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Walking down the halls of Hogwarts Witch Craft and Wizardry was a blond Slytherin boy. He started walking because he didn't want to have to face Pansy's face, that girl could be horrid at times, though she did provide him some useful information. He walked into the fresh, brisk, morning air, as he kept on walking, not knowing where he was headed to. He has been roaming around aimlessly, not sure even where he was at the moment, but still walking. He was on a path, with all sorts of creatures walking around him, and than it dawned on him. He was in the Forbidden Forest, at 7:30 in the morning. He didn't care at the moment, he just wanted to walk around, not think of anything.
He was still walking when he accidentally tripped on something. He landed with an 'oof', and cursed whatever it was that he tripped over. He brushed off his expensive robes, and started walking again. He walked around some more, until he saw a little hut. Hmm… I never saw a hut in the forest before. But than again, I've never been this deep in the forest. I should check it out, and then ask Harry about it. Merlin knows that boy has been in here too much. Draco thought.
He walked a little more, until he realized, it was Hagrid's hut. He laughed quietly, making sure no one heard him, and looked at his watch. It read 8:00 am. He had classes in a matter of 10min. He walked towards Hagrid's hut, making sure no one saw him, and walked out.
"Malfoy?" the half giant called.
Shoot. And I thought no one saw me. Draco thought. He walked over to him, looking innocent as ever.
"What were yeh doin' in teh forest?" Hagrid asked, eyeing Draco suspiciously.
Draco was so used to lying that it came almost as easy to him as breathing, if not easier. "Oh nothing," he replied smirking. "Just thought I saw something, so I decided to investigate." He said shrugging, yet smirking.
"Right yeh wer." Hagrid replied skeptically. "Get back now, yeh got 5 points offer Slytherin, and ye got detention." Draco didn't hear him because he was already walking away.
Nothing but a fraud, I always say. Draco said, walking to his first class.
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"Madam Pomfrey, I need to speak to Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall said.
"Yes, right away. She is right here," the nurse said leading her to Hermione's bed.
Hermione was currently reading the latest version of Hogwarts, a History, to James and Lily. They were beside her bed, in their cribs, watching their mother say words they didn't understand.
"Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall said. Hermione looked up and stopped reading. The children noticed that, too, so they started whimpering. Hermione went over to Lily first and picked her up. She quieted down instantly. Professor McGonagall went up to James and looked at him, he was a spitting image of Harry, she thought. She asked Hermione if she could pick up the whimpering boy, and she replied yes. She picked him up and he quieted down almost instantly.
Hermione placed Lily back into the crib, and climbed back into bed. McGonagall put James down, and sat at the edge of her bed.
"I'm sorry about that. I guess they liked that I was reading to them," Hermione said looking down.
"Oh, no problem dear," McGonagall reassured her. She forgot for a moment as to why she was there, but only for a moment. Regaining her composure she asked, "Miss Granger, yours and Mister Potter's rooms are ready. The house elves have already put all of your things in there, as well as Mister Potter's. You are free to leave when ever you are released. Which, if I'm not mistaken, is today?"
"Yes, I'm allowed to go today. I was actually thinking of leaving when Harry arrived, that we could settle in. He does know, right?" Hermione asked.
"No, not at the moment, but he will, I'll talk to him after Transfiguration." McGonagall said.
"Oh, okay," she said. She got up off of the bed and started packing some of her books into her bag.
"I'll leave you than, good day Miss Granger." She said, standing up. She looked at James once more, than walked away.
"Alright kids, we're leaving today." Hermione said packing some clothes for her babies, and herself. She finished packing after a few minutes. She didn't realize that she still had a few hours until Harry would arrive. She sat back down and lie, daydreaming, about what? Anything she could imagine of.
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"Finally," Harry muttered. He had Transfiguration, and in the four years that he had been there, he had never seen Professor McGonagall late. She wasn't even there in her cat animangus, which confused Harry. After what seemed like 5min, she finally came in.
"Potter," McGonagall said. "After class, see me." She looked at the class and started explaining what they were going to do.
