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DeMeNtEd InNoCcEnSe, Gilthoniel, Anon, Fiery Slut, Gem_Knight, Jayde, em Thank you a lot for reviewing.

And Gem_Knight, thank you also a lot for writing ‘The Femina Liquidus Potion’

Okay, I know it took me some time for this but I have my reasons:
1. Last week was my last school week at my school and for this year (Well until 1.09.)
2. We had our basic-course-funeral.
3. I had a real nasty writer’s block
4. and most important: I HAVE MY ABITUR EXAMS NEXT WEEK!!! (something like A-levels, or SAT’s or whatever you call this mean, nasty exams which decide about your whole future! As you can see I’m slightly nervous about them. (Well, I have to write three exams in business studies, English and German and then in July I have an oral exam in maths!!!!) The writing is next week on Mon, Wed, and Fri, so don’t expect another chapter from me before next weekend (If I survive that week at all!!!! So, hopefully you’ll hear from me again.

Chapter 13

Die Zeit der Wunder
(The time of wonders)

Eine Zeit bricht an,
(There comes a time)
wenn ein Lied mit sanften Tnen
(when a song with soft sounds)
durch verschlossne Ohren dringt,
(is getting through closed ears)
eine Zeit bricht an.
(there comes a time)

Eine Zeit bricht an,
(There comes a time)
Wenn aus leergetrumten Seelen
(If out of empty-dreamt souls)
Klare Brche flieben,
(clear streams are flowing)
eine Zeit bricht an.
(there comes a time)

Wenn die Schwachen Strke zeigen
(If the weak ones show their strength)
Und wieder aufrecht gehen,
(and start to walk upright again)
wenn die Schwtzer endlich schweigen,
(If the gasbags will be quiet finally)
um die Stummen zu verstehen.
(to understand the mute ones)

Eine Zeit bricht an,
(There comes a time)
wenn an Zungen wie aus Eisen
(When on tongues like iron)
zarte Flügel wachsen,
(tender wings start to grow)
eine Zeit bricht an.
(there comes a time)

Eine Zeit bricht an,
(There comes a time)
wenn an zugeschnrten Herzen
(When on tied up hearts)
das erste Band zerreit,
(the first band is torn into pieces)
eine Zeit bricht an.
(there comes a time)

Manche werden sie die Zeit der Wunder nennen,
(Some people will call it the time of wonders)
manche werden sie im Leben nicht erkennen,
(some people wont know that time in their lifetime)
aber alle, die die Hoffnung nicht verlieren,
(but everyone who doesnt lose hope)
knnen heute sie schon spren.
(are already able to feel it)

Wenn die Schwachen Strke zeigen
(If the weak ones show their strength)
Und wieder aufrecht gehen,
(and start to walk upright again)
wenn die Schwtzer endlich schweigen,
(If the gasbags will be quiet finally)
um die Stummen zu verstehen.
(to understand the mute ones)
‘Zeit der Wunder’ - Rolf Zuckowski (the translation is from me so it could be not 100% right)

Narcissa Malfoy sat in her bedroom on her side of the bed and brushed her long hair. Tomorrow would the Christmas vacations start and she would see Draco and Hermione at the castle of the Vipéreblancs again. Lucius had gone out for the day. That was what he had said. And she knew what this meant: another meeting of the deatheaters. She sighed deeply.

Ever since Lucius had joined Voldemort he had started to change. It had happened slowly. When they were just married he had kissed her every morning a good morning and every night a good night kiss. He had told her at least once a day that he loved her. That had been the first thing that had changed. He hadn’t told her anymore. Some time later he had stopped kissing her good night and then he hadn’t even kissed her good morning. He stopped smiling or laughing. He didn’t show her his love anymore. And when they slept with each other it was just that. Sleeping with each other. The times were they did ‘make love’ had passed. And all because of Voldemort. She detested that creature from the bottom of her heart. This—thing had taken the love of her husband away from her. She couldn’t even remember the last time he showed her that he truly loved her. And she knew that Draco couldn’t even remember the time when his father had showed him how much he cared for his only child.

Oh he had been so proud when he had held the baby in his arms for the first time.

She remembered the look of pure love in his eyes when Lucius eyes had met Draco’s for the first time. Oh why couldn’t everything still be like back in these days? When Lucius had still been the boy she had fallen in love with? When Selene and Michel had still been alive? But no. It would never be like this anymore. But it was so hard to admit to her. She would never see that look in Lucius eyes ever again! She would never feel his lips on hers again. She would never hear him say ‘I love you!’ All this was gone. Forever!

Snowflakes were falling softly. Hermione looked out of the window in the living room of the head boy/girl quarters and sighed silently. Tomorrow she would be home for two weeks. Christmas vacations had come so far this year. Madam Pomfrey had calculated that she had become pregnant at her wedding night, which meant that the baby should be born in June.

