His

I watched him for hours, I knew it didn’t help but I just wanted to be there. When Snape left I realised I had Voldemort’s blood all over me, I didn’t get up to clean it, just watched him peacefully. I had dried tears on cheeks, I didn’t even realise I had cried. Stupid I knew he was safe.
I noticed him stirring so I sat up over him, his eyes opened slowly and looked up to me.

“Hermione?”, he breathed

“Yes im here Tom”, I assured him

“I felt you healing me before I went out of it, for that I thank you”, he groaned pulling himself up

“I wasn’t exactly going to leave bleeding without doing anything was I!”

“You could of, you could of used it to your advantage when you knew I was weak. My question is why”

“Honestly? I don’t know. I didn’t want to leave you like that, I wanted to help you, I didn’t want you hurt. For a moment I thought you were going to die, stupid I know”, I shrugged, stroking his face.

“A bit but I appreciate it, if you didn’t help me I would probably still be unconscious for a few more days. you’ve shown your loyalty to me, you don’t realise how that makes me feel”

“Im glad. But how did this happen to you? You were badly hurt! I’ve never seen you even slightly injured before!”

“Cepheus Perseus. He was unhappy with working for me, he wanted more power you could say, well he cursed me with an ancient artefact unexpectedly. Such a waste of such good skills, I killed him before returning here, it confirms the fact that you must trust no one”

“Him? Yeah well I always had a weird feeling about him, im sorry”

“I don’t want pity, im well again and you’re here with me, that’s all that matters”

“Thank you”, I smiled as he got himself up and stood up slowly, after stretching a bit he looked back down at me.

“You’re covered in blood! My blood,. You still haven’t washed it off”, he flicked his wand and it was all gone,

“I didn’t want to leave your side”

“You really care for me don’t you?”

“Yes”

“You’re the only person who ever truly has. I care for you also, more than you can imagine”

“Thank you, wow emotions moment”, I laughed, I even saw a glimmer of a smile in his face

“Unusual, but neither of us are exactly usual are we”

“You could say that”, I smirked

“Severus sent me a message about what you did to Rodulphus”

“I-I didn’t even know how I did it, I am so sorry for doing it I just don’t get what happen-”

“Im proud of you”, I stopped suddenly and looked puzzled, “You power extends so far that you’ve overcome my magic! Sacrifices must be made, he died for a good cause, its obvious I don’t need to put a boundary on your magic as you can still use it. From now on your magic is yours…until further notice”,

“thank you! I am so happy! Well Severus has been tutoring me while you were away, just spells and potion work-the usual school stuff I would have been doing if I was at Hogwarts”

“I know. I need some fresh air, come with me?”, I nodded as we strolled towards the gardens outside.

The air was fresh, spring was upon us, pink blossom just completed the relaxing atmosphere. He was back to his normal state now and looked happy about it, he held my hand while we walked along a path near the stream.

“Funny how it was me helping you this time, I never thought that would happen”, I laughed

“Yeah well its not going to happen again, you’re the only one who will need saving-and that’s not going to likely happen”

“Its nice to be outside though, I don’t feel like a prisoner”

“Don’t complain” he said sternly

“I wasn’t. I accept im a prisoner but I’ve also accepted im your wife and I love that”, I kissed him which led to a quickie right there. He was a bit rougher than usual and had gotten into the habit of beating me in the act, the bruises on my skin were just evidence of his hitting. Maybe he did it because he wanted to prove he wasn’t weak, maybe he was just returning to his ways before we got married to show he wasn’t going soft, either way I still felt satisfied regardless of the pain.
“We should do that more often”, I gasped

“Yes, I hope I wasn’t to rough with you”, he said with a smirk

“Oh no you were rough alright, but that’s how I like it. You wouldn’t be the dark lord if you made love to me instead of fucking me. I sound like a sex slave”, I added moodily

“You like pain?”

“no who does? I especially don’t like magical torture”

“Yeah well I like your screams they are music to my ears”

“That’s comforting”

“ah but your moans of pleasure make me cum so much more”, we both got up off the grass and put back on our clothes with magic and walked along the path like nothing had happened.

“When I think about it, I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t helping trying to defeat you last year, fate it seems. I hated you remember? I couldn’t stand your touch, being here, imprisoned here. But then for some reason inside of me I saw you in a different light, the same dark lord but different”

“I hated you as well. I didn’t want you here, I though I-the dark lord was being forced to look after a school child until she was powerful enough. don’t get me wrong, I lusted for your body and magic but nothing more”

“What changed?”

