Chapter 7

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Hermione & Narcissa -note- mention of torture.

last chapter I know poorly kept up with but I hope you loved it all in all. Honestly my plot was the first few chapters but I'm glade I wrote this far.


First day of classes were not the most smooth Mcgonagall had ever had but they certainly could have gone much worse. Narcissa had taken up potions successfully part of the day but instead of containing her third class with a convincing talk based off many of their doubts much like she had the start of the day, it quickly become and up roared dispute. Mcgonagall didn't blame her after the war and all the tricks the other side had pulled it was a big risk letting Narcissa start teaching right away but one she was willing to take. Everyone could hear the yelling and a few teachers entered the room to find at least three students standing crowding her with cruel words and tones directed at her while she refused to react. Her eyes were as bold as Hermione had ever seen when she enter the room have heard news travel. She left her class in such a hurry ready to defend her. Hermione and Mcgonagall both reach the room in time before any harm could befall anyone.

"Enough!" Mcgonagall bellowed amplifying her voice with her wand. Silence fell over the three facing Narcissa. They quickly stepped back to the rest of the class. "You disturbed half the school with your nonsense. You think I would let someone bad into these grounds again after last year. You fail to see the professor black has yet to act out on your foul behavior. Professor black if you would resume your class I will take these three to my office. I apologize for their misguided judgments and actions. You are very trusted by me." She waved her hand to the three boys reddened in the face with exhaust and embarrassment which pointed them to leave the room immediately. Heads bowed and sulking the too apologized to their professor before leaving. Mcgonagall now facing the remaining class said. "Anyone else wish to join those boy please test my temper in such rudeness again. Professor black in not nor has ever been a death eater, produces nor ever has produced dark magic, and will not be held accountable do to a forced marriage with one."

With nothing more to say the headmistress swept from the room and instantly scoldingly told the boys waiting for her to follow her. Hermione never took her eyes off her love only wishing to hold her and tell her what ever she was told wasn't true. She knew Narcissa knew that and didn't take it so deeply but she knew it must have stung. Having finally meet eyes Hermione got a good soft look that told her that Narcissa was going to be ok. When a little more concern and care than necessary crossed her face in front of the entire class room she cleared her throat and left abruptly.

Narcissa was more than proud of herself as she continued her class with no further issues. Having resisted the urge to throw a remark back at the students earlier was difficult. She did it though, knowing how easily she could have brought them to their knees crying. It was not a skill she liked it was habit. The fact she knew how to read people so well Lucius pushed her into a colder side of her heart where she learned to tear anyone down with just simple words. That was her only amount of darker he managed to make her become. She promised herself to tell Hermione later what helped her stay calm an level, she knew it would make Hermione as happy as it made her.

The first day went on with not much more than mummers in hallways. Hermione over heard few comments about either herself or Narcissa wish pleased her. After surviving the day she and Narcissa met up before Narcissa had to do night watch. The moment she rested in her lovers arms was the first time in all her years that troublesome student like she and her gang of friends had once been didn't exist. She wanted to stay in the arms around her, kiss the neck she had buried her face into, and when a small noise came from Narcissa Hermione gave all she had to resist making her stay instead of patrol. With just minutes left she pulled back and looked Narcissa in the eyes and asked.

"How are you after today?"

"I feel foolish, but in the best way. I normally would have reacted broken them down with words but I didn't. I feel foolish that that's what I let myself live like all these years." Narcissa says finding comfort in Hermione's calmer face.

"So what made you not react?"

"Well there's always the thought of not being like Lucius or like I was, but you are my reason love. I love you and just thinking about you makes times like that easier." There is a reason she knows this so well is her torment in day life may be nothing but at night it is to much sometimes. after her very regular nightmares, which have yet to be mentioned, Hermione is her first thought and it soothes her more and more each time. Hermione smiles then leans in taking a plump lips into her mouth and kisses her lover fully. Narcissa grins into the kiss but returns it with such care and love splaying her fingers out along Hermione's thin back. She knows they can make it she just hopes that the whole world or maybe just the school doesn't hold things against them. Without anymore time to waste Narcissa leaves for the night.


Right on time for breakfast the next day I take my seat and look out at the children I plan on teaching in my time as a teacher in hogwarts. knowing that yesterday was very intense for a first day I focus on ways of making things easier to accept for the students. I fill a plate just as Narcissa arrives. I smile as she sits next to me sharing a small hug and peck to the cheek. I hope that the students catch on soon because I doubt I can hold back long. It takes all my strength to resist kissing those lips instead.

