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Chapter 21

Two weeks later, Hermione was feeling back to her old self, except for unexpected trips to the bathroom to throw up her breakfast.

She was in the common room doing her homework when an owl came through the window and landed on her book. She took the note from him and read.

Hermione,
Meet me out by the lake. I'll be waiting.
Love,
Harry

She smiled to herself, and walked out to the lake. When she got there, she saw Harry, Ron, Livvie, Draco, and Ginny walking toward the lake too.

She smiled at them and asked, "Harry, what are you planning? You said you wanted to see me."

Harry looked at her puzzled. "I did?"

Her smile faded. "You sent me an owl. The note was from you, it said you wanted to talk to me."

"Hermione, I got a not from Draco, saying he wanted to see me here," Ginny told her.

"What the hell is going on here? I got a not from you Ginny, I didn't send you one."

Livvie chuckled nervously. "Ron, I take it you didn't send me a note did you?" When he shook his head, she nodded. "Come on people, he all have notes from our significant others. One of us, had to send the notes. We all say we didn't. Something is going on, and I want know now." As soon as she finished she felt a pull at her naval.

Harry new instantly that the letters were acting as portkeys. He just has no idea why or where they were going.
They all landed with a thud. "What the bloody hell was that?" Ginny screamed. "Malfoy, if this is one your idea of a romantic rendezvous your dead."

"Gin, if I was planning one, do you really think I would have invited your brother, his girlfriends, and two best friends along too?" He ground out through gritted teeth.

Livvie looked at Draco. "I know where we are. Don't you recognize it Malfoy? It's in all the pictures taken of our fathers"

Draco looked at her and swore. "This bloody well can't be happening. Not this weekend."

"Would someone like to fill the rest of us in?" Hermione said in a sugar coated voice.

"That can be arranged Miss Granger," said a voice from behind her.

They all turned around and saw Lucius Malfoy behind her, wand out, pointed at them.

"If you wanted me home all you had do was ask. Why the hell did you have to bring everyone else with me?" Draco asked in annoyance.

"We wanted everyone with you," said another voice. with is wand pointed at them as well.

"Father," Livvie cried.

"Of course, Voldemort's right and left arms are here to do his dirt work for him. What, was he afraid of facing six, armed, teenage wizards? We aren't even out of school yet and he's already afraid of us?" Harry asked the two Death Eaters.

"Harry," Hermione said a warning voice.

"I take it no one brought their wand did they?" Ginny asked casually. When everyone looked at her, she sighed. "Well, I guess we need another tactic than, fighting our way out won't work. Ideas anyone?"

Lucius walked over to Ginny and stared up and down. "So, your my son's newest conquest. I haven't seen you since you were eleven. You certainly have grown up Weasley."

She smiled sweetly at him. "Oh I could say the same thing to you Malfoy. You have more wrinkles, and your hair has turned gray, you are also looking kind of peeved. Am getting on your nerves."

" I have always hated Weasleys."

"Oh that hurts Malfoy, that cuts deeply. Everyone loves me. They all think I am the sweetest little thing. What is it Malfoy? Your wife not putting out anymore? Or can you not get it up in the bedroom?" Ginny smirked.

She felt it before she saw it. I visious slap fell across her cheek and she fell to the floor.

"Son of a bitch," Ron and Draco growled.

"This way, Potter, the master wants to see you all." Bennett said

Harry, Hermione, Ron, Livvie, Draco, and Ginny, all followed Livvie's father. They were taken to a chamber, and put into shackles on the wall, so they were facing the middle of the room.

Once they were lined up, Hermione, Ginny, and Livvie on one side and Harry, Ron, and Draco on the other, Malfoy and Bennett left.

"Does anyone have any idea how to get out of here?" Hermione asked. "By the way Draco, you never did tell us where we are."

"Malfoy Manor, in the sound proof chambers in the basement. Even if we could get out of the shackles, we couldn't get out of here with out magic."

"Wonderful," Ron muttered.

