A/N: The world of Harry Potter belongs to JKRowling I'm just playing in her sand box and make no money from this.
Rating is mature for language and sexual situations.
Genera: Drama, Romance.
Time frame: mid 6th year and 7th year to end.
Ships: Harry Potter/ Daphne Greengrass, Hermione Granger/ Neville Longbottom.
Characters: Harry Potter, Daphne Greengrass, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom.
A/N: This story is completely AU and the timeline does not follow canon.
Betas: Herman Tumbleweeds (Vern) and Grenouille (Mike).
Chapter 1: Home For The Holidays
Three days into her summer holidays, Daphne knew something was wrong. She had been feeling off all week and this morning, after smelling what would normally be a delicious breakfast, her stomach had revolted and she'd barely made it to the loo. The feeling had not gone away when she had vomited twice and she'd spent the day in bed. Her mother had noticed, of course and had a medi-witch check her out.
"You're pregnant! Daphne! Who's the boy?" her mother asked dangerously.
"W-what? I-I can't be!" she stuttered. "I mean, I haven't been with anyone, I don't even have a boyfriend."
"Well, that's obviously not true, Daphne Laurel Greengrass! You must have been intimate with some boy! Who is he?"
Astoria Greengrass chose that moment to look in on her sister. "Daph, are you alright?"
"Not now Tori," mother and older daughter replied, shooing her out of the room. Adriane Greengrass quickly cast silencing and locking spells on the door.
"No, mum, I-I… Not that I can… Mum, I can't remember the last few days of school! In fact, most of my memory of the last few months seems to be spotty!" she said, panicking.
"What do you remember, dear?" her mother asked softly, afraid of the answer.
"Well, I remember taking end of year exams and my classes, but there are weekends that I don't remember, and some nights that seem blurred."
"When is the last time you remember everything?"
Daphne thought for some time before answering. "Um, sometime after Christmas, it all starts to get blurry. Wait, I was in the Slytherin common room and talking to… I can't remember who and then everything went black. When I woke up, something seemed to be missing. Maybe somebody; I don't know."
"Do you remember what you said to this person?"
"No, I don't even remember if it was a boy or girl, mum," Daphne shook her head, which had the unintended effect of causing her to retch again.
Adriane cleaned the sick up with a quick spell and wiped her daughter's face. "Daphne, the medi-witch says you're about six weeks along. That's well after Christmas, probably mid-May. What do you remember during that time?"
"Well, we'd had a spot of trouble all year with Professor Snape as the new DADA teacher. We were teamed with the Gryffindors as usual and Professor Snape was making life miserable for them, despite what Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were able to do. Harry blasted Draco Malfoy across the room in one demonstration and the professor was not pleased. Draco was furious of course and swore revenge. Not that I cared what happened to the pompous little ferret. And then I don't remember…" she trailed off, confused.
"The next day, Draco approached me, but I don't remember what he said. Odd, I usually have perfect recall. The next thing I remember is in Ancient Runes and talking to Hermione Granger about something… or someone? Then nothing. This was late April, maybe early May."
"You've been Obliviated! That's the only thing that makes sense," her mother stormed.
"Mum? I-I want to keep the baby," she stated hesitantly, tears rolling down her beautiful face.
Daphne Greengrass was probably the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Long, soft ebony tresses that reached well down her back, an hourglass figure, rare for one so young, and a well-developed bust, usually hidden beneath robes. Her pert nose and small stature gave her a fairy-like look that hid her brilliant mind and fierce temper, only the Gryffindor girl, Hermione Granger, stood above her in classes. That was a sore point with the fiercely competitive girl. That a Muggleborn could top her in school was unacceptable and pushed her to try harder. End of school year results should be owled soon, but Daphne felt that once again Hermione had bested her.
Adriane looked at her daughter and sighed. "You're sure Daphne? A baby is a big responsibility and you'll deliver next February if things go as planned."
Daphne shuddered, but replied. "I'm sure mother. But I want some answers! First, who impregnated me and almost as important, who Obliviated me?"
"Obliviation is not a subject taught in school," Adriane stated. "Whoever did it was an adult and didn't do a perfect job. That would leave out the headmaster at least. Aurors would also do a perfect job and you can probably eliminate the deputy headmistress as well. Albus and Minerva are well respected people. None of the students would have the knowledge, would they?"
"Well, Granger might, but I don't see any reason why she would," Daphne replied, thinking. "Certainly not Draco or any of the other Slytherin oafs. Harry Potter is pretty powerful, but he's been pretty nice to me."
"We need to talk to the Granger girl and Potter. Perhaps they can shed some light on this," her mum reasoned. "Do you know where they live?"
"No, but Hermione should be easy to find. Her parents are apparently dentists. I think Harry has protections on him, but maybe Hermione knows where he lives. Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom are close friends as well."
"Weasley? I don't trust those purebloods!" Adriane stated. "They have a history of traitorous acts."
