Chapter Eleven – Stars and Mysteries
"It's nice to meet you Miss Granger, Mr Krum," Aragon said, his accent was clear, warm and pleasant. He respectively bowed to Hermione and Viktor, giving them a charming smile mirrored both their face, it felt enchanting. Hermione was stunned to finally see her idol, his aptitude for knowledge, helped build foundations for justice and fairness in the magical society. Hermione heart was beating rapidly at Aragon's presence. Viktor saw Aragon in a different light. Aragon played for New Zealand Quidditch Team, Moutohora Macaw during the Quidditch World Cup in 1994. He was a renowned Chaser in the sport. To be in his presence was extraordinary to him.
"Sorry to interrupt, I am needed if you my excuse me," Kingsley said, he made his way from the group to speak with Arthur. Hermione gazed upon her idol.
"Oh my goodness, it's so nice to meet you. This is beyond surprising. It's an honour to meet you Mr Garnet," she replied.
"Please call me Aragon, Mr Garnet is my father," he extended his hand, shaking both Hermione and Viktor's hands.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Gar... Aragon. What are you doing with yourself these days? I have not seen you on the Quidditch pitch during the World Cup?" Viktor asked, he admired the young Quidditch Player.
"Quidditch? You use to play Quidditch?" Hermione awed at him. She was determined to know him inside out.
"Yes, I use to play Quidditch professionally. In 1994, I played at the Quidditch World Cup, which was a big milestone for me," he smiled reminiscing those days, "now, I'm forever a busy person with the Ministry, I don't have time for sports than I use to. But when I have free time, I tend to fly around,"
"I see why you are a busy person. What do you do at the Ministry, if you don't mind me asking," Viktor asked intrigued by Aragon.
"Not at all, I'm a member of the Wizengmot and a Legal Representative," Aragon replied, Viktor's eyes widen in amazement. How can someone so young hold prestigious position within the Ministry he thought to himself, "study and training, it was hard work and challenging. Like they always say, 'if you work really hard, you will be rewarded' it's so fitting," Aragon responded to Viktor's thoughts.
"Well you earned it," Hermione said, her eyes stuck on Aragon. Viktor noticed her frozen gaze and felt jealous; he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her tenderly. Aragon smiled at their romantic embrace.
"That's so sweet. I forgot to say congratulations," Aragon said, "I got something for you both," he got his pouch, it was a small box.
"You got something for us. We only just met. Oh you shouldn't have," Hermione became overwhelmed by Aragon's wonderful gesture. She wanted to cry but held it in, "gifts are supposed to come during the wedding." Hermione was shy about receiving gifts but appreciated them none the less.
"Oh don't worry about it, it's an engagement gift, I would like you both to open it," he replied. The boxed was wrapped in black paper, tied by a golden bow. Hermione and Viktor untied their gift together and opened the box, revealing a diamond necklace and a pendant. They were stunned. Hermione awed and hugged Aragon, appreciating this wonderful gift.
"Aragon they are both beautiful and looks expensive, you shouldn't –"
"I wanted to do this Hermione, you and Viktor are a great couple," Aragon interrupted.
"It is too much Aragon. But we understand, thank you comrade," Viktor said and bowed.
"You're welcome, this has been a wonderful night and I must say, this is the only outing I have done in a while," Aragon responded, Hermione tilted her head concerned that his work was burning him out.
"That's no good; everyone deserves an outing once in a while. I'm glad you chose to come here for your outing… more than glad, elated even," Hermione said, jumping in excitement.
"I got the same message from dear Kingsley, he wants to give me a 'European Experience' so I'm going to do a little tour around the continent soon… here's hoping," Aragon responded, the thoughts of the Lestrange case dwelled in his head, it was an emotional toll for him. This was his first actual case as a Legal Representative. Hermione noticed a slight change in Aragon's expression, he looked concerned, "don't worry about me, I'll be fine,"
"Huh? How did you-"
"You had a concerned face, I can read people. It's a good trait to have; even muggles can interpret human expression as well,"
"Well you must teach me that then," Aragon laughed at the response.
"Yes well when I have the time I'll teach you," Hermione, Viktor and Aragon enjoyed each other's company and mingled with the other guests.
Later that night, Hermione, Viktor, Lev and her parents stayed at Harry house before their move to Bulgaria the next day. She had the most wonderful time thanks to Viktor, her parents and the Weasley's. Seeing her family and friends warmed her heart, especially her all time idol, Aragon Garnet, she was over the moon. Hermione was in the ensuite, dressed in her night-gown. She proceeded to the bedroom where Viktor waited, his eyes gazing upon Hermione's physique.