"Harry, when Voldemort comes in-" she cut him off before he could argue with her. "We both know, he's coming. Just remeber I love you, and please, no matter what he does, remember we have a wedding to plan, and I need you there for it to work. Please, don't do anything stupid."

"How touching," a voice said behind them. The door was open and a clocked figure walked toward them. "Potter, this is the way I always pictured our last meeting."

"Voldemort, or should I call you Tom?"

Voldemort's eyes flashed with anger. Then it turned into a cold smirk. He turned to Hermione.

"So, your the mudblood. I though he would have picked somone with more class, maybe a pureblood."
Hermione rolled her eyes at him. "That's a little hypocrtical don't you think? One of your parents was a muggle, so that would make you a what? A Half-blood. You aren't even a pure blood yourself, and you think they are the only kinds of wizards that should exist."

Voldemort turned back to Harry. "You picked a spit-fire though, didn't you." He turned to Hermione. "Didn't your father ever teach you to respect men? That women were made to do a man's bidding. I might have to teach you for him. Crusio!"

Hermione screamed in pain as soon as the spell hit her. It felt like knives were slicing through her skin. Then the pain stopped, as quickly as it had begun.

Voldemort smiled. "We're going to play a little game. I'm going to ask the men questions, and if I don't like the answers, your whores will pay the price."

Voldemort looked over at Ron, "Weasley, I presume. I have two weapons against you. Your lover, and your sister. I'll let you choose. Which one gets the punishment you just caused?"

"Go to hell," Ron told him.

"i'll choose for you then." He pointed his wand at Livvie. "Crusio."

Livvie screamed. She couldn't help it. No matter how many times she had felt it before, it always made her scream.

"All right, we'll play your game," Harry told him.

"Wise choice Potter. Now, how are the Order of the Phoenix members?"

"I think you know the answer to that Voldemort, other wise you wouldn't be asking."

"Very Good Potter, but it wasn't the answer I wanted." He trained his want on Hermione and yelled. "Crusio!"

Hermione was ready this time. She didn't yell, she didn't even flinch.

Voldemort was shell shocked. He had never seen a person not cowar from his curses. He stormed out of the room.

"Hermione?" Livvie asked her. "How the hell did you do that? How you not feel the pain"

Hermione smiled faintly at her. "I felt it, but I didn't let it control me. I put the pain out of my mind and concentrated on something else."

"What?" Everyone asked her.

She smirked. "Harry, if you need me answer that question, you must not remember it that vividly."

Harry blushed, Draco and Ron groaned, Livvie and Ginny giggled at her comment.

"Does it really work?" Livvie asked her.

"You still fell the pain, but it doesn't consume you. Just think about the happiest time in your life. The most incredible moment."

Ginny got a sour look on her face. "Just don't tell us out loud Livvie, I really don't want to know any details about my big brother's sex life."

"Big, discribes him perfectly." Livvie snickered.

It was Ron's turn to blush. The girls just laughed hysterically. Hermione was amazed. We are chained to a wall, in no hope of escape and we are joking about each other's love lives, she said to herself.

Voldemort and six other men returned just as they were laughing. All the smiles died, and anger replaced the fear.

"I will ask the questions, you will answer. Potter, who is helping you?"

"Go to hell, Voldemort, if it can stand you."

Voldemort smiled coldly "I thought you would say that." He took out his wand. He moved it between Ron and Hermione "You have a choice Potter, which one dies, your girlfriend, or your best friend?"

"Voldmort," Hermione yelled.

He turned to her. "You are not supposed to talk you little mudblood, I may have to teach you a lesson."

Hermione smiled. "Give it your best shot."

"Crusio!"

Hermione laughed. "That was good Voldemort." Her laughter died. "Incendio!" All six death eaters broke into flames. Their robes caught fire, and they ran from the room. She looked at Voldemort "But I'm better."

Everyone looked at her in suprise. They had never seen her do anything like that.

