FALLACY

A/N: Takes place in OotP



Disclaimer: I Don’t own Harry Potter nor do I make any money from this story, Just having some fun with the Characters



Pairings: Hermione/Blaise; Harry/Draco; Side Pairings: Bella/Rodolphus; Lucius/Narcissa; Severus/Remus; James/Lily (and some surprise pairings)



Warnings: Preg, Mpreg, graphic sex scenes, swearing, abuse



FALLACY



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Chapter Eight

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Is this real? I can think clearly, nothing is muddling my mind. What’s happened? Where am I?



It was wonderful to be able to think clearly after so long being trapped within her mind. She moaned as her head began to ache. Slowly she opened her eyes and she noticed a shape beside her. Her husband lay there sleeping. She breathed his name, James.



Looking about the room for any indication of where she was at and she spotted the man at the end of the bed. He looked odd to her, but with the shadows it was hard to make out why. But she knew him, no other man she knew can pull off that stance.



“Tom?” she breathed his name and the man’s eyes widened in shock. Why was that? She wondered.



“Madam, how do you know that name?” his voice had a hiss to it, almost as if he was a snake. She wondered if he’d gotten stuck in a half animagus transformation. Then what he said caught her attention.



“What do you mean, Tom. I’ve always known your name, Tom Marvolo Riddle.” What was Tom playing at? Why was he acting like this. “What’s going on? Where’s Sirius? Where’s Harry? How’s my little boy? How long has it been?”



Tom sighed and pulled a chair up next to her putting his wand away. “I don’t know where Black is, not that it matters, and as for your son…” Tom cringed at the hard look the woman sent his way. “He is fine.”



Lily Rose Potter sighed and closed her eyes in relief. Her baby was fine. “Where is he?”



“Hogwarts.” Was his reply.



She frowned, “Why is he at Hogwarts?”



“Mrs. Po… Lily, what was the last thing you remember?” Tom asked softly.



Lily frowned at that, her mind was still in a jumble and it was hard to make sence of it all. A face popped in her mind and she growled, “Peter Pettigrew. He threw a stunning curse at us and then nothing. Tom, please tell me, what’s going on? Where’s my baby?”



“He is not a baby anymore. He is sixteen.” Tom said.



Lily gasped and then her eyes rolled and she fell back onto the bed in a faint.



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Harry stared at Narcissa in shock, the parchment in his hands hanging loose in his fingers, “Professor Dumbledore is my grandfather? Grindewald too? That can’t be right, mum was muggleborn. If I’m Professor Dumbledore’s grandson then why didn’t he tell me!? Why didn’t I get to live with him instead of those damn Muggles!?!” He was shouting by the end, tears streaming down his face.



Narcissa came over to him and pulled him into a hug, “They didn’t know, at least Dumbledore didn’t know that Lily was his daughter. When we showed the professor this paper he was shocked. His theory was that Grindewald put a strong stasis charm over the baby once he realized he was pregnant and after he was put into prison the spell began to wear off.”



“Then why didn’t mum get put with Dumbledore? Instead she was sent to be raised by muggles! Why?!”



“We don’t know, Harry. The ministry is behind the whole thing. We have all lost children to this.” Narcissa said softly and sadly.



Harry looked at her, “You had a child stolen too? Hermione and mum were not the only ones?”



Narcissa gave a wan smile, “No, there are many more. Lucius and I secretly tested all the muggleborn and muggle raised children. All of the muggleborn children are those stolen from dark families.”



Harry’s mouth dropped open, “All?!” at her sad nod he asked, “Who is your…”



“I’ve never met the boy, and I actually never gave birth to him. He was stolen while he was still in my woumb. We thought that it was a miscarry. Many pureblood families have a difficult time conceiving. Very rarely will you see families like the Weasley’s. As to your question… his name is Dennis Creevy.”



“Dennis!” Hermione spoke up in shock. She was still being held by Bellatrix and surrounded by the male members of her new family.



Narcissa looked at her, “You know him?”



“He’s a Gryffindor, two years under us.”



Draco gasped, “A Malfoy in Gryffindor! What’s the world coming too.”



Harry slapped him on the arm, “Hey, Gryffindor’s present! So what about all the others? I mean there are at least twenty Muggleborns at Hogwarts now. Are you saying that they are all from Pureblood families?”



“Yes, Harry, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Lucius and I traced the reports of all suspected stillborn babies. The mediwitch who delivered Rosalind was also present for many other stillbirths that we suspect were not really stillbirths, but children stolen and placed with muggles to raise.”



“But why? What’s the point?” Hermione cried.



“We are not sure, but suspect it has something to do with the Dark Lord.” Rabastan stated.



“What do you mean?” Harry asked cautiously.



“We are not entirely certain but it seems as if the Ministry wants there to be war. They want the Light families to be against the Dark families. It makes no sense to us at the moment.” Rodolphus sighed. “We just don’t have all the facts.”



Harry nodded, “I understand.”



“It’s almost time to get back you guys.” Blaise had been quiet throughout the whole exchange and now all eyes turned to him. “What?”



Hermione pulled away from Bella and smiled at him giving him a kiss on the cheek, “Nothing, but you are right. We need to get back.”



Goodbye’s were said, tearful in Bella’s case, and the four teens made their way back to the entry where their portkey activated in reverse taking them to the exact spot they left.



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Gellert clung to Albus, tears streaming down his cheeks as he cried over the loss of his child for the second time. All this time and he assumed that the child was living a normal healthy life, and now he learns that his daughter was dead and he was not there to protect her and her husband.



When he had gone into labor and gave birth to his and Albus’ child she was taken away before he ever saw a glimpse of her.



“What did she look like, Al?” Gellert asked brokenly.



“She had my hair and your lovely green eyes.” Albus said. “She was a very talented witch with a temper just like yours, my love.”



Gellert choked at the endearment. It had been so long since he’d heard those words coming from the lips of the man he loved. “You said we have a grandson? What’s he like?”



Albus smiled, “He is a natural at Quidditch, which he got from his father, and he excels in Charms and Defence. He has his father’s messy black hair and you’s and Lily’s eyes.”



Gellert gave a small chuckle, “Those eyes have been passed down in my family for decades. Great Great Grandfather married a dryad. They are her eyes.”



Albus looked into those gorgeous green eyes and came to a decision, “My love, would you like to see our Grandson?”



Gellert gave a start and stared at him, “How? I’m stuck here? They’ll never let me leave.”



“You just leave all that to me, my love.”



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Sirius Orion Black lay on his bed in Grimmauld Place, completely bored out of his mind. The only company he had at present was Buckbeak, aka Witherwings. Remus was at Hogwarts, Harry was at Hogwarts, heck even Kreature was at Hogwarts as he’d sent the four elf to serve there as he had no care for the beast.



Just then an owl flew in and deposited a note on his chest. Sitting up he read through the short missive:



Dear Sirius,



I have something of utmost importance to tell you and I need to tell you in person.

Please meet me at the Manor tomorrow at 2pm. If you have any love for your family, please come.



Yours, Cissa



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