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Be Careful of What you Wish for...	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 21247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4 – Adult Newborn

I was Hermione Potter…

After the first wave of shock, the dizziness that returned and the countless questions that popped inside my head like balloons, I felt a strange, almost alien feeling of calmness washing over me, shaking me to the bone like warm air.

I felt like something clicked inside of me, Harry was my husband, we lived in this house and we had these two beautiful children. It felt so surreal yet so utterly right and normal.

I didn’t know how or why or when or where but I had chosen Harry over everyone else, I had chosen my heart over my brain and the people’s opinion and expectations and the dream of Molly’s for a big Weasley family. I had made my own decisions and as it felt now, the right ones.

But what was going on with the rest? How they had taken the news? Where were they? Why Harry had left? Was something wrong between us? It was a Sunday, shouldn’t he be here? With his family? Had we went wrong? Hadn’t we made it?

I needed answers, my mind raced. Maybe a photo album, my children could give some answers, if I asked carefully, methodically, I shouldn’t startle them by acting weird, they were so young and innocent and beautiful and they were my and Harry’s children… I felt tears gathering in my eyes as that fact settled in.

My little ones rushed back inside the room and as I looked at them, I felt for the first time whole to be their mother, now that I knew who their father was, with whom I shared the love to make them. Now that I was sure they weren’t the result of a marriage full of insecurities, fights, rows, tears and lack of understanding and respect.

Jamie sneezed and sniffed and I guessed he was having a small cold, he looked at me almost guiltily and I didn’t blame him, my first thought was for them to stay in but they were obviously waiting for this a long time now. I stood up and opened his wardrobe, took out warm clothes I found and he jumped on his bed while Lily rushed to save the horntail’s miniature from her jumping brother.

I smiled at them, as if I knew them for years, well I kind of did but I didn’t dare to consider the ups and downs of time traveling as I moved closer to my boy who was already taking off his pajamas, jumping all the while. I helped him with the clothes I had chosen and then helped him off his bed, Lily brought his shoes closer and I helped with the laces. When we were done, I marveled at how comfortable I was feeling around my children, just like they did around me.

I smiled as they rushed out of James’ room and in instinct I called out for them.

‘Don’t run while moving down the stairs! I don’t want your heads smashed open!’ I stopped in surprise after that, my instincts were indeed working faster than my brain. I guess every mother feels overprotective of her children, even if this mother just met them…

I sighed, I wished Luna had given me more information, like where the Hell she was here in the future so I could find, kick her ass and then ask her about what is on with my life. Should I floo her? Was my house having a fireplace downstairs? Was it activated to the floo network? Was Luna at her father’s? Was her dad alive? Would I be able to floo in their house? Could things have been changed in the flooing network over the past years? Only the thought of flooing or floo calling made my non-stopping nausea greater. Maybe I shouldn’t risk it, the last thing I needed was to get my body’s parts separated from each other and have my children looking at the remains.

At the thought of little Lily and James, I stood up and moved out of my son’s bedroom. Maybe I could use the telephone, call my parents, they shouldn’t have moved to a new house, they were back in our house ever since I took them back from Australia. Oh my… now I understand fully how they must had felt after being taken back as new people. I was feeling so different, like a new Hermione, and in a way, I was, I was a mother, a wife and who knew what else.

Calling my parents, it sounded good but what to tell them by the phone? Hi Mom and Dad, can you please fill me in with what has happened in the past ten years? I have done a lot of strange things as a witch and doing this now would be the icing on the cake, so no. Such a call wouldn’t help at all. I sighed as I moved down the stairs, I could already hear plates being moved and a fridge being opened and closed so I followed the noises but not before I could take a look at the ground floor of the house.

Even if I hadn’t realized who my husband was by my children, I would have, the moment I moved down here. The stairs led to a hall, with a cupboard under the stairs, there was the front door close to me and another door behind that probably led to a study. There was a large opening before me that led to the living room, there was a fireplace there and above the railing, there was a huge painting of myself, Harry Lily and James as a baby, we were all smiling but not talking like all the portraits of the living people did. I smiled slightly as I noticed how happy I looked next to Harry and how warmly he looked both at my figure and myself through the portrait, as I looked at him for a few more moments I felt like his smile was hiding a secret, like he knew and didn’t tell me of what we had been through in the past ten years, in a way, he did.

