Treacherous Angels
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
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Adult ++
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9
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Chapter four
“I don’t know why you insist on wearing those jumpers all the time. It’s 90 degrees in here.” Ron said, drinking his lemonade.
She paused and looked at them. They were waiting for an answer, “You want me to take it off?” she asked.
“Please do. You’re making me even hotter than I am now.” Harry agreed.
“If you wish.” She replied, pulling her jumper from her body.
Harry and Ron’s jaws dropped. There it was. The Dark Mark. On her wrist. The two boys stood and backed away.
“It is a lot cooler without it on.” she said, folding it into a neat pile and placing it beside her.
“Please tell me that’s a joke…” Harry whispered.
She pulled out her wand, “Pertrificus Totalus!” she shouted, getting both of them in one flick of her wand.
“No joke.” She said, taking Ron’s drink into her hands an sculling it down gingerly.
.:0:.
“She can’t…it’s not possible…she’s a mudblood! A muggleborn for Merlin’s sake!” Draco stammered, feeling his stomach rise to his throat.
“Actually, as we speak, Severus and Goyle have gone to collect her. And your new friends.” Lucius whispered.
“But, the Veritaserum. You drank it! You couldn’t have lied!” Draco said confused.
“Ah yes, lovely. Water and food dye do a lot son.” Lucius replied, standing from his chair.
“But I made it myself!”
“But who gave it to me?”
“Hermione…”
“Exactly. It’s called transfiguration. I’m sure McGonagall gave you top marks in that class.”
“I’ve got to warn them…” Draco muttered, running towards the door.
“Crucio!” Lucius yelled, sending Draco to the floor in a mass heap of bone crunching pain.
Draco screamed as his body contorted in pain, writhing on the floor. He couldn’t scream, he couldn’t breathe. His body just fitted in torment as he heard his father’s cruel laugh.
“You thought that I would really betray the Dark Lord? Oh he will be pleased. I’m sure Hermione told you she had a plan…a plan for bait? Unfortunately, for you, you walked straight into it without thinking. It’s funny how much you despise her, but she can control you like a doll…” Lucius said, finally releasing the spell when Draco fell unconscious.
.:0:.
“Pleasure to see you again Miss Granger.” Came the silky stern voice of Severus Snape.
“The pleasure is all mine.” She said looking down on Ron and Harry.
“Draco is with Lucius as we speak. I’m sure he’ll take down a notch.” Said Gregory Goyle.
“Excellent. Let’s take them back then shall we?” she said.
They pressed their wands to Harry and Ron’s neck and both felt the pang of Side-Along-Apparition. In an instant, Harry and Ron, along with Hermione, Goyle and Snape were standing – and laying – in Lucius den, next to an unconscious Draco.
“Hello dear.” Lucius said wistfully.
“Evening Lucius.” Replied with a smirk.
Lucius coughed, “I’m sure the Dark Lord will be eager to see these two. Miss Granger and I shall escort them to the dungeons.”
“Shall we let him know?” asked Goyle.
“What do you think?” Hermione snapped, flicking her wand at Harry, lifting his body into the air.
Lucius did the same to Ron and the two carried them through the passage in the stone wall and down to the dungeons. Lucius walked just behind Hermione as they descended the narrow staircase. When they reached the bottom, Hermione smelt the familiar aroma of death and torture. She took a deep breath and opened the first iron bar door. She practically threw Harry in there and locked the door.
Lucius put Ron in the third one, as the second was already occupied buy Viktor Krum. Hermione looked, then looked again. She rushed over to the second cell and crouched down.
“Viktor?” she asked worriedly.
She hadn’t been told about his capture, “Viktor It’s me. Hermione.” She said softly.
Lucius looked down at her, “Don’t bother with that wart.” He said.
“Why wasn’t I told about his capturing? Why wasn’t I informed dammit!” she screamed at Lucius.
“You didn’t need to know.” He replied calmly.
“I didn’t need to know? Didn’t i? Viktor is harmless!” she said, poking him in the chest.
He closed his eyes and opened them again slowly, “The Dark Lord didn’t think you required –“ he started.
“Don’t give me that The Dark Lord bullshit Lucius! You know just as well as I, that Viktor Krum is as much a fairy princess as Ginny Weasley was!” she interrupted.
“What do you want me to do about it?” he snapped.
“Nothing. I’ll do it myself.” She said, marching back up the staircase.
“Fantastic.” He muttered, leaving after her.
.:0:.
“My lord…” Hermione said, getting down onto her knee.
“My sweet Hermione. Severus and Gregory tell me that you have successfully, captured and contained Harry and his friend.” Voldemort said, placing his hand under chin, lifting her gaze to his.
“Yes My Lord. It’s wasn’t hard. I apologize for wasting time.” She said.
“No need for apologies my dear. Up you stand.” He said, raising her from the ground.
“My lord, may I have permission to ask a question regarding one of the captives in the dungeons?’ she asked politely.
“Ask away.” He said, taking a seat.
“Lucius informs me that Viktor Krum is somewhat of a threat to you. I was just curious as to why I wasn’t told about his capturing. No disrespect of course.” She said.
“Ah, yes. The – what did that woman call him? Ah, the Bulgarian Bon-Bon. Hilarious. I had my regrets about him involving the Tri-Wizard tournament. He was meant to kill that Diggory before he got to the cup. Instead, Krum was stopped by none other than the person that he was supposed to kill. Although he didn’t know he was bewitched, he should not have failed me. Therefore, his failure resulted in a disarray of torture. Does that answer your question?” Voldemort explained.
