Time in a bottle

Back to the futute

A/N:  short update today, enjoy!

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Last time ...

  Sighing at the hour, breakfast was in full swing and they had to soon leave the safety of their quarters.

Fully dressed, they looked at each other, dedicating every detail to memory, they eventually left the room and bravely walked towards their future.

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'Ahhh, Miss Mcgonogal, Miss Black just the two I was hoping to see this morning.'

The headmaster said, eyes twinkling behind half moon spectacles.  There was just something behind that smile  that made Hermione feel off.  Realizing what it was she schooled her features, he had been trying to get through her mental walls.  Thanking Merlin for the skills she learned during the war to protect her mind from skilled legilimens, she concentrated on her false thoughts, hiding the truth of her new bonded love.

Hermione knew this was coming but had hoped they had at least a breakfast together. Sorrowful but not willing to show weakness to the great wizard before them she squeezed her wife's hand while the headmaster continued.

'Your Auntie wishes to speak with you in her quarters Miss Mcgonogal, and Miss Black if you would follow me we have much to discuss.'

Gulping at what that meant Narcissa replied.

'Of course headmaster.'

Not willing to go without saying goodbye, Hermione grabbed the slightly shorter woman by the waist and brought her in to a soul searing kiss.  Leaning their foreheads together, eyes closed Hermione whispered, 'I'll see you soon Cissy, be brave for me.'  Placing once last chaste kiss on her lips they parted ways to what sounded like the old man muttering:

'Ahh to be young and in love'

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Hermione rounded the corner and cast a disillusionment charm and leaned against the wall, head back tears flowing down her face.  Her heart broke for what her wife and...son...were about to go through. 

It seemed that the Elves had moved the girls to their bed the previous night, time had frozen during their ceremony and they awoke what was to them 3 days, but in truth was 4 hours.

In that time they spoke about much, shared much love, and talked about their son.  Hermione slowly began to fall in love with her son, reconciling her wife's still flat abdomen and the boy and man she knew.  A victim of his upbringing, in which she was sad to say she had no part in, she forgave the boy for their past transgressions.  Resolute in fixing their relationship in the future, and promising to save the both of them from Lucius once back in their timeline.  If what the elves and Dragon had told them to be true, their bond would register with the ministry instantly when Hermione returned, as well as the wiped memories of those they encountered.  Their black, magical wedding bands would also appear to everyone and they could finally be together.

Hermione knew she could not tell her wife about the torture at the hands of her sister in-law, as well as other things to come, but they spoke of dreams together and she answered as many questions she deemed to not interfere too much with the timeline. 

Ten minutes had past as she collected herself, pushing off the wall she walked towards her future away from the past. 

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