The Old Double Diamond
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John Mason was driving to work when he noticed two red heads dressed in strange cloths walking down the street. The male was tall and stringy; he was eating a hotdog and talking with his mouth full of food. The female was much shorter. She had a curvy figure that was drawing a lot of attention from the men that passed by her. After reading Harry's descriptions, Dr. Mason realized that they could only be Weasleys.
"Wow Gin, thanks for taking me to the brothel. Don't you think that Mum's going to be pissed at you for spending all our money?"
"I hate to say this to my own brother, but seriously Ron, it was the only way that you were ever going to get laid. As for Mum; pull your head out of your arse, she's gone dark. I like my sex and I like money, but shagging Dumbledore just to put us through school." Ginny paused in her lecture and vomited. The image of her mother and Dumbledore just wouldn't leave her.
"Ron, I'm all for shagging Harry and getting control of his money, but I'm not going back. After I have finished with Harry you can kill him if you like, just leave me out of it."
John sent his patronus to the team that was waiting to extract Harry. They had to move quickly. Dr. Mason rushed into the hospital and ran to Harry's room. A team of Department of Magic aurors, obliviators and muggle trained experts descended on the hospital as well. John ran straight for Harry's room. He gripped Harry's arm and activated his port key. In just seconds, the two men arrived at the Double Diamond. It was a Department of Magic safe house that doubled as a cattle ranch.
An hour later Ron and Ginny finally arrived at the Bill Kane Mental Health Clinic. Ginny remembered that her mother had Harry placed in the long term residents section. She approached the receptionist and requested to see Will James, who had been a patient here for almost two years now.
The receptionist explained that there was no such patient listed. Ginny figured that either someone had moved Harry or they had released him. Either way she was going to get the hell out of there. Ginny had received an offer of a six figure salary from the owner of the brothel that Ron had lost his virginity at. The offer was just too good to pass up. Within two years she became the highest grossing call girl in all of Nevada. Much like her father, Ginny was willing to sacrifice her body for the greater good.
Ron on the other hand refused to believe that Harry Potter had eluded him. He began waving his wand around and berated the frightened receptionist. The poor lady pushed a silent alarm under her desk. Ty, the ex-college football player and his best friend had a gleam in their eye as they tackled Ron Weasley. Ron became a permanent resident at the Bill Kane Centre.
When John Mason arrived with Harry Potter at the Double Diamond a team of healers rushed the pair. With wands out the team set about examining Harry. After 10 minutes and a half hour of arguing amongst themselves, the healers had come to one conclusion. Those muggles at that hospital had seriously fucked up Harry Potter. As one healer confided, "The bastards have pumped a pharmacies worth of drugs into the kid. It's going to take years to straighten him out."
A female healer said that she had a potion that would speed the detoxification process up. Taking the potion would be painful, but it would be better than watching him suffer for years.
The next morning found Harry potter strapped to his bed and shaking uncontrollably; despite having a pile of blankets on top of him. Dr. John Mason could only watch as Harry's body craved the muggle potions that he was now dependent on.
Dr. Mason continued his musings until the room was disturbed by the arrival of Hermione Granger clutching the tail feathers of a red and gold phoenix. She released Fawkes' tail feathers and quickly dashed to Harry's bedside. Hermione hugged her unconscious and shaking best friend tightly to her.
"Oh Sweet Merlin; what have they done to you Harry?"
Dr. Mason looked at the tan girl with brown curly hair that had been lightened by the sun. He smiled warmly at the girl who had only now begun to take in here surroundings. "Hello Ms. Granger, My name is Dr. John Mason. I'm the healer that discovered where Molly Weasley had hidden Harry."
She reluctantly got up and shook the doctor's hand. "I'm grateful that you and your government are helping Harry. Can you tell me anything about Harry's condition?"
"Until you arrived, I would have put Harry's odds of survival at less than fifty percent. Now I am convinced that Harry will make a full recovery. I'm afraid that during his stay at the mental health facility, Harry has become addicted to several muggle medications. It would have taken years to detoxify his system. Fortunately a potions researcher from Pittsburgh has developed a potion that will speed the process. "
Hermione looked over to Fawkes. Dr. Mason observed that she seemed to be having a silent conversation with the large bird. She rushed back to Harry as his body began to shake violently.
"Is this the potion that Harry is taking?"
Dr. Mason nodded his head. He watched in astonishment as the phoenix flew over to Hermione. It landed on Hermione's shoulder. She raised the vial to Fawkes' beak and the bird sniffed the potion. Fawkes lowered his head to the potion and cried four tear drops into the potion. The potion turned from light green to gold.
"Dr. Mason, I think that if you give this to Harry now it just may ease Harry's suffering."
