Love Through My Memories

Chapter 2: Settling Down

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Anything! I just own Belle(Draco's owl) and Parts of the storyline. Everything else is owned by J.!

Sorry for the short first chapter.. The story will mostly be in Draco/ Hermione's point of view. But there might be changes.. Pls comment and vote!

Hermione P.O.V

I waited outside the delivery room for nearly two hours. Molly had fallen asleep by the time the doctor came out. It was my friend, Healer Jones. He gave me a huge smile as he walked away and I knew that everything was alright. I sighed in relief as I woke Ginny's mother up and walked into the ward. Harry was grinning from ear to ear while Ginny held the little bundle of joy in her arms. Harry sent more patronuses to many other people and within 20 minutes, the room was so crowded that the other healers had to usher them out and guard the door to make sure that no more than 5 of them could enter at a time.

They decided to name their baby boy after Harry's father and godfather. Thus, the newborn was officially named James Sirius Potter. Molly and Arthur(Ginny's dad) were crying tears of joy while Fred and George were busy trying to determine if the boy would end up as a reckless rule-breaker like his namesakes or if he would be 'prefect' material. We laughed and laughed at their constant jokes about the odd time that the baby choose to be born.

After spending what should have been our 'waking hours' in the hospital, everyone soon left the happy couple and their son to rest while we made our way to catch up for some lost sleep. I walked into my office and sent a note to Healer Jones that I would not be coming in for work today unless there was an emergency. With that, I left once more for my home.

I took a long, hot bath to unwind myself and then slipped into a wonderful slumber on my huge, velvety bed.

Draco P.O.V

I was back in London. After 6 years of hiding from the public eye, I was back. I made my way to my old house, the place which held so many of my childhood memories, the place which brought back so many bad memories. But my mother was here. She was the only reason why I agreed to stay here instead of finding myself another house. As I walked into the huge wrought iron gates, a sense of nostalgia hit me and I found myself dreading to walk on but I dragged myself through the French doors and into the oversized manor I once called home.

I walked into what used to be the entrance hall which was covered in portraits of my dear ancestors but now, it was entirely different. It was covered with wall paintings of castles and fields which gave it a joyous atmosphere. I walked further in into the west wing which used to be mine and I found that almost everything there had been redecorated. It was beautiful! The dull grey walls of my room were now covered with paintings of the sky and birds, which were my favourite animals. The green Malfoy crest bedspread was now gone, replaced with a light blue one. And everything was just like I wanted it to be.

I walked down into the Drawing room which I had nicknamed 'torture chamber' as all the torturing of muggle-borns took place there. It no longer had purple walls with a huge chandelier but had glass walls which were charmed to look like the view of the gardens outside. There were a few sofas around the fireplace at the end of the room and it was only then did I notice that I was not alone. My mother was sitting on one of the luxurious maroon couches and looking at me calmly. I walked to her and we hugged for a long time. We sat in silence for a while, each of us taking in every detail of the other, before my mother broke the silence.

"Draco dear, I feel sure that you have seen the rooms. I redecorated them after your father died in Azkaban. I just didn't want to live in the memory of all the blood that had been shed here. I'm so glad you decided to come back. You will be playing for the English team then?"

I nodded as I looked around and was shocked when a house elf entered the room carrying a tray of biscuits and some tea. I turned to my mother for an explanation. After all the change in the manor, I didn't think that she would still enslave the house elves to serve her. But before I said anything, she said, "They're all free. They choose to work here and I pay them, generously. But they refuse to except more than 10 galleons a month. We've about 5 elves and they have the whole East wing to themselves." My jaw dropped and I soon forgot how to close my mouth and my mother laughed a soft musical laugh as I tried to figure out how to close it.

My mother and I soon caught up and started talking about other things and soon, I was completely settled in my new home. I was pleased that it no longer brought back the horrible old memories. But on the downside, I often got lost.

Hermione P.O.V

I awoke to the loud hooting of Godric, my owl, who apparently had a letter for me. I gave him some treats before pulling out the parchment and reading it:

Dearest Hermione,

We're so glad that you came last night. We know it was horrid timing(even without Fred and George's constant reminder). Hope you had a good rest. Just wanted to let you know that Ginny and I have left the hospital and have moved into Potter Manor. Apparently there's a very strong Fidelius Charm on it which won't break even if the previous owner died(which happened to be my dad and I had to get him to write me a letter through Dumbledore's portrait to let me know where it is). So anyway, I'll let you know the address at the end of the letter. We'd like you to come over for tea tomorrow. The Weasley family will be there. Mind, the house is larger than Malfoy Manor and I'm sure the all the Weasleys could fit in there and there'd still be loads of space! Anyway, Ginny asked me to invite you to come and live here if you like. We'd love to have you here! But, of course, it's up to you. Well, I've gotta go play with James now. See you tomorrow!

The Potter Manor can be found at Tinworth, Cornwall, England.

P.S. The house is rather near to Bill and Fleur's. Hope you find it easy!

Best Regards,

Harry

Hermione smiled and looked around for some spare bit of parchment and a quill. She wrote back her reply saying that she'll be there the day after but she'd need to reconsider moving in. She didn't want to intrude on the happy family. She tied the parchment to Godric's leg and sent him off. She smiled to herself once more and then proceeded to make herself a sumptuous lunch.

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