“Yes My lord. Thank you.” She lied, bowing her head.
She paused and looked at them. They were waiting for an answer, “You want me to take it off?” she asked.
“Please do. You’re making me even hotter than I am now.” Harry agreed.
“If you wish.” She replied, pulling her jumper from her body.
Harry and Ron’s jaws dropped. There it was. The Dark Mark. On her wrist. The two boys stood and backed away.
“It is a lot cooler without it on.” she said, folding it into a neat pile and placing it beside her.
“Please tell me that’s a joke…” Harry whispered.
She pulled out her wand, “Pertrificus Totalus!” she shouted, getting both of them in one flick of her wand.
“No joke.” She said, taking Ron’s drink into her hands an sculling it down gingerly.
.:0:.
“She can’t…it’s not possible…she’s a mudblood! A muggleborn for Merlin’s sake!” Draco stammered, feeling his stomach rise to his throat.
“Actually, as we speak, Severus and Goyle have gone to collect her. And your new friends.” Lucius whispered.
“But, the Veritaserum. You drank it! You couldn’t have lied!” Draco said confused.
“Ah yes, lovely. Water and food dye do a lot son.” Lucius replied, standing from his chair.
“But I made it myself!”
“But who gave it to me?”
“Hermione…”
“Exactly. It’s called transfiguration. I’m sure McGonagall gave you top marks in that class.”
“I’ve got to warn them…” Draco muttered, running towards the door.
“Crucio!” Lucius yelled, sending Draco to the floor in a mass heap of bone crunching pain.
Draco screamed as his body contorted in pain, writhing on the floor. He couldn’t scream, he couldn’t breathe. His body just fitted in torment as he heard his father’s cruel laugh.
“You thought that I would really betray the Dark Lord? Oh he will be pleased. I’m sure Hermione told you she had a plan…a plan for bait? Unfortunately, for you, you walked straight into it without thinking. It’s funny how much you despise her, but she can control you like a doll…” Lucius said, finally releasing the spell when Draco fell unconscious.
.:0:.
“Pleasure to see you again Miss Granger.” Came the silky stern voice of Severus Snape.
“The pleasure is all mine.” She said looking down on Ron and Harry.
“Draco is with Lucius as we speak. I’m sure he’ll take down a notch.” Said Gregory Goyle.
“Excellent. Let’s take them back then shall we?” she said.
They pressed their wands to Harry and Ron’s neck and both felt the pang of Side-Along-Apparition. In an instant, Harry and Ron, along with Hermione, Goyle and Snape were standing – and laying – in Lucius den, next to an unconscious Draco.
“Hello dear.” Lucius said wistfully.
“Evening Lucius.” Replied with a smirk.
Lucius coughed, “I’m sure the Dark Lord will be eager to see these two. Miss Granger and I shall escort them to the dungeons.”
“Shall we let him know?” asked Goyle.
“What do you think?” Hermione snapped, flicking her wand at Harry, lifting his body into the air.
Lucius did the same to Ron and the two carried them through the passage in the stone wall and down to the dungeons. Lucius walked just behind Hermione as they descended the narrow staircase. When they reached the bottom, Hermione smelt the familiar aroma of death and torture. She took a deep breath and opened the first iron bar door. She practically threw Harry in there and locked the door.
Lucius put Ron in the third one, as the second was already occupied buy Viktor Krum. Hermione looked, then looked again. She rushed over to the second cell and crouched down.
“Viktor?” she asked worriedly.
She hadn’t been told about his capture, “Viktor It’s me. Hermione.” She said softly.
Lucius looked down at her, “Don’t bother with that wart.” He said.
“Why wasn’t I told about his capturing? Why wasn’t I informed dammit!” she screamed at Lucius.
“You didn’t need to know.” He replied calmly.
“I didn’t need to know? Didn’t i? Viktor is harmless!” she said, poking him in the chest.
He closed his eyes and opened them again slowly, “The Dark Lord didn’t think you required –“ he started.
“Don’t give me that The Dark Lord bullshit Lucius! You know just as well as I, that Viktor Krum is as much a fairy princess as Ginny Weasley was!” she interrupted.
“What do you want me to do about it?” he snapped.
“Nothing. I’ll do it myself.” She said, marching back up the staircase.
“Fantastic.” He muttered, leaving after her.
.:0:.
“My lord…” Hermione said, getting down onto her knee.
“My sweet Hermione. Severus and Gregory tell me that you have successfully, captured and contained Harry and his friend.” Voldemort said, placing his hand under chin, lifting her gaze to his.
“Yes My Lord. It’s wasn’t hard. I apologize for wasting time.” She said.
“No need for apologies my dear. Up you stand.” He said, raising her from the ground.
“My lord, may I have permission to ask a question regarding one of the captives in the dungeons?’ she asked politely.
“Ask away.” He said, taking a seat.
“Lucius informs me that Viktor Krum is somewhat of a threat to you. I was just curious as to why I wasn’t told about his capturing. No disrespect of course.” She said.
“Ah, yes. The – what did that woman call him? Ah, the Bulgarian Bon-Bon. Hilarious. I had my regrets about him involving the Tri-Wizard tournament. He was meant to kill that Diggory before he got to the cup. Instead, Krum was stopped by none other than the person that he was supposed to kill. Although he didn’t know he was bewitched, he should not have failed me. Therefore, his failure resulted in a disarray of torture. Does that answer your question?” Voldemort explained.
“Yes My lord. Thank you.” She lied, bowing her head.