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CHAPTER - 3

Hermione woke up to the sounds of loud wailing and it took her about a minute to remember the previous days events. She looked down at the small baby in the bed huddling closer to her. His onyx eyes were filled with tears and he looked up at her, still crying and his wails turned into sniffling as he too large gulps of air. Hermione couldn't help wondering how such an innocent being could grow up to be so corrupted.

She peered at Harry, who was sound asleep despite the baby's wails. She stood up from the bed and immediately took the little bundle in her arms again. She then proceeded out of the dorm and into the common room, where she summoned a house elf and asked him to bring a bottle of milk and a sandwich for the baby and her breakfast. She sat down on the couch observing the little bundle in her arms. He had stopped crying and was now looking at her, as if she were a specimen under a microscope. After about a while, the little baby took his little thumb into his mouth to suckle it again.

Hermione gently plucked his fingers out of his mouth and said "No, no baby, you shouldn't do that"

The baby looked up at Hermione and tilted his head slightly, with a resounding pop a house elf appeared in front of them and Hermione gladly took the bottle of milk and offered it to the baby, who promptly started suckling.

Ginny came down the stairs and sauntered towards Hermione, she dropped on the couch opposite to Hermione's and looked at the scene with a little awe and aversion. She really didn't know how the little baby in Hermione's arms was going to turn up in the future. "Do you think he'd be the same?"

Hermione looked up startled, she knew full well what Ginny was referring to and it unnerved her at best, "I don't know" she answered honestly.

After baby dark lord had finished his bottle, Hermione handed him to Ginny to go take a bath and get herself clean but the little bundle started whining and wailing as soon as he was out of Hermione's arms. Hermione shook her head, she couldn't be around the baby all the time, he'd need to be with others. She squatted down, so that she was closer to the baby in Ginny's arms, "Baby"

Little Riddle looked up at her through the tears and she started to speak in a soft and comforting tone, "I can't be with you always, you have to stay here for awhile, I'll be back as soon as I can, be a good baby boy" she wiped the stray tears from the pale soft cheeks and stood up again and this time, the baby only shook and sniffed a little.

Hermione left the common room and headed straight for the prefects bathroom, she really needed a shower.

A little while later Draco came into the Gryffindor common room and saw Ginny waerily holding the baby dark lord in her arms. She looked frightened at best and this made him snicker a bit as he entered and drawled "Afraid of ittle wittle baby, redhead?"

Ginny looked up and said "Not in the least, ferret" Oh, she knew her comment was not snarky enough but she couldn't be expected to shoot snarky comments when she was having evil extrordinaire lord Voldemort in her hands.

Draco tsked and came forward to peer at the baby, whose eyes were wide open. He couldn't help but feel a shiver running through his spine at the thought of exactly who this baby was. "If your so brave, then why don't you take him?"

Without any warning Ginny thrust the baby out to Draco and with his reflexes he caught the bundle without even intending to. Ginny smirked and crossed her arms to prevent Draco from giving her the baby back and she trotted atop the stairs to the girl's dormitory leaving behind a stunned and panicky Draco.

The sharp wails of the baby brought Draco out of his stupor and he stood stunned not knowing what to do. He tried bouncing the baby around in his arms but this only seemed to make the wailing worse as it pitched into an almost ear splitting scream.

Before he could do anything, the door to the boys dormitory opened and Harry came out looking amused as he saw Draco and the plight he was in. "Pothead, what am I to do with him?"

Draco was irritated, the little baby just wouldn't shut up. Harry shrugged and said "How do I know?"

"I don't know because your supposedly his father?" Draco shouted, distressing the little boy in his arms further.

"I would start by not shouting" Harry said as he walked forward fully intent on leaving the common room.

"Figures" Draco said looking thoroughly annoyed, "He was unbearable as an adult, he is unbearable as a baby"

Just then the door opened to reveal Hermione, she looked in between Harry and Draco and looked furious before she stomped forward and took the baby, forcefully out of Draco's hands, she then proceeded to stare at the two of them. The baby immediately stopped wailing and sniffed through his tears looking at Hermione and fisting her shirt in his tiny hands.

"How irresponsible can you both be?" Hermione asked in a dangerously calm voice she used only when she was extrememly angry.

Draco shrugged "Can't help it if he's a trouble maker"

That seemed to be the wrong thing to say as Hermione shouted "Trouble maker? You are calling a barely one month old baby who needs comfort a trouble maker?"

"I can't help it if he's enamored with you" Draco said dramatically spreading his arms.

Hermione too two deep breaths before saying "I am not trusting any of you to take care of him, ever" she walked out of the comon room with swift steps ignoring Draco and Harry altogether.

"Careful Potter, he has the uncanny ability to make people obey his every whim" Draco said a look of deep seriousness and uncertainty in his eyes as he made eye contact with Harry.

Harry nodded his head, it seemed that his girlfriend was becoming a bit too attached to his enemy. He honestly didn't know what to do, he didn't want Hermione anywhere near the dark lord, he had locked her up before the final battle and only released the wards when he was sure he was defeated. He thought how ironic it was now, that the dark lord was practically glued to Hermione's side. Something distrubing indeed.

I know it's a short chapter but something is better than nothing yeah?

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