A Dark Time For The Light
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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There was a hiatus to some of the classes as July began. Neville had to go home to attend to the fertilisation cycle of his precious crop. Alice had let her business go a bit and had to catch up. The London set had their work to attend to and Severus was still waiting on his beloved hand and foot. The ‘house-elves’ were now all insanely busy with training after work hours as were the rest of the House, Dean and the summer schoolers. They were forming a formidable fighting force.
One day Alice strode into the Bunker with a set of blueprints and plans, then set up her class with her usual efficiency. She seemed to have the self-hand-picked group every time now. Harry had told her of the DA and she was deeply impressed that a bunch of schoolkids were this well organised and had decided that this lot should be the front-line troops as well as the House members, Dean, Ron and Blaise, the teachers that were now with them including Rosalba Sinistra and the diminutive Flitwick. Rosmerta appeared to offer her assistance, much to Severus’ surprise. They hugged hard when they met again. Narcissa was also invited to the inner circle along with Jenny. Draco was deeply unsure at this turn of events, until Alice rifled his mother’s mind and declared that the woman was totally all right with watching her ex-husband die before her eyes. “She’s a very strong woman, your mam”, declared Alice, “We need all the strength we can get, and she’s quite willing to kill your dad if need be. I sense no hesitation at all. The main concern she has is for your son, who I believe is still looked after by your father”.
Draco sagged in Harry’s arms, “We must try and save him at all costs”. Alice looked him hard in the eye, “We’ll do what we can, but know this, he isn’t our first priority. That’s about killing him”. “Of course it is”, heckled someone from the back of the class. Her eyes fixed on a balding middle-aged man, an ex-Hufflepuff according to her registration sheets. She rifled his mind in a moment and instantly saw someone who had always seen themselves as slightly inferior Magic-wise, aomeone who felt deeply smug to be part of this inner circle. The man’s eyes widened, “What house were you in?”, he whispered. She grinned, “I never went to Magic school”. “You would have been in Slytherin. No messing”. As the session ended, she relieved the man of his wand and gently obliviated the man’s memories before he set off home. Such a person with self-aggrandising ideas was no use to them. Harry smiled in approval as did many others as the man left. In building an army, you couldn’t afford to have egos getting in the way.
As people left, just a few stayed behind at Alice’s request. Severus, Harry, Draco and Hermione. They locked up Bunker 7 and headed next door. The bookshelves were already folded away, the floor clear. Alice smiled, “Now for some Muggle backup training”, she arched a brow. She had another pair of ear-protectors for herself and another gun had been added to her collection. She gave them a few basics on stance and bracing the arms for the shots, “These things kick like a fucking mule, you have to learn fast responses. Let’s try the two Quidditch experts first as your reaction times should be good”. She went and got a small pile of targets from her storeroom and fixed the first on her overhead pulley and positioned it.
“This is what we’re after in terms of speed”. She gave them all ear-protectors and they donned them. She loaded a clip and spun on her heel putting a full clip into head, heart and groin. They could hear the shots as loud thumps despite the protectors, She loaded a new clip and handed the gun to Harry. She stood behind him and showed him how to stand to brace against the kick, “Keep your knees loose and your back straight, brace your arms and aim slightly low, the kick will make you fire high”, she dropped the ear-cup back over his ear. He did as instructed, taking careful aim and loosed off a shot missing by miles, the amount of kick surprising him. Alice indicated he should try again. He raised his shoulders and dropped them. The next shot clipped the top of the target’s ‘head’. She smiled as she took the weapon from him and pushed her protectors back, the others did the same, “Not bad. A shot there would cause permanent brain dasmage. Draco, you next”. The protectors went back on and Alice showed Draco the stance. He fired off two shots and both missed. He grunted in frustration. Alice made it look so easy.
She handed the gun to Severus next and he surprised himself putting one into the head and one into the right side of the chest. Alice grinned as she pushed off her earphones, “You have better upper body strength. Well done”, he preened a little until she smirked, “But the heart is on the left side of the chest”, he glowered until he caught the amused look in her eye and realised he was being teased.
