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A Witch's Tale	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 27756 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Disclaimer: Once again, I own none of this.
This chapter has not been beta'd. LissaDream has had an insanely busy week and didn't have time. So, please forgive spelling and punctuation errors as well as any awkward sentence structures.
This story is continuing to wrap up. Probably only one or two more chapters. Thanks as always to all who review, fav and follow.
This chapter takes place almost three months after the last.
Friday, March 28th, 2003
Hermione stood at the head of the conference table, her head pounding, an end of the meeting seemingly nowhere in sight. So far it had been forty five minutes of grumblings and complaints. She made it a point to not interrupt and let everyone say what was on their mind and have their moment to be heard. The last to speak was Pedro and Hermione nodded at him in understanding as he spoke.
"We just can't keep up with demand! If we don't hire more staff...more properly trained staff, we're going to start slipping in the quality department."
Hermione knew Pedro was right and it wasn't like they weren't trying to bring in new people, but it wasn't a job that just anybody could do. Ever since Malfoy Enterprises had gone public with her research, the demand for the magometers had skyrocketed. Individuals were purchasing mini-m's like crazy. The new rental program was a huge success and there were long waitlists. The bigger more expensive machines were in demand as well. The Ministry of Magic had bought three of the newest 2003 models. Other government agency's from other countries, states and large cities had purchased them as well. Many more were on backorder. Hence the frustration of the many faces looking up at her in this room.
Hermione held her hands up, drawing the focus of the room back to herself. "Pedro is absolutely right. Draco and I have been trying to hire more help, but it's hard finding people who meet the requirements. As you know, when we meet good candidates, we bring them right to you for your stamp of approval before the process goes any further." She looked at Pedro. "You've seen first hand the lack of qualified applicants."
There was a rumbling of voices as Hermione once again held her hands up. "Listen everyone, please." She watched as the eyes of Pedro, Jonny, Tiko and all the other designers and builders stopped and gave her a chance to speak. She smiled reassuringly as she looked around the room, meeting the eyes of the many concerned faces. "In light of all the hard work, overtime and dedication of everyone in this room, you will each be receiving a bonus equal to 15% of your annual salary." She paused and watched as stunned faces with dropped jaws stared back at her. She heard someone let out a low whistle. "Draco realizes how difficult it has been meeting the demand that has fallen on our shoulders. He wants to reward hard work and a 15% bonus is a step in that direction."
Now that the room was calm, she took a seat, everyone's focus still on her. "In addition, you will each be granted one extra week of paid vacation for this year. The company is doing very well. It's making money hand over fist and it's because of the work that each of you do. Draco knows this and realizes how stressed you each are. We are hopeful an extra week of vacation will help recharge your batteries, so to speak."
Several blank faces stared at her. She smiled apologetically. "Sorry, batteries..they're a muggle thing." A few of the faces smiled at her in understanding. "It means rest up so that you can come back full steam and ready to go."
She looked around the room at the exhausted faces. "I know you each feel overwhelmed and tired. Just do your best. Take the time you need to produce the same high quality product as before. Do not rush production and cut corners in the process. We want to be sure we are producing the same high quality machines as before. Those of you who like the overtime are welcome to continue putting in the extra hours, but those of you who don't want to work overtime don't have to. It's not a requirement. In the meantime, we will continue to interview and hire qualified candidates."
She stood up. "Does anyone have any questions or anything else they wish to say?"
She was relieved when no one raised their hand or voiced any more frustrations. "Ok then. Go home everybody. Have a great weekend and we'll see you on Monday."
Thirty minutes later...
"Why weren't you at the meeting?" Hermione was standing in front of Draco's huge desk, her hands on her hips, her eyes looking at him accusingly.
He didn't look at her and waved his hand absently as he continued reading his owl posts. "Whatever. You handled it, right? It's why I pay you so well and made you senior VP." He looked up at her, smirking. "So that you can handle these little irritating tasks." He smiled at her irritation. It was the same expression she used to make back at Hogwarts.. her face slightly pick, her forehead crinkled and her lips pursed. He couldn't see her foot but he was sure it was tapping furiously.
She cocked her eyebrow at him, her expression one she had picked up from him. "Well, you should be the one heading up these meetings and you know it."
He sighed, "Granger, it was a quality staff meeting. A staff meeting for your department. They are your people. It's only fitting you lead the meeting." He leaned back and rocked in his chair, a small smile on his face. "So, what was their reaction to the 10% bonus the extra three days vacation."
Hermione smirked, "They were thrilled with their 15% bonus and their extra week of vacation." She cocked her eyebrows, daring him.