There was also a dining room joint with the living room but separating it from the kitchen that I entered, James and Lily had already taken on the table what they wanted, jam, butter, milk, juice and bread. I decided to drink some juice myself as my stomach felt slightly upset from the nausea that along the shock were finally ebbing away so I filled a glass and sat close to my children. I looked at the place around me and marveled at how cozy it felt even if for me, it was the first time being here. Warm crème colors, dark wooden furniture and some white details, someone would have expected of us to make our house in the Gryffindor colors, yet again, we obviously had made a house of our own, leaving behind the past. Our house… the more I considered this place mine and Harry’s, the more it felt warm and relaxing.

And as my eyes moved back to the table, I looked at my little children, Lily was obviously the lady, her voice was kind of bossy, like mine was when I was her age, while James radiated mischief, I smiled as I examined them both with my eyes, these were my children, the thought and only made me want to hug them tightly.

‘Mommy, won’t you eat? You’re not feeling well?’ Lily asked and snapped me out of my thoughts once again with her concerned voice. I smiled at her and touched her cheek as her brown eyes looked at mine.

‘Yes, sweetie, I will, of course I will,’ I replied and took a slice of the bread, put some jam on and started my breakfast, as soon as I ate I felt a bit better, my stomach seemed to getting settled.

‘So we’re going to the forest, momma?’ James asked and I smiled at him.

‘Yes, honey, we’ll walk to the forest, you want to have a picnic there or just play?’ I asked and smiled as a picnic had taken place once, years ago, when my parents had taken me there. At that moment it clicked inside me, as if I knew it, Harry and I had moved here because of what I had said back then? After Godric’s Hollow, I wanted to stay there and grow old with him. My eyes almost filled with tears as obviously, this is what Harry and I had decided or got the closest to it, so the house was in Clearwell, the small Muggle village by the forest.

‘I think we could go and play, then have a picnic,’ Lily answered for her brother and I smiled and nodded. I stood up, still needing a moment to collect myself from the sudden need to cry and I opened the fridge, ready to start some sandwiches and juice for the picnic.

‘OK then, this is what we’ll do,’ I finally said while I searched in the cupboards for the things I needed.

‘Mommy, will daddy be long this time?’ Lily asked and I froze as I was putting the cheese inside the sandwiches, I didn’t know where Harry was, how could I answer this? And what did she mean by “this time”?

‘Uhmm… I’m not sure, sweetie, I hope not,’ I finally said honestly and Lily looked sad, was Harry moving away all the time? He was an auror in my time, so could he be in a mission? My brain finally functioned, he must had gone to some mission with the aurors.

‘I hope it won’t be long,’ Lily finally said as she moved from her chair close to me, I couldn’t stand these two little sad eyes. I sighed and knelt before her, not knowing how else to sooth her, I took her in my arms.

‘I’m sure he’ll be back soon,’ I said and Lily hugged me back, making me feel precious.

‘I hope he will be fine in the mission,’ she said and I nodded, confirming in my head that indeed, he was an auror in a mission, my heart kicked at the thought of something going wrong, for me it was just yesterday that he had returned from training and I knew how dangerous things could get.

No, don’t panic, you have so many more things to find out, Harry can take care of himself, and since he’s alive for ten years on ever since the previous night… he will be alright this time too.

My daughter broke the hug and only then I realized I needed it as much as she did if not more, and she smiled at me, reassuring me with a brave smile I knew so well.

I kept up with the sandwiches until I made enough for the three of us, all the while wondering where we could have a photo album for me to find some answers. I even considered the pensive and some memories but that would be dangerous ground, obviously, for not remembering anything for the ten years that passed, Luna wanted it that way so I shouldn’t dig up there through magic, it could drive me mad. So the album should do, along some subtle questions to my children, I already knew their names, their father, our house’s location and that Harry was still an auror… it was an improvement.

Now I needed to know about all the rest, I thought with another sigh and a small roll of my eyes, I was feeling like an adult newborn.