Hermione stepped up next and Alice went through her routine. She watched the loose lower back of the girl, the flex of the knees, the bracing, both hands on the weapon. She watched the centring breaths. Then Hermione let loose a perfect line of shots from groin to brain only deviating one shot at the chest straight through the heart, then flicked the safety on and blew across the barrel and, turning, smirked into four shocked faces.
They all tore off their headphones. Alice was laughing, “Wow, where the fuck did you learn to shoot like that?”, a question they all wanted answering. Hermione blushed, “My dad was in a gun club and he took me with him to practice when I was a kid. Sometimes I think he would have rather had a boy, but I seemed to take to all the stuff he did with me, like shooting and electronics, all the principles were taught to me by him. It’s a shame I’m having to put his lessons to such nefarious uses”, her shoulders sagged. Alice smiled and embraced the girl, “Are you sure you don’t want to do a major heist sometime?”, she jokingly enquired. Hermione caught the mirth and started to laugh. The women high-fived each other. “Listen, Hermione, when it comes to it, I want you with me in there. I’m serious. I’ll train some of the others up, but you’re a natural, girl”.
She tried her next on a lock and load pistol and Hermione acquitted herself well. Three of the shots aimed to maim and the other three to kill. Alice was overjoyed, “Ooohhh, mean. The disabling shots first and the bastard wouldn’t actually die until the final shot. Nice!!!”.
She took the pistol from her and reloaded it, “I like this formation myself, the femoral artery first then the carotid then the jugular as the disablers, very messy, very scary, all that blood then the coup de grace, groin first then head then heart. It isn’t so humane, it takes longer to die, time for final confessions, that sort of thing, useful information, you get the idea”, she shrugged, indicating they re-don their earphones and showed them, then re-loaded and let Hermione try with a half-smile of admiration and awe on her face.
The girl hit four out of the six places that Alice marked. As they all pushed off their protectors, the men were all dumb-struck. Alice laughed and the two high-fived again. “You would have definitely killed him. Well done. Here endeth the first lesson. I need to source some more ammunition. All of you did well today and I’d like to schedule some more practice sessions with you and a few others who I think show promise. Those of you for whom today was their first time shooting, don’t worry, you are all trainable, though it’s good to have someone with a bit of training under her belt”.
As she talked, she was already stripping the weapons and cleaning them, oiling and re-assembling them, before packing them away, “You know we weren’t firing blanks tonight, don’t you? This was live ammunition you were using”. Hermione nodded, the others just stared. Shortly afterwards the litle party broke up and Severus dug Remus’ helmet from his backbox and fitted it to Hermione, “Come on, I’ll give you a ride home”. Hermione was exultant as she climbed on behind her ex-Potions Master, threading her arms round him as they set off into the evening and Hermione loved the ride home. She had never been on a motorbike before and admired Severus’ ability to weave through the traffic, the boys behind them all the way. She was still buzzing as Severus dropped her off. She returned the helmet to the backbox and grinned at her ex-teacher, no, friend, “Today was fucking amazing”, she said. Severus smiled behind his lifted visor, “You surprised us all yet again, Miss Granger”. Hermione slapped his arm, “Oh, stop it with the formality crap”, then realised she was being teased as he smirked at her.
She watched as he roared off, “I wish you’d been this cool when we were at school”, she murmured as she turned and went into the House. Ginny immediately interrogated her as to her day and Hermione preened slightly, “Tonight, I have been mainly firing guns. Very well, I might add. Alice wants me fighting with her. She even asked if I wanted to pull a heist with her”. Ginny quirked her mouth as she watched her lover inhale calories. George was out and the other boys were in their rooms so the girls were alone in the kitchen. Ginny came to sit beside her beloved and laid her head on Hermione’s shoulder, “I’m sorry I’ve been an arse. I’ll support you in whatever you have to do. You’ve told me of the shootimg range and the gun club. I’m not surprised that you are good, you’ve had practice after all”. Hermione gave herself a moment to digest this, then turned and kissed her lover senseless, licking her lips as they came up for air. Ginny saw the evil glint in her lover’s eyes shortly before she was laid over the kitchen table and comprehensively licked and finger-fucked until she came in big gasping breaths, then turned and returned the compliment.
