A/N: And here it is, the last chapter!
"All right then," Hermione said, the nineteen year old Hermione said, and sat down on the bed, crossing her legs, preparing for time travel. She looked up at me, and then, she was gone. I felt a moment of wistfulness… these five months had been stressful, but they had also been fun. It was fun to watch Hermione's expression when she first saw Adeline. Fun to watch her realize that I was someone she could love. Fun to tease her about the things she wasn't quite comfortable with. Fun to watch her with Adeline and realize that ever since she came back, she had been waiting to be with that little girl again.
Then Hermione appeared on the bed. She was lying on her side, hands wrapped around a belly that was much larger than when she had left. Our eyes met and she sighed, it sounded relieved, and said, "Severus."
I stepped quickly over to her side. She started to sit up, and then she was in my arms and I was kissing her. My hand caressed her stomach then pulled her tight close to me. "Mmm," she moaned, kissing me back, passionately.
We pulled apart, looked at each other for a brief moment that felt like an eternity, then I pulled her up into my arms and stood up. "Time to go to the Hospital Wing," I said, kissing her again.
"You knew," she said with a smile, jabbing my ribs slightly with her elbow, "You knew and didn't tell me!"
"Didn't make a difference, though, in the end," I pointed out with a smile, carrying her down the hall, out of our rooms and into the corridors of Hogwarts.
"I can walk, you know," she pointed out as I carried her towards the Hospital Wing.
"No you cannot, Missus Granger," I replied, smirking down at her.
In a few moments we were there, and I lay my wife down in one of the beds. Madame Pomfrey was by my side before I had even reached the Wing. She then sort of shunted me off to the side. I stood back, watching as the Nurse cast a few spells, then brought over a potion for Hermione to take. It was all familiar from when Adeline was born. Except this time Hermione hadn't told me in detail everything about this baby when he or she was age two. Except now the future was a big, gaping, blank hole. I shivered and decided not to think about it. Knowing the future had made me placid.
I need not have worried these ten years though, because the birth went smoothly. Well, as smooth as any childbirth ever goes. It was only a few hours later that I found myself the father of a baby boy, Adeline's new brother. We had decided before that if it was a boy, we'd name him Hugo, and he'd take my last name, like Adeline, because having two children with different last names would just be awkward for when they went to school. If it was a girl, she would have been Rose, Hermione's choice. Adeline had been my choice, so it was sort of Hermione's turn.
His hair, when it was dry, looked like a dark brown, and his eyes were hazel. Unlike most babies, he came out silent. After Madame Pomfrey cleaned him up, he opened his eyes and looked around at the world curiously. He was wrapped up into a blanket and placed into Hermione's arms. I stepped closer to Hermione, my gaze captured by that tiny little body that I'd waited ten years to see born. One very long pregnancy, I thought to myself.
"Hugo," I whispered, taking Hermione's hand and giving it a squeeze. Hugo stared back up at me.
"He's finally here," Hermione said, "The future is here."
"Yes," I answered, "The future."
I looked at Hugo, and I wondered if now, now that Hermione had returned, that the time traveling was complete… would we know why and how it happened? I had several monitoring spells on the room, but I would not have the chance to check them for a while. Would they reveal anything? Ten long years. And now it was over. Thus far, there was nothing sinister. It was as if Hermione had just randomly, spontaneously gone back in time, for no apparent reason. And traded places with her past self. I decided not to think about it, which was fairly easy with my newborn son dozing in Hermione's arms.
Hermione fell asleep soon too, and I took Hugo into my own arms. He was so soft, so warm, and I remembered when I had first held Adeline. She would meet Hugo in the morning. I walked around the empty except for Hermione hospital ward, rocking the now sleeping baby. Madame Pomfrey hovered, and I did my best to ignore her, and finally I asked her to fetch Hermione's parents.
Suddenly, the same way the time travel with Hermione had happened, there was no longer a newborn baby in my arms. Instead, there was a teenage boy with messy brown hair in my arms. He looked oddly familiar.
"You can put me down," was the first thing he said, and I was so shocked I obliged.
"Who are you and where is my son?" I demanded as soon as the boy had straightened up. He was wearing Hogwarts robes. Slytherin, I noticed, but not anyone I recognized.