I put the food and the juice in a bag I found, and added all the other things we’d need. My children got the hint and rushed up the stairs to bring the toys we’d take with us. I smiled as they returned and looked at me with excitement, they were bouncing on their own feet. Obviously both Harry and I were busy enough as our children now expected this walk in the forest. Our small trio moved through the house and reached the front door. Something clicked inside me and I looked at my children before I could open the door, we were in a muggle village and I was about to move out of our magical house.

‘What are the rules?’ I asked somewhat playful, I was sure Harry and I, or actually I would have set some rules for out little ones. Lily grinned.

‘No funny business with your wand, no mention of magic, and if we feel something going wrong we come straight to you, oh and we are not moving away.’ Lily said the sentence in clear voice, obviously these rules were standard. I smiled and patted her shoulder.

‘Good, no we can go,’ I said and opened the door, having my children running straight out, for a moment I froze and then sighed, of course they wouldn’t follow the rules as they were already in our garden’s gate, opening it and moving out.

‘Be careful!’ I called behind them as I got outside the house, checked up and down the street and then sealed the house with my wand before I could hide it. The house was remarkably protected by spells, I guessed Harry was afraid of something happening to his family and the spells were so strong.

The small village seemed perfect, as if taken out of a countryside painting, small semi-detached houses neatly built across the main roads and one of them led to the forest. James and Lily were already moving there, I followed as quickly as I could and thank Merlin my children stopped at least twice to make sure they are seen by me.

A couple of people waved at me in greeting and even if I didn’t know them I waved back, obviously I did but couldn’t remember it. James stopped and waited for me, outstretching his hand for me to take while his other hand held his football.

‘You’ll play with me, mommy, right? Since daddy is not here,’ he asked and I smiled and nodded as we kept up, following Lily who was a few feet ahead.

‘We’ll play but we’ll be careful, I don’t want us to get injured or something, and I don’t want you to get sweated and the cold turns nasty.’ I replied and he nodded his head quickly.

‘I will be careful, I promise.’ He told me and I smiled and nodded my head.

‘Lily, please come here, sweetie, I don’t want to lose you in the forest,’ I called out as we finally reached the first trees of the forest and Lily came closer.

‘We won’t get lost mommy, daddy has taught us the way to the clearing you were camping when you were young,’ Lily told me and I gasped, had we talked to our children about the Horcrux hunt? Wasn’t it too early for that?

‘When we were young…?’ I wondered and Lily nodded.

‘Yeah… when you and daddy were helping the world, by fighting bad people,’ Lily said casually and I sighed, so they knew but not the full, detailed, awful version of events.

‘Oh, right,’ I muttered as we kept walking through the forest, the kids mostly leading me up to a point.

The forest around us seemed like heaven itself, all green and heavy with flowers and spring fruits as the sunlight magnified the beauty and the colors, the forest floor was covered with green as the big roots of the trees were raised above the ground and covered with ivy that crawled up to their branches.

We soon were reaching the clearing I knew so well and I conjured a blanket first, set everything out of the bag I was carrying while the children were around, setting a place for us to play. When I had everything ready I turned around and watched them play for a moment. It was evident James would be some sport’s player one day, probably Quidditch while Lily played only to satisfy her little brother.

Soon the ball was kicked to my feet and clumsily I kicked towards my son who scored between the two trees they had set as the goalpost even if Lily tried to stop him and he started whooping in circles all the while putting the hem of his shirt over his head like a professional player. I moved closer and gripped him as the fabric was still blocking his view.

‘Put your shirt back on before your belly gets cold and you stumble on a tree,’ I said softly as I held him against my body and moved his shirt from his face to reveal two green, grinning eyes and a mop of hair more messy than ever, my poor son had Harry’s hair nature.

‘I won, mommy!’ James told me and I smiled and nodded before I could kiss his forehead.

‘You’re kicking the ball too hard, I’m afraid it will hit my face!’ Lily complained as she brought back the ball and James replied.

‘You’re silly to be scared of a ball! Even if it hits you, mommy will fix you with the wand! You’re silly!’ James retorted and I knew I should put an end to this before Lily could answer.

