Life Begins Anew

Chapter 60 Plans

Voldemort approached his Inner Circle after he finished with Percy, picking up a bottle of firewhiskey, drinking deeply of it and throwing the bottle across the room, watching it shatter.

“Who won the bet?” He commanded. “I know that you do this. Answer me!” Hearing Bella’s loud cackle.

“Bella did My Lord.” Lucius replied. “She bet on four minutes.”

Voldemort looked to her. “And so Bella, sponsorship will go to you. He might not make it as he is a weak wizard not worthy of my Knights.”

Severus looked to his Lord bracing for punishment. “Then why make him a Knight?” He asked.

Voldemort looked to his Knights. “Why indeed? On the small chance that he survives, his purpose will be spent luring Harry Potter out. He is a Weasley and they will listen to him. Once they are captured, I do not care what happens to him. He is a tool to be used and discarded. He thinks my selection is a boon. It is his death.” He chuckled as he looked to his Knights knowingly.

Looking to his group as he pressed his wand to his Mark. Yaxley appeared and bowed. “Your will, My Lord.” Bowing down and kissing the Dark Lord’s hem.

“Bring the Minister here Yaxely. The mud-blood students have managed to evade me by only using of age magic to survive. I wish a charm to be placed that would reveal any magic used. They are in the wilderness and there are no Wizarding villages around there for a hundred miles. As soon as one of those filthy brats uses magic, we will be onto them and hasten their trip to the Veil.”

Sara looked to her Lord. “Very clever My Lord! They will not stand a chance.”

“Bella, go attend to your charge and make sure you give him every chance to live. And do not play with him Bella!” He crucio’d her and released the spell. “We must have him sane if he survives.”

Bella looked to her Dark Lord. “I will look to him closely, without interference.” She left the hall, disappointed.

“Lucius, bring Greyback here as I wish to have a discussion with him”. Lucius nodded as he left.

Sara sent out to her wizards ***Bootstray, Slightly! Reveal yourselves to Harry Potter. They cannot use any magic whatsoever, including the charmed tent. Voldemort is getting the Ministry to track that area. Warn them! ***

“Go Knights! Everything is proceeding and soon we will look to the rest of Europe.” Voldemort watched as s his Knights cheered and walked out of the room.

Sara made sure to stay close to her brother as he strode quickly away from the gathering. “Severus, I’ve already alerted Bootstray and Slightly to tell Harry. You can attend to your Bonded without remorse.” He nodded to her as he Apparated away.

He found himself entering the tent, fighting the darkness as he looked to his witch. He undressed and slid beside her, feeling her body, ignoring the pull of the Darkness suggestions as he fell asleep beside her. He would not rape his unconscious wife.

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Harry and Ron had managed to make up the lost miles from last night as Ron set up the tent. He motioned the students into the tent as he watched out. They had been two hours into the sunlight.

Seeing the slight glimmer of disillusionment, Harry pointed his wand and shouted “Expillerimus!” Watching the charm deflect away.

Harry heard a voice sound out. “I mean no harm Harry Potter. I bring an urgent warning from someone we both know.

Harry looked out and thought of the list of questions their Defense professor had made and the answers to them. He had found it amongst the gear she previously delivered to the group.

“What was found under the podium? He called out warily wand at the ready.

“A Horcrux!” The voice replied back.

He lowered his wand. “You can reveal yourselves.”

He saw the figures of Bootstray and Slightly appear. Merlin! They had beards and looked like they had been living rough for a while. Harry watched as they approached him.

“Quickly inside Mr. Potter!” Slightly pushed Harry toward the tent as Bootstray began to overlap the tent assassin protective spells. “We don’t have much time!”

Harry yelled out. “Lower your wands!” Entering the tent noticing the drawn wands of every of age wizard and witch pointed to him. They lowered them reluctantly, not recognizing who was with the Gryffindor.

Bootstray chuckled to the group. “Students, I must say that was better dressed when I was a professor.” He watched as the students visibly relaxed, hearing a few hollow chuckles.

***Sara, how much time before the charms take effect. *** Bootstray sent out.

*** Only the Wizengamot can approve it, as there are special incantations that have to be placed on the Aurors who will travel to the area to be secured. It is not a simple process and I am sure that it will take some time. Two Hours. If everyone is in the tent, they will be safe. Once everyone leaves it, the charm will not set off anything, but if it is used after that…”*** She sent back.

*** Can magic be used within the tent until we leave? ***

***Yes, until the trek tonight. After that, use of magic will be deadly for the group. Please make sure you stress that point. ***

***Mate! Take the students that can legally Apparate and clear up our camp. Bring all of the crates. Merlin blesses you that you always want to be overly prepared on a mission. Those crates are going to be handy. ****

Back at her Manor, Sara looked thoughtful. Those crates were critical now. ***Slightly, if this was an assassin mission, you would have received double commission for this. ***

Slightly felt mischievous. ***One night in your bed would be payment enough Master. I could show you the rope play in person. *** He felt her humor along their bond.

