Stylistic Harmony

Chapter Twenty Eight
The entrance hall doors flung open, a flurry of rain poured in, soaking the floor. The figure that caused the disturbance strode across the threshold, his green eyes dark with murderous intent. The portraits hid behind their frames, and the Hogwarts ghosts shied away from the sheer anger seething through Harry's veins. He stalked through the hallways heading ever closer the Heads common room, where he knew he would find Malfoy. He didn't have a plan, he couldn't even see straight, all he could see was blind fury. His only thought was getting Hermione out and exacting revenge on Malfoy for even contemplating taking his best friend away. Reaching the portrait, it took all of his self-control to not kick through the door, but his anger stilled enough to raise his fist and hammer on the canvas.

Ginny stirred in her sleep, awoken by the lightest touch running up her leg, turning her head ever so slightly, her gaze was met by the beautiful indigo eyes that haunted her every moment. He smiled that lazy smile at her and immediately she felt her breath return, her senses were alive again, and her heart was hammering in her chest. He leant down and whispered in her ear,
'Welcome back Red. I heard you were looking for me? Care to tell me how come?" She whimpered, his hand had inched slowly up her skirt, resting at the apex of her thighs. He smirked, then said again, "Come on Lover, answer the question. We're dying to know." She bolted up from the sofa, her head whipping around, sure enough perched elegantly atop the kitchen counter was Hermione, watching them with keen eyes; next to her stood Draco, his silver eyes narrowed, a cigarette drooping from his lips. He was smiling, a cruel look of amusement on his face. Blaise grabbed her chin and snapped her head back towards him, leaning in, he kissed her lightly on the lips. She moaned softly, then stuttered out,
"I need you. P..Please Blaise. I can't do this anymore. I can't be without you. Please. Please." He chuckled then rose from his position next to her. He walked to the counter and pulled the cigarette from Draco's lips, taking a long draw from it. His blond lover smirked, Blaise looked at him, then at Hermione, who smiled slyly,
"Well," he said, "What do you think?" Hermione stretched her arms above her head, which considerably tightened and shortened the thin shirt she had on, causing Draco to shift from his position and drag her off the counter to stand in front of him, he dipped his head to her neck, lapping at the exposed skin. She melted into his embrace, reaching her arm around to clutch the back of his head. Her eyes lifted to meet Blaise's, recognising the lust that was growing. She smiled,
"She's all yours Baby. Take what you want." He smiled, then turned to claim his prize. He pulled Ginny off the couch, slung her over his shoulder and carried her to his bedroom, leaving Draco and Hermione alone. The blond smiled at his girlfriend,
"Hmm, that was awfully big of you Angel. Are you really ready to give him up like that?" She grinned cheekily, and kissed him, snaking her hand down his chest, slipping her fingers past the waistband of his jeans,
"Who says we're giving him up?" She whispered huskily. He laughed and hoisted her back onto the counter, his fingers tugging at the hem of the shirt, pushing it past her stomach. He dipped his head and licked up her thigh, before a furious hammering on the door halted his taking any further actions. He growled,
"For fucks sake what now?!" Striding to the door, he threw it open, fully ready to yell at anyone on the threshold. Before he could do anything a fist connected with the side of his head, and all he saw was black.