‘Watch your tongue, young man, Lily only told you to play with greater care so you won’t have accidents, I’m sure you don’t want her throwing the ball at you with force…’ I tried to stop the argument by reasoning with my young son and it seemed to work as he bowed his head and nodded. I was good with my children! I thought with a smile of triumph.

‘Sorry, Lily,’ James finally said and I nodded to my daughter who glanced at me before she could nod and just throw the ball closer to James so they could keep up. I smiled as my son brightened up and the little ones resumed their game while I sat on the blanket I had conjured and watched them, all the while thinking of a plan.

I needed to know where I worked, if I worked and when I did so, it was a Sunday so I had a little time to think more things over. I had to find Luna and some of the Weasleys, maybe Ron, I felt uncomfortable at the idea of talking to him, for me it was just yesterday when we screamed our heads off at each other once again as I had broken up with him and now I was going to talk to him while having two children and a marriage with Harry.

Where things between the three of us good? How Ron had taken it when he learnt about me and Harry being together? When did that happen? How did I reacted to that? How we got together? Darn it, Luna, couldn’t you not give me more specifics on that darn mirror?

And there was the rest, if I worked, where did I leave the children? To the Weasleys? My parents? Some friends? I guessed I would be working in the ministry, this is what I wanted, to make a better society from within. I had enough of the one behind me that threw me and other innocent people in two wars...

The little ones both looked so eager for this picnic so they must wanted more time with us, obviously because Harry and I are working hard. I sighed and tried to think of a safe way to learn more.

That album with the photos would help, after all, Luna must had sent me here to see how my life will be, this is what I had asked for. I needed to know how people were around me, which people were around me and how my life was turned out to be. It scared me, maybe things weren’t as good as they seemed now, in the protection of the forest and the coziness of being around my children. My children, it still sounded utterly crazy, these little angels being my own flesh and blood.

As I looked at them, I realized I had no idea about what they liked, what were their favorite colors? Where they afraid of things children at their age are? What did they think of Hogwarts and one day attending the school their father and I did? What about other favorite stuff of theirs? What dates are their birthdays? When did I give birth to my own children? I needed a way to learn these things, my curiosity over the simplest of things concerning them was huge.

‘Guys… why don’t you take a break so you can grab a sandwich here?’ I called to them after awhile and they listened to me after Lily blocked the ball again, and started whooping as James surrendered and moved closer to me. He flopped on the blanket and after I cleaned his hands with a simple spell, I handed him a sandwich. Lily followed shortly after and I did the same with her. I watched them with a smile as we sat on the blanket and they enjoyed their food.

‘OK… I was thinking of making a list… of our favorite things so we can have a better view on shopping ideas when we’ll go to the market again…’ It was such a lame excuse from me to get them to tell me what they liked, but it was the only thing I came up with. It seemed to work as they smiled brightly, obviously shopping was a nice activity for us. ‘Favorite colours,’ I started and my children replied at once.

‘Blue and Green,’ my son replied quickly.

‘Pink and purple and red,’ Lily gave her answer and I nodded with a smile.

‘Favorite animal,’

‘An owl,’ James said at once.

‘A kneazle,’ my daughter replied and I smiled but my smile faded, where was Crookshanks?!

‘I had a cat once too…’ I said softly, to see where it would lead, I panicked as it led to confused faces.

‘You still, do momma, C’ooksanks is in the house, probably hiding from us in the study.’ James said with his childish voice and I breathed in relief, so my cat was still alive, ok that was good news.

‘Right, uhmm… favorite flower,’ I added and Lily grinned.

‘Haven’t one,’ James replied with a face as the question had insulted his male pride.

‘Lilies and roses and the one that blooms in the night, jasmine!’ Lily said and I smiled at her softly.

‘Favorite food,’ I went on and they looked at each other in unison.

‘Pasta.’ They said at the same time and I chuckled, ok, here they have something in common.

‘Favorite team,’ I tried to see if Harry had spoiled our children with Quidditch.

‘Haven’t one,’ Lily answered but James smiled brightly.

