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Kiss From A Rose	By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 21
- 22
I apologise in advance for I
fear the chapter is a bit rushed (although it took me long enough to write it).
But I had to rewrite it and I didn�t find a good point to break the chapter in
two parts besides close to the end and there wouldn�t have been any sense in
breaking it up before the last paragraph.

Tenshistar: Save� well,
what do you consider save?...

Guardian_angel_of_fire: Aww, thank you! The last chapter of the story is this one.

Tdk: *continues
scary movie* *scary voice over* Is it really save now?
Was Fred the only danger? Find out�NOW

Yawning: A coke to go
with the popcorn? Or how about hot cheese sauce? (Yes, I know it sounds crazy,
but at first it actually tastes quite interesting, but as soon as the cheese
sauce hits your throat� ah well, I�m going off topic here)

Lady
Acacia: YES! I made someone hate a
Weasley! :D The first thing that came to my mind now was �Welcome to the Dark
side. We have cheese :)� But that only applies for the Skate-fans of
LOST.

Chapter
20

Every new Beginning is some
Beginning�s End

Adrian
was lying in bed, watching his wife sleep as the first birds sang their morning
greetings. The first rays of the May sun fell on Angelina�s
sleeping face, causing her to turn her head away from the sun.
Adrian
smiled gently down at her and stroked a strand of her hair out of her
face.

He
thought back to the cold January night in which he had almost lost her. He could
still feel the fear reaching for his heart at the memory of her lying unmoving
in this bed, barely breathing. She had never talked about that man he had killed
in the forest. She had never asked whether Fred and his friend had escaped. And
Adrian
was grateful for that. He didn�t want to tell her what he had done. Yet he
couldn�t bring himself to feel guilty over it. He had had a promise to keep. And
he had kept it.

Angelina
sighed in her sleep as she tried in vain to lie on her side.
Adrian�s
eyes wandered to her stomach. The pregnancy was more than obvious now and
Adrian
could barely keep his hands from her stomach. He wanted to feel every single
kick of the baby. Wanted to hear every heartbeat from the
child. Never had he expected to feel this way.

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Marjory Pucey was pacing her
room as she reread the letter from her sister-in-law. Felicienne�s first child was expected any day now and should
it be a boy�

Her grandchild had to be
born soon. There had to be a way to make it happen sooner. There had
to�

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

�Is this right?� Julia let
Angelina look at the
words she had written and looked expectantly at her.

�Yes, you�re getting better
at this every day.� Angelina smiled and
stroke through Julia�s hair. When her sister bent over the paper to write the
next words Angelina brought her hand
to her stomach and frowned. The baby had never before moved so much that it hurt
as it did now. She reached for the cup of tea a house elf had brought her before
and emptied it, hoping the tea might calm the child down. Unfortunately this
wasn�t the case.

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Marjory was sitting in the
library reading a book when she heard Julia�s scream. She called for her
personal house elf and ordered it to call the midwife. Then she set her book
aside and hurried upstairs to the girl�s room where her daughter-in-law was
teaching her sister.

She opened the door and saw
Angelina kneeling on the
floor, holding her stomach, her sister sitting in front of her with tears in her
eyes as she asked over and over again what was wrong with her. The cup lay
broken on the carpet next to Angelina�s legs.

Marjory held Angelina�s shoulders and
told her to get into bed. She helped her to lie down on Julia�s bed and told the
child to leave the room, saying this wasn�t a place for her now. But Julia
didn�t leave until Marjory herself ushered her out the door and closed it behind
her.

Then she turned back to her
daughter-in-law. Angelina was tossing
around on the bed, her right hand clutching her stomach while her left one
gripped the blanket she was lying on. Sweat was forming on her forehead, keeping
a few strands of her black hair against her skin.

Angelina knew there was
something wrong. Terribly wrong. There was still a
month until the birth. Yet she was sure that the water had just broken. She
couldn�t remember having ever felt such a pain in all her life. This couldn�t be
the usual labour pains. This was far worse than any labour pain should be. It
wasn�t just in her stomach anymore. The pain was taking over her whole
body.