The healer took the potion from Hermione's hand and poured it down Harry's throat. Immediately the convulsions ceased and Harry's breathing became more relaxed. Harry opened his eyes briefly. "Love you, Hermione," he managed to croak. He then fell into a deep sleep.
Hermione smiled and kissed Harry on the forehead. She wiped a tear from her eye and then held Harry's hand in her own. She stayed that way for hours. Every once in a while Hermione would whisper something to Harry. Finally one of the healers offered to show Hermione around the place and eventually to the room that she would be staying in.
As she entered the bedroom, her entire body began to shake. She reached into her beaded bag and pulled out a large bottle of fire whisky. She took a long drink and the tremors seemed to ease. With half the bottle gone, Hermione fell into a deep sleep.
Hermione woke up to the sun shining in her eyes. She really wasn't sure what time it was. Having traveled all the way from Brisbane had kind of messed up her internal clock. She took a drink from the bottle of whiskey and then dressed for the day in a Griffith University sweatshirt and a comfortable pair of jeans.
After checking on Harry she went for what she thought was breakfast. The healers and staff appeared to be eating their noon meal. Hermione blushed in embarrassment and recited her excuse about the time difference between America and Australia.
The days turned into weeks as Harry fought to recover from his ordeal. Hermione sat dutifully beside him each day. After visiting Harry in the evening she would go back to her room and drink herself to sleep. Hermione was now drinking over a bottle of whiskey a day. She failed to notice that she was running low on alcohol until the day it was gone. She ran to Dr. Mason to ask where she could buy more. Hermione was about to go to town and buy some tequila, but realized she did not have any money with her.
Hermione made it less than 8 hours before the shakes began. The shakes were quickly followed by mood swings and finally hallucinations. Eventually she ended up in the bed next to Harry's as she was confronted with the reality that she had become an alcoholic.
It was a rough week for Hermione. When she finally had fought off all of her symptoms, she found Harry sitting beside her bed. With one hand he was stroking her hair, while the other was holding her hand tightly. Harry just smiled at her. After a large dinner of bison stew, Harry and Hermione went outside to take a walk. The young couple spoke very little to each other. They communicated through comforting touches and facial expressions.
The next morning after breakfast the pair went on a trail ride. It was time to have the one conversation that they had both been avoiding. Harry and Hermione sat on a log overlooking a large clear blue lake. They both sat facing the water when Harry broke the silence.
"I meant what I said Hermione," Harry began.
"Hmmm?"
"The night before we left, when we were at the pub with Ron; I told you that I loved you. I know that I was drunk at the time, but I meant every word. Then when Ron was trying to wake me up, I said the first words that came to mind when he mentioned marrying Ginny."
Hermione remained silent, but she put her arm around Harry's waist and rested her head on his shoulder.
"The thought of you is what got me through this. Now that we are both recovering I think that it's time that I told you again. "I love you Hermione Granger."
Instead of waiting for Hermione to respond, Harry faced Hermione and gently raised Hermione's chin and kissed her gently on the lips.
Hermione returned the kiss with a passion that had been denied for far too long. Harry's heart belonged to her and nobody else. She bit gently at Harry's bottom lip and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Their tounges danced and caressed each other until the couple felt the overwhelming urge to breathe.
"I love you to Harry," she whispered as Harry's mouth began to explore Hermione's graceful neck. He listened to the sound of her breathing and the telltale moans that indicated that he had found a sensitive spot.
Reluctantly Harry and Hermione broke apart and rode their horses farther into the hills. They followed the path of a creek until they reached a cliff with water falling from its heights. Harry and Hermione stopped for a lunch of sandwiches, followed by strawberries and pumpkin juice. The young couple basked in the warm sunshine and the happiness of their new relationship.
"I think that we should go for a swim Harry. The water looks so refreshing," suggested Hermione.
"Hermione, neither of us brought anything to swim in."
Hermione gave Harry a wicked grin and pulled her shirt over her head. The shirt was quickly followed by the khaki shorts that had hugged her hips. Standing there in her underwear she looked expectantly at Harry. Harry's eyes roved over Hermione's body, first settling on the black bra, then her stomach and finally her knickers. Hermione just smiled encouragingly.
Finally Harry stripped out of his clothes and it was Hermione's turn to stare. Her eyes gravitated to not so little Harry. The tip was almost touching Harry's belly button. She quickly stripped of her underwear and sprinted for the water. Harry chased after her and caught her once they were both in the deep pond. They kissed passionately as they tread water to stay afloat.
After cooling off in the deep pool, they swam to shore to continue their explorations. Hermione went over to the horse that she had been riding and spread it on the ground. Harry caught Hermione gently around the waist and laid her on her back, he then settled down on top of her. With hands and mouths the young couple explored each other; seeking to discover what elicited the best response from their partner.
