Coming of A New Age

Coming of A New Age

Sequel to… Words of True Love Finally Spoken

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters except for Rose, Adrian, Lillian, Caitlyn, Lily’s ancestors, and any other non Harry Potter fictional character that J.K. has not created. I do not own J.K.’s characters; I just borrowed them for my story.

AN: I know I’ve skipped 2 to 3 years at least but just stay with me here.

Prologue


During Hermione and Harry’s seventh year, things began to heat up at the end of the year. By graduation time, Hermione was on the way to becoming a mother. When July 27^th came along, four days before Harry’s birthday, Rose Lillian Potter was born.

It had been a year since the famous trio had graduated from Hogwarts. Things had changed so much ever since the death of Sirius. It had affected Harry as much as it had on the rest of the gang. None of them ever wanted to talk about it. No one could blame them either if they didn't want to.

Ron and his girlfriend, Kaylee no longer existed as a couple. Hermione had caught Kaylee in their seventh year, kissing another guy outside the Great Hall. She told Ron, but he didn’t want to believe her, that is until he saw that Kaylee was making out with Seamus. He quickly broke things off with her.

Hermione was tired of seeing Ron so down lately that she decided to do a little matchmaking for him. Luna Lovegood seemed to be the next person who Hermione could see Ron with. Considering she could be a little wacky at times, but then knew she’d fit right in with all the rest of the bunch. Luna soon became Ron’s new girlfriend. She was about 5’1 and had brown eyes with black hair. Ron loved everything about her. He loved her so much that he asked her to marry him. And she accepted.

But much to Ginny’s delight, Draco had proposed to her earlier than Ron had to Luna. Ginny and Draco got married right after Ginny’s graduation. But Ron and Luna had gotten married before Ginny and Draco did.

Lily and James were still watching after Harry and Hermione, let alone Sirius, Nicole, and Sarah were too.

Chapter 1: Fits of Laughter

If it hadn't been for Hermione, then Harry would still be in a depressing mood about the death of Sirius.

“Harry, I know you don't want to hear anything about Sirius, but I think I know a way to bring him back,” Hermione said one day.

Harry turned to her. She had Rose in her arms.

“How? Can I hold her?” Harry asked.

Hermione then handed Rose over to Harry as she sat down next to him and said, “Ok, you remember how we brought your parents back?”

He nodded as she continued.

“Well, I was thinking maybe we can bring Sirius back, like we did for your parents.” Hermione finished.

He looked at her, with his face glowing brighter than ever, kissed her and said, “That's brilliant, Hermione! What do you think Rosey-Rose?”

Rosey-Rose, was a nickname for Rose that Harry called her.

“Bre-ilant,” the now four old Rose said with a giggle.

“Yeah, that's right Rosey-Rose,” Harry said to his daughter cheerfully.

“Mummy? When arr' you going to ell' Daddy the ews'?” Rose asked, still having a little bit of problem when it came to her speech.

Hermione looked at her daughter and then to Harry.

“Yeah, Mummy, when are you going to tell Daddy the news?” Harry mimicked his daughter to Hermione.

Before she could answer, she began to feel sick, violently sick. She quickly ran out of the room.

“Well, Rosey-Rose,” Harry said looking at his daughter, “Perhaps you could tell me the news?”

“Un-uh,” Rose giggled.

“Please? Rosey-Rose? Please tell Daddy the news?” Harry asked hoping to get it out of her.

“Daddy! Seecret is a seecret,” Rose said and then giggled again.

He looked at his daughter and said, “So I can't persuade you to tell me can I?”

“Un-uh,” Rose said in a forceful tone.

“Alright then. Guess I'll just have to tickle you,” Harry said.

“No!” Rose screamed with laughter as Harry began to tickle her.

“Tell Daddy the news and he'll stop tickling you,” Harry said trying to get her to bite the bait.

This went on for a few minutes.

“Kay! Okay! Mummy's—“

“Harry! You little conniver! Come here, Rose. Yes, Mummy's here to rescue you,” Hermione said scooping up Rose in her arms.

“Ha!” Rose said then stuck her tongue out to her father.

“Ahh! No fair! Rosey-Rose was about to tell me the news,” Harry said pretending to pout.

“Haha! Mummy got you!” Rose giggled.

Harry then started to tickle Rose again.

“Mummy! Ave me!” Rose screamed with laughter.

“Don't worry, Mummy's got you. Daddy won't be able to tickle you anymore,” Hermione said as she turned away from Harry and took Rose to the nursery.

After five minutes of arguing with Rose, she finally settled down from the fits of laughter and fell asleep.

Hermione then returned to Harry.

“So, what was the news that Rose tried so desperately not to tell me until you came to the rescue?” Harry asked.

“I…I'm…”

“You're what?”

“I'm pregnant,” Hermione said.

“Really?” Harry said as his face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Yes, really,” Hermione answered.

“Oh, Hermione! This is great!” Harry said as he kissed her.

“Mmmm…” Hermione moaned as he kissed her.

She deepened the kiss as she slung her arms around his neck.

Suddenly, that sick feeling in her stomach came back. She immediately emerged from Harry's mouth and ran towards the bathroom.

~*~*~*~

“Ginny!” Draco yelled as he entered their new manor, “Where are you?”

“In the kitchen, dear,” Ginny answered back.

As Draco entered the kitchen he said, “Ginny! I thought I told you to just let the house elves take care of the food?”

As soon as Draco had said the words, house elves, one of them appeared and tried to take over the kitchen.

“No! Kreacher! Unless, I'm sick or not able to be in the kitchen for any reason, then stay out of my kitchen!” Ginny said to Kreacher.

“Sorry, m'lady. I understand, please forgive Kreacher?” Kreacher said.

Sirius had ordered Kreacher before he died, to obey Harry after he died. Then Harry ordered Kreacher to obey Ginny and Draco Malfoy. So he did. Now he belonged to the Malfoy's. He was now their family servant.

Draco, who could see the stress build up in her Weasley temper gauge and in her muscles, decided to try to ease her a little bit.

“Ok, sorry about that love,” Draco said.

“That's ok. Just make sure you don't go messin' in my kitchen either,” Ginny responded back with a giggle.

Draco then went up behind her and put his arms around her with his hands settled on her stomach.

“So, how's baby Lucifer?” Draco asked expecting to get hit causing her red-haired temper to flare.

“Lucifer! What! No way! No son of mine is going to be named Lucifer!”

“Ok, ok,” Draco chuckled, “Easy Gin. You sure are cute when you're pregnant and riled up.”

“Oh, thanks,” Ginny said, “but how do you know it's a boy? It could easily be a girl.”

“Oh, come on Gin,” Draco said trying to bring her patience level back down to normal, “ you took the test, you know what it said.”

“Those could be wrong you know,” Ginny said.

“Sorry my love, but you're going to give birth in three months to a boy,” Draco said as he kissed her on the cheek.

“You're hopeless you know. You could have been useful and just lied to me about it being a girl,” Ginny said.

“You mean I'm not useful for this?” Draco said as he turned her around towards him and kissed her on the lips and gave her a passionate but gentle kiss.

“Well, there's one reason why you're still here,” Ginny said back to him as she leaned back into him and French kissed him.

While they kissed, Kreacher began to help with cooking the food. Draco purposely told him to come back into the kitchen while he entertained Ginny. Draco pulled her away from the stove and eventually the whole kitchen and finally brought her to the study, as he sat down with her on his lap. She was heavy, but that was to be expected considering she was pregnant.

She pulled out of the kiss and said, “Sorry, I forgot to tell you this but I invited Harry, Hermione and Rose over for dinner. Hope that's ok with you?”

“Sure that's fine,” Draco said, “Now where were we?”

“I believe it was here,” Ginny said as she French kissed him again.

It was about half an hour later when the door bell rang, neither of them getting up to get it. They were so wound up in snogging that Kreacher had to come out and just take one look at them to be able to tell they didn't hear the door.

Kreacher opened the door and said, “Welcome, Harry Potter, Hermione Potter, and Rosey-Rose Potter.”

“Hello, Kreacher. How are you?” Hermione asked.

“I'm fine, but uh…. I'm afraid the master and mistress are a little wound up right now, but please do come in. Dinner will be served shortly,” Kreacher said.

Hermione was about to go over to Ginny and Draco but Rose beat her to it.

“Aunt Ginny! Uncle Draco! Guess what?” Rose giggled as she spooked Ginny and Draco from their snogging.

“Um… hello Rose,” Ginny said a little flustered.

“Yes, hello Rosey-Rose,” Draco said as he grabbed her up in his arms and gave her a hug.

“You aren't going to ickle me arr' you?” Rose asked.

“No, why would I do that?” Draco asked.

“Cause, Daddy was mean to me earlier and started tickling me to get me to ell' him Mummy's ews',” Rose answered.

“And what is your Mummy's news?” Ginny asked.

“I'm pregnant,” Hermione answered Ginny.

“Hermione!” Ginny said as she ran waddled over to Hermione, “that's great!” She then embraced her in a hug.

“The bathroom is down that hallway third door to the left, if you need it,” Ginny whispered to Hermione.

“Thanks Ginny,” Hermione said.

Suddenly they heard a squeal of laughter.

“Hey! You aid' you ouln't ickle me!” Rose yelped as Draco tickled her.

“I keep having to rescue you, don't I Rose?” Hermione said as she scooped Rose into her arms away from Draco.

“Yep,” Rose said.

“Excuse me,” Kreacher said, “Dinner is served.”

Later on after dinner, they were all settled in the living room in front of the fireplace when Hermione said, “Thanks for dinner. Rose say thank-you.”

Rose went over to Draco, climbed up into his lap and said, “Thank-you, Uncle Draco and Aunt Ginny.” Rose then gave Draco a kiss on the cheek.

“Well, well. Draco, you seemed to please her well,” Ginny said, “Come here, you.”

Rose then went into Ginny's lap and said, “ I love you, Aunt Ginny.”

“Ahh! Sweetie, I love you too,” Ginny said back, teary eyed.

“Aunt Ginny! Don't cry! Did the ickle monster get you too?” Rose asked.

“Hey, the tickle monster is right here,” Draco said as he scooped her up and started tickling Rose.

“No! You're as bad as Daddy!” Rose screamed with laughter.

“Oh, I am. Well, would you rather have your Daddy tickle you?” Draco asked.

Harry, who was sitting next to Draco said, “ Yeah, Rosey-Rose. Do you want me to tickle you too?” Harry then started tickling her too.

“NO! You two are the orst in the orld!” Rose screamed again with fits of laughter.

“Oh, we are, are we?” Draco asked.

“YES! STOP!” Rose said, trying to get loose from the tickle monsters.

“Alright, you two! Enough is enough. Come here, Rose,” Ginny said as she rescued her from Draco and Harry.

“Thank-you! I thought they'd never be civilized!” Rose said to Ginny.

Hermione and Ginny then burst into laughter at her words.

“What? It's true,” Rose said not understanding why they were laughing.

“Oh, sweetie! It's ok. They may seem bad but their ok,” Ginny said.

“Alright, Rose. It's time to say good-bye,” Hermione said.

“You're making me go home with a ickle monster?” Rose asked as her face when white like a ghost.

Draco and Ginny chuckled at this conversation between Rose and her mother.

“I promise, I won't let Daddy tickle you anymore tonight or tomorrow. Isn't that right, Harry?” Hermione asked.

“Right,” Harry said to Rose.

“You have to promise, Daddy!” Rose said.

“Ok, I promise Rosey-Rose,” Harry said to Rose.

“And you have to promise too!” Rose said to Draco.

“Me?” Draco asked.

“Yes, you Uncle Draco,” Rose said.

“Well, alright. I promise,” Draco answered.

“You'd better! Other-ise, I ouldn't ome ack to see you,” Rose said.

“Yes, ma'am,” Draco said as he saluted her.

“That's your child, Harry,” Hermione said.

“Mine?”

“Yes, she acts just exactly like you. The only difference is that she has my hair and your father's blue eyes,” Hermione said.

“Mummy! I'm your child too!” Rose said still not getting it.

“Oh, I know sweetie. You'll always be my little girl,” Hermione answered.

“Ood,” Rose said in a tone to send them into tears with laughter.

All through the night, Rose sent them though fits of laughter. She didn't mean to, it was just she did naturally.

Chapter 2: Foretold Events

“Harry, are you sure you want to do this?” Hermione asked.

“Yes, Hermione, I do. If we don't cast the 12 hour spell then we'll never know if Sirius wants to come back or not. We've at least got to try,” Harry said as he pulled Hermione into his lap.

Hermione was now 3 months along, her stomach wasn't big yet, but only time would tell that.

“Oh, alright,” Hermione said, “when?”

“Well, you might as well do it now. No sense on waiting til' later,” Harry said.

Hermione then muttered the spell along with Sirius's name.

Through a white cloud, Sirius appeared, very ghostly also.

“What in blazes am I doing here?” Sirius asked.

“I take it you didn't want to be brought back?” Harry asked.

Sirius looked at Harry. Harry now was fighting the urge to cry. It was hard on him to be able to face Sirius's death. Sirius had seen these eyes before. Right when he himself had died, the look on Harry's face when he fell. It was painful to see but yet he had no control over his corrupt cousin. He couldn't blame Harry if he wanted to go after his crazy corrupt cousin. He would have done so. But yet, Harry didn't.

“Harry,” Sirius paused and then continued, “I appreciate what you're doing, but I only have one purpose for the time being until I pass on to a better place. Like Sir Nicholas told you before, wizards can leave an imprint of themselves upon the earth, to walk palely where their living selves once trod, or they can go on to a better place after death. And Harry, that place is so much better than here. There's no suffrage, pain, sorrow, or sadness. It's all joy, happiness, peace, and eternal life. Only those who are ready to go on and leave earth as it is when they leave will be able to move on.”

“Then why haven't you gone on?” Harry asked, not looking into Sirius's eyes.

“I was foretold about 20 years ago that this would happen. I was told that I was to tell you what will happen with your parents in the future. You see, they did die, yes. But as you can see, it was not their time to die. So they were brought back by fate, only as ghosts to watch over you. If they were brought back to human form then the whole wizarding world would be in a fatal shock,” Sirius said.

He knew exactly why Harry couldn't look him in the eye. It was too painful to see somebody you loved dearly come back suddenly to visit when they had already been dead for at least 3 years now.

“Then when will they pass on? I remember seeing them as ghosts before,” Harry said.

“By the time your third child is born, Lily and James will be able to move on to another life. I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but it needed to be told,” Sirius answered.

“To make that a little more simple told…3 days, 3 hours, 3 minutes, and 3 seconds, after your third child is born will Lily and James be able to move on to another life. No one knows exactly when that'll be but when that time comes they will go. It doesn't matter where they are located at the time; they will go when it's time. They may know this, they may not. But I guess since I'm going to be here for another 11 hours then I'll go tell them,” Sirius continued.

“One more thing, Hermione… Harry…. After I'm gone, copy all your spells that you have created that can be taken advantage of into a book; then put a curse on it to where it will not open unless it is desperately needed. Those who try to open it, which are not of your family or not in the family line; will get their lifespan, cut in half,” Sirius continued.

Sirius noticed to see how Hermione and Harry were both not responding as well as he thought they would.

“I know this is a shock to you. And actually to find two shocks but still, what must remain in the future, must stay in the future. Remember, if the right steps are not taken, the results might not end up they way they were meant to be. Another spell that you will need to create and then put in that book is a spell to go back in time to redo that wrong path. It must only be used when it is certain that it must be. To know that, create a spell to see if you are headed in the right path or not. Another subject on this matter, or rather wisdom: Just by listening to what your heart says to you and not what others say to you, will lead you down the right path to follow,” Sirius said.

“Sirius?” Harry asked.

“Yes, Harry?” Sirius answered back.

“Before the twelve hours is up, would you spend time with Rose? I know you don't have to, but I want her to know you. I want her to know that you may not be still on earth with us, that you will always remain in our hearts. I will also create a spell to talk with the dead that are in another life in full person but only when seriously needed. It'll only last for up to the time needed,” Harry said.

“Harry, I would be honored to spend time with Rose. The only other thing I need to tell you two, is that when your second child finds their soul mate you must not go against it,” Sirius answered.

“Ok, we understand. But uh… is there any idea of who it is? Or is that just one of those things that time will only tell?” Hermione asked.

“Time can only tell,” Sirius said.

Over the next couple of hours, all of the family, meaning the Weasleys', Ginny and Draco, and Dumbledore were told about the future that Sirius had foretold. Some cried, while some understood and simply nodded.

AN: I tried to redo this confusing chapter so where it wasn't so confusing anymore. If you're still confused, then I'm sorry. Remember, this is an important chapter to remember.

Chapter 3: Technicalities of the Impatient Ones

It was a cold, February night when Ginny laid beside her husband, Draco in bed. Technically, she was overdue by at least 2 weeks. But soon, very soon would she not have to carry their child anymore inside of her. She suddenly rose up, or rather sat up quickly as a shot of pain went through her stomach. It was at least somewhere between 3:30 and 4 in the morning.

This is it, she thought, now to get Draco awake is another adventure.

Draco was not a light sleeper. Once he was out for the night, he was out. Stone, cold hard… didn't matter, he was solid as a rock.

“Draco?” Ginny breathed heavily as she shook him.

No answer. He still lay there solid as an iceberg.

“Draco!” Ginny yelled breathlessly as she grabbed his hand and squeezed his hand hard.

Again, nothing. Not even a stir.

Oh, great! Ginny thought, just when I need him he won't wake up!

“Draco!” Ginny yelled directly in his ear, right by his ear, matter of fact; she was right next to his ear.

Still nothing.

She began to cry.

What is there that could wake him up? Ginny thought.

She then got an idea; she conjured up a pitcher of water right on his nightstand. She then slowly got out of bed and went over to his side. She grabbed the pitcher of ice cold water and threw it on him.

Still nothing.

What am I to do now? Ginny thought. I could kiss him.

She then kissed him.

This did the trick. He began to kiss her back. He finally woke up.

They continued to kiss until the sharp pain came back to Ginny. She pulled out of the kiss and looked into his eyes.

“Why am I wet?” Draco asked.

“Uh, Draco…. In case you haven't noticed I tried to get you to wake up,” Ginny said.

“Why? And why does my hand feel like someone broke it?” Draco asked.

“DRACO! I'M IN LABOR! I SQUEEZED YOUR HAND, I THREW THE WATER ON YOU, I SHOOK YOU SENSELESS! I'M THE ONE WHO YELLED DIRECTLY INTO YOUR EAR!” Ginny yelled.

“Oh, Ginny, I'm so sorry. Here let me help you,” Draco said.

No wonder I feel as if I've gone deaf, Draco thought.

Suddenly, Draco had no clue as to what to do.

“Draco? Hospital?” Ginny said guiding his thoughts.

“Oh, yeah. Right, hospital,” Draco said as he went over to her, grabbed her hand and then apparated to St.Mungo's Hospital.

They quickly appeared in the emergency wing.

“Nurse? My wife is about to give birth,” Draco said to a nurse that started to come towards them.

“Of course,” the nurse said as she wheeled around a wheelchair for Ginny, “here sit in this.”

Ginny then sat down in the wheelchair, still having a hold of Draco's hand.

Just by looking in her eyes you could see that she was scared. She was terrified of what was to come. You could see that she didn't want to go alone. She wanted Draco. She wanted Draco to be with her.

Ginny held onto him as the nurse began to wheel her away.

“I'm sorry, but you cannot come,” the nurse said to Draco.

“No! He stays with me!” Ginny said.

The nurse looked at Ginny sympathetically and said, “I'm sorry, dear. But the doctor won't allow it.”

“You don't understand! I need him! I can't go through this alone!” Ginny pleaded with the nurse as pain swept through her whole body.

“I'm sorry. I'll speak with the doctor about it. I'll come back for you if he agrees. I promise. But for now, please wait in the waiting room,” the nurse said as she began to wheel Ginny away.

By now, Ginny had tears streaming down her cheek as Draco's hand was slipping out of her's.

As the nurse took Ginny away into a room, Draco apparated to Harry and Hermione's place.

“Harry! Hermione!” Draco yelled.

“Easy, Draco. Rose just went to sleep and it was about time too. What are you doing here this late?” Hermione asked.

“Hermione, Ginny…. hospital …baby…coming,” Draco managed to finish saying.

“Oh, well why the heck aren't you with her?” Hermione asked.

“The nurse wouldn't let me go with her. She was in tears when the nurse took her away,” Draco said.

“What?” Harry asked now joining them.

“They wouldn't let me in,” Draco repeated.

“You're kidding, right?” Harry asked.

“No, I'm not,” Draco said. “Even if I was, Ginny wouldn't appreciate it.”

By now, Hermione had gotten Harry's cloak along with her's. They looked at her with confused looks while she handed Harry his cloak and then put her's on. She was also carrying a sleeping Rose in her arms.

“What? What are you doing?” Draco asked.

“You didn't expect me to stay here while my best friend, besides Harry, is in pain in a hospital bed do you? Besides, they may of told you no, but they can't say no to me,” Hermione said. “And no pregnant woman would appreciate it.”

They all apparated to the hospital.

Before they knew it, the nurse was telling them no.

“What? A muggle hospital is better caring than this,” Hermione told the nurse.

The nurse turned away and Hermione turned to Harry's arms, with Rose tucked between them.

“Is that true, Hermione?” Draco asked.

“In some cases, yes Draco they are. St.Mungo's might be able to reduce the pain, but in muggle hospitals, at least you get a whole lot more respect and care for,” Hermione answered.

“I wonder how she's doing in there,” Draco wondered aloud.

~*~

“AHHH! I WANT DRACO HERE NOW!” Ginny shouted at the nurse.

“Come on, Ginny. Just one push and this will all be over with,” one of the nurses said.

“DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? I WANT DRACO HERE NOW!” Ginny said.

“The nurse that's closest to the door, go get her husband,” the nurse said finally giving in to Ginny's crankiness.

Instantly, Ginny felt a wave of calmness come over her.

Before long, Draco was by her side, holding her hand.

“Ok, now can we get this show on the road?” the nurse asked hastily.

“You bet,” Ginny said as she began to push as she squeezed Draco's hand to death.

Soon, the pain was over and a baby's cries were heard through silence that a needle pin could be heard falling to the floor.

“You have a son,” the nurse said.

Ginny looked at Draco teary eyed and said, “hi, daddy.”

Draco's eyes were no longer dry when Ginny had said those words. Neither were Ginny's either.

“I love you,” Draco said as the nurse handed their son to Ginny.

He then kissed her on the forehead and then looked at their newborn son.

“Well, obviously your name isn't Lucifer so then what is it?” Draco asked.

Ginny laughed at this and said, “You sure aren't. Let's just wait a while and see what we come up with.”

“Ok… Mum,” Draco said.

~*~

“What do you think is going on in there?” Hermione asked Harry as she leaned into his arms.

Rose was still asleep.

“I don't know. Want to alert Ron and the rest of the Weasley clan?” Harry asked.

“That's a brilliant idea Harry,” Hermione said, “let's go.”

They then held each other's hands, carefully held onto Rose, and apparated to the Burrow.

By now it was 5 in the morning. Only Mrs.Weasley was up.

“Well, hello dears. What brings you this early in the morning?” She asked taking Rose into her arms.

Before Harry or Hermione could answer, suddenly Draco appeared.

“Well, hello… Grandma,” Draco said.

She couldn't believe it.

“Did you just call me…Grandma?” Molly asked, but couldn't believe it. She handed Rose back to Hermione.

“Yes, you now have a little grandson,” Draco said.

She went up to him and gave him the biggest hug there possibly could be.

“Oh my goodness! There's no point in letting the rest of the house sleep when a new family member has joined us,” Mrs. Weasley said and then yelled, “EVERYBODY UP!”

Draco smiled at her happiness for his and Ginny's new son, not to mention her new grandson.

A few tired, grumpy faces started to appear before her, one including Ron.

“Mum, its 5:30 in the morning. Couldn't you wait to serve breakfast til' at least 8 or 9 in the morning?” Ron asked.

“Ronald Weasley, how dare you try to sleep when a new family member has joined us this morning,” Molly said.

“Mum… what? I don't see any new family member. Draco's only the latest new family member,” Ron said.

“Oh, for heavens sake! Ron go upstairs and get dressed and then meet me back down here,” Hermione ordered, as she handed Rose to Harry.

“Yes, Hermione,” Ron answered.

Not even 3 minutes later Ron was dressed and downstairs like Hermione had told him.

Hermione went over to him, took his hand in her's and said, “Ron, trust me. Ok?”

“Ok, Hermione. Where ever you want to go, I'll go,” Ron said.

Hermione then apparated them to Ginny, who was now in another room and was looking a lot better than before but this time with a baby boy in her arms.

“Ginny,” Ron said as he let go of Hermione's hand and went to Ginny.

“Ron, you always were the stubborn one, especially this early in the morning,” Ginny said.

They both laughed at this.

“Well, who might this be?” Ron asked pointing to his new nephew.

“Ron, meet your new nephew,” Ginny said, “Adrian Matthew Malfoy.”

Draco, who had apparated with Harry after Hermione and Ron did, went over to the other side of Ginny and looked at his son and said, “Well, looks like the name Lucifer didn't last, did it Adrian?”

“You bet it didn't,” Ginny said as she kissed her son on the forehead and whispered, “I love you.”

“May I hold him, Ginny?” Ron asked.

“Sure,” Ginny said as she handed Adrian to his Uncle Ron.

“Hi there Adrian, I bet you won't sleep like your mother, a light sleeper she is,” Ron began to say.

“Ron, don't remind me of that,” Ginny said.

“Oh, sorry Gin, I bet it was hard to get Draco awake wasn't it?” Ron asked.

“You could say that again,” Ginny said shaking her head at Draco.

“What? I inherited that from my mother,” Draco said innocently.

“Always, the innocent one aren't you?” Ginny said sarcastically.

“Oh, come on,” Draco said as he pulled her into his arms, “you know you love me.”

“Yeah, that I do,” Ginny said, “Ron?”

“Hmmm?”

“You think you could bring my son back?” Ginny asked.

“Oh, sure Gin. Sorry. Here you go,” Ron said as he handed Adrian back to Ginny.

“May I Ginny?” Draco asked.

She nodded and then Draco scooped Adrian into his arms.

Before long, all of the Weasley clan was in the tiny room. All of the clan: Molly, Arthur, Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, and the newest, Adrian. Along with Harry, Hermione, Draco and Rose.

You've got to admit, having at least 12 adults and a newborn baby in a room, was pretty crowded.

Chapter 4

Part One: A Flash From the Past

About 3 months later, Lily was sitting in the sunroom of their home in the ghostly plane, when she was taken over by a vision.

Where am I? Lily thought.

She couldn't tell where she was, or at least not yet.

It then came to her.

I'm in my old room, why can I see myself in the corner and yet I'm right here? Lily thought as scenes began to appear before her eyes.

She suddenly started hearing voices. {In the vision}

“Petunia! Get down here now!” Lily's mum yelled.

“I'm coming! Geez, why does Lily get all the attention in this blessed house?” Petunia asked as she stormed out of her room and stomped her way towards her mother.

“Stomp one more time and you'll be wishin' you hadn't of,” her mother said.

Petunia, being the rebellious one out of the two children, did stomp.

“That's it, no date with Vernon tonight,” her mother said.

“Mother! You let Lily go on her dates with that Potter boy freak!” Petunia yelled at her mother.

She said that! Lily thought disgustedly. I'll get her back for that!

“Petunia! James is a whole lot better than your Vernon will ever be! He may be a wizard but I'd gladly call him a son. Vernon, on the other hand, is a disgrace! Such bad manners! At least James has the decency to treat you nicely even though you treat him like dirt! I'd have to say, James would be welcome to say something ugly and hateful to you just to get you to shut up once in a while, while you're badgering him with criticism constantly,” Lily's mother said back fiercely.

The saying called redheaded flaring temper wasn't just said for any reason behind it.

Alright Mum! Besides, James already did do that, just not to where you could hear him. Lily thought approving of this argument.

Petunia then stormed out the kitchen without saying a word besides maybe grunting while she went.

This scene started to fade away from Lily as another appeared.

“Dad!” Lily heard herself saying in the vision.

“Lily! My sweet, fiery angel pumpkin,” Mr. Evans said.

They were at the train station. It was Lily's seventh year then, Mr. Evans was picking them, James and Lily, up for Christmas. James's parents let him go with Lily this year, since James was going to propose to Lily on Christmas Eve. Mr. Evans knew about it, but didn't lead on that he did know to Lily as he hugged her.

Aww! I remember this scene. The one where James tripped over the curb on the way into the house, oh that was funny! Lily thought.

They were now to the house, on Dupery Lane. The Evans' family lived in an old historic house that used to belong to Lily's five great-aunts ahead of her in generation wise. The house was kept in the family, and only direct family bloodline could live in it. Little did they know that the original pair that lived in the house were no ordinary muggles. They were purebloods. It was just too bad that no one knew, well almost no one. One person still knew, but wasn't about to spill the beans on that little matter. That person was Lily's mother.

Why do I sense something I don't know should be revealed to me? Lily thought.

Inside the house, built with beautiful cherry oak was the mantle above the fireplace with little ornaments all around it. On one side were little fairies, little mermaids, unicorns… all of the most pure and good creatures were engraved into the mantle. But on the other side, where the not pure and not so good creatures, were the little goblins, chimeras… some of the most evil creatures there were alive. Above the good and the bad creatures that were separated by engraved thestrals. A symbol of peace between each side. Even though most couldn't see them, only the ones that had seen death could see them. And above them was a beautiful angel above them with a form of writing engraved under the angel.

It looks like Latin, Lily thought. If only I could know what it meant.

She then could see the thestrals. They were beautiful creatures. They were calling out to her, but she couldn't tell what they were saying.

What are they saying? Lily thought. Are they trying to tell me what the form of Latin says?

She began to hear her and James's voices upstairs in her room.

“Lily, are you sure I didn't make a fool out of myself when I tripped over that curb in front of your mother?” James asked.

“James, don't worry about it,” Lily chuckled, “she adores you. Nothing to worry about. I promise. And to be honest, I think she likes you more than Petunia.”

He smiled then kissed her on the forehead and said, “I love you Lily.”

She smiled as she said, “I love you too.”

“I was looking at the mantle earlier, under the angel there was Latin writing. Do you know what it means? I think I know,” James said.

Finally, I might get to know what it means, Lily thought.

“No, I don't. No one in the family would tell me. I just thought that they didn't even know. Why, what do you think it means?” Lily asked.

“I'm not sure. Something about this is a pure family line. You can copy the inscription and then we'll look it up later,” James said.

I'm a pureblood? I'm definitely looking this up for sure, Lily thought.

Suddenly, she began to feel herself pull out of the vision as she woke up to see James, Sarah, Nicole, and Sirius surrounded in front of her.

Chapter 4 continued…

Part 2: Pureblood Surely Exists

“Lily?” James asked.

“James! We must go to my parents' home,” Lily said.

James now, who was by her side said, “Lily, why?”

“James, just take me there. I'll explain when we get there,” Lily said as she grabbed his hand and apparated there.

Soon they appeared at the house, of course empty.

“Lily, tell me what this about,” James said as they entered the living room.

“James, back there, I had a vision. Well, sort of. I had glimpses of our past and part of the past that I or you weren't in. The mantle, do you remember the mantle?” Lily asked.

“The mantle? Lily, what are you talking about?” James asked.

She then took his hand and led him to the mantle.

As she got there, she stood and stopped in shock.

“Lily, what's wrong?” James asked.

Still no answer.

“Lily?” James asked again.

“I...I... don't you see them?” Lily stuttered.

He looked and saw nothing.

“Lily, are you feeling ok?” James asked.

~*~*~* From Lily's point of view *~*~*~

In front of Lily, she saw old people. She started to recognize some of the people; her ancestors.

“James, I can see my ancestors! Maybe I can find out from them what that inscription says,” Lily said.

James still confused said, “You were trying to figure out what it said? I thought we figured that out.”

“No, James we didn't. This is what part of my vision was, about the mantle I mean,” Lily said.

Lily quickly mumbled a spell on James.

James began to see what she was seeing.

~*~

From both point of views

~*~

“Lily? Am I seeing what I think I'm seeing?” James asked.

“Yes, James. You are,” Lily said.

I wonder if they can talk to us, Lily thought.

“Yes, dear we can,” one of Lily's ancestors answered Lily's thoughts.

“Could you please tell me what that inscription says? No one in my family, or at least the ones that I knew,” Lily said pointing to her mother, “never would tell me what it meant.”

“Lily, I never told you because I myself didn't know. I was kept from that information too,” Lily's mother said pointing to her own mother.

“Ok, then which one of you does know? Or does the pattern consist of not knowing, from mother to daughter?” Lily asked.

“Lily,” the original owners of the home said, “your great-great-grandmother could explain that. Go on Lizzie. Explain to your great-great granddaughter why she never knew that our bloodline is pure.”

Ahh, so now the pieces are coming together, Lily thought.

“One of the most pure lines there ever was and the strongest too. Too bad, the Malfoy line is true too. Rotten people they are. Only the youngest one that just had a child is the only one that's good,” the original pair's husband said, “go on Lizzie. You owe your daughter, granddaughter, and your great-granddaughter an explanation.”

“Yes,” Lizzie said, “I do.”

Lizzie looked at Lily and then James and then back to Lily.

“Susan, Jenny, Lily,” Lizzie said looking at the three, “the reason why you never knew about your heritage is mainly for such a stupid reason. Your father, Susan wouldn't even hear of listening to my telling him of my heritage. I know your father was a good man, but he just simply couldn't understand me, or at least that part of me. So, being the man he was he forbid me to even say anything furthermore about the matter. Did you ever wonder why at the time when you turned 11 years old, why I suddenly turned into a totally different person? The reason for that was because I had received your letter from Hogwarts and had to make sure that you never went. It wasn't easy, but I was afraid of what your father would have done if he found out about it. I'm sorry, I know that doesn't sound so sympathetic but it's the truth. Please accept it.”

“Mother, it's ok. I understand. There's one thing you never knew from me as well. My husband was a wizard. I just never knew it until after he died,” Susan said, “Jenny, I'm sorry I never told you about your father. It was just hard to accept, even though I myself didn't know I was a witch.”

“I understand, but I'm afraid I've broken the pure blood line,” Jenny said.

“No dear you didn't. Luckily for us, you too, were kept from two secrets like your mother. Your husband was too scared to say anything about his pure line to you, thinking of how you'd react. The one that only could of broken that line is your other daughter, Petunia. Unfortunately, there's a bad egg in each generation. All of us can back that fact up,” the oldest woman in the family said.

“So, are line is still pure?” Jenny asked.

“Yes, Jenny it is,” Lizzie answered.

Lily taking all of this in said, “So that's one of the reasons why our children are so strong, magic wise? Because of two pureblood lines that were the strongest good lines ever that happened to bond together and became even stronger?”

“Yes, Lily it is. We have some information for your whole family and for your granddaughter too. Lily, James,” Sarah, the oldest of them said looking at them, “since you two are one of the strongest Tacitus Imperiums alive, would you please bring your whole family here?”

“I'm not sure how to do that,” Lily said.

“Lily, how could you forget how powerful our powers are when we are joined together? Remember? Like this,” James said as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

From one of Lily's ancestors, you could hear say, “Those Potters' were always the romantic type. I was in love with one of them once.”

Should we ignore that last comment? James asked telepathically.

Yes, definitely. Now how are we going to bring the whole family here? Lily asked in the same pattern back.

Have you forgotten about our oldest two? The strongest of the bunch? Even stronger than us? James asked.

Oh, right. Harry and Sarah. Well ok, here goes. Lily said to James.

Lily then was about to start talking to Harry when Sarah interrupted her.

