Merlin's Coven
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Merlin’s Coven
Chapter 5
“You’re what!?” Harry Potter shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the Great Hall. Hermione had been reaching for her pumpkin juice, after casually mentioning that she was going to marry Draco Malfoy. She inadvertently knocked the juice over with her hand with Harry’s reaction. Ron was sitting next Hermione rubbing her back with his hand in a show of moral support, with Harry across from them at the Gryffindor table. The new boy, Franz was sitting next to Harry reading the Daily Prophet. The trio paid him no attention.
“Just what I said Harry. I’m marrying Mal-Draco tonight in the Great Hall. I’d like you and Ron and Ginny to be my bridesmaids…or bridesboys, if the title disturbs you.” Ron laughed and patted Hermione’s hand. Franz Herrin, the new boy looked up from his paper, dropping his fork loudly at this.
“Yeah, of course Mione,” Ron said.
“Of course, ‘Mione? Just what kind of spell has Malfoy put on the both of you today?” Harry stood up and glared at Draco, who was observing the scene from the Slytherin table. He stood up too, when he saw Potter stand and glare at him. Draco glared back.
“No spell Harry. We are getting married today and with or without your support I am going to marry Draco Malfoy. He’s asked me and I’m delighted to become his wife.”
“Bloody hell Hermione! Just what do your parents have to say about this?” Harry had sat back down, when he noticed a few faces in the Great Hall beginning to stare.
“It doesn’t matter what they think,” Hermione said coolly. Ron slid his own pumpkin juice over to her now, a chivalrous act that didn’t go unnoticed by Harry. Harry looked like he was being strangled with inconsistencies as he watched the bizarre behavior of his two best friends.
“You haven’t told them?”
“No, but I will after the wedding.”
“After the wedding? You are afraid they would put a stop to it, that’s why you don’t want to tell them!” Harry’s voice rose again and more faces turned to stare.
“It’s not quite that simple Harry. Yes, I am sure my parents would have reservations…but…Oh,nevermind. What else is going on? Have you had any new leads on the horcrux’s?” Hermione tried to change the subject. Harry was fuming.
“Oh, you mean I’m supposed to share information with you? I thought since you and Ron are in this all powerful, all knowing, cult, that you would have all the answers,” Harry said snidely and with a sense of pain and anguish behind his voice.
“What’s that supposed to mean,harry? Cult?” Ron said.
“Just what I said. Some weird cult is what it is isn’t it? I mean Hermione’s marrying Malfoy and you look like you’re happy about it, when I know you’ve wanted her for years. Been drinking some magic kool-aid, have you?” Harry chuckled sarcastically. Ron had no idea what the comment meant, but he knew it wasn’t nice. Hermione on the other hand, being a muggle born, knew exactly what the comment meant. In muggle history, one such cult leader ordered his followers to drink a deadly cocktail that killed the entire cult. The reference was despicable.
“It’s a coven Harry! You know the magic of coven’s. They used to be common practice in the wizarding world, during the time when Merlin reigned. They fell out of practice a hundred years ago, when wizarding schools were introduced,” Hermione preached.
“They fell out of practice because they teach witches to be followers. Neither of you seem to be thinking for yourselves, since that bloody coven was formed,’ Harry muttered.
“You’re wrong!” Ron said indignantly. “It’s given my life new meaning.”
“Pathetic, Ron,” Harry spat.
“Maybe, maybe not. Or maybe, just maybe, Harry Potter is jealous that he isn’t the center of attention. Does everything always have to be about you?”
“Ron, that isn’t helping,” Hermione got between the two boys, who were now staring each other down as they sat across the table from one another. Hermione caught sight of Draco as he was staring across the hall. He mouthed something and motioned with his hand, a gesture that Hermione knew was his polite way of asking her if his assiatnce was needed. She nodded and waved her hand, letting him know that she could handle it.
“What would I have to be jealous of?” Harry fired back, his face turning red with anger.
“Oh I don’t know…The fact that Merlin is an even more famous wizard then yourself?”
“You bloody git!” Harry said standing.
“Look Harry. Ron and I have extra responsibilities now, but we still want to help you find and destroy the horcrux’s. We should be working together. You should work with the coven, not dismiss us as some entity of lunacy,” Hermione plead.
“I’ll handle it myself thanks,” Harry said staring directly into Hermione’s eyes. Hermione felt tears building behind her chocolate eyes. “Or Franz here will help me. Right Franz?” Harry shot the new boy a look and the boy looked up from his paper and his food and nodded.
“Who the bloody hell is that Harry? You can’t be sharing secrets with him!” Ron spat.