‘The one and only: Puddlemere United,’ James said and I was mesmerized at my seemingly three year old saying so clearly the name of the Quidditch team, Harry had taken one of them down…

‘Favorite candy,’ I went on and they smiled.

‘Chocolate frogs,’

‘Sugar covered Quills,’

So they know about Hogsmeade.

‘Lets see… do you remember when it’s your birthday?’ I asked, hoping that I sound teasing and not afraid.

‘Mine is in July, the seventh, 2007,’ James said after a pause to make sure. Wow, he was born on the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh year after the millennium, sounded powerful, I was impressed.

‘Mine is in September the 9^th, 2004,’ my daughter replied and I smiled, both Harry and I had gotten one child close to our birthdays, nice gifts, I thought with an inner smile.

‘Very good,’ I praised, hoping they didn’t make a mistake because of their young age.

We sat there like that for awhile longer, mostly talking about random little things like the beauty of the forest until James decided to go and keep up with his football but Lily didn’t feel like it so she snuggled in my arms, I felt so good opening them for her.

‘So mommy…’ she started after we got situated with me opening my legs for her to settle between them and her own legs draped over one of my thighs so she could rest against me on her side. ‘Will you have to return to the ministry tomorrow morning?’ she asked and I held her words for a moment longer, so indeed, I was working in the ministry, still in the Law Enforcement department?

‘Uhm… yes, sweetie, mommy needs to go back to work,’ I said softly and she nodded as she played with the end of my sleeve.

‘I liked your days off, I hope you’re feeling better now,’ Lily told me and I went rigid, I was having days off? Was that why I felt my magic being weaken? That’s why I had the nausea? Was I sick? Was something wrong with me? Was Harry gone to find some medicine for me? What was wrong with me? Only the thought of leaving my children behind made my heart kick uneasily in my chest. Maybe I shouldn’t panic, maybe it was just a cold or some normal illness, I was feeling just fine apart the nausea that was gone by now.

‘I know sweetie… but I need to go back to work…’ I finally said, my voice a bit broken as the fear of my life suddenly crept in, had Luna sent me to see something so awful? Was I to leave Harry with no wife? Sweet Merlin, I was supposed to be calmed. ‘But I’m sure you’ll have fun, don’t worry,’ I tried to sooth my child, not sure in what way or where she’d have fun but I needed to change that sad tone of hers.

‘Yeah, grandma and granddad are always good,’ my daughter replied just a bit happier and I tried to push away the thoughts of my health and focus on where my children spent the hours of my work, I needed to know as the next day, I would have to take them there, the answer was probably the Burrow.

‘Yeah… see?? Nana and granddad love you and Jamie… I’m sure the Burrow will have a lot of people to take care of you,’ I said with a smile and Lily looked up at me with wonder in her eyes.

‘What’s the Burrow?’ she asked and I stared in the same shade of brown with mine. She didn’t know where the Weasleys were living? Or she didn’t know the Weasley clan at all? Mine and Harry’s second family, had they moved away?

‘Uhm, the place the Weasleys live at?’ I tried softly and Lily looked at me with greater confusion that made my stomach ache.

‘The only Weasleys we know is Ginny and that brother of hers, George… oh and their other brother, Bill, the one with the beautiful wife with the funny accent, what’s the Burrow?’ Lily asked again and I kept staring in her eyes. She had no idea about most of the Weasleys, about Ron, only Ginny, George, Bill and Fleur. My daughter had never set foot in the Burrow and she had no idea about its existence, my heart tightened.

‘Uhm… it’s- it’s a place Ginny used to live in,’ I said with all the honesty I had as this was what I knew myself… where were the rest? My mind jumped in the worst case scenario, had something happened to the rest and my child never met them? Were only Ginny, George, Bill and Fleur alive? No, something else must be on.

‘So tomorrow we’ll go to nana Jane’s?’ Lily finally asked, probably not paying attention.

‘Yes, we’ll go to nana’s,’ I finally said, at least I knew I would see my parents tomorrow, and as both my mother and father were good with their grandchildren, both of them were alive.

We were soon leaving the forest as James started sneezing again, we returned home and it was already afternoon, I helped them take showers and then they spent some hours playing in James’ room while I finally moved in the study and looked around, Crookshanks, after looking at me for a long moment with his piercing eyes, purred and got closer.

