Christmas at Rosier Park
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
15,047
Reviews:
30
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Currently Reading:
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The Greatest of Gifts
Chapter Seven: The Greatest of Gifts
Harry and Ron came skidding around the corn of the Magical Curse Care and Treatment Centre at St. Mungos.
Once the spotted Ginny coming from a patients room they made a beeline for her at full speed.
“What happened?”
“Is she okay?”
“Can we she her.”
Ginny held up her hands to stop the rapid fire of questions.
“She is stable and in room 737. From what I can tell she has been hit by an older curse, her body seems to be in a kind of hibernation state. And she already has a guest but I think I can sneak you in quickly.” She explained before leading them down the hall.
“Who is with her?” Ron asked
“Just you wait,” Ginny said stopping in front of 737. She knocked lightly and opened the door.
Harry and Ron entered to find Hermione still as a slab on the hospital bed and a very familiar, sleeping, platinum head laying on the bed next to her, his hands clasped around one of hers.
“Malfoy?” Harry said, not totally surprised.
The blonde head moved a little at the sound of it name.
“Oy ferret!” came from Ron. That was enough to have Draco’s head shooting up and looking around the room.
“Potter, Weasel.” He greeted with a nod then turned to Hermione, brushing a stray curl from her forehead.
“So want to tell us what happened?” Harry asked looking down at his friend who was basically his sister. His finger railed down her arm, he hated how cold she felt.
“She was in the attic archiving and she found this old chest, I got this sinking feeling in my stomach and tried to stop her from opening it, but I was too slow. There was a blinding flash and when I looked again she had gone still and cold.” Draco had told the tale while looking at Hermione stroking her pale hand.
“Do we know what triggered the curse?” Ron asked.
“No, I brought her straight here.”
“Do you think we could go have a look, see if we can find anything?” Harry suggested.
“Of course, use the floo, Farren we take care of you from there.”
“Okay, take care of our girl.” Ron said leaning down to give Hermione a kiss on the forehead.
“I am not going anywhere,” Draco promised as two of golden trio took their leave.
“What in Merlin’s name is in that chest?” Run muttered never seeing a curse take that form before.
“No idea but lets go find out.” Harry said as the stepped into the courtesy floo and stepped out at Rosier Park.
Farren lead the two wizards up to the attic and pointed a long shaking finger at the chest that had caused so much sadness.
Wands drawn they cast some basic revealing spells and found nothing significant.
Harry looked around the chest and found a piece of fabric laying in-between the side and the wall.
“Ron what is this?” He asked lifting the long piece of emerald silk, the crests of many pureblood families elegantly stitched into it.
“That is a binding cloth, used in hand fastening ceremonies.” He explained.
“What do all these Runes mean?” Harry thought as he looked around the border of the cloth and saw tiny figures.
“Never seen that before.”
“It feeling magically charged, I bet this is what cursed Hermione.”
“But with what type of curse?”
“Farren!” Harry called out to the tiny elf.
“Yes Mr. Harry Potter sir?”
“Do you know what these marking mean?”
“Well you see, Miss. Isadora was disowned but she- before she died- she cursed the family and tried to protect all those who would be in it.”
“Can it be broken?”
“On if a member of the family swears an oath of Semper coniuncti in aeternum.”
“An eternity oath! That witch was not messing around!” Ron exclaimed
“What does that mean?” Harry asked
“That is when a wizard swears all that he is, physically, emotion and financially into the care of another. It is very old and strong magic.”
“So the other person would have totally control of everything.”
“Basically.”
“So for Hermione to wake up…”
“Malfoy better like her an awful lot.”
**
Draco was slowly stroking Hermione’s curls, which were laid spread over the starch white hospital pillow.
“I am so sorry my darling.” He whispered his voice full of guilt and sorrow. He should have been more careful, of course his family would have cursed items hidden somewhere.
“I would do anything to help you,” he promised.
“Well that is good to know,” came Ron’s voice from the doorway.