“I can do whatever I want, Ron! You are both doing exactly what it is that you want. Next thing you will be telling me that ‘Mione has been knocked by up the slimy ferret fuck and is going to spit out another Death Eater, that I’m going to eventually have to kill!” Harry stood now, his anger boiling over. Hermione burst into tears and Ron stood and leapt over the table at Harry.
“Take it back! Take back what you said!” Ron grabbed Harry by the collar of his robes. Franz excused himself quickly, none of the trio really taking notice. Draco stood when he saw Hermione’s tears and clamored to get past a group of Slytherins who were blocking his path to the Gryffindor table.
“Get your hands off of me Ron. I’m warning you,” Harry pulled his wand on Ron and Ron let go of his robes but stood in his face. Hermione was seething, her anguish turning to anger at what Harry had said. She stood up and threw her robes back.
“Would you like to curse my baby now Harry? Go on then!” Hermione revealed her baby bump to Harry and Harry’s eyes grew wide at seeing the pregnant Hermione. “I’M HAVING DRACO MALFOY’S BABY AND I’M PROUD OF IT!” Hermione was in a rage. She brandished her wand and pointed it at Harry, as if daring him to say one more thing. Harry dropped his wand and stormed off.
“I thought she was a virgin,” a student at the Gryffindor table said.
“She’s a slut.”
“Pregnant in school? That’s a new one!” a girl laughed. Soon the whole hall was laughing, as Draco pushed past people to reach Hermione. Hermione could hear the whispers and the jeers as she panicked and ran for the doors leading out of the Great Hall. Ron was yelling for her stop, but it was Draco who caught her just before she fled the scene. He grabbed her arm and she spun around, her hair wild and untamed, her eyes wild and dangerous. Draco was stuck by her beauty and for a moment his heart was in his throat. The twinges of lust giving him warm chills down his body.
“What!” Hermione yelled and tried to pull away, brandishing her wand again, before dropping it when she saw it was Draco holding her arm. He took her in his arms and pulled her roughly into his chest. “What are you doing Draco? Everyone heard, let me go!” With both hands wrapped tightly around Hermione’s waist, he pulled her forward even closer, until she was standing with her legs between his, her bulging abdomen pressed against his body growing hard on. She had to arch her back to put any distance between them. That’s when he pulled her in for a kiss. His lips crashed down on hers and Hermione felt his raw passion wash over her. He kissed and licked and she opened her mouth to receive his tongue. He swirled his tongue in her mouth and Hermione plunged her tongue into his mouth, deepening their kiss. She could hear the jeering turning into curiosity and she could hear the high-pitched whispers of a group of Ravenclaw girls sitting near them, start to comment on how sexy Draco was and how they wished they were being kissed like that. Hermione smiled to herself and realized what Draco was doing. He kissed her long and hard, the whole hall watching and then when he broke off he reached for her hand and turned them both around to face the entire student body, minus Harry Potter who had stormed off.
“It’s true. The head girl and boy are having a baby. Therefore, if you see Hermione in the halls, you better not bump or push her, because if you do I’ll hex you. Those of you who know me, know that I’m masterful at disguised spells. It will take Madame Pomfrey days if not weeks, to figure out just what spell I cast on you, and by then you will experience a kind of pain that you have never felt before.” Draco smirked at the frightened second years that were watching in curious fear. “I’m marrying Miss Granger tonight in this hall. You are all invited! If you come, you better dress nice and bloody well behave yourselves, or you might feel the wrath of Merlin himself.” Draco had heard the rumors and he knew that some of the student body at least, were fearful of the new coven. Ron was almost laughing listening to Malfoy, while Fred and George and the others in the coven, stood up, in a show of support. “We love each other. So none of you gossip mongers have any reason to start vicious rumors contrary to that notion. I’m marrying Hermione, because I am in love with the smartest and the sexiest witch at Hogwarts!” He kissed her again, lightly and respectfully this time, and then with his hand in hers, he left the Great Hall. When they were outside and alone, Draco turned to Hermione. His thumbs traced the curvature of her chin and jaw line, as she stared up into his silver eyes. Their heads tilted to the side as they drew closer to one another. He kissed her softly as they stood against the wall hard stone wall.
“Get away from her Death Eater!” Harry stuck his wand into Draco’s back.
Review!?
Little bit shorter then my usual chapters but I will be updating this story until it is done, if people are still interested. I finished Broomsticks and Bedfellows, if anyone was reading that story. I will start on #4 and probably the last Broomsticks story, soon. Just not sure when. I want to pay attention to his story for a while and also delve into the book I am writing which is also a paranormal romance/fantasy.
