The Lord The Lady and The Land

Chapter 12 Goodbye Little One


Hermione made it to school but just.
She was very tired but very relieved. Susanna was surprised to see her.
“Jane!” She yelled down the hallway and ran to Hermione,
“ How are you?”

“Tired, but fine; so is Harry,” she said softly.

“When’s the hearing?”

“This afternoon.”
“Are you going?”
“Yes, I caught him, basically I found out his plan.”

By the time Hermione got to Madame Pomfrey’s class most of the school had heard about the attempt on Lord Harry’s life. Hermione’s picture was going to be in the papers for sure.

But Madame Pomfrey had something troubling to tell her after class.
She sat Hermione down and said,
“ A grave has been disturbed in the village grave yard.”
“Who’s grave?”
“Your son’s. In fact this is the second time it’s happened.
And your aunt, she acting strange, she’s.. keeping company with old men and seducing them. There are strange things happening on that farm of yours. Worms are everywhere. A cow wandered on to the land and gave birth early, and that cow is producing so much milk that she is feeding her own calf and one that lost it’s mother and there’s still plenty left to make cheese and butter and with plenty to sell. You’d best go home child, at least to re- bury your child.”

Hermione nodded, in shock. She picked up her things and raced back to the apartment.

~~~~~
Harry left a note:

Gone to the hearing. Please stay here until I return.
love H.

Harry came back to the apartment about a half hour later.

“How went the hearing?”
“There wasn’t one. Mr. Malfoy escaped late last night with the aid of his daughter Posy who was also at the party. I’m sure they will hang him now when they get their hands on him.”

“ Oh my God I think I saw her or something of her.”

“Where?”

In the bottom floor they had a room. Women were naked on their hands and knees and wearing tails and a strange headpiece that made them look like horses or unicorns. She was in there getting fucked by a man who was going to all the girls.”

Hermione glanced over at Harry who had a guilty look on his face.
“What’s wrong Harry?”
“Nothing!” he said looking guiltier.
Hermione noticed something protruding from his pants.

“Harry that arouses you?”

“Just the thought of it, NOT actually doing it.” he defended himself.
Hermione rolled her eyes and shook her head.
Harry came up to Hermione embracing her and asked,
“Be my filly let me mount you like stallion,” bringing his lips to hers kissing her passionately. She kissed him back wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her.

“Yes I’ll be your filly.” Hermione breathed out.
Harry kept kissing her all the while pulling her to the bedroom.
He pulled up her skirts and snapped off her knickers, which excited her. He laid Hermione on the bed lying on her belly, her legs hanging off the bed.
Harry dropped his pants and entered her slowly, moaning.

'I'll tell him have to go home to bury our son later,' Hermione thought to herself. She didn’t want to think about it now. She could have lost Harry last night and it was dawning on her that he really needed an heir and that someone else was going to have to have it for him.

Hermione panted as he drove himself inside her.
He didn’t last long, he came quickly and collapsed on her pressing her down into the mattress. He rolled off with all haste.

Hermione sighed, and then said with a trembling voice,
“Harry I got some news today .. we have to go home. He’s …been unearth twice and we need to bury him.”

Harry turned away from her for a moment. She could hear his breathing become more labored for a few moments.
Then he turned back to look at her in shock, confused look on his face and then slowly nodded.

"We should leave tonight then," Harry suggested. They both got up and got dressed.

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The ride back home was quiet. Harry held Hermione’s hand. She dosed off here and there. It all seemed like a bad dream.
They got to Harry’s Estate quite late and Hermione was thankful for it. She wasn’t ready go to see her aunt or father and she just wanted to rest.
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Hermione woke up early as did Harry. The day was cloudy, the sun was just coming up. Nether of them were hungry. They went to the graveyard. The caretaker was there pulling up weeds.
The caretaker walked them over to a small walled off section of the cemetery where the stillborn babies were buried or ones that didn’t live long after birth.

There was a small coffin against the wall. The caretaker murmured,
“This is all very strange.”

He started to dig the hole shoving the spade in to the ground.

