Iter à l'amour


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An Explanation Part 2

They walked back in the dining room. "Guys, I have to show you something," Hermione said. She took off her shirt (which had a bikini underneath). When she took off the concealment charms, everyone gasped. She showed off the 'Mudblood' scar on her left arm. On her right hand/wrist, she showed off the 'I must never disobey' mark. "Blood Quill. 5th year. Ginny and Katie have them, too," the other two girls showed theirs. Then Hermione pointed to the scar that ran from the left of her neck, across her chest, and to her left hip. "Department of Mysteries, Antonin Dolohov." She showed her phoenix tattoo, "Mark of the OOTP." She turned around and there were 5 pink marks on her back. "Whip. They should be healed in about 2 months." Then she showed the 3 scorch marks on her skin, "Cruciatus leaves a mark. They'll be gone in a month."


"How many people?" Bellatrix asked. "How many people have I killed or tortured?"

"Bella, keep in mind that you haven't done it, yet."

"Hermione, who whipped you? Who wrote that word on your arm?"

"Bella, I don't think—"

"I want to know!"
"You did!"

Bellatrix sobbed, "I'm such a horrible person!"

Gideon picked the girl out of her chair and moved her to the couch. "Listen, Bellatrix—I don't know you, well. The thing is, I've seen your reaction to what Ginny, Katie, and Hermione told us. I can tell you this—you aren't a bad person. You don't want these things. You were forced into it by Lestrange. You don't have to marry him."

"I'm promised."

"I'm sure that Sirius and Andromeda were promised. They left. Look at them, now. Andromeda is married and has a kid. Sirius is dating my… niece."

"But I can't leave! I—"

"Yes, you can."

"But I'll have no money if I do. Sirius had Uncle Alphard's fortune and Andy had Ted. I would have no money and no husband."

"You are a great girl. You are beautiful, smart, and kind. I'm sure you'll find someone who wants to marry you."

"Do you really mean that?"

"Every word."

"Thanks, Gideon. I really appreciate it."

"How do you know that I'm Gideon? Not even mum or Molly can tell us apart!"

"Fabian has an extra freckle."

"Have you been studying us, Bella?"


"Do you know me, Hermione?" Narcissa asked.

"Yes."

"What is my job? Am I married?"

"You are a house wife and yes, you are married."

"To whom?" Hermione mumbled something. "What was that?"

"Lucius Malfoy."

"I marry MALFOY?" she was hyperventilating.

"Like Prewett said, you can leave the family. Believe me, if Malfoy wants you, you can get any guy that you wish," Severus said.

"Thanks, Sev. I have one question."

"Shoot."

"Does that include you?"


"What about Gideon and me?" Fabian asked.

"You were killed on Diagon Alley by 5 Death Eaters," Ginny explained.

"What?" Gideon asked.

"Were we married?" Fabian asked.

"No," Katie said. Fabian and Gideon thought about their lives.

"Well, this time, I want to be married by then," Fabian said.

"You have to be dating, first," Lily said.

"Good point."

"And it's got to be a girl that you have wanted a long time," James said.

"Right. In that case, Dorcas, will you go out with me?"


"What about me?" Regulus asked.

"You died in 1979. You were destroying a horcrux because you came to the good side."

"Oh. So I died in the right?"

"Yes."

"I'm alright with that."


"What is my son like?" Narcissa asked.

"He's really handsome," Katie said, "With the platinum-blond hair and grey eyes—believe me, he is way more handsome than Lucius." That was saying something. "He bullied Hermione a lot. Hermione was good on the comebacks, though."

"Katie, here's something you never knew: Hermione broke his nose!" Ginny laughed.

"What? Hermione Jean Granger, did you break my son's nose?" Narcissa asked.

"It was his fault that a hippogriff was going to die!" Hermione whined.

"You broke a Malfoy's nose?" Sirius asked. "I love you." They all laughed.

"Remember the ferret thing?" Hermione laughed.

"The ferret thing?" Regulus asked.


