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Chapter 49

After spending some time dancing, Hermione needed to take a rest. Being pregnant was starting to become annoying, especially in a moment like this where she didn't want to stop.

The two of them walked over to where Severus was standing. Hermione smiled, hugging him closely.

"Congratulations Hermione, you look lovely," Severus said, smiling at the younger witch.

Over Hermione's time at the Manor, she had come to love Severus very much. He was like the sibling she never had… that annoying older brother who always had her best interest at heart.

"Thank you, Severus," she said, moving back towards her husband.

Tom leaned over, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Hermione?"

"Hmmm?" she responded, turning to face him.

"There's actually some people here that would really like to talk to you," Tom said, a hint of a smile on his face.

Severus nodded. "I'll go get them." He disappeared into the crowd.

Hermione felt confused. "Someone wants to talk to me? Tom, who is here?"

He leant down to kiss her. "You'll find out in a few minutes."

Hermione crossed her arms, a pout forming on her face. She was about to open her mouth to nag her husband when he said, "Look there's Severus now."

Sure enough, Severus reappeared a few moments later but this time he wasn't alone. Two people were standing behind him. Two people that Hermione had come to love very much in her past: Arthur Weasley and Remus Lupin.

She stared at them, gaping.

"Hermione, close your mouth," Tom chided, placing his hand on her lower back.

"Are you both really here?" she asked, her eyes darting back and forth between them.

Remus nodded. "Kingsley explained to us that he had been working with Riddle. The four of us had worked out a deal, one that would ensure the end of the War."

"What sort of deal?" Hermione asked, turning towards her husband.

"One that you shouldn't worry about," Tom said, his eyes hardening a bit.

Hermione glared at him.

He sighed. "I'll tell you later, okay?"

She nodded. That would have to do. She would find out later.

"Harry sends his love," Arthur added.

Hermione grinned, throwing herself into Remus' arms. "I've missed you so much. I've missed everyone so much."

"I've missed you too," Remus said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I'm glad to see you've been all right."

"I've been more than all right. Tom and the Malfoys had been very hospitable with me. They're like my family now."

"Molly was very insistent that you hadn't turned against us… unfortunately not many of us believed her, but we do now. Kingsley explained that you hadn't changed… you simply changed those around you," Arthur said, affectionately looking at Hermione.

Tom smiled at Hermione. Once more he was reminded just how much the witch had changed his life. "Potter no longer knows the power that I do not."

"Who would have thought that the Dark Lord would fall in love with a Muggleborn?"

"Luna knew," Remus piped up.

"Luna? Really?" Hermione asked, looking back and forth between them.

Arthur nodded. "She seems to have an affinity as a seer. When you disappeared, she told everyone not to worry."

Hermione smiled at that. "I'm so glad you're both here. Does this mean things will be over soon?"

"Hopefully, although I can tell you right now Dumbledore will not be happy. He's been trying to spit out awful things to Harry in order to keep him on his side. But Harry knows better, ever since seeing you at the Ball, he's been questioning himself. I know for a fact he wants to see you… both of you," Remus explained.

"So Dumbledore will cause a problem?" Hermione asked.

Arthur nodded. "The Order isn't like it was when you left. Dumbledore's moves are messy and chaotic… people are starting to doubt him."

"Meddlesome old fool," Tom grumbled under his breath.

"But let's not talk about this anymore!" Arthur exclaimed. "It's your wedding day, and I'd love to take you for a spin around the room," he said, offering her his arm.

Hermione graciously accepted, allowing Arthur to escort her to the dance floor. The two of them danced around the room, and Hermione felt so great to be around someone she cared for so deeply.

"You know, I had always thought you would marry one of my boys," Arthur added after a moment of silence. "Or hoped, actually."

She blushed. "Fate does work in mysterious ways."

"That it does. But I'm happy for you, and Molly sends all her love."

Hermione felt the tears pooling in her eyes. "Do you ever think that it'll end? All of this fighting? Is it truly possible?"

Arthur pulled Hermione into a hug. "I'm sure it is. Everyone is working very hard."