Hermione looked around for a moment and don’t know any of the people in the graves, ‘he surrounded by strangers.’

Without thinking Hermione said,
“Stop. He doesn’t want to be here.” she put her hand on the small coffin and add, “ He should be with family,” and she pick up the small coffin and started walking toward the carriage.

“Hermione what are you doing? Have you gone out of your mind?” Harry asked walking as fast as he could, catching up to her.

“No. This is what happens to my family when they are buried in the graveyard. He has to be laid to rest on the farm.” Hermione explained.

She pushed the coffin into the carriage and got in, Harry following instructing the coachman to drive them to the farm.

As they drove by the graveyard Hermione looked and saw the grave for her uncle.
“ Harry I never got to tell you something I should have months ago.”
she said. Hermione looked at Harry and said,
“ I went to visit my uncle and aunt while I was with Draco. The day I found out my aunt left him. I was getting a few things from home. My uncle was drunk but he looked at me and knew I was with child .. your child… he was going kill it but not before trying to rape me. He was allergic to bees so I summoned them to scare him, so I could get away. But there were too many and he was stung to death.

“Hermione!” he whispered pushing up the window,
“Why are you telling me this now!”
“ I don’t know. Maybe because I want you to know what kind of a woman I am…. I” Hermione explained, but Harry interrupted.
“We have no secrets between us now.”
“No.” Hermione replied.

Harry knock on the wall and the carriage stopped and Harry got out.
Hermione heard a ‘ yes my lord … of course my lord.”
“ Oblivate.” from Harry

Harry got back in the carriage and yelled.
“To the farm please.” Harry peeked at Hermione and said,
“ He heard you. He didn’t want to know anything he just wants to keep his job. We shall not talk of this again,” and kissed her hand.

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They got out of the carriage to see the farm.
Everything looked normal until you looked closer at the ground. There were many worms wiggling in and out of the grass. It looked like the ground had been turned already, and was waiting for the seeds to be planted.

Hermione and Harry walked to the front door, Harry carried the coffin.
Mr. Granger answered the door with a warm smile and a big hug for his daughter. He then bowed and shook Harry’s hand.
“ So good to see you Hermione,” he said ushering them into the house, “ Marie’s upstairs and will be down in moment.”

“What’s going on dad, why are there so many worms, has the soil turned?”
“Did you feel the ground? It’s warm. Something strange is going on, I think the curse on the land has something to do with it. I thought maybe, if you came home, it would fix it. You’ve been gone so long, “ he laughed a strange laugh and then said,
“ I think the farm is missing you,” rubbing his forehead nervously.

“Dad I .. we” Hermione looked at Harry and then looked at the coffin in his arms, “ Came to bury the baby, here on the farm.”

“But… only daughters and women are buried here Hermione,” her father commented.

“He’s been unearthed twice dad. He belongs here.” Hermione stated.
“Where are you going to put him,” her father asked.

Harry cleaned his throat to get their attention and looked at Hermione speaking tenderly and reached for her cheek touching,
“ The stream.. I’ld think that’s a good place for him, . . near the stream.”

Hermione smiled and nodded agreeing with him,
“Yes that’s a good place for him.”

Marie walked into the kitchen and hugged Hermione,
“There you are,” and then stepped back to look at her,
“You look a little tired Hermione.”

“I’m alright, how are YOU?” Hermione asked.

Marie took her by the arm and walked Hermione into the formal diningroom,” I’m fine why, what have you heard?”

“That you’re keeping company with old men and seducing them,” Hermione answered.

“Keeping with old men. I’m confronting widowers, some are dying and I can make them happy.” Marie commented.

“What do you mean make them happy?”

“Well I don’t need to seduce them. They don’t need to be persuaded to come to my bed, they come willing.

“Why are you doing it.’

“Maybe for once, I can have some comfort. Richard was far from being a comfort to me in anything, especially when he found out I could only have daughters. But you were going to have a son. Somewhere, the charm changed or is weakening. But now you may not be able to have children and if we are the last of our family the land will die I fear. I’m still young enough to have a child. That’s what I’m doing. Trying to have a child.”