No need to tell us Mum, I already knew this was going to happen. Me being the seer and all. Sarah said.

Seer? What? Sarah, care to explain that to your mother and I? James asked.

Oh, Dad. Did you surely not forget your great-grandmother was a seer? How do you think I know so much? I get visions but not like Mum does. Mum, you had a seer in the family too. Lizzie is one and the one that made that last comment is too. Sarah said.

Ok Sarah. I don't need a lot of surprises like I've been getting lately, so you and Harry bring the whole family here ok? Lily asked.

Yes Mum. But you don't need Harry to do that. Even I can do that alone. So if you think I'm…Sarah started to say but was interrupted by James.

Sarah, get on with it. We don't have all day. James said.

Yes, Daddy. Sarah said.

Then before they knew it, the whole Potter clan was before them.

“Dad? You think you could stop kissing Mum for a while?” Harry asked.

James stopped kissing Lily and looked at Harry.

“Don't worry; we're quite used to that. Aren't we Lizzie?” the oldest original female of the family, Elizabeth said.

“Yes,” Lizzie said.

“Wait,” Lily said going over what was just said, “Lizzie was your husband a muggle or wizard?”

“Wizard, he was scared of saying something to me and then again like I said before I didn't get the chance to tell him that I was a witch,” Lizzie answered.

Lizzie then stepped out of her area of being transparent and went over to Rose who was in Harry's arms.

“Hello, Rose,” Lizzie said, “Harry, may I?”

“Yes,” Harry answered handing Rose over to Lizzie.

“Now, all of us need to not be transparent anymore if we're to speak a personal matter with Lily and her whole family,” Elizabeth said.

Soon all of them were standing in front of them as though they still lived their lives.

“Now, that feels better. Ok, Nicole would you please conjure up some furniture for us,” Elizabeth said.

“Here, I'll do it,” Lily said.

“No Lily. I know you can do it but I must know if Nicole can do it. Since it is going to be just her, Sarah, Cory, and Elizabeth that will continue our pureblood line, I must know what they are capable of,” Elizabeth said sternly.

“Mother! Don't be rude to Lily. She was only trying to help,” Cordelia said.

“Hush, Cordelia. I know very well what I am saying. And even though it may be that she was just trying to help I still will not allow something or someone to be in the way of another trying to prove their abilities. Too bad Sirius Black's mother went crazy, otherwise she'd agree with me,” Elizabeth said.

“You knew the Black's?” James asked.

“Yes, James we all do,” Elizabeth said, “now, Nicole if you would please?”

Soon furniture for everyone to sit on appeared.

“Nice touch Nicole. You'll please your future husband very much, that much I can say is true, very true,” Elizabeth said.

“Thank-you,” Nicole answered.

“Now back to the pureblood business. There is always a couple children in the family as they grow up, that don't end up a witch or wizard. And that's just the way Petunia, your sister Lily, ended up. Although, I'd have to say that was a marvelous sweet revenge you had on her when you came back to Harry. Even if it was a little evil of you but she did deserve it so that's ok. The only person in this family that has broken the family pureblood line I'm sorry to say but it is Harry. But no worry there, we're not like the Malfoys' who want to keep their true heritage so bad that they'd do anything to keep it true,” Elizabeth said.

“Grandmother, maybe we ought to answer Lily's first question she asked when she arrived here,” Cordelia's daughter persuaded.

“Yes, dear you are right,” Elizabeth said, “And it would be me who should tell her.”

Elizabeth looked at Lily and said, “Lily, the inscription says, `One of good nature will always remain true in their heart to their loved ones. But those who turn their ways to please the utmost evil creatures and beings will be cast out and fed to the pit of the ocean and never again be remembered'.”

“So that's what it means! Why has it been kept secret from most of us?” Lily asked.

“Well dear. Really it was just one of those things that got forgotten about. Everyone knew and so later on as the new ones came in we just assumed that everyone knew,” Elizabeth said, “any other questions?”

“No, not at the moment, no,” Lily answered.

“Anybody else?”

They all shook their heads no.

“Well, ok then. Lily, its time you undo that spell on all of them. Only you and Harry will still be able to see us, since you two are the only one's that have actually seen death,” Elizabeth said.

“Yes ma'am,” Lily said.

She then mumbled a reversal spell and they disappeared from their eyes. Well, except two of them.

“Hey! Where'd they go? Grandma Lizzie was cool!” Rose said.

“Oh, sweetie. They couldn't stay long. Eventually, everyone has to go away,” Harry said going over to Rose.

“Daddy where's mommy?” Rose asked.

Lily looked to Harry.

Harry looked to Lily and then Rose.

“Come here Rosey-Rose. We'll go back to Mummy. Mum does this place have the network?” Harry asked.

“Yes, Harry we do. Upstairs, first room on the left,” Cordelia answered him.

“Ok, Mum I'm guessing you heard that too?” Harry asked.

“Yes, I did. Let's go,” Lily answered.

They then headed up the stairs and into the upstairs living room.

“Ready Rosey-Rose?” Harry asked.

“Yep,” Rose answered as she clung onto Harry as she swung her arms around his neck.

“Alright then,” Harry said as he stepped into the fireplace, grabbed some floo powder and said, “Potter Manor!”

And then they were gone.

“Did he just say, `Potter Manor'?” Lily asked.

“Yes, he did my dear. That he did. That's their new home,” James answered.

“Why didn't I know this?” Lily asked.

“They only started moving yesterday. You were still knocked out by your vision. Which by the way, you didn't tell me what it was about,” James said.

“Oh, well, it was mostly about the past. It doesn't make sense but instead of seeing the future it showed me the past. It started out with my mum and Petunia arguing over you, then it went to our seventh year Christmas, we were down there by the mantle, talking about how you tripped over the curb when you first got here and before I heard our voices in the next room I thought I heard voices from the engraved creatures on the mantle, as if they were trying to tell me something,” Lily said.

By now, all the other Potter children were out of the area and already home.

“That's because we were channeling through them to get through to you Lily. We thought if you had some suspicions about what we told you earlier than you would come. And you did. Our plan was a success,” Susan said.

Chapter 5: Future Events Completed

It was now the middle of May when a painful night came to Hermione Potter. She was in the living room all alone with her tea in her hands as she sipped it when she felt a twinge of pain go through her stomach like wildfire. She sat the tea cup down on the saucer on the nightstand and tried to relax before she went to Harry. Harry was in bed asleep. It was about eleven o-clock at night when Hermione came in and started shaking him senseless.

“Harry! Please wake up!” Hermione said as she began to wake him.

“Hermione? Shouldn't you be in bed with me asleep?” Harry asked.

“Harry, the baby's coming. Let's go please?” Hermione asked trying to get him out of bed.

“Ok, I'll go get the bag and then take you to the hospital. Which one do you want to go to? Muggle or St.Mungo's?” Harry asked.

“Uh, St.Mungo's,” Hermione answered.

“Hermione are you sure? After what you told Draco about Muggle hospitals, you want to go through what Ginny went through with them?” Harry asked.

“Harry, don't start asking questions,-“ Hermione said as pain swept through her like lightning, “when there isn't enough time. St.Mungo's is fine, now let's GO!”

“Right,” Harry said.

“Wait,” Hermione said as Harry was about to apparate her to the hospital.

“What?” Harry asked.

“Rose. What about Rose? We can't just leave her here,” Hermione said now feeling fine as if nothing had happened.

“I'll see if Ron can watch her or Ginny and Draco,” Harry said, as he got up and started to head for the living room.

“Oh no, you're not leaving my sight. Have Ginny or Draco come here to get her. I don't care if its eleven- o-clock at night, you're still not leaving me,” Hermione said.

“Ok, I'll go to the fireplace and talk to them,” Harry said as he began to leave the room.

“Oh no you don't, you can use this fireplace in our room. Perhaps you didn't hear me earlier. YOU aren't leaving MY sight,” Hermione said stopping him in is tracks.

“Alright,” Harry said as he went over to the fireplace.

~*~*~

“Ginny, I love you,” Draco said as he wrapped her in her arms and began to nibble at her neck.

“I love you too Draco,” Ginny said back as she began kissing him.

“Uh, Draco… Ginny?” Harry asked from the fireplace, “sorry to interrupt but I need one of you to come and get Rose. Hermione's in labor and I need to get her to the hospital.”

Draco groaned as Ginny said, “Oh hush! It'll be alright. I'll go get her.”

“Ginny!” Draco whined softly, “we were just getting started.”

He gave her the puppy dog face.

“No! Don't,” Ginny said then turned her attention to Harry's head in the fireplace, “Harry is Rose still asleep?”

“Yes, as far as I know,” Harry said.

“You go ahead with Hermione then I'll be there as soon as I can to get her,” Ginny said.

“Thanks Ginny,” Harry said and then he was gone.

“Ginny, why did you have to say yes to him?” Draco whined, “I thought we were gonna get busy on getting a sibling for Adrian.”

“Oh, I know what you want but I'm going to help Hermione,” Ginny said as he gave her the puppy dog face again and while she got up and began to dress, “And that look isn't going to stop me, watch Adrian for me.”

She went out of their room and into the living room. She stepped into the fireplace, took a pinch of floo powder and as she threw it down she said, “Potter Manor!”

Back in their room you could hear Draco moaning as he got up and went to Adrian and then prepared a place for Rose in another room.

~*~*~

“Harry, let's go… NOW!” Hermione said as Harry emerged his head from the fireplace.

“Ok, hold on,” Harry said as he grabbed her hand, which she immediately squeezed to death and apparated them to the hospital.

“Hi, I was expecting you,” a nurse said as she pointed towards a wheelchair, “here you go honey. Just sit right in this and I'll take real good care of you. By the way, my name is Paige. Let's go shall we?”

“Uh, yes,” Hermione said, “but he comes with me.”

“Oh don't worry honey. Of course he's coming with you. After the last patient came in like this, the nurse who wouldn't let her husband in until she finally gave into her crankiness; got fired. Her husband really is the one who got her fired,” Paige said trying to ease her mind off the pain as she wheeled her into a room.

“Draco got the nurse fired?” Harry asked.

“You know Draco Malfoy? Well yes he did. I wouldn't blame him. That nurse was an old hag anyways,” Paige said, “Ok Hermione, what I'm about to do, please don't be scared. Just take my hand and hold on tight.”

Hermione took her hand.

Paige then orbed Hermione to the bed.

“Whoa, what just happened?” Hermione asked.

“Oh, I thought you knew me. I'm Paige. Paige Matthews. I'm a witch but just a different kind of witch. I orbed you onto the bed to make it a little bit easier on you,” Paige explained.

“Oh ok. When is the doctor coming in?” Hermione asked as she gripped her stomach and suddenly felt as if she couldn't breathe.

“Hermione, just breathe. In and out, in and out,” Paige repeated.

Soon Hermione was breathing comfortably again.

“You're in for a rough night. So it'll be a while before the doctor comes in. I'll be back in to check on you in about fifteen, twenty minutes or so,” Paige said as she then orbed out of the room.

“I'm really going to have to get used to this orbing thing,” Hermione said as she then gripped Harry's hand in pain.

~*~*~

Ginny landed in the Harry and Hermione's fireplace with a hard thud.

“Ouch!” Ginny said softly trying to not wake Rose up and end up resulting to scaring her.

She quietly got up and went in search of Rose's room.

She found that it wasn't far from the master bedroom.

Yikes, I wonder how Rose is gonna like that when she gets older. Ginny thought as she went down the hallway, I know I wouldn't. In fact, I didn't.

She entered Rose's room quietly and went over to her bed and turned on a small lamp shade.

“Sweetie? Rose? Could you wake up for me?” Ginny said softly.

Rose began to stir a little.

“Aunt Ginny?” Rose said groggily.

“Yes, sweetie it's me. I need you to come with me ok?” Ginny asked the sleepy girl.

“Ok,” Rose said as she went right back into her pillow.

“Rose!” Ginny said softly.

Might as well let her sleep while I pack a bag for her, Ginny thought.

Soon she had the bag packed and ready to go. Now just getting Rose was the trick.

“Rose, sweetie? Come on, wake up,” Ginny said.

“Ok, where are we going?” Rose asked half asleep.

“You're going to come and stay with me for a while ok?” Ginny asked.

“I can't stay with Mummy and Daddy?” Rose whined as she began to wake up.

Oh boy, Ginny thought, how am I going to answer that one?

“You are dear, right as soon as the new baby comes home, ok?” Ginny asked.

“Ok,” Rose said and then asked Ginny a question that she didn't want to answer, “Aunt Ginny?”

“Hmm? What sweetie?” Ginny responded.

“Where do babies come from?” Rose asked.

Ginny's face went white, afraid of what to say she just said the first thing that came to her mind, “Sweetie, you can ask your Uncle Draco that when we get there ok? He'll tell you.”

“Ok, let's go. Will I get to see Adreen?” Rose asked.

“Yes, you'll get to see Adrian. Probably tomorrow morning at breakfast ok?” Ginny asked.

“Ok. Could you carry me over there that way I can sleep?” Rose asked.

“Sure,” Ginny said as she picked her bag up and then picked Rose up and left the room with Rose already asleep on her shoulder.

Aww! She's so sweet and cute. I want a baby girl like her, Ginny thought as she came nearer to the fireplace, Draco would love that.

She stepped in and said, “Malfoy Manor, my room!”

And they were gone.

~*~*~

She landed with a thud on her backside as she came to her room.

“Aunt Ginny! You woke me up!” Rose said.

“I know dear, I'm sorry about that,” Ginny said.

“Ginny?” Draco asked as Adrian was fussing madly.

“Yes I'm over here. I never could land right when using the floo network,” Ginny answered.

Draco sat Adrian down on the bed as he still continued to fuss at him wanting Ginny and went to help her up.

“Come here Rosey-Rose,” Draco said.

She went into his arms as Ginny got up and went to Adrian.

“Uncle Draco?” Rose asked.

“Hmm?” Draco responded.

“Where do babies come from?” Rose asked.

Draco went silent with fear of what she had just asked.

“Uncle Draco! Where do they come from?” Rose asked again getting impatient.

Draco looked over to Ginny for help.

“Don't look at me, she asked you not me. Besides I have to feed Adrian. Thought he'd be off of this midnight feeding thing by now,” Ginny said, “you go tuck her into bed.”

Draco looked at her again.

“Go,” Ginny ordered.

“Uncle Draco! Aunt Ginny said you would tell me!” Rose said.

Draco gave Ginny a cold hard piercing stare as he left the room.

She smiled as he left the room.

He'll be ok, Ginny thought. Besides, I have to feed Adrian.

~*~*~

“Harry!” Hermione said as pain swept over her body.

“I'm right here Hermione. You can do this,” Harry said as she squeezed the life out of his hand.

“Harry, I can't do this. I just can't,” Hermione said.

“Yes you can Hermione. You're almost there,” Harry said.

“Harry, I…” Hermione began to say as the pain swept over her.

“That's it Hermione, keep going. You're almost there, I promise,” Harry assured her.

“Just a little further Hermione and I promise this will all be over,” the doctor said appearing before them.

She cried while she desperately clung onto Harry as she pushed with all the energy she had left.

She tried to stop just to take a breathier.

“Hermione! You can't stop now!” Harry said, “Come on just a little further and this'll all be over.”

She began to push with what energy she had left and through the awkward silence that followed a sound of a baby's cries filled the air.

“You did it,” Harry said as he kissed her sweaty forehead.

“We did it,” Hermione corrected him.

“Congratulations, you have a baby girl,” the doctor said as he handed her to Paige and then to Hermione.

“She's beautiful `Mione,” Harry said.

“Yes she is,” Hermione answered.

“Like her mother,” Harry said kissing her cheek.

You don't suppose she's telepathic do you? Harry asked telepathically.

“Harry, please no telepathic skills tonight or whatever it is right now,” Hermione said.

“Sure, I love you Hermione,” Harry said.

“And I love you Harry,” Hermione said as they gazed at their newborn daughter.

“What shall we name her?” Harry asked.

“I don't know. Let's wait to name her ok?” Hermione asked.

“Sure,” Harry said.

~*~*~

Ginny then picked up Adrian in her arms, which he immediately soothed down, and settled in the chair. It was a nice comfortable green chair that once you sat in it, you were sunk. It could literally put you to sleep.

She undid her shirt a little and then let part of her bra loose so that Adrian could be fed. She never thought she'd be doing this one-day. But here she was doing exactly that. She felt wonderful. She wanted another baby. She wanted Draco. But she knew that only after three months after having him that she needed to wait, for her sake and for her insanity.

“There you go, sweetie,” Ginny said as Adrian began to calm down.

On the other side of the room, stood Draco watching his wife feeding his son. It was a beautiful site to see. The gaze on her face was almost breathtaking as she fed him. He wanted her, again. But he also knew that if he had to be in a delivery room in about nine months timing to now, he'd be facing Ginny's wrath. That wasn't always what he wanted to receive from her.

Ginny finally caught on to his staring at her and said, “Come here.”

“What?” Draco asked.

“I said, come here. I want you to feel something,” Ginny said.

He went over to her and sat down next to her in the chair beside her.

“Draco, get in front of me,” Ginny said.

“What?” Draco asked.

“Don't make me repeat it again,” Ginny said getting irritated.

He immediately, got in front of her and bent down on his knees and stared into her brown eyes.

She reached for his hand.

“Draco, I want you to feel something,” Ginny said as she led his hand to a little from the right from where Adrian's head was resting as he was being fed.

“Feel that?” Ginny asked.

“Vibration?” Draco asked.

“Yes that,” Ginny said with a warm glow to her eyes.

Draco then looked up towards Ginny and then raised himself up to her mouth, his hand still where it was before, and kissed her.

She needed that. She hadn't had that in a while. She instantly responded to his kiss hungrily and deepened the kiss.

They didn't break apart until Ginny felt something going on where Adrian was. Whatever it was, it hurt.

She broke away and said softly, “Oww!”

A few tears started to roll on her cheek.

“What? What is it?” Draco asked taking his thumb and smoothing the tears away.

“Adrian. I think he fell asleep and ended up biting me,” Ginny said looking down at Adrian.

Draco looked down at Adrian. There was a bit of a red mark on her from where Adrian had bit her.

Adrian was just now starting to teeth. He had two on the top and two on the bottom so far.

“Oh here,” Draco said as he gently shook Adrian.

Ginny then started to pull Adrian away from her. He started to fuss again.

“Oh great!” Ginny said as she brought Adrian back as she began to cry.

“Here,” Draco said as he began to pull him away from her gently.

He started to fuss again.

“No, let him finish. If we don't then we'll be up all night listening to his cries,” Ginny said as she brought him back once again giving in to his cries.

He immediately relaxed as Ginny nursed him.

“I'll be right back,” Draco said getting irritated.

“Ok,” Ginny said.

A few minutes later, Draco came back in the room with a bottle of milk in his hand.

“Draco, he's never used one of those,” Ginny said.

“Never better time than the present Ginny,” Draco said, “you want your sleep don't you?”

“Yes I do but-“

“No buts, he is going to take the bottle and you're coming to bed. I'm not going to allow having a wife that is barely awake in the mornings because of our son keeping her up half the night without a pretty damn good reason,” Draco said.

“Draco! Not to where he can hear you say that!” Ginny said, “Hand me that.”

He handed her the bottle.

“Now, you gently pull him away from me while I try to get him to take this thing,” Ginny said.

Draco began to pull Adrian away as he began to fuss.

Ginny wrapped him into her arms and she began to put the bottle up to his mouth. Hoping that he would take it.

He took it.

“Thank-goodness! He was starting to bite me again,” Ginny said.

Soon his little fingers began to wrap around the bottle.

“Hand him over,” Draco said.

“What?” Ginny asked.

“Hand him over to me. I'll stay up with him. You go to bed. Now,” Draco said.

“Draco-“

“No, go to bed,” Draco ordered.

“Alright,” Ginny said giving in, “But I want something first.”

“What?” Draco asked.

“This,” Ginny said as she kissed him.

“Now go to bed,” Draco said.

She handed him to Draco who was standing up as she got up.

“Sweet dreams my sweet,” Draco said as he received Adrian into his arms.

She then kissed him once more and then went to bed.

He then sat on the couch nearest to Adrian's crib.

He watched his son as he took the bottle.

He watched Ginny as she strolled over to their bed.

As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out.

He began to speak to Adrian softly and quietly, “You've wore your mother out you know?”

Adrian cooed as Draco spoke to his son.

“So when are you going to stop this midnight snacks? Huh?” Draco asked.

Adrian squirmed as Draco had spoken.

Adrian started to push the bottle away as he began to fall asleep.

It's about bloody time! Draco thought.

He gently got up and then laid him down in his crib. He instantly went to sleep where he was.

Ron was right, he isn't a light sleeper like Ginny is, Draco thought as he chuckled lightly.

He then went over to Ginny and slid in next to her and put his arms around her as she adjusted to his touch.

“I love you Draco,” Ginny mumbled half asleep.

“I love you too sweetie,” Draco said back the same method of speaking.

~*~*~

“Harry, we have to name her,” Hermione insisted.

“Hermione for the last time this early morning, no we don't. And we won't right now. Neither one of us can think straight as it is. I personally think we will be able to come up with a name after we have some rest. Goodness knows you need it. Let your body rest and just go to sleep, ok?” Harry asked, “and no arguing. Go to sleep.”

“Alright, I give in,” Hermione said but still her thought were still focusing on names.

“Good,” Harry said.

As Harry began to drift to sleep Hermione said, “That's it!”

“What's it?” Harry asked startled by her sudden out cry.

“Her name, it's great. Don't you think?” Hermione asked.

“Hermione, maybe you should tell me the name first,” Harry said groggily.

“Lily, no Lillian Marie Potter,” Hermione said looking at her daughter.

“That's great Hermione. Lillian, is now asleep so it's only fair that we get to sleep, ok?” Harry asked.

“Harry, how come you don't sound as thrilled as I feel?” Hermione asked.

“Hermione, I am. I love her to death and I love you and Rose but once in a while even you need some shut-eye time,” Harry said.

“You're right. I am feeling lifeless right about now,” Hermione said as she began to drift away to sleep.

AN: thanks for the reviews. and I'm sorry if it seems as if I have this baby extravaganza going but I need these chapters to be first in order to start the next couple of years, including Rose, Lillian, Adrian and the others at Hogwarts.

Chapter 7: Weasley Temper and the Tories Sudcattle

Ginny was already in the kitchen making breakfast when Harry appeared before her.

“Hello Harry,” Ginny said.

“Hello Ginny,” Harry said, “How's Rose?”

“She's still asleep I assume,” Ginny answered, “How's Hermione?”

“She's sleeping at the hospital right now,” Harry answered.

“What time was the baby born?” Ginny asked.

“About five hours ago, 4:21 am,” Harry answered.

“Harry James Potter! Go back to Hermione or get some sleep. I don't think you want Rose to see you all grumpy, and with about less than 3 or 4 hours of sleep probably,” Ginny ordered.

“Ginny, I'm fine,” Harry pleaded.

“Harry GO. Don't show your face back here until you've had at least a full day's rest in you. Now GO!” Ginny ordered.

“Ginny-“

“Harry, don't argue with her. A redhead's wrath isn't a match for you. For that matter, neither is it for me,” Draco said as he came in carrying Adrian in his arms.

“Right, see you later,” Harry said.

“Wait,” Ginny said.

“What?” Harry asked.

“What's the baby's name?” Ginny asked.

“Oh, Lillian Marie,” Harry answered, “bye.”

Then he left and went to Hermione.

“Morning,” Draco said to Ginny as he sat down with Adrian in his arms still asleep.

“Morning, I hope Adrian didn't keep you up much longer than he had to,” Ginny said.

“You really didn't have a clue as to what time it was that I finally came back to you with my arms around you as you slept do you?” Draco asked.

“Was I sleep-deprived that much?” Ginny asked.

“Oh, don't worry about it. You seem to be awake enough,” Draco said.

“That sure isn't the way I feel. Why don't you go put Adrian back in his crib and bring Rose in here for breakfast,” Ginny said.

“Alright,” Draco said, “But I want something first.”

“What?” Ginny asked.

“This,” Draco said as he kissed her.

“Mmm,” Ginny groaned.

“Ginny, I want another child,” Draco said.

“So, do I, but not right away. Let's wait another couple of months, wait until Adrian is at least a little bit older ok?” Ginny asked.

“Alright, wouldn't want you to be getting fat on me again so soon,” Draco said with a smirk on his face.

“Why you little conniving trickster, Draco Malfoy you are going to wish you hadn't of said that,” Ginny said.

“Oh? Am I really?” Draco asked, “Seems you're the one who told Rose to ask me that little embarrassing question.”

“You obviously made it though. You're still here,” Ginny said.

Before he could respond, Ginny had begun to kiss him.

Outside, it was raining. Pouring was more like it. But the sense of rain always made Ginny relax more. It was a sign of peace was on the way.

Ginny emerged from the kiss, grabbed his hand and said, “Come on, let's go outside.”

“Ginny, it's raining cats and dogs basically out there,” Draco said.

“Oh come on. Don't tell me you never played in the rain?” Ginny asked.

Draco didn't say anything. Ginny's face went to a shock as if it was a crime to not play in the rain.

“Come on, it's fun. You're missing out if you don't,” Ginny said and then led him towards the back door beside the kitchen windows.

“Ginny, what about Adrian and Rose?” Draco asked.

“Well, I'll be right back then,” Ginny said as she scooped up Adrian in her arms and headed back towards her room.

She gently laid him down in his crib, pulled a small cover over his little body and apparated to Draco.

“Whoa,” Draco said as Ginny startled him.

“Sorry,” Ginny said, “Come on let's go.”

She then grabbed his hand and apparated outside directly under the rain from the skies above their heads.

Ginny started to twirl as the rain fell from the sky.

She looked at Draco. He was just standing there.

“Come on, don't tell me you've never twirled before,” Ginny said as she took a hold of his hands and began to twirl around and around and eventually falling to the ground tumbling over each other laughing uncontrollably.

He looked at her.

She's beautiful, Draco thought.

They were still lying on the ground while the rain fell.

He leaned into her and kissed her gently.

He could hear the moans in her the back of her throat as he kissed her.

Her mouth tasted sweet like honey.

He started to nibble at her neck.

“Draco, we can't,” Ginny said as he began to nibble her skin lightly.

“Sure we can Ginny,” Draco said still continuing.

“No Draco we can't. Not here or now. I've still got,” Ginny said as she started to remember that she was cooking breakfast before they went playing in the rain, “oh my! Breakfast! Still on stove!”

She then apparated out of Draco's arms and into the kitchen.

Surprisingly, nothing was burning. Everything was already set on the table ready to be eaten.

“What? How?” Ginny asked in amazement.

“Ginny, I thought you said you weren't done cooking?” Draco asked.

“I wasn't. I didn't do this,” Ginny said.

“Well who did?” Draco asked.

“I don't know,” Ginny said, “Draco?”

“Yes?” Draco answered.

“I'm scared. Something doesn't seem right. Does it seem a little too quiet to you?” Ginny asked.

“Now that you mention it, yes it does. You check on Rose. I'll check on Adrian,” Draco said.

Draco turned to start walking towards his room when Ginny apparated to Rose's room.

In less than five seconds she was right back in front of him.

“Rose is still here,” Ginny said as she then apparated to their bedroom.

She appeared in their bedroom. She walked over to Adrian's crib.

“HE'S NOT HERE!” Ginny yelled, “WHERE IS HE?”

She began to cry.

Draco, who heard her screams apparated to her side and pulled her towards him as she cried.

“Draco, he's gone,” Ginny sobbed.

“Shh…” Draco said, “We'll find him.”

“Hold on, there's a note in his crib,” Ginny sobbed.

Draco picked it up and read…

Don't worry, I'll keep your son safe. I won't harm him, yet. Nice little snogging session you two had just earlier.

“Draco, what are we going to do?” Ginny sobbed.

“Ginny, stay with Rose. I'll be right back ok?” Draco asked.

“No! You are not leaving me! Don't you dare leave me alone Draco!” Ginny said.

“Ginny take Rose with you and go to Ron,” Draco said sternly.

“Draco, I'm scared,” Ginny trembled with tears falling down her cheeks.

“I know sweetheart,” Draco said as he gathered her into his arms and kissed her forehead and then said, “Now go get Rose and go to Ron. You'll be safe with Ron. Just explain to him what's going on and I'll be back shortly.”

“Ok, don't be too long,” Ginny said as she apparated to Rose and then gathered her up and went to the fireplace and said, “Ron's Flat!”

“Ginny! What on earth?” Ron asked alarmed at seeing Ginny in tears with Rose in her arms.

He took her from her arms and handed Rose to Fred, who was right next to him.

“Gin, what's the matter?” Ron asked.

She burst into tears as Ron pulled her towards him and let her cry it out whatever it was that was troubling her so much as he put his arms around her.

“Gin, what's wrong?” Ron asked again once she was a little more stable than before.

“Ron, Adrian… he's…gone,” Ginny said as she burst into tears again.

“Ginny, what do you mean by gone?” Ron said as he pulled her out of his embrace and looked her straight into her eyes.

“We were playing in the rain while they were still asleep and I came back in thinking the food from breakfast was burning. When I got there, the food wasn't burning. Everything was set on the table. I hadn't even of finished cooking and there it was already finished and on the table. I told Draco it seemed a little too quiet, so we agreed for me to check on Rose while he checked on Adrian. I apparated to Rose and then back to Draco. Rose was still asleep and then I apparated to Adrian's crib. He…” Ginny paused, “he… wasn't in… his crib. He's been kidnapped. We found a note in his crib saying that whoever it was would keep him safe and not harm him… yet.”

She burst into tears again as Ron held her tight in his arms while he rubbed her back.

~*~*~

Draco then apparated to Harry and Hermione at the hospital.

“Draco! What in the world?” Hermione asked holding Lillian with a small bottle of milk in her hand that was feeding her.

“I'm sorry to interrupt you two but you need to take Rose back or take her to your parents' Harry. If she stays with us, she's in danger,” Draco said.

“Danger? Everything was fine this morning when I was there,” Harry said now alarmed.

“Yes. Ginny came back in thinking the food was burning and noticed that it was already on the table and waiting. Ginny jumped to the quickest way to check on Rose, which was to apparate to her room. She was still asleep when Ginny checked on her. She apparated back to me to tell me that before I got the chance to move, then she apparated to our bedroom. That's when I heard her screams. Adrian's missing. The only person I can think of that would have taken him would be my father but he's already in Azkaban. Ginny took Rose and went to Ron's flat, so if you want to go get her I understand,” Draco said.

“No, she's safe there with Ron,” Harry said.

“Was there any note or anything left behind?” Hermione asked taking all of this in.

“Yes there was a note that said, `don't worry, I'll keep your son safe. I won't harm him, yet',” Draco said imitating what the letter said, leaving out that little last part.

“Did you perform a spell on it to see who it was from?” Hermione asked.

“No,” Draco said.

“Do you have the note with you?” Hermione asked.

“Yes, I do,” Draco answered back, handing it to her.

She muttered the spell with her wand and the name appeared before her.

She gasped.

“What is it Hermione?” Draco asked.

“It's Kreacher,” Hermione said.

“What?” Draco said.

“It's Kreacher,” Hermione repeated.

“Excuse me, I've suddenly got to go strangle an elf,” Draco said.

“Draco! Where are you going?” Harry asked.

“Where else? To strangle that little,-“

“Draco! Not to where Lillian can hear you swear,” Hermione scolded him.

“Sorry. I've got to now,” Draco said.

“Draco, wait!” Harry said.

“What is it?” Draco asked getting irritated.

“Go to Ginny and take her with you. She'd love to pulverize that creature to a pulp and scare it out of its mind,” Harry answered.

Draco smirked at Harry's comment and said, “Thanks. I'll go to Ginny.”

And then he was gone.

“Harry, maybe you'd better follow him,” Hermione suggested.

“Good idea,” Harry said as he kissed her forehead and then Lillian's forehead, “I'll be back soon.”

“Ok,” Hermione said.

Then Harry was gone.

~*~*~

Ginny was still in tears when Draco arrived.

“Ginny! I think I've found Adrian,” Draco said as she went into his arms.

“Where?” Ginny asked now very aware of what was going on.

“Before you say anything Draco, I'd suggest that Ron and I go with you,” Harry said appearing in the room.

“Where is he?” Ginny asked.

“Alright you two can come,” Draco said.

“WHERE'S ADRIAN?” Ginny demanded with her famous Weasley temper climbing heights.

Yikes! Redhead temper flarin' away. Not good. Ron thought as he flinched when hearing Ginny's voice start to speak up louder and louder.

Draco grabbed a hold of Ginny and apparated them to the Manor.

“The manor? What are we doing here?” Ginny asked.

“KREACHER!” Draco yelled.

“Kreacher?” Ginny asked questionably.

Immediately, Kreacher appeared.

“Where is he?” Draco asked.

“YOU TOOK ADRIAN?” Ginny asked in rage.

“Yes I did. And you won't find out where he is either,” Kreacher said.

“WHERE IS HE?” Ginny yelled at him.

“Not telling,” Kreacher said.

“Kreacher! You tell Ginny right now or you'll be in more danger than you can shake a stick at,” Harry said now appearing with Ron in the Manor.

“I don't care you'll never know where he is,” Kreacher said.

Before Kreacher knew it, Ginny was literally strangling him.

“Ginny!” Draco said as he pried her away from Kreacher, “Kreacher, unless you want Ginny here, to strangle you again then I'd suggest you start talkin'.”

“No,” Kreacher said and then disappeared.

“NO! KREACHER YOU COME BACK HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!” Ginny yelled as Draco held her back.

“Ginny,” Draco said.

“NO!” Ginny yelled.

“Ginny!” Draco said getting her to calm down a bit.

“I'll get him,” a voice said.

“Sarah?” Harry asked.

“Yes Harry, it's me. I can get him back. But I need you to come with me,” Sarah said.

“Ok, Draco, Ginny. We'll be back,” Harry said.

And then they were gone.

“Come on Ginny, let's go sit down,” Draco said.

They were in the kitchen.

“Wait,” Ginny said.

He stopped as she went over to the table and with the wave of her hand; dishes on the table with food on them went flying towards the wall.

Both Ron and Draco flinched as they heard the dishes going flying into the wall.

By now, it was thundering hard outside.

With the wave of her hand the door flew open and out she went, madder than heck. Eyes glazing redder than ever.

Draco watched as she practically flew out the door and then started rising in the air towards the storm.

“Ginny!” Draco yelled as he went after her in the rain.

“Draco!” Ron yelled after him, “Don't go after her! It's dangerous!”

“What do you mean it's dangerous? She's storming mad as it is!” Draco yelled.

“Draco, don't go after her. I mean it. You've been on the receiving end of her wrath haven't you?” Ron asked.

He nodded.

“Well, what you're witnessing is not her wrath. It's the Weasley temper in full blazing power. No one except everyone in our family knew about it. It's the one thing that could scare the living daylights out of anybody that comes across the one who is in full power with it. It hasn't come to power like that in over a century! No one knew who would end up with it in his or her blood so no one mentioned it often but on rare occasion. Trust me you don't want to be in the way of her path right now,” Ron said holding Draco back.

“But when will she come back down?” Draco asked.

“When she emotionally cools off,” Ron said, “Once she sees that Adrian is back where he belongs she'll come back down from the raging storm raging inside of her.”

“How long is that going to take?” Draco asked.

“Who knows? This hasn't happened in a century. The last time it happened, it took five days before the last person who activated it came down,” Ron said.

“Great! Is there anyway to bring her down forcefully?” Draco said.

“Yes, but it'd be no use. She'd just go right back up again, but higher instead almost impossible to bring her down,” Ron said.

From outside they could hear Ginny's raging voice start to sound the air below her.