"You little whore. Avada Kedavra!" he yelled. The spell hit her square in the chest.

"No," Harry screamed.

Chapter 22

Professors Mcgonnagal, Snape, Lupin, and Sirius, were all sitting in Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore looked over at Sirius. "I'm sorry Sirius, but there is nothing we can do. Malfoy Manor is shut tightly, and even if we could send in Aurors, we could be endangering Harry's life. We know that the Weasleys are with him, along with Draco and Livvie, not to mention Hermione who will never let Harry out of her sight. They will think of something to get out of there."

"With all do respect, Headmaster, what if they don't? If Potter can't defeat Voldmort, no one can," Snape commented.

"Have faith in them Severus, they can do anything if they set their minds to it." McGonagal.

"How are six teenagers, who haven't even full trained witches and wizards defeat the Dark Lord, Minerva? We have no idea of they are even still alive."

"Oh shut up Snivilus, you only hate Harry because he is James's son, and my godson. If you had the chance you would expell him with out a thought." Sirius snapped.

"We have to wait and see," Dumbledore interrupted. "We have to believe that everything is okay, if anything happens, Voldmort will want to gloat, and let us know. We already received a message from him that he had all three couples. They are safe for the time being. We will just have to wait and see."

At everyone's nod he added. "Order everyone into their towers, don't tell them why, just make sure they are all together."

Chapter 23

"Hermione," Harry screamed at her.

Voldemort turned to look at Harry. "Well Potter, it looks like you are down one less allie."

"You son of a bitch, I'll kill you." Harry said in a low, deadly voice.

"Not if I kill you first Potter, but first I want you to watch as I kill all your friends."

"Before you kill me Voldemort, I want to know. Did you honestly think that I would follow in my father's foot steps in becoming your lap dog, or are you just stupid?" Draco spitted at him with comtempt.

"Young Malfoy, your father has many things to teach you, one of them is respect for your superiors."

"So, who is going to die second Potter? I have already eliminated your whore. No who shall I kill next. Your best friend? His lover, or his sister? It's your choice."

"Voldemort," a voice said behind him.

He turned around and gasped in suprise and outrage.

"Hermione," Harry whispered in relief.

"As I said before, your good, but you need some practice. You know, it's kind of embarrasing if you think about it. You are a fully grown man, the most powerful dark wizard since Slytherin, and you couldn't even kill a year old boy."

"That was a fluke, his mother was protecting him. Love is a weak emotion, how could it protect someone from my power."

Hermione looked strait into Voldemorts eyes. "You couldn't kill Harry," she leaned forward as far as she could and said, "what makes you think you can kill his son?"

Chapter 24

Harry looked at Hermione. He was going to be a father? Why hadn't she told him?

Voldemort looked at Hermione with horror. "Your carrying Potter's child? How did that happen?"

Ginny snorted. "Didn't your mother teach you about the birds and the bees?"

"Ginny," Ron was worried that his sister's smart mouth was going to get her in trouble.

"Come now Voldemort, you couldn't kill Harry with that curse, and you can't kill his fiancee because she is carrying his child. Kind of pathetic really, if you think about it. The darkest wizard of all time can't even kill a muggle born witch."

"You little whore," Voldemort hissed at her.

"Ah,ah,ah, that's not a noce word. 'Whore' is sounds so dirty, I prefer the word financee or I could live with lover, but not whore."

"Guards," he called.

"What? Are you that much of a coward, that you can't kill a woman without magic. I'm only seventeen, your a full grown man." Hermione started to laugt. "You're not a very smart man grant you, but you are bigger than me."

He walked over to her and backhanded her across the face.

Hermione didn't even flinch. "Oh that hurt Voldemort, or should I call you Tom? Yes, I like Tom better. So Tom, are you going to have your minions do the dirty work for you, or are you going to unchain me and fight me like a man?"

He glared at her. "You couldn't last one second against me. I am Lord Voldemort."

Hermione smiled. "Try me."

