Chapter three

Not alone


I was sure I had meant to fall into a deep sleep once my eyelids slid shut. I hadn't understood how tired I was until the words before me in the book became blurred and I had to more then once force them to clear.

And with a deep seated fear I was sure that she had hoped I had fell into a deep sleep otherwise she wouldn't have ventured forward with the smug feeling of pride at having kept me out for so long.

After most of the chapters of the third book I read I was sure I could get around the wall still in my mind, but before I could go further I fell asleep.

I won't let you get them

How can you still be here

You can hear me… no… you can't hear me

I struggled or at least I thought I did not only to hold on to that presence I felt in my mind but to keep while I tried to force my eyes open long enough to call Poppy or even The Seeker to tell them.

No… they will kill me

Kill you… they wouldn't kill you they can't because we don't do that

A snort was my only answer or assurance she had heard me before I saw the briefest of images of two dark figures, one tall (taller then me) and another smaller almost child like.

Stay away from them

I wasn't sure if her growled thought was to meant to warn me away from those figures or the memories in which they were held.

My struggle to awaken soon became more harder to do and I only pried my eyes open for the briefest of moments and found that was the only thing I could do.

"I promised you Harry… I've kept you safe" my voice sounded strange to my ears, it was my voice there was no doubting that but I didn't think those words nor had the willing to say them.

Darkness took over after that and I fell asleep leaving my heavy burden alone to her thoughts.


It was too dark to make out the figures faces clearly. It scares me not to see their faces because it made their figures seem all that more frightening.

How long had it been since I ventured out in the daylight to get food, I grimace at the sound of an answer from my stomach.

It had been only a few short days since I left him, promising to be back with food for his own growling stomach.

My poor baby… I'll do this for you, I swear to myself no longer hearing my own bodies protest at going without food for so long. My body only had one purpose and that was make it out of this alive to make sure he was safe and healthy.

I push his face from my mind… it would only make it that much harder to do this, I would second guess myself too much at wither I should go back to him.

I want to laugh at what a motherly way I had come to think in, I was sure there was a time I doubted I could do anything motherly unless it was to nag Ron and Harry.

Pain welled up from both my heart and the inside of my cheek from where I bit myself, I couldn't think about them either. My surroundings and present mission was far too dangerous to get side tracked with thoughts of those I couldn't protect.

A light… silver -so not human- caught my eyes as I saw the figures moving to the car, a mocking gesture of a human came from the male when he held the passenger side door open for the female.

Who were they pretending for anyway, it wasn't like this whole street wasn't already inhabited by their own kind.

It's a joke… just a joke to them, my mind hissed at me and made my fist clench the lose and anger of having lost my wand months ago swimming in my unsettled stomach.

Another thing I had lost to them just like my friends, family and way of life.

I waited only two minutes after the head lights disappeared from sight, then I was on my now surprisingly strong legs and sprinting across the dark garden hoping that my calculations were right.

Those things shouldn't be back for an hour, that was more then enough time for me to get in gather what I needed and then leave.

I was hoping to be on my way back to him before they even noticed anything missing.

A twisted smile that felt somehow wrong on my face sprung up when I entered the dark house was ease, they trusted each other enough to leave their houses unlocked.

I held myself still, like some sick statue standing on display for them to look at, listening for any sound that might give away another presence.

After assuring myself for the tenth time I was alone I sprinted to the kitchen, the bodies in which those things now lived still needed food to fuel their bodies.

Heading to the fridge first I winch in the now dimly lit kitchen when the light spilled from the small white object, fumbling I thumbed the button and sighed when the kitchen drowned in darkness once more. I was too close to saving him to let myself get caught.

It was hard to gather food with one hand but I managed, stuffing the likes of apples, carrots, cheese and sandwich meats into my bag, despairing at how heavy it had gotten with only a few items. Re-framing from gathering anything more I closed the door quickly and headed over to the cupboards ready to load in the long term items I shoved tins of fruits, beans, meat and soup into my alarming increasing heavy bad. I didn't want to have to rest until late tomorrow, I didn't want to waste anymore time away from him.

With a heavy heart I shoved a few nutrition bars in my pockets and shut the cupboards, giving myself a good head start before they knew something human had been so close.

I sprinted despite the weight on my back through the corridor leading to the back door, my sprint wouldn't last long out side but I didn't want to be in this house any longer.

And I would have kept going if it hadn't been for the figure standing in the doorway to my escape, I only managed to stumble to a stop coming very close to hurtling straight into the figure. Without a second thought I was turning heading for the front door.

A hand snatched at my pony tail and nearly dragged me off my feet and on to the ground no doubt smashing the food in my bag. But instead I slammed into the solid but warm body of the figure behind me, my arms reached up to scratch at the hand wrapped tightly around my hair, I didn't register the pain in my head as the hair was pulled at nor did I register the glint of a knife until it pressed into my neck; biting the flesh and drawing a small drop of blood.