Finally Harry was on top of Hermione again. He placed the head of his penis at the entrance to Hermione's folds. He hesitated briefly, but Hermione sensed what he was waiting for. "Relax Harry, you're not my first."
Harry gave Hermione a confused look. "Later," was the only word that she said. Harry kissed Hermione as he pushed his member deep inside and became one with the woman he loved. They continued to make love on the blanket until they were too tired to move.
Harry held Hermione close to his chest and one hand absentmindedly caressed her breasts. "Was it Ron?"
Hermione's brain slowly engaged. "Was Ron What?"
Harry kept caressing her. "You said that I wasn't your first, I was just curious about who was your first."
Hermione sighed, "No Ron and I never had sex. The first and only man that I had sex with was Viktor. It was the night after Bagman showed you the maze. After that, Viktor wanted me to go back to Bulgaria with him and get married. I told him I wasn't ready to get married yet and the relationship kind of died after that. Was I your first?"
Harry smiled and answered slowly, "No my first lover was Fleur. She dragged me into a broom closet several times from the end of the second task until the final task. She wanted to thank me properly for saving her sister. In fifth year I slept with Cho and last year I slept with Ginny."
"You don't have to answer this Harry, but how do I compare to the others?"
Harry began to kiss Hermione's neck during the ensuing silence. He now knew enough about girls to understand that this was a question that he had to answer. "There is no comparison my destiny; I had sex with those other girls, we made love."
Hermione's response was to push Harry on his back and snog him senseless. Harry and Hermione then took another swim before heading back to the Double Diamond.
John Mason did not have to be a genius to understand what had gone on between Harry and Hermione. The loving looks that the couple shared, the fact that they were oblivious to everyone else at the dinner table told the story. Harry and Hermione had beaten their addictions and it was time for them to leave. After supper Harry and Hermione retired to Hermione's room for the night.
The next morning at breakfast as Hermione and Harry sat down; they noticed that the entire staff of the Double Diamond was watching them. After tapping his knife on a glass of orange juice, Dr. Mason stood up to address everybody.
"Today is both a happy day and a sad day." He raised the glass of juice in his hand. "Harry and Hermione; the two of you have gone through Hell together. Through all the hard work that both of you have put in. you are now ready to leave us and enjoy your lives. I would like to thank everybody gathered here for the hard work and dedication that you have shown in returning this young couple to health."
Harry and Hermione received congratulations and gifts from all of the staff as the impromptu party lasted all morning.
John was the last person to say goodbye as Harry and Hermione walked to the door of the old ranch house. He handed Harry a white envelope and shook his hand. He hugged Hermione and thanked her for helping Harry. Hermione hugged the American healer again and then kissed him on the cheek. Harry also gave the doctor that had saved his life a hug.
"Thanks for everything Dr. Mason. I owe you my life."
Harry and Hermione walked to the edge of the property before they opened the envelope that Dr. Mason had given them. Inside was a hotel confirmation to a resort in magical Las Vegas and instructions on how to enter the magical portion of the desert city.
The envelope in Harry's hand glowed blue and transported them to the gateway of the magical community. After checking into their hotel, the couple made their way to Gringotts bank. They withdrew enough money to last for the duration of the two week vacation.
Hermione and Harry went back to their hotel and did not set foot outside their room for three days. It was a bright sunny morning and Hermione had just gone to retrieve the paper from in front of the door to the suite. She came back into the room jumping up and down.
"Harry, guess what day it is?" she shrieked.
"I don't know, Tuesday I think."
She smacked Harry on the shoulder. "No silly it's your birthday, and I think that I know just the present for you."
"Uh thanks Hermione, but I've already had the best possible present that you could give me."
"Men, you all have a one track mind." Hermione smiled to herself as she pulled Harry to a standing position. She got down on one knee in front of Harry and took his left hand in both of hers.
"Harry I have loved you since way back in our third year. I know that this isn't the traditional way to do things, but if I had to wait for you to propose I'd be old and grey. Will you marry me Harry James Potter?"
Harry pulled Hermione to her feet and kissed her. "Yes I'll marry you," He whispered into her ear.
Harry and Hermione quickly got dressed and went to the hotel store and bought their wedding clothes and rings.
Hermione and Harry walked the three blocks to the Elvis Wedding Chapel. That afternoon they were married by Elvis. They had their reception with three other happy couples. Once Harry and Hermione had returned from the ceremony, they spent the rest of their time in their hotel room.
For a further honeymoon, the couple travelled all over the country. As August turned to September Harry and Hermione knew that it was time to return home to England