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Jan. 7, 2005
After breakfast and seeing Hermione off to work, I walked into my father's study. He told me to sit and then pulled out some files and a large stack of papers.
"I was going to wait until you and Hermione had been married for a bit, let you two get used to your new situation. But I do not think this matter can wait any longer." He said before handing me the stack of papers. My brows furrowed.
"Mutts? We haven't had a problem with them in years." My father nodded and then sighed.
"Leo Zabini came to me and told me some disturbing news. It seems that we have some Mutts acting out. Before Leo and Larissa returned from their holiday, Leo discovered that more than one Mutt had been killing inside the Zabini's territory. Now, this happened in Italy, yes, but Leo is concerned that they may move into England." I sighed and nodded.
"Have you spoken with the other Clans?" I asked as I thumbed through the stack of papers. He nodded.
"We've all agreed that we should try to handle this situation before it spirals out of control. Leo said he recognized one, maybe two of the scents but that he couldn't place them. The other's he didn't recognize. However, he did say that they smelled new." I furrowed my brow and looked up at him.
"Someone's making new Mutts? I can have Theo track some of the Mutts, see if they're in England. Do you think Uncle Leo would be able to identify them if I brought some scent's to him?" I asked as I continued to look through the papers. He nodded.
"Yes, he did get a good hit on the scents. I will let him know to expect you sometime soon with some samples. In the meantime, until we know what the real threat is, I suggest keeping a close eye on Hermione. There's no doubt a Mutt would be able to pick up your scent on her." I nodded and then stood.
"I will. I'm going to get Theo on this, I'll warn Blaise, Pansy, Will and Xavier as well. Keep me updated, father." I said as I walked to the door. He nodded and I made my way to our room. I floo'ed to the Ministry and then found Theo.
(HERMIONE P.O.V.)
I sighed as I signed off on a few charts. So far the day has been typical. A few Quidditch accidents, a spell gone wrong, a potion reversal or two, nothing too bad. Of course, I've now just jinxed it. I chuckled before looking down at my left hand. The ring was huge. Five carat center stone surrounded by smaller ones. The band was filled with stones, as well as the matching wedding band. I thought the ring Ron bought me was huge, now it just seems tiny in comparison. But, I do love them. They are gorgeous. Narcissa assured me that they are spelled so that no stone will fall out and the rings won't be damaged. I was terrified of destroying such a priceless family heirloom, but now I don't have to worry. I twisted the band on my finger for a moment before going back to looking over charts. Just then my coin began vibrating. I pulled it out, silenced it, and then headed down to the pit. I walked up to the check in desk.
"I was called?" The nurse, I believe her name is Patty, nodded.
"You have a visitor, he is sitting in the waiting room." I nodded. It couldn't be Draco, I'd feel it if it were him. As strange as that is, I can just tell. I walked over to the waiting room and my eyebrow raised. Ronald Weasley. He looked over, saw me, and then bolted out of his seat.
"Mione, thank Merlin. We need to talk." I cringed at the nickname, furrowed my brow and then sighed.
"My office." I said before we walked to my office. Once inside I closed the door and sat behind my desk. He then began pacing in front of my desk.
"You've gotta help me, Mione. They're making me marry Astoria Greengrass, that woman is mental! I can't marry her! Kingsley likes you, can you tell him that you'll marry me instead? Give Greengrass to someone else. She is too barmy to handle!" I rolled my eyes and then scoffed.
"No, Ronald. I can't. Yes, Kingsley likes me. However, even if I wasn't married, I'd still say no." I said sitting upright and giving him a glare. He was pacing, still.
"Come on, Mione. Look I know I messed up, but can't you….wait, you're married? To who?! When did that happen?!" I smirked and then chuckled. I was about to answer when there was a knock on my door and it opened.
"Healer Malfoy, carnage in the pit. Seems like a Werewolf attack. They'll be here in a moment. I'll wrangle the Trainee's and have them meet you there." Sabrina said before walking away, leaving the door open. I quickly clipped my hair back before grabbing my wand and walking out from behind the desk.
