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A/N: I am writing another H/Hr story but in it they're still children and I wanted to write an adult story. Since this is a future AU story I changed some things. Ginny still played Quidditch after the birth of her children.
Harry Potter and the Unbreakable Bond
Future AU story. Harry was married to Ginny, Hermione to Ron and they were happy most of the time, but whenever there was a problem in their marriages they turned to each other for comfort. The connection they shared was different then what they had with their spouses, but how far would they take it. This is not a story for R/Hr or H/G shippers.
Ch 5
Hermione shouldn't have been surprised how little the Ministry of Magic actually knew about Muggles. The Ministry had been and is still run by pure bloods who find learning about them useless. Even Arthur Weasley who loved muggle artifacts didn't really know or understand what they were used for. Then instead of using them properly he'd enchant them making more of wizards and witches. So it wasn't at all shocking that Harry and she were chosen for this particular mission.
The British Prime Minister was notified and made arrangements for Hermione and Harry. The police were told that they were part of a covert department inside the Government that specialized in hard to solve cases. They were met with stares as they walked through the stainless steel offices of New Scotland Yard. They were young outsiders from a department no one's ever heard of, so they expected it. Ethan Rosier the Commander of the case was skeptical of their skills because of their age.
"I assure you sir, we have the experience needed to catch Emmeline Lympsham" Hermione said to him.
They sat in the back during the briefing looking at the board of Emmeline's other victims. Anna Bennett, a sixteen year old student, found outside Harrods, Walter Hansen a forty year old Business Analyst found outside a pub and Oliver Williams a twenty five year old Nurse found outside the hospital he worked at. All were found in the same position with multiple lacerations covering their bodies. They were not connected in any way that the police could figure out. Harry and Hermione knew the only thing connecting them is the fact that they were muggles.
They spent the rest of the day looking over the reports they had made and Hermione told them that there was no method or pattern to follow, anyone that happened to come across her when she wanted to kill could be the next victim. She knew that wasn't helpful but that's all she could give them. They couldn't tell them her real pattern was any unlucky non-magical person that came across her. That left any one of the over seven million that resided in London. Not counting the fact that she could leave and go anywhere else in the country.
Later that night they were using a locator spell to find Emmeline and then they would apparate to that location, but it was turning out to be unsuccessful because every time they appeared she would be long gone.
Now they were in Harry's hotel room, the London Police reports and their reports littered the table in front of them. Reading about her personality or what she had done before wasn't helping. They were having no luck finding her.
Hermione stood with her arms crossed staring out of the window of the hotel room looking at the people of London, the people hurrying about, the cars rushing past they were going about their night completely unaware of another world co-existing with theirs, a world full magic. A world that held people that could do unimaginable things to them.
Hermione had put up protection and detection spells around her parents house and spread it out so it covered the perimeter of places they would normally visit. And even though Harry wasn't fond of his own Aunt and Uncle he did the same for them and his cousin Dudley whom he has gotten closer to over the years. Harry even took her to see a couple of Dudley's boxing matches at the University. So they both made sure their families were protected, although they doubted Emmeline wouldn't be stupid enough to go after them. She was just frustrated that they were getting nowhere. Emmeline could go after anyone at any time, there was no pattern they could follow.
Harry hated the feeling of uncertainty catching this woman was proving to be harder than he anticipated and he knew it was bothering Hermione more than him. They had tried everything they could to find her but she was always one step ahead of them.
He stands up and goes to her, she wasn't alone he was here sharing her frustration. He puts his arms around her she closes her eyes and leans back against him. Harry wraped his arms tighter around her and buried his face in her hair. He remembered what Hermione said to him when they were in the Forest of Dean in what seemed like a lifetime ago.
"Maybe we should just stay here Harry, grow old"
He just stared at her not saying anything because he thought about that too, he thought about just stopping and letting someone else deal with the problems. But Harry knew both of would never do that not then or now, they were both to chivalrous to do nothing while people were getting hurt. They would always risk their lives to help others.
Hermione felt content just being in his arms. Whenever she was with him it was like the world disappeared and it was just the two of them. She looked at him over her shoulder searching his eyes for the comfort she wanted and she found it. She turns herself slightly so she can rest her head against his chest while his arms wrap tighter around her giving her the warmth she needed. She listened quietly to his steady heartbeat, while he absently stroked her hair. They stood this way for an interminable time, simply holding each other.
Hermione looked up at him pushed away the strand of hair that covered his scar she touched his cheeks with tentative, trembling fingertips, and then wandered further, soft as butterfly wings to caress his lips lovingly. This time she initiated the kiss; she wraped her arms around his neck and briought his lips to hers.
Lips and tongues met in a heated kiss, lingering until they were both breathless. Hermione's hands moved down his neck, tracing his collarbone, sliding down his shoulders to rest finally on his chest, her fingers flexing and splaying over his shirt, exploring the hard muscle beneath. His kisses became more slow and sensual, tongue tracing her bottom lip, then nipping it lightly between his teeth Harry's mouth pressed a steaming rivulet of languid kisses over her cheek, jaw line and throat. Her head fell back and her breath caught sharply at the tingling thrill of his mouth and tongue and breath over her sensitive skin, sending her insides whirling. The large hand at the small of her back moved lower, and pressed her body to his.
