Bellamione - Last Hope (English Version)

Chapter 1

It's been 4 months now and Hermione hasn't seen Bellatrix again.

Hermione P.O.V.:

The time passed first hardly and then in flight. I was back at the Burrow, Harry and Ron have disappeared. They just left without me.

I really wanted to hunt the Horcruxes. But Harry and Ron had forbidden it to me. They both knew about me and Bellatrix, they both didn't think it was bad, which surprised me a lot about Ron. They were both the only ones who knew my biggest secret.

I couldn't tell anyone, although the Order knew. You can see it pretty clearly now, after all I'm already in the sixth month now.

Somehow I had gotten pregnant from Bella. I had gone through all sorts of books. But the same answer everywhere.

It is possible for a witch to become pregnant by another witch if they genuinely love each other. And they always have to, no matter how much you enchant them. Then a child can arise in the womb of a witch.

I couldn't do anything with it. Otherwise I could suck knowledge out of every book. But that short passage completely confused me.

I threw the book on my bed and got up. Walked towards the door and quietly opened it. I went into the bathroom. It's 2:30 p.m. I was currently either staying alone or with Nym and Teddy. I brush my teeth with a flick of my wand. After a look in the mirror I didn't even try to tame my hair. Before I went downstairs I went back to my room to change.

I went into the living room in a Gryffindor shirt and comfortable pregnancy leggings (don't know if you spell it that way) from Nym.

Nym sat on the sofa with Teddy in her arms. When she saw me she smiled. "Mione how nice that you come down again." I smiled slightly and sat down next to her.

"Give him to me he will sleep on my arm too. You should get some rest." She looked at me as if I'd just said Voldemort was the father of my baby. "I'm wide awake and fit and fine..." I didn't let her finish. "I see your dark circles every morning, they almost reach your chin. You hide them from the others with your Metha powers, but not from me."

She nodded. "Fine. But I'll sleep here on the sofa and if he gets too much for you wake me up." I took him from her arms. "Of course."

I sat down comfortably and listened to the voices in the kitchen.

After a short while, Nymphadora fell asleep next to me. I smiled.

/No. She's not tired at all. Oh Nym/ In the kitchen I heard the voices of Kingsley, Remus and Artuhr. I wasn't interested in their conversation until I heard my name. It sounded like there were fighting.

Kingsley: "I think Hermione should tell us who the father is."

Arthur: "Yes she should."

Remus: "Yes, but she's 17 and can make her own decisions."

Kingsley: "Why do you think she doesn't tell us?"

Arthur: "I don't know...but maybe because it's a Death Eater's kid. Malfoy?"

I was shocked. Arthur had no idea how close he was to the truth. Luckily Remus saved me.

Remus: "Or she thinks it's none of our business because a muggle is the father. OR she doesn't want to tell us because it's her business and none of our business. Also, she might be embarrassed about being pregnant so early. I mean she is 17."

Molly: "Now the poor girl leave you alone. You said yourself she's an adult. So she's old enough to make her own decisions."

Kingsley : "You're right"

Arthur: "true sorry honey"

All I could remember was Molly's sentence then I seem to have fallen asleep.

Remus P.O.V.:

Molly looked at me seriously. "Remus, maybe you should go into the living room. It's so quiet there." Everyone listened. "That's right, I'll check." Pushing my chair back, I stood up, walked into the living room and couldn't help but grin. Hermione was sitting on the sofa with her godson Teddy in her arms and my Nymphadora snuggled up to her. All three asleep.

I turned and looked into the kitchen. "Take a look at this." Kingsley and Arthur stood up while Molly put the towel down by the sink. Standing next to me, Arthur was silent, Molly an "aw" and Kingsley a "I hope she didn't overhear conversation." I rolled my eyes slightly at his comment.

A few hours later:

Hermione P.O.V.:

I picked Teddy up and ran with him to Remus, who immediately took him from me. Just to give me his you-shouldn't-lift-him look again. I smiled and went to the kitchen. After I woke up with Teddy we played for hours. Until about 20 minutes ago when Nym finally woke up she got ready. But only because her little beast, as Fred always calls him, was dying to play with her and Remus.

Molly was sitting in the kitchen making tea. She smiled when she saw me. "Honey, do you two want some tea too?" I mentally shook my head, I hated it when she wasn't with me but with me and the baby. I told her so, "Molly! You know I don't like it when you ..." She shook her head. "It's okay! It's okay! So, would you like some tea?" I nodded. "Yes, yes I would like." She smiled and flicked her wand, prompting a steaming cup of ginger tea.

As we sipped our cups of tea in silence, it grew darker and darker outside. At some point, Remus and Nymphadora also said goodbye to go to their room with Teddy.

After they left, Molly gave me a reproachful look. "Hermione, I want to know who the father is, because if Ron is the father..." I sighed. "Molly, Ron isn't the father. I won't tell you either, and why I won't tell you."

Suddenly there was a bang outside as if someone had apperated here. I went to the door with my wand drawn. When Remus and Thonks came down the stairs. Nym had her wand out as well, while Remus held Teddy in his arms.

I opened the door and a few feet away stood Narcissa. I hurriedly approached her. The "Hermione what are you doing?" I skillfully ignored. As I stood in front of her, I heard a desperate "mine" from her mouth.

I took another step towards her. She raised her hands and placed them on my cheeks. Tears rolled from both of our eyes. She whispered, "Mine! Mine you're alive! Please. Please help me and Draco we have to go!?" Her lips were trembling at the same time. I nodded and she hugged me.

In that moment everything came back up. The memories we shared, the sadness, the friendship, the trust. And that's exactly why I saw a few short, small memories in front of my inner eye.

Flashback:

So... this was the first chapter. How'd you like it?

I hope we read next week together again.

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