I stilled myself only long enough to gather my baring so I could plan how to escape this, I had to escape this because it wasn't my life I cared for.

"Move and I'll cut your throat… I thought you were all gone by now" the harsh male voice cut through my ear, my anger dimmed his voice but not enough for me to ignore it.

"I guess that's bad luck for you" he breathed moving back but never lifting the knife from my neck nor un weaving his hand from my hair.

I grunted but felt the knife press tightly against my throat, I wasn't stupid enough to give this thing a chance to get jumpy and cut my plan off.

However the grunt that came from me was not my choice for the thing behind me twisted my pony tail out of the way and for a heavy moment I waited poised for the final blow when it understood I wasn't one of them.

It had to be a Seeker I assured myself, Seekers were the only one of those things that would carry a weapon.

I heard his gasp before the knife fell from my neck and the hand drop my hair back against my neck, but I didn't care it gave me my chance. As he was drawing a breath I lifted my foot and stamped down hard smiling brightly when I heard the sickening crunch of my heel finding his foot. I wasn't ready when he shoved me forward and exclaimed in pain. I brought my hands up a fraction to late to stop the impact, my elbows and shoulders taking the brunt of the fall.

I didn't let it stop me, despite my bag on my back and it's heavy contents I rolled over only resting on the bag for a second before I was on my feet and hurtling forward, ducking under the things arm as he tried to grab me and was already out the door.

The air felt better now out of the house but I didn't take time to revel in it because I heard his footsteps already pounding against the dry ground behind me.

"Wait" he tried to call harshly keeping his voice only loud enough for me to hear, but I wouldn't subdue to his orders.

Not while my mind was mine alone.

"Please" he called a little too close to me now, panicking it made me slow enough for a familiar tug to come at my shoulder as his fingers curled around it. My wand had been my only weapon, my wandless magic had proved too unpredictable even worse when I was emotion and tired.

So I went to my second defence, one a little less unpredictable and grateful to Ginny for teaching me this. Spinning now I curled my fingers to my palm thrusting the heel out I pulled my free arm back enough to throw a forceful hit.

But strong fingers soon wrapped around my wrist and held it in the air while a pale face stared at me, searching my face for something.

My eyes of course he was searching my eyes for the tell tale sign of silver that would give way to a parasite inside of my head.

After that it happened so quickly, the fingers dug into my wrist and then with a quick and forceful pull warm and strong lips crashed down on mine, smothering my protests before they could rise.

It felt almost human to me… to have this contact after so long, of having only the tender of kisses pressed to my cheek by my baby.

But as human as it felt it still didn't feel right and without thinking I brought my knee straight up in between his legs. His lips twisted while still on mine then snapped back as a whimper strewed from his lips.

I used this to stumble back and flee, hoping that I still had enough time to make my way back to him trying hard not to fail.

"Lumos" the one word was enough to make me falter and the light that burst out behind me made me stop.

I might as well been playing host to one of those things because I turned without thinking to be blinded by a light held out in front of the man, it wavered slightly as a whimper hissed behind it.

The light moved closer and I shielded my eyes, blinking back the wetness of tears for hope and joy that I might have found not only another human but a wizard too.

"H-h-Hermione" that voice, I shook my head to clear my ears trying to make me understand the tone and even the voice it self.

"'Mione" in that one second as he lowered his hand and the wand I knew everything was going to be OK, it had to be because he was standing there before me safe and not one of those things.

I threw my arms around his neck, only giving a shaky breath of relief when I felt no scar on the back of his neck.

"I thought I lost you… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry" I sobbed into his shoulder feeling him tighten his arms around me. His tears burning my neck and his breath ragged against my skin. I couldn't count the minutes we stood there in our embrace and I didn't care because right now I wasn't alone.

"Stay" his ragged voice brought me back and away from his arms, I could feel the fearful twist of my face as I searched his green eyes.

"Stay here… I know you carried a lot of books Mione but I could get more food for us" he stated as I stare at him, he muttered something and the light faded away.

"Harry" I start but his face was pressed closer to me a pained look across his face his hands finding mine.

"Mione please… I can't lose you again" he pleaded and I still couldn't find it in myself to refuse him, even after all these years and after everything I've been through I couldn't bring the no to my lips.

"Hurry Harry… Teddy needs me… us" I stutter watching with a swell of happiness when his face split into a grin and he nodded eagerly.

Pulling away I could just make our him turning but he stopped mid turn and looked back at me, his eyes searching my face once more.

"Promise me something Mione" he whispered moving back to me, I frowned but nodded any way wishing he would hurry up.

"Don't knee me again when I do this" he pleaded but before I could respond his lips crashed against mine again and that human feeling returned only this time something warm spread throughout me instead of fear.