Harmonious Fire

Chapter Seven
She stretched her arms above her head, yawning in discontent, Blaise hadn't come to bed last night. From the noises that had been coming from Draco's room she suspected that they had either found Hermione and not picked her up, or had seen her and were busy banging each other in frustration. Either way, what she hadn't expected was for her to walk straight into her best friend coming out of Draco's room, wrapped in her husbands robe. Needless to say, Ginny was furious,
"BLAISE ZABINI!! You better get your arse out here right the fuck now and explain to me what the fuck is going on!!" Hermione raised an eyebrow, and said in a smug manner,
"There's no need to shout Ginny, surely you expected this, now I'm back and all." Ginny was seething with anger, the whole place was starting to shake,
"I can tolerate my husband shagging your boyfriend but you as well! I always knew you were a slut Hermione Granger!" This just made Hermione laugh, she shook her head,
"No, no Ginny, not Granger anymore remember, I'm a Weasley, well soon to be ex anyway." Behind her, Draco was sloping languidly against the door frame, waiting for Hermione to really kick off and yell at Red that her brother was lying all dead on the floor behind him. But Hermione was still smiling, almost serenely, whilst Ginny raged on.
"Yeah and a great fucking wife you've been huh?!" Hermione's head whipped up, her eyes darkening, Draco could feel his cock stirring, he loved it when she got like this.
"YOU FILTHY LITTLE HYPOCRITE!! Because you would have been such a good little wife to Potter, shooting out little blood traitor brats every five seconds just like your Mother! But no, you chose different! You chose to shack up with Blaise! You fucking stole him from me you little whore!" Ginny huffed, she couldn't believe this,
"I stole him from you?! You were the one that pushed me towards him! I could have been with Harry right now! But no, you and you're fucking wanker of a boyfriend turned me! And, now, now I can't give it up." Ginny fell back, a little deflated. She saw Blaise come up to stand behind Draco, no matter how mad she was right now, and what she was saying, she loved him so much it hurt. He could see that in her eyes, and he smiled at her, but something told her that he wasn't going to change. He would still be fucking Draco, and Hermione every chance he got. Hermione wouldn't be placated,
"Do you think I enjoyed it?! Being stuck for six years with limp wristed, limp everything Ron Weasley?! While you were here, in Blaise's bed, and for all I know it Draco's to!" At this, the blonde stepped forward and grabbed her around the waist, spinning her to face him, his eyes drove into hers, connecting so deep that it made her gasp for air,
"Never, Angel. I swear to you, never." She nodded slowly, he could feel her power thrumming through him, it was intoxicating. She said to him in a tone so harsh, he felt her anger ripple like an earthquake,
"Get her out of here Draco, I don't ever want to see her again," turning slightly, as to address Ginny as well, she said coldly, "If she misses Potter so much, send her back to him, along with her brothers body." Hermione, spun on her heel and strode off down the corridor. Draco stared after her, then looked back to Ginny. The red head's mouth was open, and tears began to glisten in her eyes. Blaise was by her side in an instant, she begun to say quietly,
"Tell me Blaise, tell me its not true. Please, not Ron...I didn't want this. Not for them to die...I thought..." Draco rounded on her,
"You thought what Red, that I would let him live after what he took from me? You knew what you were getting into when you ran with Blaise six years ago, if you back out now..." Draco's expression turned dark, Blaise's head snapped towards his blond lover. At Blaise's look, Draco cut off, then snarled and stalked down the hall after Hermione. Blaise took Ginny's hand and pulled her into their bedroom, she pushed him away from her and began shouting at him,
"YOU KNEW THIS WAS GOING TO HAPPEN DIDN'T YOU!!! You knew they'd kill him the first chance they got! How could you let this happen....my own brother Blaise! I may have turned my back on my family but he's still my brother! Your my husband and you helped to murder him! I hate it here! I HATE YOU!" Blaise growled and caught her round the waist, pushing her backwards into the wall,
"Of course I knew! Did you think that this was a game sweetheart?! This is a war, and your brother was on the wrong side! He took from us the thing we cared about more then anything in the world, he had to pay for that. No-one, no-one slights us and gets away with it. You understand?!" She was shaking with fear, grief and a slight glimmer of lust. He was so close to her, his power was washing over her, pouring out through his anger. She wanted to kick and scream, push him away, draw her wand and end his life. But she couldn't, without him she was nothing, without his love she felt dead, desolate. But she wasn't sure she could handle the fact that he loved her best friend more then she would ever love her. She began to cry, turning her face away from his, not being able to stand his eyes drilling into her. His expression softened, but only a little, he held her chin in his hand, turning her head back to look up at him. "You've just lost a member of your family, I'm going to give you some time to cool off. But hear this Red, I will be back, and then you have to decide. You're either with us or against us." He let her go, and stalked out the room. She slid to the floor, defeated.
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****Harry awoke just in time to watch four figures apparate away. He stared groggily at the empty space where Ron had been stood. He dragged himself slowly to his feet, but he couldn't stand for long. Ron was gone, and more than likely Malfoy would kill him. Another person he loved, lost to them. Just as he had lost her. His feet found the strength to stand, and with a heavy, defeated heart, he apparated away to Grimmauld Place, to bear the bad news to the waiting masses.