“You could say I saw you in a different light”

“I haven’t changed, though I have realised where my loyalties lie. I-I love you”

“Strong words what I’ve been against for many years now, yet I feel it for you, only you”

“Thank you but I don’t agree with what you do, you know that but you want me to them things. I don’t want to, please don’t make me kill again”

“You chose to kill the last two people, I didn’t force you at all, I didn’t even ask you. You are a natural born killer, I of course will use that in the future”

“I don’t want to”

“what?”

“I don’t want to take anymore lives, you know I the what you do”

“too bad then because its going to happen. Did you think you would just live here forever and do nothing? That reminds me of what’s happening later today-I thank you again because if you hadn’t of healed me the events would of been postponed. Draco has found a way to get my followers into Hogwarts, Dumbledore will be killed by his hand by the end of the night”, he smirked at my plain reaction. Dumbledore dead? That would mean Voldemort will win the war within the fortnight, but I wanted him dead. By Draco’s hand? No. he needed to die by the hand of someone who had personal reason to kill him…
“Problem with that?”

“Of course not, can I Er come along?”, I asked, Voldemort looked a bit surprised.

“Come along? This isn’t a school trip, its real life, its serious stuff and will get nasty. You come along and I am risking losing you or having you badly injured. Why do you want to come?”

“Just forget it, doesn’t matter. You still treat me like a little kid when I’ve been through more than most adults! Your so worried that im going to run off and try to escape, don’t you think after all this time I’ve accepted my fucking fate!”

“Don’t argue with me, you will regret it”, he said sternly, I walked off out of the room in a huff-through the bedroom door not the bathroom one. I didn’t know where to go so I just wondered around, lost in my thoughts.

“Granger?”, said a sleek voice behind me

“Malfoy. What do you want?”, I asked annoyed by his presence

“Nothing, I was gonna ask you the same thing, you don’t usually wonder around here”

“Where is here?”, I looked around not even realising where I was walking, I was in the room with the dark objects in, “No matter, what you up to?”

“Just double checking some stuff”, he said nervously, that’s when I noticed he looked a bit paler than usual.

“What’s wrong? Come on tell me, Im not exactly going to run off telling people am I?”, I told him seriously.

“Alright then. Well im sneaking the deatheaters into Hogwarts tonight through the broken cabinet…”, he went on and explained everything for several minutes, he concluded with, “…So im just worried about killing him, I don’t know if I could do it”, he was seated with his head in his hands, I sort of patted him on the back.

“I cant help but good luck”, he nodded. I had an idea.

A few hours later I was back in the room alone, knowing full well that maybe a dozen deatheaters had just passed through the cabinet including Draco. Voldemort was nowhere to be seen but I knew he wouldn’t go to the school, he didn’t need to.
I realised by my own choice that if I pass through I wouldn’t be able to come back, it would be too dangerous for myself. One the light will be after me and they would all think im Voldemort’s ‘right-hand man’-something I didn’t want thought of me, and two, I don’t want to do what im about to do anymore, but if I return it will be something I will be forced to do all the time because apparently im good at it. I just know it.

I made a portkey from a book in the library, I knew the charm and it wasn’t as complicated as I thought it would be. It would take me to a random destination as I had no idea where I wanted to go, luck just might be with me at the time.

One last look and I entered the cabinet, it was like disaparating but under influence of alcohol or something, finally it stopped and I stumbled onto a cold floor. It took a few minutes to adjust but I soon stopped feeling so dizzy, I stood up in a room the size of a cathedral full to brim with lots of clutter and random junk, there was no time to look around so I went through a small door in a dark corner.
The seventh floor, it must be the room of requirement, of course it was! It would be the best place for Draco to hide the cabinet. The hall was deserted, even though it must of been after dark I knew that wasn’t the reason, I could hear loud noises from downstairs muffled by all the walls and floors of the castle. So strange being in the castle once again but it wasn’t for a happy reason for the first time in my life.

I ventured down the moving stairs and across many hallways-not meeting anyone until a small 1st or 2nd year ran towards me in only his pyjamas, I stopped him quickly to find out what’s going on.
“Hey! Can you tell me what’ happening downstairs?”, I asked kindly but he looked terrified.

“You’re you-know-who’s wife! I saw you in the newspaper, P-please don’t hurt me!”

“Look im not going to hurt you, Im not like that. I have something I need to do and I promise you it will not harm any student in this school!”, I firmly told him, he seemed to believe me because he relaxed a bit.