Voldemort glare turned into a cold leer. "Alright, Granger, I'll let you out of your chains, but you will only have a wand to protect yourself."

"Hermione, no, he'll kill you," Harry commanded her.

"Harry, look at our situation, we have no way out, and no weapons. Do you have a better idea?"

Harry glared at her. "Voldemort, I completely agree with her, that you are a coward, but I don't agree with her fighting you all by yourself. It's me you want, let me fight you instead."

Voldemort laughed. "Where's the sport in that? I want you to watch your financee die. However, I will allow her to pick someone to fight with her, since I will be having someone fight with me." At that moment, Lucius Malfoy walked in the room.

Hermione looked at him. "It's a deal Tom, whoops sorry it slipped. We have a deal, Voldemort, Malfoy will fight on your side, and I get to choose someone to fight with me. Unchain me and let the games begin."

"Alhamora," Voldemort said, and Hermione was freed from her chains.

"I need a wand Voldemort." He threw her a wand and she looked at it. "Thank you."

"Who will fight with you?" Voldemort asked her.

Hermione smiled. "Since Lucius Malfoy is fighting with you, it's only fitting that Draco Malfoy should fight with me." She pointed the her wand and Draco and freed him.

"My son, will never fight against me. He knows what a powerful wizard I am."

At that comment Ginny snorted. "What is it with you dark wizards, are you all stupid or just illogical. Powers are inherited from parents. If you are a powerful wizard, chances are, your son is too."

"Are you calling me stupid Weasley?"

Ginny raised her eye and nodded her head. "Yes."

"Choose Draco, between dark and light, bewteen your father and your lover, between lust and loyalty."

Draco took the wand. He looked at it and suddenly fired a spell at his father. He went flying back into the wall, and stared dumbfounded by what Draco had just done.

"Do you really think that I would join you, the man that was beaten me my entire life? A man who only cares about himself. A man who is a servant that bows and begs before a person, that isn't even whole?"

"How dare you insult your master. You will be punished for those words." He lifted his wand, but before he could say a spell, Draco put a binding curse on him.

"Your master, and I choose this side because I love Ginny more than life. But I also joined this side, because it will give me a chance to fight against you."

"Now that they are fighting, I believe we can continue our little disagreement." Hermione turned to Voldemort.

"Cruiso," "Expelliarmus," Both spells hit the opponent strait in the chest.

Herione felt the pain from the curse, but immediatly closed off her emotions and ignored the pain. Voldmort's wand lay in her hand, with him on the floor. "So," he told her, "you want to fight dirty? Serpensortia!"

A large snake lept out in front of Hermione. It hissed and spit, glaring at her. Hermione screamed. The snake was slithering closer to her. "Harry, your a parselmouth, talk to him, make him go back."

"You boyfriend won't be able to control one of my snakes. She is especially trained in killing."

The snake gained on Hermione. She was almost to the wall. Harry could see that she was running out of time. He needed to do something. He concentrated.

Then he told the snake in Parselmouth, "Stay away from her, she's not the one you want."

"Alhamora," Hermione said as she pointed the chains holding Harry against the wall.

Harry ran over to Hermione and grabbed her pulling her to his chest. "Do you have anymore ideas baby? We're kind of running out of time. We need a plan to defeat Voldemort."

"We don't need a wand to defeat him."

"What?" Harry asked her puzzled.

"Love," was the only word she said. She then pulled herself from his embrace and freed Ron, Livvie, and Ginny.

"What the hell is going on?" Livvie asked. "We need to get out of here."

Ginny looked over at Draco, who was holding his own against his father, but tiring quickly. Then all of a sudden, Draco put his father in a full body binding curse, the one Harry had used on Neville in second year. Draco's father lay on the floor, unmoving.

"Draco," Ginny yelled.

She ran up, and threw her arms around him. "Thank God, your alright."

