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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult ++
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47
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Harry stared down at Hermione as she had tears running down her face.
The Crucio was rolling through Draco and he looked almost glad. They were in a lover’s stance with Draco splayed out at her feet in agony. His hand curled up towards Hermione in supplication.
“Hermione!” Harry/Blaise screamed across at her.
Hermione dropped the Crucio and turned to Blaise in confusion.
“Hey, hey what’s the deal Zabini?” The Carrows turned to look at him crossly.
All the Deatheaters turned to stare at him. To their collective memories, Blaise had never screamed at anyone.
“Um…. Why did you take Ginny? She is my … um pet..” Harry glared suddenly at the Carrows.
“Yes, and Luna?” Longbottom stated gruffly besides him.
Neville looked towards Luna who was soaking her knickers with blood. Neville was grateful that his mask was firmly in place otherwise; nothing would have fooled them by his expression right now.
Alecto Carrow shrugged. “ Their assistance was required for this detention. As Headmistress of this school, I have a right to use any of the students."
Draco panted softly at Hermione’s feet. His eyes closed and Hermione dropped to a crouch besides him. Her hand gently touched his perspiring forehead and brushed back sweaty hair from his face. Draco had never looked more beautiful to her.
“Time’s up.” Lestrange chimed with amusement.
Hermione stared across at Lestrange with a look of fear.
Luna stood up slowly from the other side of Goyle, where Draco had pushed her, during the Imperius curse. Her expression was one of horror as she realized that Lestrange was going to cast against Draco since Hermione did not.
Lestrange began to advance on Draco and the room stood still.
“ If you cast this, no one else will die tonight. Detention will be served, correct?” Draco slowly stood to his feet, and he pushed Hermione behind him in a protective move.
Harry watched in disbelief as his lifelong enemy protected Hermione. Harry felt a lump in his throat. Staring around the room, he saw tears in most of the victims eyes. Apparently this had been going on for a while.
Hermione gave a fresh sob as Draco sneered at Lestrange with his words.
Lestrange smirks. “ Oh yes. I agree. All I need is one opportunity. I strike true, as you know Malfoy. How does it feel knowing that your little bit of spare will be riding me for the rest of her short life? You saw how she loves it. I dare say she wont even miss you.”
“It’s not true Draco. I love you. Don’t do this…” Hermione whispered into his ear from behind him.
Draco heard the soothing words and they were a balm to his soul. He turned slightly and cupped her face gently. His lips moved down to caress her own. Draco breathed a bit of his soul into her mouth, as he whispered back.
“And let them die because of my cowardice? No one is going to die here tonight because of me. Not anymore.” His words broke over her lips and he closed his eyes, wanting one last touch of her mouth.
Lestrange sneered and arched his arm, wand pointed out at Draco from behind his back. “How bloody touching. Avada Kedavra!!!!”
Luna gasped as she saw Lestrange about to hex Draco behind his back, and she leapt forward throwing all her weight against Goyle besides her.
Goyle felt a slam from behind and he stumbled forward into Lestrange’s arm. The shot of green light arched and hit Goyle in the chest. The Deatheater spun slightly and fell to the floor unmoving.
Three things happened then.
The Carrows were in shock and simply stood with their mouths open.
Harry felt something cold in the air and saw Dementors crawling in from the corners of the room. Nobody else seemed to notice this and he grabbed Neville’s arm and pointed to them.
Lestrange howled in frustration.
“You blooming idiot, you killed Goyle!” The Carrows began to shriek in unison. Alecto Carrow rapped her wand on his head and screamed at him.
Draco stood up gingerly, his body bent from the residual pain of the Crucio. He leaned against Hermione and he began to laugh darkly. Goyle had caught the curse instead of him. All the sacrifice was for nothing.
Lestrange cursed and turned on Draco and Hermione. His features were ravaged with anger and dementia. “ No, no, you are going to pay. I NEVER miss. Do you hear me!?!?”
Lestrange began to say the curse again when suddenly, a cold bone chillingly familar voice rang out clearly above the din of chaos.
“CRUCIO!”
Lestrange dropped to his knees jabbering in pain, his body jerking slowly but he did not scream. His teeth grinding together so hard they squeaked.
The Carrows turned to attack whomever it was and fell to their knees at the sight of the Dark Lord coming from the shadows of the room.
Voldemort must have Apparated during the battle. Hermione shuddered suddenly sure that they were all going to die. She buried her face in Malfoy’s chest and he held her against him, while staring at Voldemort.
“A dead Deatheater, another wounded by the Crucio, and a Deatheater so crazed with rage that he would strike the DARK LORDS favorite a killing blow, behind his back.” A strange clucking sound came from the Voldemort. “What are you teaching at this school?”
The Carrows shuddered in fear. “ My Lord, twas a simple detention.”
“Fools!!!!! I told you Granger was not to be touched and you ignore my simplest commands.” Voldemort swept past them to Lestrange.