"Well, the twins seem to have a lot of fun pranking people, but Ron and Ginny are just a pain in the arse. Ron is not the brightest student; he is very bigoted and has horrible table manners. Ginny is the typical Harry Potter fan girl. She has one good hex and is at best an average student but has a temper that would put Snape to shame. Head boy Percy graduated a couple of years ago, but he was a pompous arse."
Another wave of sickness roiled through Daphne and she dashed to the loo. When she returned, her mother tucked her into bed and reassured her.
"I'll see what your father can find out. We'll start with the Granger girl."
"Be nice to Hermione, mum, she's been pretty good to me."
"We'll see. Get some sleep, dear." 'Teddy will be upset,' she thought, thinking of her husband.
Hermione Granger was upset; her best friend had hardly said a word on the way home. Well, back to Kings Cross anyway. She'd hugged him and told him not to worry, but he'd given her a weak smile and hurried off with his horrid relatives, not even wishing her a happy summer. In fact he'd not said anything for days now and for weeks before that(, Harry had looked sadder than she could ever remember. Even Ron noticed and had tried to get him to open up, but Harry had remained stubbornly close-mouthed. Now, at home, she tried to puzzle out his strange behaviour. It was true that everyone was saddened over the death of Albus Dumbledore, but Harry was sad even before that. Now, he looked like someone had kicked his puppy. No, that wasn't right, it was much worse than that. It looked like he had lost someone dear to him. "Daphne!" she said aloud. But Daphne was his girlfriend, wasn't she? No one else knew about it, not even Ron, and Harry made her promise not to tell anybody. It would only cause problems, so they would sneak out in the evening under his invisibility cloak for a few hours and disappeared on weekends to Merlin only knew where. 'So someone found out? And did what?' she theorised. 'Something bad to break them up?' The smartest witch in school knew that Harry loved Daphne Greengrass and she loved him in return, but then she didn't see the pair together for weeks, now that she thought about it. Although, that wasn't too surprising, since they'd become very cautious in the last month or so. So what happened?
"Teddy, I need to speak to you," Adriane whispered at the dinner table.
"Mum, why is Daphne not eating with us?" Astoria asked.
"She's not feeling well, dear," her mother told her, hoping against hope that her youngest would leave it at that.
"What's wrong? Is she sick?"
"I'll talk to you later, Tori, just not here at dinner."
Thankfully, Astoria let the subject drop for now, Teddy, however, quirked an eyebrow in disbelief. "Adriane?"
"After dinner, Teddy," she warned her husband.
Silence settled over the table as dinner progressed and finally Adriane and Theodore retired to his den. Tori pouted, but was told her mum would talk to her before bedtime.
"Alright love, what's up?" Teddy asked, concerned. "Daph has been acting off since she got home."
"Teddy, she's pregnant," Adriane replied, but before she could say more, Teddy exploded.
"WHAT? Who's the boy? I'll kill him!"
"That's not all, dear, she's been Obliviated."
Theodore choked, knocking a glass of Ogden's over that he'd just poured. "What do you mean she's been Obliviated? Who would get her pregnant and then Obliviate her? I'll see the bastard in Azkaban for what he's done!"
"Take it easy dear; Daphne doesn't remember much since Christmas and even less these past few weeks. She doesn't know who did this to her, but we might be able to get some answers. A girl that she knows at school is friendly with her and may be able to provide some answers."
"What about Tracey? She and Daphne were pretty close since starting school."
"We should ask her as well, but Tracey might be too close to the problem. I think the person who Obliviated her might be an adult, since that's fairly advanced magic and not taught in the school. It's hard to believe it would be a teacher though. I wouldn't put it past that little shite Malfoy to have someone do it for him. Daphne hates him, always telling us that the little ponce has tried to get into her knickers for years. Fortunately, you taught her some very nasty ways for her to prevent that," Adriane replied.
"So who's this other girl?"
"Her name is Hermione Granger, a Muggleborn," she snickered. "Daphne's been in a right snit for years, since the girl has consistently beat her in every course. I've promised Daph that we'll play nice with her."
"Granger… Granger, why do I know that name?"
"You've heard of her, Teddy?"
"Not her, maybe her family, no wait. Hermione Granger, She and Harry Potter and the Longbottom boy and some others wound up in the Department of Mysteries last year, when You-Know-Who was sighted. Fudge tried to cover it up. So, she's a friend of Harry Potter! Interesting."
"You'll be careful, Teddy. We don't want The Dark Lord down our necks," she shivered at the thought.
"Yes dear. A Muggleborn you say. Well, that may make it easier to find her… or not! Just how do you find Muggleborns?"
"I think Daphne mentioned her parents are dentists… you know, tooth healers. They shouldn't be too hard to find in the Muggle world. I mean, how many can there be?"
Two days later, Theodore had almost given up. Of the dozens of dentists in London, none were Grangers, so he'd started looking further afield. By chance he located an office in Crawley in West Sussex that had a pair of dental surgeons named Granger.