“DAMN YOU KREACHER! GIVE ME BACK MY SON!” Ginny screamed at the top of her lungs to where everybody in the wizarding world could hear her.

“Oh no! Not the Tories Sudcattle,” Ron said, muttering.

“The what?” Draco asked.

“The Tories Sudcattle. It's the next step in the full power of the Weasley temper. Instead of just rising in the air with the storm, her thoughts and words can be heard all over the wizarding world. It scared half the population of us last time it happened,” Ron said.

“WHERE IS HE? BRING HIM BACK NOW!”

The entire Weasley line appeared before them.

The ones that were living were now where Ron and Draco stood outside on the porch.

“GIVE HIM BACK!” Ginny yelled.

“Ron! Was that Ginny?” Arthur asked, looking up in the sky.

“Yes and Dad? She's fuming. She's gonna get so high that she won't be able to see Adrian back with Harry and Sarah when they return,” Ron answered.

“KREACHER! I WANT MY SON NOW!”

“That's what I was afraid of. Haven't seen some of our ancestors in awhile, guess now is a perfect time,” Arthur said as he stepped out into the rain and into the open field around where Ginny had once risen from the ground.

“What does he mean by that?” Draco asked.

“Oh, don't worry dear. The only other way to bring Ginny back down safely and not to where she could easily go right back up and higher possibly is for the last person who activated it to go up there and bring her down themselves. They'll speak with her; and everyone will be able to hear their conversation; until they come down together in peace. She might still be on a little rampage but she'll be alright,” Molly said as she went over to Draco and Ron.

~*~*~

Her thoughts were rumbling with fear and anger at the moment. She never thought that someone would take her only child from her. And now that someone did. They were in for a rude awakening. A deathly awakening.

She then pointed her hand towards an area and then lightning stuck it.

~*~*~

back down to earth..

“Ok, did she just use a lightning bolt?” Draco asked.

“Yes, dear. She did. This could get deathly if Adrian doesn't appear soon. I remember the last person ended up getting somebody killed. Not on purpose but it's still dangerous,” Molly said.

All of the Weasley brothers' plus Draco gathered around Molly as Arthur came back over to them soaking wet.

“What do we do now?” Draco asked.

“They'll appear when she needs them most. Even though she might not realize it,” Arthur said.

“Who are they?” Draco asked.

“All of our ancestors that have activated the deadly power as it were before,” Arthur said.

“Is it dangerous for Ginny?” Draco asked.

“Not really. It's only dangerous for us. We're the ones down here. Every time it thunders or when lightning strikes, it's actually Ginny who is controlling the weather with her raging emotions, temper, power, and the most dangerous, her attitude. The only way that they can't get her down until she emotionally cools off is if her blood is boiling madly, literally,” Arthur said. “It won't hurt her though.”

Right then the thunders got worse as Arthur had said that.

“DAMN IT! WHERE IS HE KREACHER?”

“See, what'd I tell you?” Arthur said, “The longer it is before Adrian appears, the worse it gets.”

“Draco!” Harry said as him and Sarah appeared.

Adrian in Sarah's arms holding tight onto her ever since he heard his mother's voice in such a rage.

He had heard his father swear before but never like Ginny was doing at the moment. She never did that. At least not to where he could hear.

“Adrian!” Draco said as he rushed over to Sarah and took him out of her arms.

“What about Kreacher?” Draco asked.

“Don't worry about him. I took care of him,” Sarah said, “let's just say that you won't have to deal with him anymore.”

“Thanks,” Draco said holding on tight to Adrian.

Again you could hear Ginny's raging voice yell, “WHERE IS HE?”

“Your welcome, now about Ginny. Isn't about time the former activators appeared?” Sarah asked.

“Yes it is,” Arthur said.

“No problem,” Sarah said.

She then snapped her fingers in the direction where they would appear and they did.

There were about a thousand of them.

“I didn't realize there were so many,” Arthur said, “You know Sarah, you and Harry are really quite a pair when it comes to magic, even if you are brother and sister.”

“Oh, not all of them are going up there to her. Only the last three are,” Sarah said as Ginny's voice filled the air again.

“KREACHER, YOU'RE DEAD MEAT! GIVE ME MY SON BACK!”

“Oh, not good when she starts making threats, we'd better get inside before this turns into a dangerous, violent storm that could kill all of us,” Arthur said.

“I PROMISE, IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO YOU WON'T LIVE TO SEE THE DAYLIGHT OF THE NEXT DAY AFTER I GET HIM BACK!”

“No,” one of the three said as they came towards them.

“You must give us the child to take up there for her to see. Otherwise it'll only get worse,” the woman said, “don't worry once he's in our hands he won't even get rained on. He's protected by us and of course by his mother once she gets him in her arms.”

She went over to Draco and took Adrian out of his arms.

She waved her hand over his face and an automatic force field from the rain went over him.

“Let's go,” a man said that was with them.

“Yes, the sooner the better,” the other woman said.

The three then walked out into the rain with Adrian. They rose from the ground and eventually to the height of where Ginny was.

“WHERE IS HE KREACHER? YOU WON'T LIVE AFTER THIS I PROMISE!” Ginny's voice sounded the wizarding world.

By now, all of the Hogwarts Professors were surrounding the area down below them.

“What's going on Arthur?” Professor McGonagall asked.

“It's Ginny. Kreacher, the house elf that used to belong to Sirius Black, kidnapped Ginny and Draco's son, and now she's storming mad with the Weasley temper plus the Tories Sudcattle in full activated power. The last three activators just went up there with Adrian to Ginny,” Arthur said.

“Oh dear. No wonder the entire castle shook with fear,” Professor McGonagall answered. “The students are all in their common rooms scared stiff. Professor Snape and I came to see what was going on.”

“How long has she been up there? Knew that Kreacher creature couldn't be trusted,” Professor Snape sneered.

“For a while now, if she doesn't come down soon, it'll be a terrible sight,” Draco said. “Professor, sorry to awake the whole wizarding world.”

“No need to apologize for that Mr.Malfoy,” Snape said. “My great-great-great-great aunt was the one killed last time this happened. She tried to help him, claiming that she loved him but yet, a lighting bolt stuck her dead.”

“Yes Professor,” Draco said.

“I do wish you wouldn't call me that anymore. You're no longer a student of mine, you may call me just Snape if you like,” Snape said.

“If you like,” Draco said. “Snape.”

~*~*~

“Ginny!” the first woman said.

“WHERE IS HE?” Ginny responded back with her eyes filled with redness and tears.

“He's right here Ginny,” the man said.

“ADRIAN!” Ginny yelled as she rushed over to them from the other side of the sky.

Adrian started crying at the sound of his mother's voice still raging mad with fury.

“Oh, Adrian. Come here. Mummy's here,” Ginny said gently as she received him into her arms.

The last three activators smiled and went back down to the ground.

“You're safe now,” Ginny cooed as she held her moment with him in her arms.

~*~*~

“Wait a minute! How come they came down and not Ginny and Adrian?” Draco asked, “I thought you said they would?”

“I did. That's what I thought,” Molly answered, “Arthur?”

“Right,” Arthur said, “Draco you'll need to go right beside the place where she first went up. Then she'll come down with Adrian in her arms with tears streaming down her face. They will still have the water repellant shield on them.”

Draco went over to the place where Ginny had risen before and stood there and looked up towards the sky as he began to see Ginny floating down with Adrian in her arms.

Finally, she came feet to the ground.

“Draco,” Ginny sobbed uncontrollably.

“Sshh,” Draco said as he pulled her towards him and said, “It'll be alright. He's safe now.”

“I could have just made things worse,” Ginny sobbed.

“Ginny, you didn't though,” Draco said.

“But I could have. That power can be deadly to everyone in the wizarding world. It's killed people before,” Ginny sobbed.

“Ginny take a hold of yourself. All that's important is that you didn't and that you and Adrian are safe,” Draco said.

By now, all of the other Weasley's and Harry and Sarah had disappeared.

“Come on, let's go inside,” Draco said.

He led her inside while she continued to shake a bit.

He led her into their room.

He took Adrian from her grasp and laid him in his crib.

He then went over to Ginny, who was now about to lose it, and wrapped his arms around her as she burst into tears.

He held her tight as she cried.

She began to fall asleep in his hold of her.

He gently picked her up and then laid her down on the bed and pulled a cover over her while she slept.

Chapter 8: Girl Talk

“Draco?” Ginny asked later in the night.

He just happened to be awake at the moment.

“Hmmm,” Draco answered.

“Good, you're awake,” Ginny said as she took his hand and apparated to another room.

“Ginny? What are you doing?” Draco asked.

She looked into his beautiful gray eyes and said, “I want another baby.”

“I thought you said you wanted to wait until Adrian was older,” Draco said.

“I do, but that doesn't mean that it has to be that way,” Ginny said pulling him closer. She whispered in his ear, “Make love to me.”

“Ginny?” Draco asked.

“What?” Ginny snapped getting annoyed, mainly because he didn't want to make love at the moment.

“I think we should wait. I thought we agreed to wait until Adrian was a little bit older until we had another child. Isn't that what you wanted?” Draco asked.

“Go back to sleep then,” Ginny said as she got up from the bed and went to the window and stared into the cool spring night.

“What?” Draco asked wondering what he just did wrong.

“Just go back to sleep. I'll be along soon,” Ginny said.

“Ginny-“

“No, just … Better yet, I'll go. Don't follow me, I need to think for a bit,” Ginny said.

“Ginny-“

“Don't worry, I'll be back,” Ginny said, “Just go to bed.”

“No, I won't,” Draco said as he went closer to her, “you're coming with me, without any objections you're coming with me.”

“No Draco, I'm not,” Ginny said as she got closer to him and then kissed him.

Before he could take her hand and apparate them to their bed, Ginny apparated away from him.

Ginny! No, don't do this! Draco thought.

~*~*~

Ginny then apparated away from Draco to the only place she could think of at the moment: to Charlie's.

She started to hear muffled cries coming from the bedroom.

At least someone in this family is enjoying themselves. Ginny thought.

She then apparated to Ron's place.

“Ginny! What are you doing here so late at night?” Ron asked.

Over by him, seated was Luna, Ron's wife.

“Ron, do you mind if I talk with Luna alone?” Ginny asked.

“No, go ahead. See you in the morning sweetie,” Ron said, “Goodnight you two.”

“Goodnight,” Ginny said.

“Goodnight,” Luna said as he left the room, “So, Ginny. What brings you here?”

“Do you mind if we go some place a little more private?” Ginny asked, “Sorry, but if I know Ron right, I'm thinking he's going to try to listen to our conversation.”

“Sure, I understand. Where to?” Luna asked, “Besides, it's about time I had a girl talk. I need to say something too.”

“Just grab my hand and let me lead. I don't want anybody following us,” Ginny said.

She grabbed her hand and then Ginny apparated.

They were outside somewhere. Wherever it was, it was beautiful.

“Ginny where are we?” Luna asked as she looked at the scene before her eyes.

They were up on some rocks that stood high above the ocean, with the moonlight shining down on them.

“I'm not sure. I stumbled onto this place once when I was first learning to apparate. Ever since, I keep coming back. I come here when I need to think or just to be able to relax. It's really beautiful. I guess that's why I keep coming back,” Ginny said.

“I understand why. It's absolutely breathtaking,” Luna said, “So, what did you want to talk about?”

Ginny's eyes started to water.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry,” Luna said.

“You didn't say anything to make me cry. It's just earlier I woke up wanting another child. A girl, I wanted to make love again. But the only response I got back from Draco was, `I thought you wanted to wait until Adrian was older,'” Ginny said,

“Men sure do have a way with ruining moments, don't they?” Luna asked.

“Yes, they sure do. I ended up telling him to just go to bed,” Ginny said.

Luna started laughing.

“What are you laughing about?” Ginny asked.

“I'm sorry Ginny. But it is kind of funny. Last time, I told Ron that he whimpered and whined thinking he had hurt me or something like that. But really, I was just upset at him for ruining the perfect moment to tell him something really important. So really, if you think about it, Draco was probably just trying to escape your wrath in the next nine months if you two did it. Considering you just had Adrian three months ago. Especially, after seeing you like you were earlier with the Tories Sudcattle, he was scared probably. After what happened with Kreacher, which by the way, he was literally shaking in his boots when he heard you make that threat towards him; Draco just didn't want to risk you activating that power again. You really did scare him though. I tell you what though, if it's one thing I've learned over the years', it's that boys will always be boys, men will always be men, and no matter how hard we try to change that, it's just something that's set in stone,” Luna said.

Then Ginny started to laugh, “I see your point. What was the important news to tell Ron? Have you told him yet?”

“No I haven't. I need to though,” Luna said.

“Well? What is it? You can't just hint at something and then leave me in the dark about it. Tell me,” Ginny said.

“Guess you're right,” Luna said, “I'm pregnant.”

“Aww! Congratulations,” Ginny said as she gave her a hug.

“Thanks,” Luna said.

“How far along are you?” Ginny asked.

“A little over five months,” Luna said.

“And Ron didn't suspect anything when you had morning sickness?” Ginny asked.

“Nope, he just thought I had a long case of the flu,” Luna said.

“He really is stubborn then,” Ginny said laughing, “So when do you plan to tell him?”

“I don't know really,” Luna said.

“Well, you can't just wait until the time comes to say, `by the way honey, I'm pregnant. Could you take me to the hospital? I'm about to give birth to your child.' He'd be dumbstruck but then again, you do need to tell him before you start to show,” Ginny said.

“Oh ye of little faith are yea?” Luna asked.

“Oh really? In that case, I dare you to go wake him up right now and tell him,” Ginny said.

“Ok, I will. Let's go,” Luna said as she got up.

“Ok,” Ginny said laughing as she apparated back.

They continued to be in a fit of laughter when they arrived back.

“Luna! Ginny! What's up with you two?” Ron asked thinking they were drunk.

“Oh Ron, we're just having fun. We're not drunk if that's what you're thinking. Besides, Luna has something she has to tell you,” Ginny said.

“What is it?” Ron asked looking concerned at Luna.

“I'm pregnant,” Luna said.

“What?” Ron asked dumbfounded.

“Ron, I'm pregnant,” She repeated.

“Excuse us Ginny, but you see how it is. I feel like celebrating,” Ron said as he picked Luna up and carried her to their bedroom.

She could hear Luna giggling as Ron carried her.

Should have known he'd do that, Ginny thought.

Ginny then apparated home feeling better than she had before.

As soon as she was in bed with Draco, she started kissing him wildly, passionately, and hungrily.

He instantly responded and kissed her back.

“Ginny, I'm sorry about earlier,” Draco said looking sincere.

She giggled and said, “Don't worry about it. Everything is fine.”

“Ginny what have you been doing? You're acting like you're drunk,” Draco said.

She laughed even harder.

“Ginny! You'll wake Adrian,” Draco said trying to get her to be quiet.

“I'm sorry. But no, I'm not drunk,” Ginny said as she laughed again, “I promise I'm not.”

“Ok, but really what have you been doing?” Draco asked.

“Girl talk,” Ginny said as she then kissed him.

“Oh,” Draco said as they kissed again and then whispered in her ear, “In that case, feel like making love?”

“You know it,” Ginny said as she grabbed his hand and apparated them to another room.

“Don't like our bed do you?” Draco asked.

“Of course I do. Especially with you in it with me,” Ginny said grinning from ear to ear, “I just didn't want our own son scared by hearing your monstrous moans.”

“Oh, you'll pay for that one, Weasley,” Draco said as he began to nibble at her neck.

“Correction, I believe it's Malfoy now,” Ginny said as she then started nibbling at his ear and touching his tight abs and whispered in his ear, “I'll pay you dearly-“

Draco had then started his way down, kissing her where Adrian had once bit her.

“You're intoxicating you know,” Draco said as he thrust into her.

Her hips bucked slightly as he entered her.

“Don't do that,” Draco said as he began to move in and out of her.

He felt her close around him as she took advantage of his mouth hanging open and kissed him wildly.

He set a rhythm, one that she could follow as they attacked each other's mouths hungrily.

Soon they collapsed on the bed still kissing each other before they fell asleep wrapped together under the covers.

Chapter 9: Dinner to Remember

4 months later…

“Hermione, I love you,” Harry said as he walked over to Hermione, Rose, and the Lillian in Hermione's arms.

“Love you too sweetheart,” Hermione said.

“Daddy!” Rose said.

“Hey Rosey-Rose! You didn't give your mother any trouble today did you?” Harry asked his daughter.

“Un-uh. She sure sleeps a lot. I told her to get up but she wouldn't,” Rose said.

Harry chuckled at this and said, “She's a baby. She'll be doing that for a while, sugars.”

“Sugars? I thought my name from you was Rosey-Rose?” Rose asked.

Again Harry chuckled at this and said, “It is Rosey-Rose.”

“Then why did you call me sugars?” Rose asked.

“Oh never mind Rosey-Rose,” Harry said.

“Daddy?” Rose asked.

“Hmm?” Harry responded.

“Where do babies come from? I asked Aunt Ginny but she told me to ask Uncle Draco but he just told me that a stork drops off the baby,” Rose said.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other before one of them spoke.

What should we say to that, Hermione? Harry asked telepathically.

Let's just go with what Draco said. We can thank him later for that answer. Hermione said back telepathically.

“Uh, sweetie, your Uncle Draco is right. A stork does drop it off,” Hermione said.

“What's a stork?” Rose asked.

“It's a type of bird,” Harry said.

“How does it carry the baby?” Rose asked.

“It carries it in its mouth,” Hermione said.

“Eww! That's gross! How uncivilized!” Rose said with a look on her face.

They both laughed at this.

Hermione, do you want to invite Draco, Ginny, and Adrian over for dinner? Harry asked telepathically.

Sure, that'd be fine. It'd give us a chance to thank Draco for his words to Rose, Hermione answered back.

Ok, I'll go owl them, Harry said as he got up and left the room.

Harry? Before you walk through that door to the study. Could you take Lillian and put her down for a nap? Hermione asked.

Harry came back and said, Sure, as he took her into his arms.

Thanks Harry. Hermione said telepathically.

Go get some sleep Mione. You look like you could use it. Just put Rose in her room and then come back to the study and lay down on the couch. Harry said telepathically.

Ok, Hermione answered.

She did as what Harry said, took Rose into her room so she could play or go to sleep and then went into the study and found Harry already on the couch waiting for her.

I thought I got the couch, Hermione said telepathically.

I'll share it with you, Harry said trying to get her to get close to him.

I bet you will, Hermione said then kissed him.

~*~*~

Ginny was in the study with Draco a bird started to peck on the window.

“What in the world?” Draco asked.

“It's only Hedwig. It's Harry's owl,” Ginny said getting up and letting her in.

She took the letter and then Hedwig stayed around wanting a response.

Draco was reading over her shoulder while she opened it.

Ginny, Draco, and Adrian-

Please join us for dinner tonight at six-o-clock.

-Harry, Hermione, Rose, and Lillian

Plain and simple, cut to the point it was.

“Well, do you want to go?” Draco asked.

“Might as well,” Ginny said.

“Do you want me to owl them back or do you want to?” Draco asked.

“I'll do it,” Ginny said.

He then left her alone while she wrote.

Dear Harry, Hermione, Rose, and Lillian,

We would be pleased to join you tonight. We'll see you at six-o-clock.

Sincerely,

Ginny, Draco, and Adrian

She then sent if off with Hedwig.

She turned around to meet Draco's warm, inviting lips.

“Mmm,” Ginny moaned as Draco kissed her, “I love you.”

~*~

“Harry,” Hermione said while Harry was kissing her neck.

He continued.

“Harry, stop,” Hermione said trying to get him off of her.

“Why Hermione?” Harry asked wondering why she wanted him to stop.

“Because if you don't then I won't be able to let Hedwig in,” Hermione said.

“Oh,” Harry said as he let her go.

She let her in and read the note and then looked at the clock.

“Hermione, where are you going?” Harry asked.

“Harry, it's at least five-o-clock. I think I probably ought to start cooking,” Hermione said.

“Well, alright. I'll help,” Harry said as he got up.

“Ok, but I got to warn you. It can get dangerous in there,” Hermione said flirting.

“Any dangers that consist of a beautiful, brunette head coming at me?” Harry asked flirting back.

“Maybe, you'll have to come into the kitchen to find out,” Hermione said as she left the room swinging her hips just a little bit so it flattered Harry.

He followed her into the kitchen.

She started to get some pots and pans out.

“Hermione, why don't you let the house elves do the cooking?” Harry asked.

“Harry! I am not going to let them-“

Hermione tried to say but then her lips were captured by Harry's lips.

“Harry, you just try to kiss me instead of me telling you that I don't like it when the house elves have to wo-“

Again, Harry's lips captured her's into a kiss before she could finish that sentence.

“You're not going to let me finish that sente-“

“Nope,” Harry said as he kissed her again.

“Harry, I'm not going to allow,” Hermione said as she saw Harry's lips coming at her again so she sped it up the rest of her sentence before he could literally stop her sentence, “the house elves to work when they don't need to be.”

Then Harry's lips were on her's again like before.

He smiled at the fact that she tried, so desperately to finish that sentence.

“Hermione, do me favor please?” Harry asked.

“Sure what is it?” Hermione asked.

“Let the house elves cook tonight. You're going to offend them if you don't let them do their job,” Harry said.

“Harry, it's comple-“

Again, like before, Harry's lips covered her's so she could finish that sentence about house elves.

“Harry, you're not going to let me finish that are you?” Hermione asked.

He kissed her again and said between a kiss, “Nope. Come on. Let them do their job or I'll have to drag you out of this kitchen.”

“Oh alright. Only for tonight though,” Hermione said as she was giving in to Harry's request.

“Nope, from now on, you'll let them do their job. No more cooking in the kitchen, no more doing the laundry, no more spring cleaning, nothing,” Harry said making his statement clear to her.

“Harry-“

Harry's lips once again covered her's so she couldn't complain about it.

“Har-“

“No. No more. Let them do their job. Come on, or do I have to drag you out of this kitchen?” Harry asked.

“Yes, you are going to. Because I'm going to take over my kitchen,” Hermione said.

Without warning, or well he did warn but she didn't take him seriously about it, he picked her up and carried her out of the kitchen.

“Harry!” Hermione said as he continued to carry her out of there.

He carried her all the way out to the living room where now, was occupied by the Malfoys'.

“Harry? What are you doing?” Ginny asked, who had Adrian in her arms.

“Oh he's just being a little stubborn. He won't let me in the kitchen. Every time I try to say something about hou-“

He covered his lips over her's.

She pulled out and tried to finish her sentence.

“About house elves. He said to let them do the cooking and cleaning and all that stuff. He won't let me lift a finger anymore. Harry let me down,” Hermione ordered.

Ginny was quite amused by their little argument or rather, Harry's system of getting her to stop talking about house elves.

“Hermione, they aren't bad. Just let them do there job,” Ginny said trying to help Harry.

“Ginny! How can you say that?” Hermione asked.

Ginny handed Adrian to Draco and then went over to Hermione, took her hand and said, “Ok, come with me.”

Reluctantly, she went and allowed Ginny to drag her off someplace.

She turned a few corners to where she was sure that neither Draco nor Harry could hear their conversation.

“Ok Hermione. What is going on?” Ginny asked.

She then burst into tears.

“Hermione, come here,” Ginny said as she pulled her into her arms while she cried.

She went into her arms.

“Hermione, what's wrong?” Ginny asked.

~*~*~

“So, I hear you told Rose that a stork dropped Lillian off to us?” Harry asked with a smile, “Thanks for covering up for us there.”

“Oh,” Draco said, “yeah. That was embarrassing.”

“Bet it was. She told us that she asked Ginny first and then you,” Harry said.

“Yeah, that she did. Don't know why but ok. Whatever floats the boat,” Draco said.

“Floats the boat?” a voice asked coming in.

Harry and Draco turned their heads towards the voice, which was Rose's voice.

“Nothing sweetie,” Harry said.

“Daddy, why is Lily crying?” Rose asked.

Lily was what Rose called Lillian, since she couldn't really say her whole name right.

“Stay here with Draco ok?” Harry said.

“Ok Daddy,” Rose said.

“That's my girl,” Harry said as he kissed her on the forehead and went to Lillian.

A few minutes later, Harry came back into the room with Lillian in his arms.

Soon, Hermione and Ginny came back into the living room. Hermione, no longer crying like she had been; and Ginny, going over to Draco and taking Adrian from his arms.

“Excuse me,” Norney said, “Dinner is served.”

They then went into the dining room and ate.

A while later, Rose asked, “Daddy?”

“Yes?” Harry answered.

“When is a stork going to drop another baby to Aunt Ginny?” Rose asked.

The room went silent.

“Uh, I -“

Harry began to say but then Ginny interrupted him.

“Soon, sweetheart. Soon,” Ginny said looking at Rose and giving a squeeze to Draco's hand under the table.

“Ginny? Does this mean what I think it means?” Draco asked looking at her.

“If you're thinking that the stork will drop off another baby in about 7 or 8 months then yes that what it means,” Ginny said.

AN: thanks to Anonomous for pointing out one of my mistakes…thank-you so much! I decided to change one of the characters names. sorry about that. can't get all the mistakes. if there is anybody out there that would be willing to beta-read for me, please email me @ eeh_2006@yahoo.com....thanks!

Chapter 9: Laughter and Stress

Eleven years later…

“Morning sweetie,” Harry said to his daughter who had just walked into the kitchen half asleep.

“Daddy, why do we always have to wake up at 6 in the morning???” Lillian asked, “And why may I ask on my birthday that I have to wake up at this unusual hour? You could have stopped that when I turned 6 years old. But honestly Daddy, do you still have to do that when I'm 11 YEARS OLD?”

Harry chuckled at his daughters words and said, “Go back to bed then Lillian.”

“Gladly,” Lillian stated as she turned around and went back to bed.

A few minutes later Lillian screamed, “AHHHHH!!!!!!!!! WHY ME?!?!?!?!?”

That was basically signaling that she couldn't go back to sleep since Harry had already woken her up.

Hermione turned to Harry and said, “What was that about? Did you wake her up early again?”

Harry looked at her with a grin on his face, “Sorta.”

“Harry James Potter, don't tell me you did that for her special birthday saying, `if it's your birthday, you might as well start as early as you can', again. Honestly, Harry,” Hermione sighed, “You never did wake Rose up that early. And you better not do that to our son.”

Harry went over to Hermione, who was now at least 8 months pregnant with their son and said, “Hermione, of course not. He's not even born yet, so how could I?” Harry asked slyly with a smirk.

“Draco would be proud of that smirk. But Ginny and I would not. I'm going over to Ginny,” Hermione said looking at Harry, “And yes I know what time it is. Ginny always is up this time of day.”

“If you insist but how will our 14-year-old daughter, Rose figure out what to wear without her mother somewhere close behind her?” Harry asked innocently.

“Harry, you know she doesn't want me around her when she's deciding what to wear in the morning. She took after you with that messy black hair. Thank goodness Lillian doesn't have that problem. See you in a few later,” Hermione said as she went to the fireplace.

“Hermione! Please don't go?” Harry asked very innocently as if he had something up his sleeve.

“Harry James Potter, if you start another game of exploding snap with your eldest daughter against your youngest daughter you will be in trouble later,” Hermione said as she went into the fireplace, grabbed some floo and said, “Malfoy Manor!”

And she was gone. Harry had been really ornery lately. Hermione felt that she was sometimes the only sane person in the household that could keep things under control. Harry had obviously inherited some of James's personalities, the trickster ones too.

“Morning Mione,” Ginny said as she cradled her newest child in her arms.

“Morning Ginny,” Hermione said to Ginny as she dusted herself off, “I see Draco didn't want to get up to his newest child's cries huh?”

“Nope he didn't. Let me guess Harry woke Lillian up the same usual way he always does on her birthday?” Ginny asked.

“Yep,” Hermione said, “How's Caitlyn?”

Caitlyn was the newest child in Ginny's arms. Over the last eleven years, Draco had managed to get Ginny pregnant again at least 2 more times; first it was Adrian, then a couple months after his first birthday the twins, LeAnn and Nicole had come and then only a couple of months ago, Caitlyn had come. Caitlyn had been what you might sometimes call a “oops”, not literally but she just came as a surprise.

“Oh fine. It's just the waking up at 3 in the morning deal that's getting me a little on the evil side once in a while,” Ginny said, “So how are you feeling? Rose hasn't been much of a bad teenager has she lately?”

“Well, not bad, but then again I guess it could be worse. Don't know where she got this rebellious stage. Seems like yesterday we had to explain what a stork was to her,” Hermione answered.

“That was funny. Although, if Ginny didn't just hand that question off to me then well, I don't know where we'd be,” Draco said as he entered the room, “Harry do his little ritual for Lillian on her birthday again this year?”

“Yep and I'm not surprised if he started another game of exploding snap too,” Hermione said.

Draco's face lit up like a Christmas tree as Hermione had said the two magic words: exploding snap.

“Un-uh Draco; you're not going over there to play that game too. Poor Lillian, Harry's woken her up at 6 each year since she was at least 5 on her birthday,” Ginny said noticing Draco's excited face.

“Oh come on Gin. You never let me go have any fun anymore,” Draco said with a pleading look on his face, “and it was 6.” He added hoping to win her over. He decided to add just the right touch to his face, the puppy dog face.

“No, don't give me that. You know I can't stand it,” Ginny said turning away from him.

He went over to her making sure she saw his face.

“NO! Don't give me that!” Ginny said.

Hermione laughed and then said, “Ouch!”

“What's wrong Hermione?” Draco asked putting a serious look on his face this time.

“Uh, I think… it's time,” Hermione answered.

“Do you want me to go get Harry for you?” Draco asked.

“Uh…” Hermione had said but then Ginny interrupted her.

“No Draco. You take her to the hospital. If you go get Harry and there is a game going on, there's not telling how long it'll be before you get Harry to Hermione,” Ginny said.

“Yes dear but what about the children?” Draco asked innocently.

“Let the house elves take care of them for a while. Besides, it's still early before they wake up,” Ginny said, “Now go. Don't make her wait on you.”

“Alright, ready Hermione?” Draco asked.

“Yeah, can I hang on to you, you know just in case?” Hermione said.

“Sure,” Draco said as he held onto her as they went to the fireplace and he said, “St.Mungo's!”

And then they were gone.

Ginny quickly took LeAnn back to her crib, told the elf nanny what was going on and for her to take care of the children while they were gone; told her to watch the Rose and Lillian if they came over too. She then left to get Harry.

Unfortunately, when she arrived the game was going on. She dodged Rose's little spell to Lillian.

“Sorry Aunt Ginny,” Rose said, “Where's Mum?”

“That's ok. But-“ Ginny had started to say but then Harry had got Ginny by mistake with the tongue twister spell.

“Ginny! Oh I'm so sorry,” Harry said as he undid the spell on Ginny.

“Harry James Potter! Doing exactly what your wife told you not to do! Alright! Rose! Lillian! Go over to my house and help the nanny watch the kids. NOW!” Ginny exclaimed with her temper roaring.

They didn't wait for a response from Harry, they just did what Ginny said before the Weasley temper in her rose to full power. They had heard what had happened. They sure as heck didn't want it to happen again so they left immediately.

“Ginny! Calm down. It's just a game,” Harry said as he went closer to Ginny.

“Calm down! How can I calm down when I have the twins wake me up at the weird hours of the night just after Caitlyn kept me up, and then I come here to see a game going on just like Hermione warned -“ Ginny said but then Harry put a finger on her mouth to silence her, “So define calm down for me will you?”

“Sorry, Gin. So what brings you here that you need to send my daughters to your house to help baby-sit your other children?” Harry asked.

“That would be because you're about to have a son born to you,” Ginny said getting a little annoyed.

“What? It's not even time yet!” Harry said going into a frantic stage.

“Harry!” Ginny said trying to get his attention.

“She's only 8 months pregnant. She can't be having the baby now,” Harry rambled on as he paced around the room.

“Harry James Potter! She is and you're going to her. Let's go,” Ginny said dragging him to the fireplace, grabbing some floo, grabbed a hold of Harry and said, “St.Mungo's!”

“Right, sorry about that Ginny,” Harry said.

“Don't worry about it. Let's go find Hermione,” Ginny said, “let's check the information desk.”

“Hello how may I help you?” the lady asked.

“Yes, where might be Mrs. Potter?” Harry asked.

“What relation are you? Her husband is with her right now,” the lady said back.

Before Harry could answer to that Ginny had already spoken.

“Excuse me but that's MY husband that is in there with her. This is HER husband right here, Harry Potter,” Ginny said a little on the touchy side.

“Oh I'm sorry. I'll let you both in personally,” the lady said as she got up from her chair and then said, “Just follow me if you would.”

They followed her. Wherever Hermione was, it was a long way. It took a good five minutes just to get there.

Harry could see Hermione through the glass window in pain as she gripped Draco's hand.

He stopped and looked at Hermione, still a little on the nervous side.

“Harry, come on already. I'm sure Hermione wants you right now and I want my husband back!” Ginny said, still annoyed.

“Sorry Ginny,” Harry said as he turned the knob of the door to the room.

Draco's eyes immediately shot up towards the door as Harry walked in.

“Harry! It's about time you got -“ Draco said but Hermione had squeezed his hand again but this time harder, grabbing his attention.

“I'll take over from here Draco. You've got an angry wife outside the door. If it was anything I did then I'm sorry,” Harry said as he took Hermione's hand from Draco's into his.

“Thanks for warning me. Guess that's my fault really. Since the twins and all this morning or rather late last night,” Draco said.

“Yeah she kind of blew up about that. Especially since I'm not mistaken for what she said was, they came in right after LeAnn had just gotten to sleep,” Harry said.

“Yeah, I know. Just hope this midnight waking up thing doesn't keep-“

“Harry! Stop chatting with Draco and get over here and help me!” Hermione screamed in pain.

“Right. Sorry Mione,” Harry said as he nodded a good bye to Draco as he left.

Draco shut the door to find a really angry wife. She was pacing around still fuming with anger in her system.

“Ginny! Honey, calm down please,” Draco said.

The words: calm down, wasn't what Ginny wanted to hear right now; very wrong to say at the moment.

She then apparated to the only person who could really calm her down, to Charlie.

“Ginny! Uh, are you ok?” Charlie asked as Ginny appeared before him, Ron, and Patricia at the breakfast table.

“AM I OK? I THINK NOT! FIRST IT'S ADRIAN WHO WON'T GO TO SLEEP UNTIL HE INSISTS HE HAS HIS LITTLE OBVIOUS FIT, THEN IT'S THE TWINS WHO INSIST WHO WAKE ME UP JUST WHEN I GET TO SLEEP AFTER CAITLYN'S LITTLE WAKE UP SCENE AT 2 IN THE MORNING! THEN DRACO TAKES HERMIONE TO THE HOSPITAL WHILE I GET HARRY. I GET THERE DODGING ROSE'S SPELL AND END UP GETTING HIT BY HARRY'S. AND YOU ASK, AM I OK!” Ginny said and then sighed with relief as she finally breathed normally.

“Feel better?” Charlie asked.

“Yes, I do. Thank-you,” Ginny said going into his arms.

“Anything for you sis,” Charlie said putting his arms around her.

“Where's Chattie?” Ginny asked referring to Charlotte, Ron and Luna's second child.

Their first child was Adam, who was a year younger than Lillian was and a little more than a year older than LeAnn and Nicole, so he was 10; and then there was Chattie, who was 3 years old.

“Ginny, it's still only at least 7 in the morning,” Ron said, “She's still in bed.”

“Sorry Ron,” Ginny said, “Forgot. Guess it's all the weird hours of sleep that I get these days.”

“Wait, did you say that Hermione is at the hospital?” Luna asked.

“Yes she is,” Ginny said suddenly remembering she just left Draco there, “And I better get back to Draco. Since I kind of just left him while I was in a rage.”