Hermione looked down at herself and rested her hands on her stomach. Her pregnancy seemed far from being visibly to her, especially when she compared herself with Ginny. While Ginny had gained a lot of weight already and her stomach had grown into a small ball, all you could see on Hermione was a small curvature. She hoped that everything was all right with the baby but Madam Pomfrey would tell her otherwise, right?

Suddenly she felt two hands on her hips and a soft kiss was placed on her shoulder.

‘What are you thinking about?’ Draco whispered when she leant back against him.

‘Nothing important!’ she sighed while she closed her eyes.

‘Liar’ Draco smiled next to her ear. He placed his hands carefully over hers on her stomach and kissed her cheek.

‘Tell me?’ Hermione sighed and put her lips in a thin line.

‘Just thinking about the baby.’ Draco turned her around to face him and kissed her gently.

The next morning came quickly. Hermione, Draco and Damon were on one of the carriages that should bring them to the castle.

‘Are you sure you want to spend Christmas with my parents?’ He asked for about the nth time.

‘What did they say when you told them they’d become grandparents?’ Damon asked the two. Hermione looked at Draco and raised her eyebrows.

‘Uhh, we didn’t tell them yet…”

And there it was again. Hermione found herself in that fog again. Since Halloween she had had these dreams almost every night. Every night she dreamed about her family. Nothing changed about it this night.

She was home, at the castle. She walked around the hallways when suddenly, she heard someone scream. Turning around she walked as fast as possible without running towards the scream. She ended in front of her parents bedroom. Another scream was heard from inside. The cream of a woman. Her mother!

Hermione walked through the door without noticing it and stood in front of the large bed. Her mother lay there on the bed in a white nightgown. Her legs were parted and Hermione could see blood running down her legs. Thora sat in front of her mother and told her to push. Another scream and another one and her mother fell back in the pillows breathing heavily while Thora took the small baby and cleaned it up. Hermione walked closer to her mother and stood beside her when Thora walked over and placed the baby in Selene’s arms.

‘it’s a girl! The most beautiful baby girl I have ever seen!’ Selene smiled at this and looked at the small baby.

‘I’m going to get Michel.’ Thora said and walked out of the room. Selene looked lovingly at her daughter and stroke over the black hair on her head.

It was like a flash and then Hermione’s father came into the room. He looked like he was ready to kill someone. Selene looked confused up at her husband.

‘Michel?’

‘Don’t Selene. It’s better that way. Believe me! He took the baby away from her mother and took the dagger out of his belt.

‘NO! Michel! You can’t! She is you daughter! Look at her Michel! Look at her!’ there was a small noise heard from the bundle in Michel’s arms and Michel looked down and into two large brown eyes. The baby looked at her daddy and smiled at him. Michel let the dagger fall out of his hand and it hit the floor while he sank down next to it with his daughter in his arms. Tears were running down his cheeks as well as Selene’s.

‘Forgive me! ‘I will find a way, I promise!’

Hermione sat upright in the bed and sighed heavily. She laid down into the pillows and tried to fall asleep again.

‘Another dream?’ Draco asked her when he pulled her close to himself and kissed her cheek. Hermione nodded slowly and turned around to face Draco. He stroke her cheek gently and ask her to tell him about the dream.

‘At least you know that your father loved you!’ Draco whispered after she had told him her dream. Hermione kissed Draco gently and cuddled closer to him.

‘I love you Mya.’ Draco whispered into her ear before the two of them fell asleep again.

It was the morning of the 24th December and Hermione, Narcissa and Thora were alone in the castle. Damon and Draco had made a big mystery about where they were going, Lucius had another important meeting and Sean was in the nearby village to get some last ingredients for Thora’s Christmas dinner.

Narcissa and Hermione were just putting the last few decorations on the living and the dinner room. Moonlight walked around the two women’s legs trying to get some attention. When he stroke against Hermione’s leg and meowed she had pity with him and picked him up. Petting him she walked over to a couch. She sighed when she sat down and Moonlight rolled himself together in her lap.

Hermione bit her lip. She wanted to ask Narcissa something since she had gotten her memory back but couldn’t gather up enough courage to ask her.

‘What are you thinking about?’ Hermione almost jumped when she heard Narcissa next to her. Hermione sighed again, but decided that she could as well ask her.

‘When did Lucius change?’ Narcissa looked confused at Hermione.

‘I know that he wasn’t so—cold— when I was younger.’ This time it was Narcissa’s turn to sigh.

‘I wish I could tell you a time and place when it happened. But I can’t. It happened slowly. Every day a bit more, you know? If only he had never joined Voldemort!’ Narcissa swallowed and Hermione could see tears in her eyes.