After breakfast I walk with her to her class as we talk about how Draco is doing. He has to finish out his last year much like others but he doesn't have much during the days. Not many of the house appreciate him like they did but he seems ok with that for now. He was a good leader just for the wrong side so I tell her maybe he will find away to lead them again but with a better cause. Agreeing she sneaks me a kiss goodbye checking to see no student sees. I blush at the way it feels so bad school girl the way we hide but it's only a few days in I have to keep up with her.

Weeks later into the school year classes run smoother each day with thankfully no problems for Narcissa's class. As for mine everyone's seems to just want war stories. All of which mine I have not told. I can't I don't want to talk about them. I know I've grown to regard Narcissa and Draco away from the memories but when they come up I believe they can see it in my eyes. Draco for the better part has kept the class he's in silent of questions. Then again he refuses to do wand work in class with good reason. I give him paper work assignments to make up for the lessons. Nobody asks why he won't practice and nobody dare mess with his demand from earlier on to not pester me with things I clearly don't wish to speak about. It appears news is slowly getting around because less and less people are trying to find out.

It's breakfast when the Daily Prophet comes and ruins what felt like a simmering comfort of those knocking at my door for answers. Rita skeeter, the sneaky bug, wrote a piece about the golden trio. Ron that stupid idiot mentioned the tinkle the snatchers caught us and brought us to the malfoys. Harry didn't say much like usual when dealing with Rita. For a moment I wonder if I ever failed to mention or warn Ron about her but I know I did. I look up at Narcissa for comfort from the words I read. Her eyes are watery and she slips her hand in mine squeezes it gently once.

"It will be alright darling, the students will hopefully still respect your choice not to talk about it." Her voice is shaken but levels in the end giving me some strength.

"What about you?" I whisper leaning a little closer with instinct. I can hear the whispers growing into loud conversations. This must be confusing to the entire school of students having seen Narcissa, Draco, and myself closer each day. They know about my relationship with Narcissa to some extent.

"Whatever they babble about we'll show they they are wrong my love. They weren't there they believe I could have been one to hurt you but I wasn't we will assure any who worry so." I nod not sure if I can keep my gut together anymore this morning.

"I'm going to... I have to go be in silence before classes." I get up with a stumble, my throat catches with bile, and my body is burning with all this fear surfacing. I make my way out of the great all but not before saying. "I love you cissy." I can't figure out why I react this way even at the thought of thinking about it. I reach my room faster than I ever have, in a complete haze. I know some students tried speaking to me but what for I don't know I didn't stop. Even in my room I couldn't breath right that was when I asked myself what was wrong with me.

I didn't wait long in my own room before I heard a knock and Narcissa's honey smooth voice. I ripped open the door and pulled her in and curled into her arms. Eventually with a few 'sshh' and 'it'll be okay's' I calmed down. I couldn't resist the feeling of being weak not noticing I stated I was so out loud.

"You are not weak dear, this is how even the strongest nerved people feel inside. You are doing what you can but you have me and Draco, you have your friends, and you have their family and mine." 'Except Ron,' I exclude in my head an I see Narcissa has as well. 'That idiot.'

Narcissa explains that after speaking to Mcgonagall before leaving the great hall Mcgonagall spoke up do to the uproar that happened after I left. Saying that everyone should respect my personal choice to not speak openly about my experiences. It made me happier to know I wasn't going to be alone in facing the questions sure to pop up now.

"They all probably think I have Stockholm to be with you. I don't want them to see me or you like that." I told myself not to say it but I couldn't help it. Seeing the stricken look on Narcissa face broke my heart I knew it wasn't like that we established that with when we first fell in love. "Oh babe you know that's not us, I loved you far sooner than the time I was caught. No I love you for more than what anyone else will see."

"I know but I would hate to see this cause such trouble for not just us but Mcgonagall too."

"Maybe I should make an interview." I said aloud just what I was thinking. Narcissa couldn't help but agree knowing it was better that way than rumors going around. After speaking to luna lovegood about doing the interview having taken over for her father it took only a few day to meet up buy the end of the week in hogsmeade. I went alone feeling it best to not bring up my relationship with a former death eater until the people of the world heard my story. Luna was direct but a just written much like her father. The news letter was just as their conversation had been. No sneaky twisting of words or stories to please the people or ministry.

"There is much the wizarding world wants to know about what happened during your year away from school finding a way to defeat Voldemort. Rumors of you being captured by the malfoy's and you asked to speak to clear the air right?" I, Luna lovegood, asked determined to hear and give you the truth.

