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Chapter 6
Tibby sat in the kitchen, Pots had disappeared and she had yet to find him. She was worried for her son as he had only just learned to apperate. She wrung her hands and decided to search once more. She moved from room to room. She soon found the Master was doing the same thing.
"What is, Master looking for?" He stared at her.
"What are you looking for?" She swallowed.
"My son, Sir. Pots be his name." The Master nodded.
"Check with the elder house elves. They like to baby sit the younger ones." She nodded bowed and turned to go when the Master stopped her. "Ask if they have seen, Ms. Granger." She nodded and disappeared with a small pop. She appeared in the small house the elves lived in.
"Have you seen, Pots?" The elves nodded and Tibby sighed in relief "Where is he?" Mergle grunted.
"With Petunia, that he is." Tibby nodded and went to see her mother. She opened the door to see Pots sitting on a rather large bed with a woman stretched out on her stomach, while Mother Petunia wrung her hands with stress. Pots held the woman's hand, patting it occasionally. He saw her and quickly looked away. He knew he was in trouble. She walked over and noticed the dark bruises, and open wounds that lay on the woman's bared back.
"Ms. Granger?" The woman looked at her, Tibby flinched at the dark bruise that stretched across the woman's cheek bone and the one on her jaw. Her lip was split and red blood still oozed from it. Her hand was bruised, Tibby frowned and took it gently from her son. Her feeling was right, the woman had broken several fingers. Tibby went to Petunia's cupboard to grab some Bone-Break Remedy. She slowly brought a teaspoon to the woman's lips. But the woman shook her head pressing her face back into the pillow.
"Ms. Granger needs to drink this all down. Make the bones heal right proper. Tibby is glad you fought back. Shows you are strong!" The woman gave her a small sad smiled and shook her head once more. Tibby patted her hand just as her son had. The woman gave smiled again but winced as Petunia slowly felt along her side checking for broken ribs. Tibby felt sorry for this small woman who was always so nice to Pots. The woman patted Pots face.
"You saved my life, Pots. You really did." Her mouth made the words but no sound came out. Pots nodded and patted her face gently. Tibby left the woman to rest and with a slow snap of her fingers appeared to where the Master was.
"Dad! She is here some where." Lucius rubbed his face and took a deep drink of his firewhiskey.
"I know that. I've looked, she's no where. Mitzy is wailing. I have a headache. Snape has taken the blasted git. I hope he kills him." Draco glared at his father.
"You are helping me find her! Whether you want to or not!" Lucius glared at his son.
"I have looked for over four hours. I. Can't. Find. Her." Draco glared at him anyway.
"Look harder!" Lucius ignored his son and downed the rest of his drink wincing as it burned down his throat. He poured himself another glass, when a small pop caught his attention. He ignored Draco and turned his full attention to the elf.
"Hello, Tibby. Did you find Pots?" The elf nodded. "Well, why are you here?" The elf cleared her throat loudly.
"You mustn't blame the elves, sir. Promise me you won't blame us elves." Lucius shrugged.
"You have my word." Tibby visibly relaxed.
"Its about Ms. Granger. The we only tried to protect her until the Master removed the threat. She wanted our promise that we would protect her. We did. She's in our house." Tibby flinched, "We were going to tell you but Petunia told us not to bother and to leave the poor woman alone. Mother petunia was always bossy. So Ms. Granger is sleeping in the elves' house, Sir." Lucius looked at her.
"Are you serious that you found her?" Tibby nodded.
"Pots found her. She doesn't speak. No sound. At all. No sound." Lucius took a long drink.
"Well bring her back in, so we can look her over." Tibby nodded and bowed. Lucius turned to Draco.
"See, she's fine." Draco glared at his father and fought the urge to shake the man for being so indifferent. Tibby and several other elves popped back in holding Ms. Granger carefully.
"Watch her head you nit wit!" Mergle yelled at another elf. "She's in enough pain already." They set her carefully on the couch and adjusted the sheets so she was covered decently. Draco walked over quickly, he hissed at what he saw. Lucius strode over and looked at Hermione. He bent down. A large bruise covered her left cheek bone, below her eye and her jaw on the right side also held a large bruise. Lucius growled slightly and touched her split lip gently.
Draco watched as his supposedly cold-hearted father caress the bruises skin gently. It surprised him greatly. And it occurred to him that his father just might have feelings for the muggleborn he had hated for years.
Severus slammed the boy against the wall once more. He lifted his wand.
"Are we ready to take the Truth serum now?" Ron looked at him through a swollen eye. "Well?" Ron spat on the floor. Severus shrugged and raised his wand.
"Repeto Lefidilo." Ron was lifted off the floor and slammed against the wall. Severus smiled. "This is one of my more… how do we say it? Crude inventions." Ron waved for him to stop. Severus let him dangle upside down.
"I'll take the serum! Just stop!" Ron managed to sputter out. Severus clapped slowly.
"Well done, Weasley. Seeing common sense. Ten points to Gryffindor." He pulled a small green vial out of his pocket and let Ron drop on to a chair. Ron swore at him but let Snape pour the liquid into his mouth. He made a face and Severus rolled his eyes.