She wanted to scream but no
sound would come out of her mouth. It was as though she was fighting against her
own body. And she feared she was going to loose that fight.

Through the veil of tears in
her eyes she could see that the door was opened and heard Marjory talking to
someone. Then she saw the person, a woman, walking closer to the bed and
frowning down at her. Angelina could hear that
she said something to Marjory but she could barely make out the words that were
spoken. All she could here was �not move� �keep calm� and �endanger the child�
and only seconds later she felt her arms and legs being bound to the bed
posts.

Now the tears were running
freely down Angelina�s face. And for one
moment she even whished she would die. If this was what it took to take this
pain away from her.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

�Adrian!�
Julia threw her arms around his waist as soon as
Adrian
entered the house.

�Julia
what is wrong?�

�Angeli� Angelina�
she is� I don�t know� she was teaching me and�� Julia was trying to speak
through her tears but Adrian
was already running upstairs. He stormed into Julia�s room and the sight that
greeted him let his blood run cold in his veins. Angelina
was lying in bed as though she was dead. Her wrists and ankles were bound to the
bed posts while a woman was running her hands over Angelina�s
stomach.

�Adrian.
What are you doing in here?�

He
turned around to see his mother standing at Julia�s desk, watching him with wide
eyes.

�This
is no place for a man. It�s woman�s work.�

Adrian
only glared at her before he hurried over to the bed and pulled the midwife away
from Angelina.

�ADRIAN!
The baby is about to come any moment now. Let the woman do her work, she knows
what she�s doing!� his mother told him and tried to pull him out of the
room.

�WIKI!�
Adrian
called and at the same time pulled his arm out of his mother�s grip. A house elf
appeared before him and bowed down.

�What
can Wiki do for Master?�

�Get
a real midwife immediately. And call for Dyson, he shall take care of
Julia.�

The
house elf nodded and disappeared again.
Adrian
pulled the midwife towards the door of the room and shoved her out towards the
stairs.

�You
will leave this house this instant!� And with that he closed the door to Julia�s
bedroom and hurried back to Angelina�s
side.

�Adrian.
What do you think you are doing?� his mother asked while he released

Angelina�s
wrists and ankles.

�If you felt it necessary to
be bound when I was born I�m really sorry for you, but I won�t let Angelina go through this
archaic method.�

�But the
child��

�Will come no matter if she
is bound or free.� Adrian
interrupted her and took Angelina�s
hand in his own.

Her
eyes seemed so empty, as though she wasn�t even there.
Adrian
swallowed the lump in his throat. He wouldn�t allow himself to think like that.
Just because the baby was early and his mother had made a wrong choice in a
midwife didn�t mean there was any more danger here than with any other birth.
And Angelina
was a strong woman.

He looked at the door when
it was opened and the midwife he had called for walked into the room. The woman
went immediately to Angelina�s other side and
frowned at her face.

�I need water.� She said
while she rolled her sleeves up and put her hand on Angelina�s forehead.

�Warm water and
some towels as well as blankets.�

Adrian
called for a house elf and the midwife repeated what she needed. She opened
Angelina�s
eyelid and felt her pulse at her wrist, her lips becoming a thin line when she
saw the red marks on the young woman�s wrists. Her hands moved to
Angelina�s
stomach and she pressed gently on it, trying to feel the child.

Angelina
whimpered at the additional pressure from the outside and turned her head into
the pillow.

�Can
you hear me?� The midwife asked Angelina
and squeezed her hand to get her attention. A weak nod was the only response she
got.

�You
have to press now.� The midwife said but Angelina
shook her head as more tears rolled down her cheeks. The midwife frowned and
nodded slowly.

�Where
do your priorities lie?� She asked Adrian,
her eyes cold as they bore into his.

