The Scorpions Kiss
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
7,655
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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Chapter 16
JK Rowling owns Harry Potter much to everyone’s delight.
Chapter 16- Goblins and Werewolves
Harry and Ron had organized a team of Aurors to search the catacombs and crypts of the graveyard they had visited that eerie night in Romania. They had still not been able to put all the pieces neatly into a puzzle that made sense, but the muggle-born killings had not ceased and they could wait no longer. Harry went to meet Ginny for lunch, figuring it may their last chance to spend any time together before he was off on assignment with Ron. He met her in Diagon Alley at the Leaky Cauldron. Ginny looked fresh and lively and Harry longed to just sweep her off her feet and make love to her all day long, forgetting his worries for just one day, but he couldn’t. The Daily Prophet had run daily stories about Harry Potter’s on the job performance in the muggle-born witch murders case. Public opinion was at an all time low for poor Harry and the other aurors working the case. Something had to, and needed to break this case wide open. Lucius had eluded them thus far and Harry was growing weary that they would ever catch him before all the muggle-born witches were dead. He had pieced together enough information to figure out that Lucius and the dementors that he controlled were targeting only muggle-born female witches but why not the males as well? He and Ron had stayed up late nights contemplating this theory to no avail. Harry confided to Ginny his thoughts on the case and expressed his dismay that he wasn’t able to catch Lucius and retrieve the Minister of Magic’s deadly weapon that controlled the dementors.
“What if Lucius is targeting the women only because they are the ones who have the babies?” Ginny spit out at Harry as she sipped her pumpkin juice.
Harry pondered the idea and thought it held great merit as a possibility.
“Yeah, you know, Lucius is always on about purebloods and mudbloods ruining the wizard stock. Maybe he is trying to cleanse the wizarding world of all dirty blood.” Ginny said in a light hearted manner as if it was nothing difficult to figure out.
“You know Ginny you are absolutely right!” Harry kissed Ginny and said he had to leave right away. He had to tell Ron. Ginny looked disappointed but kissed Harry goodbye and went on her way.
“Harry had to stop into Gringott’s to withdraw some of his gold galleons for the trip ahead. He marched up to the goblin at the counter and handed him his key. The goblin shot him an aloof smirk and then in a familiar tone said “this way please.” As Harry followed the short stout goblin, who was dressed in a funny looking three piece suit with pointy shoes, he noticed something rather peculiar. Marcus Flint, a well known and respected pureblood wizard who worked at the Office of Magical Creatures at the Ministry was having a spat with a goblin in the next aisle from Harry.
“We don’t service your kind here any more; now take your fortune and leave!” The loud mouthed goblin barked at Flint in a gruff tone.
Flint protested this treatment and the goblin reached for a large sharp weapon that he had pulled out from under his desk and brandished it at Flint who looked quite shocked.
“Well I have never been so insulted in all of my life!” Flint raved wildly at the goblin now.
“We don’t service purebloods at Gringott’s any more! Do you hear me? There is a war going on between our kind and your business is not accepted. Your credit with Gringott’s is finished.” And with that the goblin slammed his wooden mallet down hard just missing Flint’s fingers as Flint gathered his galleons and exited Gringott’s Wizard Bank.
Harry looked at the goblin now leading him down a dark cavernous passageway and turned to ask.
“What was all of that about?” Harry questioned him as they got into a trolley to take Harry to his vault.
“Not very bright for an Auror are you Harry Potter.” He said in his small grouchy voice.
“Please can you just tell me?” Harry said clearly interested and not wanting to listen to the arrogant goblin’s insults of him.
“The War what do you think!? It’s really heating up, got the werewolves on our side now we do.” The goblin said with pride.
“The War? What war?” Harry asked sounding more then out of the loop. He was an Auror, how is it he did not know about this. He had heard rumors of a war between Purebloods and Goblins years ago around the time of Voldemort, but he figured it was just something the goblins said in their own circles to keep themselves from believing the real truth, which was, that the Purebloods had gotten the better of the Goblins eons ago and goblins worked for witches and wizards now. It may not have been fair but as the old addage goes To the victor goes the spoils, and like it or not the Wizards were more powerful and had more or less conquered the goblins centuries ago.
The goblin waddled; ignoring Harry’s pressing questions about the war. Harry finally gave up and withdrew his galleons and left Gringott’s.
When Harry reached the office he told Ron of the altercation he had witnessed at Gringott’s and he penned a letter on a piece of parchment to Hermione as Ron spoke.
“Oh yeah Harry, everybody knows about the war, but nobody takes it seriously. The goblins have been saying they are at war with us for centuries. They are just jelous, greedy bastards if you ask me, always rude and condescending to us.” Ron said.
Harry looked at the parchment he had written to Hermione:
Hello Hermione Malfoy (still not used to that and probably never will be)
Can you do me a small favor if you have the time? I want to know more about the Great War between the goblins and the purebloods. It may relate to the Lucius Malfoy witch murders. Thanks and best to all!