“Lestrange. Your time in Azkaban, while noble, may have robbed you of your common sense. IT is my right to punish my Deatheaters. Not yours. If you have a problem with Malfoy, then you bring it to me. Am I so weak I cannot handle my own servants!? Crucio!!!!!” Voldemort sounded truly enraged.
Harry shivered and slowly walked backwards towards the door. Seeing Voldemort was striking a cold fear in his belly and he was sure that he could see through his disguise.
“You disgust me, your obsession with this Mudblood is unfathomable.”
“But my Lord… Malfoy is in love with her… He is the weak one. Kill him.” Lestrange gritted out while cowering on the floor.
“Malfoy? Love? You imbecile. I ordered Malfoy to bring her to me. He is following my orders. UNLIKE you.” Voldemort stared at Hermione openly embracing Malfoy for protection. “ He is doing an excellent job, from the looks of it.”
“Lestrange you will no longer be allowed to stay at the school. I want you to come with me. You cause too much chaos here. Regardless of what you think, this school is important. It is a learning plateau for how to become a successful Deatheater, and crush the opposition. Children are vessels, waiting to be filled.”
Voldemort reaches out and caresses one of the Mudbloods that were summoned to die. “Even Mudbloods… No more killing curses… UNLESS, I command it.”
Voldemort swept towards Goyle and turned him over with his foot.
“Obviously, you are incapable of doing it correctly.”
His cold eyes bore into Lestrange and he turned to the Carrows who were prostrating themselves on the floor at his feet.
“This is a school, not an opportunity for orgies, and torture. Your weaknesses disgust me.” Voldemort sneered.
“If you cannot find a middle ground then you will find yourself on the receiving end of the Kiss. Do not disappoint me...” Voldemort swept past them.
The Dementors leered a Lestrange and he began to quickly follow Voldemort out of the room.
...
The Carrows slowly got to their feet. Amycus was sweating profusely and he suddenly saw Blaise and Neville standing at the stairs frozen with fear.
“You two boys, come get your pets. Go back to your room, NOW!”
Ginny and Luna moved with lighting speed towards the two boys.
“Malfoy, you as well.” Alecto said looking pale and shivering as sweat poured from her forehead.
She reached out and smacked one of the children. “Go back to your rooms. NOW!”
The children scattered as they ran past the Carrows in abject terror.
“ Lestrange had to go fouling it up… Thank Gods he is gone.”
Both sister and brother said in unison as they turned to comfort each other. In their mind, there was no doubt that they could have easily died tonight.
……..
TBC – Will post later today… and I must take some Galleons out of Gringotts for next chapter.
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Harry stared down at Hermione as she had tears running down her face.
The Crucio was rolling through Draco and he looked almost glad. They were in a lover’s stance with Draco splayed out at her feet in agony. His hand curled up towards Hermione in supplication.
“Hermione!” Harry/Blaise screamed across at her.
Hermione dropped the Crucio and turned to Blaise in confusion.
“Hey, hey what’s the deal Zabini?” The Carrows turned to look at him crossly.
All the Deatheaters turned to stare at him. To their collective memories, Blaise had never screamed at anyone.
“Um…. Why did you take Ginny? She is my … um pet..” Harry glared suddenly at the Carrows.
“Yes, and Luna?” Longbottom stated gruffly besides him.
Neville looked towards Luna who was soaking her knickers with blood. Neville was grateful that his mask was firmly in place otherwise; nothing would have fooled them by his expression right now.
Alecto Carrow shrugged. “ Their assistance was required for this detention. As Headmistress of this school, I have a right to use any of the students."
Draco panted softly at Hermione’s feet. His eyes closed and Hermione dropped to a crouch besides him. Her hand gently touched his perspiring forehead and brushed back sweaty hair from his face. Draco had never looked more beautiful to her.
“Time’s up.” Lestrange chimed with amusement.
Hermione stared across at Lestrange with a look of fear.
Luna stood up slowly from the other side of Goyle, where Draco had pushed her, during the Imperius curse. Her expression was one of horror as she realized that Lestrange was going to cast against Draco since Hermione did not.
Lestrange began to advance on Draco and the room stood still.
“ If you cast this, no one else will die tonight. Detention will be served, correct?” Draco slowly stood to his feet, and he pushed Hermione behind him in a protective move.
Harry watched in disbelief as his lifelong enemy protected Hermione. Harry felt a lump in his throat. Staring around the room, he saw tears in most of the victims eyes. Apparently this had been going on for a while.
Hermione gave a fresh sob as Draco sneered at Lestrange with his words.
Lestrange smirks. “ Oh yes. I agree. All I need is one opportunity. I strike true, as you know Malfoy. How does it feel knowing that your little bit of spare will be riding me for the rest of her short life? You saw how she loves it. I dare say she wont even miss you.”
“It’s not true Draco. I love you. Don’t do this…” Hermione whispered into his ear from behind him.
Draco heard the soothing words and they were a balm to his soul. He turned slightly and cupped her face gently. His lips moved down to caress her own. Draco breathed a bit of his soul into her mouth, as he whispered back.