"Tell me about Harry," Lily said, snuggling into James's shoulder.

"Ginny had the biggest crush on him," Katie said.

"You had a crush on my godson?" Sirius asked.

"I first met him at King's Cross when I was 10, mind you. He didn't know how to get onto the Platform, so he asked my mum. I told him 'good luck.' When I found out that it was Harry Potter—The-Boy-Who-Lived, mind you, I obviously flipped out. He always came over to our house with Ron. When I was in my 3rd year, I realized that it was just because he was famous. I was in love with The-Boy-Who-Lived, not Harry. They are separate people, but one in the same. There is Harry, who was shy, sweet, brave, and clueless, and then The-Boy-Who-Lived, who was daring, adventurous, mischievous. That is how the newspapers portrayed him," Ginny defended.

"He was sweet, really. When I was—well, I went away in my last year. He gave my position on the Quidditch team back, immediately, no questions asked, other than how I was feeling and what happened," Katie said.

"So he played Quidditch?" James asked.

"Played Quidditch?" Ginny snorted, "James, Harry was the youngest person to ever be put on a house team—he was the Gryffindor seeker in his 1st year!"

"What?" James was so proud.

"Oh, yeah. Neville had an… accident. Anyways, Madam Hooch left with him to take him to the Infirmary—"

"Typical Neville," Ginny interrupted, laughing.

"And she told us not to do anything. Draco Malfoy then stole his Rememberall and went to fly away with it. Harry jumped on a broom—he'd never been on one, remember—and he flew after Malfoy, who threw the Rememberall. Harry caught it and Minerva saw, putting Harry on the team," Hermione explained.

"He truly is James's son," Katie thought aloud.


"We need to think of a plan to get Narcissa and me out of our marriages," Bellatrix said. "We also need a foundation for when we escape. I think that Cissy may have found hers," she said, looking at her blond sister who was currently snogging Severus.

"Sev!" Dorcas shouted.

He never looked away from Narcissa, "I'm a little busy."

"Snape!" Remus barked.

"What?"

"Can you support Narcissa? After she escapes the Blacks, I mean," Lily said.

"If she'll have me," Severus said, looking into Narcissa's irises.

"Was that… a proposal?" she asked.

"If you want it to be," he said.

"YES!" she screamed and pulled him into another snog session.

"That's covered," James said. "Narcissa will go with Snape."

"I think that she should stay. She's only going to be a 6th year. Death Eater men are marked in their 6th year, while Death Eater woman aren't marked until their 7th. Severus, will you be okay with becoming a spy for the OOTP?" Hermione asked.

"I did it before, I guess I can do it, again," he said.

"Alright. Narcissa can stay with the Blacks until next year, then. As for you, Bella—you will be marked at Christmas. You need to stay with someone else. You cannot return for Christmas."

"I have no one to—"

"You can stay with me, Bella," Gideon said.

"Are you serious?" she asked.

"No, I'm Sirius!" Sirius shouted.

"Padfoot, that joke became old in 2nd year!" Remus shouted.

"I thought it was funny," Sirius whined.

"Yes, I am serious," Gideon ignored his friends.

"Oh, thank you. I'd appreciate it," she smiled. She walked over to hug him and kiss him on the cheek, just as she'd done at the Masquerade Ball.

She went to pull away from the hug, but Gideon held on tighter, "Just…wait," he said. She froze for a minute before snuggling into his chest, with her arms around his waist, her body cocooned in his, and his arms wrapped around her.


Hermione stood on the back porch. It was the day after the wonderful dinner where there were tears, explanations, and snogging—lots of snogging. It was about 7 in the morning, and everyone else was asleep. Granted, it wasn't the usual time that she woke up (4-5 am), but it was early. She walked down the steps and hopped into the pool. She was a good swimmer, and she swam to keep in shape. After she was done swimming, she then went inside and left a note on the table before flooing out.


Remus woke up and stretched. Without changing out of his pajamas, he walked down the long hallway. Lily, James, Sirius, and Ginny came out of their rooms at the same time. They walked through the halls and down the winding stairwell before reaching the kitchen. There were 3 house elves working there. One walked over to Remus and handed him a note.