"Great," Harry mumbled.
After class was over, he packed his things and went over to the Professor's desk. She paid no attention to him.
"Err…" Harry started, "you needed to see me?"
She looked up, a small smile playing her lips, and stood up.
"Yes, I've been informed that Miss Granger, and the two new arrivals, shall be permitted to leave today. Your rooms are ready. You may leave whenever you wish." She looked at him to see if he was keeping up with her. He sat there for a second with a blank face, and then broke out in a grin.
"Ok, cool. We'll go today, perhaps at lunch maybe. I'll have to go talk to 'Mione first. I'm sure she'll want to leave, too." He was about to stand up when the Professor stopped him.
"Wait, that is not all," she said with a slight frown. She quickly recovered. "Mister Potter, do you read the Daily Prophet by any chance?"
"Um, no, I don't. But Hermione does. Her owl came in, but I didn't think she'd be reading a lot, so I just let the bird go back." Harry said with a shrug.
"Oh… well. I'm sorry to say but, it seems as though you'd aught to see this, then." She handed him the Morning's Prophet.
On the front page, stood Harry, Hermione, and their children. It was taken when they were at the Three Broomsticks. James and Lily were crying, whilst Harry and Hermione were frantically looking away and attempting to make their children calmer. He read it:
Potter Family Outing
Pictures of the newest Potter's
Today we've had the privilege of seeing the two newest Potter's. Article by Rita Skeeter. Yes, those two little ones are none other than little James and Lily Potter (no, not Harry's parents). "They were born on the 27th," says Pansy Parkinson, a very close friend of Hermione Granger, mother of the two babies. "I wonder when they're going to start popping more out," says Ronald Weasley, 14. The big question is, will we be seeing wedding bells in the future? Only time will tell. Until then, the Boy-Who-Lived and his family are attending Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry. Potter and Granger are currently in their 4th year.
"Oh shit," Harry said. He saw the look on his professor's face and quickly changed, "I mean, oh darn."
"Yes, that is much better," she said looking sternly at him.
"Well," Harry said getting up, "I suppose I should get going. I'll go see Hermione and go see our new rooms."
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How much time passed by, she didn't know, but she was glad when she saw those two green eyes look into her own brown ones.
"Hey," he said simply.
"Hi," she said. "We can go to our rooms today. The house elves have already put everything in there."
"Great." He said. He walked away, saying he was going to see the nurse. He came back a few minutes later with Madam Pomfrey.
"Miss Granger, let me have a quick check up on you three, and you'll be on your way." The nurse said lying Hermione down.
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"You may activate a password," The portrait said.
"Why, I thought that only we can see it." Harry asked confused.
"You can, but just to be on the safe side." The portrait said.
"Oh uh… Mione, any suggestions?" Harry said. Hermione shrugged her shoulders and adjusted Lily.
"How about… 'prem,' it's Hindi for love?" He asked Hermione. She smiled and kissed him, approving of it.
"Okay, our password is 'prem'," Harry said to the portrait.
"Very well, enter." The portrait swung open. They gasped.
Inside was a common room, smaller than the Gryffindor one, but it was one none the less. It had a couch, and two armchairs. The couch was facing a lit fire, while the armchairs were facing each other. The floor was red and fuzzy, with red walls. There was a bookshelf filled with Hermione's extra books, and a broom holder, for Harry. There were two carriages for Lily and James. Even a little play pin for when they were older. There were even two study tables for Harry and Hermione.
Harry and Hermione were stunned; they never saw anything that nice, done especially done for them. They made a mental note to thank the Professor. Next they went into the twins' room.
"Wow," Harry and Hermione both said in unison.
The babies' room was purple, with a pink crib, obviously for Lily, and a blue one, for James. There was no window, but somehow there was light in the room, kind of like the sun, during the morning. There were little lions prancing around on the wallpaper, and the carpet was light purple. There was a changing table, full of diapers, powder, etc. There was even a little rocking chair. There were two little dressers made for them, one white, engraved with Lily, and another, engraved in it James. That brought tears to Harry's eyes. Hermione's personal favorite was the bookcase in their room, it was filled with little baby books, and little toys. All in all, it was an amazing room.