‘You know, I remember the day Draco was born like it was yesterday. Lucius was so proud. When he held Draco in his arms for the first time there was nothing but love shining on his face.’

‘Draco thinks that he doesn’t care about him. Never did.’ Hermione whispered. Narcissa nodded.

‘I know. He was too young to remember it all. That’s why I was so confused when you asked me. But Draco is wrong. I know it. Lucius loves us, even though he isn’t able to show it anymore.’

‘Do you know why Lucius was so eager to have Draco engaged with me?’ Narcissa laughed at this and Hermione looked more than confused at the woman next to her.

‘Oh yeah, I know it! You see, about a week before you were born and old classmate of your parents and us had become mother. And the baby was a girl. They had heard about Draco being born and wanted him to be engaged with their daughter.’

‘But what’s so bad about that?’

‘Oh, you see, both, Patricia and Emil were really annoying at school. And just hearing the baby’s name—' Narcissa shuddered at the thought of it.

‘I met Patricia with her baby once in Hogsmeade just the day before you were born. The baby was screaming and whining and crying the whole time and her voice was just as bad as the voice of her mother. And every time Patricia called her name the baby screamed even more. Well, I guess I would have screamed as well If I had been called Pansy.’ Narcissa grinned.

‘Pansy? Pansy Parkinson?’

‘Yes, Pansy Parkinson. Do you understand now, why Lucius was more than eager to have the engagement settled? There had to happen a lot before he would have Draco marry Pansy!’ Hermione smiled at this. If only Draco could have heard this.

‘Let’s finish the decoration before the men come home again.’ Narcissa sighed when she arose from the couch.

Hermione was just putting a mistletoe up on the entrance to the living room when Draco and Damon returned. Just when the mistletoe was on his perfect place, Hermione felt Draco’s hands on her hips.

‘What?’ Draco lifted her up from the small stool she was standing up and put her carefully down on the floor.

‘And what were you doing up there?’ Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.

‘You’re pregnant. You shouldn’t do something so dangerous.'

‘Draco, I’m very well able to put a mistletoe up there. And besides, while we are talking about the mistletoe.’ Hermione lifted her gaze towards the mistletoe above them and looked waiting at Draco. Just a moment later his arms were placed around her waist, while their lips meet in a passionate kiss.

A few hours later they were all sitting in the living room waiting for dinner. Well, to be correct, they were waiting for Lucius to return so they could have dinner. Narcissa had just left for the bathroom when her husband walked into the castle. He followed the voices into the living room and stopped at the entrance. He watched the five people sitting on the couches chatting happily. Thora and Sean were sitting on a couch with Damon while Draco sat with Hermione, his arm around her waist and her head resting on his shoulder. Hermione wore a light green dress that showed her small belly. He would be a grandfather in some months! Lucius hadn’t been able to show how much he loved that idea when they had told them the day they arrived but he wished he could have. At least he could be sure that Draco would be a better father to his child than he had been to his own son.

His thoughts were interrupted by a soft hand that was placed on his shoulder. He turned around a bit and saw Narcissa standing next to him smiling at him.

Oh Narcissa. How much he wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her that he loves her. That he could never live without her being in his life. He was often wondering why she stayed with him. With him, a man that couldn’t give her what she deserved. Someone who could show her the love and respect she should have been shown her whole life.

‘Seems like there is someone under the mistletoe. You two know what this means.’ Hermione smiled at them, snapping Lucius out of his thoughts. He looked at his son and his wife seeing two very different expressions. Hermione was smiling at her godparents and parents-in-law whit her eyes twinkling. Draco on the other hand, Draco bit his lip and whispered something to Hermione. Although Lucius couldn’t hear what he said he knew it. ‘no’.

His son didn’t believe that he would do it, Lucius knew this. He wouldn’t usually. Well, at least not the Lucius he had become. But he wanted it so much! He looked at his wife. At her warm smiling eyes that still showed so much love for him after all the years he hadn’t showed her any. Her lips so red, so full—

And for the first time in what seemed like forever, Lucius fought against what he had become and bend down, placing his lips on top of Narcissa’s and pulling her into his arms. Although he couldn’t bring himself to say it, Narcissa knew what he wanted to say. It was like she could hear him thinking it. She felt it in his kiss. ‘I love you’.

Hermione cuddled closer to Draco and kissed his cheek before she whispered next to his ear.

‘See, I bet you hadn’t expected that?’ Draco shook his head, still not really believing what he saw. He couldn’t remember seeing his father kissing his mother and then, when he saw it, it was a kiss that seemed to be full of passion and love. This must be the way it looks when I kiss Mya. He thought silently and brushed a strand of her black hair out of her forehead. Hermione looked up at him and smiled when his lips met hers in a loving kiss.

I know, no sex scenes in this one. But in the next one, I’ll promise!
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