***Only if we survive this circus and Bootstray approves. ***

***The stipulation to that Sara is that I would have to be involved as well***

***Enough of the flirting wizards! You know what to do. *** Sara ended her connection.

Bootstray looked to Harry. “Is there somewhere we can speak in private?”

Harry motioned the wizard to Hermione’s room as Slightly grabbed Ron and hurriedly explained what was required.

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Severus woke up about an hour later and looked to his wife sleeping next to him. He placed his hand on her robes and thought out “Divesto!” removing her clothes.

He climbed onto her, kicking her legs apart and pushed his engorged member roughly into her and began to thrust deeply into her watching as her eyes snapped open and placing his hand over her mouth as she began to scream as he continued to pound her into her.

Severus looked into her eyes, relishing in the fear reflecting from them. “That’s right witch! You are mine to be taken on a whim.” The darkness was controlling his actions now as he sucked on her neck as he continued to fuck her harshly.

He saw the realization in her eyes and she grabbed his face and gave him a searing kiss.

“Oh Severus, I have missed you so!”

Just as he came, he felt an intense feeling of love flowing into him pushing the darkness back as he felt Hermione’s orgasm follow.

They pulled away from each other panting.

“Hermione, I…” Severus muttered.

“I know who you are Severus and I understand the needs that pull you.” She kissed him passionately. “It was much of what was sent in my dreams before the Bond was recognized.” Remembering the dreams of long ago. “I am still travelling with you on your road Severus.”

He scourgify’ed themselves and sat back in the bed, observing his witch as he touched the angry thick scars on her upper arm. “Who did this to you? I will kill them.”

“Then you would have to kill me.” She lightly replied as she told him about the events of the last ten days.

He sighed as he thought about her trek. “Hermione, it is going to get worse. Voldemort is placing a magical spell through the Ministry that will register any magic within a hundred miles. No one will be able to use magic without being caught.”

Hermione jumped up and began to dress. “You must take me to them Severus!”

“So willing to go like a lamb to slaughter?” He sneered to her. “My sister transformed a likeness of you from one of those killed. You could walk away and be with me.”

Hermione looked to her husband, sadness in her eyes. “Remember the prophecy Severus? I am travelling the road that the Fates set before me, as surely as you are travelling your own.”

He sighed as he looked to her. “You have lost weight, Hermione. Is our witch well?”

“She is Severus, and I have been taking the potions. Do not try to dissuade me as deep down you know what must be done.”

Severus dressed and looked to her. “Yes, I do. And in four days I take up the mantle of Headmaster, and I despise it. Dumbledore has not even appeared in his portrait yet.”

She looked to him in shock. “He should have arrived by now.”

He grabbed her by the elbow and they exited the tent. She eyed the bloodied remains just in front of it.

“That!” He spat out. “Tried to take what is mine. I told you I was a possessive wizard.”

Hermione looked at the remains. “No complaints from me Severus. I thank Merlin for the gift you gave me. I would have been dead if not for that.”

He kissed her lightly. “Are you sure Hermione? I could protect you if you stayed with me.”

She placed her hand upon his arm. “Yes Severus. You know this is the way it has to be.”

He tapped his wand to the map and they disappeared with a loud clap.

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Harry led Bootstray into the room and silenced it from outside ears. “Judging from the state of you, you have been following us the whole time. What has led you to reveal yourself?”

“As we speak, Voldemort is in the process of placing a spell through the Ministry that if any magic is used in a hundred square miles, it would be identified. The Death Eaters will be upon you before you knew it.”

Harry sighed. “So no use of magic at all now? We’re done in. We have no defense and with the elements…” He placed his head down in defeat as Bootstray looked to him.

“No Harry! We have a chance because of Slightly. He is always paranoid about not having enough weapons on hand when we are on an assassin’s mission.”

Harry looked to him in shock. “You and Slightly are assassins!?”

Bootstray looked to the young wizard, seeing the distrust in his eyes. “We are vowed to protect you Harry Potter. We are professional assassins, and once we take our mission no amount of bribery will dissuade us.”

Harry sat on the bed with shock. “Who paid you to do this?”

“Professor Sara Snape.” He replied. “But it is not pay though. There is a debt that she has called in.”

Bootstray told Harry his plan.

Harry looked to the wizard in thought. After a moment he stated “I see a flaw with this. Protective spells will prevent what you have planned.”

Bootstray chuckled. “Not with what we have….” Interrupted by woman’s voice calling out. They both looked up as they heard a female voice call out again. “Hello the tent!”

Harry left the wizard behind as he exited the room and ran for the entrance, knocking Slightly and the wizards coming in from there trek down, exiting the tent wand in hand.

He ran out and hugged her. “Hermione……”