A Last Request

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A/N: I know, I know, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to take so long to update. What can I say my life got really busy. Again I am very sorry, if anyone even cares. Lol Hopefully it won’t take me so long next time. I also wanted to make sure I had everything I needed in this chapter. I didn’t want to leave anything out that I really needed for the story since the original copy of this chapter and the last (chapter 6) were originally together. A lot was lost so it makes me a little nervous. But honestly I think I like it better now. Also the summery will change after this chapter so keep am eye out!!!!

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Chapter Seven

Obliviate


I slowly opened my eyes only to widen them with the site in front of me. My jaw dropped in horror. For the grandfather of my unborn child stood in front of me. His ghostly image forever would plague my mind.


“Miss Granger. I have come to warn of danger,” The ghost of Lucius Malfoy spoke unto me.

“Warnings?” Was all my voice was able to manage out. I was slightly dazed with the fact that Lucius Malfoy’s spirit stood before me.

“It would serve you well to heed them. I believe you have more in your possession than you believe. You carry my grandchild in your womb, is that right?” He asked but looked like he already knew the answer to the question.

“Yes.” I said shakily. To say I was nervous was an understatement.

“Relax Miss Granger. I mean you no harm. I haven’t much time. You see I have come to warn you of danger. Someone who you trust will betray you, someone you cannot trust. They are after something you now have in your possession. Tell my son not to make the mistakes I have made. Tell him that,” I nodded still unsure if I really had much of a voice to reply with.

He looked to my stomach. A smile twitched on his face for only a moment. I really didn’t fully understand what he meant by mistakes. Could it be that he wanted Draco to be a better father than he was?

“Why? Why are you warning me?” I finally asked as I moved away from the wall getting my courage back slowly.

“You carry my blood Miss Granger. You are the soul owner of my estate and all that was once my own. You see, in the months before my untimely death I had a realization. Nothing I was doing was worth it. None of it was worth losing the only two people that I really ever mattered to. If I were to die for the Dark Lord I’d be forgotten in less time than it would take for me to take my final breath. I’m nothing more to that creature than a slave to do his bidding. He was after my only child, my son, my flesh and blood. I tried to sway him, to change his mind, make it up to him. I told him Draco was young. That he’d never had experience with any of that. It was too soon for him to take on a task so immense. It wasn’t enough, he did not care, Draco failed and that was that. I said that I’d never let him cause my son any more harm and that it was finished. He knew Draco would fail; it was all just a punishment to me, because to him I had failed. He had my fellow ‘friends’ curse and torture me. It was the most painful, most excruciating pain I’d ever felt. Even though he didn’t know where Draco was, I did. I played it off as if I didn’t, but I knew perfectly where my son was. My wife was distraught. I told her to go with Draco. I hadn’t seen my wife in weeks when Draco came to me. By then the Dark Lord was fed up with waiting. He commanded for his disposal at once. I told Draco to run, to protect his mother. I told him his life was in extreme danger and he needed to disappear. Reluctantly he did just as I asked just moments before I saw the Dark Lord. I’m glad I did what I did. As I withered in agony dying, I still couldn’t help but smile, it was the first time in my life I had felt proud of who I was and no matter how much pain seared though my body I’d take it ten times over and be tortured repeatedly for a thousand years than have my family suffer at the hand of that madman. A man less than what he made himself out to be. But there is something he wasn’t counting on. With my death I took with me a secret. Only after did he realize... Severus,” He paused pondering about something.

“Sir?” I asked confused. He looked back to me.

“You need to find Severus Snape. Do you understand?” He softly demanded. Then looked around. He started to slightly fade.

“Yes, but why? What secret? What is it that I have? Why are you fading?” I asked in a string of questions.

“Hermione.” Suddenly I heard someone calling my name. I could tell they were heading in my direction by the sound of their steps.

“Take care of your child, Hermione. Remember what I have said. Do not forget.” Lucius said as he faded into nothing. I waved my hand in the spot where he had been. Nothing, he was gone.

“Hermione, there you are. Did you not hear me calling you?” Calvin asked as he came up to me. He then looked to the spot that I was looking at. “What is it? What are you looking at?”

“Oh nothing. Sorry, I was just thinking.” I said then gave him a slight smile. He returned it.

“May I escort you to the common room if you are finished?” He asked in a distinguished voice.

“Sure, I just finished.” I said taking his offered arm. “Why did you come looking for me?”

“Well it just makes me nervous to have you walking alone in the dark. I just wanted to make sure you got back to the room safely.”