�What?�

�I�m
not sure how this will end. It might very well be that we loose one of them. So,
who shall it be, the woman or��

�Make
sure you save that child!� Adrian�s
mother interrupted her. But the midwife didn�t listen to her, her eyes still
fixed on Adrian�s
face.

�Adrian,
tell her she shall save the child! I didn�t get this potion for nothing!�

The
midwife could see the colour leaving Adrian�s
face as he turned to his mother.

�What
potion?�

�Felicienne
could have a boy any day now! Something needed to be done. So I did what needed
to be done!�

Adrian
looked back down at his wife. Her face showed the pain she was in, her hand lay
motionless in his, and the feeling he had never wanted to feel again came over
him all over again. He couldn�t loose her!

He
looked back at his mother, who wisely took a step back when she looked into his
eyes.

�You
will leave my house NOW. I don�t care where you�re going to. You will never step
into this house again. You will stay away from Angelina.
Should I ever hear that you did as much as look at her I swear I will forget
that you are my mother.�

Marjory�s
eyes widened but she didn�t say a word in response. She turned around and left
the room, left the house she had stayed in for most of
her life.

When
the door closed behind his mother Adrian
turned back towards the midwife. He felt tears gathering in his eyes as he
squeezed Angelina�s
hand tightly.

�Save
her. I don�t care what you need to do. I can�t loose her.� He stopped when he
felt the fear taking over him. He wouldn�t be able to live without
her.

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�Dyson.� Sophia walked
into the hall were Dyson and Julia were sitting on the stairs.

�Ah, grandmother, you missed
the best part of this day. Marjory has just left the house � forever as it
seems.� Dyson said, but the smile didn�t reach his eyes.

�How is�� Sophia didn�t
finish the sentence, afraid to scare Julia. The girl�s eyes were so red there
was no question what she had been doing the past hours. Dyson shrugged and ran a
hand through his hair.

�I don�t know. They�re in
there for hours that�s all I know. I��

�Did you hear that?� Julia
suddenly asked and arose from her seat.

�What?� Dyson asked
her.

�There was a scream.�

Sophia brought a hand to her
heart and looked worried at Dyson.

�Dio mio*!�

Dyson was about to run
upstairs when there was a second scream. And this time all three of them heard
it clearly. And the worried expressions on Sophia and Dyson�s faces made place
for a smile.

�The
baby.� Dyson whispered and picked
Julia up.

�You heard that? It�s the
baby. Everything is alright now!�

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�It�s a girl.� The midwife
announced and went to wash the child and wrap it into the
blanket.

�I�m sorry.� Angelina whispered so
quietly that Adrian
almost couldn�t hear it.

�For
what?�
He asked and ran a hand through her hair.

�It�s
not a boy.� She replied exhausted. The midwife handed
Adrian
the baby and again touched Angelina�s
stomach.

�Look
at her. She must be the most beautiful baby that has ever been born.�
Adrian
told Angelina
and gently stroke over his daughter�s cheek. He looked back into
Angelina�s
eyes and smiled at her.

�It�s
not a boy.� She repeated and closed her eyes as though in pain.
Adrian
worriedly looked at the midwife who was once again pressing on
Angelina�s
stomach.

�It�s
alright.� The midwife announced and Adrian
held the baby so Angelina
could see her face.

�Look
at her and tell me how I could wish for anything more than for you two.� He
whispered and kissed her lips gently.

�Adrian�
I�� she stopped as another wave of pain shot through
her.

�Angel,
stay calm. Nothing you can�t tell me after you had some rest.�

But
Angelina
shook her head slightly and smiled at him.

�I
need to say it now.� She started and reached with her hand for his
face.

�I
love you.� She whispered when her fingers were running over his lips before she
let them fall onto the blanket her daughter was wrapped in.

�I
love you too.� Adrian
told her just as quietly as she had done. But the moment of peace was
interrupted by yet another wave of pain that had Angelina
almost sitting up in the bed.