They walked backwards until they hit the couch and, they break apart as he sat down and she straddled herself on his lap. She bent towards him, and Harry stretched up to meet her, parting his lips in breathless anticipation. Her lips covered his tenderly, as his hand moved up the small of her back pulling her against him.
Harry turned and moved to recline on his back, taking her with to lie on top of him. He cradled her head, her cheek against his chest, while he stroked her hair. Within minutes, they had both fallen asleep, wrapped in each other's comfort.
Hermione awoke gradually some time later. She had almost forgotten where she was, but she knew. She was nestled in Harry's arms. It was surreal. Sometime during sleep they had switched positions. Harry had his arm and leg draped over her, effectively trapping her in the cocoon of his body.
Then their mobiles rang, they didn't want to answer because they knew what it would be about. But as much as they wanted to just stay in the moment like they had when they were camped in the Forest of Dean, they couldn't and they wouldn't.
Hermione and Harry walked into the flat of the latest victim one Susan Horton a twenty seven year old legal secretary. Her small flat was turned upside down her belongings and furniture was flung all over the place, made to look like a robbery.
Hermione crouched down to examine the body. The girl lay sprawled in the middle of her kitchen; a silent scream immortalized on her face, the white blouse and beige skirt she was wearing was torn to shreds, she had multiple lacerations all over her body which was sitting in a pool of blood. She could see why they were comparing her to Jack the Ripper, the serial killer in the nineteenth century that mutilated his victims. The slashes on Susan Horton were clean even cuts that they thought were done by someone with surgical knowledge. But with a Sectumsempra spell you didn't need medical knowledge just a steady wand hand.
"It looks like a robbery gone wrong" One of the PC's said joining her. This was the first body they found inside the home of the victim. Most of the victims were outside either walking towards their home or away from it. Meaning now she was just showing them what she could do.
"It's not a robbery there would be nothing here she would've wanted. The mess outside was used to scare her" Harry said entering the flat's small kitchen, it neat and tidy except for the lone plate with crumbs on it near the sink and a glass half full of wine on the table. She must've just finished eating when Emmeline knocked on her door. Harry could imagine Emmeline's sweet face as the woman opened the door, then her smile fading to show the pure evil that lived inside her heart and shoving her way inside the woman's home.
Emmeline would have no use for any muggle items which is why all the victims were found with all of their belongings. She wasn't even trying to make it look like a mugging or robbery she wanted these people to know they were dying for nothing. They needed to find her quickly.
"Scare her? She moved all that furniture around by herself?" The young PC asked oblivious to the real danger this woman could cause. Just being here with them put him in danger. Emmeline knew that Hermione and he were on the case. She was doing this for their benefit; it was a game of cat and mouse now.
"She's insane you don't know what someone like that is capable of" Hermione answered. Emmeline wasn't just insane she was a believer and those were the most dangerous criminals, the ones that truly believed they were doing the right thing. She believed she was doing the world a favor by getting rid of the muggles because she found them useless and a waste of space that could be used for witches and wizards.
She had sent them all over the place while she was here torturing and killing this poor woman. "It's all about fear; Emmeline wants to see the fear and pain in their eyes as she kills them." Hermione said and stands up. "These slashes are not deep enough to be fatal, at least not right away"
"So she…" the PC began.
Hermione nods "She watches them as they slowly bled to death. This is the same as the others, this was her killing."
They searched the flat for clues with the London Police but they knew they wouldn't find any; she didn't need to touch anything. Afterwards they declined going to the pub saying they were tired. They went back to Harry's room to try more location spells. Again they were proving to be unsuccessful. They had spent a good few months doing the same when they were kids; they should know how to find her.
Hermione wanted to check one more place so they held hands and dissapparated. They arrived in a forest just the light was fading, creating shadows and dark patches. Eyes glimmered from tree hollows. The wind wailed between distorted trunks, carrying the sickly stink of wood rot.
They saw from the distance a small fire and tent that was most likely Emmeline's. They were a few yards from where they located her so they were outside the warning spells perimeter.
They should've known something wasn't right but the continued to walk through the forest, then they heard it, it was soft and hushed at first then became more urgent, a chorus of whispers that slowly became louder and turned into laughter. Before they knew it they were surrounded by Doxies, millions of them their wings were flapping and they were showing their double row of sharp teeth. It was a trap.
The Doxies started playing with them; a bite from a Doxy was poisonous. The Doxie's would fly over their heads, bump them in the shoulder and fly in circles around them. Their wands were out and they were shouting spells to keep them at bay but there was too many of them. They needed to get out of there but they had barely any time to think, if you apparated without thinking fully of where you wanted to go you could lose body parts.
She yelled for Harry, instead of an answer she heard him howl in pain she turns to see him on the ground, she shouts stupefy and confundus to move the rest of them away from him, she reaches him and sees a Doxy biting down on his side.
"Harry" she screamed and ran to him. "Immobulus" She shouted and the Doxy stiffened and fell she pushes it off and sees Harry's eyes roll to the back of his head. She grabs a hold of him and apperated into his hotel room. She calls for the Doxy antidote from her bag and holds his mouth open so she could pour it down his throat, hoping she got to him in time.
Tbc...