There was a hiatus to some of the classes as July began. Neville had to go home to attend to the fertilisation cycle of his precious crop. Alice had let her business go a bit and had to catch up. The London set had their work to attend to and Severus was still waiting on his beloved hand and foot. The ‘house-elves’ were now all insanely busy with training after work hours as were the rest of the House, Dean and the summer schoolers. They were forming a formidable fighting force.
One day Alice strode into the Bunker with a set of blueprints and plans, then set up her class with her usual efficiency. She seemed to have the self-hand-picked group every time now. Harry had told her of the DA and she was deeply impressed that a bunch of schoolkids were this well organised and had decided that this lot should be the front-line troops as well as the House members, Dean, Ron and Blaise, the teachers that were now with them including Rosalba Sinistra and the diminutive Flitwick. Rosmerta appeared to offer her assistance, much to Severus’ surprise. They hugged hard when they met again. Narcissa was also invited to the inner circle along with Jenny. Draco was deeply unsure at this turn of events, until Alice rifled his mother’s mind and declared that the woman was totally all right with watching her ex-husband die before her eyes. “She’s a very strong woman, your mam”, declared Alice, “We need all the strength we can get, and she’s quite willing to kill your dad if need be. I sense no hesitation at all. The main concern she has is for your son, who I believe is still looked after by your father”.
Draco sagged in Harry’s arms, “We must try and save him at all costs”. Alice looked him hard in the eye, “We’ll do what we can, but know this, he isn’t our first priority. That’s about killing him”. “Of course it is”, heckled someone from the back of the class. Her eyes fixed on a balding middle-aged man, an ex-Hufflepuff according to her registration sheets. She rifled his mind in a moment and instantly saw someone who had always seen themselves as slightly inferior Magic-wise, aomeone who felt deeply smug to be part of this inner circle. The man’s eyes widened, “What house were you in?”, he whispered. She grinned, “I never went to Magic school”. “You would have been in Slytherin. No messing”. As the session ended, she relieved the man of his wand and gently obliviated the man’s memories before he set off home. Such a person with self-aggrandising ideas was no use to them. Harry smiled in approval as did many others as the man left. In building an army, you couldn’t afford to have egos getting in the way.
As people left, just a few stayed behind at Alice’s request. Severus, Harry, Draco and Hermione. They locked up Bunker 7 and headed next door. The bookshelves were already folded away, the floor clear. Alice smiled, “Now for some Muggle backup training”, she arched a brow. She had another pair of ear-protectors for herself and another gun had been added to her collection. She gave them a few basics on stance and bracing the arms for the shots, “These things kick like a fucking mule, you have to learn fast responses. Let’s try the two Quidditch experts first as your reaction times should be good”. She went and got a small pile of targets from her storeroom and fixed the first on her overhead pulley and positioned it.
“This is what we’re after in terms of speed”. She gave them all ear-protectors and they donned them. She loaded a clip and spun on her heel putting a full clip into head, heart and groin. They could hear the shots as loud thumps despite the protectors, She loaded a new clip and handed the gun to Harry. She stood behind him and showed him how to stand to brace against the kick, “Keep your knees loose and your back straight, brace your arms and aim slightly low, the kick will make you fire high”, she dropped the ear-cup back over his ear. He did as instructed, taking careful aim and loosed off a shot missing by miles, the amount of kick surprising him. Alice indicated he should try again. He raised his shoulders and dropped them. The next shot clipped the top of the target’s ‘head’. She smiled as she took the weapon from him and pushed her protectors back, the others did the same, “Not bad. A shot there would cause permanent brain dasmage. Draco, you next”. The protectors went back on and Alice showed Draco the stance. He fired off two shots and both missed. He grunted in frustration. Alice made it look so easy.
She handed the gun to Severus next and he surprised himself putting one into the head and one into the right side of the chest. Alice grinned as she pushed off her earphones, “You have better upper body strength. Well done”, he preened a little until she smirked, “But the heart is on the left side of the chest”, he glowered until he caught the amused look in her eye and realised he was being teased.
