Sorry for the loooooooooooong wait. :(( It looks like every time a make plans to write, something happens. It's miracle that I managed to finish the chapter today, because first my niece started playing games on the computer and she kept asking me what she had to do and disrupted my thoughts, and then my boyfriend came and I could no longer write. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy it although the fighting scene is pretty bad. Also to those who I know that they read the story, please review because it won't kill you. The more reviews I get the faster I update.

24. Even more enemies

Monica woke up with a start. Once again she needed to go to the bathroom. It was the second time that night. It was still dark outside so she turned on her bed lamp and looked at the watch. It was 6:30. She grumbled as she put her head back in the pillow. She stayed like that for a few moments and went to the bathroom. When she returned she sat on her bed. She knew it was pointless to try to fall asleep again. She was far to worried about her grandfather. Part of her wanted to go out of the room and check if he had retuned but the other part didn't want because she was almost sure he hadn't returned. In the end she stood up and went to search for him. Just as she expected it, she hadn't found him or D'Artagnan. Where could they be?

She was starting to feel hungry and so she went to the kitchen. She sat lonely at the table and ate some cookies with raisins that she had made the previous day in a desperate attempt to keep her mind busy, and drank a large mug of milk. After this she returned to her room. Feeling her lips dry and sour she put her hand in her coat pocket to take her lip balm and there she found a piece of paper. She remembered that Thomas had given it to her the previous night. She opened it and read it.

Robert Smith. He works at St.Thomas's Hospital. Go to The Leaky Cauldron and from there you can take bus 344. Get down at Lambeth Road and from there you'll have to walk another fifteen minutes. He expects you at 11 o'clock so I advice you to leave at 10 to be sure you get there in time. You'll find him at the second floor, room 102.

She decided to go. She was very curious to know what gender her children were. She hoped they would be a boy and a girl. It was hers and Radu's dream. She already knew how she would name them: Eric and Kate. She looked at her watch again. It was only 7:30. She took a book and sat on windowsill waiting for the others to wake up. She didn't have to wait for to long as she heard foot steps on the corridor. Her heart started to beat fast as she hoped it was her grandfather. She closed the book and went out the room. There was no one on the corridor. She frowned and asked one of the paintings.

"Was there someone here earlier?" The painting decided to pretend not to hear her. Angrily Monica turned to another painting. "Has anyone been here?" Still no answers. The girl cursed the paintings in her mind.

"Have you no shame? The girl asked you something?" Said a grave woman voice. It was the painting of a lady named Mary-Elisabeth, that Monica had come to like. Her painting was in the living room and the girl would sometime go there and talk to her. But although the lady was nice and talkative she refused to answers the girl's questions about Ancalime, Keanu and even those about her grandmother who's name she didn't even know. Every time Monica would ask her about them, the woman's eyes would turn sad and she would murmur "One day you'll know…but not now."

"It was Hermione." The lady said. "She went downstairs." The girl's face saddened. "Thanks." She said disappointed as she went towards the stairs.

"I'm sure he's fine." The lady said trying to reassure her.

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It was 10:30 and Monica together with the rest of the group were walking slowly thru the busy street. They all decided to go with her to the doctor saying that they are all curious about the gender of the children, but the girl didn't believe them entirely. She was sure that one of the reasons for which they came with her, was the article in the newspaper. Like she was going to meet a wizard on that crowded street who would jump at her revealing what they were to all those muggles. But she didn't mind it. She didn't want to go alone. Their really short visit to The Leaky Cauldron didn't pass unnoticed. The moment the few people saw them, they started to murmur and give them suspicious glances.

Suddenly Monica stopped as she saw the figure of a young man. He was at about fifteen meters from her. She caught Luna by her hand, dragging the girl into a bookshop. Amazed, the others followed the girls. Monica stopped only at the end of the book shop.

"What's going on?" Ginny asked.

"Nothing…" The girl answered distracted.

"Monica." Hermione said pointedly.

"I thought I saw someone…" She said in a low voice. She was attentive to whether the shop's door opened or not.

"So?" Harry asked.

"It's just someone I hoped I would never have to see again."

"Who?"

The girl didn't get to answer as the shop door opened.

"Shit!" She whispered as she took a random book in her hands. She could hear foot steps coming towards them.

"Monica…" Neville said.

"Not now." The girl answered back. Whoever it was, was now close to them.

"But…" This time the boy earned himself a dirty look from the girl. The foot steps stopped and a man spoke with a very bad English accent.

"Monica?"

The girl cursed in her mind. She turned around fainting surprise.

"Goran!"