"I am so lucky to have you," he said, approaching her and giving stroking her smooth face.
"I'm lucky to have you too. Thank you for the wonderful night. I will cherish these moments forever," she smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"You're welcome my love. All I want is to see you happy," he replied, kissing her forehead.
"I'm elated, Viktor. You're simply the best," Her mouth went closer to Viktor's ear, "I want to repay you,"
"Hmmmm, I'm sure we can make an arrangement," Viktor replied pressing her body against his, "are you sure you're ok with this,"
"I'm sure Viktor… I love you," she muttered as she crashed her lips upon his.
Viktor deepened the kiss and ripped off his t-shirt. Hermione felt his hard body, his abs making her feel hot and bothered. She pushed him on to the bed and took off her night-gown, revealing her athletic physique and enticing lingerie. Viktor noticed a few new scars and bruises on her body but still admired her none the less. He dribbled looking at her stunning body, his hard on begging to enter her temple. She pressed herself on him, and kissed his entire body. Her tongue carefully admiring his chiseled abs, she went down to his mid-section, her tongue slithering his underwear, he moaned at the sensation and wanted his hard shaft to enter her delicate throat.
"You like that baby?" she said, Viktor nodded in response. She slowly slipped off his underwear, revealing his hard and juicy shaft; she teased it by kissing around it. Then she started stroking it with her mouth, the warmness of her mouth made it pleasurable, he moaned as her throat met his foreskin. He felt his juices were ready to explode but he held it in.
"Oh fuck! Baby… I love you," he screamed in ecstasy. Hermione went up to his face and kissed him passionately. He ripped Hermione's lingerie revealing her naked body, his mouth start to marvel her.
"Oh Viktor that was my favourite," she giggled, examining her now destroyed lingerie.
"We… will… get… more," he muttered as he kissed her body, making her tingle in sensation. He positioned her legs apart, preparing for his insertion; he looked at her face, "are you ok for me to make love to you?"
"You're going to be my husband Viktor, I'm more than willing," she laughed, he slowly entered her, he pulsated inside her slowly and started thrusting harder and faster, "mmmmmm… harder," Viktor pumped harder, letting out a heavy breath.
"Fuck yeah," he moaned, his thrust pressing harder inside her. He leaned closer to her face and passionately kissed her, "FUCK! I'm about to cum, AAAARGH!" Viktor sperm entered Hermione's temple. Her body tensed in response. "I love you Hermione," he huffed at her, "I will treasure you forever and ever,"
"I love you too Viktor," they pulled the blankets on them and cuddled, after the heated session they felt tired, "I'm so tired after that,"
"So am I, that was a lot of fun," Viktor said.
"It was. Let's go to sleep we have a big day tomorrow," Hermione kissed Viktor, "goodnight Viktor,"
"Goodnight Princess," he smiled at Hermione. His eyes became heavy and his body relaxed; he will be dream of his princess tonight.
Hermione was lying on the floor in a cage; she was naked, bruised and battered. Men were surrounding her, their hungry eyes aimed at her. One of the men bounded her, she tried to scream for help but was unable to do so. The tears came streaming down her eyes, she knew what the men intended to do.
"The mudblood needs some… penetration don't you think," one of the men said, forcing himself on top of her.
"Should we do her rotisserie style? Let's all enjoy ourselves," The men started laughing and force themselves inside Hermione. She cried in pain, the roughness was unbearable.
"The fucking bitch bleed on my dick," one of the men said, he pulled her hair and punched her face, "now clean that up," he force his shaft inside her mouth, pounding it furiously, "that's more like it,"
Hermione felt like a sex slave following her masters' orders or face punishment. Once they finished her, they splashed a bucket of ice water on her, making her freeze in her dungeon. She shook uncontrollably, trying to warm herself. This torture was unbearable; her thoughts were of suicide, to end the damage done to her.
"Viktor?" Hermione said, her voice was weak, "Viktor, Mum, Dad," she cried, cradling in a fetus position, in a cage smothered in darkness.
Hermione's eyes slowly opened, she saw Viktor staring at her with a worried expression. She was drenched with sweat and looked like death. The thoughts of her rape still imbedded in her mind, tears streamed down her face. Viktor wiped the tears away and gently place a kiss on her cheek.
"My love, are you ok? You were screaming in your sleep. Oh my love," Viktor wrapped his arms around her. The comforting of his embrace made her relaxed, "you're safe now. You will never get hurt again. I will not let this happen,"
"I'm sorry," Hermione cried, "I'm sorry for letting myself to you. They did things to me, violated me and tortured me. I still feel the suffering, Viktor. I'm so weak,"
"You're not weak, my love. You're the bravest person I know. The thoughts of you being abused still haunts me this very day, I can't sleep and I feel guilty for not being there to protect you. It was my job to protect you Hermione and I failed you… I failed you," his voice was shaking. Viktor hid his face into Hermione's hair, she felt his tear falling on to her shoulders.