“Ah my hero. Thanks for being concerned.” I cooed jokingly. I glanced over my shoulder right before we turned the corner. There was still nothing there. But I did notice that the torches were once again lit. I wasn’t sure when they had, but I do not recall talking to Lucius in the dark.

As we walked back to our common room Calvin talked about his rounds, but I wasn’t really listening. I tried but the visit I just had still held my attention. Who was it that I couldn’t trust that I already did? Is that what he even meant? What was in my possession? And why was I to find Snape? I guess I was going to have to find out.

There was only a little more than two weeks left in the term. Only two more weeks left for my pregnancy to remain a secret. And I wasn’t about to let it slip now. I didn’t go through all that I have to keep it quiet to have it slip out with only two weeks to go. One more week until the testing was to begin. I felt like I was completely prepared. Although that didn’t change the fact that I felt I still needed to spend every waking moment with my nose buried in one of my books. I even went so far as to research further into some things that weren’t supposed to be on the test. But I felt that it was better to be safe than sorry. What if they put extra credit questions on the test? I wanted the maximum amount of points that were available.

It felt like it had been so long since I had seen or even heard from Draco. After a few weeks of nothing I started to become worried. I wanted to write him. But was it safe to do that? Should I just sit there and wait for him to contact me? It really seemed to be the best idea. I just needed to be patient, not that I already wasn’t.

I still needed to persuade him into joining the order. We needed him to, I needed him to, and our child needed him to. When I talked to him next I was going to tell him about his father’s visit and if that didn’t work I was going to do what Ginny suggested. Even though she was just joking it could be the only leverage I had to get him to do it.

After classes I headed to my room. I needed to take out the seam on my skirt again as it was getting a little too snug. I dropped my bag on my chair and took the charm off of my stomach. I was amazed at how much belly I had grown. I was only a little less than four months. It wasn’t gigantic but it was very noticeable. I got worried every time I was in close proximity of another person. I was so nervous that someone would bump into me or try to give me hug. They would be able to tell then the illusion charm would not work on them any longer. They could see it if they knew it was there.

I pointed my wand at the skirt I had just removed and unstitched it and charmed the material to magically stretch. When I felt it was enough I stitched it back up.

I had just pulled it back on and found it to fit perfectly when an owl flew onto the ledge of my window. It tapped its beak against the pane to get my attention. My heart raced as I swiftly walked towards it. I opened the window and the owl flew into the room and landed on the mantel of my fireplace.

I grabbed the glass of water that I didn’t finish the night before. The house elves left my room for me to clean by my request, so the glass remained where I had left it. I walked over to the mantel and set the glass down next to the bird. I then untied the note that was attached to its leg.

I unrolled it as the owl helped itself to some water. I flipped it from front to back several times before I accepted the fact that it was blank. I pondered for a moment and sat down on my bed and pointed my wand at the parchment.

“Finite Incantatem!” I demanded. Nothing. “Well it’s got to be charmed.” The owl then flew out the window when it was finished. “Thanks for the help,” I mumbled.

It took me twenty minutes before I finally figured it out. I took it into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. I dipped it into the water making sure there wasn’t a part of it left dry. I then placed the soaked through parchment and placed it onto the mirror. It stuck without effort as I let go of it and stepped back. I then pointed my wand at it again.

“Reveal!” I demanded.

Slowly letters swirled onto the paper creating words and sentences. But they were backwards, as I knew they would be. I stepped up to the mirror. As I pealed the parchment away it left the words in it place leaving the parchment blank. I tossed it away into the rubbish bin. I pointed my want once more.

“Finite Incantatem!”

The words shifted themselves around making coherent words that read, “Meet me by the Forbidden Forest tonight at dusk”.

“Finally,” I said out loud smiling. Then quickly cleaned the message from the mirror leaving no trace of it.


That night at sunset I made my way outside to meet him where he had said. I wasn’t fully sure where at exactly so I settled for where I had seen him the last time he came.

I looked at the lake tempted to take off my cloak and dip my hot aching feet into it. But decided not to, at least not yet.

I only had to wait a few minutes until I saw something stirring in the forest. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the shape move closer to where I was standing. Draco slowly emerged from the forest keeping an eye out for anyone else that might be around. He quickly made his way next to me when he was reassured no one was around and we were alone.

“Hey,” He said.

“Hey,” I returned.

“I knew you’d figure it out,” He stated referring to the letter he sent earlier that day. I just smiled. It took me a bit to remember. It wasn’t the only blank message decoder there was. There were loads more. We had learned about it back in fourth year so considering that I did well.