“Nice Ginny. Knew you'd do that to him one day, just didn't think it'd be 4 children later,” Ron teased.

“Ronald Weasley, you dare to tease me when I just finally relaxed from my rage? And leave him out of it,” Ginny said annoyed again.

“Sorry, Gin. Relax would you,” Ron said as he got up and put his arms around her.

“Thanks Ron but I've got to go,” Ginny said as she apparated out of there.

She got there to see Hermione and Harry gazing at their newborn son in Hermione's arms. She opened the door.

“Hey Gin,” Harry said, “Come see James.”

“Aw! He's adorable Hermione. But did either of you see where Draco went?” Ginny asked.

“Uh, well Ginny…” Harry started to say.

“Oh please Harry, don't make it seem so dramatic,” Hermione said and then turned to Ginny, “He went home hoping that you'd be there.”

“Thanks,” Ginny said, “See you later.”

She was then out of there and back home.

“Draco!” Ginny said as she appeared home.

“In here!” Draco answered.

He was apparently in their room.

“Draco, I'm sorry I ran out on you like that. I just…” Ginny said but then Draco pulled her towards him, silencing her with a kiss.

“Shh… it's ok. You were just upset and you only reacted like you normally did. It's ok. I'm just glad you're ok,” Draco said, pulling out of the kiss.

“Thanks sweetie,” Ginny said as she settled her lips on his.

Chapter 10: Temperamental Rose

“Dad, can we go yet?” Lillian asked, heading towards her father's arms.

“What's the rush, Lillian? We'll get your supplies for Hogwarts. You've still got until September 1^st,” Harry said to his daughter, Lillian.

“Daddy! Please let's go today! Besides, Rose went earlier today, so why can't I?” Lillian asked.

“She what?” Hermione asked, now entering the room.

“Whoops,” Lillian said.

Rose was now 15 years old and full into her rebellious stage. She was a lot like James, her grandfather. She snuck out of the house just about every time she got the chance to. Sirius was the one who influenced her in that area. He had left behind letters for her when she needed them. Once in a while, he'd appear to her ( not letting any of the others knowing this little fact ), and teach her these mischievous little tricks, that were once used by the Marauders themselves.

Harry and Hermione had noticed her rebellious stage, and quite honestly, they suspected that she was meeting somebody but they weren't for sure. She hardly ever would see them except for meals, of course.

“When did she go Lillian?” Harry asked.

“Umm…” Lillian managed to get out of her mouth before she fell silent.

“Lillian Marie Potter, where is your sister?” Hermione said sternly.

“In Diagon Alley,” Lillian said, giving into her mother's demands.

“We already established that,” Harry said, “When did she go?”

“Right after breakfast this morning,” Lillian said, “You and Mum were with James in the garden when she disappeared. She said she'd be back in time for lunch but as you can see it's already past lunch time and nearly time for dinner.”

Harry silently cursed under his breath but Hermione heard it and said telepathically, “Harry! Don't talk like that to where they can hear you!”

Harry answered, “Sorry Mione' But what are we going to do about Rose? She's got to be with somebody. Should we question her about it?”

“No, well, I don't know. Let's just wait until she gets back to start asking questions,” Hermione answered.

“Mum? Would you two for once start speaking out loud and not telepathically?” Lillian interrupted, cluing them that she could do that too.

“Lillian, do you realize what you just did?” Harry asked telepathically.

“Yes, I spoke telepathically. I've been doing that with Aunt Sarah and Aunt Nicole for about a year now,” Lillian answered.

“Should have known they'd intervene,” Harry said.

“You know we would have. Just because we're in ghost form and also 16 years old doesn't mean that we can't teach her, her telepathic skills,” Sarah argued with Harry, and appearing before him too.

“Sarah! You know you're not supposed to apparate out of Hogwarts! Mum would be furious if she found out,” Harry said, out loud now.

Dumbledore allowed Sarah and Nicole their education at Hogwarts, they were quite known for their ghost-like form. They were like the form of Moaning Myrtle, except they weren't. Although, what the other students didn't know was that they too, were learning their magical abilities. Although, they had a bit more freedom about what they could do than the other students but they were ghosts, literally so they could move about whenever and wherever they pleased.

“Harry, what happened to your sense of adventure? Don't tell me you, Ron, and Hermione didn't sneak out of the castle when you were there,” Sarah said.

“We never went outside of the Hogwarts grounds, except for when we got married but that's another story,” Hermione said.

“Maybe you didn't but they sure did,” Sarah said, “And besides, dear brother of mine, get your brain straight. It's not even September yet. It's only August right now. So you can't get me in trouble for apparating away from Hogwarts if I wasn't even there.”

“How would you know that?” Harry asked.

“Oh please Harry, I know you have Dad's invisibility cloak,” Sarah said and then added, “I've heard stories from Sirius too. So don't try to play innocent with me.”

“You know too much for your own good you know?” Harry stated.

“I think I'm just fine the way I am thank-you,” Sarah said.

“Humph! Just keep thinking that dear sister,” Harry said.

“Fine be that way you ignorant stubborn git!” Sarah said as she then apparated out.

“And don't be too hard on Rose when she gets home!” Sarah said telepathically to where all three of them could hear.

Rose then entered the room to see 3 pairs of eyes staring at her.

“Where have you been young lady?” Hermione asked, wanting answers right away.

“If you already know the answer to that Mum then why are you even asking it?” Rose shot back.

“Rose Lillian,” Harry said boldly, “don't be rude to your mother.”

“Good point sis,” Lillian said.

“Lillian stay out of this,” Hermione said.

“Yes Mum,” Lillian said as she then headed out of the room and called out to Rose, “Good luck sis!”

“Now, Rose why did you go off like you did this morning? You're right, no need to ask questions we already know the answers to, which brings the subject up, how did you know that we knew the answers to already?” Harry asked.

“You think Lillian is the only one that has telepathic skills in this family? I've had them ever since I turned 10,” Rose said.

“Ok, well answer our first question then,” Harry said telepathically to her.

“I had to meet with somebody,” Rose said, giving into their demands, also telepathically.

“Who?” Hermione asked.

“I'm not telling you,” Rose said and then stormed out of the room.

Chapter 11: Enchanted Diary

Harry quickly followed his daughter out of the room.

Harry had managed to get up to Rose's door right as it was slammed shut in his face.

Harry sneered at this and quickly opened the door.

Rose turned to see her father open the door so quickly after she had slammed it shut.

“Rose Lillian Potter, what in the blazes of fire was that all about? You leave this morning without a note to your mother and me to even let us know where you are. We find out you've been meeting somebody but then you don't say who? Come on Rosey-Rose… don't you think it's about time you tell us who this person is?” Harry asked, with his emerald green eyes blazing with fire.

“I don't have to tell you,” Rose replied stubbornly. “And don't call me Rosey-Rose. I'm not a baby anymore.”

“Wrong answer Rose Lillian,” Harry replied back. And even though her last comment hurt he still continued. “Care to try that again?”

“No,” Rose said simply and coldly, as she turned away from him giving him the silent treatment.

“You have five seconds to answer me,” Harry said.

Five seconds passed and yet Rose didn't speak.

“Ok, you made your choice,” Harry said turning towards the door.

Before Harry shut the door he pulled out his wand and muttered a locking spell on Rose's room.

Rose knew that spell. It meant that she was now under room arrest; sort of like house arrest except it was her room. She couldn't owl anybody from her room but yet she could get owls. She couldn't go anywhere, or at least until she cracked down and told her secret. And that she was not ready to tell.

Right then, she started to hear tapping on her window. An owl was waiting for her to open the window.

Rose opened the window knowing she'd probably set an alarm off to signal her father sometime soon. But yet that didn't happen.

Rose took the letter from the bird and then the bird flew off. As it flew off it dropped something heavy on the floor of her room.

Rose opened the letter.

My dearest Rose,

As I suspect my clumsily bird will probably drop this gift I'm sending you. It's a diary that I've enchanted. To me it's a journal. You can write in it and I'll be able to see it. It's like email but faster. I love you Rose Lillian Potter. I'd do anything for you.

Love,

John Weasley

John, Rose thought. It's not even been half an hour and I already want to be in his arms again.

Rose had fallen for him, and hard at that. John knew just about everything there was to know about her. He'd been her first boyfriend and the first guy she ever kissed. They had been going on together for a while now.

Rose looked towards the floor where the owl had dropped the diary. She bent down and picked it up.

The book warmed to her touch.

Must be more enchanted than I thought it was. Rose thought.

Rose grabbed some ink and a quill and then opened the diary to the first page. She dipped the tip of the quill in the ink and then began to write.

John.

She pulled away wondering if he even just respond to that.

Rose. I love you.

Rose squirmed at the touch of the diary. It was almost as if he had sent a kiss her way.

“Would you meet me tomorrow morning at 10 in the Garden of Paris?” John's words came in the diary before Rose could respond to his first message.

Rose dipped her quill in the ink again and wrote, “John, I'm sorry to say but I can't meet you tomorrow.”

“Then how about the day after that?” John's response wrote.

“You don't seem to understand…” Rose paused. “I've been put under the restriction spell. Apparently, my sister squealed on me and now I'm stuck here until I confess to their ways.”

“Confess? Confess what?” John wrote.

“They want to know who I've been with this whole time this morning. I was supposed to be back before lunch time and as you can see I didn't even make it for supper,” Rose wrote quickly.

“Rose, why don't you just get it over with and tell them you've been with me?” John asked.

“I can't,” Rose answered.

“Why not?” John asked. “Because of my father?”

His father: Percy Weasley; the one person that left his family to obtain a higher position in the Ministry. Most of the Weasleys' had agreed that he'd abandoned his family. In a way, he did. Ginny was the only one that would still respond to his letters, or at least when she was in a good mood.

“Yes John, because of your father. Your father really didn't act wisely in his early years when Fudge was the Minister. Do you even know that you have five other uncles and an aunt?” Rose replied.

“No, I don't,” John replied.

“Well… you do. Would you be willing to visit one of them?” Rose asked.

“Yes,” John wrote. “Which one should I visit?”

“Aunt Ginny,” Rose replied.

“Would she accept me?”

“You'd have to go to her and find out. In fact, you could go over there now,” Rose replied.

“Alright, I'll talk to you later then.”

“Ok,” Rose replied. “John?”

“Yes?”

“I love you too,” Rose wrote.

Chapter 12: Storm of All Unending Storms

John smiled as he saw those words appear in his journal.

He quickly wrote back, “I love you too Rose.”

John closed the book and then went over to the fireplace and stepped in and said as he grabbed some floo powder, “Aunt Ginny!”

He landed with a hard thud.

John stood up and looked around. It looked to be dark and gloomy, but yet there was a little bit of sunlight.

Looks like a vampire's cave. John thought.

“Who are you?” a voice said interrupting his thoughts.

“Does Ginny live here?” John asked ignoring the man's question.

“Yes but who are you?” the man asked again.

“May I see her?” John asked, and ignoring his question again.

“Not until you answer my question that you've managed to ignore twice,” the man said coldly.

“Draco! Don't be rude towards him,” Ginny said entering the study.

Ginny looked towards the stranger that had entered her home. She gasped as she saw him.

“Percy? What on earth have you done to your hair? Mum would freak if she saw this mess. And to think you dyed your hair from its natural color. Really, Percy…what's gotten into you for goodness sakes?” Ginny asked stepping closer.

“Aunt Ginny,” John said.

“Why do you call me `aunt'?” Ginny asked.

“Because you are my aunt, Aunt Ginny. I'm not my father who you obviously think I am,” John replied.

Ginny, who didn't believe him said, “Come let's go.”

And she led him back into the fireplace and said, “Charlie's flat!”

And they were gone.

Ginny landed smoothly but however, John did not.

“Percy come on. Get up. What's with you?” Ginny asked. “Charlie! Ron! Fred! George! Bill!”

Ginny's five older brothers came rushing out to her.

“What is it Gin?” Charlie asked. “What's Percy doing here?”

“Aunt Ginny!” John said. “I am not my father!”

“Come on Percy don't be an oaf,” Ron said.

“No really, my name is John. I'm Percy's son. My mother is Penelope. Why won't you believe me?” John asked.

“Is there anyone that could prove that?” Fred asked, being serious for once.

“Yes, just a moment please,” John said.

They all looked at him as if he was some crazy lunatic as John pulled out what looked to be a walkie talkie, except, there was a tiny screen on the front of it.

John turned it on to see his father in his den studying; probably something for the Ministry.

John typed in his message to his father.

Percy immediately responded with, “I'm coming,” on the little screen in front of John.

Before the next five minutes, Percy had shown up.

“Oh boy,” Percy said looking at the people in front of him.

“Percy, you dare even show your face here? After what you did to Dad?” Ron bellowed with anger.

“Ronald Austin Weasley!” Ginny said quickly. “Must I get on to you ever time you do that?”

“Sorry Gin,” Ron said.

“Always the one to act quickly with anger. So much like your dear ole Mum,” Percy said.

“She's your Mum too. Or have you forgotten that Percivence Mark Weasley? Have you forgotten that every time your name was mentioned Dad would go into a rage and Mum would instantly go into tears? Have you dear brother? Surely, you haven't forgotten your own mother. And to think you once even loved her,” Ginny said slyly.

“You never should have married that horrible git,” Percy said back. “I see he's rubbed off on you for the worse, Virginia Ann Weasley Malfoy!”

Without warning to Percy, Ginny's fist came sailing at him.

BANG!

Percy went right face to face with the floor.

“Ginny!” all five of her brothers' hissed at her in surprise at her actions.

“Damn you Charlie! Why the hell did you have to teach her to fight?” an angry Percy said.

“Why am I the one always to get blamed for that?” Charlie asked.

“Charlie, you are the one to blame for that. You did teach her that. Believe me, both George and I have received her wrath before and her mighty punch,” Fred said offering a hand to his older brother Percy.

Percy, who accepted Fred's hand said, “Ok, maybe I shouldn't have egged her on like that but still I meant it.”

Ron instantly grabbed a hold of Ginny, who was about to take another swing at her older brother.

“Percy, you got that right you shouldn't of but unless you want Ginny to take another swing at you then I'd advise you to lower your insults to a level both you and Ginny can handle to where Ginny won't take another swing at you. As you can see, she's not afraid to do it again,” Ron said.

“And Ron, if you don't want to end up with the same as him, you'll let me go right this instant,” Ginny said, squirming her way out of his arms.

He let her go.

“Thank-you!” Ginny said towards Ron. “Now, to answer your first question towards Charlie, Percy… he taught me because I wanted him too. Why you think I learned it? If not to get Creevey to leave me alone?”

“You were the one who made his nose bleed until the dawn's early sunlight?” Percy asked in astonishment.

“Yes Percy, I did. For one, he never would leave Harry alone. And for two, at the time, anyone who bothered Harry dealt with me,” Ginny said.

“Typical you,” Percy muttered under his breath.

“What was that?” Ginny asked.

“Enough you two! As much as I'd like to see who wins this little cat fight, we have other matters to discuss,” Bill said.

Ginny smiled. Percy growled.

“Cat's got your tongue hasn't it?” Ginny asked slyly.

“Enough Ginny,” George said firmly.

“Now, young man, prove who you are as you say is true,” Bill demanded.

“You people are crazy if you can't see the resemblance between me and my father. But if you need more proof then you can ask my girlfriend about who I am,” John said back stubbornly.

“And who would that be?” Ginny asked.

“Rose Potter,” John said.

“What?” every voice in the room said, shocked at his answer.

“Say her name again, perhaps I didn't hear you right,” Ginny said.

“Rose Lillian Potter. You did hear me right. And right now, because she won't say who she's been with these past summer days to her parents she's been put under room arrest,” John said.

“Ouch,” Fred said to a low whisper.

“That bites,” George finished for his brother.

“Definitely,” Fred said in response.

“Ok, so we believe you when you say you are, unfortunately, Percy's son. Even though Percy has put his own family name to shame, we still accept you. But we'll be the easiest to be accepted by just to warn you,” Charlie said.

“Who's the hardest?” John asked.

“Dad, your grandfather,” Ginny said. “And at least Percy kept touch with some of us.”

“Yeah because he knew if he didn't then he'd be in far worse shape than he is at this moment,” George added quickly.

“You got worse than he just got so you might as well be quiet in that subject,” Charlie said.

“You don't have a matter to say in it either. Considering you've never received her wrath,” Fred said.

“Good point bro,” Bill said.

Chapter 13: Rise and Shine, Sleepy Head

“Harry no,” Hermione said, as her husband went past her.

He didn't answer her.

“Harry James Potter, if you wake them up right now, which it would be, let me remind you, six-o-clock in the morning; you're gonna have two grumpy teenage girls on your hands,” Hermione said.

“Oh, Hermione, it's Lillian's first day of Hogwarts, I just want her to enjoy what she has of it. And for Rose too, I mean, even though it's not her first year,” Harry said.

“Harry, you sneaky thing you, don't you even dare take one step towards their rooms. You know good and well that we've all agreed not to wake them up until the rooster crows and the fat lady sings,” Hermione said.

“Hermione, `until the rooster crows and the fat lady sings' ? Where did you hear that?” Harry said.

“Part Rose's words and part Lillian's words,” Hermione said. “I was just simply quoting them. Which you should not go back there and wake them up.”

“Oh, why not? They need to be waken up anyway,” Harry said.

Hermione came closer to his body and then spoke to him, “Harry, for the last time, no.”

Before Harry could respond and argue with her, Hermione captured his lips with her own.

Sometimes you just had to shut the chatterbox down. Hermione thought.

Hey, I heard that, Harry said telepathically towards Hermione.

I know, you were supposed to, Hermione said back.

Hermione then deepened the kiss and said telepathically, I love you.

3 hours later…

“Mum!” a voice said, from one of the rooms.

“Which shoes should I take? The tan, white, black, brown… UGH! Would you please help me on this shoe dilemma?” the voice said about 5 seconds later.

“That's your daughter,” Harry said, knowing very well, that he never had that much trouble with picking out shoes.

“I know, and that's your daughter,” Hermione said, pointing to Lillian coming down the hallway, in nothing but her pajamas and with her hair a mess, and looking like somebody just drug her out of bed.

You're quite right, Harry said telepathically.

Right about what Dad? Lillian asked, picking up the sound of telepathic skills.

“Nothing dear, go eat some breakfast. But don't have any coffee. You know you'll be wired later if you do,” Harry said.

“Ok,” Lillian said, groggily, as she headed towards the kitchen.

“Morning sunshine, good to see you this early morning,” Hermione said as her youngest daughter entered the kitchen.

“It's only 9 Hermione,” Harry said.

“Harry, to our daughters, 9 in the morning is too early,” Hermione said.

“Oh, Mione', 9 it's just already half the day already over,” Harry said.

“Harry, what planet are you learning from these days?” Hermione asked, coming over to him and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Hermione, play nice,” Harry said, pouting his lips at her.

“Would you stop acting like you're a child?” Rose asked, entering the kitchen.

“Oh, you just need to lighten up, you fuddy-duddy,” Harry said.

“Fuddy-du… what?” Rose asked.

“Never mind Lillian. Just eat,” Hermione said, making sure Harry didn't play with their minds like he always did in the mornings when they weren't quite awake.

Chapter 14: Train Ride

“Rose! You're going to be late if you don't hurry up?” Hermione shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

“Hermione, don't worry we won't be late,” Harry said.

“Harry, your daughter is still picking out shoes and she still can't seem to get down here. She knows that we're about to leave,” Hermione said.

“Hermione, don't worry. I'll go check on Rose while you go get James ok?” Harry asked, as he gave her a kiss on the forehead.

He lowered his mouth to her nose and gave a simple kiss on her nose. Then finally capturing her lips with his.

I love you Hermione Potter, Harry said telepathically.

I love you too, Hermione said back.

Go get James, Harry said.

Later on the train…

“Come on Lil, you're going to make us late if you don't hurry up with that damn owl of yours,” Rose said.

Rose didn't care how she spoke to her sister right now, considering she sold out to their parents about her being gone all those times.

Technically, she never was ungrounded from the room arrest but eventually, Harry let the charm off her room, which was until Hermione got tired of not seeing her firstborn for days at a time.

“Don't speak to me like that. Besides, all you want to do is to find that lover boy of your and go snog the heck out of him,” Lillian responded.

“You have no clue as to what you're talking about little sis,” Rose said.

“And don't call me Lil,” Lillian added.

“Fine, Lillian, go find Adrian or somebody your age,” Rose said, as she went down the train corridor.

Rose then went off and left Lillian standing in the empty corridor by herself.

And be careful where you end up. You don't want to end up by some nasty Slytherin. Rose said, telepathically in Lillian's mind.

What the heck was a Slytherin? Lillian thought.

Lillian then began to walk forward, every once in a while looking for an empty compartment for her to sit in.

“Hey you!” a voice said.

Lillian stopped walking forward and looked behind her.

The boy, who had stopped her, had brown hair with emerald green eyes, like her father's eyes. He was just a little bit taller than she was.

“Hello,” Lillian said politely.

“Hullo I'm Sedious Fluke,” the boy said. “What's your name?”

“I'm Lillian Potter,” Lillian said in response.

“Potter? My mother mentioned that name to me before,” Sedious said.

“Really? How come?” Lillian asked. “May I come and sit with you?”

“Sure,” Sedious said, taking her hand and leading her into his compartment.

What's going on? Lillian thought. No boy has ever taken my hand like Sedious just did.

Lillian sat down opposite of him, just to make sure he wouldn't try to take her hand again.

“Is this your first year?” Lillian asked.

“Yes, and yours too I presume,” Sedious said.

“Yes,” Lillian said, becoming a little on the edge, based on just the way he talked.

Rose? Lillian said, telepathically.

What? Rose answered.

Do you know anyone of the name Fluke? Lillian asked.

Yes, there's one by that name, one level ahead of you. Fontania, I think is her name. Rose replied.

Why do they speak so…so… Lillian said.

Weird? Rose said.

Yes, weird? Lillian asked.

It's because of their heritage. Their mum is a British witch and their dad is a French wizard, which happens to speak English too. Rose replied.

That would explain it, Lillian said.

Sure would. Now would you leave me alone? Rose asked.

Yes your majesty, Lillian said sarcastically.

“Lillian?” Sedious said, interrupting her train of thought of sarcasm towards her sister.

“Huh?” Lillian said, coming back.

“I said, what is the name of your father?” Sedious asked.

“Harry Potter. Why do you want to know the name of my father?” Lillian asked.

“I'm going to write my mum and tell her who I've met,” Sedious said.

Ok, this is getting a little too weird for me, Lillian thought.

You're telling me? I, unfortunately, got stuck with a power that enables me to hear everything you say and think. Rose said.

Oh shut-up will you? Lillian said.

“Would you excuse me for a moment?” Lillian asked, as she got up and headed for the door of the compartment.

“Uh, sure…see you around I guess,” Sedious said.

“Yeah, see around,” Lillian said, heading out the compartment and going to the right.

What a freak, Lillian thought as she continued to walk forward.

Lillian went forward about 6 compartments until she found one empty.

~*~*~

Rose was going down the corridor when she decided she'd had enough of trying to find John, just by looking for him. She pulled out her enchanted diary and began to write in it.

John, where are you? Rose wrote in the book.

In the last compartment, where have you been? John wrote back.

Looking for you. Stick your head out of the compartment so I'll find you easier, Rose wrote.

Before she knew it, Rose began to see John's head not to far from where she was standing.

“John!” Rose exclaimed as she ran towards him, with her diary stuck inside her cloak.

“Rose, I've missed you,” John said as he wrapped his arms around her.

“I missed you too,” Rose said back. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” John said, as he pulled out gently of their embrace, pulled her forward just a little bit, leaned down and gently kissed her.

After a few moments, Rose pulled out of the kiss and said, “Let's go inside before anyone sees us.”

“Ok,” John said, leading her in.

AU: thanks for the reviews. I personally, like the little John and Rose secretive thing going on. please tell me what you think.

Chapter 15: Sorting of the Houses

“Harry!” Hermione yelled from her room.

Technically, there wasn't any use for not yelling. James was having a fit. Hermione was just about to have a fit herself.

Harry came running into the room thinking something was wrong.

“What is it Hermione?” Harry asked.

“It's your son, who won't go to sleep. He's cranky and is having a fit when his mother is just about to join him in with the fit,” Hermione said rather quickly.

Harry went over to James and picked him up.

James's crying stopped.

“How? How come he just now stopped. I've tried picking him up and that did nothing of the sort,” Hermione said, almost giving up.

“Oh Hermione don't worry. He just wanted his Daddy. There's nothing wrong in that,” Harry said, while shushing James down.

“Then I guess you can feed him also while you're at it,” Hermione said.

“Uh, Hermione I can't feed him,” Harry said.

“Harry, I meant by going in the kitchen and feeding him the baby food that's in the cabinet. There's a spoon that's just right, in the drawer. I'll get the high-chair ready for him,” Hermione said, leaving the room.

Harry followed her into the kitchen.

~*~*~

“First Years! All First Years come out!” a voice bellowed from outside.

Who was that? Lillian thought.

Don't worry sis. It's just Hagrid. Go outside like he says to do. Rose said to her.

Lillian then went out and joined the other first years.

~*~*~

Rose was at the moment, kissing her boyfriend, when she started to speak telepathically to Lillian. Maybe she was an empath. Maybe she can only feel what her sister felt sometimes. Was that normal? Rose thought.

Don't worry Rose. I'll help you on your newest skill later on in the year, Nicole said to her niece.

Thanks Aunt Nicole, Rose said as she continued to kiss John.

You're welcome and Rose? Nicole responded.

Yes? Rose answered.

Don't be like your father, Nicole said, referring to the way, Rose and John were at the moment. Don't go farther than of what you need.

What the hell did that mean? Rose thought. Somehow she managed for just her to hear her thought and not the other members of her family that had the Tacitus Imperium.

{AN: Tacitus Imperium is Latin for silent, ruling power. I've decided to change the Sinnent thing just a little bit. Maybe new powers involved and also, if you haven't noticed, a new name for it.}

“Rose?” John said, pulling out of the kiss.

“Hmm,” Rose said, coming closer to his shoulder, while leaning her head on it.

“I need to go change into my robes,” John said.

“Why didn't you do that when you first got on the train?” Rose asked.

“Sorry, I just didn't think about it,” John said.

“It's ok but just hurry up ok?” Rose said, standing up and letting him go by.

“I'll be back my sweet,” John said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and heading down the corridor.

~*~*~

Professor McGonagall led the first years into the Great Hall. Most of them were a little too quiet, mainly just gazing at the site before them.

Professor McGonagall set a three-legged stool on the ground and sat upon it was a dirty, old wizard's hat with a patch on one side.

There was a long eerie silence until it burst into song.

A thousand years or more ago,

When I was newly sewn,

There lived four wizards of renown,

Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,

Fair Ravenclaw, from the glen,

Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,

Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,

They hatched a daring plan

To educate young sorcerers

Thus Hogwarts School began.

The hat stopped for a breath and then continued…

Now each of these four founders

Formed their own house, for each

Did value different virtues

In the ones they had to teach.

By Gryffindor, the bravest were

Prized far beyond the rest;

For Ravenclaw, the cleverest

Would always be the best;

For Hufflepuff, hard workers were

Most worthy of admission;

And power-hungry Slytherin

Loved those of great ambition.

While still alive they did divide

Their favorites from the throng,

Yet how to pick the worthy ones

When they were dead and gone?

`Twas Gryffindor who found the way,

He whipped me off his head

The founders put some brains in me

So I could choose instead!

Now slip me snug about your ears,

I've never yet been wrong,

I'll have a look inside your mind

And tell you where you belong!

The four houses burst into applause as Professor McGonagall said…

“Silence!” she said. “Now, when I call your name you will come up here and let me put this hat on you and then we'll see where you'll end up.”

The Great Hall came to an eerie silence as she called out the first name.

“Calligan, Jessie!” Professor McGonagall called out.

The girl was a thin and pretty girl with long blonde curls down her back, that bounced as she walked. She stepped onto the stage and sat on the stool.

“Ahhh!” the hat said, scaring her just a bit. “Very smart I see, but yet somewhere I see there's courage in you. Let's see, GRYFFINDOR!”

The Gryffindor House cheered as Jessie got up and joined her other housemates.

“Claxon, Addie!”

“HUFFLEPUFF!”

Like the Gryffindor House, the Hufflepuff House cheered as Addie joined them.

“Nittewolf, Josh!”

“RAVENCLAW!”

The Ravenclaw House now cheered.

“Fluke, Sedious!”

“GRYFFINDOR!”

“Cadswhallop, Charles!”

“SLYTHERIN!”

“Potter, Lillian!”

The Hall came silent. A few whispers could be heard mainly just because of the last name Potter.

“GRYFFINDOR!”

The Gryffindor table cheered as Lillian joined them.

“Malfoy, Adrian!” McGonagall called out.

The Hall suddenly became silent as Adrian stepped forward. He sat on the stool and awaited the answer to what house he was headed to.

He was sure he'd be in Slytherin, like his father but somehow he had this strange notion of insecurity about that.

“Ahh, Mr. Malfoy… Son of Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley, oops, Malfoy now I guess. Father belonged to Slytherin. Mother belonged to Gryffindor. Your father's father was in touch with Lord Voldemort and yet your mother was captured by the memory of Tom Riddle's sixteen-year-old figure. Hmm, where to put you. There's no doubt you'd do well in each. You're plenty smart, I see you inherited some rotten genes from your twin uncles. Shame, what a pity. But yet you have courage, you don't let anybody in your way. That's a Slytherin quality. You're a toughie…”

The Hall stayed in silence as the hat tried to decide where exactly he belonged.

“Better be… GRYFFINDOR!” the hat said at last.

The Hall remained silent with gasps or two here and there. Both Professors McGonagall and Snape stood there with eyes wide open as they continued to stare at Adrian.

Father isn't gonna like this. That's for damn sure, Adrian thought as he got up and joined Lillian quietly.

How the hell did he end up over here? Rose thought.

Do you mind? Lillian said to her sister.

Yes, I'm trying to get used to the fact that there's now a Malfoy in the Gryffindor House, Rose answered back.

Why would that come as a shock to you? Lillian asked.

Dad, would you please explain to Lillian why it's such a shock that a Malfoy is in the Gryffindor Household? She doesn't get it. Rose said.

Malfoy? In Gryffindor! What's this world coming to? Sorry sweeties but I've got to alert Draco. He's gonna be one pissed off wizard tonight. Harry answered back.

Harry James Potter, watch your language! Nicole yelled at him.

Sorry, love you two! Harry said then left them alone.

AN: So what do you think? Did I scare you about Adrian being in Gryffindor? How do you think Adrian's parent's, Ginny & Draco will react? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out. Don't know when but stay with me. Let me know your thoughts and opinions. It'd be appreciated.

~* Erin

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Chapter 16: Trouble All Around

"What!" a very angry Draco Malfoy said as he heard his wife's words. "Say that again, perhaps I didn't hear right."

"Draco," Ginny said gently. "You did hear right. Our son has been sorted into Gryffindor. Harry told me this morning right before the."

"The what Gin?" Draco asked, getting furious by the minute.

"The newspaper got here," Ginny said. “There's a section in the back about it.”

"Where is it?" Draco said quickly.

"In on the kitchen table," Ginny said, quickly knowing what could happen if she'd lied about it, especially about this. If she did, Draco would be scrambling the manor all about for the paper.

Draco took off like a shot.

A few minutes later you could hear Draco's rants and rambles all the way from the kitchen dining room. Ginny cringed at some of his words.

"Mum? Why is Daddy yelling?" LeAnn asked.

Ginny looked down to see her second oldest child.

"Your father has just received word that Adrian has been sorted into the Gryffindor household," Ginny said.

"Oh," LeAnn said. "Then Daddy must be pissed at the moment."

Ginny looked at her daughter for her sudden language.

"Excuse me? Please don't tell me that you just said, what I thought you said," Ginny said.

LeAnn was exactly like her father. You could say that she had her little fingers wrapped around tight around Draco. He'd bend over backwards for her and for her twin too.

"Sorry Mum," LeAnn quickly said.

~*~

"Lillian!" a voice shouted out from the Gryffindor Common Room.

Oh great! Lillian thought. Not him, again.

Lillian turned around and faced the person who had called her name out so loud in the common room.

"Yes," Lillian politely said.

"My mum wrote back to me!" Sedious said, cheerily.

And I have to with this how? Lillian thought.

Lillian don't think rudely towards him. He may be an exact copy of his father but just listen anyway, Sarah said to her niece.

Sarah was in her seventh year at Hogwarts, along with Nicole, while Rose was in her sixth year, and Lillian was in her first year.

Yes Aunt Sarah, Lillian said.

"What did she say?" Lillian asked.

"She said I was right about you," Sedious said. He then continued to ramble on as Lillian continued to listen and nod every once in a while.

"…My mum also said that if your father hadn't have gone and gotten that mudblood Granger knocked up then she'd be with him and-" Sedious said but then didn't get a chance to finish because he had gotten a serious go in the face, not once but twice.

Little did Lillian or Rose know that they had both instantly picked up on that last line about their mother and decided to each take a swing at him.

Unfortunately for Sedious, both at the same time, one swung at one eye and the other swung at the other eye.

Sedious took the ground with a hard thud. All of the boys in the boys' dormitory came downstairs to see the commotion. Some of them had seen the whole ordeal.

"Sedious, if you know what's good for you then you'd better say who your mum is," Rose said, angrily. "And don't doubt for an instant that you'll receive what you get for what you just said."

At the moment, if anyone had tried to mess with Rose and or Lillian, they were in for a rude awakening.

Little did any of them know that there was a certain person hiding in the shadows watching. That person was Draco Malfoy. He had seen the conversation between Lillian and the boy ever since it started. He even had been shocked for what the boy had said. And if not shocked by both of Rose and Lillian's reactions to his last sentence.

"Well who is it?" Lillian demanded, also very angrily.

Sedious began to stutter.

"What is all this about?" a voice said, that rang from the crowd that had gathered around the boy on the floor and the two girls standing straight above him.

"Stay out of this Fontania, if you know what's good for you," Rose said.

"What's going on? I heard that my little brother just got smacked by two girls, sisters no doubt," Fontania said.

"Did you not hear her? Stay out of this. It's not your concern," Lillian said.

Fontania looked at Lillian and scowled.

"I don't have to listen to you," Fontania sneered.

"You know, maybe you should have been in the Slytherin household," John Weasley said, as he came up behind Rose and put his hand around her waist, also making sure that she didn't take another swing and at her this time.

All though out the group of gatherers you could hear whispers and gasps all around.

So it really is true. Draco thought. Rose really is John Weasley's girlfriend.

Draco then noticed Adrian do the same to Lillian.

Adrian came behind Lillian, put his arm around her waist and then spoke.

"Fluke, what's this I hear about you taking my girlfriend's hand on the train? And then bothering her right before she plowed you a good ole' black eye?" Adrian said protectively, taking a tighter hold on Lillian as if she really was his girlfriend.

I like this, Lillian thought. Ok, so he's obviously making a move, maybe it's time I did the same.

Lillian decided to be a little ornery. She looked at Sedius and then said, “Maybe this will show you that I have no interest in you at all.”

Lillian then took one of Adrian's hands, turned to face him, reached up towards his lips and gently touched them with hers. The kiss lasted all of a few seconds.

Did she really just do that? Adrian thought. Yep, and I'm liking it too.

Adrian then leaned down once again and kissed her.

Thanks Aunt Nicole, Lillian said telepathically.

Your welcome Lily, Nicole said.

Hey, get back here! Rose said telepathically.

Lillian pulled out and turned to Sedious.

