Potions,Poisons and Antidotes
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11
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25
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chapter 2
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognize is mine. JKR created this wonderful fantasy I’m just borrowing it for a moment.
A/N: Thank you for the kind reviews, they truly make my day. Here’s the next chapter, please review.
Chapter Two
As the car came a smooth halt out front of the enormous mansion Hermione couldn’t help but be impressed at the obvious display of wealth. “You’ve done a very good job of restoring the Manor. It’s much more inviting than in the past.” Snape drawled as he got out and turned to help the witch out.
“Thank you, I thought it was about time to live somewhere bright and cheerful.” Draco said solemnly. When is parents had managed the mansion it had seemed gloomy and sad, elegant but not at all inviting.
As Hermione walked around the car to the front door she noticed the license plates on the car. It read SEEKER and had a Chudley Cannons frame. Stopping she asked, “Are you playing for the Cannons this year?” glancing between Draco and the plate.
“No this is Potters’. I do however own and manage the Cannons.” He said with a smirk. “I was just giving it a go to see if I wanted one. I like the way this one handles but I want a more roadster design I think.”
Severus nodded, “Ever the Malfoy. It would have to be faster, more eye-catching and more expensive than anyone else’s.” he teased. Draco did have a solid dash of Malfoy flair. Probably always would.
“You’re next going to tell me that the Harley you parked in my garage before you left isn’t yours?” Draco responded with a sneer. There was nothing worse than a wizard in the throes of a mid-life crisis.
“If you boys are done discussing toys I think we have a Minister to meet.” Hermione interrupted dryly. ‘A Harley, as in motorcycle?!! Just when you think you knew someone’ the witch thought shaking her head. Trying to picture Snape in biker leathers and shuddering.
With a laugh the trio climbed the steps to front door. They were greeted by a small house-elf. “The guests are in the library sir.” He informed Draco. His crisp white tea towel had the Malfoy family crest on it making it look more like some medieval tabard. “Thank you, Knobby.” Draco said as he led them to a set of double doors.
Opening the doors he stepped to the side and allowed the other two to enter the room first. The room itself was two stories tall and had a balcony around the second floor. The walls were lined on both floors with books except for the wall directly across from the door which was floor to ceiling windows that looked out over a formal rose garden. Stretched from one balcony to the next was a banner that read, “Congratulations Arthur and Welcome Home Hermione and Severus.”
The room was full of old friends shouting welcome home. Hermione saw the entire Weasley clan and Harry. Hermione’s parents were standing with Molly and Arthur. Most of the Order was in attendance even Remus and Tonks. Several professors were there including Dumbledore and Minerva. Smiling she made her way to her parents and gave them a hug. “I’ve missed you Mum.” She said.
“We’ve missed you too Pumpkin,” her Mum replied. The next two hours were spent in a haze of catching up with everyone. There was plenty of food, drinks, and conversation. Dumbledore and Minerva were retiring together and Professor Flitwick was to be the new Headmaster.
Harry and Ron were playing on the Cannons along with Vince and Gregg. Harry was of course seeker and Ron keeper with Gregg and Vince as beaters. Amazingly, Ginny had sat her NEWTS early, passed with flying colors, and was now the new chaser for the team. Grimmauld place had become the home to most of the Quidditch team. Harry felt the more the merrier and opened his home to not only his best friends but to his teammates when they were in London. This was less time than you would think during the season.
As the night wound down and people began to leave the party Hermione found herself in the library with only Draco, Snape, Harry, Dumbledore and Arthur. As they sat on the comfortable couches in front of the fireplace Knobby brought in tea. Arthur looked around at everyone’s faces and said, “It’s time to bring you up to date. As everyone knows not all the Deatheaters were caught in Hogsmead. The few that are left have gone into hiding and are conducting terror raids. The most noticeable being the poison gas bombing in Diagon Alley three weeks ago. The Minister assured everyone there was nothing to worry about as only a few people were treated and released from St. Mungo’s with little to no apparent side effects. Unfortunately, those were his same words about Voldemort and everyone knew how that turned out. The population demanded a new Minister. We know that the poison gas incident was test run of sorts. We have reason to believe that the next strike will be bigger and much more lethal.”
Everyone took in his words in silence. To Hermione it seemed life after Hogwarts would be busy indeed. Potions, poisons, and antidotes were the main focus of her new job. Turning to look at Snape she could see he was in deep thought.