Harry and Hermione were still in trouble though. They were up against the wall and the snake was getting closer. Suprisingly Hermione wasn't afraid anymore. To tell the truth, she was getting a little annoyed with the damn snake. She pointed her wand at it and blew it up. "I am really getting sick of your games Voldemort, now it's Harry and I against you, all alone, with no one to help you. This should be fun."

"You give yourself too much credit little mudblood. You will never defeat the greatest wizard with magic."

Hermione smiled. "Your right, that's why I won't be using magic." She grabbed Harry, and pulled her to her. "Kiss me."

Ginny looked over at them in astonishment. "That's your big plan to beat Voldemort? To make out?"

"No, Ginny, love his what defeated him before, I'm hoping, it will do it again. Love is what almost killed him before. You are in love with Draco, Livvie is in love with Ron, and I'm in love with Harry, our love is what's going to kill him for good.

"Nothing can kill me," Voldemort told her.

"Your arragance, and our love will be your down fall, watch."

Chapter 25

Hermione look over at Harry. "I love you," and she kissed him, long, deep, and hard.

She broke the kiss and looked up at Harry. "I'm not strong enough, to say the spell, you are the only one who can defeat him, by saying a spell. Our love will only go so far. It will weaken him enough so you can say it. Say amoramus and hopefully it will kill him for good." She kissed him again. This time pouring every ounce of love into it.

Harry broke the kiss, took the wand, and pointed it at Voldemort. "Amoramus," he yelled. A red light burst from his wand and hit Voldemort straight in the chest.

As soon as the curse hit him, he felt it. The pain was excruciating. It felt like he had been hit a hundered times with the crusiatus curse.

The three couples watched as Voldemort crumpled to the floor, and burst into flames.

"Well, I guess that takes care of that." Ginny said happily. "Draco, we are in the basement of Malfoy Manor correct? You must know a way to get us out of here."

Everyone looked at her as if she was from Mars. They had just vanquished the most powerful dark wizard the world had ever seen, and she was acting like she just lost a game of chess, and was shaking it off.

Draco laughed. "Yes honey, I do, follow me."

They walked out of the basement and made their way into the living room as his house. They each took a handful of flew powder, and flewed to Hogsmeade.

When they arrived at Hogwarts, the halls were empty. Not even the ghosts were out wandering the halls. All three couples looked at each other and wondered what was going on.

Hermione was on edge. My god, I just told Harry- well I didn't even tell him, I told Voldemort first- that he was going to be a father. I hope he doesn't hate me. I know he though about having children, but does he want them now? Will he make me, no he would never make me kill our child. He will love him or her so much. I just need to convince him that he will make a wonderful father. Hermione nodded to herself confidant that everything between Harry and her would be okay.

As they walked through the hall ways they noticed that it was totally diserted.

"Where is everyone?" Livvie said to no one.

"I have no idea, they must all be in their common rooms." Ginny stated.

"It's just after midnight, we weren't even gone a day, how could the no we were gone?"

Draco looked at her. "Something you should know Granger, Deat Eaters love to gloat in victory, when they captured the famous Harry Potter, Voldemort problaby sent a letter to Dumbledore stating that he has him."

Hermione grimaced. "Lovely. Lets go to Dumbledore's office then."

They all walked down to a gargoyle statue. "Lemon Drop!" Hermione told it. It sprung to life and moved out of the way.
Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk and looked up. He saw Hermione and Harry walk into his office followed bu Ron, Livvie, Ginny and Draco. They all looked tired and worn out, but at least they were alive. "Mr. Potter, welcome back. We were all very worried about you. Ms. Granger, you look a little green around the gills. Do you need to see Madam Polmfry?"

"No sir, I'm fine. Just really tired. I was wondering if we could debrief you after we all got a good night's sleep," Hermione replied.

"Of course Ms. Granger, you all must be exhasted. You all seem alright though. I'm very pleased to see that. However, I would like you all to be examined by Madam Polmfry to make sure. Then you all may go to bed."

"Thank you Professor," Ginny said.