The man gave her a dashing smile as he took off his cap, revealing his dark curls. At this all the girls except Monica, smiled admiringly. The boys on the other hand, gave him dirty looks the he chose to ignore. He reminded them of a dark haired version of Lockhart.

"How small is the world?" The girl said with a sweet voice, that didn't characterize her at all.

"Yes."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm a tour guide."

"Really?" the girl asked with fake interest. "I though you were tour guide in Greece."

"Ah, yes… I decided to make a change. It was getting boring."

"Yes I understand." The girl said. Tired of fat old age women, aren't you? Searching for some fresh meet. The girl though.

"What about you?"

"Oh… I'm visiting some old friends."

"And who are these delightful young ladies?" He asked. The girls turned red. By this time the boys looked like they were ready to kill.

You'd like them, wouldn't you? "They are Hermione, Ginny and Luna." She said pointing each girl. "And they are their boyfriends: Ron, Harry and Neville." The man looked disappointed for a moment. He looked at the book in her hand and a smile curled on his lips.

"So you're pregnant. I'm sure you'll learn a lot of things from that book."

Monica looked at the book and turned bright red as she realized what she had taken. The book was called "Sex positions for pregnant women". Before she had the chance to deny her pregnancy, he added.

"Now that I look at you I can't believe I didn't notice this before. It suits you perfectly." He added smiling. This was a lie because due to her thick coat, you couldn't see that His last statement angered her to no ends. She gave him dirty glares that he seemed not to notice. She forced herself to say thank you, although she could swear that wasn't meant to be a compliment.

"So where is your boyfriend?" Goran asked.

"He…he's home. He's sick." The girl lied lamely.

Feeling the tension growing, Harry decided to interfere.

"Errr…Monica, we should go or we'll be late."

"Ah, yes. I wished we could have talked more but we need to go." The girl said and turned around to put the book back into the shelf. As she turned to leave she felt a pair of lips touching her lips. She took a step back as she realized what had happened, and the next moment, Harry's fist collided with Goran's nose, which started to bleed.

The young man turned in anger preparing himself to hit Harry, but this time he got a painful slap over the face from Monica. The girl raised her hand to slap him again but this time he caught her hand. The next moment, everybody started to hit him, but the fight didn't last long as the bookshop's owner interfered.

"Stop! Everybody stop!" At this everybody stopped. The owner asked Monica. "Miss, are you alright?"

"Yes." She answered back angrily.

"I've seen everything, and if you want I'll call the police."

"No!" She answered back desperately. "Really, it's not necessary. " She continued trying to sound calm.

"But Miss, he…"

"Really sir, I'm fine. Thank you very much for your help. Have a nice day." With this, she stormed out of the shop followed by the others.

"Monica, we should have waited for the police." Hermione said.

"And what? What if they asked for my address? How do you think it would have looked if I gave them an address that doesn't exist?" Monica answered back angrily. The other girl bit her lip as she realized that she was right. Suddenly, the sound of an alarm could be heard coming from the bookshop. The noise gathered many passersby.

"It looks that you were right Hermione. Those muggle antitheft thingies are really good." Ron said with a satisfied face.

"What?" Hermione asked confused.

"I put a small book in his pocket when nobody watched."

This brought a big smile on Monica's face. "Ron, you're a genius! He,he… I'm curious how he'll get out of this."

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but it seems that you're not that stupid after all." Ginny said smiling.

"Hey, be careful what you say to my boyfriend." Hermione blushed as she realized what she had said.

"I never thought you were stupid." Luna said dreamily.

"You did it, mate." Harry said putting his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Errr…what exactly happened?" Neville asked confused.

"Well, dear Ron here, put a book in Goran's pocket and when he tried to leave, the antitheft alarm rang and now the police is going to come. He'll have a hard time to explain what the book was doing in his pocket." Monica explained smiling. As she said this, a police car passed next to them. "We should hurry, in case the shop keeper will mention about the fight."

As they walked Harry asked.

"What was that all about?"

"Oh that…" the girl scowled " I met the guy last year in Greece. He was the tour guide for the Serbian group and a ladies' entertainer as my parents said. Although at the time he was thirty three, he managed to hook up with a fifteen year old girl." Everybody looked scandalized at hearing this. "Don't worry, nothing happened."

"How do you know that?" Hermione asked revolted.