“Have you found it?” Draco asked standing.
“Well they found what cursed her,” Ginny came in holding the binding cloth.
“Is that…?”
“Your great aunt Isadora binding cloth, well what would have been used had she not cursed it.” Ron explained
“So what type of curse was on it? Can it be reversed?” Draco asked looking around at the three faces.
“That is entirely up to you.” Harry said.
“She has been placed in a type of hibernation. She can only be released should one of her bloodline performs a Semper coniuncti in aeternum, binding himself forever to the witch in question.” Ginny explained
“ Okay, how do I do it?”
“Malfoy do you know what the Semper coniuncti in aeternum does?”
“Yes it binds me and everything I am and own to Hermione for all eternity. I just don’t now the rite.”
“Are you honestly making this decision so quickly, we want Hermione back but…” Harry questioned.
“She gave me back my life- made be feel again. The least I can do is return the favor.”
A few minuets later Ginny had gathered all the materials needed for the ritual. And the boys had briefed Draco on the spell.
“Are you ready?” Ginny asked
“Yes.” Draco said taking a seat on the edge of Hermione’s bed.
He took a knife that Ginny has rough and cut away a strip of his expensive silk shirt. Then dragged the blade across his hand.
“With this cloth all I own becomes yours, and with this blood my body is yours to command.” Draco took her hand and wrapped the cloth around both their hands.
Draco moved in close resting his forehead on hers
“With this shared breath you take my soul into your keeping”
And closer still he went.
“And with this kiss, my heart beats as yours.”
A deep wave of magic moved around the pair on the small bed, a warm golden light wrapped itself around the pair before sinking into their skin.
Nobody moved for a space of time that felt like years, waiting with baited breath for something to happen.
Then suddenly a pair of whiskey brown eyes opened, and smiled up at the handsome wizard whose watery smile, and silver eyes shining with relief and adoration made her heart skip.
“Your back.” He said his free hand cupping his soft cheek.
***
A/N Sorry for the long delay, was on bed rest for two weeks, ut now up and writing again! Sorry about any type-o's!
Harry and Ron came skidding around the corn of the Magical Curse Care and Treatment Centre at St. Mungos.
Once the spotted Ginny coming from a patients room they made a beeline for her at full speed.
“What happened?”
“Is she okay?”
“Can we she her.”
Ginny held up her hands to stop the rapid fire of questions.
“She is stable and in room 737. From what I can tell she has been hit by an older curse, her body seems to be in a kind of hibernation state. And she already has a guest but I think I can sneak you in quickly.” She explained before leading them down the hall.
“Who is with her?” Ron asked
“Just you wait,” Ginny said stopping in front of 737. She knocked lightly and opened the door.
Harry and Ron entered to find Hermione still as a slab on the hospital bed and a very familiar, sleeping, platinum head laying on the bed next to her, his hands clasped around one of hers.
“Malfoy?” Harry said, not totally surprised.
The blonde head moved a little at the sound of it name.
“Oy ferret!” came from Ron. That was enough to have Draco’s head shooting up and looking around the room.
“Potter, Weasel.” He greeted with a nod then turned to Hermione, brushing a stray curl from her forehead.
“So want to tell us what happened?” Harry asked looking down at his friend who was basically his sister. His finger railed down her arm, he hated how cold she felt.
“She was in the attic archiving and she found this old chest, I got this sinking feeling in my stomach and tried to stop her from opening it, but I was too slow. There was a blinding flash and when I looked again she had gone still and cold.” Draco had told the tale while looking at Hermione stroking her pale hand.
“Do we know what triggered the curse?” Ron asked.
“No, I brought her straight here.”
“Do you think we could go have a look, see if we can find anything?” Harry suggested.
“Of course, use the floo, Farren we take care of you from there.”
“Okay, take care of our girl.” Ron said leaning down to give Hermione a kiss on the forehead.
“I am not going anywhere,” Draco promised as two of golden trio took their leave.