Hermione stepped up next and Alice went through her routine. She watched the loose lower back of the girl, the flex of the knees, the bracing, both hands on the weapon. She watched the centring breaths. Then Hermione let loose a perfect line of shots from groin to brain only deviating one shot at the chest straight through the heart, then flicked the safety on and blew across the barrel and, turning, smirked into four shocked faces.
They all tore off their headphones. Alice was laughing, “Wow, where the fuck did you learn to shoot like that?”, a question they all wanted answering. Hermione blushed, “My dad was in a gun club and he took me with him to practice when I was a kid. Sometimes I think he would have rather had a boy, but I seemed to take to all the stuff he did with me, like shooting and electronics, all the principles were taught to me by him. It’s a shame I’m having to put his lessons to such nefarious uses”, her shoulders sagged. Alice smiled and embraced the girl, “Are you sure you don’t want to do a major heist sometime?”, she jokingly enquired. Hermione caught the mirth and started to laugh. The women high-fived each other. “Listen, Hermione, when it comes to it, I want you with me in there. I’m serious. I’ll train some of the others up, but you’re a natural, girl”.
She tried her next on a lock and load pistol and Hermione acquitted herself well. Three of the shots aimed to maim and the other three to kill. Alice was overjoyed, “Ooohhh, mean. The disabling shots first and the bastard wouldn’t actually die until the final shot. Nice!!!”.
She took the pistol from her and reloaded it, “I like this formation myself, the femoral artery first then the carotid then the jugular as the disablers, very messy, very scary, all that blood then the coup de grace, groin first then head then heart. It isn’t so humane, it takes longer to die, time for final confessions, that sort of thing, useful information, you get the idea”, she shrugged, indicating they re-don their earphones and showed them, then re-loaded and let Hermione try with a half-smile of admiration and awe on her face.
The girl hit four out of the six places that Alice marked. As they all pushed off their protectors, the men were all dumb-struck. Alice laughed and the two high-fived again. “You would have definitely killed him. Well done. Here endeth the first lesson. I need to source some more ammunition. All of you did well today and I’d like to schedule some more practice sessions with you and a few others who I think show promise. Those of you for whom today was their first time shooting, don’t worry, you are all trainable, though it’s good to have someone with a bit of training under her belt”.
As she talked, she was already stripping the weapons and cleaning them, oiling and re-assembling them, before packing them away, “You know we weren’t firing blanks tonight, don’t you? This was live ammunition you were using”. Hermione nodded, the others just stared. Shortly afterwards the litle party broke up and Severus dug Remus’ helmet from his backbox and fitted it to Hermione, “Come on, I’ll give you a ride home”. Hermione was exultant as she climbed on behind her ex-Potions Master, threading her arms round him as they set off into the evening and Hermione loved the ride home. She had never been on a motorbike before and admired Severus’ ability to weave through the traffic, the boys behind them all the way. She was still buzzing as Severus dropped her off. She returned the helmet to the backbox and grinned at her ex-teacher, no, friend, “Today was fucking amazing”, she said. Severus smiled behind his lifted visor, “You surprised us all yet again, Miss Granger”. Hermione slapped his arm, “Oh, stop it with the formality crap”, then realised she was being teased as he smirked at her.
She watched as he roared off, “I wish you’d been this cool when we were at school”, she murmured as she turned and went into the House. Ginny immediately interrogated her as to her day and Hermione preened slightly, “Tonight, I have been mainly firing guns. Very well, I might add. Alice wants me fighting with her. She even asked if I wanted to pull a heist with her”. Ginny quirked her mouth as she watched her lover inhale calories. George was out and the other boys were in their rooms so the girls were alone in the kitchen. Ginny came to sit beside her beloved and laid her head on Hermione’s shoulder, “I’m sorry I’ve been an arse. I’ll support you in whatever you have to do. You’ve told me of the shootimg range and the gun club. I’m not surprised that you are good, you’ve had practice after all”. Hermione gave herself a moment to digest this, then turned and kissed her lover senseless, licking her lips as they came up for air. Ginny saw the evil glint in her lover’s eyes shortly before she was laid over the kitchen table and comprehensively licked and finger-fucked until she came in big gasping breaths, then turned and returned the compliment.