"Yes I wanted to start off with the simple fact their was much we did in our year away, I personally don't think it wise to reveal to much of what Voldemort had done to be so difficult to defeat. Their was many loses many note able things before the last battle. My main concern is with the rumors." Hermione spoke with a fire in her eyes. As this is a story even I know partially having been there myself. "Yes all three of us were captured, but as they were locked away down in a dungeon I was held upstairs to be questioned about our pursuits." I too having been downstairs when mr. potter and weasley came in. Harry having been brilliantly disguised last minute by Hermione granger.

"An they tortured you? It was your screams heard down in the dungeon right?" Focused on an escape and to save Hermione as we heard screams.

"Yes, but by only two people. I met ms. black before that night and she was not as cruel as others would think. She did try to help I know this now as did her son. Both though were threatened to stay silent as bellatrix tortured me and Lucius mocked me." With this, I believe it's the first anyone else will know of this, she shows me a word scared into her arm. MUDDBLOOD.

"You work alongside Narcissa Black now? And teach her son who use to always make fun of you in school when you were a student? It doesn't bother you?"

"Yes I do work with Narcissa and teach Draco Black but we have grown to know each other without being held accountable to follow Voldemort or listen to her deceased husband and sister. Both are entirely different people without chains." Her eyes and face tell the truth she trusts these two. "As for Lucius and bellatrix I've had help and made peace with what happened. And I can no longer blame anyone but the two that hurt me for the trauma I endured afterward."

Narcissa smiled at my care with words. Though I was sure anyone that could see us day to day would figure it out soon enough. That I was deeply in love with someone I should hate or at least fear. Though I know I could be told that a million times and I could never.

"So it's safe to say that you feel the dangers of followers and their values are gone?" I ask the one thing I believe many want to know from one of the golden trio themselves.

"Well I can swear trouble won't show up that the past won't try to repeat but in this moment yes I'm content saying that we are all safe for now. It cant always be this way but if we all stop trying to be pure and strongest then we can all live happy for a long time. Followers may appear from shadows but at the end of the day they don't have many and they are widely out numbered by those who will always fight against them. I'm just glad that being friends with Narcissa and Draco proves to me they are not my enemy."

I set aside the news letter which had only a bit left from Luna to the readers. Put aside my latest thoughts and worries about what would happen when we left my room today. I kissed Narcissa chastely having been proud of my last comment. She kisses me back so lovingly. That's the way we started our morning anyways, lovingly, by the end of the day it was all passion so unending. We knew it by the way we worked together through the troubles of students opinions, they way we swayed their doubts, and made our love all the more assuring. There's no hesitation in the thought that we will be here years to come teaching together and living happily together.

5 years later

As sure as I admitted to myself years ago the love I had for Narcissa was real I felt it today. It was my planning period before the end of the day which near the end of I made my way outside Narcissa's class door a little to early but got caught up listening to her honey silken voice as she taught. Memories of the past years flooded me as I leaned against the frame peeking through the door hole. Lost in thought I barely noticed the glances of the students that had grown to adore our relationship. I remember once a class had thrown a party for our two year anniversary the first year having been a warming up year. After that there was the small gift of a slight de aging potion as a tease from George and Ron which neither one of us had taken seriously until we got home for the summer. Now my wife was technically just a few years older than I. Legally it was ok but only one per person for a small effect.

Last year was not dull either our most interesting surprise was due to Draco when we thought the house was empty for our big night together. Turned out Draco had forgotten or thought we would be out. That night ended with scarring for not just Draco but Narcissa and I having ravagedly madeout our way through the rooms of the house. Which turned into the one room Draco was with none other than my best friend.. Harry potter. Oh the scrambling to reclothe ourselves that we did was faster than any other time. The bells rang and I rushed away from the door trying to normalize my deep red face. Giggling kids left as I nudged through the door into the now empty class.

"Hey" I was still quite shy at times when it came to seeing the younger form of my wife. She beams up at me.

"You know they saw you right. What will I do with you, distracting my class." Pulling me into a hug dispute her words. Her hands tail up my back and into my curly hair. I failed to manage it today I noted. Her lips brush my neck before she pulls away an back to her desk to clear up.

"Gods why you do that I'll never know." I whisper behind her. I don't need to see her face to know she is smiling.

"Because I know how it effects you." I shiver at her words all of you affects me. I think.

"I know but you love when I do that." Shit she turns scooping up her bag. "Now how's about we go get changed and head to dinner." I blush not saying anything but I still nod. She leads the way and grabs my hand as she passes me dragging along with her. I grin from ear to ear all the way back to our shared room.


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