"Now down to business. How many times have you cheated on Hermione?" Ron looked at him.
"More than two hundred times over the four and a half years. Give or take a few broads." Severus nodded and sat down.
"How did you treat these woman?" Ron shrugged.
"With respect. They are after all woman." Severus frowned.
"And what about Hermione?" Ron scoffed.
"She's mudblood, she doesn't deserve respect. Half-bloods get treated a little rough but the Purebloods deserve the highest respect. Little gifts here and there. Fancy dinners. The works." Severus was slightly surprised, but his face remained impassive.
"Now why the change in attitude concerning muggleborns?" Ron glared at him.
"Since the little whore decided Malfoy was better than I was! Since she crawled into his bed in exchange for his freedom!? But I wouldn't let her do it for the bastard, Lucius! No I wasn't going to let that dirty tramp have another one!? Saving a pureblooded family that let her be tortured? A family she hated? The Malfoys?! I think not!? But she was adamant, wanting to save all of them! Even now after my handy work with her, she chooses to stay with them? What does that show you about her character? And letting that bastard touching her after I found her almost a mile away from the battle? Pushing away all my attempts at touching her after the war? I wouldn't be surprised if she was already fucking him before the trial!? I don't know what went on in the manor. She could have lied about the whole thing!? Covering up the fact that she was shagging Malfoy Sr.!" Ron was practically purple in the face and Severus looked slightly bored. "I thought I would have beaten it out of her when I caught her and Malfoy embracing on the couch. But stupid bloody know-it-all! After it was all done. She went to see him. Not my mother, not Harry! Him! After I thought it out and I decided I would marry her. To let her know everyday that she is below me! To let her know that the stupid witch had me, a pureblood! And that she threw it all away!?" Severus stood up, walked over and punched Ron in the jaw. Then proceeded to sit back down.
"What the bloody hell was that for?!" Severus shrugged.
"Language." He leaned forward. "Now are you jealous of Hermione's friendship with Draco and his wife?" Ron sneered.
"Yes. I should be friends with them. It sickens me that they would actually lower themselves to mingle with a mudblood!" Severus gave him a hard glare.
"The war is over Mr. Weasley. Time to move on." Ron glared at him once more.
"The war is never over. Even she had nightmares about it. Nothing would make them go away. I was useless as she thrashed around screaming. But then they would be gone, and she would always mumble something about her Dark Prince. Then fall back asleep. Like nothing had ever happened!" Severus gave a puzzled frown.
"I don't understand you." Ron snorted and wiped away some blood.
"What's not to understand? She's fucking pining away for a dream man! A man she has never met! A figment of her fucking imagination!? You know how that feels? To be passed over for something that isn't real?" Severus raised and eyebrow and resisted the urge to laugh.
"I don't think that gives you any right to abused her the way you did." Ron narrowed his eyes.
"Her blood was enough." Severus suddenly was on his feet towering over the other man.
"When she bled, did you notice any different between her's and yours?" Ron tried to fight the answer but it escaped.
"No." Severus gritted his teeth in anger.
"Hermione Granger was one of my best students. We have friendly conversations. Conversations that no one else other than Lucius can have with me because everyone else isn't on that intellectual level. She is a beautiful, smart, and caring woman and you use her, beat her, and throw her away like trash?" Severus gripped Ron's jaw tightly. His voice was so cold it seemed to make the air around them drop a few degrees. "She is no different than you. She bleeds like you, she feels pain like you, she has the exact same emotions as you. And I don't know why but she actually loved you. She and Draco never slept together. Her and Lucius never slept together. She was faithful to you, even after you abused her! It killed her inside to have you cheat on her! I was ready to go and kill you myself when she told me. But she gave you a second chance! I never got that from anyone other than her! She gave me a second chance after I watched her be tortured to near the point of insanity!? She was the one who helped me through the dark nights when the pain would be unbearable!? She would sit by me helping me through it! She helped me see the point of living again!? And you have the nerve to accuse her of cheating? Of her being a cheap slut?" Ron looked at him and after a few seconds answered.
"Yes." Severus sneered at him.
"I have made a special curse for you Weasley. A curse that won't let you touch another innocent without your hands burning. I hope it kills you knowing that you can't touch another human being. I hope it leaves you as empty as you left her." Ron's eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open.
Lucius picked Hermione up gently but a low moan of pain slipped from her mouth.
"Draco, open the door." Draco's eyes narrowed.
"Where are you taking her?" Lucius rolled his eyes.
"I'm taking her to a place where she will be taken care of. And stop looking at me as if I'm going to harm her. Weasley did enough of that for one night." Draco glared at him for a few seconds. Then opened the door so his father could get out. Lucius adjusted Hermione so he could hold her with one hand. He gave Draco's shoulder a squeeze with his free hand.
"I'm sorry." Draco gave him a very confused expression.
"I don't understand." Lucius just shook his head.
"I am so sorry." With a flash he snatched Draco's wand from his back pocket and he and Hermione disappeared in a blast of magic. Leaving Draco with his eyes wide in shock, holding his hand out as if trying to stop them.