His eyes grew wide as he stood up and threw his pen on the desk. "Dammit, Granger! I told you 10% and three days!"
Not intimidated, Hermione matched his anger and gave it right back. Her hands now on her hips, she snapped, "And I told you they deserved more! What was it you just said? My people? My department?" She waved her hand flippantly and collapsed in the chair facing his desk. "Besides, you can afford it. You could double their salaries and you'd still be raking in the Galleons and Dragots."
He sat in his chair and huffed. Neither one looking at the other or saying anything. Unable take it, he gave in first, his tone clipped, "fine, 15% and 1 week vacation."
She stood up and gave him a small genuine smile. "Good, it's the right thing to do."
He sulked. "If you say so."
Friday Evening - Grimmauld Place
"Thank God you're here. I swear if this baby doesn't come this weekend I'll go mad. I can't take it anymore. I can't sleep for the damn heartburn and I have to pee constantly..Not to mention the little bastard is a night owl, constantly moving and kicking." Ginny blew a strand of red hair out of her face and gestured for them to follow her to the kitchen.
Hermione and Theo threw each other a look as they followed Ginny after coming through the floo. Hermione couldn't help but smile as she noticed her friend really had developed quite a waddle to her walk in the past couple weeks. She also looked like she was about to pop.
When they entered the kitchen, Harry was pulling out steaks from under the broiler. Harry slapped her hand as Ginny stuck her finger in the bowl of freshly whipped potatoes. She quickly stuck the finger in her mouth and an expression of ecstasy came over her face. "Merlin, soo good," she mumbled.
Ginny liked to eat a lot normally and it was her athleticism that kept her trim and fit. Being pregnant, no longer playing quidditch and constantly eating had left her in a rather voluptuous state. Where most women might gain 30 pounds with pregnancy, Ginny had gained over 50. It had been quite a scene when the Obstetric Mediwitch had informed her she was gaining too much weight and would need to cut back. Not only did they change her Mediwitch that very day, but Harry had presented his lovely wife with her very favorite lasagna that very night. Little did she know he substituted ground turkey and low fat cheese.
Theo smiled adoringly at Ginny. "You look good, Gin," he said with a grin.
Harry turned to his wife and kissed her cheek, "yes, she does."
Ginny huffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm a whale." She looked at the steaks. "Are those ready? I'm starved!"
The four sat down to eat the feast that Harry laid out before them. Harry had become quite the cook and was learning to prepare new dishes all the time. It was a late dinner as it was almost 10 o'clock, but Ginny and Harry had insisted on waiting for Theo and Hermione to join them. Once the baby came, these adults only dinners would be hard to come by.
Hermione swallowed the first bite of mouthwatering steak before asking, "so what's up with Ron these days? Last I heard, they were negotiating a deal with Draco to buy back Weasley Wizard Wheezes."
Harry swallowed and sipped his wine. "Uh, yeah. They've actually signed the contract and everything." He looked at her curiously. "Draco didn't tell you?"
Hermione shrugged. "He mentioned they were negotiating, but that was all he said and that was a few weeks ago."
Ginny wiggled her eyebrows, "So, Ronniekins has a girlfriend."
Hermione paused in surprise and then smiled at Ginny before smiling at Harry. Harry was nodding the affirmative, adding, "yeah, and you'll never in a million years guess who he's dating!"
Hermione looked from Harry to Ginny and back again. "Tell me!"
"So, did you know Greg Goyle has a sister?" Harry asked with raised eyebrows. "A very attractive sister I might add."
Ginny continued to nod.
"What? No!" Hermione's jaw fell open. "Please tell me she has more than empty space between her ears."
Harry laughed looking at Ginny and then back at Hermione. "Actually, we really like her, even if she is a little young. She didn't go to Hogwarts but to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic."
Ginny added enthusiastically, "Yeah, apparently Greg's mother went to Beauxbatons and she insisted her daughter do the same."
Harry took over. "So, Georgina Goyle is one year ahead of Fleur's little sister. You know, Gabrielle? Gabrielle and Georgina are good friends and Gabrielle brought her to Shell Cottage to visit about a month ago. Ron was there and...there were sparks apparently."
Hermione grabbed Theo's hand and squeezed it as she looked at her friends. "I'm so happy for him. I want him to be happy." Hermione couldn't help the slight welling in her eyes. She truly loved Ron as a dear friend and still worried about him. He was still sober and now that he was finding love again, it made her heart swell with happiness.