Chapter 5
“You’re what!?” Harry Potter shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the Great Hall. Hermione had been reaching for her pumpkin juice, after casually mentioning that she was going to marry Draco Malfoy. She inadvertently knocked the juice over with her hand with Harry’s reaction. Ron was sitting next Hermione rubbing her back with his hand in a show of moral support, with Harry across from them at the Gryffindor table. The new boy, Franz was sitting next to Harry reading the Daily Prophet. The trio paid him no attention.
“Just what I said Harry. I’m marrying Mal-Draco tonight in the Great Hall. I’d like you and Ron and Ginny to be my bridesmaids…or bridesboys, if the title disturbs you.” Ron laughed and patted Hermione’s hand. Franz Herrin, the new boy looked up from his paper, dropping his fork loudly at this.
“Yeah, of course Mione,” Ron said.
“Of course, ‘Mione? Just what kind of spell has Malfoy put on the both of you today?” Harry stood up and glared at Draco, who was observing the scene from the Slytherin table. He stood up too, when he saw Potter stand and glare at him. Draco glared back.
“No spell Harry. We are getting married today and with or without your support I am going to marry Draco Malfoy. He’s asked me and I’m delighted to become his wife.”
“Bloody hell Hermione! Just what do your parents have to say about this?” Harry had sat back down, when he noticed a few faces in the Great Hall beginning to stare.
“It doesn’t matter what they think,” Hermione said coolly. Ron slid his own pumpkin juice over to her now, a chivalrous act that didn’t go unnoticed by Harry. Harry looked like he was being strangled with inconsistencies as he watched the bizarre behavior of his two best friends.
“You haven’t told them?”
“No, but I will after the wedding.”
“After the wedding? You are afraid they would put a stop to it, that’s why you don’t want to tell them!” Harry’s voice rose again and more faces turned to stare.
“It’s not quite that simple Harry. Yes, I am sure my parents would have reservations…but…Oh,nevermind. What else is going on? Have you had any new leads on the horcrux’s?” Hermione tried to change the subject. Harry was fuming.
“Oh, you mean I’m supposed to share information with you? I thought since you and Ron are in this all powerful, all knowing, cult, that you would have all the answers,” Harry said snidely and with a sense of pain and anguish behind his voice.
“What’s that supposed to mean,harry? Cult?” Ron said.
“Just what I said. Some weird cult is what it is isn’t it? I mean Hermione’s marrying Malfoy and you look like you’re happy about it, when I know you’ve wanted her for years. Been drinking some magic kool-aid, have you?” Harry chuckled sarcastically. Ron had no idea what the comment meant, but he knew it wasn’t nice. Hermione on the other hand, being a muggle born, knew exactly what the comment meant. In muggle history, one such cult leader ordered his followers to drink a deadly cocktail that killed the entire cult. The reference was despicable.
“It’s a coven Harry! You know the magic of coven’s. They used to be common practice in the wizarding world, during the time when Merlin reigned. They fell out of practice a hundred years ago, when wizarding schools were introduced,” Hermione preached.
“They fell out of practice because they teach witches to be followers. Neither of you seem to be thinking for yourselves, since that bloody coven was formed,’ Harry muttered.
“You’re wrong!” Ron said indignantly. “It’s given my life new meaning.”
“Pathetic, Ron,” Harry spat.
“Maybe, maybe not. Or maybe, just maybe, Harry Potter is jealous that he isn’t the center of attention. Does everything always have to be about you?”
“Ron, that isn’t helping,” Hermione got between the two boys, who were now staring each other down as they sat across the table from one another. Hermione caught sight of Draco as he was staring across the hall. He mouthed something and motioned with his hand, a gesture that Hermione knew was his polite way of asking her if his assiatnce was needed. She nodded and waved her hand, letting him know that she could handle it.
“What would I have to be jealous of?” Harry fired back, his face turning red with anger.
“Oh I don’t know…The fact that Merlin is an even more famous wizard then yourself?”
“You bloody git!” Harry said standing.
“Look Harry. Ron and I have extra responsibilities now, but we still want to help you find and destroy the horcrux’s. We should be working together. You should work with the coven, not dismiss us as some entity of lunacy,” Hermione plead.
“I’ll handle it myself thanks,” Harry said staring directly into Hermione’s eyes. Hermione felt tears building behind her chocolate eyes. “Or Franz here will help me. Right Franz?” Harry shot the new boy a look and the boy looked up from his paper and his food and nodded.
“Who the bloody hell is that Harry? You can’t be sharing secrets with him!” Ron spat.
