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Chapter Eighteen
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Chapter Eighteen
Sirius sat next to Hermione as they waited to see Blaise Zabini. Absently she reached out, taking his hand within her own. She had told him that she hadn’t been looking forward to going to see Blaise, but it had to be done, if only to finish the case and put it behind them. The healer came out, nodding to them to come into the room.
The suave Italian was lying in silence, the stream of light coming in from the window next to him spelled to be sunny though the weather outside was anything but. She went over to him, sitting down next to him. Hermione studied his calm features and sleep like manner, but knew better. A medically induced coma, the healers told her, it had been the only way to allow the brain to be repaired properly. If it was to heal at all that is.
“Hello, Blaise,” Hermione said quietly. “Harry told me that I was foolish to come speak to you as you are now. But I know somewhere in that shell you can hear me and comprehend.”
Taking a deep breath, she told him, “Mr. Malfoy was arrested this morning.” She reached out and stroked his hair out of his face in a motherly fashion. “He told us everything. How you were involved from the very beginning and how you thought it would be best if I were the one to hunt for the Plume.”
She pulled back, clearing her throat before she went on. “Always so greedy, but this time, my friend, you went too far.” Tears filled her eyes, as she fought the sorrow as well as the anger. “Why did you tell him to make it look real, Blaise? You gave him an opportunity to relieve himself of a partner, namely you!” Sirius handed her a hankie and watched as she tried to pull herself back together again. “It’s over, Blaise. What you tried to find is gone forever and you’ll be arrested one day for going on a fool’s errand.” She went over and kissed his forehead. “Goodbye, my friend. May the fates be kinder to you than you ever intended to be to me.”
Blaise Zabini died quietly in his bed two hours later with no one ever taking note of the single tear that had dripped down his face the moment Hermione and Sirius had left his room.
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Days past. Hermione went on leave from work, as did Sirius. They kept mostly to themselves. That is until Harry had had enough. Ginny, he and the baby came over with a very reluctant Bill, Remus, and Tonks in tow. Once through the door, Ginny handed the baby straight away to Hermione.
“See, this is the auntie Hermione I keep telling you all about, but since she is being such a sorry sot and not coming to visit you, you think I’m making up, Albus,” Ginny cooed to her son even as Hermione rubbed the baby’s back and glared at the boy’s mother.
“Lovely to see you as well, Gin,” Hermione said sourly, kissing her friend’s cheek. “What are you two trying to do? Wasn’t one major war within your lifetime enough?”
“Bullocks to that!” the redhead told her, even as she was pushing her over to the sitting room where the others were now waiting for them. “It’s time to put things to a close!”
“I thought I did a splendid enough job of doing so when I hexed them the last time I saw them,” Hermione said dryly.
“I’ll take your wand, please?” Harry stated going over to her.
“No need,” she answered, as she handed the baby back over to Ginny. “It’s upstairs. Besides if hexes and curses need to be cast, I can do so wandlessly.” Hermione looked to the three she had hexed so well two weeks before. “And without saying a word aloud.” She went over and sat down next to a chuckling Sirius, who draped his arm around her. “Well? Are one of you going to begin this joke?”
“I am sorry,” Remus said.
Hermione was silent a moment before she said, “Why do you bother anymore with apologies?” When he blinked at her in confusion, she went on with, “Are you hoping that the longer and stronger you beg forgiveness, you’ll be perceived as less of a manipulative jackass? Because let me tell you after hearing you do so with the frequency you have done, those words have become meaningless.” Hermione looked over to Tonks. “And you, blaming everyone but the one person you should have over the years for the failure that is your relationship—Remus. Are you that desperate that you’re willing to play second string to whomever it is that tickles his fancy at that given moment?” Tonks began to shake as she sat there looking at the younger witch, as her cheeks went red with embarrassment. “You deserve better than to receive the crumbs of his affection.” Her eyes went to Bill. “You lied not only to me, but obviously to yourself and have done so for years. My anger over you and what you did wasn’t out of love. I told you what I wanted and meant it. Sex once a week. But you were the one to add rules. I, on the other hand, only asked for one thing—can you even recall what that was, Bill?”
The eldest Weasley frowned, but shook his head no.
“Seeing as you didn’t uphold it, it’s not a shock. All I asked for was for you to remain faithful to me. I told you that if you wanted to break it off at any given time because you found someone else, you should do so. But in the middle of it all you started spouting off about love and how I belonged to you.” Letting out a sigh, she muttered, “In truth, if I hadn’t of caught you, I would have broken things off as soon as I was finished working the case. You see I already belonged to another.” Hermione looked into Sirius’s eyes. “We didn’t do anything about it until after Albus’s birthday explosion. I didn’t even know he wanted me until then.”