Ginny took another bite of steak before asking, "So what's up with Lexie these days?"
Hermione was chewing so Theo jumped in. "Since she and Magnolia called it quits, she's been mainly focusing on her personal style and decorating business. She's really doing well with it."
Hermione wiped her mouth with her napkin. "Yeah, we really don't see her as much these days. She came over for dinner on Tuesday. Draco and Luna came as well. It was a good time."
"Well, tell her we said hello and we miss her," Ginny added as she scooped a giant mouthful of potatoes into her mouth.
After dinner, Ginny and Hermione were in the kitchen cleaning while Harry was showing Theo how to work the new television he had just bought. Harry flew into the kitchen when he heard a shriek, arriving to find Hermione and Ginny staring at the floor, a puddle of clear liquid at Ginny's feet. All three simply stared in stunned silence until Theo walked in.
"Uhh, guys. Shouldn't we get to St. Mungo's ?" Theo asked tentatively as the three pairs of eyes looked up at him. The reaction was instant.
"Oh fuck, here we go," Ginny said in a panicked yet excited voice.
"I'll grab your bag," Harry muttered, racing up the stairs.
Ginny sat down shaking her head, yelling after him. "You can use magic you know!"
"Too late, already up here." They could all hear thundering steps coming back down.
"I'll floo the burrow and let Molly and Arthur know." Hermione said anxiously as she dashed to the floo. She froze. "Wait, you guys go first to St. Mungo's. I'll go to the Burrow right behind you."
"What is taking so long?" Ron asked as he paced, worry lines across his forehead.
Hermione was wondering the same thing but needed to remain calm for the sake of the others in the room. She looked around the waiting room, the many familiar Weasley faces all with the same concerned look as Ron. Molly and Harry were with Ginny in the delivery room. Arthur and Bill sat together, George next to Theo and Hermione.
Hermione watched as Georgina, a pretty blonde with hazel eyes, stood and walked over to Ron, taking his hand and guiding him back to sit next to her. The effect she had on Ron was instant. He immediately stilled and sighed, following her and letting out a calming breath as he sat. Georgina whispered something in his ear and he kissed her cheek as he wrapped an arm around her. It was a tender moment and Hermione felt like she was intruding on something personal, yet she couldn't look away. It was love. She could see it in Ron's face. She smiled softly at him as he looked up, catching her watching. He gave a slight shrug and smiled back.
Georgina was clearly young. If she was a year older than Gabrielle, she must be around 17 or 18. But, Hermione could see a maturity about her. She was a pretty girl, but not someone Hermione would call beautiful. She wasn't super thin and had a little extra weight on her. She didn't look fat by any means, just not super thin as was the fashion these days. Hermione looked up as Fleur walked in the room, her french accent still very thick. "Zey are sayeeng, nuzzing 'as changed. Still no leettle one."
Everyone shoulder's slumped as Fleur moved to sit next to Bill.
Hermione looked at her watch. It was after nine am. They had been there all night. She whispered, "Theo, go get some sleep. You don't need to stay."
Theo shook his head, "No, I want to be here." He took her hand and held it. He looked at her and then spoke softly so that no one else could hear. "The last time I was in this building you were in a hospital bed, and it almost killed me with worry. If something is wrong, Harry is going through hell right now and I refuse to leave my friends."
Hermione leaned her head on his shoulder. What he said was true. Ginny and Harry had become his good friends as well. Theo had such a caring and warm heart. It was matched by an intelligent mind and a beautiful face and body. Hermione never held much stock in appearances, but Theo really had it all. Truthfully, what she loved most about him was the way he looked at her and the way he understood her. He knew her, warts and all, and he loved her.
Everyone's eyes looked to the door when the medi-wizard walked in, his face drawn and tired. "I wanted to give you an update, before I took a break. My colleague, Healer Jones is with Ginny now so that I can get a little rest." He looked around the room meeting their faces. "The baby is fine, and so is Ginny except she's exhausted. We are only going to let this go on for another couple of hours before we will intervene and be forced to use the birthing potions they had wished to avoid." He added as he smiled, "this is her first baby and sometimes these things just can't be rushed. Please, let me assure you, all is fine. Healer Jones will come out to speak to you if anything changes and I'll be back in a couple hours."
There were mumbled thanks and smiles as the mediwizard left the room.
Hermione awoke with a start when she heard faint yelling coming from Ginny down the hall. She could only make out random words..."fault...did...bastard...to me...fuuuck!...love you..." Everyone's eyes looked at each other with a touch of humor. They all knew Ginny's temper and how her emptions had been all over the place with this pregnancy. They could each fill in the blanks and only imagine the earful Harry was getting at that moment. It grew silent and everyone was on edge, wanting to know what happened. Hermione looked at her watch. Ten-thirty...so, she had slept for about an hour.
