Moving Forward

Chapter Seven


They ended up spending a week in Greece and another in Turkey. Spending the majority of the time alone, they were able to talk, eat, and fuck at their leisure without a care as to privacy. It was time much needed, as it seemed daily that the compound even as large as it was, had far too many people in it.


“I want to ask Severus to take me on as his apprentice,” she told him at their last dinner in Turkey. “I need it if I want to get into the advanced potions program at Oxford.”


Lucius nodded as he murmured, “He will. I don’t know why you fret over it.”


She smiled at Lucius before kissing his cheek. “It will be lovely to be back over at the compound in Italy. I hope they haven’t started World War III while we were gone.”


He snorted with laughter. “I’m sure we would have heard about it by now if they dared, my dear.”


When they arrived back, the duo found out that although World War III hadn’t broken out in their absence something far worse had descended upon the Italian compound. The Weasleys. Not just one or two, but the entire clan had shown up out of the blue. They had arrived with an agenda of sorts. One was to get Hermione to see the error of her ways and to take Ron back. Next, and this was purely Ginny’s plan, to get Harry to admit that being gay wasn’t the thing for him. Her brothers tried to talk her out of it, but it was of no use.


So when they arrived back from their little sojourn, they did so to a tremendous fight between Molly, Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Draco. Hermione felt like hiding and even went so far as to try to leave the room before they noticed their arrival. This failed as the part of the floor she stepped on squeaked the moment she stepped on it.


They all went silent and turned towards them. Molly rushed over to yank Hermione away from Lucius, but she shook the older woman off.


“You will get away from that man,” Molly demanded.


“I will do no such thing,” she snapped back, looking towards the others there and back at her. “What is going on here?”


“Ron told us that you were being held here against your will!” Molly exclaimed.


“Is that so?” Hermione looked straight at the now blushing red head. “And did Ronald bother to tell you what happened when he was here before?”


“That isn’t necessary…” Ron started only to have Harry put a silencing charm on him.


“He showed up demanding that I return, not for his deep undying affection for me, but to help him with his NEWTs!” Molly gasped at that, looking at her youngest son. “Why don’t you tell her all about how you tried to get me to leave by force and even slapped me hard enough to make the inside of my mouth bleed.”


“Hermione!” George and Fred crowed as they entered the room, charging straight over to her and giving her a big hug. “You’re back!”


“Did you have a good time?” George asked.


“Seeing as they are both so pale after going to Greece and Turkey, I suspect they had a very good time,” Fred replied with a wink for her.


It was then that the some of the other Weasleys in the room gasped in horror, letting them know that something was up and they had interrupted it. Stepping slightly back, the twins watched as the realization that Hermione was sexually involved with the pale haired former Death Eater came to them.


“You slut!” Mrs. Weasley roared.


It would be just her luck that the rest of the Weasleys came flooding into the room right at that moment. Arthur grabbed his wife just as she was about to launch herself at Hermione, Percy was chiding all of them for their lack of decorum, and Bill as well as Charlie were making book with the twins as to who would win the fight if their father ever let their mum go.


“Enough,” Lucius snapped, his cold voice having the same effect as a bucket of ice on them. “How dare you, madam! You come into my home and insult Hermione for what reason I ask? Because your boy is an imbecile and cannot make it without her?”


“That’s not true!” she cried out. “We are here because we are worried about her!”


Lucius looked over to Bill. “Just how many times has he taken and failed the NEWTs?”


“Five times,” the twins were the ones to answer. “He’s made the record books!”


Molly’s cheeks flooded with heat as she muttered, “If she loved him as she claimed to have, she would have been there for him!”


“Pardon me,” Harry said. “But she tried to get Ron to study, but he wouldn’t have anything of it. We, meaning Dumbledore’s Army as well as several others, had a study group that he could have been a part of. We asked…”


“You begged,” Draco muttered. “It was disgusting. And him going on about being a bloody war hero.”


It was then that Bill turned to Ron, glaring at him as he snarled, “A what, Ronald?” George who wasn’t any happier than his eldest brother joined him.


Harry took the silencing charm off and said, “Ron, you were an egotistical prick. We tried to get you to join in, but you didn’t need us.”


“He even said as much,” Hermione whispered. “All he wanted to do was get married and have children. He thought he was automatically going to get a prime job with the Ministry of Magic with only his moderate score on his OWLs.”


Even Arthur snorted at that. “He would be lucky to see the inside of a broom closet with that much.”