Morning, guys.

I just went off to Hogwarts to talk to Albus and Minerva. When I'm done, I'm off to Diagon Alley to pick up some things. Have fun on the beach! Remember to wear sunscreen! The sunscreen charm is Sol Tueri! Have Ginny and Katie put it on for you. If not, Kitty the house elf should have some to put on the muggle way.

HJG

"I'm going to have some breakfast and then head to the beach," Sirius said.

"I'm with you!" Ginny said.


When Hermione got back, the house was empty. She changed into a bathing suit, put on the sunscreen charm and headed out to the beach, where everyone else was.

"Hermione, do you know a sunburn charm?" Remus asked.

"Why?"

"Because Prongs insisted that he doesn't burn." James was red.

"Get over here. Contro ardent." His sunburn disappeared.

"Thanks, 'Mione," James said.

"Hermione, isn't that the same charm that you used when Ron burned his arm on the campfire?" Ginny asked.

"It works for all burns, including sunburns."

"Hermione, Ginny, Katie, can you do nonverbal magic?" Fabian asked. Hermione smiled as flowers appeared in her hand. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Cool. Can you teach me?" Regulus asked.

Ginny slapped a hand to her forehead, "Why didn't I think of this before?"

"What?" Narcissa asked.

"We should start the D.A. again!"

"Good idea, Gin," Katie said.

"The D.A.?" Lily asked.

"I didn't tell them!" Hermione said. She summoned a picture of the D.A. It was a group that we formed in my 5th year. The Ministry didn't believe Harry about Voldemort's return, and so they monitored the school. Our Professor of DADA was Dolores Umbridge, and she was dreadful."

"Umbridge?" James spat. "She was the Head Girl a few years back. Awful, she was. Do you know how many detentions I got that year?"

"Well, she came and we had no practical. Just lectures. So Harry, Ron, and I started the D.A., also known as 'Dumbledore's Army,' so that we could teach people real defense."

"We'll have everyone sign the sheet again," Katie said.

"Remember what happened to Marietta? Priceless!" Ginny laughed.

"What?" Fabian asked.

"We had the members of the D.A. sign a sheet. Hermione charmed the sheet so that if anyone betrayed the D.A., the word 'SNEAK' would appear on their face… Marietta turned us in, so her face was marked."

"No way!" Gideon yelped.

"We should use the coins again," Hermione ignored everyone else.


One morning, Hermione sent the house elves off to relax, which took a little while for them to cooperate with, but they went. It was a reluctant thing, but they went. Hermione went to the stove and prepared pancakes for everyone—regular, blueberry, Hawaiian, and chocolate chip.

Remus stepped in behind her, wrapped his hands around her stomach, and kissed her neck before settling his head into the crook of her neck. "Morning, love."

"Morning, Remus. Which one? Wait—chocolate, of course," she said, knowing of his love for chocolate. She shared the love.

"I love you. I like this."

"Love you, too, and what is it that you like? Chocolate?"

"Are you kidding me, Mya? I love chocolate. But I like this. Us. Me waking up and you cooking breakfast."

"Remus…"

"No, I'm not proposing. Not now, at least. Could you see us, though? I mean, Saturday mornings, when little genii with big, brown eyes running down stairs to find you making breakfast and me… well I'd be doing this."

She thought, "I'd like that, too. You have to remember that we have to defeat Voldemort first, though. When that happens… we can consider marriage."

"Really?"

"Really."

"How many kids do you want, if any?" Remus asked.

"You know, I just… I never pictured myself with kids. I figured that with the war… I might not make it out. I still have that feeling. I just feel better about the possibility of having a child. I'm not sure. How many do you want?"

"I'm not sure, either. I've never thought about marriage or kids until… you."

"I am pretty special," she joked.

"You are," he smiled and kissed her on her cheek again, just holding her. Remus, with his werewolf hearing, heard Ginny and Sirius whispering. He could hear what they were saying, but he chose to ignore it. That was, until they heard a snap to their left. Ginny smiled from behind the camera.