It seemed like forever, but was probably less than ten minutes later that Harry came dashing into the waiting room, "A girl! A beautiful girl." His face was a combination of jubilation and sheer exhaustion. But, the most surprising thing was the shiner on Harry's left eye. Hermione's hand flew to her mouth as she jumped up to hug him, finding herself third in line behind Arthur and Ron. When her turn came, she hugged him fiercely and couldn't control the tears that fell as Harry shook with his own tears of joy in her arms. After a moment, he pulled back, his eyes wet, a beaming smile on his face. "I need to get back." With that he dashed back to the delivery room, leaving a room full of relieved and ecstatically happy Weasleys behind him.
It was that afternoon when Hermione was able to hold Lilith James Potter for the first time. Ginny was propped up in bed, looking radiant and happy as she handed over the swaddled bundle of joy to her best friend.
The first thing Hermione noticed was Lilith had Harry's green eyes. She also had a small amount of red fluff on her head. She slept in Hermione's arms as Hermione looked at her in wonder. "She's beautiful," Hermione whispered.
"She sure is," Theo added, leaning over Hermione's shoulder.
Ginny let out a sigh and then looked apologetically toward Harry. "I can't believe I punched my husband." Hermione smiled as she looked at Lilith and then back at Ginny. "Honestly, Gin. I don't think he cares."
Ginny shook her head, "Merlin, Hermione, it hurt like hell and he just kept saying, "you can do it. Women having been giving birth for thousands of years. It's natural and beautiful." She shrugged sheepishly. "After about the fourth time he said 'natural and beautiful,' I just lost it. Next thing I knew he was on the floor looking up at me in amazement."
Hermione laughed and Theo chuckled loudly. "Did he say anything?"
Ginny smiled and then burst into tears, sobbing as she choked out the words. "Yeah, he said 'aww honey, awesome right hook! I hope our child gets that from you!"
Harry was at his wife's side instantly holding her. She had been an emotional rollercoaster since the delivery as the hormones in her body wreaked havoc.
Hermione watched them, smiling at the love Ginny and Harry held for each other. She looked back down at Lilith. "Wow, you just changed our world, do you know that, Lilith?"
Saturday Evening
"I'm soo tired," Hermione mumbled as she half walked and half stumbled to her bedroom, Theo close behind her. Other than a few cat naps at St. Mungo's she hadn't really slept since Thursday night. She struggled to pull her shirt over her head and let out a sigh of relief when strong hands pulled the shirt off her and then in turn pulled her close. Theo was already bare chested and the skin on skin contact felt heavenly. She just wanted to melt into his warm body and sleep.
Theo clearly had other ideas as he tilted her chin up and kissed her hungrily. Despite her exhaustion, her body went into auto pilot where he was concerned. His hands moved to the button of her jeans as her hands rubbed his back and then slid under the waist band of the jeans that hung on his hips so deliciously. His hands began to move more urgently as he shoved her pants down her legs. She stepped out of them as he lifted and carried her to the bed.
He laid her down and stepped back, his eyes moving slowly down her body and back to her face. Laying on her back in her bra and panties, her caramel eyes stayed glued to his blue as he slid off his jeans and boxers. Hermione took in his full erection as he climbed on the bed and towered over her. Theo had looked at her with lust and desire before, but there was something else in his eyes as well. It wasn't simply a predatory look. She couldn't quite place it. Determination? maybe?
His eyes watched his right hand as it moved from gently cupping her face to her neck. His darkened eyes shot back to hers as his hand slightly tightened around her thin neck possessively. He had never done this before and Hermione's heart rate spiked with desire. His other hand explored down her body...over her collar bone, her breasts and her stomach. When his hand reached her stomach it paused and massaged her gently. His voice was raspy and raw. "Put your hands over your head and leave them there." Hermione let out a slight breathless gasp as she obeyed and watched his face move down to her stomach where he kissed her skin tenderly. He kept one hand on her neck, the other on her waist as his mouth seductively kissed around her navel. His eyes shot up to hers as his tongue delicately licked her skin. "I can't wait for you to have my baby," he whispered seductively.
His words shocked her. Based on his expression and his mood, she was expecting something sexual or feral or a command, perhaps. Her heart began to pound. Did he just say that?