“But the men, they’re so old. Can’t you find someone your own age?

“Why? I don’t want a husband who can order me around. Have rights over my body, I’ve had that already. I’d rather have a bastard child and live my life as I want to. I don’t care what people think any more.”

Hermione looked at her aunt and hugged her. Hermione was married to Draco for almost six months where Marie was married to Richard for sixteen long years.

“ I can’t wait to have another cousin.” Hermione said giving Marie her blessing.

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Hermione changed in to a black dress and veil, as did Marie.
Mr.Granger and Harry wore black cloaks as they walked towards the stream.

The wind was cold and the ground was warm and getting warmer still as they walked.

Mr.Granger started digging a hole. Hermione took out her wand and charmed the shovel making the process and labor easier for her father.

Hermione looked down at the coffin and had the urge to open it just to see what the child looked like. At the moment Harry put his arm around her and whispered gently,
“No Hermione don’t. It’s just his shell now, it’s decaying. It’s not what he would have looked like if he had lived.”

“But I never got to hold him.”
“Hermione there may not be anything left to hold.” Harry said bluntly.

Hermione knew he was probably right and better not to see the body.

Mr.Granger said a few words and then Harry jumped down into the hole and placed the box there and was about to climb out.

Hermione looked at he coffin and realized it had no name on it and whispered to Harry,
“ Harry we never gave him a name, he doesn’t have a name.”

“ What name do you want to give him,” Harry asked her.
Hermione thought a minute,
“Adam, he was the first male in our family for over 100 years.”

“Adam it is,” and Harry took his wand and wrote the name, Adam Granger Potter.

Harry climbed out and stood next to Hermione and for a moment she thought she felt the ground move. Marie picked up a handful of dirt and tossed it in and said,
“Rest in peace.”
Hermione’s father did the same and they left.

Harry stood there with Hermione for a few moments. He picked up some dirt and said,
“Rest in peace Adam, my precious little one.”

Hermione picked up a handful of soil, it was warm and it felt alive, it was moving, pulsing.
Suddenly, roots reached up from the soil and encircled Harry’s legs, he couldn’t take a step. He looked to Hermoine.

Hermione stepped towards him but slid into the grave, which was opening up and the grave fell deeper into the ground. Hermione heard Harry calling her name as the ground swallowed her up. She felt the roots and worms around her and then she heard a muffed voice. The one she had heard before, when she was hurt, years ago. She had fallen on a sharp rock and it went in to her ribs, she was bleeding as the wound was deep. She fell asleep or unconscious in the fields. The voice was whispering to sooth her and when she awoke, the bleeding had stopped and the wound was healing.


Hermione sensed she was being pulled through the dirt and all of a sudden she was breaking through the surface of the ground. She felt the ground expelling her, out of the ground.

“Hermione?” Harry cried out.

She looked down at herself and she was covered, head to toe in dirt.
“Hermione?” Harry called again, running over to her.

He lifted her off the ground and said,
“Are you alright? Come on, let’s get back to the house.”

Harry carried her most of the way there until she wanted to walk on her own.

Harry pulled her quickly into the house.

Once inside Harry said,
“ This land is cursed and it is trying to kill Hermione.”

Marie came up to them and said,
“It’s not trying kill her, it just needed something from her. The worms they’re all gone back underground. Whatever it was, you fixed it Hermione.”

“ I need to wash up.” Hermione said, still trying to figure out what happened to her and she began climbing the stairs.

“We can do that over at my estate,” Harry said with an alarming tone to his voice.

“Harry if the land wanted to, it would have buried me and left me there to die. It brought me back to the surface. I don’t know why or what has happen, but it needed me…. I’m all right. Maybe I should come home once a month.” Hermione suggested.

“It grabbed me Hermione. It grabbed me, it kept me from getting to you. God knows what will happen next.” He said climbing the stairs
grabbing her by the hand. She pulled her hand away. Harry picked Hermione up and in his arms and started backdown the stairs.

“Harry! NO! Harry! When Draco tried to attack me, the land kept him out. It threw him on the road. It will do the same to you if you do this.”

Harry stopped at the door.