"I'm Hugo," he said with a grin, "Er, sorry about interrupting you."
He glanced over at Hermione, then looked back at me, "She's asleep."
I stared at him. Hugo. He was Hugo. I stared at him.
"Uh…" the boy sighed, ran a hand through his hair and said, "Once more I apologize but you will need the information I'm going to give you. I'm a time traveler. For most of my childhood I spontaneously time travel, now that I am at Hogwarts I'm learning to control when I Switch, which is pretty darn useful. You'll probably want to keep a close eye on me for the first few years, I usually only Switch within a few years in my childhood, because if I Switch with older ages I've already gotten control and I can technically only Switch with my past selves. I mean, I can't choose to Switch with a future self, because well technically the future hasn't happened yet. Which probably doesn't make much sense to you because it can't be changed anyway… Anyway, don't be alarmed if in a single day I switch from being two months old to two years old to eight years old to five years old… well maybe I never did that but you get the idea. OH! What you most want to know… Mama's time traveling. Well that was me. I guess I unborn me Switched myself with the egg that was in Mama… But that dragged her along. Yes?"
"You're Hugo?" I said, looking at the boy. He did have hazel eyes too, the same as the ones I had just been looking into. Slytherin. Hmm. I wondered if he got along with Harry's children- who were all bound to be Gryffindors.
"I'm Hugo," he said grinning, "Papa. Anyway, that's all so I'll leave now. You and Mum are enjoying seeing me as newborn again, so no need to worry about newborn me. Am I cute?"
"Exceedingly," I said, still staring at Hugo incredulously. No need for those monitoring spells after all.
"Just so you know, you're both great parents," Hugo said with a grin, "My sister hates it that I can be older than her sometimes."
"Severus?" Hermione murmured softly and Hugo and I both looked over at her. Hugo moved first, stepping over to her side and sitting on the edge of the bed to give her a hug.
"Have fun with baby me, Mama," he said, "Papa will explain, but I bet you want your baby back now. Plenty of fun with time traveling later."
Then the baby was back, laying beside Hermione, looking a little surprised and awake now. After a few moments of contemplation of his new surroundings, he began to cry. Hermione immediately scooped him up into her arms. Madame Pomfrey chose that moment to re-enter, towing Hermione's parents behind.
As she prepared to nurse Hugo, Hermione stared up at me and said, "What just happened?"
"Apparently our son can time travel," I said dryly, then glanced over at the Grangers, who were cautiously scooting closer to peer at Hermione and Hugo.
"This is Hugo, Mum, Dad," Hermione said, beaming down at the baby, her expression still slightly puzzled.
"He switches with himself," I said, "His teenage self just Switched with his baby self to explain this to me. He's in Slytherin."
"Slytherin?" Hermione asked, looking at the baby who was now nursing at her breast, "This little guy?"
"I don't think it's having many negative effects on him," I answered, thinking of Hugo's wild grin. He seemed more like one of the Weasley twins at fourteen than myself at fourteen. I rather thought that this was a good thing.
A few minutes later Harry and Ginny came in as well, both looking a little sleepy. This was not surprising as it was around three in the morning. The Grangers had missed the Switching, so I didn't bother to explain to them what we'd been talking about. Time enough for that later. After an hour Madame Pomfrey shooed all the guests out, and after giving Hermione a through look over, she said we could go back to our own rooms, and she'd be back in the morning for another check up. Hermione was on the verge of falling asleep again, so I handed Hugo to the Nurse, and helped her walk back to our rooms. Once there, we tucked Hugo into his cradle, which we were keeping in our bedroom for the night, so we didn't have to wake Adeline going past her room all night long. And I was just starting to enjoy being able to sleep for eight hours a night again…
Hermione quickly fell asleep, snuggled up under the covers, but I stayed awake a little longer, watching Hugo sleep. I stepped over to his cradle and kneeled down, just close enough so I could hear him breathing.
"I love you," I whispered to him, looking at his fluttering eyelashes. And I had thought that the adventure was now over. It was just beginning.
A/N: And that's that! Hugs and many, many thanks to all those who have read and given feedback to me on this story! I hope you all enjoyed it.