Love,
Harry Potter
He attached the letter to Hedwig’s talon and watched her fly from his window sill.
Chapter 16- Goblins and Werewolves
Harry and Ron had organized a team of Aurors to search the catacombs and crypts of the graveyard they had visited that eerie night in Romania. They had still not been able to put all the pieces neatly into a puzzle that made sense, but the muggle-born killings had not ceased and they could wait no longer. Harry went to meet Ginny for lunch, figuring it may their last chance to spend any time together before he was off on assignment with Ron. He met her in Diagon Alley at the Leaky Cauldron. Ginny looked fresh and lively and Harry longed to just sweep her off her feet and make love to her all day long, forgetting his worries for just one day, but he couldn’t. The Daily Prophet had run daily stories about Harry Potter’s on the job performance in the muggle-born witch murders case. Public opinion was at an all time low for poor Harry and the other aurors working the case. Something had to, and needed to break this case wide open. Lucius had eluded them thus far and Harry was growing weary that they would ever catch him before all the muggle-born witches were dead. He had pieced together enough information to figure out that Lucius and the dementors that he controlled were targeting only muggle-born female witches but why not the males as well? He and Ron had stayed up late nights contemplating this theory to no avail. Harry confided to Ginny his thoughts on the case and expressed his dismay that he wasn’t able to catch Lucius and retrieve the Minister of Magic’s deadly weapon that controlled the dementors.
“What if Lucius is targeting the women only because they are the ones who have the babies?” Ginny spit out at Harry as she sipped her pumpkin juice.
Harry pondered the idea and thought it held great merit as a possibility.
“Yeah, you know, Lucius is always on about purebloods and mudbloods ruining the wizard stock. Maybe he is trying to cleanse the wizarding world of all dirty blood.” Ginny said in a light hearted manner as if it was nothing difficult to figure out.
“You know Ginny you are absolutely right!” Harry kissed Ginny and said he had to leave right away. He had to tell Ron. Ginny looked disappointed but kissed Harry goodbye and went on her way.
“Harry had to stop into Gringott’s to withdraw some of his gold galleons for the trip ahead. He marched up to the goblin at the counter and handed him his key. The goblin shot him an aloof smirk and then in a familiar tone said “this way please.” As Harry followed the short stout goblin, who was dressed in a funny looking three piece suit with pointy shoes, he noticed something rather peculiar. Marcus Flint, a well known and respected pureblood wizard who worked at the Office of Magical Creatures at the Ministry was having a spat with a goblin in the next aisle from Harry.
“We don’t service your kind here any more; now take your fortune and leave!” The loud mouthed goblin barked at Flint in a gruff tone.
Flint protested this treatment and the goblin reached for a large sharp weapon that he had pulled out from under his desk and brandished it at Flint who looked quite shocked.
“Well I have never been so insulted in all of my life!” Flint raved wildly at the goblin now.
“We don’t service purebloods at Gringott’s any more! Do you hear me? There is a war going on between our kind and your business is not accepted. Your credit with Gringott’s is finished.” And with that the goblin slammed his wooden mallet down hard just missing Flint’s fingers as Flint gathered his galleons and exited Gringott’s Wizard Bank.
Harry looked at the goblin now leading him down a dark cavernous passageway and turned to ask.
“What was all of that about?” Harry questioned him as they got into a trolley to take Harry to his vault.
“Not very bright for an Auror are you Harry Potter.” He said in his small grouchy voice.
“Please can you just tell me?” Harry said clearly interested and not wanting to listen to the arrogant goblin’s insults of him.
“The War what do you think!? It’s really heating up, got the werewolves on our side now we do.” The goblin said with pride.
“The War? What war?” Harry asked sounding more then out of the loop. He was an Auror, how is it he did not know about this. He had heard rumors of a war between Purebloods and Goblins years ago around the time of Voldemort, but he figured it was just something the goblins said in their own circles to keep themselves from believing the real truth, which was, that the Purebloods had gotten the better of the Goblins eons ago and goblins worked for witches and wizards now. It may not have been fair but as the old addage goes To the victor goes the spoils, and like it or not the Wizards were more powerful and had more or less conquered the goblins centuries ago.
The goblin waddled; ignoring Harry’s pressing questions about the war. Harry finally gave up and withdrew his galleons and left Gringott’s.
When Harry reached the office he told Ron of the altercation he had witnessed at Gringott’s and he penned a letter on a piece of parchment to Hermione as Ron spoke.
“Oh yeah Harry, everybody knows about the war, but nobody takes it seriously. The goblins have been saying they are at war with us for centuries. They are just jelous, greedy bastards if you ask me, always rude and condescending to us.” Ron said.
Harry looked at the parchment he had written to Hermione:
Hello Hermione Malfoy (still not used to that and probably never will be)
Can you do me a small favor if you have the time? I want to know more about the Great War between the goblins and the purebloods. It may relate to the Lucius Malfoy witch murders. Thanks and best to all!
Love,
Harry Potter
He attached the letter to Hedwig’s talon and watched her fly from his window sill.