go here any longer, you do not apply to the summer rule. I am very sorry it had to be this way, but you simply can not care for a child while still attending Hogwarts." The two teens shook their heads, and left the room.
"I'll get mine and Harry's belongings, you make sure no one knows why we're leaving." Hermione said, while shifting the baby. They parted ways, and in a few minutes, they met again by the front hall.
"You ready? Once we go through that door, there's no going back." Draco said. Hermione swallowed, and nodded. They pushed the doors open, walked out, and never looked back.
Author's Note- Okay, very short chapter, I know, but the next one will be long. And, just in case it wasn't clear, Dumbledore's not the good guy in this story. He's never the good guy in my stories, I guess. He's just so manipulative, I hate him! And Ron is Hermione's 'One', they can do magic now, since they left school. There is no Prophecy, no death eaters, and no cheesecake! :bursts into tears. "I want my cheesecake!!: