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From Light to Darkness	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 15622 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six

Changes

There has never been nothing, there has always been Light and Darkness...

Harry smiled as he watched his wife sleeping; her face was content, almost normal as she was taken away from their reality. For the past days, Hermione had been nervous and scared as she waited impatiently for the daily spells to show if she was pregnant again or not. The spells would show when and if there was a child strong enough to respond to them. Hermione was sure she was pregnant but Harry was trying to keep her on the ground.

Harry wished, hoped for Hermione to be pregnant again but at the same time he was scared of the moment he would learn that she’s expecting, the excitement of the child being on the way was always overshadowed by the terror of its loss and then the sorrow of this terror becoming reality. Harry could only wish to the upper powers to have a child with no more problems, it was almost ridiculous to be so powerful and not to be able to have a child on your own, Harry thought with venom.

Hermione stirred and opened her eyes, Harry knew her eyes, they always seemed normal for a single instant when they were opening after her sleep, and then, after that instant was gone, the fog of fear and other emotions that people called “madness” always took over and made her look strange to people who didn’t know her.

‘Hey…’ Harry whispered as he looked at Hermione, the moonlight was bathing her skin, making it sparkle, Hermione smiled back at him.

‘My love.’ She answered and he smiled and kissed her lips, they had a habit of sleeping in the afternoons and for the past days Hermione had been sleeping up till the first hours of darkness. Harry was already late in his “meeting” with Him but he couldn’t leave his wife like this.

‘I have to go to Godric’s Hollow, I was waiting for you to wake up and be informed.’ Harry said and Hermione’s brown eyes darkened even more at the mention of the place Harry’s parents had been sacrificed and all their friends were buried with them. Harry sighed and gave her a kiss on the lips. ‘I know…’ he said and Hermione shook her head and sat up on the bed, her black, silk gown straitening up with her body.

‘No you don’t, I’m scared for you, now with the pregnancy they’re going to be even more aggressive, they’re going to strike even harder as to get to me and the child, Harry.’ Hermione said quickly, her voice rising in panic. Harry sat up as well, he was already in his black robes as he had woken up for hours and he needed to go to the graveyard. He hugged Hermione close to him and even if she struggled for a few moments he kept her close to him.

‘We don’t know if you’re pregnant yet, ‘Mione , none is going to touch you or the child if there is one and of course none is going to harm me, I swear to you, none will harm us, not again.’ Harry said as he kept Hermione close to him, he knew she was right, every time she was pregnant and the news were out, their enemies tried their hardest to strike as they knew Hermione’s pregnancies meant Harry’s distraction with her and as a result, possible weakness in his moves.

‘I am pregnant,’ Hermione said stubbornly and Harry sighed again, he was there yesterday, when the healer cast the spell, there was no response again but Hermione had been certain that there is a child inside of her, the spell was performed by the healers every day at ten o’clock so he hoped that if he got over with the small meeting in the graveyard he would be with Hermione again.

‘I will go to the meeting with him and then I will come back for the spell, I want you to relax here, if I don’t make it till the time of the spell I want you to be calmed, I promise I will come back, ok? Brandon will be here for you, in case you need anything,’ Harry said, not wanting to upset his wife about her certainty of the pregnancy. Hermione frowned but nodded.

‘Please, take someone with you,’ she said and Harry smiled and kissed her lips, one of his hands caressing the huge scar that started from her jaw and moved down her chest till her middle section.

‘You think he and I need any more help in case someone is there? Plus, none knows the location of our meeting. Malfoy and I will be safe, I promise you this.’ Harry said and Hermione sighed herself and nodded her head, she wrapped her arms around Harry’s neck and moved closer to his lap.

‘I love you, Harry,’ she said quietly and Harry’s heart ached at the rare tone she used, the tone that reminded him of the girl who would throw herself in his hug and ask him if he was all right even if she was damaged and bleeding herself.

‘I love you too, my heart,’ Harry replied and kissed her lips. He stood up and after another kiss; he moved to the closet, took out all the three Hallows and left with a loud crack after securing the room Hermione was in.

The next thing, Harry saw was the place he had come to with Hermione, many years ago for the first time, it was the place his parents and then everyone else was buried in.

He started moving around, his invisibility cloak hiding him, the Elder wand was in his right hand as the Stone was in his left, he could see his robes waving around him as he moved in a fast pace close to the grave they always met up. He could see there was none around there and he decided to mark his presence with the usual way of signaling. He took out of his pocket that old DA galleon he had kept and jinxed it, after a moment or so the galleon changed slightly and Harry could see that Malfoy was close and was guarding the place, he would soon be there.

Harry placed the cloak in the large pocket of his robes and looked around him. He was in a corridor of the graveyard with all the tombs of the people he loved and were gone because of him. His parents, the Weasleys, the Lovegoods, the Tonks and Lupins, even Creeve was here after Harry’s request, all his friends were here, buried in the dirt, supposedly resting in peace.

Harry had never used the Stone, he never had the strength to face them, to apologize to them of what happened, he didn’t want to see his friends’ ghosts, he only wanted to make this world a better place in their memory. He wanted to make a place where no child would be marked by its blood, where everyone would be able to use both black and white magic so none would have secret weapons like spells and potions that could kill. He wanted to live in a place where the Unforgivable curses that he now used as an extreme measure would be punished with immediate death.

Harry dreamed of a place where anyone who would want to change the status would be considered traitor and would be executed in cold blood, in a world like this, none would dare to become a new Voldemort, in a world like this, none would have to suffer pain and destruction, in world like this, none would dare to defy or harm him and Hermione.

‘Good evening,’ Draco Malfoy’s voice pulled Harry out of his train of thought, the two wizards looked at each other for a moment and then moved closer and shook hands, their Vow proving itself enable.

‘What you did with Neville and Dolohov wasn’t as sub as you had told me you would try to be, there is chaos out there with the torn body of Dolohov’s hanging for hours in the atrium by unknown spells that needed hours to be broken.’ Draco said sternly and Harry grinned.

‘Indeed, Hermione is getting better and better in this kind of spells.’ Harry said proudly and Draco’s face softened.

‘How is she?’ he asked and Harry smiled and nodded his head.

‘Better, stronger, happier,’ Harry only answered and Draco nodded his head. ‘How is your mother going?’ Harry went on and Draco’s face sobered and darkened.

‘Not good,’ he only said and for a moment his eyes traveled on Ginny Weasley’s tomb, Harry watched the silver haired man as his grey eyes lingered on the tomb.

Draco had learnt about the massive attack at the last moment and he hadn’t gotten to the Burrow in time, when he got there the Death Eaters had already killed the Weasleys and kidnapped Harry and Hermione. When his once fellows saw him there, ready to fight against them, he met their wrath for his betrayal. When he woke up in the same prison Harry and Hermione had been taken, Dolohov and Goyle senior had informed him that his mother had been tortured and left to die, - they, however gave him the chance- as to amuse themselves, to try and find his mother and save her.

Narcissa Malfoy had already lost her mind by the pain when her son found her naked and beaten up in the dungeons of their manor, he found his father having suicide by Narcissa’s side.

Draco Malfoy had lost not only his mother and father but also the chance to save the only woman he ever loved. Ginny was the one Draco never dared to get close to because of his own insecurities and prejudice; he had lost her forever as she was the one of the first to be gone by his own clan, the Death Eaters. When he realized that he had only a mentally unstable mother to protect and he had lost his chance on showing his feelings for the “blood traitor”, he had realized how little blood status meant…

He realized that having the liberty to love was greater than any combination of blood.

That was the reason Draco had joint Harry’s army, when he saw that nothing was changing after the war he had decided to join forces with Harry, for the woman he loved, for the woman he lost, for the mother that lost her sanity by his family’s friends. He needed to change such rotten world and he had decided to do so by Harry’s side. Harry knew that Draco wasn’t a friend, he never was and would never be but Draco like Harry himself, was guided by pain and need for revenge and change so Harry trusted Draco very much, other subjects had joint him seeking power and wealth, Draco was there as to allay his pain.

‘You’re lucky, you know,’ Draco said when he tore his eyes from Ginny’s tomb and settled them on Harry’s. ‘You have the love of your life, my stupidity didn’t only left her unaware but it also killed her.’ Draco said in a whisper. Harry remained silent; he could only imagine how he would feel if he hadn’t Hermione, he could only imagine the pain and the suffering if Hermione hadn’t made it through those three torturous days.

‘I know,’ Harry only said and Draco nodded his head. ‘Tell me, is there any news?’ Harry went on, needing to change the painful subject. Draco nodded his head.