My hopes for finding an album died down as my eyes came in contact with the huge bookshelves on the walls, all of them full of books. I took my wand to get done with it.

‘Accio photo album,’ I tried and it worked, a heavy book moved from one of the shelves and I caught it with my hand. I moved close to the wooden desk and placed the heavy album, my eyes scanned the frames set on the desktop, one of mine, smiling in a muggle photo, another of the children dressed as pumpkin, probably from the last Halloween as they looked old enough, one of Harry and myself on a couch, hugged with huge smiles on our faces and one of Harry’s parents, dancing by a fountain while autumn leaves flew in the air as the couple danced playfully. I sighed and opened the album, beneath the leather cover, there was a line in the first page with elegant handwriting.

The Potter album

I smiled slightly and turned the page. There were pictures of Harry and mine, moving and not from our school years and some of mine before, in the first pages, I moved quickly through all the school ones and some from our trainings, some of the time I came from. After a few more I was sure I hadn’t taken yet, I gasped as I saw a couple of pictures, me and Harry, before a chapel I knew so well. At Godric’s Hollow, he in an elegant set of dress robes and myself in a wedding dress, simple, beautiful with a little lump signaling the arrival of our child, the wedding must had taken place in 2005, probably the spring as my belly was either too big or too small. I stared at the picture’s figures, we looked so happy, so beautiful, so right, a warm feeling settled in my belly and refused to go away even as the fact of only Ginny, George, Bill and Fleur being around us in the next photo, crept in.

There were a few more pictures from the wedding, it was probably a small ceremony among friends as I could see only few people there, by choice or circumstances, I couldn’t know.

I kept moving through the pages, finding pictures of Lily’s early days, when she was a little baby, how Harry held her, how I held her, it was so surreal seeing pictures of yourself holding the child you haven’t given birth to yet, I was feeling as if getting my memory back after amnesia.

And then there were pictures of me pregnant with James, and later on of his as a baby, how Harry was holding him, like Lily, as if holding the most precious thing in the world, I knew that for him, his children were the most precious thing in his world. I couldn’t but smile every time I saw a picture of Harry and mine, the same warm smiles we gave in our school pictures were now present while we held each other or out children in our arms, it felt so normal and natural.

However, I couldn’t let unnoticed the fact of Ron being nowhere to be found, I had spotted people like Ginny, Luna, George, even Bill and Fleur in the pictures along my parents, some friends that I hadn’t met yet, maybe from the ministry, Andromeda and Teddy, even Kingsley and McGonagall and Hagrid but no other Weasley, my stomach tightened of the most possible scenario, we didn’t have good relationships with the rest of the Weasleys anymore…

I moved out of the study after hours, I spent so much time looking at all the pictures again and again until I felt my stomach growl. I made a quick dinner and called for the children to eat, thankfully they weren’t hell risers during the food time and for that I was grateful as the exhaustion of the day, mental above all, was catching up with me.

I guessed it was time for them to go to bed and I had to tuck them in as they both yawned after they were done with their food, maybe we were a bit out of schedule, I had no idea about it but I was going to adjust. I took them upstairs and helped them change, brush their teeth and get ready for sleep, James hugged me tightly after I put his pajama shirt over his head.

‘Can we sleep with you, mommy? Daddy’s away…’ he asked softly and I simply nodded my head, I knew these little two for the past hours and I felt most comfortable with them, I didn’t know what was to be brought along the next day and I needed some company in that bed that I hadn’t gotten used to sleep in.

A weight settled on my chest as I tucked my son and daughter on my sides of the double bed, something was terribly wrong with the Weasleys, I was sure of it. And Harry was yet nowhere to be seen… I felt my frustration building up along with tears.

I should find Ginny or Luna, try and see what is going on. I took a deep breath and smoothed Lily’s long, bushy hair with my hand; my eyes fell on the two rings on my finger, a beautiful diamond ring and another one, with an emerald, both bound in platinum in elegant knots.

Were these two rings the reason of most of the Weasleys being unknown to my children and non-existed in every moment of the past ten years?
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