They all left the office with a nod. Harry and Hermione walked to his room, Ron and Livvie walked to Hermione's room, and Draco and Ginny walked to him room. They all layed down in their significant other's arms and held each other.

Draco looked down at Ginny. "What the hell were you thinking talking to my father and Voldemort that way. They could have killed you."

Ginny looked up at him. "I'm safe Draco, and I love you."

She took his hand and placed it on her breast, and arched into it. She closed her eyes and bit her botton lip. She loved the way his hands felt on her.

He squeezed them gently and took off their clothes. He layed her down on the bed and showed her just how much he loved her.

*****
Livvie and Ron walked in Hermione's room. Livvie looked over at Ron. "My father will hunt me down and kill me.We just killed the Dark Lord. The dark side will be in an uproar. Power struggles will last for months before they can agree and reunite together." She looked over at Ron. "Your going to be an uncle you know."

"I still can't believe Hermione said that," Ron said shaking his head. "She would never let anyone know she was carrying a baby. It would put her and the baby in danger."

Livvie looked over at him and smiled. "It worked though didn't it? Hermione and Harry killed the most powerful dark wizard. Voldemort couldn't kill her because she was carring Harry's child."

"I wander how Harry is taking the news?" Ron pondered.

"He's going to be a father Ron. This is Harry we are talking about. For the next couple of months, he is going to be so protective Hermione may have to hex him."

*****
As soon as Hermione and Harry walked into his room she could feel the tension between them.

She looked over at him and dragged in a breath. "I never meant for you to find out this way. I was going to tell you, I just didn't know how."

Harry looked over at her. "What that I'm going to he a father?"

"I only found out a few days ago. I didn't tell anyone."

"So you tell Voldemort before you tell me," Harry looked at her accusingly.

"How would you have reacted Harry? What was I supposed to say? 'Harry, be careful not to get yourself killed by Voldmort. Oh, by the way, I'm pregnant.' Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"I would like to have known before you told Voldemort. Did he deserve to know before I did?"

"Harry please don't do this. I'm sorry, that I wasn't careful, but I want this baby. I want to love her like your mother loved you. I want to tell her bed time stories about princes and fairytales. I want to hold her when she has nightmeres. I want her to know that her mommy loves her more than life itself." She looked into his eyes with unshed tears in hers.

"I want her daddy to teach her about Quiddich, to make her the best seeker Gryffindor has ever seen. I want you to threaten any man that takes our little girl out, to be careful with her. I want to you walk her down the isle when she marries the man she loves. I want our daughter to know her daddy loves her." By the time she was finished she had tears running down her cheeks. She was standing in front of Harry, clutching at his robes.

Harry wrapped his arms around her. "She will Mione. I promise she will know that I love her. She'll have the best mommy in the world to take care of her too." He brought her over to the bed and sat down.

"Please don't make me give up my baby, our baby," Hermione pleaded with him.

"Hermione look at me," Harry told her gentley. "I would never make you do something that was against your will. I love you with all my heart and soul. I want you to keep the baby. We will be the best parents this baby will ever have. She will know that her daddy loves her more than anything. I will never be like your father."

"You could never be like my father. You would never raise a hand to your baby," Hermione told him as she cupped his cheek.

Harry leaned down and kissed her. "Take me," Hermione whispered to him. "Please Harry, take me." She looked up into his emerald eyes.

He did as she asked. He took her with a blinding passion that they has never felt before. She arched beneth him and gasped. She clung to him, his thrusts strong and slow, making her body come alive with sensations.

Her eyes were closed, she bit her lip to keep from crying out. "Scream baby, I want you to scream my name when you fall," Harry told her.

He was nearing the edge, but he didn't want to go over without her. "I love you," she whispered.

They fell together. She felt him stiffen above her as she tensed beneth him. There cries of each other's names echoed through the room.

When they could breath again they lay in each others' arms waiting for their bodies to settle down. Sated, Harry managed to pull the silk sheets over them and they drofted off to sleep.