Cursed Wolf II

Chapter 3 Blood Bonds


Hermione looked at Harry, “Isn’t there a spell or a potion I can take?”

“We need to go home and stay together. The stronger our bond is the harder it will be for him to call you,” Harry said.

Mr. Granger started to talk softly to him self, “She should stay at home with her family.”

“What is it dad?” Hermione asked.

“I think you should come back to the house so we can look after you,” Mr. Granger commented a little louder.

“I think we should go back to our house. There are too many things that can go wrong here,” Harry reported.

“We can take care of her. Look at what you’ve done so far chased and seduced my daughter as some beast. Taken her away from us and taught her magic. She’s a total out cast now thanks to you.” her father spat out.

“Not were we live, not in my world she just like everyone else. She accepted there, will be loved and cared for there. Hermione will have friends and … we’re getting married with or without your blessing.”

“Why is Marcus after Hermione?” Mr. Granger asked, “Because she’s a witch or because she’s with you?”

“Both. She allowed him to kiss her. It’s easier to manipulate people once you break down a wall or open a gate. It’s like a small wound that gets infected that can still make you sick and kill you.” Harry said.

“Harry I’m sorry. I didn’t know he was wizard. I didn’t know what a kiss could do.”

“It can do a lot of things: welcome, bid farewell, give hope, give life and take it away.” He sighed saying, “Why did you think I took so long to kiss you? I didn’t want to chance just a friend’s kiss it had to be a friend becoming lover kiss within the same kisses. You had to want me….”Harry said but was interrupted.

“Excuse me,” Hermione father said aloud, “I’m right here and I don’t want know what you to have been doing on your dates.”

The carriage came to the driveway. Mr. Granger got out helped Hermione out of the carriage. He went in to the barn to open the doors more and making room to fit the carriage in it.

Mrs. Granger came out of the house and gasped out loud turning she ran back in to the house.

Hermione though that her mother was going to get a clean rag for her wounds as Harry help her walk towards the house.

Suddenly men came running out of the house and Mrs. Granger yelled,
“There he is. That’s the boy that kidnapped and brain washed my daughter.”

Within seconds three men jumped Harry and Hermione. Pulling them apart and one took a baton and hit Harry over the head knocking him un-conscious.

“Harry!” Hermione cried out fighting, trying to get to him.

The other policemen pushed Hermione in to the house and sat her down,
“There, there miss your safe now. He won’t be bothering you anymore.”

“No you don’t understand. He didn’t kidnap me I went with him willingly.” Hermione screamed getting up out the chair she felt light head and dizzy, blinking she found herself on the floor. Blinking again she was suddenly on the couch.

“Where’s Harry?” Hermione said seating up.

“Ummm, Your father’s gone to bail him out of jail.” Hermione‘s mother told her.

“Jail? Why did you have him arrested? Mom I going to marry him are you trying to ruin everything? He’ll think my family’s insane and come to his senses and leave me.” Hermione said angrily.

Hours went by and nothing, no Harry no Mr. Granger. Finally at three o’clock in the morning Mr. Granger arrived home. Hermione rushed to the door and saw her father alone rubbing his eyes and yawning,
“Dad where’s Harry? You bail him out didn’t you?”

“Bail? No I didn’t have to.” her father said then glance at his wife and then at Hermione, “He’s in the hospital with a big bump in his head and he’s out cold. They’re keeping him there for observation. They’ll release him in the afternoon most likely. Get some sleep Hermione. He’ll be fine. I told them to call as soon as he wakes up. So go to bed,” and he kissed her.

At five o’clock AM something woke Hermione up for a dead sleep. She ran down stair expecting to see Harry but no one there. She listened; hearing nothing Hermione went back to bed and started drifting off again when she heard her name being said. She looked around the room. Her neck ached and she remembered what Harry said.

She made herself go back to sleep and dreamt of Marcus laying on the ground, helpless naked while Harry put a binding spell on him and then sent a message to the ministry of magic telling them to come and get Marcus. In the dream her eyes were open to how cruel Harry was. He didn’t bandage Marcus bites or put clothes on him. He just bound and gagged Marcus naked for the whole world to see. Marcus was bleeding really badly judging by the small puddle of blood that was under him. How could she be so thoughtless? Marcus was just doing what Harry had done just a few days ago. Maybe he too needed love? He kiss her first on their date, he apologized for being an idiot and asked for forgiveness. Maybe she wanted him to kiss her just to see what it felt like. Hermione brain exploded.

