Complicated Love (Dramione)

The Wake

After the funeral everyone returned to the house Teddy had bought for Christmas. When Minerva walked in she missed everything they had had. There was a picture on the mantel of her, Teddy and Remus when she was pregnant.

Minerva missed being pregnant; she missed having her daughter alive inside her.

Molly pushed Minerva's chair to one side of the room.

"Arthur took this picture and I thought you might like it." Molly said, handing Minerva a framed photo.

Minerva looked at the picture, she barely remembered this being taken, it was she, Teddy, Remus and baby Molly, her and Teddy were crying but it was still a beautiful picture.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley, this is amazing." Minerva said as Mrs. Weasley bent down to give her a hug. Minerva rolled her chair over to the mantel and placed the picture of them right beside the other. It was a sad sight, yet so beautiful.

Minerva and most of the other women were sitting in the living room chatting when they heard a commotion coming from the kitchen, Hermione was first to her feet and she brought her daughter in to see what was going on, and what they saw was not good.

Harry had his arms around Ron while Teddy was trying to pull Draco back; both men were trying to curse each other, unsuccessfully.

"What's going on?!" Hermione asked them, shocked.

"A bit of a fight started over you I'm afraid Hermione." Harry said as he tried to wrestle Ron's wand from his hand.

"Stop it both of you!" Hermione shouted, stepping in between the two men.

Draco was the first to relax, Ron quickly followed suit.

"What on earth started this?" Hermione asked them both.

"Weasley said you never loved me!" Draco shouted, glaring at Ron over Hermione's shoulder.

"And he said I was second choice!" Ron bellowed back, his face as red as his hair once again.

"Stop it both of you. I did love you Draco, but that was a long time ago, we have both moved on. Ron of course you weren't second choice, I have always loved you, even if I didn't know it at first." Hermione said, taking her husband's hand and smiling at him. Eventually Ron's face retuned to its normal color.

"Look Weasley. Ron. I'm sorry ok? And Hermione, I'm sorry I was such a jerk that you couldn't love me." Draco said. A few years ago they would have thought he was lying but he was being genuine, and Minerva knew this. Minerva had heard all about her father's many thoughts and mistakes but she also knew that none of them mattered any more, she still loved her dad.

Draco offered his hand to Ron who, to everyone's surprise, took it with a kind smile.

An hour later everyone was sitting in the living room, reminiscing about Hogwarts in Minerva's mothers day. It was interesting to hear all about it, Teddy and Remus especially loved it when they talked about their third year.

"Why didn't you tell us Hermione?" Ginny asked Hermione suddenly.

"Yeah we could have helped." Harry said kindly.

Hermione looked at her best friends and husband, knowing that they were most hurt that she never told them; they felt she didn't trust them enough.

"I'm sorry, I was frightened, and I didn't want to tell anyone, only my grandma needed to know." Hermione said sadly.

"Where is Professor McGonagall anyway?" asked Ginny, suddenly bringing it to everyone’s attention.

"She came to visit me in the hospital the second she heard about the baby, she said she had to go away for a while, she wouldn't say where though." Minerva piped in, suddenly feeling a little worried about her granny; it wasn't like her to miss such things.

"I'm sure she'll be back soon." Said Mrs. Weasley happily, obviously seeing the worried expression on Minerva's face.

"So anyway guys, have you thought of a name for the baby yet?" Harry asked them with a sad smile.

"Yes actually, Minerva thought of a really good name for her." Teddy said, taking his wife's hand.

"Go on then." said Arthur with a smile.

"We've decided to call her Molly, there is no nicer or stronger a person for our daughter to be named after, and we think she needed a good, strong name, she is after all our first daughter." Minerva said, smiling at Mrs. Weasley.

Mrs. Weasley shed tears of happiness when she heard this.

"Thank you." She said to them, dragging them both into bone crushing embraces full of warmth and sanctity.