“Do we know who is brewing for them?” Snape said quietly. It still seemed to echo in the huge room.
“Theo Nott” answered Draco. Hermione saw the slight twitch next to Snape’s eye. Nott was bad news. He had no remorse and no limits. “It will get ugly really quickly with him in the works.” Draco warned.
After a short discussion on where the next likely attack would be the group broke up for some much needed rest. “Your old room is ready at HQ if you want it crash there.” Harry offered Hermione.
“There are also about a million rooms here if you need one.” Draco quipped while giving the pair a cheeky grin. He offered partly because he was a good host but also because the witch had caught his attention. He had always been attracted to her but was never able to act on it.
“I had planned on HQ because it’s close to the ministry. I have a week off before I report to work. I had hoped to find an apartment in that time.” Hermione answered. “Thank you for the offer Draco.”
“You are welcome here anytime. Could I tempt you into having lunch with me tomorrow?” the blonde wizard asked casually. He could see Potter standing behind Hermione rolling his eyes and mouthing “Smooth Malfoy” in his direction.
“That sounds lovely. I have several errands in Diagon Alley but I should be done by 12:30.” the witch responded. She and Harry were the last to step through the floo.
The big old house suddenly seemed lonely. Draco could understand why Potter invited so many people to stay at HQ. He was tired of solitude. Maybe it was time to fill his home and life with companionship. It wasn’t the first time he had thought about this.
Turning around Draco went out of the French doors to the garden for a little walk. He had gotten a kick out of being voted ‘Most Eligible Bachelor’ by “Witch’s Weekly”. It was fun sport between himself, Potter, Blaise and Weasley to see who could attract the most beautiful women. Was he ready to give that up? And more so, WHY was he ready to give it up?
His wanderings brought him to the guest cottage behind the manor. It looked dark and lonely or maybe he was projecting his own feelings on to it. That was when the idea struck him. SHE could have his guest cottage. No need to rent an apartment. It solved her problem and his too. With her here on the grounds he would have the company he wanted and they would each still have privacy. Smirking to himself he turned back to the manor to plan how he would approach her.
A/N Well another chapter down. Let know what you think.
A/N: Thank you for the kind reviews, they truly make my day. Here’s the next chapter, please review.
Chapter Two
As the car came a smooth halt out front of the enormous mansion Hermione couldn’t help but be impressed at the obvious display of wealth. “You’ve done a very good job of restoring the Manor. It’s much more inviting than in the past.” Snape drawled as he got out and turned to help the witch out.
“Thank you, I thought it was about time to live somewhere bright and cheerful.” Draco said solemnly. When is parents had managed the mansion it had seemed gloomy and sad, elegant but not at all inviting.
As Hermione walked around the car to the front door she noticed the license plates on the car. It read SEEKER and had a Chudley Cannons frame. Stopping she asked, “Are you playing for the Cannons this year?” glancing between Draco and the plate.
“No this is Potters’. I do however own and manage the Cannons.” He said with a smirk. “I was just giving it a go to see if I wanted one. I like the way this one handles but I want a more roadster design I think.”
Severus nodded, “Ever the Malfoy. It would have to be faster, more eye-catching and more expensive than anyone else’s.” he teased. Draco did have a solid dash of Malfoy flair. Probably always would.
“You’re next going to tell me that the Harley you parked in my garage before you left isn’t yours?” Draco responded with a sneer. There was nothing worse than a wizard in the throes of a mid-life crisis.
“If you boys are done discussing toys I think we have a Minister to meet.” Hermione interrupted dryly. ‘A Harley, as in motorcycle?!! Just when you think you knew someone’ the witch thought shaking her head. Trying to picture Snape in biker leathers and shuddering.
With a laugh the trio climbed the steps to front door. They were greeted by a small house-elf. “The guests are in the library sir.” He informed Draco. His crisp white tea towel had the Malfoy family crest on it making it look more like some medieval tabard. “Thank you, Knobby.” Draco said as he led them to a set of double doors.
Opening the doors he stepped to the side and allowed the other two to enter the room first. The room itself was two stories tall and had a balcony around the second floor. The walls were lined on both floors with books except for the wall directly across from the door which was floor to ceiling windows that looked out over a formal rose garden. Stretched from one balcony to the next was a banner that read, “Congratulations Arthur and Welcome Home Hermione and Severus.”