“Daft witch,” Sirius murmured teasingly, looking to the others who were now blinking at them in shock. “I claimed my witch at long last. Show them the ring, love.”
Hermione held her left hand up, showing off her white gold wedding band. “Show them yours.”
Sirius did the same, but only long enough to take her hand into his own and kiss her ring. Hermione looked over to Bill, who now was watching her sadly.
“Stop lying if only to yourself, William. No one like’s being lied to or cheated on—even in a relationship as shallow as ours was.” She looked to Remus. “Stop being such a git, grow a set, and tell Tonks the relationship is over already. Something you should have told her years ago when you began bed hopping with anyone that looked twice at you. A clear sign of very low self esteem, I might add.” She looked to Tonks. “And you, find a man that doesn’t need another person in bed regardless of gender to get off.” When Sirius’s cousin started making a choking noise Hermione added, “You might ask Kingsley out on a date. He likes your ass. As does Severus Snape.” She looked to her new husband, who was now looking green at her words. “Yeah, I noticed they were both ass men and they like hers.”
“I didn’t need to know that,” both Sirius and Harry announced together.
“Why not?” Hermione asked them. “She’s your cousin, not dead!” she looked to the now blushing Tonks. “Both are good men…” She clamped a hand over Sirius’s mouth to stop him from refuting what she had said about Severus and went on, “…with excellent jobs and from what I’ve been able to see of them are gentlemen to the core.” Hermione let out a startled yelp as Sirius nipped at her palm.
“Enough!” Sirius declared. “You, Lady Black, need to be taught a lesson.” He stood up and pulled Hermione to her feet. Tossing her over his shoulder, he looked to the others there as he announced, “Now if you don’t mind, we have a honeymoon to continue.”
It was a laughing Hermione that waved to them all as her lover took her back up the stairs, shutting and warding them into their room once again.
It was Ginny who finally broke the shocked silence. “I won the bet!”
THE END!!!
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Chapter Eighteen
Sirius sat next to Hermione as they waited to see Blaise Zabini. Absently she reached out, taking his hand within her own. She had told him that she hadn’t been looking forward to going to see Blaise, but it had to be done, if only to finish the case and put it behind them. The healer came out, nodding to them to come into the room.
The suave Italian was lying in silence, the stream of light coming in from the window next to him spelled to be sunny though the weather outside was anything but. She went over to him, sitting down next to him. Hermione studied his calm features and sleep like manner, but knew better. A medically induced coma, the healers told her, it had been the only way to allow the brain to be repaired properly. If it was to heal at all that is.
“Hello, Blaise,” Hermione said quietly. “Harry told me that I was foolish to come speak to you as you are now. But I know somewhere in that shell you can hear me and comprehend.”
Taking a deep breath, she told him, “Mr. Malfoy was arrested this morning.” She reached out and stroked his hair out of his face in a motherly fashion. “He told us everything. How you were involved from the very beginning and how you thought it would be best if I were the one to hunt for the Plume.”
She pulled back, clearing her throat before she went on. “Always so greedy, but this time, my friend, you went too far.” Tears filled her eyes, as she fought the sorrow as well as the anger. “Why did you tell him to make it look real, Blaise? You gave him an opportunity to relieve himself of a partner, namely you!” Sirius handed her a hankie and watched as she tried to pull herself back together again. “It’s over, Blaise. What you tried to find is gone forever and you’ll be arrested one day for going on a fool’s errand.” She went over and kissed his forehead. “Goodbye, my friend. May the fates be kinder to you than you ever intended to be to me.”
Blaise Zabini died quietly in his bed two hours later with no one ever taking note of the single tear that had dripped down his face the moment Hermione and Sirius had left his room.
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Days past. Hermione went on leave from work, as did Sirius. They kept mostly to themselves. That is until Harry had had enough. Ginny, he and the baby came over with a very reluctant Bill, Remus, and Tonks in tow. Once through the door, Ginny handed the baby straight away to Hermione.
“See, this is the auntie Hermione I keep telling you all about, but since she is being such a sorry sot and not coming to visit you, you think I’m making up, Albus,” Ginny cooed to her son even as Hermione rubbed the baby’s back and glared at the boy’s mother.