“Now do you see? I'd leave her alone if I were you,” Adrian said, cutting Lillian to the chase. “That is unless you prefer to be beat up by my girlfriend and her sister.”

Girlfriend? Draco thought. No way am I seeing that a Malfoy and a Potter are that close to each other. Did Lillian just kiss him? Are my eyes fooling me? And did he just kiss her in return? I think I'm going crazy.

Girlfriend? Lillian thought. I am really linking this.

"Girl...girlfriend?" Sedious stuttered out of his mouth.

"Yes that's right, girlfriend. Now answer my girlfriend's older sister's question," Adrian demanded. "No doubt the whole school will know before too long that you got beat by two girls and at the same time. And I'll do worse if you don't answer right away."

"Alright, I'll tell you," Sedious said. "My mum's name is--"

"No, Sedious Allen Fluke don't you dare say who our mum is," Fontania said.

"What did I say earlier Fontania? Didn't I say to stay out of it?" Rose said, trying to inch forward closer to her just to give her what she deserves.

Damn! Potter's oldest really can sail a solid punch, even if his oldest is a girl. Not bad for Lillian either. Draco thought.

John somehow managed to keep Rose from plowing her a good one, even though she deserved it.

And Adrian kept Lillian back also.

"Say it Sedious," Lillian said. "Before you end up worse than you already are."

"Alright, her name is Cho," Sedious said.

Cho? Draco thought. Cho ended up with this little brat of a son? Who the hell did she marry anyway? This is something that Potter should know.

"Cho who?" Lillian asked.

"Fluke, what else of course!" Fontania said.

"No, you little b*tch, what's her maiden name?" Rose asked.

John again, fought to keep Rose where she was at.

"Hey! Don't call my sister that!" Sedious said at once.

"I'm not the one who called my mum a mudblood," Rose shot back. “We may have her brains but we also know what the meaning of a mudblood means.”

Sedious then cowered. He apparently didn't know not to mess with Lillian or Rose for that matter.

"What's her maiden name?" Lillian demanded.

"Chang," Sedious said a few moments later.

He was waiting a few moments before he answered them but then quickly said it once he saw Adrian having to hold Lillian back tighter and tighter just to keep her away from Sedious.

"This has gone far enough," a voice said.

Draco then came out of his hiding spot and came into the spotlight.

"Father!" Adrian said.

"All of you back up to your dorms," Draco said. "Except you five."

The five meaning: Adrian, Lillian, Rose, John and Sedious, whom was still on the ground, looking as if he was about to cry.

Fontainia scowled as she went up the steps, along with the others.

"You," Draco said, aiming his voice towards Sedious. "Get up."

Sedious immediately got up.

"If I hear that you've bothered any of them, Adrian, Lillian, Rose or John, I swear on my father's grave that you will regret it. Just remember, I will be more of a threat to you than their fathers combined," Draco said.

"Also, write your mother back telling her exactly what happened here today. And also say for me, that she'd better watch what she says. Tell her that Draco Malfoy said that," Draco said a few minutes later.

"Yes sir," Sedious said and then scattered back up to his dorm.

After he was gone, Draco then felt like he was being tackled.

"Thank-you Uncle Draco," Rose said, wrapping her arms around him.

"Your welcome Rosey-Rose," Draco said, giving Rose a hug back.

"Don't you think I've outgrown that name?" Rose asked.

"I don't see you not calling me uncle," Draco said. "Besides, I'll call you whatever I want."

"Yeah but." Rose argued.

"But nothing," Draco said, letting go of Rose.

Rose then went into John's arms, as he hugged her close to his body.

"So," Draco said, turning and looking at his son. "Girlfriend, eh?"

"Well, that is if she'll agree to be," Adrian said turning and looking at Lillian.

"You bet I do," Lillian said, quickly and then rushing into his arms, also sealing the deal with a kiss.

Draco laughed, “Oh my, boy would your father freak out about right now if he saw you just kiss a Malfoy, let alone a Potter kissing a Malfoy.”

“You're not going to tell him are you?” Lillian asked, suddenly ending the kiss.

"Your mother would freak out if she had just seen this whole episode. She'd disapprove how you just asked her out too," Draco said, ignoring Lillian's question.

"If she'd have been here, she'd have made you got down on your knees and ask her. Just be lucky she didn't make you do that, plus take you to a beautiful sunrise and have you ask her," Draco continued.

"That she would Mister Malfoy," a voice said coming into the room.

Professor McGonagall then swiftly came into the common room.

"But I'd have to say that it would be about time you went back home to Ginny. I believe she's in a little bit of a predicament at the moment," Minevera said. "Besides, if Professor Snape caught you in the Gryffindor Common Room, he himself would say you-know-what, towards his own head former student, let alone he'd be disgusted to see you in the opposite common room."

"That he would," Draco laughed gently. "What would be wrong with Ginny, Professor?"

"That's why I'm saying you should go to her," Minevera said. "Bye Mister Malfoy."

"Bye," Draco said and then disappeared.

"Now you two," Professor said towards Rose and Lillian. "I'll let this one go; on the account of I would have done the same thing, especially since it was about my most favorite and top student, and also your mother. But Rose, please know that you are not a mistake as Sedious' mother made it look. I believe that things are meant to happen whether we want them to or not."

"Yes ma'am," Rose said. “Thanks Professor.”

Chapter 17: Unmistakable Moment

It was a pretty afternoon in England. The leaves were just turning colors, the birds were still chirping away at their lovely tunes they sang aversely. The weather was even nice, for a change.

A song began to come into the air. It seemed to be coming in from the Manor. Ginny and LeAnn were at the piano, playing Fur Elise, by Beethoven.

Ginny was surprised she still remembered it from the time that her mother had taught her the beautiful piece. It took skills to play such a piece. It was a classic. She hoped to find the music to Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven so she could teach LeAnn it too.

“Mum! Look I'm doing it!” LeAnn shouted excitedly towards her mother.

“I see sweetie,” Ginny said, smiling towards LeAnn. “That's good. Will you play it once more for me?”

LeAnn happily obliged as she then put her fingers to the keys and began to play the beautiful piece. When she finished, she jumped up towards her mother and wrapped her arms around her neck.

Ginny was taken a back for a moment and then put her arms around her child.

LeAnn pulled away and then gave Ginny a kiss on the cheek and said, “Thank-you Mum!”

~*~

Draco had heard LeAnn playing the piano and then up to where she was now, thanking her mother and giving her another kiss on the cheek.

Draco walked into the room and then signaled to LeAnn by putting a finger up to his mouth. She winked at him and went on being happy with her mother.

“Mum?” LeAnn asked.

“Yes dear?” Ginny responded.

“Could you teach me more of Beethoven's music?” LeAnn asked.

“Sure, but go clean up your room now,” Ginny said.

“When Mum?” LeAnn asked.

“Well, I assumed I wanted you to go clean your room right now,” Ginny said.

“No, when will you teach me more?” LeAnn asked.

“Oh, perhaps starting tomorrow,” Ginny said.

LeAnn's face lit up like a child growing impatient to open their gifts on Christmas morning.

Ginny laughed a bit and then said, “Well, go on. Off with you now.”

“Thank-you Mum!” LeAnn said as she jumped off of Ginny's lap and then ran right by her father.

Ginny got up and then began to push the bench back where it belonged. She turned around and then was suddenly dipped backwards as if she were dancing. She noticed a pair of strong hands had a hold of her as she went back.

“Draco, pull me back up. I'm getting dizzy,” Ginny said, noticing after a while that it'd been a few moments that she'd been in this position.

Draco's body came closer to her and finally his face met face to face with her's.

“Dra-“ Ginny tried to say but then a very persuasive tongue invaded her mouth.

Draco then pulled her back up and pulled out of the gentle kiss he had just given her and said, “Ginny, I love you, my sweet.”

“I love you too, but if you really do love me then you won't do that again,” Ginny said.

“Why?” Draco asked.

“Because you know I don't like to be dizzy,” Ginny said, and then said under her breath, “especially not at this time period.”

“What did you just say?” Draco asked, picking up a little bit of what she said under her breath.

“Nothing,” Ginny lied.

“Mrs. Malfoy, you know that I can detect a lie a mile away, and you're not even a foot away from me,” Draco said. “Is there something that you need to say?”

“Why would you think that?” Ginny asked, hoping he wouldn't beat her to it, fully knowing, he could if he wanted to.

“Oh I believe you said under you breath, I might like to add, `especially not at this time period'. Care to explain that one?” Draco asked, fully knowing what she was going to say, if only she said it.

“Uh,” Ginny said, backing up towards the exit of the room. “I don't know.”

She then ran out of the room and ran smack into Harry, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, in the kitchen. She went flying backwards into Draco's arms as he was suddenly right behind her. Draco's arms instantly went in front of her stomach.

Draco landed back on his backside with Ginny on top of him and with Harry landing the exact same way on the other side, except he didn't have Ginny on top of him.

“Ouch!” Harry said, as he got up and rubbed his head, which suddenly had a big knot on the top of now.

“I know how you feel,” Draco said, taking his hand and feeling his back.

“Oh I'm sorry Harry,” Ginny said. “Draco, here, was about to tickle me so naturally I ran. You know how I am with tickling.”

“Uh-huh,” Harry said. “Sure do. I remember Fred and George doing that to you all the time. You'd squeal like a baby pig just being born.”

“Oh thanks Harry for sharing that moment,” Ginny said as she got up and then helped Draco up.

“So, what did you drop by for?” Draco asked, as he got up and stood in front of Harry.

“Oh I was told that you might tell me what happened between Rose, Lillian, and that Sedious fellow,” Harry said.

“Oh sure, it was quite interesting really,” Draco said, laughing a tad bit.

“Well, please do tell,” Harry said.

“Ok,” Draco said. “It was a couple of weeks after the sorting of the houses ceremony. Lillian was talking with some boy. The boy insulted Hermione, by quoting what his mother had told him in a letter apparently. Next thing I knew, the boy was on the ground. Both of your daughters gave him one solid punch on each eye. I got to tell you though, Rose sure has one heck of a damn good punch.”

“Draco!” Ginny said. “Don't say that.”

“What? It's the truth,” Draco said.

“Any more that I should know?” Harry asked.

“Well, matter of fact there is yes,” Draco said. “At least two or three more things.”

“Ok, let's have it out then,” Harry said.

“The boy's mother is Cho. She apparently married somebody from France, by the name of Fluke,” Draco said.

“Ok, what was so bad that her son ended up with two black eyes?” Harry asked.

“Well, you might want to sit down for this part,” Draco said. “It might shock you, considering it came from the mouth of Cho Chang, now Fluke.”

Harry sat down and then prepared himself for what was to come.

“Ok, spill Malfoy,” Harry said.

“He has a first name you know Harry, or should I even begin to call you by the name Potter?” Ginny snarled, apparently she wasn't happy at the moment.

Both Draco and Harry looked at her questionably, wondered what on earth the matter with her was.

“Sure Gin,” Harry said. “Sorry about that Draco.”

“Quite alright,” Draco said. “Now, I'm just quoting what I heard.”

“Ok,” Harry said. “Out with it.”

“My mum also said that if your father hadn't have gone and gotten that mudblood Granger knocked up then she'd be with him and,” Draco quoted.

“And what?” Harry said, with his blood boiling mad just a tad bit.

“Well, you see, the boy didn't get a chance to finish his sentence because that's when your daughters took one heck of a sail with their fists right into his eye, one on each side. Lillian, of course didn't know that Rose was right behind her,” Draco finished. “That's how come he ended up on the floor.”

“Ok, what were the other two things,” Harry said, still steaming mad just a bit. “I'll speak with Cho myself about this personally.”

“Harry no!” Ginny said. “Don't you dare go over there and blow some steam about what she said. Don't let her get to you. Besides she knows now that your daughters did a nice little number on her son. You dare go over there, I'll bring you back myself and if I have to I'll drag you.”

Ginny meant business. You could see that easily by looking at her face.

“Ok, Gin, I promise I won't go over there. But I sure would like to owl her about it,” Harry said.

“If you do, then keep it civil,” Ginny warned.

“Now what were the other two things?” Harry asked.

“I understand that you had Rose under room arrest for a while before she went back to Hogwarts, am I right?” Draco asked.

“Yes,” Harry said.

“Did you ever find out who she was with all that time?” Draco asked.

“Draco, don't,” Ginny warned.

“Gin, he's got to know sometime. Might as well know now,” Draco said.

“Know what? Who was it exactly?” Harry asked.

Before Draco could answer, Ginny spoke before he had the chance. Ginny took his hand for support.

“My nephew,” Ginny said.

“Fred's son? He's only 3 years younger than Rose!” Harry said.

“Not Fred's son, Harry. Percy's son,” Ginny said.

“Percy's son? He has a son?” Harry asked as he fell back into the chair he had been sitting in before.

“Yes, apparently he does. The first time I saw him, he flooed here. Asking for me, Draco hardly let him in. Poor boy, he tried so hard to get me believe who he was that he said. I kept thinking he was Percy,” Ginny said.

“What's his name?” Harry asked.

“John,” Ginny said.

“Should I be worried about him or even Rose?” Harry asked.

“No, not really,” Ginny said. “They're so cute together.”

“Gin, please spare us the lovey-dovey stuff will you?” Draco said, gently.

“You said two or three. You've said two, what's the third thing?” Harry asked.

“It's about Lillian and Adrian,” Draco said.

“What about Adrian?”

“What about Lillian?”

Both Harry and Ginny had said at the same time.

“They're together,” Draco said.

“I know they're together. Lillian wrote to Hermione about it the weekend after they started going out,” Harry said.

“What? He knew and not me?” Ginny asked.

“I'm sorry Ginny,” Draco said. “I just assumed that Adrian had told you that in his letter to you that weekend.”

“Well, smart one, maybe you shouldn't assume!” Ginny said. “And you!”

“What did I do?” Harry asked, innocently.

“What did you do?” Ginny exclaimed. “You knew about it and yet you somehow never managed to say anything about it to me!”

“What was I supposed to do? Run to you every time I hear something?” Harry asked.

“Well no but you could have at least said something to me about it,” Ginny said.

“Ginny!” Draco hissed.

“No, it's not every day that you find out that your only son starts to date your best friend's youngest daughter!” Ginny said.

“I agree but Gin you got to be a little more reasonable about it,” Harry said.

“Harry, if I wasn't so dizzy from morning sickness and all that crud, I'd sure give you one good piece of my mind,” Ginny said.

Morning sickness? Dizzy? Why the heck didn't she tell me before? Draco thought.

“Morning sickness? It's half past one in the afternoon,” Harry said. “But congrats though.”

“Thanks Harry, but if you don't mind I'd like to speak with my wife alone,” Draco said.

“Good luck and I'd better get on home,” Harry said.

“Bye,” Draco said.

“Bye,” Harry said, and then left.

Draco then turned to Ginny, face to face.

“Ginny, why on earth didn't you tell me that you were going to have another baby? Besides the fact that it's number five already but really Gin. Don't you think you could have told me by now?” Draco asked.

“Cause I never found the dad gum time to say the words to you at the right moment!” Ginny said.

“Ginny please calm down sweetie,” Draco said and then gently kissed her.

Ginny then went right into his arms and said, “I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I want it so badly to be a boy. You've only got one. Three girls and one boy—“

“Ginny, it doesn't matter what it is. As long as it's a Malfoy and a healthy one at that,” Draco said, interrupting her.

“Oh don't doubt on that,” Ginny said. “I can promise you that.”

“I don't doubt that either,” Draco said.

“Draco-“

“Ginny, no offense, but hush. I just want to kiss my beautiful wife right now,” Draco said and then held on to her tight and kissed her.

“Oh I love you,” Ginny said, as she pulled out and then went right back to him.

Chapter 18: Detention and A Dispute

“I can't believe she gave us detention!” Rose whined towards her younger sister, Lillian.

“I know! What on earth for? We only gave what was deserved,” Lillian complained back.

“Well maybe he didn't deserve it, maybe it was just his mother, on account of she is the one who said it,” Rose said.

“Still I can't believe she's making us clean the floor of the Herbology room, without magic, I might like to add!” Lillian complained, yet again.

“At least she didn't make us clean it with toothbrushes,” Rose suggested.

“That's only because there wasn't any spare to be had,” Lillian said, hoping it was true.

“That's what you say,” Rose said. “I think the only reason she didn't make us use the toothbrushes is because of Mum. She was her favorite and top student.”

“My knees hurt!” Lillian complained, from being on the floor and also bare knees.

“You should have worn pants like I told you to,” Rose said. “That way, your knees won't give out so quickly.”

“Would you two stop your complaining and whining?” a voice asked, coming into the room, or rather outs from the invisibility cloak.

“Daddy!” Lillian shouted as she ran towards him and engulfed herself in his arms, forgetting about her sore knees.

“Well, hello to you too Lily,” Harry said and then looked at Rose and addressed her by her name, “Rose.”

“Father,” Rose said, cold-heartedly.

Apparently, these two never had gotten over their differences from before. Then again, she never did tell him whom she was with. Rose just gave him the cold shoulder the rest of the time until up to the time at the train station.

“Oh come on Rosey-Rose,” Harry said. “Lighten up would you? I already know who you were with. And I know about your boyfriend too missy.”

Harry's last sentence he had directed to Lillian. She looked up into his emerald green eyes and smiled.

“You do?” Lillian asked, cheerfully.

“Yes I do and even though it may seem weird for a Potter and a Malfoy to mix, at least I know where he came from. At least Ginny wasn't rotten as a child. It shows through Adrian. How do you think he got into Gryffindor?” Harry said.

“Well, I always did wonder why he ended up over here and not there,” Lillian said, referring to the houses, Gryffindor and Slytherin.

“Heredity makes a huge difference, mind you,” Harry said. “And don't you forget that.”

“Yes sir,” Lillian said, joking like as she saluted him.

“Lily,” Harry said, laughing at her antidote. “As funny as that is, don't ever do that again.”

“Well, ok,” Lillian said. “If you say so. Although it did make you laugh.”

“Yes I know dear,” Harry said. “Now if you wouldn't mind, run along now. I'd like to talk to your sister. Alone.”

“Yes Daddy. It was nice to see you again,” Lillian said.

“You too dear,” Harry said. “Now run along.”

Lillian gave her Daddy one last hug and kiss goodbye and then left.

“Rose,” Harry said, sternly and calmly.

“Father,” Rose said coldly.

“Oh stop it with the coldness. Don't you think I've had enough of that already? The least you could do is show a little affection maybe?” Harry suggested.

“Why should I? You wouldn't understand me,” Rose said, as she continued to get down on her knees and scrub the floor.

Stubborn. Just like her mother at times, Harry thought.

I heard that! Hermione intermingled into Harry's mind by telepathy.

Well you try to straighten up a daughter whose not only a teen but a stubborn teen! Harry said back.

I've already been there Harry, Hermione said back.

Would you two stop it? You're giving me a headache! Rose shouted in both of their minds.

Me too! Lillian interrupted into all three of their minds.

Lillian, come back in here. I don't want to be alone with Father, Rose said to Lillian, and only Lillian alone.

Sarah, Rose and Lillian's aunt, Harry's younger sister, had taught her that skill: to send a message to only one person and manage to block the rest out. Rose had gotten used to it, well except she couldn't block Lillian out when she needed to or wanted to.

I'm coming, Lillian said back in the same way. Sarah's twin sister, Nicole had been teaching Lillian the skills.

Thank-goodness! Rose shouted with joy in her head to Lillian.

You really love me that much? Lillian asked her, with a tint of sarcasm in her voice.

Oh shut up and get here already would you? Rose asked, impatiently.

“Rose,” Harry said, interrupting Lillian's and Rose's conversation.

“What?” Rose asked.

“I already know you were with John Weasley, but why on earth wouldn't you tell me? Is it because of you're afraid of what I might think of him? Cause if if's that, then I'll definitely tell you what I think of him. Or is it because of someone else?” Harry asked, as if he was rambling on.

“You know the reason,” Rose said. “You know it damn well.”

“Don't push your luck Rose,” Harry said. “Just because I'm your father doesn't mean that you can swear to me anytime you'd like.”

“I just did,” Rose said and then went back to her work on the floor.

“Then you can forget about Christmas this year. Don't even bother coming home for it,” Harry said, as he then left the room moving the cloak back over himself before he opened the door and then left.

“Smooth sis,” Lillian said, coming into the room. “Smooth.”

“Lillian, shut your damn mouth for once,” Rose snarled.

“You know? Sometimes I wonder if you truly belong in Gryffindor,” Lillian said.

“Oh shut-up will you? Just finish your side of the room,” Rose said, tossing her a rag already with water in it so it'd splash her once it landed in her hands.

“Oh thanks,” Lillian sneered.

“Your welcome,” Rose said. “Get over it.”

“I swear! I don't know who's like who sometimes,” a voice said coming from the shadows.

Lillian and Rose both looked up towards the chalk board to see Professor McGonagall staring absent-mindedly at the two of them.

“Professor? Have you been here the whole time?” Rose asked.

“Yes Rose I have and I might like to say, shouldn't you give your father some slack once in a while?” Professor McGonagall asked.

Rose didn't answer.

“I thought that's what you'd say,” Professor McGonagall said. “Guess I'd better put your name down for those who are staying for Christmas this year.”

“Better put my name too,” Lillian said.

“No, Lillian,” the Professor said. “Even though you resemble your grandmother, Lily, a lot and act like her a lot. Sometimes not for your own good, I might add. But this time, I think there are other plans ahead in store for you.”

“Professor? Are you a seer?” Lillian asked.

“No, I just know better,” Professor McGonagall said. “Now get busy before I get out the toothbrushes.”

“See I told you!” Rose hissed.

“And you're right Rose,” Professor McGonagall said. “That is the reason why I didn't make you and Lillian use toothbrushes. Every other person that got this, had to use the toothbrushes.”

Lillian and Rose smiled at Professor McGonagall.

“And because, this way, with a rag, there isn't as many streaks on the floor!” Professor McGonagall stressed.

Chapter 19: Elemental Baby

Harry and Hermione were sitting on the couch that sat katy-cornered to the fireplace in their study on a cold December morning. The fireplace was a blazing a nice warm and cozy fire. Across from them in a chair, was Ginny, just relaxing with them at first, then she fell asleep. Hermione told Harry not to wake her. She needed her sleep.

Draco appeared in front Harry and Hermione.

“Have you two seen Ginny?” Draco asked, rather kind of loud.

“Shh!” Hermione said, shushing him. “I don't think it'd be wise to wake your wife, just about now. She needs her sleep and so she will receive her sleep. And don't you dare try to wake her.”

“But,” Draco said, going over to Ginny. He reached his hand out towards Ginny.

“Try me,” Hermione said, just before he touched her. “I wouldn't do that if I were you.”

“Mione, she has been asleep for a while now,” Harry said. “She does need to get up before she makes it to where she won't be able to sleep later tonight.”

“Just leave her there for a couple more minutes,” Hermione argued.

“No,” Harry said. “Draco, go ahead and wake her up.”

Just as soon as Draco even laid a finger on Ginny, a force field suddenly threw him back. Harry went over to Draco and helped him up.

“Ok, what the hell was that for?” Draco asked, rather kind of loud. Or rather loud enough to wake Ginny from her sleep.

Ginny opened her eyes to see Draco furiously upset. Hermione was still on the couch, except wide-eyed. Harry was still trying to calm Draco down.

“What's wrong with you?” Ginny asked.

“Are you sure that baby is mine?” Draco quickly asked.

“What the hell is wrong with you to be asking that?” Ginny asked, getting up from where she was previously sleeping.

“I sure as hell wouldn't think my baby would throw me half across the room just to try to wake you up,” Draco snarled at Ginny.

“What are you talking about?” Ginny asked.

“Gin,” Harry said softly. “That's what the baby just did.”

“What?” Ginny asked, putting her hands over her stomach. “There's no way that's possible. I would have known, right?”

“Actually, yes Ginny it is,” Hermione said. “And yes Draco, the baby is yours. The baby is probably just an elemental or something.”

“How do you know that?” Ginny asked.

“Well for one,” Hermione said. “Rose did the same thing to Harry before she was born. That and I looked it up.”

Of course you did, Ginny sarcastically thought.

“What do we do now? I can't stand not to be near him,” Ginny said, going over to Draco. Before she could get about 3 inches from him, the baby threw her back to the mini couch.

“Ginny!” Draco said, as he went to her, but stayed back, fearing of what the baby could do to him the second time around.

“This is hopeless,” Ginny said, starting to cry. “I can't even get close enough to kiss my husband. You hear that in there? You're making your mother upset!”

Ginny's last two outcries were directed to the baby. Hermione got up and went over to her cautiously. Draco and Harry watched cautiously.

“Mione,” Harry said.

“Don't worry Harry,” Hermione said. “I'll be fine. Remember we have at least every thing soft in here in case I do get thrown.”

Hermione reached Ginny and touched her hand.

“See?” Hermione said. “Apparently, I'm fine.”

“Harry you try,” Draco said. “If it's just me then at least the baby won't harm anybody else.”

Harry did the same as Hermione and succeeded.

“Ok,” Ginny said getting up. “I'm going to try to get close to him again. Let's try to hold onto each other this time.”

“Ok,” Draco said, as he put his arms out for her to grab a hold of. “Be careful though.”

Ginny went over this time. Touched his hands and then the baby instantly threw both of them back. But the baby didn't win this time. Ginny and Draco were still holding onto each other.

“Oh! Ow!” Ginny said.

“What's the matter?” Draco said, trying to pull her further towards him.

“The baby is retaliating against us so, it decided to kick me,” Ginny said, now about 2 inches from Draco's face.

Draco stooped his head down a little bit and covered her lips with his. The baby tried to resist but instead both Ginny and Draco pulled the other closer.

“It'll be ok,” Draco whispered against Ginny's lips.

“I think I'd better go sit down before the baby kicks me to death,” Ginny said. “I can't stand not being close to you but I also can't stand to be kicked at the same time.”

Draco nodded at her and kissed her again and then let her go. Ginny went to sit on the couch.

“Ok Mione,” Ginny said. “What did you two do when Rose was like this?”

“Mione, no!” Harry said, before Hermione got a chance to speak. “Don't make them go through what you put me through.”

“Harry, that spell only focuses on what needs to be solved. Trust me it won't hurt them,” Hermione said.

“What is it?” Ginny asked.

“You don't need it!” Harry said.

“Harry, hush,” Hermione said. “It may help them.”

“Hermione, if I may remind you,” Harry said. “It took a great while to get you to wake up. If it wasn't for Sarah then you wouldn't have been able to come out of that state.”

“What state?” Draco asked. “Ginny, if it's as dangerous as it sounds, than you're not doing that.”

“She was in her own nightmare and she was unconscious,” Harry said.

“Harry it wasn't that bad,” Hermione said.

“Hermione, don't kid yourself. You nearly scared me half out of my wits. Draco, don't let her do it,” Harry said.

“Right,” Draco said. “Ginny, we'll find another way to figure this out. I promise.”

"We'd better," Ginny said. "Because I can't stand not to be near you."

"I know baby, I know," Draco said, coming closer to her, not having a care in the world if the baby would throw him away again.

Draco took a hold of her at her hips and pulled her closer. Leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. The kiss was infuriating. Heck, it was like a fire starting and never ending.

"Let's go home Ginny," Draco said against her lips.

"Yes," Ginny said, understanding him perfectly, "lets."

"See you two later," Draco said towards Hermione and Harry.

"Bye," Harry and Hermione said.

Ginny then took Draco's hand and apparated to their bedroom, more like on top of their bed.

"Why Ginny, my dear, you seem to look as if you need some attention," Draco said, flirting.

"You bet I do," Ginny said. "Care to offer some to a mother of an Elemental baby?"

"It'll be my pleasure," Draco said, ending their words with a kiss and also beginning an adventure for both of them for the time being for the next several hours.

Chapter 20 : Christmas Tears, Part 1

Things for the Potters' and the Malfoys' were as some would say, quite interesting, or at least during this Christmas season as it was. The Malfoys' were happy, well one of them was at least. Adrian was the only one who didn't know of the little event about a week ago when Draco's mother suddenly made Ginny feel so inferior that Ginny ran to the only place she knew where she'd be safe . Away from the Manor was her own little place just at the outskirts of the Burrow, the place was built by her alone. Nobody knew about the place, except her herself, not even Draco knew of it.

So as it was, Ginny had been missing from Draco's sight for at least a week now. Draco had often wondered where she was, but all the wondering in the world wouldn't help him any to find her. Of course, he did search for her, but no such luck.

The twins missed their mother dearly, not to mention so did Caitlyn. They had never experienced a time when their mother wasn't there for them when they needed her most. The worst of it, Adrian had no clue as to what was going on currently. He was the only one that Ginny had kept contact with. Adrian sent letters to his mother as if nothing had happened. Simply, he didn't know of anything that had happened in the past week or so. So naturally, since Ginny didn't want to upset her son she kept in touch with him, also making sure nobody could track her down. Specifically, Draco's mother, Narcissa Malfoy, former Black.

Ginny couldn't see how such an evil person as Narcissa was could be related to Sirius Black. Sirius was exactly the opposite. Sure, he could be ornery but never evil as Narcissa had been last Tuesday. She tried to kill her, mainly her and Draco's elemental baby that she was carrying. Draco knew nothing of what his mother had done. If it wasn't for the power to be able to apparate away, Ginny would be dead, literally. Sure, Ginny was scared as hell, but instead of fighting back, she instantly fled for the life of her baby.

Now as it was, with Ginny missing and all, it was not only coming close to the arrival of the baby, but it was also coming near the Christmas holidays. One of which would also not be a happy year also, for Ginny and the Potters'. Mainly for Ginny, since she planned on not going out of this little place of her's until after the baby was born, but also for Rose.

Rose had been eluded from the family household by her father, after a little dispute between Harry and Rose. Being the perfect boyfriend he was, John instantly stayed by Rose's side. He told her he was staying with her during the Christmas holidays, even if her father did kick her out of the house for Christmas, so to speak. She tried to reason with him but it did no good at all.

Furthermore, Ginny decided to invite Rose and John to come to stay with her. She knew she was safe inviting a Potter and a Weasley to her place. She knew Narcissa wouldn't think to track her nephew or Rose for that matter. She made sure for that matter, that the place was heavily secured from anybody finding her. She had taken care of that when she first built her home. Her place was small, she admitted but it didn't take her long to add on to her place. All it took was a flick of her wand and a little power of her own to do so.

Ginny sat in front of her writing desk in her library and took the quill that sat near the ink. She dipped it into the ink and began to write on the parchment in front of her.

Dear Rose and John,

As you may or may not know by now, I have disappeared from Draco and the rest of the family, heck, the whole wizarding world practically. The only person who doesn't know that I know of that is not aware of my disappearance is my son, Adrian. Be sure not to mention any of this to him. I understand that Rose, you have been eluded from Christmas at your family's household this year. And you John, have made your father and mother very upset at your decision of not coming home for Christmas this year also. For therefore, as I know that you two should not spend Christmas alone, I am offering for you two to come spend Christmas with me at my place. I cannot tell you where I am at for the sake of my baby's protection. I understand that tomorrow is the day for everybody to be going home for Christmas. Owl me back with a response on your thoughts. If you do come, I'll send a portkey for both of you. Love you both, my dears.

Love always,

Aunt Ginny

Ginny sent the letter off to Rose and John and then went to the living room of her home. She turned on the TV and saw that one of her favorite shows was currently on: Mash. She loved the humor of the Muggle television series. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep on her couch.

About three hours later, Ginny was awoken by the nibbling of Rose's pet owl with the response of her request. Ginny gave her a few scraps as a reward and then read Rose's response.

Dear Aunt Ginny,

Both me and John agree to come spend Christmas with you. Yes we knew of your disappearance. So did Adrian, he just didn't let on. He also kept writing back and forth to his father, letting him know that you were ok and safe at least. They all are worried about you. He doesn't know what he did to make you suddenly take up and leave the Manor. I thought there had to be a mighty damn good reason why you would flee but I'm curious now and you have me worried. What happened suddenly for you to flee to protect your baby?

Love,

Rosey-Rose

Rosey-Rose was still her signature when it came to letters to Draco and Ginny. She didn't mind if Draco or Ginny had called her that. She wouldn't mind if her father did either at times, but their differences were quite beyond going back to the easy transition of father and daughter roles.

Ginny then went back to her room to get the two portkeys she had made. They were rings. She slipped them into a envelope, sealed the envelope and sent it to Rose and John with the bird.

Not even half an hour later, Rose and John were suddenly instantly in front of Ginny in her kitchen.

“Hungry my dears?” Ginny asked, also greeting them with a hug for each of them.

“Aunt Ginny, you've got me worried. Why would you suddenly feel the need to flee to protect the baby?” Rose asked, ignoring Ginny's gentle greeting.

“Let's take one step at a time Rosey-Rose,” Ginny said, going back to the stove.

“Rosey-Rose?” John asked.

“It's an old nickname my father gave me,” Rose said. “I only still let Aunt Ginny and Uncle Draco call me that.”

“Well ok,” John said. “But back to the main subject that was introduced, which you ignored, what are you fixing Aunt Ginny?”

Apparently, John's mind was only on food at the moment.

“Steaks and eggs, also bacon,” Ginny replied.

“Quite a combination that is, but it sounds good to me,” John said. “Right Rose?”

“Yes, actually that does sound good. When will it be ready Aunt Ginny?” Rose asked.

“In a matter of a few minutes. The steaks are all ready done, and in the microwave, along with the scrambled eggs. I'm just waiting on this bacon to finish up. Care to set the table for me?” Ginny asked.

“Sure, where are the plates and silverware?” John asked.

“Plates are in the second cabinet to the left of me and the silverware, Rose is in the third drawer to the right of me. Would one of you get the glasses out of the very far cabinet to the left and set them on the table as well?” Ginny asked.

“Sure Aunt Ginny,” John said as he went to get the plates as Rose did the same with the silverware and the napkins too.

“Thank-you,” Ginny said. “John once you're done setting the plates, come get the plate of steaks and put it on the table. Rose you get the eggs. I'll bring the bacon.”

“Yes ma'am,” John and Rose had said at the same time.

Ginny giggled a little bit at their reaction but then continued with what she was doing at the moment.

Less than ten minutes later, all three of them were eating at the table.

Another five minutes later, Rose spoke up once again.

“Aunt Ginny, would you please tell us why you felt as if you had to flee to protect your baby?” Rose asked.

Ginny sighed.

“Might as well, it's better that you know anyway,” Ginny said. “I didn't feel as if I needed to flee, I knew I had to flee. Don't get me wrong though, Draco didn't do anything wrong. He's been nothing but good to me all these wonderful years. It was his mother who made me feel so inferior that I knew I had to flee from out of sight from everybody. That is also why I trust that you two will not say anything to anybody of my whereabouts.”

“Very well,” John said. “But what happened for his mother to make you feel inferior?”

“John dear, she tried to kill the baby, she tried to kill me,” Ginny said.

Rose dropped her fork and knife that were currently in her hands.

“What? Perhaps I didn't quite hear you right,” Rose said, recovering from dropping her fork and knife, causing John to jump in reaction.

“You heard me right Rose,” Ginny said. “Draco's mother came by the house that morning. Draco was at work, the twins and Caitlyn were at the Burrow at the time. She started talking to me in a language that I thought I would hardly ever hear again. She started talking in parseltongue. I knew what she was saying, but I won't tell you what her words were. Simply, her words were spelling out to me that if I didn't get out of the Manor soon, I would be dead. Before I did flee, she pulled out her wand and began to raise her arm up towards me, towards my stomach mainly. I apparated out of there before she spoke again.”

Ginny then took a sip of her water and finished eating. Neither John or Rose said a thing throughout the rest of the dinner time. They were both shocked to say the least. Rose couldn't understand how anybody would want Aunt Ginny or her baby for that matter, dead.