The room was full of old friends shouting welcome home. Hermione saw the entire Weasley clan and Harry. Hermione’s parents were standing with Molly and Arthur. Most of the Order was in attendance even Remus and Tonks. Several professors were there including Dumbledore and Minerva. Smiling she made her way to her parents and gave them a hug. “I’ve missed you Mum.” She said.
“We’ve missed you too Pumpkin,” her Mum replied. The next two hours were spent in a haze of catching up with everyone. There was plenty of food, drinks, and conversation. Dumbledore and Minerva were retiring together and Professor Flitwick was to be the new Headmaster.
Harry and Ron were playing on the Cannons along with Vince and Gregg. Harry was of course seeker and Ron keeper with Gregg and Vince as beaters. Amazingly, Ginny had sat her NEWTS early, passed with flying colors, and was now the new chaser for the team. Grimmauld place had become the home to most of the Quidditch team. Harry felt the more the merrier and opened his home to not only his best friends but to his teammates when they were in London. This was less time than you would think during the season.
As the night wound down and people began to leave the party Hermione found herself in the library with only Draco, Snape, Harry, Dumbledore and Arthur. As they sat on the comfortable couches in front of the fireplace Knobby brought in tea. Arthur looked around at everyone’s faces and said, “It’s time to bring you up to date. As everyone knows not all the Deatheaters were caught in Hogsmead. The few that are left have gone into hiding and are conducting terror raids. The most noticeable being the poison gas bombing in Diagon Alley three weeks ago. The Minister assured everyone there was nothing to worry about as only a few people were treated and released from St. Mungo’s with little to no apparent side effects. Unfortunately, those were his same words about Voldemort and everyone knew how that turned out. The population demanded a new Minister. We know that the poison gas incident was test run of sorts. We have reason to believe that the next strike will be bigger and much more lethal.”
Everyone took in his words in silence. To Hermione it seemed life after Hogwarts would be busy indeed. Potions, poisons, and antidotes were the main focus of her new job. Turning to look at Snape she could see he was in deep thought.
“Do we know who is brewing for them?” Snape said quietly. It still seemed to echo in the huge room.
“Theo Nott” answered Draco. Hermione saw the slight twitch next to Snape’s eye. Nott was bad news. He had no remorse and no limits. “It will get ugly really quickly with him in the works.” Draco warned.
After a short discussion on where the next likely attack would be the group broke up for some much needed rest. “Your old room is ready at HQ if you want it crash there.” Harry offered Hermione.
“There are also about a million rooms here if you need one.” Draco quipped while giving the pair a cheeky grin. He offered partly because he was a good host but also because the witch had caught his attention. He had always been attracted to her but was never able to act on it.
“I had planned on HQ because it’s close to the ministry. I have a week off before I report to work. I had hoped to find an apartment in that time.” Hermione answered. “Thank you for the offer Draco.”
“You are welcome here anytime. Could I tempt you into having lunch with me tomorrow?” the blonde wizard asked casually. He could see Potter standing behind Hermione rolling his eyes and mouthing “Smooth Malfoy” in his direction.
“That sounds lovely. I have several errands in Diagon Alley but I should be done by 12:30.” the witch responded. She and Harry were the last to step through the floo.
The big old house suddenly seemed lonely. Draco could understand why Potter invited so many people to stay at HQ. He was tired of solitude. Maybe it was time to fill his home and life with companionship. It wasn’t the first time he had thought about this.
Turning around Draco went out of the French doors to the garden for a little walk. He had gotten a kick out of being voted ‘Most Eligible Bachelor’ by “Witch’s Weekly”. It was fun sport between himself, Potter, Blaise and Weasley to see who could attract the most beautiful women. Was he ready to give that up? And more so, WHY was he ready to give it up?
His wanderings brought him to the guest cottage behind the manor. It looked dark and lonely or maybe he was projecting his own feelings on to it. That was when the idea struck him. SHE could have his guest cottage. No need to rent an apartment. It solved her problem and his too. With her here on the grounds he would have the company he wanted and they would each still have privacy. Smirking to himself he turned back to the manor to plan how he would approach her.
A/N Well another chapter down. Let know what you think.