Defying Fate (Hermione/Adrian Pucey)

                                    

                                          
She looked at the boy in-front of her, eyes wide with shock due to the question he just asked her. "Adrian, I can't. My fate is here... I am to work at the ministry, marry whichever Weasley male will have me, and stay rooted here. It's been my future since the day I got my Hogwarts letter. Your fate is to marry whichever pure-blood witch your parents decide on, and then take over your family company. " She tells him, her eyes closing so she wouldn't have to look at him. "Hermione. To hell with fate... We can choose our own fate." he tells her, praying she will agree with him. "Adrian... It's not that simple. My hands are tied, if we do this I have to give up everything I've ever known and so do you. Our family, our friends, our lives." she breathes out, opening her brown eyes so she could gaze into his green ones.  "I'm willing to do that for you... For us." he says to her, still down on one knee in-front if her, a ring extended to her. "Once we do this... no turning back." she finally says to him, extending her hand out to him so he can slip the ring on her finger. 
                          
*Time Skip, Ten Years Later*
                          
Nobody in England had heard from Hermione Granger or Adrian Pucey in nearly eleven years, and honestly people had given up looking for the two of them a while ago, and that was how they liked it. "Love, We got an invitation to Hogwarts ten year reunion for your class... We can take the boys if we decide to go." Adrian says to her, their youngest son clutching to his hip. "Do you think we would even be welcome? We haven't spoken to anyone in almost eleven years, and if we show up with Avery (10), Braxley (8), Callum (6), Damon (4), and Esmund (2) we might give some old friends a few heart attacks." She says to him, her eyes darting over to where her other four sons sat playing a muggle card game. "All the more reason to go." He says to her, his hand moving from his side to rest on her obviously pregnant belly, once his hand reaches its destination he feels a kick. "I think little Miss. Flora  wants us to go." he informs his wife, not missing her smile. "Fine." 
                          
*Time Skip: Three Weeks Later*
                          
Upon arriving at the castle, Adrian and Hermione were told to drop their children off in the muggle studies room with Professor Brown, who would watch the five of them until it was time for their children to be delivered to them later. "You go on, I'll drop the boys off and meet you in a few minuets." Adrian tells her, pushing his wife in the direction of the great hall. Taking a deep breath, she walks through the doors of the great hall and instantly feels eyes shift to look at her. "Is that Granger?" She hears the voice of Draco Malfoy ask one of his friends, and apparently she wasn't the only one who heard him. "Hermione?" Harry Potter calls out from across the hall, his eyes wide with shock and a bit of anger upon seeing his former best friend. She watches him make his way over to her, Ginny and Ron following closely behind him. 
                          
"Where the hell have you been?" He asks her harshly, his eyes moving to her midsection. "I needed to get away." She says simply, bringing her wedding ring clad hand up to rest across her baby bump. "You're married?" Ron asks her dryly. "Yes... Have been since I left England." she tells him, noticing her husband slip into the hall behind Ron and walk over to start a conversation with Malfoy. "Is this your first?" Ginny asks her with a smile, nodding her head towards her baby bump. "No... This is number six." Hermione tells Ginny, watching her eyes widen in horror. "Luna and I each had one and decided two would be enough, how on earth have you managed to put yourself through that five times?" Ginny tells her, not missing Hermiones smile at the mention of Luna Weasley, Ginny's wife. 
                          
Before she can respond, the children are released into the hall to find their parents. Hermione watches with a smile as Avery walks into the hall with Esmund on his hip, while Braxley holds onto one of Callums hands and one of Damon's. Avery spots his mother and leads his brothers over to her. "Mum, can you get him? He's getting a bit heavy." Avery says to her, his arms moving to reach his youngest brother to their mother. Hermione can't even respond to her son before Adrian is beside her, taking Esmund from Avery and turning to his wife with a grin. "Who's this, Hermione?" Ron asks stiffly, nodding his head at the former Slytherin. "This is my husband, Adrian Pucey." she says, watching as Ron turned an ugly shade of red and fled the Great Hall. Once it sinks in what Hermione had just said, Harry leaves off after Ron, not giving her a second glance. 
                          
"So, Hermione... Introduce me to your boys!!" Ginny exclaims, not even saying anything about the fact Hermione had decided to run off and get married. "Well... This is Avery Zane Pucey, that one is Braxley Yeshua Pucey, the next little one over is Callum Xander Pucey, then we have Damon Wyatt Pucey, and then our youngest little man Esmund Vicktor Pucey." Hermione tells Ginny, and then watches as Ginny points to her belly wordlessly. "That little one is the only one, Mione will let me name. Flora Ursa Pucey." Adrian answers for her, smiling the entire time. The rest of the reunion continues quietly, but, at the end of the night  Adrian, Hermione, and their gaggle of boys disappear from England, and are not seen again until September the next year when they see their oldest son off to Hogwarts... Hermione muttering to herself that maybe it was possible to write your own fate. 
                          


                          
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