�You
said everything is alright!� Adrian
almost screamed at the midwife while he held his daughter protecting in his
arms.

�Everything
is alright. Most of the potion has left the body already, so it�s only natural
that now she is reacting more to the second child.�

�Second�child?�

The
midwife looked at him and nodded. Adrian
looked at Angelina
but she seemed just as surprised as he was himself. Their daughter started
screaming while her sibling found its way into this world and about twenty
minutes later the two screamed together as though trying to find out who was the
loudest.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The midwife
almost stepped back into the room when she opened the door and saw Sophia, Dyson
and Julia standing in front of it. She nodded at them and left the door open for
them to enter while she left the house.

Julia ran into
the room and was about jump onto the bed and hug her
sister when she saw her smiling at her. But she stopped as soon as she was the
two small bundles lying next to Angelina in her bed.

�Come here
Julia.� Angelina called her and
Julia walked slowly closer to look at the two babies who were wrapped into two
white blankets.

The one closest
to Angelina opened its mouth
and yawned when Julia looked down at them.

�They are so
tiny.� Julia whispered, even though she wasn�t sure why she was whispering. It
just seemed wrong to be loud in here.

�You were just as
tiny when you were born.� Angelina explained her
smiling. Julia looked at her with big eyes.

�Are you okay?�
She asked worriedly, still remembering how she had collapsed hours
ago.

�Yes, I�m fine.�
Angelina reassured her
and stroked her cheek.

�Can we come in?�
Sophia asked from the door and when Angelina nodded walked
towards the bed to look at her great-grandchildren. Dyson smiled at the babies
and waved at them.

�Hey babies, I�m
your great-uncle.� He said to them and Sophia watched amused while he made faces
at the babies.

�You know that
they could as well be your children Dyson, don�t you?�

�No, they could
certainly not be his!� Adrian
said and glared at them.

�You
know what I meant.� Sophia said and rolled her eyes at her grandson. But she
couldn�t hide her smile. It was good to see him so happy. And the looks he
shared with Angelina
told her that this whole �I-don�t-believe-in-love�-nonsense was finally over for
them.

�What
are their names?� Julia asked and carefully touched the black hair that already
covered the heads of the babies.

�The
one you�re stroking is Sophia Leila.� Angelina
said and looked at Sophia as she said this.

�Like
mama.� Julia smiled when she heard the girl�s second
name.

�You
gave her my name?� Sophia asked surprised.

�Marjory
was out of question.� Adrian
replied and his grandmother gently patted his
shoulder.

�And
this little tired baby is Michael Esmond.� Angelina
said and smiled down at the baby that was lying directly next to her. Sophia
reached for the baby boy and held him in her arms.

�So
you are my heir.� She smiled down at him tenderly but the only response Michael
had was another yawn.

�He
seems not interested in money at all.� Dyson smiled as he touched the boy�s
little hand.

�It would be
awful should he already be interested in it.� Sophia
replied.

�And I hope many
years will pass before he is interested in it. I�d hate to see him grow into a
man who wants me dead as soon as possible so he can get his hands on all the
money.�

But Sophia�s
fears were unnecessary. In fact, many of her silent and not so silent hopes she
still saw happening. She was still very much alive when Dyson found himself a
young woman he fell in love with and whom he married and started a family with.
She still saw Julia finishing school and getting married herself. And she also saw her great-grandchildren leaving
home to go to school.

Sophia Pucey, nee
DiAngelo, died twelve years later on an evening in late February while the last
rays of the sun shone onto the first snowdrops in the garden. And all the money
and estates were the last thing on Michael�s mind while
the eleven-year-old and his sister Sophia picked the late-winter flowers to put
them onto their great-grandmother�s grave.

And yet, Sophia
had been smiling when she had died. She had been smiling at the knowledge that
she would be united with her husband. And at the knowledge that the only child
of her youngest son had found something that most people take for granted while
it is the most special thing in the world: Love!

The
End

* My
god!
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