A/N- Ah! The last in the History Trilogy. Sorry for the long wait. I was wanting to finish off a few things before I started this. Okay, some important things you need to know for this story. The first in this series is "To Meet History," followed by "To Live History." You must have read those stories to fully comprehend this one. Now, my friend and I have a fanfic buddy list of sorts. It's to help us keep our fanfics on track. So far, it's working splendidly. The list can be viewed near the bottom of my profile page. On yet another note, I have a forum concerning my fanfics. Now, occasionally I will post little spoilers and tidbits of info there. So, drop by and check it out!
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or any related character. That belongs to JK Rowling. This applies to all chapters.
Chapter 1- What!
Le-Annette was now in her quarters at Hogwarts. She was pacing back in forth, her long dark hair flowing freely behind her. The battle against Voldemort and his Death Eaters had officially ended two hours ago, with the retreat of the Dark Lord and his followers that the Order had managed not to kill or incapacitate. Those they had captured--like Bellatrix Lestrange--were being taken away by Ministry officials to be interrogated and punished for their crimes. But right now, at this moment, none of that really mattered to the vampire Le-Annette.
What mattered to her now was the fact that her body was performing an act thought to be impossible for vampires. Her body was sustaining the life of a young baby. Her baby. Her and Severus Snape's child. And to further the confusion, she had not told Severus yet of his fatherhood. Only she, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, and Madam Pomfrey knew.
A knock on her door stopped Le-Annette's seemingly endless pacing. She walked over and opened it. Standing on the other side was Hermione and Ron.
"May we come in, Aunt Le-Annette?" Hermione asked.
Le-Annette smiled and stepped aside, gesturing her guests in. Once they were in the sitting room area of her quarters, she brought in tea. She walked over and filled Ron's cup. Then, as she was filling Hermione's, the young witch put a hand on hers. Le-Annette stopped pouring and looked at her descendant.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked.
Le-Annette set the teapot aside and sat down across from Hermione. Rubbing a hand across her forehead, she sighed.
"I don't know. It's like I've been broken up into little pieces. One piece is so ecstatic that I have a chance to be a mother again. Another piece is scared to death because I know this isn't supposed to be possible. And yet another piece is stuck wondering what Severus will think. I honestly don't know what to do," Le-Annette sighed.
She leaned back in her chair and placed a hand to rest over her stomach. It did not stay there for long, for she could feel her child's heartbeat. For some reason, that feeling disturbed her, and she simply laid her hand across the arm of the chair. Hermione smiled ever so slightly at her.
"Aunt, I know I have absolutely no experience in the area of motherhood, but…maybe you should stop worrying about the hows and whys. Instead, just allow yourself to be overjoyed. And then, tell Professor Snape," Hermione said.
Ron nodded in agreement. He was eyeing Hermione strangely. Le-Annette's eyes drifted between the two. Finally, Ron stood.
"I'm going to go. See you back in the common room, 'Mione," he said.
On his way out, he gave Le-Annette a hug and whispered, "Congratulations," in her ear. Hermione smiled.
"He really is sweet," she said, watching him go.
Le-Annette leaned forward. "Has something happened between you and Ron?"
Hermione nodded. "Sort of. I told him that I was going to start seeing Draco. He wasn't very happy at first. Then, he just sort of…accepted it. I think a part of him was more angry at himself than anyone else."
"Because he had a chance to be with you and missed it?"
Hermione nodded again. Then, smiling widely, she added, "Draco and I are supposed to see another Bloody Wands concert soon."
"That's great. I'm so happy for you two."
Silence fell. Then, after a few moments, Le-Annette stood. Hermione looked up at her aunt.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I've decided. I've got to go tell Severus. He has a right to know. Where is he?" Le-Annette said, turning.
Hermione stood as well. "He would be either in the Hospital Wing or in his dungeon. He took a small graze across his leg in the battle. Good luck, Aunt Le-Annette. I'm going to see Harry. This thing with Voldemort is far from over."
Le-Annette nodded, and the two exited the rooms together.
End Notes: Okay, short beginning, but what did you think? Please review!