"This room is amazing," Hermione said after a long time. Harry didn't say anything, just nodded.
"C'mon, let's see our room." Hermione said. Harry nodded and they walked into their room. Inside was a red and gold bed, a rather large, bed. There was a table, incase Harry or Hermione wanted to write to someone. The window was right above the table ("Cool," Harry commented). There were two large dressers, both engraved with Harry and Hermione. Their clothes were already put in there, so they didn't have to do it. There was a book shelf, filled with their extra school books, and the latest version of Hogwarts: A History (Hermione squealed). Inside was a large bathroom. It had a granite top, with two sinks, one for Hermione, one for Harry. Then there was a shower, filled with the essentials, and next to it was a bath, a rather large bath. They gasped yet again.
"She really went all out didn't see?" Harry asked. James was being a little fussy, so he went and put him in his crib.
"Yes, she did. But I guess this was saying sorry, you know, for what that bastard Dumbledore did." She went and put Lily in the crib across from her twin.
"Ok, let's get back. I bet someone is bound to notice that we're gone," Harry said. He picked up James and walked towards the door. He saw a note taped on it, Strange; I thought they'd use magic. Harry thought. He picked the note and it read.
Mister Potter and Miss Granger,
I'd like to see you today in my office. Whenever you've the time will be okay. We need to discuss a few things.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore
PS: I like Chocolate Frogs
Harry read it again. Dumbledore wanted to see him, and considering how he wanted to possibly kill him, made Harry very nervous. He called Hermione over who read the note. She gasped and started to tear.
"H-Harry, w-what do you t-thi-think he's going to d-do?" Hermione said, tears dropping from her eyes.
"I-I don't honestly know," he said looking at his son. He looked up and hugged Hermione and his two children. "I don't know Hermione. But I can assure you this; he's not going to do anything to us."
She sniffed and nodded. "Okay, we'll see him after dinner."
"Yeah," he said. They walked out the door, where they saw that Ron was playing chess ("Doesn't he have anything better to do?" Harry asked), and Ginny was reading a rather large book. Hermione looked critically at her, and saw that it was a rare potions book; only the richest could afford it.
"But how did she get it?" Hermione whispered to herself.
"Hmm," Harry asked as they walked out of the Common Room.
"Nothing," Hermione said. "Oh, let's see Professor McGonagall, I want to know who's going to watch James and Lily while be go to class. We can't take them with us," she said.
"Okay, let's go right now." They walked towards the Transfiguration room, where they saw that the Professor was just about ready to leave.
"Professor!" Hermione shouted. The professor looked up, startled.
"Oh, Miss Granger, Mister Potter, what can I do for you?" She asked politely.
"Um, we were just wondering, who will be watching James and Lily while we are at classes?" Harry asked.
"Oh, a house-elf of your choice. I'm sorry, it must've passed my mind, who would you like to watch over your children?" she asked. She apparently didn't notice the gasp from Hermione.
"House-elf?" Hermione asked shocked. "How much do they usually get paid?"
"Oh don't be silly, they don't get paid a single Knut," the professor said.
"What?" Hermione exclaimed. "They don't get paid? What else do they do? Do they cook our food? Clean our clothes?" Hermione ranted on. Harry rolled his eyes; even he knew that House – elves don't get paid.
"Hermione, stop. Breath," Harry said. He even went as far as demonstrating it. "Calm down, they're not getting paid, and one is going to watch our kids. That's it." Hermione's eyes were now slits.
"No! I will not calm down Harry James Potter! They are treated unfair! They've got to clean our dishes, make our food, clean our clothes! So many things to do, and they don't even get paid! I am not going to calm down!" Hermione hissed. Harry looked scared; he knew better then to have Hermione mad at him.
"Ok, sorry, sorry. Um, we'll pay them. Yes! We'll pay them." Harry said slightly scared. Hermione's mood instantly changed to a grin. Harry thanked Merlin for that close call. They turned back to the forgotten Professor.