"Married Wednesday, to my husband Draco Malfoy. Now, if you'll excuse me, there are people in need of my help." I said before walking out of the room and making my way to the pit. Once I got there, all hell broke loose. Three people were rushed in with severe wounds.
"Todd and Melanie, curtain three. Andrew and Samantha, curtain four. Patty, I'll need your help in curtain five." I said as I put on gloves and walked over.
"Angelo Curtis, twenty-five. Admitted for severe lacerations, trauma, and blood loss." Patty read from the chart. I looked at him as he squirmed and writhed and I assessed the wounds. They were deep, definitely claws. I checked his pupils and vitals before he suddenly grabbed my arm.
"You're...a... Mal-foy. Tell Sjef that it was...a...a..Mutt..a Mutt...it did this." He said in between groans and ragged breaths. I nodded slowly.
"Ok, Mr. Curtis. I need you to stay calm, alright? We are going to do everything we can." He gripped my arm tighter.
"No..they're here...it's..a…" Then he began choking, on blood. We acted fast and managed to clear his air way.
"Call up to OW, three trauma's in-bound. Internal bleeding and possible punctured lung." I said to Patty. She quickly did as I asked and we wheeled them up to the Operation Wing.
After we get them up there, I requested that Healer Barnett handle the operations before heading to my office. I quickly wrote a letter to Draco and sent it.
'Dray,
There were three trauma's brought in.
Looked to be Werewolf attack, possibly Lycan.
One, he somehow recognized me as a Malfoy.
He told me to tell the, well the something that
started with an 'S' that it was a Mutt, whatever
that is. I think you or Lucius should get down
here.
-Mia.'
I looked out the window and got this feeling. Something was happening. There was something out there, and whatever it was. It was drawing nearer. A moment later I received a reply.
'Coming, Mia.
-Dray'
It was written fast, I could tell. I walked behind my desk and pulled out a water bottle. I took a drink and then tried not to think about that feeling growing in the pit of my stomach. I sat down and then looked at the files on my desk. The three young men who were now fighting for their lives. I knew it couldn't have been a Werewolf. It wasn't a full moon and it happened in broad daylight. A moment later my door opened and Draco walked in, Lucius behind him. I stood up and he hugged me, taking a deep breath. Then he looked down at my white robes and saw blood on the arm.
"What happened, Hermione?" Lucius said as he walked up and looked at the blood stain on my robes.
"Three traumas came into the pit today, they suspected a Werewolf attack given that that is what it looks like. I began looking over one of them. As I was checking his vitals and assessing his injuries he reached out and grabbed my arm. He said 'You're a Malfoy. Tell the' well I'm not sure what he said 'that it was a Mutt'. Then when I tried to get him to calm down he said 'No, they're here. It's a' and then he began choking on his own blood. What the bloody hell is going on?" I asked as I held onto Draco's arm, which he held onto mine. Lucius and Draco shared a look before I squeezed Draco's arm. He looked down at me before looking at Lucius again. Lucius nodded and then Draco turned his attention back to me.
"Blaise's parents, while they were in Italy, had a handful of Mutt killings in their territory. Leo suspected that they would come here to England, and so I am having Theo track known Mutts. It's safe to say they're here." Lucius nodded in agreement.
"Do you happen to have the names of the young men?" Lucius asked. I nodded and looked at their charts.
"Angelo Curtis, Richard Wills, and Samuel Bronson." I said before looking up at Lucius and Draco. Draco looked at Lucius and Lucius sighed.
"Will someone tell me what in the bloody fuck is going on?" I said with my hands on my hips. Draco smirked at me and then Lucius followed.
"Draco will fill you in, there are matter's I must attend to. I should hope that you keep me informed about their status. And Hermione, it would be wise to have someone shadow you today. A member of the clan." He said before nodding and then leaving the room. I turned to Draco who was running his hand through his hair.
"Dray, what is happening? Do you know these men?" He nodded and then leaned against my window, facing me.
"First off, a Mutt is a Lycan who isn't a member of any clan. Whether by choice or he was exiled. Mutt's can't have a permanent address, they either have to be on the move or find someone to take them in."