He moved closer to me and gently pulled me to him. He rested his forehead against mine. It drove me mad how he could make me feel the way I did. I felt it was something that I shouldn’t feel towards him. Not that it was wrong, just that it wasn’t real. That it couldn’t be, that I shouldn’t be. Yes I have known him for years. To me my feelings for him were more than just the way you feel when someone you barely knew would just pass by, which was nothing. They were just another face, familiar but unaffecting. At least not like the feelings one would feel for someone they loved or cared about. I always assumed the way I felt towards him was high dislike. Not hate, never hate. Why was that? Why could I not ever? No matter what he did I could not bring myself to hate him. There was always this part of me that saw something, that hoped that there was something more than he was being. Maybe I was partly right. But over all he was Draco Malfoy, not completely misunderstood. That is who he was. Is that who he is now? I wasn’t sure. But I hoped not.

He said nothing for a few moments. He just held me close. His scent filled my senses. How was it that he could smell so good? How was it that anyone could smell so good? It was a smell that I don’t think I could ever forget. It was indescribable, it was just him. He unfortunately pulled back slightly.

“How are you? The baby?” He asked looking from my eyes to rest them onto my tummy.

“Good, we’re good. How have you been?” I said softly.

“I’ve had better times, but over all good. Especially now, I feel so much better now,” He leaned back in kissing my forehead and wrapped his arms fully around me. I wanted to ask him why he said that. Why he felt better now. Was there something that happened or was it just saying because it was hard to be away? Questions, I had so many.

“How long can you stay?” I asked.

“Not long. I can only be here for about an hour or so.”

“So short?” I pulled back.

“Yeah, I can’t risk it. Aren’t you hot?” He asked. I wasn’t sure if he was averting the conversation.

“A little. I brought it down so we had something to sit on,” I replied. He slipped it off of my shoulders rubbing his hands along my arm as he pushed it to the ground. He seemed flushed. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I found myself leaning up and gently placing my lips upon his. He immediately responded. Our lips moved rhythmically against each other’s. Pouring ourselves into the feeling it was obviously giving us. He was shaking as he slipped his hands to rest on my hips. He was the first to pull back. He didn’t open his eyes.

“I should stop. If I don’t I won’t be able to,” He said in a feeble whisper.

“Yeah,” was my weak reply. He sat there for a moment recollecting himself. I laid my cloak out and guided him to it. He opened his eyes as I did so.

“So only two weeks left?” He asked.

“Only two,” I confirmed.

“So will you be off? Where will you be heading?”

“First a quick visit with my parents. Then to stay with the order,” I answered. He nodded. I turned towards him. “Look there is something I have got to tell you,” He looked slightly worried.

“What is it?” He inquired almost nervously. Honestly it was really starting to concern me.

“A few nights ago I had a visitor,” He started to fidget. Or at least it seemed that way. But he stayed quiet letting me continue. “I am not sure if you’d honestly believe me or not. I am not sure if I do. I mean it’s not like I don’t see them everyday, it’s just about who it was. Sorry. Look, your father came to visit me Draco,” His eyes shot back to mine. I wasn’t sure of the emotions that were running through him.

“My father?” He repeated weakly.

“Yes, your father.”

“Here? Here at Hogwarts?” He was confused.

“Yes.”

“Why here? What, what did he want?”

“He wanted to warn me. He also said to tell you something.”

“Tell me what?”

“He told me to tell you not to make the same mistakes he made,” Draco sat forward looking toward the lake. He was quiet. I wasn’t sure if he understood what it meant, but I kind of think he did. Only, I didn’t. I didn’t know what he meant. I didn’t know what there was to understand or if Draco was going to listen.

“What were the warnings?” He asked after a bit of silence.

“That I have something in my possession and that there is someone I can’t trust because they are after whatever it is. Also he said to find Snape,” Draco’s head snapped toward me again.

“Snape?” He asked. I nodded. He looked forward again. Then nodded. He was quiet for a while again then spoke. “I haven’t heard form my mother, not at all. I send out letters only to have them return. I don’t know if she is alive. I’ve searched, I can’t find a trace.”

“Have you tried the manor?”

“I am not allowed on anymore. Besides I am sure it is being watched. Even if there was some evidence showing where she would be I wouldn’t be able to retrieve it. Not alone anyway.” Perfect timing.