The portrait door opened, Harry's fist curled, and at the first sign of platinum blond hair, he swung with all the strength he could find. Malfoy was out cold before he could even blink. Harry stepped over his prone form and strode into the room. He was greeted by the sight of his best friend half naked atop the kitchen counter. She looked up and saw him, prompting her to leap up and tug the shirt down to save her modesty. She started forward towards Draco, her anger thunderous, but Harry grabbed her arm stopped her. He pulled off his cloak and tossed it to her, she pulled it round her shoulders then turned to face off with her former best friend. Strangely enough, he was looking at her with pity, she was confused,
"What the fuck Potter?!" She yelled, hopefully loud enough to alert Blaise all the way upstairs, Harry stepped cautiously towards her and said,
"Get dressed and pack your stuff. I'm taking you away from here. Its the only way." She raised her eyebrows in amusement,
"Are you tripping? I'm not going anywere, especially not with you." Harry clenched his fists, and took another step forwards,
"He's put a spell on you Hermione, its the only way to explain how you're behaving. If I take you away, he can't hurt you anymore. You'll be safe. You'll be safe with me and Ron." She couldn't help it, she laughed out loud, out the corner of her eye she could see a shadow on the staircase, and over Harry's shoulder Draco was stirring. Harry took a few more steps forward, he had almost reached her now, she stepped back,
"You're delusional Potter. I'm here of my own free will." He could see her eyes changing colour, darkening, he took that as a sign of a curse. He knew it, Malfoy had cursed her. Harry's heart sank, he had made a promise to himself, though some part of him was relieved, he was going to make Malfoy pay for all that he had done, but first things first, he had to get Hermione out of harm's way. He practically ran to her, curling his fingers around her upper arm, dragging her towards the staircase. She struggled in his grasp, "Get the fuck off me!" She screamed. Over by the doorway, Draco was awake, roused by the scream of his girlfriend. He dragged himself to stand and turned around. In front of him, Potter had Hermione by the arm and was pulling her toward the staircase, at the bottom of which was Blaise, standing his ground, furious menace in his eyes. The pain in Draco's head turned to dark fury and he hauled arse across the room with blinding speed, catching hold of Potter by the hair and tossing him backwards. Hermione was almost dropped to the floor but was caught by Blaise, who had stepped forward into the fray. Draco caught his friends eye, Blaise was angry, his eyes darkened to black. Draco's eyes flashed back the same dark tone, Blaise nodded and threw Draco his wand. His arm raised, the Malfoy heir turned to face his enemy. He growled out,
"Don't you dare fucking touch her again. She doesn't need you anymore. You want her back, you are going to have to through me, and probably Blaise to. Are you man enough for it Potter?" Harry snarled,
"Man enough, Malfoy? At least I don't have to bewitch girls to get them to sleep with me! You better release whatever spell you've put on her, then you and I are going to finish this once and for all." Harry raised his wand, pointed it at Hermione and shouted 'Finite Incartatum', it hit her square in the stomach, she doubled over in pain. Draco was livid, he raised his own wand and shouted,
"Wrong move, wanker!" The atmosphere in the room shifted and the sky outside rumbled and cracked, a vivid flash of red shot across the room and Harry was thrown backwards into the wall. He quickly regained his footing and hit back with a well placed attack, which missed and hit a wall. Stone tumbled down, the noise reverberated around the room and shook the foundations. All to quickly, Draco was behind Harry his arm locked around his throat, choking the life out of him. He tightened his grip and said harshly,
"Are you ready Potter? Say goodbye...." Hermione blinked hard, in front of her lay an impossible choice, support the man she loved, or save her best friend. She blinked again, wishing it would disappear, wishing that her and Draco could just be left to themselves, happy in the knowledge that they could be together without rules, or dangers, but she knew that would never be. Not with Harry hunting them down at every opportunity. So here was her choice, could she stand by and watch her lover choke the life out of her best friend of six years, become the murderer that everyone mistook him for or should she save Harry, the wizarding worlds saviour, their hope to defeat Voldemort. Fortunately for her, at that moment someone else burst through the portrait door, wand in hand. The figure headed straight for Draco and Harry, and in an instant, the person's wand was at Draco's throat, Lupin spoke,
"Let him go Malfoy, or I will finish what he's started no matter how much I object to it." Draco caught her eye, and saw the anguish there, reluctantly he released Harry from the stanglehold he had on him. Harry dropped to the floor gasping for air. Draco put his hands up, turned around and backed up towards Hermione and Blaise. Lupin edged forward and pulled Harry to his feet. "You alright Harry?"
"Yeah." Harry rasped out. Lupin nodded, then rounded on Draco, Hermione and Blaise, he addressed Hermione first,
"Hermione, I don't know what's going on here and frankly I don't want to know, but right now its affecting everyone and that is no good." She fought the urge to whack Lupin herself, she stepped forward and stood next to Draco. He looked down at her and smiled slightly, in that instant she made her choice. She couldn't, wouldn't go back to her old life now, too much had changed. Harry looked at her, and she looked back at him. His heart sank, he could see it behind her eyes, she wasn't coming back, but still he had to ask,
"Well Hermione, I've made it clear what I think. You have to choose. Him or us. You can't have both." She smirked and wrapped her arm around Draco's waist,
"I choose him. I love him." Hearing those three words come from her lips Harry saw red, with lightening quick speed he swiped Lupins wand from his hand, raised it and with all the malice, hatred and disgust he felt he shouted,
"Avada..........."
Lupin reached for him.
Blaise stood, his feet rooted to the spot.
Hermione's grip on him tightened.
Draco closed his eyes, ready for it.
"HARRY! NO!!!!!!!" She screamed, he was halted, shell shocked, unable to finish his curse. His eyes fixed at the sight of his girlfriend wrapped in an emerald green robe, stood at the bottom of the stairs. Harry's heart tore in two.