The loud crack signaled his return, where he landed in a heap on the kitchen floor. Lupin ran forward and helped him to the nearest chair. Everyone was hovering, waiting to hear, waiting to know what happened. Harry looked up at his Father's friend and shook his head. Lupin's heart sank, he crouched in front of Harry and said quietly,
"What happened?"
"They took her, Malfoy and Zabini. They caught us off guard, knocked me out. The Aurors, fucking lot of good they were, they ran, left us. They got Ron. I don't know...they apparated just as I was waking up. I couldn't track them." Molly Weasley stepped forward and said in a low tone,
"Ron...do you think he's...." She trailed off, from the look on Harry's face she already had her answer. There was next to no chance that Malfoy would let Ron live. Not after what they did, and he knew Hermione wouldn't do anything to stop her snake of a lover from doing it. His only hope was that Ginny wouldn't let it happen, no matter how bad she had become, he knew in his heart of hearts that she wouldn't let Malfoy murder her own brother. He hoped. Harry stood up, and addressed the room, most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix were present and a scant few Aurors that were hanging around,
"Here's how we do this. I want to know everything, EVERYTHING you can find out about Malfoy and Zabini. Look back, history, records, whatever you can find. Go deep, I don't care where your searches take you. Anything that may lead us to them. Lupin, Tonks, this is a big ask but I want you to go to St Mungo's. Narcissa Malfoy is still a patient in the psychiatric unit. Do whatever you can, question her, see if she knows how to get past the wards on the Manor. I want that building open, give him fewer places to hide. Get to it." He left the room without another word. Taking the stairs two at a time, he hammered down the hallway to his room. Slamming the door shut behind him, his rage was unfathomable, it seeped through his veins like fire and ice. As he much as he wanted to, he couldn't stop blaming himself for what had transpired these past six years. He should have let Hermione go, he shouldn't have kept her here all these years. It allowed her to build up a seething, vehement hatred of him and Ron. There was also a little voice in his head that told him he never should have attempted to murder Draco Malfoy, but he pushed that aside. That bastard never deserved to live in the first place. He felt sick to his stomach, Hermione was gone forever, Ginny was never coming back, and Ron was probably dead. He had no one left, he may as well wave the white flag at Voldemort and give up. But as he looked around the room that had previously belonged to his Godfather, he knew that he wasn't doing him, or his parents any justice by giving up. He had to keep fighting, for everyone, the whole wizarding world was depending on him. He headed for the bathroom, needing to freshen up, to clear his head. He had a lot of work to do.
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She could hear Ginny shouting all the way down the corridor, she tried to block it out. Focusing on finding her way through this maze of a place. The apartment wasn't that big but big enough that one could easily find themselves lost in it for a good two hours. She eventually found her way to a study of sorts, where typically was a large decanter of firewhiskey, she poured herself a glass and settled on the black leather sofa that sat in front of the fireplace. She felt him before she heard him come through the door. His anger spoke volumes to her, it ran through the walls of this place, it screamed in her blood. She didn't even have to turn to see him come through the door, only felt when he sank down next to her. She turned her head slightly towards him,
"Why did you wait so long Draco?" She said so quietly, he barely heard her. He didn't answer her, so she continued, in a tone slightly higher, and with a hint of hate, "Six years, I was stuck there. Six years Draco, with him. You promised, Draco, you promised you'd never leave me." She spat the word out with such venom, it shocked him. He stared off into the fire, thinking of a time, so long ago...the night the Aurors came for them, he had promised her something...

Hugging her to him, he kissed her, with a fire and passion that she had never felt before, a kiss that would burn into her memory forever,
"The day that this comes to an end. This war. When I kill Voldemort, when I've destroyed everything that associates with him, we'll be together. By midnight on that day we'll be together again, I swear to you Hermione. We'll have that dream my love. We'll be married and this whole fucking world will be ours." The danger in his eyes glimmered so strong, she, then and there almost got on her knees and begged him not to go. But she knew that he had to, but she also knew that he never broke his promises to her.