He began moving further down, bringing both his hands to her thighs and spreading her wide open. He grabbed the thin cotton panties and pulled them apart easily before dipping his head and lapping at her core, sucking and nibbling. "You're mine, Hermione." His whispered words were still raspy and raw, but only added to her desire and desperation for him. She tossed her head back as he inserted one and then two fingers into her wet heat and began fingering her relentlessly. She moaned and writhed wantonly as his hot mouth took her hardened nub and sucked and licked. Within minutes she came apart at the seams, yelling out with her release, "Theo..only you, Theo." Only the words weren't quite that coherent.
He slowly slid up her body, positioning his hardened length at her entrance. She let out a moan as he slid into her. His breathing became more labored. "Hermione, Look at me."
Hermione opened her lidded eyes and stared into his, which were still darkened with desire. He swallowed, "Marry me, Hermione." He said the words and continued moving in and out of her slowly, his eyes piercing hers with their intensity. His hands slid up the mattress and took hold of hers, holding them as he rested his weight on his elbows.
Her eyes widened, her breath hitched and her heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her ears. "Theo, I.." She couldn't finish her sentence.
He kept his eyes on hers and she saw that look again, only now she knew what it was. It was desperation and raw need. He swallowed. "Say yes, Kitten. I love you soo much." He continued moving languidly in and out of her, his gaze relentless. She felt overwhelming love for this man and her body thrummed with the intensity of the moment. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. He leaned down and kissed her gently before pulling back again. "Say you'll marry me."
Hermione was overcome as tears welled and streamed down her cheeks. As her voice and ability to speak returned, the words poured out of her, choked with emotion. "Yes, Theo. Yes, I'll marry you."
Theo's mouth was instantly on hers as he began to pump in and out of her vigorously. Hermione thrust up into him, overcome with her own desperation and need. She couldn't get close enough, couldn't articulate in words or movement just how much she loved him. He was stroking her in just the right way and she could feel the coil of her impending release tightening. The emotion and intensity of the moment kicked her over the edge and caused them both to explode with their climaxes at the same time. He stilled as his cock continued twitching with it's release inside her. His forehead resting on hers, his eyes closed, he whispered, breathlessly, "Oh kitten, thank you, thank you for saying yes. I love you."
Hermione threw her arms around his neck and held him close. "I love you, Theo. I love you so much!" Tears continued to roll down her cheeks. He smiled and wiped them away with his thumbs. She noticed his eyes were no longer dark, but twinkled with their own moisture, a boyish grin on his face.
After a few tender kisses, he pulled back. "Be right back." He hopped off the bed and picked up his bag, rifling through it. When he turned back towards her, he held a small red velvet covered box in his hand. He walked over to her and opened it. Hermione gasped as she looked at the beautiful antique. He picked up the delicate ring and reached for her hand. As he slid it on her finger he smiled. "It fits." He looked her in the eyes once again. "It was my Grandmother Nott's ring."
Hermione stared at her hand. It was a stunning ring. An oval diamond with small rubies circling the perimeter. It was a white metal, white gold maybe and had beautiful filigree design along the band and interwoven between the rubies. The center diamond was large, probably two carats.
"Theo, it's...it's stunning. I've never seen anything like it."
Theo smiled, clearly pleased with her reaction. "My Grandmother was a Gryffindor and my Grandfather a Slytherin. The matching wedding band has emeralds and rubies."
Hermione let out a small laugh. "How appropriate." She smiled up at him. "Thank you, Theo. I'm so happy."
Theo closed his eyes and sighed before climbing in bed and wrapping her in his arms, spooning her from behind. "I had intended to ask you in a much more traditional way..you know, flowers, bending on one knee. Draco's been on me to ask you for weeks, but I just...I wanted the right moment, you know?" He shook his head and let out a heavy sigh. "And, then I go and ask you when were both exhausted and..."
Hermione interrupted him, "No, it was passionate and intense and...perfect." He kissed the top of her head as she held her hand up, looking at the ring as the bedside lamp light reflected off it.
He kissed her cheek softly. "Today, at St. Mungo's, I couldn't stop imagining you... delivering my baby. It just...seeing little Lilith, it drove it all home for me, you know? I mean, I knew I wanted to ask you, but I was desperate to ask you after what happened today."
Hermione rolled over and looked at him, her expression slightly concerned, "Theo, you know I don't want children right away, don't you?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Of course, we have our whole lives ahead of us. But, it's something I really want...one day...with you."
Hermione leaned up and kissed him softly on the lips. "Yes, one day. That sounds perfect." They held each other as they drifted off into a sound sleep.
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