Lucius landed gently in front of St. Mungo's. He slipped Draco's wand in his back pocket and carried Hermione through the main entrance. The usually busy ER ground to a violent halt as everyone looked at him and Hermione. He ignored them and slowly lay Hermione down on a stretcher. A Healer walker over with a pale face.
"Sir. You have to leave with your wife. We don't serve Death Eaters, here." Lucius glared at the man coldly.
"This isn't my wife. She isn't a Death Eater. She's my lawyer." Lucius picked the man up by his shirt front and slammed him into the nearby wall. "Her ex -fiancé managed to sneak into my manor and beat the shit out of her once more! All because he doesn't understand the word, no! So you are going to take care of Ms. Granger and I am going back to my jail cell in Azkaban because I used magic to get her here! Because she's bleeding everywhere and she may very well be dying! So, stop your fucking stalling and get her some help!" The last word was shouted out and Lucius dropped the man before returning to Hermione's side. The ER instantly went to chaos as orders where shouted and Healers were pulled to surgery. He could feel Hermione's blood drying on his arms but he ignored it. He slowly picked up one of her cold hands and brought it up to his lips, kissing it's palm before gently placing it down gently at her side as they whisked her away. Forms were shoved in his direction and questions were shouted at him. He ignored them all and followed the stretcher that contained Hermione Granger, deeper into the hospital.
Severus looked at Ron with narrowed eyes.
"I have used Legillimens on you Mr. Weasley to see the extent of the treatment to Ms. Granger. Although I found some slightly shocking memories…" Severus tried not to smile at the memory of Lucius and Hermione. "I have rightfully declared that the use of an Unforgivable against Ms. Granger while she was not in possession of her wand rendering her completely defenseless." The image of Hermione slugging Ron entered his mind and he smirked.
"Well, not completely defenseless but still. The images have cleared any hesitation of me using this specialized curse on you. You have brought this on yourself, Mr. Weasley." Severus raised his wand and pointed it at Ron's chest. "This will hurt… a lot." His eyes narrowed.
"Inferno Toche Radimaita!" He watched with smug satisfaction as Ron rolled out of his chair and thumped against the floor in obvious pain. After a few minutes Ron settled down and Severus planted him back in his chair.
"Now. I will go to the Ministry and tell them what I have found." Ron sneered at him wiping his bloody lip.
"No one will believe you. After all you are an Ex-Death Eater." Severus gave a cold chuckle.
"My dear boy. Of course they will." He waved his wand and a small, square metal box landed in his hand. "This, Mr. Weasley, is a muggle device called a Recorder. It recorded your confession about Ms. Granger and everything in-between." He smirked at Ron's shocked expression.
"These were quite useful during certain Death Eater meetings, Mr. Weasley. And the Ministry loves these little things. Of course they will believe me." With that he slipped the little recorder into his pocket. "Now. Let's take you home to your mother." Ron started whimpering and shaking his head.
"No her! Please through me into Azkaban but don't let Mum know." Severus smirked and Grabbed Ron by the back of his shirt.
"Too late." He said with a smirk as he apperated to the Burrow.
Seamus Finnegan sat at his desk in the Auror's Headquarters, counting down the time till he could go home to his wife and three kids. He looked fondly at their pictures on his desk and stood to grab his coat, when a loud alarm sounded. A note landed on his desk and he grabbed it quickly.
Lucius Malfoy, convicted Death Eater, was assigned a two day probation on the condition that he not use magic has just Apperated to St. Mungos with one other person in tow. He is considered a large threat and must be neutralized without harming the public. Please note, that he has a wand and will use it if threatened.
The Minister of Magic.
Seamus swore and dropped his coat. He ran out the hall to the common room.
"Everyone we have a loose cannon at St. Mungo's! Armed and Dangerous! We need to move now!?" The rest of the Aurors grabbed their wands and as a group apperated to St. Mungos. "We need to keep the people unaware and safe. And we need to neutralize the threat. Okay? Move." With that they silently moved through the hospital doors.
"We are looking for a Mr. Malfoy. Which way did he go?" The receptionist looked up with a bored expression.
"He's down in Room 135. Take the elevator up and three door down and to your right." Her voice matched her expression and the Aurors were confused. They moved towards the elevator when the receptionist called them back. Seamus frowned at her.
"What?" She rolled her eyes at his tone.
"I hope you aren't here to remove him from the room. We can't afford to lose anymore rooms to people with various cuts and bruises or broken bones." Seamus frowned and rubbed his forehead.
"Is he using magic?" the receptionist snorted.
"Have you seen him? Not likely! Now have a good day." Seamus and the rest rushed to the elevator and quietly walked down the hallway. They stopped outside of room 135 and pulled their wands out. He looked at the others and they all nodded. He kicked open the door and they rushed in with wands draw. Seamus stopped his mouth hangin open.
"Hermione?!"
Teehee. Cliffy's are so much fun to make. Chapter 7. will be coming soon! ooooh please tell me how you liked it! Oh and I must say thank you to Insanity on High for giving me the idea of the slamming Ron repeatedly against the wall. I love you all, my loyal readers!!! Please review!!