‘They’re trying to learn if Hermione is pregnant again, Neville must had cast some spell that detected her change of body, they’re planning to strike and get to her, they need her alive for information of course but the Azkaban’s restricted section seems to be the punishment in case she’s in their hands.’ Draco said and Harry felt his hands wrapping around the Hallows even tighter than before.

The good, holy ministry had decided to take out most of the Dementors from Azkaban but they had decided to keep a section of the prison with those hideous monsters in it for the “high danger” prisoners. That was a nice trick as to show to the community that none was going to escape the pain if they dared to stand against the ministry. Harry felt his stomach aching at the idea of Hermione in there.

‘They know she’s your only weakness, it’s “normal” of them wanting her as target number one,’ Draco said cautiously as he had noticed Harry tensing up and could almost feel his blood boiling.

‘I see,’ Harry said through his teeth, ‘And they think they’re going to get to her just like that?’ Harry asked and Draco shook his head.

‘They’re planning on attacking the house, not fighting but hitting the Guard, taking Hermione and then trying to make you corporate with them by using her,’ Draco said and Harry nodded his head and looked around him for a moment, he stared at the tombs of his mother and father, his mind was full of hurtful and venomous thoughts.

Hermione was the only one left in his world, the proof was right in front of him, he had started losing people from his life from the age of one, he wouldn’t allow to anyone to touch a single hair from his wife’s head. He was done losing people he loved, he was done feeling the pain, and it was time for him to repay all this hurt.

Harry looked back at Draco and spoke carefully, he had made his mind.

‘I will strike first, hard and cold, I will strike in the ministry, I’ll try to take it down, go and tell them that. I will inform you further when I will be ready, go and tell them that I will strike with the aim of taking the ministry down. All I want is more chaos right now; I want them to see that they can’t win. I won’t take the ministry down this time, I will let it fall apart by itself further first, but I need you to inform them that I will try to, am I understood?’ Harry said and Draco nodded his head.

‘Very well,’ Draco said and looked around him for a moment, he moved his wand slightly. ‘The wards are still up but I need to go back,’ Draco said and Harry nodded his head. At that moment a lightening tore through the sky and a loud roll of thunder was heard, after that, rain started falling in the area, wetting the graveyard in moments.

‘I’ll be waiting for you to reach me,’ Draco said as he looked at Ginny’s tomb for a last time, then looked up at the crying sky and left with a loud crack. Harry remained in the dark for some time; he wasn’t sure how long he was there for. He looked up at the sky and let the clouded sky’s tears wash away all his demons.

Pain for all that was lost, nervousness for all that was to be taken, fear for Hermione, excitement and terror for their potential child, all the emotions were washed away for a few moments as he stood there with his head thrown back and his eyes closed.

The thought of Hermione having the spell cast again pulled him out of the state of numbness he had sank in and he looked around him. With a wave of his hand flowers were conjured before every tomb of beloved person. From Andromeda and Teddy’s to Luna and her father’s the tombs now had Hermione’s favorite flowers close to them, red roses were already soaked in the rain. Harry checked his watch and cursed in a whisper as he was late. With a crack, he was gone.

When Harry was back in the kitchen of the house he moved close to the stairs that led upstairs but at that moment Hermione started moving down the stairs in a hurry and threw her body in his hug. Harry smiled as she clang to him like she used to do for years. She didn’t mind or noticed his soaked clothes, skin and hair as she showered him with kisses.

‘I am, I told you I was,’ Hermione said quickly and Harry’s heart ached. ‘I am pregnant, Harry!’ Hermione said between kisses, her voice was painted with happiness and alleviation. Harry tightened his arms around her and kissed her back, both fear and happiness were squeezing his heart at the thought of his enemies striking and taking Hermione away and at the thought of the fruit of their love growing inside of Hermione’s womb. At the thought of Hermione being in one of the tombs he had left the flowers, Harry’s heart jumped in pain.

‘I love you, I love you so much,’ Harry said as they kept kissing with need and love, he didn’t dare to leave her from his arms or eyes, she was the most precious thing in his existence.

‘We’ll have the healers taking care of me and the baby, I’ll be very careful and I will make it this time, we’ll have our baby, we’ll make it.’ Hermione said with confidence in her voice, Harry only nodded his head and kissed her again.

‘None is going to touch you or the child, you two, are the only reasons for me to keep up, I love you,’ Harry only said and Hermione smiled again and kissed him, her smile was almost normal again, Harry kissed her back, putting all that he had in that kiss, needing to reassure both Hermione and himself that his wife and child would be safe.
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