Chapter 20: Christmas Tears, Pt.2

Ginny was tired of this. It had only been three days since she had invited Rose and John to stay with her during Christmas. Now it seemed all they did together, besides with her during meals or such, was to kiss. There wasn't a time when she would walk into a room and find them either on a bed or a chair or a couch, and they would be playing tonsil hockey.

Before she could go over to pull those two out of the kiss to give them her share piece of mind, Adrian's owl came in through the window. At least his bird, like Errol, the ole' famous Weasley bird, didn't fly smack into the window, fall to the ground and take a good five minutes to fly back up to the window and through.

Ginny took the letter from the bird, gave it a few scraps from the morning's breakfast, and then sat down in the chair in the kitchen and opened the letter from her son.

Dear Mother,

I hope you are alright. Yes, I know that you are missing. I knew it since when you first left. You did leave a few hints. Not in writing, but in the way you spoke to me. I didn't mind, but I've got to know Mother, why? Why did you leave us? Father has to hold Caitlyn every night while she cries herself to sleep. Not to mention, LeAnn and Nicole miss you terribly. I keep getting owls from them, asking me where you are and when you're going to be back. Why did you leave Father? He's beside himself right now as I write to you. I've kept an eye on him, he doesn't know it, but I have. He looks pitiful. He blames himself for you being away. He thinks he did something to cause this. I understand you two had a little bit of an argument that morning. Mother, why?

Love always your son,

Adrian

He thought it was his fault? Ginny thought.

Before Ginny could get up and get a piece of parchment and ink and quill to reply, she spied another letter in the envelope.

She opened it and read.

My Dearest Ginny,

My dear Ginny, wherever you are, I want you to know that I love you and that I hope you forgive me for whatever I did to cause you to disappear from my sight. I love you Ginny, please come home. I can't seem to get over it that you're with child and coming so close to the big day and not to mention Christmas, and yet I can't be with you. You're my other half of my soul. I need you Ginny. Please come home. I love you.

Love,

Draco

They all thought I left them on purpose? Just because some argument with Draco? Ginny thought.

Ginny went back to her room and instantly got another port key, along with parchment, ink, and a quill. She sat back down at the kitchen table and began to write.

Draco,

I love you sweetie. I didn't leave because of you. I can't tell you where I am, I can only give you something that will lead you to me. It is not a matter of why I left so suddenly without warning; it's a matter of whom. Please come.

Love,

Ginny

About half an hour later, Ginny was laying on her bed taking a nap when she heard voices down the hallway. She recognized one of the voices being Rose and John and then the other was Draco. Then the voices stopped. She heard footsteps coming closer to her door.

The door opened and in came Draco.

"Draco!" Ginny shouted as she went into his arms.

"Ginny, why did you leave?" Draco asked, holding onto his wife.

A tear came to her eye as the thought of why she left came to mind.

"Ginny," Draco said, drying the tear with his finger. "Did I do something to upset you so bad that day you left that you have to cry?"

"Draco," Ginny said. "You weren't the reason I left."

"Then what is it Gin?" Draco asked.

"Ten minutes after you left the Manor after our argument, your mother showed up. She corned me and started to speak in another language. I knew partially what she was saying but then she got out her wand and was about to kill the baby, kill me. I fled away. I left to protect the baby. She is an elemental after all," Ginny said, still snuggling next to Draco's chest.

"How do you know it's a girl?" Draco asked.

"Last night, I received a dream from her. She reassured me I'd be alright. And that your mother couldn't kill the baby, since she's one of the most powerful Elementals that's going to be born. I didn't know that then when she did try to kill me other wise I'd still be with you at the Manor," Ginny said.

"I'm glad you're ok and I'm just glad to have you back in my arms," Draco said as he looked into her eyes, leaned down and kissed her.

Chapter 20: Christmas Tears, Pt.3

“Harry please talk to your daughter, our daughter,” Hermione corrected as she pleaded with her husband on Christmas Eve.

“No,” Harry said. “She knows full well that until she's willing to talk then she may request to come home.”

“Harry James Potter! I can not believe you! It's Christmas Eve, you hear that? CHRISTMAS EVE! I want my daughter here, home. You got that? Whatever happened between you two, well you two can get over it! I'm damn tired of this feud between my husband and my firstborn. You get her home before tomorrow morning or you will remain on the couch until I die!” Hermione shouted. She was rolling with anger that had pent up inside of her over the past months. She was surprised she had made it this long.

“Hermione, you don't mean that,” Harry said, gently trying to calm down his wife. He touched her arm trying to comfort her.

She jerked her arm away from him.

“Don't you dare touch me,” Hermione growled towards Harry. “In fact, I don't want to see you until after I've seen that the two of you are like you were at least fourteen years ago. You remember that Harry? Remember back when you used to call Rose, Rosey-Rose? Remember that? Or when you two would gain up on me to have fun? Do you remember those days?”

“Yes,” Harry said, solemnly.

“Go,” Hermione said as she sat on their bed in their bedroom.

“Go?” Harry said confused.

“Yes,” Hermione said. “I told you. You get her home before morning and I might let you back in this bed with me. Go.”

Harry didn't dare look into her eyes. He already knew what they looked like. He had seen those eyes before and he sure as hell didn't want to see those again. Instead, he apparated out of there to the only place he knew of where to go: back to his mother and father's house.

Hermione was in tears, and she'd be damned if she let Harry see those tears. She missed her daughter, heck she even missed their mother and daughter arguments. It hurt to have your firstborn being taken away, especially by the firstborn's father.

~*~*~*~

Lily and James were still ghosts almost like. They hadn't moved on yet to their rightful place for one main reason: the firstborn of the second born from Harry and Hermione, the 3^rd generation hadn't been born yet. So James and Lily, and also Sarah and Nicole too, the twins, were all still here. But they also knew that it wouldn't be long now before Draco and Ginny's elemental daughter was to be born. In fact, it was only a matter of a few hours or so before it happened.

Harry arrived and noticed his father, ghost spirit like of course, standing at the door of his study waiting for him.

“Come Harry,” James said. “It's high time we had a talk.”

“Yes Father,” Harry said.

“You know that freaks me out,” James said. “I'd prefer it if you'd have just called me Dad like usual sons do.”

“Ok sorry Dad,” Harry said as he followed James into the study.

As soon as James had shut the door, he turned to Harry and then spoke volumes.

“What the hell is this that I hear about you kicking Rose out, especially at Christmas time?” James said, going to an uproar.

“Dad!” Harry said.

“Don't you `Dad' me,” James said. “You know it was downright mean and cruel to kick your firstborn out of the house and especially for Christmas. You haven't learned how to deal with a teenager yet and you acted like one with Rose. Grow up Harry. It's about time that you did. You two used to be inseparable. What happened to that now?”

Harry didn't answer. He knew his father was right. He just kept listening as James continued.

“So what if you just found out about Rose being with a guy. There's always going to be a guy at some point in another. Just because she doesn't want to talk about it or rather won't. And I do believe I was watching that little heated argument between you two—

“What?” Harry said jumping up.

“Sit down!” James roared again. “I'm not through speaking.”

Harry sat down and continued listening and remembering his and Rose's last conversation.

flashback…

“Rose,” Harry said, interrupting Lillian's and Rose's conversation.

“What?” Rose asked.

“I already know you were with John Weasley, but why on earth wouldn't you tell me? Is it because of you're afraid of what I might think of him? Cause if it's that, then I'll definitely tell you what I think of him. Or is it because of someone else?” Harry asked, as if he was rambling on.

“You know the reason,” Rose said. “You know it damn well.”

“Don't push your luck Rose,” Harry said. “Just because I'm your father doesn't mean that you can swear to me anytime you'd like.”

“I just did,” Rose said and then went back to her work on the floor.

“Then you can forget about Christmas this year. Don't even bother coming home for it,” Harry said, as he then left the room moving the cloak back over himself before he opened the door and then left.

end of flashback…

James continued rambling on while Harry kept thinking about Rose's and his last conversation.

“Harry!” James said.

Harry jumped at the mere voice of his father's suddenly coming back into his ear range. He hadn't been listening. He was thinking about Rose.

“What have I done?” Harry said to himself. “I've turned my daughter against me over some silly idiotic situation. Thanks for knocking some sense into my head Dad. Bye.”

James looked confused.

I did that? Wow, Lily will be surprised. James thought.

Just keep thinking that James, Lily said telepathically. I saw the whole scene. He wasn't even listening to you after you continued rambling on. He was thinking about their argument.

“Oh Lily! You ruined my moment,” James complained.

“Oh you'll get over it,” Lily said. “Now come over here and help me out here. I seem to be under mistletoe.”

“Ooh, gladly,” James said cheerfully as he went over to Lily and kissed her.

Sparks went flying from the mistletoe as Lily and James kissed. Sarah and Nicole, learning this little trick from Sirius years ago, had put up magical mistletoe all over the place where their parents would be. If the kiss was good, sparks would come out but they never thought they'd come flying out.

~*~*~*~

Harry apparated to the only place he could think of to go to as to where Rose would be: the gates of Hogwarts. But he found Professor Dumbledore by the gate also.

“Professor Dumbledore, sir,” Harry said. “I've come to take my daughter, Rose home.”

“Ah, but Mr. Potter, she is indeed not here,” Dumbledore said.

“What? Not here? Where is she?” Harry asked one question after another. “She was supposed to stay here for Christmas. I've changed my mind, I want; well both Hermione and I both want her home.”

“I cannot tell you where she is, but I can show you or rather guide you,” Dumbledore said. “If you'll come with me to my office please.”

“Yes Professor,” Harry said.

“Harry, please call me Albus,” Dumbledore said. “I believe it's much too formal for me to call you Mr. Potter anymore as it is too formal for you to call me Professor.”

“Sure,” Harry said. “Albus.”

Harry followed Professor Dumbledore up to his office.

As along going along the corridor, Professor Dumbledore spoke.

“Watch out for Peeves on your left at this next corner,” Dumbledore said. “So you might want to get on the right side of me.”

“Thank-you Albus,” Harry said as he cautiously looked at the corner ahead of him and also got on the right side of Professor Dumbledore.

They finally got to the eagle statue that led to Professor Dumbledore's office.

“Lemon drops,” Professor Dumbledore said, as then the statue began to move in a clockwise circular direction.

They went up the stairs. Dumbledore went to a cabinet by his desk and pulled out a ring.

“Here,” Dumbledore said, handing it to Harry. “This will take you to Rose.”

“Thank-you Albus,” Harry said, taking the ring from his hand.

“Your welcome Harry,” Albus said. “Now, go win your daughter's heart back.”

“Sure will,” Harry said, as he then slipped on the ring to his finger and the port key took him to a place where he would have thought came out of nowhere.

“Harry?” a voice said.

“Ginny,” Harry said. “You're alright?”

“Yes, Harry I'm fine. How did you find this place?” Ginny asked.

Draco was sitting next to her on the couch.

“Professor Dumbledore gave me a port key. I'm here to take Rose home for Christmas,” Harry said.

“Aren't you two on non-speaking terms right now? Last I heard, you kicked Rose out of the house for Christmas this year,” Draco said.

“Yes, but with Hermione threatening for me to be on the couch until the day she dies and also with what my father was saying to me, I wasn't listening really but I came to my senses while sitting there on the couch in his study while he rambled on about something,” Harry said. “Where is she?”

“If you can pry her away from John, they're out on the terrace, probably kissing or such,” Draco said.

“Thanks,” Harry said as he started to move and then froze. “Hang on, where's the terrace?”

“Just through that door and down the path about nine yards,” Ginny said.

“Nine yards?” Harry said.

“You got it, nine yards,” Draco said. “I thought it was weird too.”

“Draco!” Ginny said, slapping his arm causing him to yelp.

“Have fun you two,” Harry said as he went through Ginny's directions to the terrace.

~*~*~*~

“Rose?” John asked.

“Yes?” Rose responded.

John pulled out a little black box and opened it.

“Will you marry me?” John asked, as he got down on one knee and held her hand.

“Oh! John!” Rose cried. “Yes! Yes, I'll marry you!”

John then put the ring on her finger just before Rose tackled him to the ground and started kissing him wildly and sweetly.

About five minutes later, a voice sounded.

“Rose,” Harry said.

Rose and John got up from their little ground charade Rose had started earlier and stood to face Harry, Rose's father.

“Dad?” Rose said. “What are you doing here? I thought you didn't want to see me during Christmas time this year.”

“I know Rosey-Rose but I've realized how much of a idiot I've been lately towards you. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did that day when you came home late. Or the day in Professor McGonagall's classroom either. I'm fine with John being your boyfriend and all and I don't have a problem with him because of his father,” Harry said, then he spied the ring on her finger. “Rosey-Rose?”

“Yes Daddy?” Rose asked.

That was the first time she had called her father, `daddy' since in over months.

“Don't tell me that's what I think it is on your finger,” Harry said, eyeballing the ring.

“It is Daddy,” Rose said. “John's asked me to marry him.”

“Now just hold on,” Harry said. “I barely know you son. If anything I know at least, you look exactly like your father. But you'd better not be exactly like him.”

“Oh don't worry about that Mr. Potter. I think Aunt Ginny would give me a fair share piece of mind if I was, along with her fist also maybe,” John said.

“That you are right,” Harry said. “And you'd better hope not to ever get on your Aunt Ginny's bad side. She has a mean punch.”

“Aunt Ginny got a hold of you once Daddy?” Rose asked.

“Not on purpose Rosey-Rose,” Harry said. “I just happened to be in her way when she was aiming for Ron. He ducked and I, unfortunately, was right behind him at that moment. Will you come home please? John you can come too. It'd probably be best if Ginny and Draco could go back to the Manor. Your mother is getting worn down since Adrian, LeAnn, Nicole, and Caitlyn have been at our Manor too lately.”

“Yes, I'll come home,” Rose said, as she went into her father's arms. She looked up towards John. “Are you coming too?”

“Sure why not?” John said. “Just as long as my father doesn't find out, no offense Mr. Potter. But he still is in his ways back to the way they were in your fifth year I believe it was.”

“Ah, yes,” Harry said. “I believe I remember that. Percy always one to be like the way he is. Ok, but he's going to have to find out sooner or later once you two decide to tell your parents about this wedding that's coming after you graduate from Hogwarts.”

“Yes Sir,” John said.

“Let's go back up to the house and get your belongings and then we'll get you two home. And maybe your mother won't threaten me to be on the couch until she dies,” Harry said.

Rose busted out laughing.

“Rosey-Rose, are you laughing at me for that?” Harry asked, coming to tickle her, because he knew she was.

“Yes, but don't you dare tickle me,” Rose said, hiding behind John.

“Don't put me in the middle of this!” John cried, pushing Rose back in front of him.

“Good man you are John, good man,” Harry said as he tickled Rose for laughing at him.

“Ah!” Rose screamed and giggled as she wriggled her way out of his arms and up to the house.

Harry laughed as him and John continued to walk back up to the house.

~*~*~*

Harry, Rose, and John went to the Potter Manor while Draco and Ginny went back home. Harry promised to send their other children back home about ten minutes after he got there to his own home. And that he did.

Harry was trying to tickle Rose again.

Again, she was screaming and giggling at the same time.

“Harry James Potter!” a voice called out. “Why is it that I always have to save Rose from your monstrous tickling capabilities?”

“Mum!” Rose said as Harry let go of Rose. She went right into her mother's arms.

“Oh that wasn't fair `Mione,” Harry whined.

“Oh get over it,” Hermione said. “You're getting to get back in the room with me instead of the couch so be happy.”

Harry got up and went to his wife.

“Excuse me Rosey-Rose,” Harry said. “I need to thank your mother right now.”

Rose scooted over while Harry took Hermione into his arms, seeing Hermione also with tears in her eyes, and kissed her.

Little did they know that Lillian had put up mistletoe earlier which was right above their head. The mistletoe was magical. It sent out sparks as Harry kissed Hermione.

Chapter 20: Christmas Tears, Pt.4

Back at Malfoy Manor, Ginny and Draco were sitting on the couch with their other four children: LeAnn, Nicole, Caitlyn and Adrian, watching an old Christmas movie, called The Muppet Christmas Carol. Draco didn't much believe in Muggle accessories, much less Muggles themselves. But Ginny had convinced him down on that subject. Now, he loved the Muggle invention.

Ginny went to the kitchen to get something. Adrian followed his mother. He was very protective of her, Draco noticed. The whole time they had been home, or rather Ginny had been home, Adrian had followed her every step, if he hadn't followed her where she went, he watched her. It was a little natural considering he thought he had lost his mother before Christmas season came up. So Draco didn't blame him. He would be doing the same if his mother had allowed it.

“Adrian?” Ginny asked, trying to get his attention.

Ginny was due anytime now. And at this moment, she had dropped something in the kitchen and couldn't reach down to get it.

“Yes Mum?” Adrian replied.

“Could you reach that spoon on the floor for me? I apparently, dropped it and you know, I can't reach it because of the baby and all,” Ginny said.

“Sure Mum,” Adrian said. “What are you making?”

Adrian was not about to stand by and let his mother do cooking in a kitchen with all the heat when she was due any moment. It wasn't good for her to be in a heat atmosphere.

“Oh I was just reaching for a spoon so I could eat that applesauce over there on that counter. Silly me, I dropped the spoon on the way back to the applesauce,” Ginny said.

Whew! Adrian thought. I don't have to cook.

“Well, here,” Adrian said, reaching into the drawer of silverware and handing a spoon to her. “Just take a clean spoon instead.”

“Thank-you Adrian,” Ginny said, taking the clean spoon and also opening the applesauce. “So tell me, did you get Lillian anything for Christmas?”

Adrian's face went blank.

“Uh-oh, I forgot,” Adrian said.

“You forgot?” Ginny asked. “Oh, if she's anything like her mother, she's never going to let you live that down. Just don't let her know you forgot. But I think I can help you out. We'll go shopping today.”

“Mum, are you sure?” Adrian asked.

“Yes, don't worry about me. I'll be fine,” Ginny said. “Now, go get your cloak and mine and meet me in the living room.”

“Yes ma'am,” Adrian said.

About five minutes later, Adrian met his mother in the living room with his cloak already on and then helped put her's on for her.

“Thank-you sweetie,” Ginny said. “Now, are you ready?”

“Yes Mum,” Adrian said.

“Good,” Ginny said. “Let's go. Just touch this port key with me and we'll be there.”

Adrian reached out and touched it. Instantly, they were on the street near Diagon Alley.

“What type of gift do you want to get Lillian?” Ginny asked.

Adrian looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.

“Ok,” Ginny said. “Books? Jewelry? You know those sorts of things?”

“Uh, jewelry,” Adrian said. “No books, I think she'd kill me if I got her a book considering her mother is a bookworm practically.”

Ginny laughed.

“How could I forget that?” Ginny asked, the baby then kicked her. “Ouch.”

“What is it Mum?” Adrian asked, nervously.

“Oh it's nothing dear,” Ginny said. “You're sister just kicked me is all.”

“Ok Mum,” Adrian said. “Well, I guess let's head down to Kathryn's Jewelry Store.”

“Ooh, nice touch,” Ginny said. “That's one of my favorites.”

They entered the shop.

“Hi, how may I help you today?” the lady at the counter asked as Ginny and Adrian entered.

“Hi,” Adrian said. “I'm looking for something for my girlfriend. Last minutes Christmas shopping I'm afraid.”

“Oh I see,” the lady said. “You forgot didn't you?”

“How'd you know?” Adrian asked.

“The look on your face described it perfectly,” the lady said. “Don't worry, I have something over hear that I'm sure would be perfect for her. What's her hair color and eye color?”

“Brown hair with blue eyes,” Adrian said. “What do you have?”

The lady pulled out a beautiful little sapphire set. Set meaning a pendant necklace, ring, and earrings. The sapphire was a radiant and beautiful blue.

“They're beautiful,” Ginny gasped. “Lillian will love those Adrian.”

“Mum let's get these for her,” Adrian said. “Please?”

“Yes,” Ginny said and then turned towards the sales lady. “We'll take the set.”

“If you like, we have a set like this except its diamonds,” the lady said.

“No thanks,” Ginny said. “We'll take this.”

“Ok,” the sales lady said.

She then rang everything up, gave the total, Ginny gave her the money and then put the jewelry in a box and into a bag. She handed the bag to Adrian. Ginny started to go when Adrian began to speak.

“Mum?” Adrian said.

“Yes?” Ginny said.

“You go ahead, I'll meet you outside. I'm going to look for something for Grandmother Malfoy. I'll only be a minute or two,” Adrian said.

Really, he had already gotten his Grandmother Malfoy something; he was using that as an excuse to get the other set of diamonds for his own mother.

“Ok dear,” Ginny said. “Meet you out there in a few minutes.”

“Thanks Mum,” Adrian said, as he watched his mother go out the door of the shop.

“I take it you don't want your mother to know something, ay?” the sales lady asked.

“You read me like an open book,” Adrian said with a laugh.

“That I do,” the sales lady said. “Ok, would you like to see the set of diamonds?”

“Yes please,” Adrian said.

The sales lady brought it out and showed it to Adrian.

“That's beautiful,” Adrian said.

“Yes it is,” She replied.

“I'll take it,” Adrian said.

“Ok,” the sales lady said. “Just let me get this wrapped up for you and ring it up also.”

Only about ten minutes later, Adrian was walking out of the shop with his mother's gift hidden inside Lillian's, also with a smile on his face. He met his mother on the bench near the shop. She was holding onto her stomach. This worried Adrian.

“Mum?” Adrian said, nervously. “Let's get you home to Father.”

“Ok,” Ginny said. “I think your sister wants to be here for Christmas.”

Ginny got out the port key, then both Adrian and Ginny touched it and instantly they were back in the Manor, except they were in the study. Draco wasn't too far by. In fact, he was standing by the fireplace with a cup of tea in his hands. He never really much liked coffee. Adrian went over to his father and then whispered in his ear.

“Father, Mum needs help. She said she thought my sister wanted to be here for Christmas too. I don't know if it's time but Mum is worrying me Father,” Adrian whispered in Draco's ear.

Ginny had already taken off her cloak and sat down on the couch nearest the window. She was looking out the window at the time being, so she didn't see Adrian whispering into his father's ear.

“Thank-you son,” Draco said. “Don't worry about your mother. She's strong and always will be. She'll be fine. Thank-you for keeping an eye on her for me when I couldn't.”

Draco knew something was up. He could tell just by the distant but yet close look in Ginny's eyes when she looked at him only moments before.

“You're welcome Dad,” Adrian said. “I must go do a little wrapping before tomorrow comes.”

“That you must for forgetting your own girlfriend at a time like this,” Draco snickered. “Go on, off with you!”

Adrian smiled as he went. He closed the door behind him and continued on.

Draco looked at Ginny. She was beautiful where she was at that moment. The light shining down on her slightly messy hair, but yet it was always radiant whenever he watched her. He went closer to her.

Draco bent down towards her forehead and kissed it and then whispered, “I love you sweetheart.”

Ginny turned her head towards him and kissed him gently on the lips.

“I love you too,” Ginny said, dragging him next to her on the couch.

Draco put his arm around her and then held her hand with his other hand. Ginny leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. She knew she was safe. She always did in his arms, and only his. She loved the way his blue eyes shined with such radiance when he looked at her. It was beautiful.

Soon, he began to feel Ginny squeeze his hand. She was asleep but yet she was squeezing his hand. He put his other hand on her stomach and could feel their daughter kick slightly. She groaned a little bit as the baby had kicked her.

“Mmm,” Ginny grumbled. “Ouch, that was fierce.”

Again, the baby kicked, only harder.

“I think she's trying to tell us something love,” Draco said. “Are you ok?”

“Yes I know,” Ginny said. “She'll be here before morning I suspect.”

“Ginny! Why didn't you tell me earlier?” Draco asked. “I could have had you already at the hospital and in a bed by now.”

“Because I don't want to have this baby in a hospital bed,” Ginny said. “Besides that, I think my water just broke.”

She was right, it did.

“Ok,” Draco said, trying not to panic. “What are we going to do then? We can't very well hide your screams from the rest of the Manor.”

“Yes we can,” Ginny said. “Once we get in our sitting room, we'll just make a spot for me to get comfortable in. Then you'll cast a silencing charm on our entire room, meaning the sitting room, the bedroom, the bathroom; everything. Let's go before the contractions start. We'll have a midwife or a house doctor come.”

“Alright Ginny, if you insist,” Draco said. “But you're not walking to our room. I'm carrying you and no buts about it.”

“I wasn't going to argue,” Ginny said. “Hurry, I think a contraction just started.”

Draco hurriedly picked her up and carried her as fast as he could to their sitting room and set her down in the chair while he quickly got the bed ready for her. When it was ready, he was back and then carried her in there.

“I thought I said sitting room, not bedroom,” Ginny said as she grasped his hand for support.

“Yes I know but I'm taking control here,” Draco said.

In the next few hours, wrapped up in a blanket, snuggled and warm, was Jade Nicole Malfoy, Ginny and Draco's newest little daughter. She wriggled a little in Ginny's arms as Draco would give her a kiss on the forehead and then her cheek and then whisper in her ear that he loved her. She had the most beautiful red hair with a golden tint to it with blue eyes to match. Draco picked out the first name, Jade while Ginny had picked the second name, or rather her middle name, Nicole. Jade Nicole Malfoy was the newest Elemental to be born. Ginny and Draco weren't ever sure about how things would be with this child. Would her magical powers come earlier than normal witches or wizards? They didn't know; all they did know was that she was not like other witches and wizards. But she was precious to them because she was theirs.

Ginny was lying in bed while she held Jade. LeAnn and Nicole came in the room to see the newest member of the family that next morning when Draco went down stairs earlier to meet the other children at the tree. Adrian saw his father coming down the stairs so he met him halfway.

“Is Mum alright?” Adrian asked.

“You worry too much Adrian,” Draco said. “She's fine. Go see your new sister will you?”

“I thought I heard a baby crying at about three in the morning,” Adrian said with a smile on his face.

“That you did,” Draco said, remembering that moment perfectly, also the moment where Ginny was just about ready to give up.

Adrian went up the stairs and into their room. He found his mother cooing at his new sister.

“Mum?” Adrian said.

“Come here Adrian,” Ginny said. “Come meet your new sister, Jade Nicole.”

“She's beautiful Mum,” Adrian said. “Beautiful.”

“I know,” Ginny said. “Come closer Adrian. Hold her.”

“Are you sure Mum?” Adrian said.

“Good grief son,” Draco said, as he had LeAnn and Nicole by his side while with Caitlyn in his arms. “She's a baby. You won't scare her just by holding her.”

Ginny laughed.

“Oh come on Adrian,” Ginny said. “Don't be like your Uncle Fred, scared stiff when it came to newborns.”

Adrian went closer. Ginny put Jade in his arms and then she instantly overwhelmed him. He knew Jade was going to be quite special to him. She already was. In fact, he didn't want to leave her when it came time to go back to Hogwarts after Christmas. Jade was born on Christmas Day. She was a gift and a miracle at that.

Caitlyn, LeAnn, and Nicole all got to see Jade, their new sister, which was before she started getting fussy about fifteen minutes later in Adrian's arms. Adrian gave Jade back to Ginny before Draco shooed the rest of them out.

“I love you sweetheart,” Draco said, giving Ginny and Jade a kiss before he left the room to go downstairs to help the other three girls open their gifts. Adrian however, stayed close to Ginny.

“Mum, before you feed Jade, I'd like to give you your gift,” Adrian said, holding out a little box wrapped in a bright red color.

Ginny accepted it and opened it.

“Thank-you Adrian,” Ginny said. “It's beautiful.”

“You're welcome Mum,” Adrian said. “I love you Mum.”

“I love you too sweetie,” Ginny said. “Now get downstairs before your father comes back up here and drags you out of here.”

“Yes Mum,” Adrian said and then did as he was told.

Ginny then fed Jade while a single tear slid down her cheek. She loved this moment. She was a mother all over again. She was overwhelmed by it. The coming of a new age was upon her at this very moment she knew with Jade in her arms. Things would change she knew. This coming of a new age was for the best she thought.

“I love you sweetie,” Ginny said to Jade. “I always will.”

END OF STORY!

Epilogue

7 sections

* Rose and John's Wedding

* Lillian and Adrian's Wedding

* Tie Broken

* Torn in Two

* Secret Island of Dreams

* Fighting for Jade's Heart

* Final Gate to Heaven

Section 1: Rose and John's wedding

song: Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle

Butterfly Kisses

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven, and she's Daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life, oh but most of all...

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny Daddy, but I sure tried
Oh with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet sixteen today
She's looking like her Mama, a little more everyday.
One part woman, the other part girl
To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember...

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
You know how much I love you Daddy, but if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time.
With all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time,
Oh, like the wind the years go by.
Precious butterfly,
Spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise, and I'll give her away.
Standing in the brideroom just staring at her
She asks me what I'm thinking, and I said I'm not sure.
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl,
And she leaned over...

Gave me butterfly kisses with her Mama there
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
Walk me down the aisle Daddy, it's just about time.
Does my wedding gown look pretty Daddy?
Daddy, don't cry.
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right.
To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses,
I couldn't ask God for more, than this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember...
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses.

~*~

“Rose!” a voice said as Rose inside though the door was putting on her wedding gown.

“Yes Mother?” Rose replied.

“Sweetie, let me in,” Hermione said. She couldn't stand not to help her daughter with her wedding. She had almost tried to arrange all of the wedding plans, if Harry hadn't have stepped in and told her no. She wanted to see her oldest child right now. She couldn't believe she was getting married. Rose, her Rose, her only firstborn daughter.

“No pictures then,” Rose said, letting the door open.

“Oh come on Rose,” Hermione said. “This moment only comes once or at least it should anyway. I want to capture this moment. Just one quick picture?”

“Mum!” Rose said. “Why? You know I don't like people taking pictures of me. You're lucky I let a photographer take pictures for the wedding today. Actually, you're lucky John convinced me to let the woman take pictures.”

“But this is for your only Mum dear,” Hermione said. “And I'm not taking no for an answer.”

Hermione quickly got out her camera and shot the picture before Rose could say anything.

She is a beautiful bride, Harry thought as he came nearer to the room that occupied Hermione and Rose fussing over a picture being taken. I'm glad she's my daughter.

“Ok you two,” Harry said. “Hermione dear, go to your seat. Rose, it's about time.”

“Oh my dear,” Hermione said, hugging Rose's neck. “I love you so much.”

“I know Mum,” Rose said. “But I would like to see my wedding before you choke me.”

“Oh yes,” Hermione said, letting go of Rose. “Sorry about that dear.”

“I love you too Mum,” Rose said, hugging her Mum's neck in return.

Hermione gladly took her into her arms once again, that is until Harry made Hermione go sit down.

“Well Rosey-Rose,” Harry said as he looked at his eldest daughter. “This day has come and it's time that I told you something or rather showed you something.”

“What is it Daddy?” Rose asked.

“When the day comes for your second child to be born you must promise me that you'll keep my memory alive,” Harry said.

“Daddy, you aren't going to be dead by then!” Rose said. “Why would you say such a thing?”

“Rose, trust me ok? I received a vision or rather my Father came to me in a dream telling me of what was to happen. I am to then finally join my Father at the Potter Swan Manor. My Mum liked swans so she had it in with the name of the Manor. Then after my death, I will watch over you, Lillian, Alex James, and your Mum too. Give your Mum comfort when I do pass. Then when Hermione joins me later on in life, then we'll go on to Heaven,” Harry said.

Rose was in tears now.

“Daddy, don't you dare tell me that you are going to be dead when my second child comes. How do you know that I will even have a second child?” Rose said, with tears streaming down her face.

“You will Rose,” Harry said. “You'll forget what I've said right now until three months after Elizabeth is born.”

“Elizabeth?” Rose asked. “My second child is a girl?”

“Yes,” Harry said.

“How do you know that?” Rose asked, drying up her tears.

“Let's just say I received a vision about the future when I was younger, before I asked your Mum to marry me,” Harry said. “Now promise me that you'll help your Mum out when that time comes.”

“I promise Daddy,” Rose said. “But I don't want you to go. You can't go!”

Rose went into tears again.

“Rose look at me,” Harry said, as he lifted her head up. She had been in his arms while she cried. “I love you. But I can't change the fate that has been set before me. I see that I will have to perform a little memory charm on you.”

“No Daddy,” Rose said. “I promise I'll help Mum. And I'll do my best not to think about it from now on until the right time comes for me to think about it again.”

Harry took her back into his arms and said, “I love you Rosey-Rose.”

“I love you too Daddy,” Rose said.

“Ok, now go fix your make-up right quick,” Harry said.

In a matter of a few minutes, Rose had gotten her make-up fixed and then took Harry's arm. They proceeded to the last corner of the stairs and stopped, giving clue to the pianist to start the Wedding march.

Harry looked at Rose and then they stepped off.

They made it down to the alter, or rather the fireplace of the Potter Manor. The wedding was being held in their huge living room area. Before Harry let Rose's hand go to John's hand, he gave her a kiss on the forehead then whispered in her ear, “Remember Rosey-Rose, remember.”

“I will Daddy, I will,” Rose said, and then took John's hand.

Then the wedding proceeded on.

Before Rose knew it, the minister was telling John to kiss the bride.

The kiss was sweet and gentle.

Cheer erupted from the audience as John and Rose stopped kissing.

“I now present to you, Mr. and Mrs. John Weasley,” the minister said.

They smiled and began to walk back down the aisle.

Later that day, while Rose and John were dancing to their song, John started to speak.

“I love you Rose and I always will til' the day I die,” John said, as he held her in his arms.

“I love you too John,” Rose said and then whispered in his ear, “I want my first child to be conceived tonight.”

John chuckled at Rose's words. “Your wish is my command my lady. But later, I must say.”

Rose and John then shared a laugh.

Section 2: Lillian and Adrian's wedding

song: Dance With My Father by Luther Vandross

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around `til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
`Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream

~*~

“Lillian, sweetheart, I love you,” the man said. “You do know that don't you?”

Lillian, the girl that was in front of him and also in his arms answered, “Yes I do. And I love you too Adrian.”

Adrian then lowered himself on the ground on one knee, held Lillian's hand in his, pulled out a little velvet-like box out of his pocket, opened it and held it out for her to see; he then said, “Lillian Rose Potter, will you marry me?”

Lillian began to have tear up as she then reached out to take the black velvet box out. The ring had at least 3 diamonds on it. The band was 14 karat gold.

She hugged his neck, causing him to stumble backwards a little but he maintained his balance.

“Well Lillian?” Adrian asked. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” Lillian said as she then put the ring on her finger and then kissed him.

Hermione remembered that moment, from when Lily had taken her into her future and showed her that day of Lillian and Adrian's engagement. Now was the day of their wedding. She could hardly believe it. It just seemed like yesterday, but really three years ago, had Rose gotten married to John Weasley. Rose now had a little boy about the age of two. He had blonde hair with emerald green eyes. He had the Potter hair but John, his father's hair and his face looked like Rose, his mother. Now, her second and youngest daughter, Lillian was getting married.

“Harry, I would be honored to spend time with Rose. The only other thing I need to tell you two, is that when your second child finds their soul mate you must not go against it,” Sirius answered.

“Ok, we understand. But uh… is there any idea of who it is? Or is that just one of those things that time will only tell?” Hermione asked.

“Time can only tell,” Sirius said.

Hermione remembered this moment too. It was when Sirius had foretold about this day. It was the joining of old rival families, being joined at last: A Potter and a Malfoy, meaning Lillian and Adrian.

Now like Rose had been before her wedding, Lillian was now in the same room that Rose had been before, before her wedding. Lillian had on her wedding gown and was ready to go out those doors of the room, if only her Father would hurry up she thought.