"Uncle Leo told father that there were five Mutt killings on their lands in Italy. Uncle Leo recognized one or two of the scents, but he couldn't put a name or face to the scents. The other three scent's he didn't recognize, but he said they smelled new." My eyebrows furrowed.
"New?" He nodded.
"Newly turned, newly bitten Lycans. Do you have their clothes?" He asked standing up straight. I nodded.
"Yes, their effects have been bagged while they're undergoing operations. Were you friends with them?" He took a deep breath and let it out slowly before nodding.
"I'll need to take a look at their things. We met at a Clan meeting when I was nine. We haven't had a problem with Mutts for years. Now they're making more, killing on Clan member's lands, and targeting Clan members." He said and leaned his fists on my desk, head down. I heard a low growl rumble from his chest as his breathing increased. His fists clenched so hard his knuckles were as white as my robes. I reached out and ran my hand down his back. His breathing began to slow down before he stood up straight and pulled me in for a hug. He held onto me tightly, burying his face in my hair. I held him and just leaned my head against his chest, facing the window. I could hear his heartbeat slowly going back to normal. He sighed and then entwined his fingers in my hair. I could tell his eyes were closed. I closed mine and just relaxed, enjoying the feeling of being warm and safe.
"I can't believe this bullshit, Mione!" I heard, cringed, and then groaned. Burying my face into Draco's chest. That moment of relaxation and pure comfort was now ruined by Ronald.
"What do you want, Ronald? I thought you left." I said against Draco's firm chest. It came out slightly muffled.
"Here I was thinking that you'd be just as miserable as I'm going to be, now I find you getting all cozy with him! At work! You wouldn't even let me hold your hand while you were at work! You said it was 'too unprofessional'!" He said trying to mimic my voice, and failing. I do not sound like that.
"Look, I'm having a shit day, Weasel. So you need to leave, before I take out my anger on you." I heard Draco say as his heart rate started to rise and his muscles tense. I rubbed his back and then pulled back, putting myself between Ron and Draco.
"You should leave, Ron. Now. For your own good." I said holding onto Draco's hand behind me. I could practically hear him breathing, he was getting angrier by the second.
"Why? What's Malfoy gonna do? Use some of his old Death Eater tricks on me? I'm sure the Ministry would love that. I get that I hurt you, Mione." I cringed again at the horrible nickname.
"I'm sorry for that. But how could you run into his arms?! He's a Malfoy, for Merlin's sake!" I growled, which surprised me and then gave Draco's hand a squeeze when I heard a loud growl come from him. Ron seemed to notice it but quickly turned his attention back to me.
"In case you can't wrap your head around this, I'm a Malfoy too, Ronald! And I don't give a shit if you're sorry, what's done is done. Draco is my husband, for a year or longer, who knows. And you would do well to remember that! Now, leave! Before I leave the room, close the door, and let Draco work out his anger!" I said before turning to Draco and letting him wrap his arm around me.
"Celene! Escort Mr. Weasley to the nearest exit." I said and Celene appeared at the doorway.
"If you'll follow me, Mr. Weasley. It's right this way." She said gesturing down the hall. Ron gave me a look before huffing and following her out. Once they were gone I felt Draco relax. He took a deep breath before letting it out slowly, to calm himself.
"Would you really let me pummel the Weasel?" He asked raising his eyebrow. I chuckled and shrugged.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." I said giving him a smile. He smirked and then kissed my head before releasing my shoulders.
"I'm going to have Pansy stay here with you today, mind if I take Angelo, Rich, and Sam's clothes? I can have Leo try to pick up a scent off of them." I nodded.
"We will need them back eventually. I'll owl Lucius the moment I know more about their condition." He nodded and then hugged me again before kissing my forehead and letting me go. I pulled out a piece of St. Mungo's Stationary before writing down that I gave Draco permission to take the young men's clothes. I gave it to him and he gave me a smile.
"Thanks, Mia. I owe you." I shrugged my shoulders.
"No you don't, but if you insist. A tub of cookie dough ice cream waiting for me when I get home would be just fine." He chuckled and shook his head.
"Consider it done." He said with a very Malfoy smirk.