‘Oh my god I lead Marcus on I went out with him, let him kiss me. I knew he had feelings for me and yet I … He went looking for me, he search the woods and got others to look for me as well.’ Hermione thought.

Harry was the one who didn’t tell her the truth right away. He was jealous of Marcus when he kissed me. Why, because Marcus had a backbone? Because he expressed his feelings for me right then and there. She never went out with him again so how could he explain the curse, the running in the woods. He just wanted to have a chance of getting my love and I never let him have that chance. It was always Harry. Harry who taught her a spell to keep safe, but Harry broke that, the wolf dug a hole under the barrier. He said he’d give me ten days to think about staying with him or not and he lied about that too.

Hermione’s eyes were open and tears were flowing from them.

“You lied to me Harry. Why? Why?” and a great crushing sensation came from her heart as she cried out loud with grasp. She didn’t know how long she cried one hour, five maybe?

She looked at the clock and it was 7:10. She heard the birds singing.
‘Marcus! She had to see Marcus as soon as possible but where was he? How could she find him?’ she thought to her self.

Hermione went downstairs and got a pot of water to put tea on, soon her mother was there sitting at the table. Hermione sighed and said,
“Oh mom, I’m so stupid, you were right I was wrong. I have to talk to Marcus and tell him I’m sorry.”

“What? What about Harry?” her mother asked.

“I can’t talk to him now I have talk to Marcus,” turning she ran upstairs and got dressed quickly. Hermione walked in to the garden and couldn’t stand being there, so she went through the gate and into the woods.
She heard her name being called in the distance. Hermione followed the voice to the edge where the woods began and the village ended. There was Marcus, bruise and beaten looking. Wearing the clothing he had on hours ago. Smiling weakly at her with an unsure smile,
“Hermione! You came.” he said with relief.

“Yes I’m here and I’m so sorry for last night and for not giving you a chance…” Hermione said but he cut her off.

“Sshhhhh,” shaking his head and holding out his arms to embrace her.
“Harry Potter has a way of getting people to see his point of view and only his, he charms everyone into thinking he’s a wonderful person,” Marcus said.

“No he has a reputation of being a trouble maker for some reason,” Hermione pointed out.

“That’s true for most of the village, but he charmed you,” Marcus commented.

“I remember him from years before he had that reputation. We used to play in the woods.” Hermione commented.

“Well people change,” Marcus told her.

“How did you get away from the Ministry?” Hermione asked.

“Woke up just before they got there and ... Well I’ve lived with magic all my life I don’t have a lot of magic, but I know how to use it,” Marcus commented, “ I can get myself of out a bind.”

“Now what do we do?” Hermione asked.

“First break the bond between you and Potter.” Marcus remarked.
He pulled his wand out of his pants and said, “In order to break the bond we need to have a bond of our own, do you trust me Hermione?” Marcus asked with desperation in his voice.

Hermione thought for a moment and felt she could put her life in his hands and she would safe, “Yes I trust you Marcus.”

A big grin grew on his face and he leaned to her and kissed her on the cheek, “And I trust you. Now we have to break one bond and make another at the same time we cut our thumbs and press the wounds together.” Marcus explained.

“Alright.” Hermione said.

“Yeah alright for him.” Harry voice came behind a tree, “What are you going do with her? Use a spell on her until needed?”

“Harry what are you doing here? I thought you were in the hospital?” Hermione asked.

“I let myself out.” He said.

“Hermione?” Harry said as he held out his hand for her to take.
She shook her head and stepped away from him.

“Hermione please come with me. You don’t want to be with him.” Harry said.

“Sounds like he’s trying to make your decisions for you to me.” Marcus commented.

“Hermione the longer you stay with him the harder it will be to get away from him and his influence.” Harry told her.

“Maybe his influence is better than yours. He hasn’t lied to me or tricked me,” Hermione spat out. “YOU manipulated my family; you’ve lied to me. You said I’d be safe in the circle and you dug a hole to get to me,” tears form in her eyes and rage went through her veins, “I trusted you. You bastard,” and she took two steps towards him a slapped him across the face, cutting his bottom lip, “ You made me care for you. You used me.”

“I never used you.” Harry said slowly.

Marcus put his hand on her shoulder and said,
“ Hermione cut yourself so you can be rid of him.”