"It's not your fault, Viktor-"
"It is… We have a bond. It's my job to protect you, I failed and look what I've done to you,"
"Viktor, you couldn't foresee this, neither did I,"
"IT IS MY FAULT!" Viktor yelled, Hermione jumped in surprise, never seen Viktor anger. He regretted his actions and gave her a soft expression, "I'm sorry… I just don't want you alone in this… Please forgive me,"
"It's ok Viktor. There's no need to apologise. I need you just as much as you need me," They both felt vulnerable. For Hermione, she was still on the road to recovery. However, Viktor felt a wave of guilt and anger. The only way he believed to fix this problem was revenge, to slaughter those monsters that violated his woman, but how and where would he find them. The first person he wants to target is Ronald Weasley.
"Well at least the day turned out lovely don't you think," Marie said gazing outside the dining room window. Outside was sunny, not a cloud in sight.
"It is indeed. This house is magnificent; I love magic and wish I had powers," Warren said excitingly.
"We all have magic in us, it's just a matter of exploring them," Harry intercepted, he came from the kitchen, "Where's Hermione, Viktor and Lev, it's almost time," he stared at his watch
"They went to some magical shop to grab a few things, I'm sure they won't be long," Marie replied.
"They better hurry along because the port key will be coming shortly,"
Hermione, Viktor and Lev apparated into the dining room, frightening both her parents, "sorry we're late, just got a few things before we head to Bulgaria," Hermione said.
"Ah here you are," Warren said, grabbing the Daily Prophet from under the table.
"Oh hun, we have no time for that put it away," Marie said.
"I'll read just one article… just one please… please," Warren put on his puppy face.
"Fine, but once that port key is ready, we're off,"
"Thank you," Warren kissed Marie's cheek, "Let's see what's happening today… Oh…" his eyes widened.
Dark Forces at Work
Last night, 17 Muggle borns were murdered including 3 children, under the age of 5. The Department of Magical Law Enforcement are working closely with the United Kingdom Police Department investigating the deaths; it is believed to be the work of a dark witch or wizard. Coroners who are working with Muggle Pathologists provided a brief statement indicating that a curse was used on all 17 victims; more details of the deaths will follow upon the post-mortem. The Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt has assured the media that the International Statute of Secrecy, still applies, no magic is to be used when Muggles are present nor revealing the nature of the magical society.
Furthermore, he's informed the media that the Department of Magical Law Enforcement will be working with the Muggle Police Department to apprehend the suspect. He states "It is vital that we remove these people from society after considerable damage they have caused, the Aurors and Coroners will work with the United Kingdom Police force on the matter," The Minister will be attending The International Confederation of Wizards summit to discuss the implications that may risk the exposure of the Magical World.
In light of these events, the Minister of Magic has formed a Security Council of Magical and Muggle Affairs (SCMMA) to liaise with the Muggle Prime Minister with regards to a potential Wizarding War. Aragon Garnet has been appointed as Head Officer of the SCMMA. Garnet who is also working on the Lestrange case, believes that the murders were a retribution for the death of Lestrange, however more evidence is needed to determine this.
This has caused panic in the Muggle community. The Prime Minister will be meeting with Aragon Garnet later this afternoon to discuss the security proceedings that will ensure the public safety. "I look forward to the meeting with the Muggle Prime Minister; it is my prime focus to keep our community safe. We will work vigorously and ensure this is rectified immediately." Aragon said.
The spokesperson for the Victim families, Lisa Maca says she is confident that the murderers will be brought to justice and will bring closure to families and friends. "After losing love ones, it's hard to fill in a hole in your heart. 17 people killed in one night are madness, this is a serial killer and we need this person away from this community and locked away for good. We hope that the post-mortem will determine how they died and hope the Police will communicate regularly about this investigation."
"Oh dear, there's more murders," Warren scanned the news article. Hermione observed the article from behind.
"This is random. It has to have been a statement but what were they trying to say? What are they wanting to achieve?" Hermione said, deep in thought.
"I'm not sure, I must follow this up. I'm going to work once you all depart to Bulgaria. I'll let you know of the developments,"
Hermione nodded in agreement, everyone around her fell silent, anticipating the worst case scenario. After reading the horrid article, she felt confused, creating more questions than answers, nothing about the murders made sense. Determined to find out more, Harry and Aragon will be her only sources to solve this mystery and avoid conflict escalating into a Wizarding War.