“I wanted to talk to you about this. I know you said you’d think about it, but-”

“Hermione, I don’t think that is the such a good idea-”

“Listen, if not for yourself then for me, for your child and for your mother. If she is alive we can help find her and protect her. Just give us the opportunity, Draco.”

He dropped his head between his knees and inhaled deeply.

“Alright. You win. Alright…” He said defeated. I was so excited. I wanted to jump up and dance around but I opted for a smile.

“It’s not about winning. It’s about doing what’s right. It’s for the best, you’ll see. It might be tough at first but you’ll see it will be fine,” Harry was going to be thrilled, okay well not thrilled but he’d be relieved.

“So when am I supposed to do this?” He asked and not very thrilled at that.

“Well I have to let Harry know that you accepted. I’ll have him owl you. You two can work out the details.”

“Bloody fantastic. I can’t wait,” He said sarcastically.

We spent the rest of the time he was there talking about the baby and being as intimate as we could. It was tough for him obviously; he constantly would try to cool it off but would dive back in. We said our goodbye and I told him I was looking forward to seeing him at headquarters in two weeks. He rolled his eyes at mention of ‘headquarters’. I was just happy he was going.


The next day I couldn’t help but be chipper. Unfortunately Pansy Parkinson took notice. Why now was beyond me. Perhaps it was end of the school year boredom.

Since in Transfiguration we were only studying, the professor let us out early. I was the last one out of the classroom because I have a few questions to ask. When I was finished I walked out of the class with the teacher close behind me.

I went one direction and she went the other. When she was out of site Pansy Parkinson made her presence known.

“Why so happy mudblood?” She bit. I raised my brow. Did I ever mention how much I disliked that pug-faced wench? Well I did. A lot.

“You do realize I am head girl? I can take points away from your house. And with only two weeks left you’re going to need all you can get,” I warned.

“You know I really don’t care. They’re just points for some stupid school.”

“Then move along.”

“But you didn’t answer my question.”

“I am happy because this year is almost finished. I can’t wait to move on with my life.”

“Ah, with your band of losers.”

“Believe me Parkinson we are far from. Now or ever,” I replied. She stepped forward eyeing me funny.

“You’ve been acting strangely, even for you. Something’s up Granger and I’ll find out what.”

“Why would you waste your time? It’s not like you have Malfoy around, so why do you even care if there was something or about how I act?” I asked. She laughed, and then shrugged. I continued, “That’s another question.”

“What’s that?” She questioned with arrogance.

“I haven’t really seen you too upset over the loss of your Slytherin Prince. You seemed so in love with him,” She laughed again. That’s what got me. She didn’t even care that he was dead. He wasn’t, but she didn’t know that. How cold could one person be?

“Why should I? He’s a failure. Didn’t really live up to what he should have been. He was a waste. Sadly, I’ve known all along.”

“Oh, and how is that?”

“Wouldn’t…” She paused and studied my cloak. She stepped forward closing the distance between us so quickly I didn’t have time to react. She grabbed something from my robe and pulled it off. It was a single strand of silvery blond hair. I was wearing the same cloak from the night before. I instantly froze. She eyed it closely then sniffed me. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.

Before I registered what happened she had me pinned against the wall by my throat. I was grasping at her hand, trying to get her to let go. She pushed her body against me. She stopped confused. She looked down not letting go of my neck. She squinted and placed a hand gently on my stomach. Her eyes widened and backed away.

“You’re… you’re pregnant!” Then it was as if all the pieces fell into place in her tiny little brain, which was quite surprising. Especially since I didn’t think there were too many clues. “And, and it’s Draco’s! What the Fuck! It’s his isn’t it? I can feel it!”

“Parkinson, look you don’t understand-” I started to say but she didn’t let me finish. An evil smirk spread across her face.

“The Professors don’t know do they? I bet no one knows! Oh the perfect Hermione Granger is having a baby! The head girl is pregnant! Oh everyone is going to love this. Oh and I bet you’ll be stripped of you perfect little title wouldn’t you? You’d hate that! Losing it just two weeks before you’re finally out of here. I’ll just go ahead and take care of that you fucking whore. Draco Malfoy’s little fucking whore! What a fascinating little situation. This is going to be very interesting, ” Pansy said as she moved away from me and started down the hall.

“Pansy stop! Parkinson you can’t!” But she didn’t stop. I panicked.

“Obliviate!” I shouted. Pansy Parkinson’s body fell limply to the floor. I stood there with my wand still held out in shock of what I’d done until I heard some one behind me.

“Hermione Granger!”



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