Marcus took his wand and cut his thumb and then gave it to Hermione,
“ Here just a little cut and then we press our fingers together, it will help break his bond on you, and we can be together.”

“Hermione don’t please, don’t listen to him he tricking you.” Harry said to her.

“Just like you tricked me?” Hermione asked.
“I didn’t trick you. I warned you THAT NIGHT NOT TO TRUST ME FROM THEN ON” he stepped toward her as she cut herself with the wand, “THAT I WAS GOING TO DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER TO CATCH YOU, REMEMBER!” Harry took another step.

Marcus took her hand and pressed their thumbs together.
Harry stepped closer with anger in his eyes as he sucked on his cut lip, Marcus stepped back and Hermione stepped in front of him shielding him from Harry.

But Harry grabbed Hermione by the shoulder and pulled her close and kissed her open mouthed. Hermione could taste his blood in her mouth. He held her tight forcing her to stay in the kissing position but not really kissing her. To her it was like he was forcing poison into her mouth. She struggled, pushing him away. Pushing off of him to get away.

He released his hold on her making her fall back and land hard on the ground. Then Harry punched Marcus in the stomach and he fell to the ground near Hermione. And then Harry stepped back and watched them.

Hermione crawled over to Marcus confused and asked,
“Why is he doing this? I want to go ...” Hermione told him.

Marcus looked at her and said,
“Kill him Hermione. Kill him before he kills us,” he whispered to her and he handed his wand to her.

Harry just watched.

Hermione hesitated for a moment and Marcus nodded.

Hermione took it and slowly raised her hand at Harry.
“Don’t point that at me,” Harry said simply and just pointed his wand at her, the wand flew out of her hand.

“See he going to kills us now,” Marcus panted out.

“No. I’m not going to kill you,” he said to Hermione. He turned to Marcus, “Thou I should kill you.” Harry turn to sit between the roots of a tree.

Marcus got up and tackled Harry from behind shouting,
“Coward! Come on! Fight me,” as he punched Harry in the back.
Harry fell onto his belly and Marcus kicked in him under his ribs knocking the wind out of Harry.

Hermione got to her feet and picked up Marcus’s wand off the ground and shouted “Come on let’s go.”

She grabbed his arm and pulled him off of Harry.

“Wait.” Marcus said and took the wand for Hermione pointed at Harry and said, “Petrificus Totalus.”

Harry stiffened lying on his side facing them. Marcus kicked him again in the ribs making Harry groan through gritted teeth.

“Marcus, come on!” Hermione yelled at him.

“Wait a second I want to show Potter here what he will be missing,” and he grabbed Hermione and kissed her. Marcus stuck his tongue past Hermione lips and nearly down her throat.

Shocked she pulled away. He pulled her back and cupped her breast. Hermione felt rage coming over her and she shoved his hand off of her. Soon they were wrestling and Hermione mind slowly felt like it was waking from a bad dream to a nightmare reality.

“Marcus let go of me,” Hermione she ordered.

“Come on Hermione, we together now forever. Get used to this,” he snapped.

But this only incensed her more and she pushed him back off of her and without thinking curled her fingers together and pulled her arm back and shot her wrist into Marcus’s face.

He fell hard blood flowing out of his nose and the corner of his mouth.

Harry was suddenly on his feet wand in hand pointing it at Marcus, “Petrificus Totalus.”
“You alright?” Harry asked as he turned to Hermione.

“Fine,” she said dazed. Hermione looked over at Marcus who was frozen on the ground.
“I’m not sure what happened,” she told Harry.

“I broke the bond between the two of you. And now…” Harry looked at her sadly, “You’re free.”

“How did you break it?” Hermione asked.

“I made you drink my blood, I tasted your blood the first night and nipped you that made our bond. Marcus bit you and gave you his blood breaking our bond and bonding you two together. Now you’ve taken my blood breaking/destroying that bond between the two of you.”

“Well it worked. I feel nothing for him. Thank you Harry.” She said as still feeling dazed.

Harry pointed his wand in the air and it lit up green.

“What are you doing?”

“Signaling the Ministry, this time I’m going to make sure they take him.”
A few minutes later people from the ministry appeared and took Harry and Hermione statement and then disappeared in a flash taking Marcus with them. Harry turned to Hermione and said,
“Come on let’s get you home. I’m sure your parents are worried.”

Hermione still dazed stared at Harry and said,
“Something’s different, something’s changed.”

“Come I’ll explain it as we walk,” Harry said regretfully.