"Another lovey-dovey, Remus/Hermione moment," Sirius mocked what a teenage girl might sound like.

"Shut up, Padfoot. You are just as in love with Ginny as I am with Hermione… well… maybe," Remus joked.


Hermione walked out onto the beach. She wore a white bikini. She grabbed one of the lawn chairs and placed her towel on it. She pulled her hair into a bun and lay down. It was still early, and she felt like it was a do-nothing day. She pulled out A Tale of Two Citiesand read. She didn't even feel herself falling asleep.


She looked upon an angry face. A man was sitting in a cold room. He was very handsome, despite his age, and was someone that looked as if he knew the world. He was one of those people that could persuade you to do anything—even if you didn't want it. By looking at his face; full of wisdom, attractiveness, ingenious, and… pure evil—you would obey. His hair was dark. It was in the style that someone in the 40's would do. Hermione noticed that it was like the black version of Remus's hair. His eyes were dark and enticing, and his face was cold but striking.

"Which ones will be reliable?" the man asked. Hermione thought that he looked oddly familiar.

A blond man who Hermione knew said, "Severus Snape, Theodore Nott, Regulus Black," he continued listing names until he concluded with, "and Peter Pettigrew."

The handsome man smiled—it was an odd smile; not happy, but he was smiling… as if pleased. "Good. Thank you, Lucius. The females?"

"Jasmine Ales is to marry Eonu Greengrass. Bellatrix Black had a spat with Rodolphus Lestrange earlier this year, but I believe that is resolved. She will be marrying him, soon. Maria Rend will marry Patrick Parkinson. Severus Snape is undecided. Theodore Nott is to marry Alyssa Rite, and she is from Ravenclaw. Of all, he is the only who is promised to one outside of Slytherin."

"How about Regulus Black?"

"Walburga is thinking about a young Bell girl for him."

"Bell?"

"Cousin of Nicholas Bell, who is in your ranks."

"Ah! That is well. I shall meet her. Arrange that. I was unaware of her existence, but a Bell… that is good. Is she loyal to the Dark Arts?"

"I believe so, sir."

"Good. It will be nice to have another Bell. And you, Lucius?"

"Narcissa Black."

"Good choice. Please do try to convince Severus to pick a wife. Preferably a Slytherin."

"Will do, Lord."

"Now, any students who might be potentially problematic?"

"I will find out, sir. Gryffindors, most likely."

"Find out. I have business to attend to. Go." Lucius Malfoy left. The handsome man sat back. "Malfoy!" he called. An older version of Lucius stepped into the room. "Abraxas! Do you have it secure?"

"In the Lestrange's vault, yes."

"Very well, then. I will create another," the man said. That was when it hit Hermione. His sneer was familiar. She'd read his thoughts, she'd seen what he had. The man before her had been inside of her best friend's mind, and it caused pain in many. There was a reason that he had inquired about the Death Eaters who were still in school. He was a Death Eater, after all—the head. Tom Marvolo Riddle.


Hermione woke with a start. Ginny, Sirius, James, Lily, Regulus, and Katie were in the water; Narcissa and Severus were sitting in chairs next to each other; the twins, Bellatrix, and Dorcas were… Hermione just didn't want to know where they were; and Remus was in the lawn chair next to hers.

"Get a good sleep?" he asked, looking up from his book. He was a little wet, so his hair was in his face. His hair. Just like…

"Ginny!" Hermione called. The girl's red head popped up from the water. She ran onto the beach in her black bikini and smiled up at her friend. "I just had a dream about Tom!" Ginny's smile disappeared. "He wanted to know who the Death Eaters were engaged to, and he wants Lucius Malfoy to get Severus to find a wife. I think he's going to make another horcrux, because he just hid the cup in the Lestrange's vault."

"What—"

"We need to train everyone in Occlumency," she said. It was good that they were learning it—they would need it. Especially the Death Eaters.