She Would Always Love Him

Author Note: This will be the last update until after the holiday’s guys, sorry, but I have a family too. Love you guys though and thanks for reading it!

Disclaimer: Not all mine, I wish it was though……

VOLDEMORT

Ron awoke a week before the next full moon. He opened his eyes and immediately looked to Hermione and smiled. His whole body ached and his throat screamed at him for water, but all he could do was smile. Madame Pomfrey walked in and dropped the tray of potions she was carrying when she saw his eyes had opened. Hermione jerked her head up and followed Pomfrey’s gaze to Ron.

“Oh Ron!” She cried and wrapped her arms around him.

“Careful ‘Mione, I’m not completely fixed just yet.” He choked out. She kissed him and he forgot about how her arms were crushing him.

“Miss Granger, I’m going to have to take a look at him now.” Madame Pomfrey tried to get the brunette off her boyfriend, but there was nothing to be done. Hermione was happy to see him awake and she was not letting go just yet.


In the dark cells of Azkaban, insane laughter could be heard throughout the whole building. Pansy had gone mad before the first dementor ever reached her cell. She laughed and screamed about how she had helped the Dark Lord so faithfully and how her darling Draco would free her. Two stories down below her, Remus Lupin sat in his same corner, hovering on the edge of sanity. Dumbledore had tried desperately to free him, since his potion had been tampered with. But Remus wouldn’t have it.

Dumbledore’s last attempt was to try to reach Remus through his love of teaching.

“Remus, listen to me.” Dumbledore said through the bars. “Young Mr. Weasley will need your help now that he is approaching his first full moon. He needs your guidance, he needs his teacher Remus. He needs you.” Remus stopped rocking and looked up at the old man. “Remus, if you don’t help him through this, then the ministry will lock him up as well, deeming him to wild to live amongst us. You must help him.”

“He doesn’t hate me?” Remus whispered.

“No Remus, no one hates you. But we need you to come out of here and help us.” Dumbledore said staring at the scared and dirty man before him. Remus stood and walked towards the cell door.


It was the Hogsmeade weekend and Amber and Harry were alone to spend the day together. They had just exited Honeyduke’s, satisfying Amber’s sugar craving for the day when they both were nearly crippled with pain as their scars burst to life. The two teens looked over the crowd of people and immediately saw the cause of their pain. His red eyes stared at them from across the street. Amber was ready to lunge at him but Harry held her back, not wanting to cause a scene.

“Let him make the first move.” He whispered to her. She nodded angrily her hormones kicking into high gear.

Voldemort was then rushing towards them. Harry and Amber stood with their wands drawn not expecting to be grabbed furiously and port-keyed away. When they landed the two young people jerked away from their captor and stood preparing for a duel. The Dark Lord laughed snidely.

“No, children, their will be no duel this evening. You,” he said looking at Harry “will die. And you,” he turned to Amber, “my deatheaters will be dealing with you momentarily. But first, why don’t we see exactly how far along you and that precious baby are.” He cast the revealing charm on her and suddenly the baby was quite evident as she was in fact now six months along.

“Oh, Amber. Amber. Amber. Amber. What have you done my dear? You’ve been keeping secrets. I wonder how did young Mr. Malfoy took the news hmm? Not well, I suppose. His father isn’t too pleased, isn’t that right Lucius?” Lucius Malfoy and the other Deatheaters appeared around them. “No. Not pleased at all. Tell her Lucius what you plan to do with that child of hers.”

“I think that is better left for her to wonder about Milord. Not knowing will cause her more harm.” Voldemort smirked at her and nodded his head. Soon after two Deatheaters had grabbed her arms and carried her off. She was paralyzed with fear for her unborn child. Harry watched in terror as they took her away.

“You know,” Harry started. “It’s a good thing for me that I started carrying this around with me, for protection.” He said as he reached in his robes and pulled out the Wand of the White Lady. Voldemort’s eyes grew big at the sight.

“Accio Wand.” He tried. But the wand wanted Harry. “Avada Kedavra!” He shouted at Harry, not a second later the protection spells in the wand activated and Harry was surrounded by a white translucent cloud. Harry smiled.

“This is going to end once and for all Voldemort.” Harry said as he raised his wand. “Avada Kedavra.” Harry sneered at the man who had murdered his parents, and so many others. Voldemort’s eyes grew wide in terror before his body slumped over in death.

As the Deatheaters around him realized what had just occurred, some attacked him while others fled. Harry blasted them with curses until all were also on the ground. He didn’t notice until after, that he was bleeding from his abdomen. The brunette fell to the ground as his heart rate began to fall.


“No!” Amber screamed as they threw her down on the table. Someone had cast a spell temporarily binding her magic, thus all her attempts at escape failed. They magically tied her down on the table and they laughed as they watched Lucius prepare. She began sobbing in hysterics as she anticipated what was to happen.

“Shut up and leave all of you. I need to concentrate.” Lucius shouted to the group. They all stopped in shock and hesitantly walked out. Lucius looked down on the young woman. “My grandson will be raised properly. You on the other hand are going away. No, I am not going to kill you; you have given me an heir, for that you may live.”