“Ok…well Er lots of p-people in black masks and c-cloaks came in, started fighting some other people and the teachers! Please that’s all I know, I was told to go back to my common room and tell everyone to stay there”, I nodded and let him pass. This all had to end.

I was near, I heard loud bangs and screams on the floor below but that’s not where I needed to be. Dumbledore wouldn’t be killed in the middle of a fight, that’s not now it was going to happen or it was obvious Draco would fail. No he would be in a more open space on his own. I took a turn to go outside instead of towards all the noise, it was chilly outside and dark, but an eerie glow coming from a dark mark hovering over the castle illuminated the bottom of a tower. My heart nearly leapt out its chest as I saw them.

Dumbledore floating on a broomstick without a wand in sight, Draco below pointing his own at him and a small gathering of other deatheaters jeering and leering him on. I hate deatheaters.

I didn’t bother hiding myself from view, I marched straight towards them all not taking my eyes of Dumbledore. Whatever they were talking or arguing about stopped abruptly as soon as they saw me.

“Granger?”, Draco said confused, he looked round to the others who looked as startled as he did, Dumbledore showed no emotion.

“You’ve finally escaped miss Granger when they were distracted, a clever move if I must say-”, Dumbledore smiled.

“Your right, I have escaped, escaped from the cover you were trying to pull over my eyes. You tried to kill me! Instead my baby had to suffer for your so called greatness. No one knew I was coming here, I wasn’t allowed but I still came”

“And why may that be miss Granger?”

“To see the look in your eyes as you die. My life was destroyed when I was taken and no one came to rescue me, I was left to defend myself alone, but then I realised, no matter how evil and wrong the dark lord is, he never lied to me”

“I see”

“Granger what the fuck are you doing here! He is going to kill you when you go back”, Draco shouted at me

“it’s a good thing im not going back then”, I looked away and up to Dumbledore who was still smiling, “I don’t see what your so happy about. Im doing this not for the dark lord but for myself, AVADA KEDAVARA!”, I screamed as a bolt of green hit him squarely in the chest, his eyes were lifeless and his body fell, that was the end of Albus Dumbledore. A tear fell down my cheek and I turned away.

“Grang-Hermione, you-you killed him”, Draco stuttered

“He needed to die for a more personal reason than just orders”, I said simply, I heard footsteps and looked up to see who it was,

“Hermione? What are you doing here! Your not supposed to be-”, Snape said angrily

“Snape she killed him, she just turned up and killed him!”, a small deatheater said

“Is this true?”, he said looking down at the heap which was Dumbledore

“They aren’t likely to lie are they? But if you need confirmation then yes I did and there’s the body. Give the dark lord a message from me, tell him I cant be apart of it anymore, I have grown tired of having to serve, but most of all tell the bastard what I said earlier was true”, I finished and touched the portkey as it glowed.
I was whisked away with the last thing I saw at Hogwarts was Draco’s confused, Snape’s half sympathetic and a just appeared Harry’s angry eyes.

I landed on soft grass, it was dark but so much warmer than at Hogwarts. The crashing of waves told me I was by the sea so I looked at my surroundings. I was in a park a few yards from the beach, a quiet road of villas nearby and a peaceful feeling made me smile.
A small path sign told me I was in muggle France, safe for now.

*

One month mater Voldemort took over the ministry and then the world, that was when everything stopped. Only those who rebelled died, he didn’t want a massacre, he wanted order under his power. Everyone who couldn’t afford to live in Voldemort’s new world became a ‘servant’, everyone who went against him was tortured and killed, everyone who didn’t obey his laws were thrown into Azkaban.
The world became a darker place but there was some light in his works. He wasn’t as cold-blooded as he originally was, he didn’t kill out of pleasure but for reason, he gave ‘fair’ trials and wasn’t as evil as he could be-well he was too evil for comfort anyway but I knew he was capable of being so much worse.

I stayed hidden in the south of France, occasionally travelling through other places but I always returned, it was where I felt safest. I knew Voldemort was looking for me, I could feel the crackling on my thigh and a slight pull inside like someone as trying to take me away every now and again.

All I knew was at least I had one more day of freedom.
I still loved him but I just didn’t want to be a murderer or anything like that. I wanted freedom and peace.
Even though I had marks and a ring to say so, no longer was I his.
I laughed.

The end?

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Hermione is free? Are you really free if your are imprisoned in hiding?

Yes it’s the lame ending of my lame story lol
Its not exactly the end but its going to continue in a sequel. I just didn’t want ONE looooong story.
Watch this space for the sequel-I promise it wont be long. UPDATE: First chapter of sequel is out, 'Mine'.