I'm coming Lillian, Harry said telepathically to her. I don't want to push you out of the nest just yet.

Oh that's a classic one Daddy, Rose interrupted and then directed the next comment to Lillian and Lillian alone. You just can't wait until tonight sis. Am I right?

Rose! No, Lillian responded back to her and only her. Only you would say that.

Un-huh, sure Lils' sure, Rose said back.

Rose stay out of her mind for at least today would you? Harry said telepathically to both Lillian and Rose for both to hear.

Yes Daddy, Rose said and then asked her father a question, only directed to him. Is the time coming close Daddy?

Yes Rose, Harry said. It is indeed. Don't worry though Rosey-Rose. And don't let your sister let on to what I told you on your wedding day. Lillian must not know of what you know of my death.

Yes Daddy, Rose said. But hurry up and get to her. She's going to fly out of the nest at this rate.

That she is, Harry said cheerfully, as he walked into the room with Hermione and Lillian. Hermione was trying to take a picture, or rather she just had, just like she did before Rose's wedding.

“Hermione, let your daughter breathe,” Harry said.

Hermione let her go to then see Lillian rush towards her father.

“Daddy!” Lillian said, as she went into his arms. “I love you but can we speed this process along?”

Hermione laughed at her daughter's antics. So did Harry.

“What's the rush Lily? Wanting to fly out of the nest before I can give you away?” Harry asked, laughing.

“Daddy,” Lillian said and then looked up into the identical eyes of her own in her father's eyes. “Please?”

“Oh alright,” Harry said. “Hermione would you go alert the rest that this wedding is happening a little early today, despite the bride's nervous jitters and patience.”

Hermione went over to her daughter, who was still in Harry's arms and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

“You're just like your Father here. Just make sure you don't have any pranks planned on your own wedding day,” Hermione said. “Oh my dear Lillian, you're a mess but I love you anyway.”

Lillian smiled at her mother's words.

“I love you too Mum,” Lillian said. “Now, if you would please, go alert the others. I want to get this show on the road, so to speak.”

Hermione laughed as she went out the door, with Lillian and Harry not too far behind her.

“Let's go shall we?” Harry asked, holding out his arm.

“Yes let's go,” Lillian said, as they began to walk towards the same place as Rose had with Harry three years ago.

They stopped at the same place and let the clue to begin the song for Lillian to come, to play.

Harry turned towards Lillian just before he let Adrian take her hand in his. He whispered in her ear, “Keep me alive in your memories sweet Lily angel.” Then he kissed her on the forehead and let Adrian take her hand, leaving Lillian to be a little confused about her Father's words.

Daddy, that wasn't right of you to do, Rose said telepathically to her father. Look in her eyes, you've confused her.

No Rose, she will figure out what I mean when the time comes. Harry said in return. When it does, you must also help her to regain confidence to move on in life and to let me go when the time comes.

Yes Daddy, Rose said.

“Adrian, you may kiss your bride now,” the minister said.

Adrian happily obliged to do exactly that.

Their kiss lasted at least a minute long.

Everybody cheered for them while they began to walk back down the aisle.

As Lillian passed Rose she spoke to her telepathically.

I know you heard what Daddy said. You will tell me later what that was about dear sis of mine, Lillian said.

It is not meant for me to tell, so I shall not Lils. Rose replied back.

We'll talk later, Lillian replied and kept smiling at the people while she passed them.

Section 3: A Tie Broken

song: Candle in the Wind, 1997, music by Elton John, lyrics by Bernie Taupin

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
You called out to our country
And you whispered to those in pain
Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend ever will

Loveliness we've lost
These empty days without your smile
This torch we'll always carry
For our nation's golden child
And even though we try
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned our long before
Your legend ever will

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
Goodbye England's rose
From a country lost without your soul
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
More than you'll ever know

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And you footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend ever will

~*~

“Ok Rose, what did those clues that Dad told me on my wedding day mean? `Keep his memories alive? I believe it's my turn to hold my daughter for the last time?' What was he saying?” Lillian asked Rose two weeks after her wedding day.

Lillian and Adrian had gone to an island just outside of Hawaii. It had been the most beautiful place she had ever seen, or probably ever would see. But right now she wasn't thinking on how her honeymoon went. She was concerned for her father. He'd been dropping off hints but she didn't know why and that bothered her.

“I'm afraid I can't tell you that Lils,” Rose said, not looking her sister in the eye.

“Rose, look at me and tell me that again,” Lillian said.

Rose looked up.

“Sis, I can't tell you what you want to know,” Rose said, looking straight into her eyes. “I can't. I promised Daddy I wouldn't. I'm sorry.”

“Well how the hell am I supposed to find out then?” Lillian raged.

“I don't know,” Rose sighed. “I don't know.”

~*~

It was around three in the morning when Rose got the owl by her bedside. John had his arms around her protectively; just like he did every night. It became a habit during his sleep. It had been hard sometimes to get him to loosen up if she did have to get up during the night. But she managed.

Rose got up and went over to the chair by the window and sat down to read the letter. Whoever it was from, it had to have been important for somebody to wake her up at this odd hour of the night, or rather really early morning.

She turned on the lamp and began to read.

Rosey-Rose,

My dearest Rose, if you are reading this, then I have gone on. I believe I have told you that this would happen three months after your second child was born. The bird, Hedwig now belongs to Elizabeth. Please help your mother out right now. She'll need your help. You and Lillian were always my little angels that I could have ever received. You both were always the sunshine in my life even when I thought I had none. Fulfill your promise to me. And remember I love you, Rosey-Rose.

I'll always be watching over you and also when you're reading this.

Love,

Daddy

Rose burst into tears. Her father was dead. She no longer had a father to hold her or to share an argument with for old time's sake. She sobbed loudly. Hedwig nibbled at her ear, trying to comfort her, just as she had with Harry. It didn't work. She continued to sob loudly as she then felt John pull her into his embrace.

“Rose what is it?” John asked, as his wife was crying her eyes out in his arms.

“Daddy's gone,” Rose said, crying harder and harder.

“Gone?”

“Dead.”

Rose cried so hard that it began difficult for her to breathe regularly. It was nearly impossible. She began to hyperventilate.

“Rose!” John said as he cradled her in his arms. “Easy there, you'll be alright. Let me see the letter.”

Rose showed him the letter and held onto her for just a little while longer before he spoke.

“Rose, if this letter was supposed to come to you the instant he did die, then you'd better go get your mother out of bed before she finds her husband dead in bed. I'll go with you if you like. Or I can go get Lillian if you want,” John said.

“Ok, thank-you,” Rose said. “I'll get dressed and go get Mum before she wakes up. How long do you think it'll be before Mum wakes up to see Dad like that?”

“I'm not sure, maybe a few hours,” John asked. “Why?”

“Because I need Lillian with me when I get Mum out of there,” Rose said.

“Ok, let's go to Lillian and Adrian's place,” John said. “I'll tell the head house elf to watch over things here while we're gone.”

“Ok,” Rose said. “Meet us at Potter Manor.”

John gave her a kiss on the forehead and then let her go as she apparated to Lillian's.

Rose appeared just outside of the kitchen of Lillian's house. Rose began to walk along the hallway towards Lillian's room. She knew they'd both be asleep so she wouldn't be walking in on something.

Rose was right. They were sleeping. Lillian always did look so peaceful when she slept. Just like their father. Tears came to the back of her throat just at the thought of their father.

“Lillian,” Rose said gently as she shook her a little bit.

Lillian groaned and turned to the other side.

“Lillian,” Rose said more firm as she shook her once more again.

“Rose?” Lillian questioned as she slowly opened her eyes to see her older sister standing right in front of her with her face tear-stained. “What are you doing here? And in my bedroom?”

“Lils, I need your help,” Rose said. “And it can't wait. I need you to come with me. Wake Adrian up. You'll need him for support.”

“What on earth are you talking about Rose?” Lillian asked.

“Lils, Daddy is gone,” Rose said, tearing up once again.

“Gone? What do you mean gone? He'll be back whereever he went I assure you. He always does,” Lillian said.

“Lils, Daddy died half an hour ago,” Rose said. “He wrote a letter to me that was to be sent at the same moment that he passed on. I need you to help me get Mum out of the room before she finds Daddy next to her not being the way he was when she went to sleep.”

Like Rose had, Lillian burst into tears once hearing the words of her Father's death. She couldn't believe it. So that's what his last words to her meant.

Harry whispered in her ear, “Keep me alive in your memories sweet Lily angel.”

“Adrian son,” Harry said. “I believe it is my turn to hold my daughter in my arms for the last time.”

Lillian understood those words now as she cried in the arms of her sister. Rose held onto her as they both cried for their father. Adrian even woke up to see both sisters crying hysterically. He went over to them and pulled them both into his arms.

Whatever it was, he thought. It must have been important if both of them were crying.

About a good ten minutes later, their crying had stopped.

“Thanks Adrian,” Rose said. “Lillian, we need to go.”

“Go?” Adrian asked.

“Yes, we have to get Mum out of her room before she discovers that Daddy is dead. That would be a terrible way to wake up in the morning, to find the one you love, dead right beside you,” Lillian said, fighting back tears threatening to fall again.

“Adrian you have to go get your Mum,” Rose said. “She needs to know. Hell, the whole family needs to know. Uncle Ron needs to know most of all. Maybe he could help us with Mum. Lillian let's go get Uncle Ron while Adrian gets Aunt Ginny.”

“Ok Rosey-Rose,” Lillian said.

“Lils,” Rose said, fighting to hold on without breaking down again.

“Oh sorry,” Lillian said, and then faced Adrian.

“You'll be alright if I go get my Mum and meet you at the Manor?” Adrian asked.

“Yes,” Lillian said. “We both will. But let's hurry. We don't have much time before Mum would wake up.”

Rose and Lillian then apparated to their Uncle Ron's and Aunt Luna's place. It was a beautiful place but today would be one of sorrow.

They made their way to his bedroom. They knew he was asleep. Hell, half of the Weasley family would not be in a matter of a few minutes.

Holding hands for support for the other one, Rose and Lillian walked over to the side of the bed that Ron had occupied.

“Uncle Ron?” Lillian said, nudging him.

Ron woke up to see Rose and Lillian, both with dreadfully stained tear faces, standing by the side of his bed. He rose up and took both of them into his arms. They didn't cry but he could tell they gladly took to his embrace.

They pulled out of his embrace.

“We need your help with Mum,” Rose said. “We need you to cast a sleeping spell on her and then carry her out of the room.”

“What's wrong with your Mum?” Ron asked worried.

“We don't want our mother to wake up to find her husband dead right beside her,” Lillian said as she squeezed Rose's hand for support.

“Blimemy crickets!” Ron said, getting out of bed. He quickly went to his closet and got dressed, left a note for Luna, and went with Rose and Lillian to the Potter Manor.

Rose and Lillian held hands, as sisters would while they apparated together to the Manor that they both knew and loved so well when they were growing up.

~*~

Adrian apparated only a few seconds after Rose and Lillian did. He went straight to his parent's bedroom.

His Mum looked so peaceful. He hated to have to ruin that peaceful slumber that she was currently in. But he had to. She had to know.

“Mum?” Adrian said as she then woke up, even at the slightest touch.

“Adrian? What on earth are you doing here? What's wrong?” Ginny asked, as she sat up and got up to take Adrian into her arms.

Draco of course, noticed that his wife was not in his arms in bed, but had his son in her arms out of bed.

“Adrian? What the hell are you doing here at three thirty in the morning?” Draco asked.

“Mum,” Adrian said pulling out of his mother's arms and looking into her eyes. “You're not going to like what I have to say but it needs to be said.”

“Go ahead I'm ready,” Ginny said.

Draco tentively listened and waited too.

“Harry died about half an hour ago Mum,” Adrian said. “Rose and Lillian went to go get Uncle Ron to help them take Hermione out of the room before she woke up with her husband dead beside her.”

“I was not ready for that!” Ginny exclaimed as tears struck her hard.

Adrian held his mother while she cried. But she pulled away instantly and apparated away. Right to the Manor just as Ron had also.

~*~

“Ron!” Ginny said rushing into his arms crying.

“Sshh,” Ron said, rubbing her back. “You must wait here while I get Hermione. Try to be quite ok? We're going to make sure Hermione is asleep for another good few hours before we tell her. Stay with Lillian and Rose while I go get Hermione.”

Ron let her go and then bravely went into the room where Hermione lay and also where Harry's body lay also. He quickly said the spell on Hermione, without looking over at Harry. If he did then he knew he wouldn't be able to keep it together. He quickly picked Hermione up into his arms and then carried her out of the room. Lillian showed him to her old room and had him lay their mother on Lillian's old bed. They covered her up and then Ginny was sobbing uncontrollably in Ron's arms.

Ron gently soothed her and calmed her down over the next hour or so while she cried. Ron fought the tears himself. Harry, his best friend for over half of his life, was now dead. Gone. Just like that. He put on a brave face and held onto his only sister while she cried. Just like Rose had, Ginny began to hyperventilate. Ron quickly eased her breathing down to a regular pace. She had cried herself to sleep. He collected her in his arms and then walked down the hallway and into the living room to find Rose in John's arms, Lillian in Adrian's, and Draco standing up to come near Ron.

“She just cried herself to sleep,” Ron said, sadly. “Thought I'd never get her breathing a regular pace.”

“May I take her into my arms please Ron?” Draco asked.

“Sure,” Ron said. “I'd prefer that you didn't, but perhaps this is better that you do. I need to go see my best friend for over half my life.”

“Ok,” Draco said taking Ginny in his arms while she slept after she had cried herself to sleep. She was now sleeping peacefully in Draco's arms as he sat down on the couch.

Ron then bravely turned around and went to face death in the eyes.

He slowly opened the door to the room and went inside. There Harry was he thought. He couldn't believe it. His best friend was dead.

“Why mate, why?” Ron said as he broke down near Harry's body and fell to his knees and cried.

About ten minutes later, Ron got up. Carried Harry out of the room and into one of the guest rooms across the hall and set him on the bed. He took a sheet and covered him up. He then went to Hermione. She would be waking up about right now. She needed to know why she wasn't in her bed with her husband. And he wasn't going to stand by and let her go though this tragedy alone, or Lillian, Rose or James either for that matter.

Section 4: Draco's Lost and Found

song: Tears in Heaven by Eric Clapton

Would you know my name

If I saw you in heaven

Will it be the same

If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong, and carry on

Cause I know I don't belong

Here in heaven

Would you hold my hand

If I saw you in heaven

Would you help me stand

If I saw you in heaven

I'll find my way, through night and day

Cause I know I just can't stay

Here in heaven

Time can bring you down

Time can bend your knee

Time can break your heart

Have you begging please

Begging please

(instrumental)

Beyond the door

There's peace I'm sure.

And I know there'll be no more...

Tears in heaven

Would you know my name

If I saw you in heaven

Will it be the same

If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong, and carry on

Cause I know I don't belong

Here in heaven

Cause I know I don't belong

Here in heaven

“Mum?” Draco said as he entered the old Malfoy Mansion that his mother still lived in. Draco's father, Lucius, had been taken to Azkaban in his fifth year of Hogwarts. He was furious at Harry Potter then, but over the years, he had seen what terrible things his father had done to such innocent people, like Lily and James Potter.

Draco had tried many times to get his mother to come live with him and his family, since she was all alone. But each time he tried, she refused curtly. She insisted every time that she was fine and that she didn't need any body else's help for her to live. The Slytherin in her was what hurt Draco at times. Yes, she would comfort him as a child, but then once Draco had turned into his teen years, she had turned also.

Silence was all he had heard as he entered the door to the Manor. Not even a house elf had come to him to help. And that was odd to him. Usually, he had to finally demand for them to leave him alone but not today. The Manor was filled with an eerie feeling and he could actually see dust on the banister to his left.

“Mum?” Draco said again, this time louder as he began to walk up the banister stairs.

Draco continued to walk towards her bedroom, which was on the second floor. The Manor had a total of three floors to it. He never understood why they had all that room when he was an only child. He had tried to ask once, but instead he had gotten slapped by his father and told by his mother to go away.

What Draco had walked into at this moment, was not what he had in mind at all when he entered his mother's room. In the place where the master bed was, a very large stone coffin stood in its place.

Draco stuttered though the door as he saw this and also knocked a piece of his Grandmother's china to the floor causing it to shatter into a million pieces.

That couldn't be, Draco thought. I would have known if Mum died. Wouldn't I have?

Draco went closer to see on top of the stone coffin engraved in black letters was Narcissa Emily Black Malfoy. Born 1959, Died 2023. Wife to Lucius Malfoy and Mother to Draco Malfoy. Pureblood.

Only about a month ago, Harry Potter had died. His family, and even the Weasleys, and, surprisingly, Draco had felt like one of his close friends had been taken from him. And now, his mother also. What was this world coming to? First Harry, then his own mother? He didn't understand it.

Draco turned away from his Mother's coffin with tears in his eyes and apparated away from the abandoned Manor that once belonged to his parents. The place he came to was gloomy and dark. He had apparated here for one reason, and one reason only. That was to tell his Father of his Mother's death.

“Who goes there?” a voice demanded as Draco approached the gates of Azkaban.

“Draco Malfoy,” Draco said. “I wish to visit my Father, Lucius Malfoy, to bear him news.”

“Why not just write Mr. Malfoy?” the voice asked.

“This isn't the kind of news that you write,” Draco said, growling and snarling as he did before Ginny was in his life.

“As you wish,” the voice said, and then opened the gate.

The man handed him a key.

732 the key said.

“Take the express to get there faster.” The voice said.

Draco did as the guard had said.

There was his father. In cell number 732. Draco never thought he would ever see his own Father in such ugly and smelly clothes. Or even look terrible. But he did. And he would for a long time yet to come.

Lucius was currently looking out the window at the dark and gray skies, filled with rain clouds.

“Father,” Draco said, firmly and in a strong tone.

Lucius's head turned sharply towards Draco and his eyes stared him warily.

“Draco,” Lucius said and then looked him from head to toe. “You haven't been to see me since the summer before your final year at Hogwarts. Why now?”

Draco looked into his Father's eyes and then spoke.

“Mum's dead,” Draco said. “Thought you ought to know that.”

Tears threatened to overflow his eyes from the back of his throat. But he forced himself not to cry in front of his Father.

Lucius could see the restraint in his son's will power not to cry in front of him. He knew Draco loved his mother. But he had also noticed that she had turned away from him when he had turned 13. After that, she was nothing but bitter to her son, her only son and only child.

“I see that Weasley whore of yours has softened you up,” Lucius said. “Malfoys don't cry. Not the men, and especially not in front of their Fathers'.”

“Don't you dare call Ginny a whore!” Draco said. “She is my wife, the mother of my children and the love of my life. If it wasn't for her, then I wouldn't have had the decency to come and tell you that your wife is dead. Even though you never said it to her, I knew you must have loved—“

“Draco, our marriage was arranged. We hated each other. We did our best to stay out of each other's way while we were married before you came. Once you were conceived, I never touched her again. Not intimately, anyway. Of course, we had our arguments and fights. She did have a powerful right punch. I never, you hear me? Never loved Narcissa Black,” Lucius said, without even a hint of sadness in his voice when he said her name.

Draco stood in silence while he stared at his father. How could somebody be so cruel, especially, to his own wife? He couldn't figure that one out. Other than that was just the way his Father was: abusive and demanding.

“Cat got your tongue, my boy?” Lucius asked, with a snarl.

“What happens to the Manor now?” Draco asked bluntly and changing the subject.

“It goes to your sister,” Lucius said.

“My what?” Draco asked.

“Your sister,” Lucius said. “She's the heir of the Blacks. Actually, the true heir is Jade Nicole, your youngest daughter. She's the most powerful. The Manor is the passed down to all of the Black's most powerful witches in the family though out each generation.”

“Where would I find my sister? And how did you know about Jade?” Draco asked.

“I have my ways, son,” Lucius said. “I have my ways.”

“Where is my sister? I thought you said after I was born you never touched Mum again?” Draco said.

“Your sister is older than you are, Draco. She is the head mistress at Beauxbatons. She came before your Mother and I were married. Let's just say your sister, was an after effect from an affair with somebody who I have no clue is, other than the idiot was pureblood.

Flashback….

“Narcissa! How dare you! Bring a child into this union and into my household even when it is not even mine!” Lucius snarled at his soon to be wife.

If he had his way, he would never have agreed to be arranged to marry whoever his Father liked him to. Even that pathetic redheaded woman named Molly, who was dating Arthur Weasley at the time, would have been better than this pathetic loser, at least Molly had spunk.

“I will not give up this child. We'll send her away once she is born to live with my aunt, the most powerful Black there is today. Six months after that you may try to produce your heir. Then after that, nothing. Got it?” Narcissa snarled back.

“Got it,” Lucius said. “I hate you!”

“Same here pickle face,” Narcissa said.

~*~

“Narcissa, get rid of her,” Lucius said. “I don't want your daughter to mistake me as her father. She is not a Malfoy and never will be.”

“Because she is a Black,” Narcissa said. “And always will be. Charlotte Lydia Black will always remain a Black and will always be protected from you. If you dare touch her, I swear, I'll kill you myself.”

“Then you'd better get her out of her now!” Lucius said.

end of flashback….

“Father?” Draco said.

“What?” Lucius asked, annoyed.

“I said, what's her name?” Draco said.

“Charlotte Lydia Black,” Lucius said quickly. “If there's anybody that actually might care about your Mum's death, it'd be her. Go now. I don't want to talk to you anymore. You abandoned me so I no longer want to see you.”

“Nor would I want to,” Draco said, leaving. “I pray that the bugs in this cell rot you away to the bones.”

Draco went to the head office of Beauxbatons, or rather he apparated there. A woman of black hair, blue eyes, and a skinny build, like Draco's build, sat at her desk. It was the middle of November and school was just in the third month of the year.

She looked up and spoke.

“May I help you?” the lady said.

“Yes, who are you?” Draco said.

“I'm Charlotte Black,” Charlotte said.

Draco's eyes went a little wide.

“What? What was it that I said?” Charlotte asked.

“How well did you know your Mother?” Draco asked.

“Why do you ask? I've recently been to the Black Manor which my Mother lives in. Although, I do remember seeing a few pictures of you by her bedside; who are you?” Charlotte asked.

“Do you not even recognize me?” Draco asked.

Charlotte studied him over good.

“You have her build I can see I dare say, but who are you? Cousin of hers? Nephew?” Charlotte asked.

“Goodness sakes! Can you not see that I am your brother?” Draco asked. “Narcissa Black Malfoy is my mother. And when did you see Mum?”

“You're what?” Charlotte asked. “Brother did you say?”

“Yes, I am your younger brother. When did you last see Mum?” Draco asked.

Charlotte was now no longer seated and now standing in front of Draco ready to wrap her arms around him to welcome him as her brother.

“Why do you ask when I last saw Mum?” Charlotte asked.

“Just tell me when you last saw her,” Draco said, getting a little edgy.

“The day of somebody named Harry Potter's funeral. She despised him I assume. Says he took the time of spotlight away from somebody she had loved very deeply. She had said his wife was a nutcase when she found out the death of her husband,” Charlotte said. “I don't say I blame her particularly considering to wake up one morning and to not ever see your own husband the one you love dearly, to never speak to you, kiss you, make love to you, or to even hold you in his arms ever again. Poor thing.”

That was over two months ago now, Draco thought.

“Why?” Charlotte asked.

Draco's eyes began to tear up a little and looked away from Charlotte's eyes.

“Mum's dead.”

“What?” Charlotte asked, beginning to cry. “She can't be. She was in perfect health when I last saw her over two months ago. She can't be. She just can't be!”

Draco pulled his newly found sister into his arms and they both cried for their mother.

About after ten minutes of grieving, Draco spoke to Charlotte.

“You do know that you have inherited the Manor right? It's now yours,” Draco said.

“Yes, I do know that,” Charlotte said. “But I can't go back to the Manor just yet.”

“Lotte',” Draco said, shortening Charlotte's name for a nickname. “We've got to put her coffin in the Pearl Gardens with the rest of the Black women. Right now, her coffin is in the place of the master bed. Not even the house elves are there anymore.”

“Yes, they are,” Charlotte said, liking the Lotte' nickname. “I'll show you.”

Charlotte went to her closet and took out her designer cloak.

“Where did you get that magnificent cloak?” Draco asked, stunned at the work of the cloak.

“I designed it,” Charlotte said, smiling a little bit. “By the way, dear brother, you did not tell me your name.”

“Draco Malfoy,” Draco said. “You designed that Lotte'?”

“Yes I did,” Charlotte said. “Mum was stunned also.”

“I take it you are not married, Lotte'?” Draco said.

“No, I'm not married, Draco,” Charlotte said. “Why? Got any victims in mind?”

“No Lotte', no victims as you call it, in mind,” Draco said. “I was saying because, you should move in with my family and me. You can get to know me and my wife, and also my children. And that gives us time to think about where to put Mum in the gardens.”

“Let me alert the next of staff that I'll be gone for three weeks at least, for now, and then we'll go to your home. Unless you'd rather go to the Black Estate,” Charlotte said.

“Which ever you like, but I'd prefer to take care of Mum as soon as we can,” Draco said.

“How old are your children?” Charlotte said.

“Well they're not children anymore, I suppose,” Draco said. “Adrian, the oldest is married. The twins, Le Ann and Nicole are in training to be aurors. Caitlyn is in her final year at Hogwarts and Jade is in her fifth year at Hogwarts.”

“Ah, I remember something about Jade. She is the one, I believe to legally be the next heir if I never marry and pass on the generation of the strongest Blacks' women's Elemental powers,” Charlotte said.

“Then you will never marry,” Draco said. “Jade was an Elemental even in the womb. She's learned to control her extraordinary powers while she's around the public.”

“I see,” Charlotte said. “Well, that's ok. I'm happy where I am in my life. I'll help her out with her Elemental powers. As I can expect, a fifteen-year-old can not control their powers with emotions involved also.”

“Thank-you, Lotte',” Draco said.

They now were in the master bedroom of the Black estate.

“Oh, Mum!” Charlotte said as she rushed over to her coffin.

Charlotte read the exact same words as Draco had except she uncovered writing that was invisible to Draco's eyes at first until Charlotte uncovered them with her wand.

Narcissa Emily Black Malfoy.

Born 1959, Died 2023.

Wife to Lucius Malfoy,

Mother to Draco Malfoy

and Charlotte Lydia Black.

Pureblood

“How come that last few lines with your name on it, just appeared now?” Draco asked.

“Because, only the heir can uncover their name on the previous heir's coffin. It signals that the next heir has been revealed and the inheritance can now be passed on,” Charlotte said. “Let's get her out to the Pearl Gardens.”

Draco levitated his mother's coffin down the stairs, through the back door, and down the path to the Pearl Gardens to be buried in her final resting place.

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Section 5: Secret Island of Dreams

song: Kokomo by The Beach Boys

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go
Jamaica

Off the Florida Keys
There's a place called Kokomo
That's where you wanna go to get away from it all

Bodies in the sand
Tropical drink melting in your hand
We'll be falling in love
To the rhythm of a steel drum band
Down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo

To Martinique, that Monserrat mystique

We'll put out to sea
And we'll perfect our chemistry
By and by we'll defy a little bit of gravity

Afternoon delight
Cocktails and moonlit nights
That dreamy look in your eye
Give me a tropical contact high
Way down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo

Port Au Prince I wanna catch a glimpse

Everybody knows
A little place like Kokomo
Now if you wanna go
And get away from it all
Go down to Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo

Luna woke up in a beautiful room around nine-thirty in the morning. The room was beautiful and also in a cottage looking house. It had a balcony that overlooked the ocean. They had it all to themselves this morning or at least for a few days at the most.

Ron had surprised her the day before and told her they were going on a little trip for their anniversary.

~*~

“Darling?” Ron said coming into their home the day before.

“In here honey!” Luna called out from the bedroom.

Ron quickly went to their bedroom. He had arrangements already done for if Charlotte, who used to be called Chattie, she had preferred Charlotte once she had started school at Hogwarts; or Adam had decided to come by the Manor. Ron had planned to take Luna out to an island that he had rented for just the two of them for the week.

Luna was in front of the mirror trying to fix her hair just like it should be, but for the life of her, it just wasn't happening. She was beginning to get frustrated with it.

Ron took the clip from behind her and put it on the table by the mirror.

“Why do you insist to mess with that every morning if all you get from it, is frustrated? Leave it. Your hair looks beautiful down. Sexy even,” Ron said.

“Ron, are you ok?” Luna asked. “You haven't said the word sexy to me since after Charlotte was born.”

“Well, I am sorry for that but I speak the truth,” Ron said.

“What have you got in your back pocket?” Luna asked, looking and also reaching.

Ron tried to not let Luna see what it was just yet but she got a hold of it and took it away from him, so he couldn't even get close to get it back.

“Trip for two in where?” Luna asked, excited.

“It's a secret island that we will be staying at for the week for our anniversary,” Ron said and then kissed her.

Luna hugged his neck, dearly.

“So you ready?” Ron asked.

“What?” Luna asked, looking at him as if he were clueless. “Are you kidding? I haven't even packed yet. How long are we going to be?”

“No need to pack. I already packed for you. I know what I like,” Ron said.

“I bet you do,” Luna said. “Then where is it, my stuff that you packed?”

“Already in our little cottage on the island,” Ron said.

“Cottage? Oh I love you!” Luna exclaimed. “Can't wait to see it. But I want to thank you first.”

“I love—“

Luna had begun to kiss him and caress him with her ways before he could barely even finish his sentence.

Ron pulled out of the kiss and said, “Damn, you tend to start things that you don't finish at times. That was incredibly sexy.”

“Well, this is one that I do intend to finish, not just start,” Luna said as she blew in his ear. “Let's go now so I can start and finish.”

~*~

And she did indeed finish what she had started; over and over again. She had even surprised him a time or two. It was already the next to last day they had at this beautiful cottage. And they hadn't slowed down a bit.

Ron was now in the kitchen making breakfast. The first morning, Luna had tried to make breakfast but yet, Ron had rushed her out of there as fast he could. There was no point in trying to have to make food if she didn't have to.

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Section 6: Fighting for Jade's Heart

song: I Want to Live, by Josh Gracin

Sometimes I feel like I need to shake myself, to wake myself:

I feel like I'm just sleep walkin' through out life.

It's like I'm swimmin' in an ocean of emotion,

But still, somehow, slowly goin' numb inside.

I don't like who I'm becomin', I know I've gotta do somethin',

Before my life passes right by.

I want to cry like the rain, cry like the rain,

An' shine like the sun on a beautiful mornin'.

Sing to the heavens like a church bell ringin',

Fight with the devil an' go down swingin'.

Fly like a bird, roll like a stone,

Love like I ain't afraid to be alone.

Take everything that this world has to give:

I wanna live.

Sometimes I wonder why I work so hard to guard my heart.

Well, I hardly feel anything at all.

I've spent my whole life buildin' up this ivory tower.

Now that I'm in it, I keep wishin' it would fall.

So I can feel the ground beneath me, really taste this air I'm breathin',

And know that I'm alive.

I want to cry like the rain, cry like the rain,

An' shine like the sun on a beautiful mornin'.

Sing to the heavens like a church bell ringin',

Fight with the devil an' go down swingin'.

Fly like a bird, roll like a stone,

Love like I ain't afraid to be alone.

Take everything that this world has to give:

I wanna live,

I wanna live.

Somethin' deep inside keeps sayin life is like a vapor:

It's gone in just the twinklin' of an eye.

I want to cry like the rain, cry like the rain,

An' shine like the sun on a beautiful mornin'.

Sing to the heavens like a church bell ringin',

Fight with the devil an' go down swingin'.

Fly like a bird, roll like a stone,

Love like I ain't afraid to be alone.

Take everything that this world has to give.

I wanna take every breath I can get:

I wanna live.

Yeah, yeah.

~*~

“Jade please!” a voice pleaded, coming into Jade's flat.

What an idiot! Jade thought. Can't this bloody idiot take a hint?

“Meg, don't take this personally but I don't like him, he's disgusting, and he's the son of the former Minister of Magic, Cornelious Fudge,” Jade said to her best friend for over half her life.

Jade had just turned twenty-two and already her best friend was trying to marry her off. True they both shared the flat but enough was enough. Wasn't it? After at least three days of Meg constantly trying to get Jade to even go out with this poor soul, who really didn't have the chance in the first place if it wasn't for Meg, his cousin.

“Please Jade? Just one date,” Meg pleaded and also begged.

“For the last time Meg,” Jade said. “NO!”

“Well damn woman,” Meg said. “Don't get stingy at me.”

“Well how would you expect me to act towards you after three days, each one and every ten minutes, I might like to add, you've been trying to get me to go out with this poor pathetic soul?” Jade asked, rather annoyed.

“How long has it been since you last had a boyfriend Jade? What two months?” Meg asked.

That really did her in. Jade didn't exactly appreciate that last comment of her best friend's. She blew her top basically or well her powers partially took over along with her temper. She didn't want to go on a date with this ugly two faced person. Mainly, one she didn't like him and two, her heart still belonged to Ryan, her former boyfriend. She had given her heart away to somebody who she thought had loved her, but apparently not after Ryan suddenly wanted to end their contact with the other one, permanently after he had found out about her Elemental abilities.

“You know what? I'm sick and tired of this. I've told you before! It may have been at least two months by now since me and Ryan were last together. But I sure as hell don't appreciate it when my best friend tries to set me up with somebody who I think is disgusting and also after I've told you a million gazillion times at least!” Jade said, also with her eyes blazing with fire wildly.

At that same moment also, Jade's Elemental powers had literally threw her best friend, Meg, sailing though the wall and into the next room. Jade was fuming mad, blazing more like it.

Jade not only had the Elemental powers from her Grandmother Narcissa, she was told, and also from her Aunt Lotte' considering she was the next heir, but she had also inherited the famous Weasley temper and the Tories Sudcattle. She heard stories in her childhood about her mother being the last one to activate it, when Adrian was barely one year old. Apparently, she also, had the power. Either that or her Elemental powers could do wicked things when she was this upset.

Even though Meg was currently in the other room, Jade was in no condition to even try to calm down. Instead, the worst thing had happened: Jade left the flat to leave Meg exactly as she was, unconscious. Jade went to the highest cloud in the sky, stood on it, and began the most terrifying storm there ever could have been imaginable for the wizarding world.

~*~

“Mum? What's with this sudden storm?” Adrian asked.

Adrian and Lillian, who was holding onto her newborn child, were staying with Draco and Ginny for a while. Lillian was still trying to get used to not having her father around but it also didn't help that Hermione had shut herself away from the ones she loved. Occasionally, Rose would manage to get in the Manor and try to see if she was at least all right. Lillian on the other hand, couldn't even get through the barrier gates. Lillian had cried for at least a month when Hermione, her own mother, wouldn't let her own daughter inside the Manor. All Adrian could do, was to comfort his wife.

“I don't know dear,” Ginny said to her only son.

Draco then came into the study with the rest of the family.

“Ginny, what on Earth is wrong with this storm? It sounds like just when you went up in those clouds, on a rampage,” Draco said.

“What are you talking about Draco?” Ginny asked.

“Do you not remember?” Draco asked.

Ginny shook her head.

“Well apparently not, I wouldn't expect you to since you were the last one to activate the Weasley temper and the Tories Sudcattle,” Draco said.

“Where's Jade?” Lillian asked, being the only to connect the storm and the temper situation.

“Oh my gosh!” Ginny said. “I never thought she would be the next one to activate the power.”

A lightning bolt suddenly became known of its presence as it stuck a tree outside of Ginny and Draco's bedroom window.

Ginny ran into Draco's arms.

“Ginny,” Draco said. “You aren't scared of your own daughter's temper are you? Your temper is far worse than her's is.”