“Arthur!” Molly exclaimed.


“No,” her husband said in an authoritative tone. “I am right in this and you know it.” He looked over to Lucius. “We have never agreed on anything, Malfoy. And I don’t suspect that we are going to start anytime soon. But I will say this much, I can tell you care for Hermione. I consider that girl a daughter. You treat her well or you deal with us.”


“I would not expect anything less, Mr. Weasley,” he said, putting out his hand to shake.


Startled Arthur did just that and stepped back. “Let’s go, Molly. I need to get back to work come the morning.”


Molly was still stammering in protest, as they port keyed away.


They stood there in silence a moment before Hermione said, “I think we could all use a drink, don’t you, Severus?”


Most of them turned to look at the dark potions master standing in the doorway. She went over to the dark man, saying something none of them could hear. He nodded briskly and left. She turned with a smile.


“He’s going to get the wine,” she said casually as she walked over to Lucius, slipping her arm around his waist. “Let’s adjourn to the day room, shall we? Severus will meet us there with the drinks.”


Minutes later they were sitting around the room in an awkward silence. The drinks had been served and they had been sipping on it for a good fifteen minutes in a tense atmosphere before any of them dared to speak.


“Well, I guess I’ll start,” Hermione said, looking to Ginny. “What are you doing here?”


“I’m here because Harry is going through a phase,” she said snottily. “He will come to his senses and marry me as he should have.”


“Why?” Draco asked.


“Because I was fated to marry a rich wizard, that’s why!” She gasped clamping a hand over her mouth. She couldn’t believe she just blurted that out. But the hand didn’t stay there long as she apparently had more to say. She dropped it and added, “It was either Snape, Malfoy, or Harry here. I couldn’t see the other two being as big a pussy as Potter.” She glared at him, but was soon gasping again and biting her lip.


Lucius leaned over to Hermione, nuzzling her neck. “My devious little minx, I was right! You should have been sorted into Slytherin.” He lifted her up and placed her in his lap. “Merlin, but I love you, woman.”


Ron’s outraged gasp had his brothers rolling their eyes even as Harry snapped, “She’s happy! Shut up!”


“What did she have to be so unhappy about?” Ron demanded.


“Pardon me,” Hermione breathed against Lucius’s mouth and looked over to Ron. “Where do I begin? Oh could it be the fact that you claimed to love me while fucking anyone that breathed? Or may be it was the fact that when you did pay any attention to me, you were a condescending prick?” She looked into Lucius’s eyes. “Not that it mattered, I wasn’t exactly staying to his yard so to say.”


Ron blanched. “What…”


“Please, allow me?” Draco asked, to which she nodded. He looked back to him and said, “She fucked other men.”


“What!” Ron jumped up. “Who the hell would want you?”


Bill raised his hand, as did Charlie and the twins. Harry raised his hand explaining to Draco, “It was that hand job I told you about.”


Understanding he nodded and raised his hand as well, adding, “It was that blow job I told you about.”


Harry smiled at him. “It was that moment that I knew that you were the one for me.”


Draco sighed. “I cried afterwards. I was a mess. I love you. I knew it that very moment.” The two left the room even as Ginny was raging that she would never find a rich wimpy wizard at this rate.


“I think we have had more than enough to drink,” Percy said setting aside his wine. “I’m going home. Good day.” He was gone in a matter of minutes.


“Thank goodness,” Fred said. “I thought that prig would never leave! So, Hermione, can you still suck the white off rice?”


“Hmm, I don’t know,” she murmured coyly, looking to Lucius. “Can I?”


He shuttered with intense pleasure. “Merlin, yes, she most definitely can.”


Bill, Charlie, and the twins all shivered at that.


“What can I say?” she asked of her current lover. “I have an oral fixation.”


“Thank Merlin for that,” he whispered, caressing her face. “When was the last time you slept with anyone other than me?”


“Oh that would be Severus,” she told him. “About a day or two before we left to come here.” Hermione brushed her nose against his. “Let’s go to our room and you can fill me in.”


Laughing he set her to her feet and the two waved to the others as they left the room.


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I know! Hermione is very OOC in this chapter! But there is a reason!! The way I figure it stress as well as war make people do things they normally would never do in a million years. I figured that she would have seen Ron's infidelity as a pass, thinking the relationship was a sexually open one. Normally I wouldn't do this, but some times I like changing things up! Let me know if you like it. And as per usual, please read and review!