“What in Merlin’s name is in that chest?” Run muttered never seeing a curse take that form before.
“No idea but lets go find out.” Harry said as the stepped into the courtesy floo and stepped out at Rosier Park.
Farren lead the two wizards up to the attic and pointed a long shaking finger at the chest that had caused so much sadness.
Wands drawn they cast some basic revealing spells and found nothing significant.
Harry looked around the chest and found a piece of fabric laying in-between the side and the wall.
“Ron what is this?” He asked lifting the long piece of emerald silk, the crests of many pureblood families elegantly stitched into it.
“That is a binding cloth, used in hand fastening ceremonies.” He explained.
“What do all these Runes mean?” Harry thought as he looked around the border of the cloth and saw tiny figures.
“Never seen that before.”
“It feeling magically charged, I bet this is what cursed Hermione.”
“But with what type of curse?”
“Farren!” Harry called out to the tiny elf.
“Yes Mr. Harry Potter sir?”
“Do you know what these marking mean?”
“Well you see, Miss. Isadora was disowned but she- before she died- she cursed the family and tried to protect all those who would be in it.”
“Can it be broken?”
“On if a member of the family swears an oath of Semper coniuncti in aeternum.”
“An eternity oath! That witch was not messing around!” Ron exclaimed
“What does that mean?” Harry asked
“That is when a wizard swears all that he is, physically, emotion and financially into the care of another. It is very old and strong magic.”
“So the other person would have totally control of everything.”
“Basically.”
“So for Hermione to wake up…”
“Malfoy better like her an awful lot.”
**
Draco was slowly stroking Hermione’s curls, which were laid spread over the starch white hospital pillow.
“I am so sorry my darling.” He whispered his voice full of guilt and sorrow. He should have been more careful, of course his family would have cursed items hidden somewhere.
“I would do anything to help you,” he promised.
“Well that is good to know,” came Ron’s voice from the doorway.
“Have you found it?” Draco asked standing.
“Well they found what cursed her,” Ginny came in holding the binding cloth.
“Is that…?”
“Your great aunt Isadora binding cloth, well what would have been used had she not cursed it.” Ron explained
“So what type of curse was on it? Can it be reversed?” Draco asked looking around at the three faces.
“That is entirely up to you.” Harry said.
“She has been placed in a type of hibernation. She can only be released should one of her bloodline performs a Semper coniuncti in aeternum, binding himself forever to the witch in question.” Ginny explained
“ Okay, how do I do it?”
“Malfoy do you know what the Semper coniuncti in aeternum does?”
“Yes it binds me and everything I am and own to Hermione for all eternity. I just don’t now the rite.”
“Are you honestly making this decision so quickly, we want Hermione back but…” Harry questioned.
“She gave me back my life- made be feel again. The least I can do is return the favor.”
A few minuets later Ginny had gathered all the materials needed for the ritual. And the boys had briefed Draco on the spell.
“Are you ready?” Ginny asked
“Yes.” Draco said taking a seat on the edge of Hermione’s bed.
He took a knife that Ginny has rough and cut away a strip of his expensive silk shirt. Then dragged the blade across his hand.
“With this cloth all I own becomes yours, and with this blood my body is yours to command.” Draco took her hand and wrapped the cloth around both their hands.
Draco moved in close resting his forehead on hers
“With this shared breath you take my soul into your keeping”
And closer still he went.
“And with this kiss, my heart beats as yours.”
A deep wave of magic moved around the pair on the small bed, a warm golden light wrapped itself around the pair before sinking into their skin.
Nobody moved for a space of time that felt like years, waiting with baited breath for something to happen.
Then suddenly a pair of whiskey brown eyes opened, and smiled up at the handsome wizard whose watery smile, and silver eyes shining with relief and adoration made her heart skip.
“Your back.” He said his free hand cupping his soft cheek.
***
A/N Sorry for the long delay, was on bed rest for two weeks, ut now up and writing again! Sorry about any type-o's!