“Lovely to see you as well, Gin,” Hermione said sourly, kissing her friend’s cheek. “What are you two trying to do? Wasn’t one major war within your lifetime enough?”
“Bullocks to that!” the redhead told her, even as she was pushing her over to the sitting room where the others were now waiting for them. “It’s time to put things to a close!”
“I thought I did a splendid enough job of doing so when I hexed them the last time I saw them,” Hermione said dryly.
“I’ll take your wand, please?” Harry stated going over to her.
“No need,” she answered, as she handed the baby back over to Ginny. “It’s upstairs. Besides if hexes and curses need to be cast, I can do so wandlessly.” Hermione looked to the three she had hexed so well two weeks before. “And without saying a word aloud.” She went over and sat down next to a chuckling Sirius, who draped his arm around her. “Well? Are one of you going to begin this joke?”
“I am sorry,” Remus said.
Hermione was silent a moment before she said, “Why do you bother anymore with apologies?” When he blinked at her in confusion, she went on with, “Are you hoping that the longer and stronger you beg forgiveness, you’ll be perceived as less of a manipulative jackass? Because let me tell you after hearing you do so with the frequency you have done, those words have become meaningless.” Hermione looked over to Tonks. “And you, blaming everyone but the one person you should have over the years for the failure that is your relationship—Remus. Are you that desperate that you’re willing to play second string to whomever it is that tickles his fancy at that given moment?” Tonks began to shake as she sat there looking at the younger witch, as her cheeks went red with embarrassment. “You deserve better than to receive the crumbs of his affection.” Her eyes went to Bill. “You lied not only to me, but obviously to yourself and have done so for years. My anger over you and what you did wasn’t out of love. I told you what I wanted and meant it. Sex once a week. But you were the one to add rules. I, on the other hand, only asked for one thing—can you even recall what that was, Bill?”
The eldest Weasley frowned, but shook his head no.
“Seeing as you didn’t uphold it, it’s not a shock. All I asked for was for you to remain faithful to me. I told you that if you wanted to break it off at any given time because you found someone else, you should do so. But in the middle of it all you started spouting off about love and how I belonged to you.” Letting out a sigh, she muttered, “In truth, if I hadn’t of caught you, I would have broken things off as soon as I was finished working the case. You see I already belonged to another.” Hermione looked into Sirius’s eyes. “We didn’t do anything about it until after Albus’s birthday explosion. I didn’t even know he wanted me until then.”
“Daft witch,” Sirius murmured teasingly, looking to the others who were now blinking at them in shock. “I claimed my witch at long last. Show them the ring, love.”
Hermione held her left hand up, showing off her white gold wedding band. “Show them yours.”
Sirius did the same, but only long enough to take her hand into his own and kiss her ring. Hermione looked over to Bill, who now was watching her sadly.
“Stop lying if only to yourself, William. No one like’s being lied to or cheated on—even in a relationship as shallow as ours was.” She looked to Remus. “Stop being such a git, grow a set, and tell Tonks the relationship is over already. Something you should have told her years ago when you began bed hopping with anyone that looked twice at you. A clear sign of very low self esteem, I might add.” She looked to Tonks. “And you, find a man that doesn’t need another person in bed regardless of gender to get off.” When Sirius’s cousin started making a choking noise Hermione added, “You might ask Kingsley out on a date. He likes your ass. As does Severus Snape.” She looked to her new husband, who was now looking green at her words. “Yeah, I noticed they were both ass men and they like hers.”
“I didn’t need to know that,” both Sirius and Harry announced together.
“Why not?” Hermione asked them. “She’s your cousin, not dead!” she looked to the now blushing Tonks. “Both are good men…” She clamped a hand over Sirius’s mouth to stop him from refuting what she had said about Severus and went on, “…with excellent jobs and from what I’ve been able to see of them are gentlemen to the core.” Hermione let out a startled yelp as Sirius nipped at her palm.
“Enough!” Sirius declared. “You, Lady Black, need to be taught a lesson.” He stood up and pulled Hermione to her feet. Tossing her over his shoulder, he looked to the others there as he announced, “Now if you don’t mind, we have a honeymoon to continue.”
It was a laughing Hermione that waved to them all as her lover took her back up the stairs, shutting and warding them into their room once again.
It was Ginny who finally broke the shocked silence. “I won the bet!”
THE END!!!
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There you go! My thanks go out to all those who have helped along the way. Please if you could take the time to review, I'd be very grateful. WORLD CUP HERE I COME!!! LOL!