"Ok, so, we'll just pay them." Hermione said cheerfully.
"I'm sorry Miss Granger that cannot be done. They do not wish to be paid," she said slightly sad.
"Oh bugger," Harry said sarcastically. Hermione glared at him.
"You know what Professor, we want Dobby to take care of the twins," Harry said.
"Okay," McGonagall said. "Dobby!" she called. A little 'pop', was heard and a small elf with huge ears and eyes was standing in front of the 6.
"Yes Miss Gonagy. You summon Dobby sir?"
"Yes, you are to watch Mister Potter's and Miss Granger's children from now on. When ever they are in class, you will do everything to make sure that they are well."
"Yes yes. Dobby do that Miss Gonagy. I be happy to serve Harry Potter sir and his little Harry babies," the house elf said excitedly.
"Hey Dobby," Harry said. He kneeled down so that he was eye to eye with him and showed him James. "Dobby, this is my son, James." He proceeded to show the elf his son, and then he showed him Lily.
"Okay, let's show you our rooms," Harry said leaving. "Good day Professor." She nodded at him and they left, Hermione sending death glares at Harry.
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The rest of the day went by in a blur. In potions they learned how to make 'the essence of Drankle.' It was a potion that gave you the power to sleep walk with out anyone knowing you were doing so. In charms, they learned how to place things in a circle.
Finally, dinner arrived. It was October 31st, which meant that the three champions were going to be chosen.
Harry, Hermione, and their two children, came walking in while there were still not a lot of people there.
"Good, not a lot of people are here yet." He glanced over at the doors and saw that people were now heading in. He saw Ron and Ginny walk in with nasty grins on their faces, and Ginny was carrying a small vial of something.
Ginny sat next to Harry, much too close for his comfort, and Ron across from Hermione.
"Hello," Ginny said seductively. Harry chose not to respond. After a few more tries, she gave up. "Look Harry, I'm sorry," she said. Her face showed no sign of emotion on her pale face. He glared at her, and then turned away.
From the staff table, Dumbledore sat, watching Harry and Ginny. He thought that they looked like a cute couple. Perhaps… perhaps I can get Mister Potter to lust after her. Even though they are 14, it'd be a perfect opportunity to kill him. He thought. He stood up and coughed loudly to get everyone's attention.
"Good evening, students. As you all know, tonight is the night we shall be picking our three champions. We shall pick them as soon as supper is over. That is all… tuck in." He sat back down and watched the students.
"Great, he's staring at me," Harry muttered to himself.
"Hmm?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing," Harry said before digging into his food.
After dinner was over, Dumbledore stood. All of the plates disappeared, ridding all of the crumbs, and Dumbledore summoned their attention. In front of the Staff table, was a metallic blue goblet, with blue flames roaring about.
"Yes, students, it is time for the Goblet to choose its three champions." Dumbledore stood, patiently waiting for the Goblet to choose the first winner. Mad-eye Moody sat with an evil smirk. Harry and Hermione were adjusting a sleeping James and Lily.
Suddenly the flames grew intense, and out came a small piece of parchment. Dumbledore caught it and read, "Fleur Delacour, from Beauxbatons," he clapped when she walked up, gave a slight curtsey to the students, and went into the champions' room.
The goblet erupted a second time, Dumbledore read, "Victor Krum, from Drumstrang." Victor came up, with a slight scowl etched upon his feature, gave a small bow, and went in to the room which Fleur had gone into.
"Ah, the third's a charm," Dumbledore joked. No one laughed. "Ah yes, and the Hogwarts champion is none other than Cedric Diggory." Cedric walked up, with a full grin, and walked into the Champions' room.
"Yes, well, since the champions have been chosen, I believe that," he was cut short, because the Goblet had erupted yet again. Dumbledore stood there, amazed, yet very confused. He walked over to where the piece of parchment was falling, and caught it. Surprised was not an enough expression, he cleared his throat and said, "It appears as though we've a second Hogwarts champion, and it is none other than our own Harry Potter."
Harry sat there, with James still in his arms, shocked.