"I hope so. I really do miss everyone," she said sadly.

"Don't worry, once Molly finds out your pregnant, she'll be very eager to talk babies with you."

Hermione smiled at Arthur. "Thank you for coming, Arthur. I appreciate it, really."

Leaning down, Arthur kissed her forehead. "I love you, Hermione. You're like a daughter to me; I hope you know that hasn't changed."

"Thank you." Turning, she saw Remus approach her.

"My turn," he said, sweeping her up into his arms. The two of them moved slowly across the floor.

"Are you happy?" he asked, looking into her brown eyes.

Hermione nodded. "I am, honestly. I know it doesn't seem very likely, but Tom makes me so happy. He'll be a good father," she said, touching her bump.

Remus smiled at her sadly. "We'll bring this to an end… I promise."

"Please do, Remus… because I can't take all this worrying," she admitted quietly. She knew she shouldn't be stressing because of the babies, but with every going on she simply couldn't help it.

He hugged her tightly. "Hermione, please don't worry. Things will be fine."

"I know, I know, that's what everyone keeps saying," she muttered.

"But let's look at you," he said, glancing at her up and down. "You're a married woman now, Hermione. Sweet Merlin, I can't believe it. You're so young… and he's so old. You realize he's like, what fifty?"

"Age is just a number Remus," she said, chiding him gently.

He shrugged. "Yes, I suppose I can't argue there. Tonks is pregnant, by the way."

"What?" Hermione exclaimed. "Really? Oh Remus, congratulations! How far along is she?"

"About five weeks. We've only just found out."

She beamed. Remus had been very nervous about his relationship with Tonks, but she was glad to see things were working out. He deserved some happiness.

The two of them danced to another song before she yawned. "You okay?" he asked.

"I think it's time to find my husband," she said, scanning the room for Tom. She spotted him talking with Lucius, Kingsley, Arthur, and Severus. "Seems like they're having a meeting without us."

"I'm sure we'll be filled in later," he murmured.

Hermione simply harrumphed. She marched over, immediately appearing at her husband's side. "Tom?"

"Hello love, did you have fun?"

She nodded. "I am glad to see you two here. But what were you talking about?"

"Don't be so nosy," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Hermione shifted uncomfortably. Her feet were beginning to hurt and she could really use a nap. Tom seemed to read her mind though, as he immediately attended to her.

"Would you like to leave?" he asked, cupping her cheek gently.

"But Narcissa went through all this trouble planning a party." It was true, she felt bad for wanting to leave, but she just really needed some sleep. Pregnancy was really tiring on the body, especially when there were two little ones involved.

"It's your party dear; we can leave if you want."

Hermione eyes flickered towards Remus before nodding. She hugged Remus, then Arthur. "Will I see you both soon?"

They nodded. "Before you know it," Remus said, placing his hand on her shoulder. "Have fun, Hermione."

"We'll give everyone your love," Arthur added, smiling at her.

"Thank you both again for coming, I appreciate it." Turning to Tom, she kissed him. "I'm going to find Narcissa and thank her, and then we'll be on our way."

She weaved in and out of the crowd before she found Narcissa chatting with Mrs. Greengrass.

"Oh Hermione, you look so lovely!" Narcissa cried, pulling the young girl in for a hug.

Hermione hugged her back. She had come to love Narcissa as a mother and was so grateful to have someone like her in her life. "Thank you, Narcissa, for everything. I really appreciate this."

"Oh dear, this was nothing. An absolute joy to plan to be honest. I do love parties."

"Well, I appreciate it. I'm going to retire though, I've been feeling rather tired."

"Goodnight dear," Narcissa said, kissing the top of Hermione's forehead.

Weaving her way through the crowd, Hermione found Tom. "I'm ready. Shall we retire to our rooms?"

"Actually, I have something even better planned." Tom pulled her towards the entrance hall.

Once there, she looked at him expectedly.

"Hold onto this," Tom said, holding out a book.

"What is it?" she asked, looking at it warily.

"A portkey," he said, grinning wildly.

Hermione had barely gotten her hand on the book before she felt herself being whisked away.