With that, Lucius placed his wand over her stomach and began murmuring a spell and she watched with tear stained cheeks as her baby rose from her stomach and into Lucius’ waiting arms. Then he placed the weak infant into a kind of bubble to assist it to finish developing and turned back to Amber. He healed her stomach and put her into a coma, effectively erasing her memories. He then port-keyed her to a muggle hospital in Colorado in the United States, he left her there with a sneer on his face and went to bring his grandson to his father.


“Harry.” Dumbledore coaxed. “Harry wake up my boy.”

His eyes slowly opened and he was given his glasses. He saw familiar faces around him: Dumbledore, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, but one face was absent, and it was that face that made him jerk upright in his bed and try to get up. Dumbledore seized his arms and pushed him back on the bed with a saddened expression.

“Harry, I’m afraid Amber was a casualty of war.” Harry stared at the man in silence for a moment.

“But…she was pregnant.” He said and earned gasps from the others. “Voldemort told Lucius Malfoy to do something to her. I think he was going to take the baby and kill it.” He whispered after a moment.

“Harry. Amber is dead. Lucius Malfoy was killed trying to escape capture, his wife Narcissa was taken to Azkaban. Draco is at the Malfoy Manor, with his son.” This remark earned more gasps from the students. Harry looked up at the older man.

“So her baby is alive?” Dumbledore nodded.

“Yes Harry. Draco has decided to name him Omra. Omra means Amber in Gaelic.” Dumbledore smiled.

“When can I leave here? I would like to see Draco.”

“This afternoon Harry, for now, get some rest and visit with your friends, they have been awfully worried.” With that the old man left Harry to his friends; the twinkle in his eye gone at the loss of yet another student.

♫At last
my love has come along
my lonely days over
and life is like a song

At last
the skies above are blue
well my heart was wrapped up in clover
the night I looked at you

I found a dream
that I could speak to
a dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill
to press my cheek to
a thrill that I have never known

Draco sang to baby Omra as he held him close.

well

You smile
you smile
oh and then the spell was cast
and here we are in heaven
for you are mine at last

I found a dream
that I could speak to
a dream that I
could call my own
I found a thrill
to press my cheek to
a thrill that I have never known

Draco stared down at his son in disbelief that he could love someone so much. He regretted saying the things he had said to Amber, wishing that he had apologized sooner, that he had told her how much he loved her. The blond hated himself for letting her die thinking that he didn’t want her.

well

You smile
you smile
oh and then the spell was cast
and here we are in heaven
for you are mine at last

ooo yea
you are mine
you are mine
at last
at last
at last
at last ♫

He placed the sleeping infant in his cradle and laid down on his bed and cried. Hours later he fell asleep, his cheeks and pillow soaked with his tears. The last thought in his head was, *I promise I will take good care of you, nothing will ever hurt you. We will make your mother proud so she knows how much we love her.*

Harry knocked impatiently at the door. Moments later a skittish house elf answered.

“Mr. H-Harry P-Pot-Potter sir, I’ll tells M-Master you is here.” The small creature disappeared with a POP. A few minutes later Draco came down the stairs. Harry could tell he’d been crying.

“Come with me Harry.” Draco said when he reached the bottom of the stairs, and then he turned to walk back up them with Harry right behind. The two men stopped in the doorway of a bedroom.

“I assume he is why you are here.” Draco said.

“Actually Draco, I wanted to see you as well.” Draco looked at the shorter teen.

“I’m fine.”

“No you’re not, and neither am I Draco. Do you even know what happened that night?”

“My father said that there was fighting and Amber went into labor and he couldn’t save her. You killed Voldemort and that was the end of it.” Draco said sadly.

“Hah. Draco, Voldemort told Lucius to take the baby, while she was still pregnant. He told him to kill her and take the baby Draco.” Harry almost shouted at the blond. Draco’s eyes shot open and he stared in at the baby.

“My father killed Amber?” Draco finally asked.

“I wish it weren’t true Draco. But that’s what happened.”

“They never found a body Harry. You know that. She was decimated and there was no body.” Tears began to fall from his eyes as he spoke. “He came home with Ra in his arms and told me she was dead. I couldn’t believe it, after everything she went through, to die and not get to see him grow up.” Harry wrapped an arm around the taller teen and Draco fell into him sobbing. Harry’s eyes began to tear as he looked into the room to see the little infant with white blond hair and shockingly blue eyes staring at them.


~End Flashback~

*Are you really there? Or is this some elaborate joke they’re playing on us?* Dumbledore hastily asked her.

*Do I sound like a joke to you Dumbledore?* She replied letting the tears fall down her face. She stepped over the threshold and immediately she could feel his happiness at sensing her presence within the castle walls once again. He knew how much her return would mean to three young men sitting in the Great Hall, unaware of what was happening.

*Come, come and rejoin your family Amber.*

*Is he alright? Just tell me he’s alright and I can walk through those doors.* She cried to him.

*They both are ,Ms. Thibodeau, they both are.* She nearly screamed with joy at his words and went racing for the doors, only to be stopped by a sudden pull from her neck.

“This can’t be happening, he killed you!” She yelled to the figure she saw in her mind, laughing at her.

“Ah yes, but you should have known I would return Amber darling, after all, I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t.” He continued to laugh as the image faded from her mind. At that moment the doors to the Great Hall burst open and a black haired man came rushing out, his glasses nearly falling off his face.

“Harry!” She cried.