"See you at home." He said before kissing my forehead one last time and then heading towards the door.
"Have a good day." I called to him and he turned give me a smile.
"You too, Mia." Before he walked out and then down the hall. I sighed and sat down at my desk. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and then focused on some patient charts.
(LUCIUS P.O.V.)
"Mr. Curtis, Mr. Wills, Mr. Bronson. Thank you for coming." I said as I watched the three men take a seat in front of my desk. They nodded at me.
"Of course, Sjef. May I ask, what is the reason you've summoned us? And to your home? We usually meet at the Hjem." I nodded at Curtis and crossed my fingers together over my desk.
"Unfortunately these are regrettable circumstances that we are meeting under. If it wasn't dire, I wouldn't have asked you to meet here. I've received word that your sons were attacked by a Mutt, or Mutts, this morning and were rushed to St. Mungo's. They are being cared for as we speak. Any moment, I'm sure you're going to receive an owl informing you of their admittance." All three men's faces dropped.
"Do the Healer's know of their lineage?" Bronson said.
"Are they receiving the proper care?" Wills asked. I nodded and held a hand up.
"One of the best, if not the best, Trauma Healer's is in charge of all of your sons cases. I've asked her to keep me informed of their progress." I said as I return my hands to their original position on my desk.
"Who is this Healer? How do you know she is the best? Is she a member or friend of the Clan?" Curtis asked. I, again, held my hand up before dropping it again.
"Hermione Malfoy, TH1. She is my son's wife, the Brightest Witch of the Age, and I consider her to be my daughter. I would entrust her with my mate's life, my son's, and my own. She is a member of this Clan. She's also provided us with a way of possibly tracking the Mutt, or Mutts, that did this." I said. Receiving nods from all of them. An owl arrived and I checked the letter.
'Lucius,
We've owled their families,
though I'm sure you've already
told them. All three pulled
through their operations
and are recovering nicely.
They will be closely monitored
overnight, but they will be able
to return home tomorrow.
We have them sedated while
they heal, however I will be
reversing the sedation when I
return in the morning.
Draco has taken their clothes
to Leo Zabini, in hopes of
identifying the Mutts responsible.
Don't worry, Pansy has been by
my side all day.
See you at home.
-Hermione'
"I've just received word from Hermione. All three are recovery nicely after their operations and will be able to return home tomorrow. They are currently sedated while they heal, but Hermione will reverse the sedation tomorrow morning. I assure you all, we will find those responsible and they will be dealt with." They all nodded.
"Thank you, Sjef. And please give our gratitude to your daughter." I nodded and then they left. I looked down at the letter and smiled slightly. I was so caught up in thought I didn't hear Cissa walk in the room. I glanced up and saw her smiling at me lovingly. She walked up and sat on my lap before looking down at the letter in my hands.
"How long do you think it will take Draco to tell her?" I sighed with a chuckle.
"I do not know. But I know that she and Draco will give us plenty of grandchildren." I said with a knowing smirk. She looked at me and tilted her head to the right.
"How do you know, my love?" She said furrowing her brow ever so slightly. I gave her a smile.
"I just do, my love." She smiled down at me and gave a me a kiss before pulling back and looking at the letter again.
"I can already sense it between them. She is already beginning to feel the pull. Though I doubt she knows exactly what is causing her feelings. That being said, she is extraordinarily smart. If Draco says nothing, she may figure it out on her own." I said with a chuckle. Cissa nodded and chuckled too.
"She is the perfect edition to the Malfoy family." Cissa said with a smile. I returned her smile.
"I wholeheartedly agree, my love."
~A/N~
Well! Something was bound to happen sooner or later.
There will be some time jumps, given that this takes place over a years time.
But I will try not to leave anything good out!
-Confrontation with Ron.
-An angry Draco.
-Mutt attack.
-Lucius P.O.V.
How will this Mutt situation play out?
How will Hermione fair over the next month with everything going on?
Is Lucius right about Hermione & Draco?
Will they stay married or be rematched?
Also! Seriously, let me know if you want me to write a sequel!
Review and stay tuned!
~Cass~