“I'll forget you just said that,” Ginny said. “Where's Fred and George Weasley when you need them?”

“Why on earth would you need Fred and George?” Draco asked, questioning Ginny with his eyes also, not only his words.

“Oh I just thought I'd like to say that,” Ginny said. “The only way to get Jade down from the skies is to either find the last three activators of the power to go up there, but since I'm one of the last three, I can't go up there, considering I'm still alive. The only other way is for her soul mate to go up there and get her. But we're kind of stuck aren't we if we don't even have a clue who that is?”

“You got it,” Draco said.

“Nope,” Adrian said. “I remember looking into one of Hermione's books about what to do to find your soul mate in desire needs in such as this event.”

“How did you get inside the Manor when I couldn't?” Lillian asked.

“Oh this was before your father died Lillian,” Adrian said. “Your mother actually wrote the book that I read it from. It might work. Although, I don't remember what the spell was exactly to find who your soul mate is.”

“Then I'm going home,” Lillian said.

“Lillian, we don't have a home to go to yet,” Adrian said.

“Not our home, my home,” Lillian said.

“Lillian are you suggesting that you go to the Potter Manor?” Draco asked.

“Yes, I am,” Lillian said.

They all looked at her as if she were crazy.

“What?” Lillian asked. “It's not as if Mum would keep me out forever. I do know ways into the Manor without her knowing you know. The only reason I didn't go back before was since Kyle was still not even born yet. I'll be in and out before she even knows that the defenses had been knocked out of the circuits.”

“Be careful, Lillian Rose Potter Malfoy,” Ginny warned. “I don't want to lose you too.”

“Oh Aunt Ginny,” Lillian said, hugging Ginny's neck. “I'll be careful I promise. I am my father's daughter aren't I? I have my ways.”

“That you are my dear. I swear, sometimes when I look at you I see Harry in those eyes of yours,” Ginny said, giving up. “If you're going, then get going.”

“Mum,” Adrian hissed.

“Don't hiss at your mother,” Draco sneered.

“You two stop! You don't want two people activating that power, so I suggest you two don't start a row,” Ginny said.

“Yes Mum,” Adrian said. “Sorry.”

~*~

The cold and cloudy sky roared as the sun began to go down. Lillian had just went though one of the passageways to her way inside the house. She ended up right in her old bedroom.

“My, my,” a voice said behind her. “We house elves haven't seen Miss Lily around since before Master Harry died.”

Lillian turned around to see Suzie and Norky facing her and smiling up at her. She had missed those two. They had been the best to her as she was growing up in the Manor. They had even played with her as a child when nobody else was able to. If there was a person ever to spoil house elves, it was Lillian. Exactly like her mother, except she didn't start anything or continue with organizations such as the S.P.E.W.

“I've missed you two!” Lillian exclaimed but was sure to keep her voice down, in case her mother was lurking around the halls.

“We have missed you too Lily,” Norky said. “The Mistress is so cruel to us now a days. We never thought she would turn like that. She even took back the knitted little hats for us.”

That was a shock. Hermione had been such a stickler when it came to being nice to house elves. The house did seem to be a little on the gloomy side now that she looked around.

“Where's Mum?” Lillian asked.

“She's dining right now Miss Lily,” Norky said.

“Good,” Lillian said. “Then do your best not to let her anywhere near the library for a good few hours ok?”

“Yes Miss Lily,” Suzie said. “We'll make sure the Mistress doesn't go near the library.”

“Thank-you,” Lillian said as she opened her door and began to walk towards the library.

To see who your soul mate is, only in desire and desperate need, you must say the words, Solaris and the name of who is one half of the soul.

Lillian read in her mother's book, finally after a good two hours of searching in this gigantic library of her mother's. She made sure she had memorized that passage before she gathered the books and began to put things away.

“What are you doing here?” a voice blared from behind her.

Lillian turned around to face her mother. Her mother; who had not spoken to, or even would let inside to see in over six years.

“I came here to find a key to helping my sister-in-law,” Lillian said. “What has become of you Mum? Daddy would be so upset if he saw this, in fact I know he would.”

“You don't know that Lillian,” Hermione sneered. “Your father is gone. You hear me? Gone. Rose is my daughter but as far as I am concerned, you are no daughter of mine. You are your father's daughter, not mine. And he is gone, so you will be too.”

Her mother's words had hurt badly as she stood there. She couldn't stand it.

“Do you realize what you're saying Mum?” Lillian asked, very close to tears.

“Yes I do, now get out!” Hermione roared.

“Hermione Ann Granger Potter!” a voice shouted that made the light fixtures rattle in their place.

There was only one person who knew Hermione's full name, and that person was dead. Harry couldn't come back from the dead, could he? Hermione questioned in her mind.

“Daddy!” Lillian said as she saw her Father, Harry James Potter, appear in human form in front of the two of them.

Lillian ran into Harry's eyes as tears began to make their way down her cheek. Harry held her tight as he knew Hermione hadn't been that kind to their youngest daughter since he had died.

For the first time in six years, Hermione's eyes softened and her body relaxed. That was all it took for Hermione to turn back to her old self, was to see Harry again.

“Harry?” Hermione questioned. “How can it be? You're supposed to be dead.”

“Mione',” Harry said. “I've been watching over my family ever since I died. I can't and will not go onto Heaven until it is time for me to go with the rest of the Potters'. I have been watching you too. You've shocked me the most sweetheart. I could have never imagined to see the woman I love, treat our daughter as if she meant nothing to you.”

Lillian had now begun to finish putting away the books she had drug out before looking for that spell to help Jade, while her father slowly brought back her mother to her old self. When Lillian had come back to where they were, Hermione was crying in Harry's arms. Apparently, her mother had never grieved for her husband's death.

“I'm so sorry Harry!” Hermione said, still crying into his chest.

“Mione', please calm down,” Harry said. “I'm right here. I love you sweetheart. Please let me go. I've been dead for six years sweetie and yet you still cling onto me. It pains me to see the way you treat our daughters. Please come back to me and be the Mione' I used to know and love so dearly.”

“I love you too Harry,” Hermione said. “But just imagine how I felt that morning when I woke up. In another bed in the household and to discover that I had been moved so I wouldn't wake up to find you dead next to me. You never even gave me warning of your death.”

“I'm sorry Mione',” Harry said. “Mione', it's time for me to go now. Dad wouldn't let me stay long.”

“No,” Hermione said. “Don't go! You just got here.”

“I was only given the exact amount of time to turn you back into your old self and that was all I was given,” Harry said. “Go make things better with our daughter. I believe your last comment to her had her almost going to tears.”

“Ok,” Hermione said, looking into Harry's emerald green eyes.

“I love you sweetheart,” Harry said as he began to disappear from both, Lillian and Hermione's sights.

“Mum?” Lillian asked, wondering if her mother was still the same mother she had grown up with.

“I'm so sorry Lillian,” Hermione said, gathering her daughter into her arms. “I'm sorry for the way I've treated you and Rose over the past six years. I love you Lillian. Please forgive me for that.”

“I love you Mum,” Lillian said. “But I've got to get back to Adrian and Kyle. I've got to help Jade. She's gone under the Weasley temper and Tories Sudcattle.”

~*~

“Took you long enough!” Adrian said as Lillian had come back to the Malfoy Manor.

“Lillian!” Ginny said, rushing towards her and engulfing her in a motherly hug.

“Aunt Ginny,” Lillian said, looking at her with her face still tear-stained from seeing her father again.

“What dear, what is it? Have you been crying? What happened?” Ginny asked. “Did your Mione' have something to do with it?”

“Ginny, let Lillian breathe and relax before you attack with never ending questions,” Draco said.

“Thank-you,” Lillian said. “Mum is back to her old self now.”

“How in the world did that happen?” Draco asked.

“Dad came back to her,” Lillian said.

“He what?” Ginny asked.

“Dad came back in human form after Mum had said something really hurtful to me,” Lillian said. “That was all it took for Mum to soften up and become herself again. Apparently, Mum had never grieved for Dad's death.”

“And where is Harry now?” Ginny asked, turning just a little bit of a shade of white.

“Dad has gone back to Potter Swan Manor,” Lillian said.

“What's the spell?” Adrian asked.

Lillian took out her wand and repeated what she had memorized.

“Solaris Jade Nicole Malfoy,” Lillian said with a swish and a flick of her wand.

In bright pink letters, was the name Ryan McCoru, that appeared before Lillian and the rest to see.

“Ryan is her soul mate? Didn't they split on account of he couldn't deal with her being an Elemental?” Adrian asked.

“He couldn't what?” Draco asked, ready to jump the man for breaking his daughter's heart, which he knew she had given to him.

“Now Dad,” Adrian said. “Please don't go loco now.”

“Oh I'm not,” Draco said. “I'll be back in an hour.”

And not a minute or a word later, Draco was gone.

~*~

Draco beat on the door of Jade's flat. After a few minutes of no answer from anybody, not even Meg, her best friend who she had been sharing her flat with, he apparated inside only to see Meg unconscious and on the floor in the other room.

“What on earth hit this place?” a voice said behind him.

Draco turned around to see Ryan McCoru in his daughter's flat.

“What are you doing here?” Draco sneered.

Ryan, taken back a little by Jade's father being so cold towards him, that he stepped back as he spoke.

“I came here to apologize to Jade for being the idiot I was in leaving when truth be told, I was just scared of her powers. I do love her but I was scared of her powers,” Ryan said, still afraid of Mr. Malfoy.

“You're right about the idiot part, but I'm glad you're here,” Draco said.

Ryan looked at him questionably. “Why is that sir?”

“Because since the last person who activated the Weasley temper and the Tories Sudcattle is still alive and the last three can not therefore go up and bring Jade down. Only her soul mate can,” Draco said.

“I'm her soul mate?” Ryan asked.

“Yes,” Draco said. “I just hope you're pureblood.”

“Down to the last drop I am,” Ryan said proudly.

“Good,” Draco said. “I wouldn't to have a tradition of purebloods in this family, broken.”

“You won't be disappointed sir,” Ryan said. “Where is she by the way? If I am the only one to be able to bring her down then how do I get to her?”

“Oh that will be easy for you,” Draco said. “Just simply go outside and say her full name and you'll instantly be in front of her. Just tell her how you feel and she might go back to you. And don't come back down unless you have her in your arms.”

“Yes sir,” Ryan said.

“Good,” Draco said. “Now go, while I heal Meg here. Apparently, she suffered Jade's powers.”

~*~

“Jade Nicole Malfoy,” Ryan said loud and clear, while the rain continued to pour down his face.

Like Mr. Malfoy had said, Ryan was instantly in front of Jade. But she was storming mad. Her hair was soaking wet, her whole body was wet. Her eyes softened a little bit at the sight of Ryan.

“What are you going here?” Jade asked.

“I'm apparently your soul mate. And I'm also the only one who can bring you back down and also the one who can calm you down apparently,” Ryan said.

“Apparently,” Jade said sarcastically.

“Look Jade,” Ryan said. “I'll admit, I was wrong to break things off between you and me almost two months ago. I was scared when you told me about your Elemental abilities. I just wish you would come back to me, I love you Jade.”

“You what?” Jade asked, not noticing that both her and Ryan were slowly beginning to lower to the Earth.

“I love you,” Ryan said.

“That's what I thought you said,” Jade said as she ran into his arms.

Ryan gladly took her into his arms.

“I'll never leave you again I promise,” Ryan said.

“Oh I love you,” Jade said as she kissed him.

The kiss started out as one in need of the other, but then turned to be a gentle and passionate kiss, but soon it went back to a hungry kiss.

They both came down to the Earth now. Just outside of Jade's flat.

“Excuse me!” a voice said, as Jade and Ryan were busy landing on the ground and also kissing the other one until they probably would turn blue in the face if they didn't break every once in a while to breathe.

Jade pulled out of the kiss and then worried.

“Meg!” Jade said, worried.

“Don't worry Jade,” Draco said. “I've taken care of her. She's inside resting. Although, it would do a little bit of good if you went to see her. Both of you.”

“Yes Daddy,” Jade said. “I love you.”

Jade walked inside her flat with Ryan by her side, hand in hand as they walked down the hallway towards Meg's room.

Everything now, was as if it should have been all along. Ryan and Jade were as of last week, engaged. Draco didn't exactly like it but considering she was the first daughter to get married out of all his four daughters, it was expected. Ginny, on the other hand, was thrilled to have her baby getting married. The wedding was beautiful. Rose petals were thrown everywhere as Jade and Ryan went on their honeymoon to Cape Cod.

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Section 7: Final Gate to Heaven

song: Angel by Sarah McLachlan

You spend all your time waiting for that second chance

For a break that would make it OK

There's always some reason to feel not good enough

And it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction, oh, beautiful release

Memory seep from my veins

Let me be empty, oh, and weightless

And maybe I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

You're so tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn

There's vultures and thieves at your back

The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies

That you make up for all that you lack

It don't make no difference

Escaping one last time, it's easier to believe

In this sweet madness, oh, this glorious sadness

That brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

Oh, you are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

In the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

Oooh, oooh

Oooooh

~*~*~*~

“Mum?” a voice said.

“Yes Harry?” Lily answered.

“Do you know when the time is when we go to Heaven?” Harry asked.

“Yes,” Lily said. “Soon Harry, soon.”

“How soon?” Harry asked.

Harry was tired of being a ghost. He couldn't see how Sarah and Nicole could stand it. It pained him long enough to have to watch over his family on Earth when he knew he couldn't see them until a very long time later on.

“Harry,” Lily said, coming over to him and taking a hold of his hand. “We all are ready to go, but a few key events must happen before we can continue our journey.”

“What events are you talking about Mum?” Harry asked.

“Have you not been watching your family lately?” Lily asked.

Harry didn't say a word.

“Just remember, the journey is not complete until the events have been set in stone,” Lily said.

~*~*~*~

The starry sky clouded as a pair of blue eyes looked above from the ground. Kyle Malfoy had been looking up at the stars since he was a little boy. It was always a comfort to him whenever he was upset or just needed time away. And this, unfortunately, was one of those times.

Kyle had just turned seventeen only about a mere three days ago, and already things were turning out for the worst in his life. His girlfriend of at least half his life now was suddenly telling him things were over. Just like that. No explanation or anything. His heart had broken. He couldn't figure out what or why something had happened. Or also, why did it have to be told to him on his birthday?

Ginny and Draco had tried their best to cheer up their grandson, even his mother and father tried, but nothing had worked. Even his aunt's and uncle's tried, but also nothing worked. He just stayed in his room most of the time, or would go to his little place by the pasture and the lake, there was a swing there also but he hardly used it. The grass was much softer. He had charmed it to be clean in that area; like his grandfather, no doubt.

Then just today, he had gotten a visit from his Uncle Ryan's niece, Aaliyah. She was beautiful. She looked like the Muggle Disney character called Snow White, skin white as snow and lips red as blood, her hair was as black as ebony, and her eyes, blue like the crystal waters of the oceans. She was about as tall as he was, around 5'6 if he had to guess, and yet, she was a year younger.

“What are you doing here?” Kyle asked, wondering why she was here.

“I was told by Aunt Jade to come and cheer you up,” Aaliyah said.

“Don't need it,” Kyle said, stubbornly.

“Oh yes you do,” Aaliyah responded in return. “You've been like this for days. What's eating you Ky?”

Kyle turned and looked at her. Never, Kyle thought. Never had anyone ever called him Ky.

“Is that what you call me these days?” Kyle asked. “Not Kyle, my real name?”

“You know I meant nothing by it,” Aaliyah said. “It's just a nickname I have for you. Now, what's eating you Ky?”

Again, it was Ky.

He would have to take time to get used that name. He liked it but yet, a girl had never given him a nickname before. Well, one other did, but it was pretty cheesy. His last girlfriend had called him Willy. William was his middle name but never had he been called Willy before. He hated that name.

“Hello! Earth to Kyle!” Aaliyah said, also managing to grab his attention back from who knows where. “What are you thinking about?”

“My ex,” Kyle said under his breath hoping that she wouldn't hear it.

“Your ex? Why on earth for?” Aaliyah asked. “Sure she was your last girlfriend and you must have liked her for some strange odd reason for going out with her but why the sad face now? When did you two split?”

“She was my first girlfriend,” Kyle said. “I was with her for at least six years, since our first year at Hogwarts. How can I not be down in the dumps so to speak after she suddenly decided to dump me for another guy?”

Aaliyah looked down at her feet. She was also currently sitting beside Kyle. Now she knew why he was acting like this. His heart was broken and badly at that also. She remembered when her heart was broken for the first time. People had told her that she was too young to even know what love was, but she knew what she had been real. At least, his love was alive. Her's had died in a muggle car crash. Nobody in the accident had lived. Not a one.

“It could be worse you know,” Aaliyah said softly with her eyes still facing towards her feet, with her eyes stinging as she fought back the tears that she felt coming.

“What?” Kyle asked and again he replied stubbornly, “How so?”

“Do you have to be so bloody stubborn?” Aaliyah asked.

“I'm sorry,” Kyle said, sarcastically. “It's not everyday that a beautiful girl like you almost goes into tears in front of me. Now what's eating you, Aaliyah?”

Aaliyah didn't mean for her past problems to come up and cause to trigger the tears that she had refused to cry a few years ago when he died. All her intentions for coming today, were to help Kyle. Instead, she fought back tears that she knew were coming.

“Come on, what's wrong? You seem to be in more pain than I am at the moment,” Kyle said, scooting closer to her body. He put his arm around her.

Aaliyah immediately felt her body tense from her head to her toes.

“Don't tense up because I just happen to touch you,” Kyle said. “Go ahead and cry if you need to. Don't know why you need to but looks as if you need to by the look of your face.”

Aaliyah didn't say anything this time, but instead leaned into his touch.

“Cry woman, cry already would you?” Kyle said. “Don't go into depression on me. Come on, what's wrong?”

“My first love was killed in a car crash,” Aaliyah said. “I thought I could help you with your experience since I had a bad one and maybe help you out, but all I seem to be doing is putting my burdens on you.”

Tears overflowed Aaliyah at the moment. Kyle wrapped her in his arms while she cried. He figured she had been holding those tears in for quite some time now. Her whole body shook with frustration and fear.

As she cried more, Kyle held her tighter in his arms. He suddenly felt something for her. Protective almost, love? He didn't know just yet. He cared for her already. He let her loose a little bit. She stopped crying and looked up into his eyes. She felt the same towards him, he could see in her eyes.

Aaliyah looked up into Kyle's eyes. He had the most beautiful light blue eyes she had ever seen. Before she knew it, she was reaching up with her hand towards his face and touching his cheek lightly and caressing it gently.

Kyle leaned down closer to her face and kissed her gently.

The kiss started out gentle at first, and then turned into a passionate one, full of emotion.

Before long, they could hear giggles coming from a little voice not far from them. Kyle and Aaliyah stopped kissing and turned their heads towards the laughter.

“Katie!” Kyle said, toward his cousin. She was Aaliyah's cousin too considering she was Jade's six year old daughter. Her grandfather, Draco was with her.

“Kyle?” Draco asked. “I didn't know you already had another girlfriend after your last one up and left you.”

“Well, this wasn't planned,” Kyle said, letting go of Aaliyah, afraid of what his grandfather would say.

“Oh no need to back away from her,” Draco said with a laugh. “You two would still be kissing the other one hungrily if Katie, here wouldn't have started giggling at seeing you two kissing.”

Neither Kyle nor Aaliyah could say a word in return.

“Come on Katie, let's leave these two alone. They need to talk,” Draco said, dragging little Katie away with him.

“Aww, Gramps! I want to see them kiss again!” Katie's voice could be heard saying as Draco carried her away.

Aaliyah giggled herself, about that one.

“Where does this leave us?” Aaliyah asked.

“Well,” Kyle said, holding her in his arms. “Let's take it a day at a time. I do like kissing your beautiful face though.”

“Alright, Ky,” Aaliyah said. “I could get used to this.”

“You know, I think I could too,” Kyle said, kissing her once more.

~*~

“Ryan please?” Jade asked, with a baby in her arms. “All I'm asking is for you to watch Katie and Alex for only a couple of hours. Please Ryan, please. I need time to myself.”

“Sweetheart,” Ryan said, taking the baby out of her arms and into the bassinet. “I thought it was my night this weekend to go out of the house without the children.”

“You dare to argue about this? I'm the one who gave birth to them, not you,” Jade said angrily, clenching her fists.

“Ok, maybe we can find a sitter for tonight,” Ryan said, afraid of her mighty punch. Just the other day, she had seen what she did to her brother Adrian; that was scary. “We'll both go love. Just please don't take a swing at me like you did your brother.”

Jade smiled as she knew he was scared of her punch.

She must be in those monthly times right now, Ryan thought. I'll give in.

Jade heard that thought of his and instantly scowled at him and then sailed a fist his way.

Ryan went sailing to the floor as Jade's fist hit his cheek.

“How dare you!” Jade said, angrily. “I've had enough of this. I'm tired of your constant selfishness. I'm leaving.”

Jade picked up Alex in the bassinet and walked away from her husband, Ryan, for at least twenty-two years now, and into their room, so she could pack her things and leave for the Manor.

Alex started crying so she cradled him in her arms for a few minutes and then sat him down on the bed so she could begin to pack.

A few minutes later, Ryan was right behind her.

“Stop being so stubborn, would you?” Ryan asked, rather annoyed.

Jade turned around towards him and then started speaking.

“I'll stop being stubborn if you stop being selfish,” Jade said.

Smack!

She couldn't believe what had just happened.

Ryan actually slapped her. Slapped her. Tears stung her eyes as she hurriedly went past him, refusing to look at him, picked up a crying Alex and left.

~*~*~*~

“Mummy!” a little voice shouted as she saw her Mum come into the big room at Malfoy Manor.

Draco turned to see his youngest daughter, Jade, in tears and also with a crying Alex in her arms.

“Suzie take Alex and Katie out of the room and into the nursery. And please calm Alex down,” Draco said.

“Yes Master,” Suzie said as she took Alex out of Jade's arms and then led the Katie by the hand and also Alex in her arms and out of the room.

“Daddy!” Jade sobbed as she practically ran into her father's arms.

“Jade what on Earth is going on?” Draco asked, holding his youngest daughter tight while she cried.

“I left him,” Jade sobbed into her father's arms.

“You what?” Draco asked, pulling her away from him and looking into her eyes. “Why?”

“We got into an argument, I left the room, he followed and argued more,” Jade said.

“How come your face is red?” Draco asked, questionably.

“He slapped me,” Jade said quietly not looking into his eyes.

“HE WHAT?” Draco raged.

“He slapped me Daddy,” Jade said once again.

“Excuse me Jade Nicole Malfoy,” Draco said, not bothering to say her last name, or rather not her married name. “I believe I need to go have a word with Ryan.”

“Don't hurt him Daddy, please don't hurt him,” Jade pleaded.

“He should have thought of that before he hurt you,” Draco said. “Excuse me Jade, I have business to tend to.”

~*~*~*~

At the moment, Ryan was sitting down with his head down towards the floor with a piece of something that was Jade's. He wasn't aware of another person's presence.

“What the hell did you think you were doing?” Draco voice sounded the air.

Ryan jumped about two feet high.

“What are you talking about Sir?” Ryan asked.

“What am I talking about?” Draco asked. “You slapped my daughter! What the hell were you thinking?”

“Look,” Ryan said.

“No, you look,” Draco said. “You are very fortunate that her elemental powers didn't overcome her and blow you to pieces. You must mean a heck of a lot to her if she uses all her might to force her powers to back down towards you. You either make this right or you'll deal with me. You got it?”

“Yes Sir,” Ryan said, getting up and cleaning up. “Where is she?”

“Where do you think?” Draco asked.

“Right,” Ryan said.

~*~*~*~

Jade was currently in her old room and also crying silently into her pillow. How could he have hurt her like this? True, she was being stubborn but he didn't have to slap her. This was the first time in twenty-two years that he had done something so serious as this to her. She didn't know what to do. All she did know, she just hoped that her father wouldn't tear Ryan to shreds.

Before long, she felt somebody pulling her up from her position on the bed.

She opened her eyes to see Ryan.

Instantly, she covered her face with her arm when he reached up to touch her face.

“Ok, I deserve that,” Ryan said. “Look Jade, I was wrong, I admit, in slapping you. I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry. I regret doing that. I was upset and instead of trying to calm you down, I took it out on you. I love you. Please stay with me.”

Jade let her guard down once again, but was being cautious in case his hand decided to slap her again. She let his hand massage the area where he had caused her pain.

She leaned into his touch and then into his chest, letting her guard down completely.

Jade started crying.

“I'm so sorry sweetheart,” Ryan said, running his hand across her back. “I promise I will never do that ever again.”

And he never did either. Draco made sure that he didn't for that matter. Draco had snarled at Ryan every Christmas and every other dinner they shared together for the next year and a half. He finally quit once Ginny had told him it was time to quit or she would kick him out of their room. Reluctantly, he chose to ease up on him.

~*~*~*~

“Mum, what did the doctor say?” Rose asked.

Hermione looked at her oldest daughter and then hugged her dear to her.

Rose was confused. Instead of talking to her, her mother had hugged her. She never really hugged her much. Not even as a child.

Lillian, get over here. Mum's different somehow. She hasn't told me yet what the doctor said, Rose said telepathically only to Lillian.

Rose knew her mother had telepathic abilities but she wasn't as strong as Rose and Lillian were.

Different how? Doctor? What's wrong with Mum Rose? Lillian responded.

I don't know. Just get over here. We're in Daddy's study, Rose replied back.

“Mum what did the doctor say?” Lillian said, just apparating to the Manor a few seconds ago.

Hermione let Rose go and then went and hugged Lillian.

Ok, maybe James can get it out of her, Rose said to Lillian.

Maybe you're right, Lillian said. Can he speak telepathically?

Let's find out, Rose said. James? Can you hear me?

What in the world? I'm sitting at the Professors' table at Hogwarts and I begin to hear my sister's voice in my head? If you can hear me, tell me what the heck is going on, James replied.

James had become the newest and also youngest Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts three years after he graduated. And now, almost twenty years later, he thought he was hearing voices in his head. Couldn't be good, right? That's what he thought at the moment.

Well, there's are answer Sis, Rose said. James, you're a Tacitus Imperium. In other words, you can speak telepathically. Mum can and also Dad could too. It runs in the family. Aunt Sarah and Aunt Nicole will probably help you out in trying to control the power, like they did for us. But, we need you home right now. Mum's been to the doctor but she hasn't said what the doctor told her. Maybe you can help us get her to tell us. Will you help us?

Yes, let me alert the Headmaster and I'll be there in about two minutes. And you two better start explaining about this Tacitus Imperium stuff or telepathic skills or whatever it's called. James said.

Like James had said, he was there in exactly two minutes. He was looking well built now theses days. Quidditch had done him good over the years. He was exactly like Harry's image. Dark and scruffy hair, green emerald eyes and he was also a good deal tall.

Hermione didn't even see her son while she held onto Lillian. Lillian desperately looked towards her brother for help.

“Mum, we keep asking you. Now please tell us,” James said. “What did the doctor say?”

“Knew you three would all end up here together in a matter of minutes,” Hermione said as she let go of Lillian and then looked at James.

“You've grown to look just like your Father,” Hermione continued. “Yes, I've been to the doctor this morning. You know why I went right?”

“No,” Rose said. “You didn't tell us Mum.”

“I fainted the other day,” Hermione said. “I've been weak lately. More than usual, so I went this yesterday to have tests done. Then this morning, the doctor told me my heart was failing me and that I only had maybe three months total left to live.”

I wish I could see Harry again, Hermione thought. I'm scared and I need him.

Rose and Lillian were silent at their Mum's words. However, James was not.

“What? No,” James said. “Mum you did not just say that? You're kidding us right? That's a joke?”

“No James,” Hermione said to her son. “I'm not kidding and I did say that. I'm dying sweetie. I'm scared too but I have to live what I have left.”

“No,” James said as he fought tears. “I won't let you.”

James then rushed out of the room and went into his old room and shut the door and stayed there for hours.

Over the past few hours, Rose and Lillian had cried along with their mother. But they had come to an agreement. They would be happy for their mother. She would be with their Father once again. And no matter what, they would move on and let their mother go. It would take time of course but they promised her.

James however, they were worried about. They didn't think he would react the way he did. Now, as Hermione approached the door to James' door to his old room in the manor, she silently prayed that things would go all right.

Hermione knocked lightly and got a very little of a response in return. She turned the knob and entered.

James looked at his mother coming in the room. His eyes were blood-shot from crying over his mother so much and his body looked exhausted. He was extremely attached to his mother since the death of his father. He was only in his last and final year at Hogwarts when he died.

“So this is what Daddy meant,” James muttered.

“What? What did your father say to you?” Hermione asked.

“He told me in a dream last night that today would be different for me. He said that one that I love dearly would soon pass on to go with him to Heaven. I had no clue that who he meant, but I never thought it would be you Mum,” James said, letting Hermione hold her son in her arms.

“None of us did James,” Hermione said. “But the key to this is, once I'm gone I'll be happy and no longer in pain. I'll have my heart mended once I see your father. You don't want to break my heart because you won't let go of me, do you?”

“No Mum,” James said. “I promise, even though it'll take a while, I'll eventually let you go. I want you to be happy. I love you.”

“I love you too,” Hermione said, giving a kiss to James on his forehead.

~*~*~*~

Six months later, Hermione had passed on. Although, her spirit was living freely now, there was still one thing left to do, to finally go to Heaven.

The passage way to the gate from Potter Swan Manor was a little long. Harry had told her it wouldn't be long and then now, today was the day. They had sent dreams to their children of where to meet them for the final goodbye.

They sat on a boat going under a bridge that led them from the waterway though the back door of the Potter Swan Manor, to across a river dam and to the final place where they met Rose, Lillian, and James only. Not even, their husbands or children were with them. Although, Ginny and Draco were standing there with them also.

Harry, Hermione, Sarah, Nicole, Lily and James stepped out of the boat and then appeared ghost like at first towards them but then became human like once more for only a little while.

“Daddy! Mum!” Rose, Lillian, and James had said in unison. They laughed at their sudden outburst.

They rushed into the arms of their Mum and Dad. Harry grinned at Hermione when they held their children in their arms for the last time. Hermione smiled back at Harry.

“Harry,” a weak voice, recognized as Ginny's said.

“Ginny,” Harry said, letting go of his children and going over to Ginny. “You've taken my death the hardest, besides Hermione did but I watched over you and Ron too. You shouldn't have turned away from Draco like you did.”

“I know I shouldn't have,” Ginny said. “But I couldn't help it. You were one of my best friends for so long Harry. How did you expect me to take the sudden notice of your death? Say, ok and go on?”

“Ginny,” Draco warned.

“No, let her go Draco. She's probably wanted to say that for a while now,” Harry said.

“Yes I have in fact,” Ginny said. “And I'm not through yet.”

“Ginny, don't,” Draco warned again. “Just let it go. Let them go Ginny.”

“Ok,” Ginny said, finally being tired of trying to not let them go and continue on.

“Would you watch over them for me? Or at least while you can?” Harry asked Draco.

“I'd be honored to Harry,” Draco said. “Even though, we never were buds so to speak in our Hogwarts days, I'll never forget when you saved my life by saving Ginny's in our seventh year.”

Draco was talking about when Voldemort had finally died, for good. He almost had taken Ginny with him, if it wasn't for Harry knowing what Voldemort was up to. Ginny was only an hour away from death and probably would be dead to this day if it wasn't for Harry finding her once again, in the Chamber of Secrets and then bringing a tear drop from a phoenix to heal her.

“Don't mention it,” Harry said and then turned to Rose. “Rosey-Rose?”

“Yes Daddy?” Rose responded.

“Take care my sweetheart,” Harry said. “Don't forget, I'll always love you. I won't be able to speak to you telepathically anymore like we used to. And I won't be like Sirius and just say I went to Heaven when really I would be at the Potter Swan Manor.”

“Hey, I object to that,” Sirius said. “I didn't lie to you.”

“You ornery thing you,” James said. “Of course you did, you old rascal!”

“You're an old rascal too then,” Sirius said, joking with one of the last Marauders left.

“Oh you two will never learn!” Lily exclaimed.

“Mum, is this what you meant?” Harry asked.

“Yes, Harry, this is exactly what I meant,” Lily said. “And now, it is time for us to say goodbye and go on now.”

James and Sirius looked at each other and then walked over to the old stone looking door that had vines winding their way from one side of the door and up and over and to the end of the other side.

“Lily, I'd like to walk with you to the other side if you don't mind,” James said.

Lily walked over to James, gave him one heck of a kiss and then spoke.

“I'd be glad to love,” Lily said, taking his hand and then walking though with James, the love of her life since she had turned seventeen.

Sirius looked towards Sarah and Nicole.

“Well, would you two, beautiful girls like to grace me with your presence by walking with me though?” Sirius asked.

Sarah and Nicole giggled.

“Oh Uncle Siri,” Sarah said. “Of course, we'll walk with you through. Right Sis?”

“Right,” Nicole said, grabbing a hold of Sirius' arm.

Sirius had Nicole on one side and Sarah on the other side.

“Never thought I would have two girls by my side,” Sirius said.

“Oh would you behave and act your age?” Sarah asked, laughing.

“Which age is that my dear?” Sirius asked. “Young, middle, or old? I refuse the old age though.”

“Oh never mind,” Sarah said, laughing. “Ready to go?”

“I am,” Nicole said. “Are you Uncle Siri?”

“Yes,” Sirius said. “Harry, don't take too long. You either Hermione.”

And then, Sirius, Nicole and Sarah walked through and then they were gone, just like Lily and James had moments earlier.

“Well Mione', shall we go?” Harry asked.

“Not just yet,” Hermione said. “I want to hold onto my babies just once more.”

“Mione', they're not babies anymore,” Harry said also holding her hand.

“I know, but they're mine,” Hermione said. “To think that I'm leaving them now. My own father abandoned my mother before I even knew him. I don't want to abandon my children Harry.”

“You're not abandoning us Mum,” Rose said. “You showed us the most love and care a mother can ever give her children.”

“Even though, we got tired of the books you constantly made us read everyday,” Lillian said, while Harry chuckled at her words, “we'll never forget those memories. You'll still in our memories Mum.”

“And therefore, you will never abandon us like your father did to you,” James said. “We'll think of you every day. We love you Mum.”

“Yes, we love you Mum,” Rose and Lillian said together.

Rose and Lillian hugged James and held onto him, one on each side of him.

“We'll be ok Mum,” All three said together.

“Yes, we'll be ok,” Ginny said.

“Goodbye Harry and Hermione,” Draco said.

“Yes,” Ginny said. “Goodbye.”

And then Ginny and Draco left, leaving Hermione and Harry with their three.

Harry and Hermione then went to Rose, Lillian, and James and group hugged them. They held onto each other for at least a good five minutes. Then Rose let go and started speaking.

“Daddy, it's time for you and Mum to go,” Rose said.

“Yes,” Lillian said. “Rose is right.”

“Again,” James said.

“I love you,” all five of them said, instead of just the three of them.

Harry and Hermione then turned back, hand in hand, and walked towards the door but then stopped to look back at their children. Harry took Hermione in his arms and kissed her gently and gave a memory to Rose, Lillian, and James to remember. A good one also, one of their parents love towards the other. Harry took Hermione's hand once again, and walked forward though the final gate to heaven. Things were now, coming to a new age. Not an ending, but to a new age of their lives, a true new age.

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AN:

Sorry this is not an update and after re-reading my stories, I've come to the conclusion that good god these stories are horrible! If there is anybody out there that would be willing to help me rewrite these, or rather be a beta to me, it would definitely be appreciated.

Please email me at eeh_2006@yahoo.com if there is anybody interested in helping.

Thanks,

Erin

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