“Explain what?” Feeling more confused like she was drunk or had a high fever.

“All bonds are broken. In a little while all these weeks we’ve been together will fade and seem like a faded memory or dream you can’t remember details from. It will be like before. I’ll take away the running in the woods both of them. That would make you go insane. It will be like before you ran from me.” Harry said his voice faded and cracked. Hermione looked at him and he was wiping tears off his face.

“I don’t understand. Why don’t I feel anything right now? I look at you and I know were friends... and we’re together,” it felt weird saying it aloud, “I feel off track or something.”

“You will for a few days. Bonding spells aren’t supposed to be .. well it’s not good for someone to have three bonding spells put on them less than three days of each other. The closest thing I can explain to you is it’s like having a delay reaction to a trauma.. Like have a bad car accident and in a few days realized you have a hurt back. You’re going to be depressed sometimes, feel alone, you may feel some regret or lost, but it will only be for a short time like mourning period. After that you feel better and your life will go on you’ll get a job or go to school, travel.. Have loads of boyfriends.”

“Wait what about you, what about us, we’re going to be married,” Hermione posed.

“Hermione we don’t have a bond now. We have a friendship and that will fade in your memory too. I so wish it wasn’t. This is my fault. Three nights ago you chose to stay with your parents. You ran for you freedom and family. Your parent unknowingly gave you to me that night saying they were going to put you in hospital. I felt so guilty I felt I took that choice away from you,” he said sadly,
“But I wanted you so much.”

“You don’t now?” Hermione asked.

Nodding and he breathed in sharply,
“Oh yes!” and he swallow hard looking up at the trees for a moment and then down at her, whispering “yeah so much,” putting his hand to her cheek,” more than ever.”

“Can’t we build a bond between us again?” Hermione asked.

“Yes!” He nodded, “but it’s like a broken leg it needs time to heal fully before you can stand on it again to support your body’s weight. And I will wait as long as I have to.”

They walked to the gate to garden. Hermione looked at Harry,
“Will I remember any of this?”

“Yes, in pieces most likely if you want to. The mind sometime erases things we don’t want to remember,” he said opening the gate that was fixed now and the bloodstain was gone.

They went inside the house. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were at the kitchen table, “We were wondering where you were Hermione,” her mother got up and quickly went to her daughter, “What happened to you?”
“I went looking for Marcus and found him.” Hermione told her.

“He’s ... gone now; the Ministry has him in custody. He won’t be around to bother her.” Harry said.

“Well ... who do you want to invite to the wedding?” Mrs. Granger asked.

“There’s not going to be wedding, we called it off.” Harry said simply.

“Well I think that’s a good idea. You’re far too young to get married.” Mrs. Granger remarked.

“Yes too young,” Harry repeated,
“Mr. and Mrs. Granger may I speak with you out in the garden? Please.”

The three of went into the garden and few minutes later came back in.
“Hermione why don’t you lay down for a while; or just relax with a book.” Her mother suggested.

“Except the books I gave you. I need them back.” Harry said.

“But I wanted to keep them.” Hermione said with alarm in her voice.

“You know enough for now, you know how to control your magic, in time you’ll learn more” He assured her. He held up his wand and “ACCIO my magical books.” and in seconds three book zoom in down over their head in to Harry’s hands.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Hermione if that’s ok with you.” Harry asked.

“Harry!” Hermione said, she wanted him to stay to explain why they... She wasn’t in love with him any more. She knew she was very happy with him and wanted to feel that way again,
“Tell me why?”

He stepped toward her and put his hands on her face,
“You are going down the path YOU chose, and it’s the right path for you. In time if it’s possible we will love again as friends and perhaps more.” and he kissed her sweetly on the forehead his face showed his pain and walked out the door quickly.

The rest of the afternoon Hermione read her books as she always had with an annoying sense that she was forgetting something.

Hermione and her mother went to the library were they got onto a computer and Hermione applied for college. She was accepted to nearly all and with some scholarships.

She had a strange dream that night that a little boy was playing hide and seek in the woods. She ran out of the woods to hide in the village leaving the boy far behind when she ran up to a man who pointed his finger at her,
“Obliviate,” he whispered she saw a bright flash of light.

The next morning Hermione woke up with little lilacs flowers in her bed and she got dress and read her books over her breakfast and went to the village to get some fresh fruit for some tarts her grandmother was going to bake. They were leaving sooner then they thought Hermione needing to get things ready for school.