“I can do whatever I want, Ron! You are both doing exactly what it is that you want. Next thing you will be telling me that ‘Mione has been knocked by up the slimy ferret fuck and is going to spit out another Death Eater, that I’m going to eventually have to kill!” Harry stood now, his anger boiling over. Hermione burst into tears and Ron stood and leapt over the table at Harry.
“Take it back! Take back what you said!” Ron grabbed Harry by the collar of his robes. Franz excused himself quickly, none of the trio really taking notice. Draco stood when he saw Hermione’s tears and clamored to get past a group of Slytherins who were blocking his path to the Gryffindor table.
“Get your hands off of me Ron. I’m warning you,” Harry pulled his wand on Ron and Ron let go of his robes but stood in his face. Hermione was seething, her anguish turning to anger at what Harry had said. She stood up and threw her robes back.
“Would you like to curse my baby now Harry? Go on then!” Hermione revealed her baby bump to Harry and Harry’s eyes grew wide at seeing the pregnant Hermione. “I’M HAVING DRACO MALFOY’S BABY AND I’M PROUD OF IT!” Hermione was in a rage. She brandished her wand and pointed it at Harry, as if daring him to say one more thing. Harry dropped his wand and stormed off.
“I thought she was a virgin,” a student at the Gryffindor table said.
“She’s a slut.”
“Pregnant in school? That’s a new one!” a girl laughed. Soon the whole hall was laughing, as Draco pushed past people to reach Hermione. Hermione could hear the whispers and the jeers as she panicked and ran for the doors leading out of the Great Hall. Ron was yelling for her stop, but it was Draco who caught her just before she fled the scene. He grabbed her arm and she spun around, her hair wild and untamed, her eyes wild and dangerous. Draco was stuck by her beauty and for a moment his heart was in his throat. The twinges of lust giving him warm chills down his body.
“What!” Hermione yelled and tried to pull away, brandishing her wand again, before dropping it when she saw it was Draco holding her arm. He took her in his arms and pulled her roughly into his chest. “What are you doing Draco? Everyone heard, let me go!” With both hands wrapped tightly around Hermione’s waist, he pulled her forward even closer, until she was standing with her legs between his, her bulging abdomen pressed against his body growing hard on. She had to arch her back to put any distance between them. That’s when he pulled her in for a kiss. His lips crashed down on hers and Hermione felt his raw passion wash over her. He kissed and licked and she opened her mouth to receive his tongue. He swirled his tongue in her mouth and Hermione plunged her tongue into his mouth, deepening their kiss. She could hear the jeering turning into curiosity and she could hear the high-pitched whispers of a group of Ravenclaw girls sitting near them, start to comment on how sexy Draco was and how they wished they were being kissed like that. Hermione smiled to herself and realized what Draco was doing. He kissed her long and hard, the whole hall watching and then when he broke off he reached for her hand and turned them both around to face the entire student body, minus Harry Potter who had stormed off.
“It’s true. The head girl and boy are having a baby. Therefore, if you see Hermione in the halls, you better not bump or push her, because if you do I’ll hex you. Those of you who know me, know that I’m masterful at disguised spells. It will take Madame Pomfrey days if not weeks, to figure out just what spell I cast on you, and by then you will experience a kind of pain that you have never felt before.” Draco smirked at the frightened second years that were watching in curious fear. “I’m marrying Miss Granger tonight in this hall. You are all invited! If you come, you better dress nice and bloody well behave yourselves, or you might feel the wrath of Merlin himself.” Draco had heard the rumors and he knew that some of the student body at least, were fearful of the new coven. Ron was almost laughing listening to Malfoy, while Fred and George and the others in the coven, stood up, in a show of support. “We love each other. So none of you gossip mongers have any reason to start vicious rumors contrary to that notion. I’m marrying Hermione, because I am in love with the smartest and the sexiest witch at Hogwarts!” He kissed her again, lightly and respectfully this time, and then with his hand in hers, he left the Great Hall. When they were outside and alone, Draco turned to Hermione. His thumbs traced the curvature of her chin and jaw line, as she stared up into his silver eyes. Their heads tilted to the side as they drew closer to one another. He kissed her softly as they stood against the wall hard stone wall.
“Get away from her Death Eater!” Harry stuck his wand into Draco’s back.
Review!?
Little bit shorter then my usual chapters but I will be updating this story until it is done, if people are still interested. I finished Broomsticks and Bedfellows, if anyone was reading that story. I will start on #4 and probably the last Broomsticks story, soon. Just not sure when. I want to pay attention to his story for a while and also delve into the book I am writing which is also a paranormal romance/fantasy.