Complicated Love (Dramione)

Grandma

"What? How is that possible?" Hermione asked, she couldn’t get her head around this.

McGonagall took Hermione's arm and lead her into an empty classroom. They both sat down.

"When I was in my 20s I met a muggle, he was the most wonderful man i had ever met, but he was quite refined, he would never have believed me if I told him I was a witch. The night before our wedding I ran away, I couldn't lie to him anymore."

"Where did you go?" Hermione asked, now deeply engrossed in her story.

"I went to the leaky cauldron. I stayed there for a while, a few weeks after I arrived I found out that I was pregnant."

"You must have been terrified." Hermione said.

"Yes i was, but they I gave birth to two beautiful twin girls, and I loved them both with all my heart, even though one of them was a squib."

"My mother." said Hermione.

"Yes. When the twins were 10 I was approached at my home by death eaters, they were recruiting for Lord Voldemort. I knew they wouldn't be safe with me now, so I wiped their memories, sent them to orphanages, but I decided to give your mother to a muggle orphanage as she could easily pass for a muggle and that way she would be the safest."

"So you still loved them?"

"Oh course I did, I still do. I watched their lives develop, I watched them grow up, have children of their own, watched their children getting their Hogwarts letters." she smiled.

"So you saw me?" Hermione asked, she was beginning to feel a little better about the whole situation.

"Yes, I have watched over you and your cousin closely, trying to protect you the best I could."

"But who is my cousin, who is my mum's sister?"

"My other daughter is called Alice, and my grandson is Neville Longbottom."

"Wait, Neville's my cousin?" asked Hermione, completely gob smacked. She hadn't had so many surprises in one day.

"Yes, and I love you both so much." She said.

"Does Neville know?" Hermione asked her.

"Not yet, but Hermione wee are straying off the point, dear you are pregnant!"

"I know, what am I going to do?" asked Hermione, putting her head in her hands, starting to cry.

McGonagall got up and went over to her granddaughter, putting her hand on her back.

"I think I have an idea, but it will take some sacrifice on your part."

"Anything!" Hermione cried.

"Ok darling, well I have a spell that can hide the bump, then when the time is right I will bring you to St. Mungo's, you shall have the baby and then your parents can look after it, your mother will look after the baby no problem, she has a kind heart." she said

"Ok, it's going to be so hard letting go though isn't it." Hermione asked, tears in her eyes.

"Yes it is baby." McGonagall said, putting her arms around Hermione and her granddaughter melted into them.

Hermione hated this. She walked around the castle for the next while, having to leave suddenly between classes to throw up, and people were starting to talk. They were speaking jokingly that she might be pregnant but a few months later when she showed no signs they stopped talking.

But Hermione was still pregnant, she had a hard time hiding it, every night she went to see McGonagall who renewed the spell, but the problem with the spell was it just made the bump invisible, it was still there, so if someone bumped into her they would feel it, if she hugged someone they would feel it. So Hermione tried to distance herself as much as possible from her friends, she still hung out with them but she never let them hug her. In a way she actually felt quite lonely even though she would obviously never be alone for a while, she would always have that little person with her. And no matter how much she tried not to, she couldn't help but love the child growing inside her, and she dreaded the day it would no longer be there and she would have to let it go.