His eyes glimmered with that same danger now, he got up suddenly, pulling her with him. He yanked her so hard forward, she collided with his chest and had to grab on to his shirt to stop herself from falling over. He bent over her, breathing, hot and close next to her ear,
"I promised that I would finish this before I came for you Angel. Last I checked Voldemort is still breathing. I didn't want to pull you back into this world before he was dead and buried. It would have been to fucking dangerous for you to even be near me."
"Yeah well I'm here now! And he isn't dead, so what fucking changed Draco?! Why not six years ago! Why now?!" He growled and used his body to guide her backwards into the wall,
"Because I couldn't do it anymore!! I tried for so long, so long. I convinced myself that it was for the best. When I stood and watched you walk down that aisle to him, I was sure that you were better off where you were. I was tired of trying Hermione, I cannot live without you here, where you belong. I felt like my whole being was ripped in two. You are everything to me. I can't defeat Voldemort without you." She was so overwhelmed with everything that he just said, that she couldn't speak. Instead she acted, pulling him forward, colliding their lips in a kiss that was so fused with everything they felt for each other that it shook the walls and made the sky outside crash with thunder. He ripped the robe from her shoulders, and ran his hand down her body. She shivered, his touch sparked with power, it seeped into her skin, connecting them irrevocably. She fumbled with the button on his jeans, eventually giving up and forcibly yanking the offending material down his body. He looped his arm around her waist, lifting her up, before settling himself between her thighs. She tugged on his hair, he grinned that wicked Slytherin grin that she loved. They fucked rough and hard against the wall, their passion igniting the air around them, it seemed to last a lifetime. She felt like she was falling over a precipice, but she was damned if she wasn't taking him with her. He ripped her orgasm from her like a man possessed, she screamed his name, both of them finally tumbling over the edge with whispered words of love. They collapsed on the floor, tangled in each other, in the hazy afterglow of their lovemaking. His hand curled around hers, and he said,
"You're finally free of that life I forced you into. Do you remember what else I promised you," he felt her shake her head, he tipped her head to look in her eyes. The chocolate brown was swirling with flecks of inky black, she was beautiful, "Will you marry me? Be my wife, and we'll take down this world together." She smiled,
"Yes, Draco."
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The house was quiet, only the thunder outside broke the tense silence. She could hear him breathing beside her, he had come back and asked her again,
"With us or against us Red?" The fire in his eyes burned her and she had whispered,
"With you." He had kissed her and taken her to bed. It was everything it had always been. Hermione's return hadn't diminished what he felt for her. How he took her to the brink of pleasure over and over before finally giving her what she wanted and taking everything she had. She loved him with an intensity that frightened her, it always had. They had fallen asleep, wrapped in each other.
But now she was awake, and looking down at the dark Angel that had taken her from her family and shown her the world. Now one of her family was laying dead somewhere in this house, she couldn't get it out of her mind. Ron had always been the one of her brothers she looked upon least favourably, but she hadn't loved him any less. The betrayal she always felt in the dead of night sank back into her, consuming her. She had betrayed her family, her friends and Harry for a life full of such uncertainty. The wife of a Death Eater, servant of the Dark Lord. Though she was never sure whether Blaise and Draco's first and foremost interest in Voldemort was servitude. They coveted his power for themselves, they wanted his throne. To have armies willing to kill for them. The ambitions of the two men she lived with were great and many. Now Hermione was back, and their ambitions had doubled. She was the force that drove them, without her they would be stuck in Voldemorts service until the outcome of the war tipped in their favour. How could she compete with that? A seething hatred for her former best friend sank through her. She was now convinced that killing Ron had been done on her order. Ginny couldn't let that lie. She had to avenge her brother. But how? A voice in the back of her mind told her that the one person who could help her would be the one person that would probably kill her on sight for her betrayal. Harry Potter. She smiled wanly in the night, her mind formulating her avenues. She had a lot of work to do. Next to her Blaise stirred. He would certainly kill her for even thinking of betraying them. But Hermione had to pay, of that she was sure.

AN: Hey everyone, I AM SO SORRY!!! It has been an age since I last updated! Everything has been properly hectic and more important things had to take priority! I promise that I haven't abandoned this story. I am as excited at the outcome as you guys probs are! Have three whole weeks off now, so hopefully I can bang out a few chappies for you!! Cheers, S xoxo