Ironically, I am watching the movie that inspired this chapter. Not The Swan Princess, but Where the Heart is. I don't own any of those or Harry Potter. SO don't sue me. This is the last chapter. I am sad to see it end. But I am starting a new one soon, I just have to figure out which idea I want to go with. Enjoy!

I can do this. I can. I rule Great Britain. I battled Voldemort since I was eleven. I was top of my class in Hogwarts. I managed to keep two very big secrets. How was it that I was afraid to face him? It had been almost twelve years since I'd seen him and I was scared to death.

I walked up to his front door and paused before I knocked. I couldn't do this. Who was I kidding? I lied to him. I dumped our child on him. He probably hates me.

I walked away but went back. He loves me. He'll forgive. I raised my hand to knock but hesitated again.

I wouldn't forgive myself. Once he heard what I did, he would hate me for the rest of my life and I would never see him again. I wouldn't tell him.

But then again, if I don't tell him, I'll never see him again anyway. It's a lose-lose situation for me. On the bright side, he may forgive me. Either that or he'll slam the door in my face and slip a note underneath the door that says he never wants to see me again. Then I could be banned from my daughter and never see both of them again. I couldn't live with myself then. Who was I kidding?

I turned around to leave when I realized I dropped the keys to my car on the front porch. I picked up my keys when I heard the lock click. I burst down the steps and had almost made it to my car when a hand stopped me.

"Hermione, what are you doing here?" I'd know that voice anywhere. Like in a cheesy romantic movie, I turned around slowly and looked at his handsome features. He hadn't shaved yet this morning and there was stubble on his chin. His hair hadn't been cut in quite awhile and it hung over his eyes in a fresh, 'I just woke up' look. I found him irresistible and had to hold myself down to keep me from jumping on him and ravishing him in the yard.

"I came…" I couldn't do it, I had told myself. But seeing him had given me a strange confidence that made me feel like I could do anything. All I had had of him for the last twelve years was a photo of him and me at someplace some summer. I couldn't quite remember when but it wasn't important. It was all I had of him, and it was barely enough. Seeing him now was like taking a cool drink of water after being in the desert for a hundred years. I felt as if I could fly. (Which was possible but I didn't want to ruin the moment.)

"I came to tell you I lied."

"About what? When?"

"When I told you that I'd call. I lied, Draco, I didn't call." He looked at me with confusion, then recognition hit his face.

"Draco." A women's voice came out from the house as I froze, "who is it?"

"Never mind, just forget it." I climbed into my car and sped down the road, heading towards my house as memories flooded my mind.

Flashback

I felt terrible, having this thing inside me and not being able to remember anything about her father. I was eight months pregnant and I felt dead. The baby never moved, never kicked or tumbled or anything. It was very peaceful. I hated it. My back was sore, I couldn't see my feet and I was fat. I hated being fat. I was rustling through some old things, trying to find anything that could help me remember when I found it.

It was a picture of me and Draco at what looked to be a baseball park when we were about thirteen. I was wearing a cap and a jersey and I was smiling like there was no tomorrow. Draco was smiling to but you could tell he was upset about it. Something in my eyes told me I was upset also.

Something clicked in my mind that I should know who he is and that's when the baby kicked, and I knew, even if I had no remembrance of her father, I loved her, but I had to give her up.

End Flashback

I stepped into the shower and let the cool water run down my skin. I scrubbed my hair and skin when I saw tin y scratch marks where Draco grabbed me. I leaned against the shower stall and sobbed, trying to let the water wash away any bad memories I had. Instead, it brought them back.

Flashback

I was in a plaid hospital gown, lying on an uncomfortable bed with a needle in my back. Even though it was supposed to take away the pain, it didn't take away the pain in my heart. I knew I had to give it up, for she deserved to be with someone who could love her and tell her things about their past. I had written the letter and Callia was all set to take her once she was released from the hospital.

I had no idea what to name her so I left that up to him as well. I felt awful about dumping all this on him and not even warning him, but it was the right thing to do.

"PUSH!" I pushed as hard as I could and felt a little pressure on my lower back.

"I can see the head!" the nurse shouted happily. "One more push and you should be home free."

I pushed and something inside me popped. Memories flushed through my mind. I saw Draco and I dancing and kissing and spending time together. I saw Harry and Ron and a troll. I remembered Hogwarts and my parents and everything that I could. So many things flashed through my mind that I couldn't take it, and passed out.

I woke up two weeks later with my memory restored and my baby gone along with my heart.

End Flashback

I dressed with a heavy heart and ordered some Chinese food. I watched a little TV and cried myself to sleep. I was jogged awake by the doorbell. Assuming it was the Chinese food, I opened the door.

"How much will it co…" I looked up to a flushed Draco.

"I…couldn't…apparate…so…I…ran…" He said between breaths. I found it rather cute but I tried not to smile.

"I had a conference with one of Isabella's teachers. We were having a breakfast meeting 'cause she had to leave at ten." I nodded feeling like an idiot.

"What did you men?"

"What?"

"When you said you lied."

"I remember you."

"What? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Draco, honestly. I didn't tell you about her and then I dump her on you. You were the most eligible bachelor and I had a country to run. I didn't want you to be tied up. You're not one to follow, you're a leader. I just wanted you to have something better…"

"Something better than you? Hermione, there isn't anything better than you."

That was about the time he kissed me.

The End

Tear. It's over. Tell me if you like it. I really like this chapter. Based on movie. I suggest you watch it. It's really good. I'm watching a sad part right now. It's definitely not a comedy. It's sad but happy at the same time. Man my back hurts.

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