"Because guys like him, once they get what they want, they leave the girl. And they were together until we left. Anyway, he managed to annoy me a lot because every time he had the chance, he started hitting on me and all because the first time I saw him, just like every other girl, I was mesmerized by him. I regain quickly after it, but it was to late as he had noticed that. He didn't dare to do that in front of my parents but my parents noticed that, but because they didn't know the whole story, they didn't take it serious. On the contrary, they used to make fun of me. Then one day, on a boat trip he came to me and we had a short talk and he bent over me and the next moment I felt his lips on mines. I remained paralyzed. I just couldn't believe that he had done that. Good thing that one of the girls came to me, saying that my parents wanted to talk to me. That was a lie. She had seen the whole thing and decided to get me out of there. Good thing she did or else I might have thrown him overboard. My parents never knew about this. My father is a peaceful person, and he doesn't get into arguments with people, but I think that if I would have told him about this, he would have gotten himself into a fight. Only once have I seen dad really angry, and trust me, it's not a nice sight."

"The bastard!" Harry concluded.

"Indeed, he is…" The girl agreed slowly.

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They were on their way back to the Leaky Cauldron. They were all in a good mood as the doctor's news were good. The babies were healthy and just as Monica had wished, they were a boy and a girl. They were talking merrily as they opened the door of the old pub. Their smiles vanished as they saw the room filled with Aurors. Among them there was Kingsley Shacklebolt. He was the one who spoke.

"Miss. Silverwhite, please follow us to the Minister of Magic, to answer some questions."

Without thinking, the girl took out her wand, and so did the others. She didn't like this at all.

"What kind of questions?"

"Miss, put that wand down and let the children go." This time spoke another Auror spoke.

"And what if we don't want to leave her?" Harry asked defying.

"It's clear that she has bewitched them. Imperius charm for sure." Yet another Auror spoke. Meanwhile Monica counted fifteen Aurores. It wasn't impossible to fight them but it was going to be pretty hard although, she hoped they wouldn't have to do that.

"Let's not jump to conclusion before we analyze this." Kinksley said calmly.

"Analyze what? She's his daughter!"

Monica was desperately trying to find a way out. They needed a distraction to run out of the door an disapparate immediately. There was no doubt that they had put an antidisapparating charm.

"Oh… I see… you're not here to take me for some questions, but to arrest me and send me to Azakaban without a trial. You chose the wrong day to do that." And just as she finished her words, Harry sent a charm that made the large wooden chandelier fall in front of the Aurrors, making the dust rise in a big thick cloud. Luna, who was closer to the door, opened it, but was surprised to see other ten Aurores outside who raised their wands menacingly, forcing them to back away. Suddenly, a binding spell flew pass Monica, hitting Hermione who fell to the ground unable to move.

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER!!!" Ron yelled angrily and sent a stunning spell towards the Auror who had sent the previous spell, hitting him in the chest. With this the fight started. The teens were in a really bad situation. They were surrounded and had no place to hide.

"Eagis!" Monica shouted and a golden light surrounded the teens, protecting them from all the spells. "Think of something, "the girl whispered " I won't be able to hold them for long."

Hermione raised her wand (Ron had set her free.) and some of the large wooden tables flew to them, knocking down some of the Aurores, and arranged themselves in a circle around the children forming a shield. They all ducked behind them but Monica found it difficult because of her large abdomen.

"What are we going to do now?" Ginny asked before sending a spell. No one answered her question. They were all to busy sending spells towards the approaching Aurores to think of something. It was clear that the wooden tables would not last for long. Already one of the tables started to smoke.

"You should have gone without me." Monica said ducking from another spell. She was getting really tired.

"No, we stay together no matter what." Neville said forcefully.

At this Monica smiled sadly at them.

"Incendio!' Someone shouted and one of the tables burst in flames.

"Aguamenti!" Luna, Neville and Ginny shouted extinguishing the fire. This gave Monica an idea. She scanned the room and saw Kingsley in the far corner of the room sending spells towards his colleagues, nobody noticing that because of the chaos. With a quick move of her wand, two tables flew towards him, forming a shield.

"Duck and after I say the spell, run!" Monica said to the others. "Focusflagrum!" A thin long flame burst from the tip of the girl's wand. She swung it and all the Aurores hit by it screamed and fell on their back in pain. At the same time Hermione sent the tables around them, flying liberating their way. The tables hit some of the still standing Aurores. With this they all ran towards the door. Just when Luna opened the door, Monica screamed as one of the Aurores had caught her and held her arms tightly. She was trying to fight back but she no longer had the power to do that. She could feel her head spin around because of the exhaustion.

Taking a good aim, Harry yelled. "Sectusempra!" The man let go of the girl screaming in pain as deep cuts ran over his body. His blood was all over the girl who stand there, too tired to do anything. Harry ran to her taking her arm and dragging her out where they disapparated to the manor.

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