“And let them die because of my cowardice? No one is going to die here tonight because of me. Not anymore.” His words broke over her lips and he closed his eyes, wanting one last touch of her mouth.
Lestrange sneered and arched his arm, wand pointed out at Draco from behind his back. “How bloody touching. Avada Kedavra!!!!”
Luna gasped as she saw Lestrange about to hex Draco behind his back, and she leapt forward throwing all her weight against Goyle besides her.
Goyle felt a slam from behind and he stumbled forward into Lestrange’s arm. The shot of green light arched and hit Goyle in the chest. The Deatheater spun slightly and fell to the floor unmoving.
Three things happened then.
The Carrows were in shock and simply stood with their mouths open.
Harry felt something cold in the air and saw Dementors crawling in from the corners of the room. Nobody else seemed to notice this and he grabbed Neville’s arm and pointed to them.
Lestrange howled in frustration.
“You blooming idiot, you killed Goyle!” The Carrows began to shriek in unison. Alecto Carrow rapped her wand on his head and screamed at him.
Draco stood up gingerly, his body bent from the residual pain of the Crucio. He leaned against Hermione and he began to laugh darkly. Goyle had caught the curse instead of him. All the sacrifice was for nothing.
Lestrange cursed and turned on Draco and Hermione. His features were ravaged with anger and dementia. “ No, no, you are going to pay. I NEVER miss. Do you hear me!?!?”
Lestrange began to say the curse again when suddenly, a cold bone chillingly familar voice rang out clearly above the din of chaos.
“CRUCIO!”
Lestrange dropped to his knees jabbering in pain, his body jerking slowly but he did not scream. His teeth grinding together so hard they squeaked.
The Carrows turned to attack whomever it was and fell to their knees at the sight of the Dark Lord coming from the shadows of the room.
Voldemort must have Apparated during the battle. Hermione shuddered suddenly sure that they were all going to die. She buried her face in Malfoy’s chest and he held her against him, while staring at Voldemort.
“A dead Deatheater, another wounded by the Crucio, and a Deatheater so crazed with rage that he would strike the DARK LORDS favorite a killing blow, behind his back.” A strange clucking sound came from the Voldemort. “What are you teaching at this school?”
The Carrows shuddered in fear. “ My Lord, twas a simple detention.”
“Fools!!!!! I told you Granger was not to be touched and you ignore my simplest commands.” Voldemort swept past them to Lestrange.
“Lestrange. Your time in Azkaban, while noble, may have robbed you of your common sense. IT is my right to punish my Deatheaters. Not yours. If you have a problem with Malfoy, then you bring it to me. Am I so weak I cannot handle my own servants!? Crucio!!!!!” Voldemort sounded truly enraged.
Harry shivered and slowly walked backwards towards the door. Seeing Voldemort was striking a cold fear in his belly and he was sure that he could see through his disguise.
“You disgust me, your obsession with this Mudblood is unfathomable.”
“But my Lord… Malfoy is in love with her… He is the weak one. Kill him.” Lestrange gritted out while cowering on the floor.
“Malfoy? Love? You imbecile. I ordered Malfoy to bring her to me. He is following my orders. UNLIKE you.” Voldemort stared at Hermione openly embracing Malfoy for protection. “ He is doing an excellent job, from the looks of it.”
“Lestrange you will no longer be allowed to stay at the school. I want you to come with me. You cause too much chaos here. Regardless of what you think, this school is important. It is a learning plateau for how to become a successful Deatheater, and crush the opposition. Children are vessels, waiting to be filled.”
Voldemort reaches out and caresses one of the Mudbloods that were summoned to die. “Even Mudbloods… No more killing curses… UNLESS, I command it.”
Voldemort swept towards Goyle and turned him over with his foot.
“Obviously, you are incapable of doing it correctly.”
His cold eyes bore into Lestrange and he turned to the Carrows who were prostrating themselves on the floor at his feet.
“This is a school, not an opportunity for orgies, and torture. Your weaknesses disgust me.” Voldemort sneered.
“If you cannot find a middle ground then you will find yourself on the receiving end of the Kiss. Do not disappoint me...” Voldemort swept past them.
The Dementors leered a Lestrange and he began to quickly follow Voldemort out of the room.
...
The Carrows slowly got to their feet. Amycus was sweating profusely and he suddenly saw Blaise and Neville standing at the stairs frozen with fear.
“You two boys, come get your pets. Go back to your room, NOW!”
Ginny and Luna moved with lighting speed towards the two boys.
“Malfoy, you as well.” Alecto said looking pale and shivering as sweat poured from her forehead.
She reached out and smacked one of the children. “Go back to your rooms. NOW!”
The children scattered as they ran past the Carrows in abject terror.
“ Lestrange had to go fouling it up… Thank Gods he is gone.”
Both sister and brother said in unison as they turned to comfort each other. In their mind, there was no doubt that they could have easily died tonight.
……..
TBC – Will post later today… and I must take some Galleons out of Gringotts for next chapter.
READ AND REVIEW!!!! I love you. Hehe.