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Chapter 25: Important
Hermione felt someone brush their fingers against her left forearm. Hermione blinked awake, hearing birds chirping outside. She pushed her head away from whatever she was leaning against and saw Ron.
"Morning." Hermione smiled.
"Morning." Ron said, smiling. He leaned over and they kissed. When they backed away Hermione grabbed more of the covers. Hermione rested her head against him again.
"I love you." Hermione said and sighed, smiling. "I wish I could just stay like this for awhile more... I wish I could wake up every morning with you beside me."
Ron smiled and stroked her hair. "Me too."
"What time is it?" Hermione mumbled. She back away and looked over Ron's shoulder. "Ron- Ron is half past noon! Ron, you missed work!"
"Oh no, really?" Ron said sarcastically but in the same tone as Hermione's.
Hermione smiled. "Don't mock me. Didn't you have to go on a business trip? People will know that you are missing, you're second in command."
"I'm pretty sure Mike can handle it." Ron said pulling Hermione closer. Hermione sat up, wrapping the covers around her and holding them securely. "I can't have you miss work..."
"Why? I won a hell of a lot of galleons yesterday!" Ron said sitting up, with her. "We can just stay here, or do something..." Ron kissed her.
"Look Ron- I'll stay here. I'll rest a little, I'm still tired and you come back if you have to, alright?" Hermione said.
Ron groaned. "Fine, fine, but you better stay exactly like that because I'm coming back!" Hermione laughed and Ron bent over to collect his clothes.
***
"Leah, did the business trip already leave?" Ron asked, running over to Leah's desk.
"If there's no one there, then yes." Leah said dipping her quill. She looked up at him. "The Tournament was excellent."
"Oh, thanks." Ron said breathing hard and trying to smooth out his hair. Leah looked at him. "Yes?"
"Would those wrinkled clothes be something you wore yesterday at the match?" Leah said raising an eyebrow. "Didn't get a chance to change? Fall asleep after a long night?"
Ron smiled. "Thanks." Ron repeated. He hit the desk, and strolled off. "In a bit!" he called.
"Mmm-hmm." Leah smiled mischievously.
***
Ron ran back into Hermione's and caught her right when she was getting up. "Ha- got you!"
Hermione wrapped the covers around her like a towel. "I'm going to take a bath."
"Cool we're taking a bath." Ron said taking off his top robes.
Hermione smiled. "I said I'm. Not plural." Hermione looked at Ron's depressed face. "Oh alright, but when do you have to get back."
"Before two, probably." Ron said, taking her hands, and she led him to the bathroom. "We have enough time."
***
Ron practically skipped back to his mansion. He opened the gate, greeted the nifflers and went in the mansion. He heard voices and walked toward them. He saw Harry and Malfoy talking, newspapers scattered everywhere. Their eyes were on him and he ran his fingers through his slightly wet hair.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Nothing. Took a shower?" Harry asked, cleaning.
Ron smiled and got a glass of water. "Yeah."
"Probably with the bitch in there with him."
Ron almost choked on his water. "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Malfoy said innocently.
"Who are you talking about?" Ron demanded. Malfoy didn't answer.
"No, one Ron." Harry quickly interrupted. "Malfoy, help?"
Malfoy glared at Ron and then helped. Behind his back Ron did a rude gesture with his fingers.
"Ron!" Harry warned.
"Sorry." Ron said. When Harry turned around and Malfoy glanced quickly, Ron held his glass so that he was doing the gesture again. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and helped Harry. "I got to check up on my work."
Harry turned to leave when he heard Harry catch up with him. "Ron, Perce sounded really angry, so you and Hermione should have some kind of alarm the next time you-" Harry smile was false. "Sleep together."
Ron's mouth hung open and he held his hand out. "We never did that." Ron lied.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Sorry?"
"We never, never." Ron said. "I just- overslept."
Harry looked at Ron trying to find a hint of lying. "Right. You'd better go. And change."
Ron changed and left quickly.
*** When Ron got to work, everyone was back and explained what had happened. Mike's look was similar to Leah's when Ron listened. "Don't let it happen again." James Sanders said, who was first in command. "We need you there Ron." When they were done, he returned to his office to see the celebration. "You're a wonderful man!" Giles screamed and everyone started forcing drinks down his throat.
***
Hermione made her bed. When she straightened everything out Hermione accidentally pushed things off the bedside table. As she picked it up she saw a mopecdis connected to her alarm clock. "What the-" Hermione looked at it and it quickly made a buzz and poof, meaning it turned off. Someone was spying on her.
Hermione looked around, touching more of her things finding more of them. Hermione looked up at the ceiling. Above her bed was one. Whoever was watching, saw last night. Hermione could think of only one person.
Hermione burst open the door of the abandoned home. With her wand out she followed one mopecdis to its location. When she found it her eyes went wide. The room was full of screens, most of them blurred.
"What are you doing here?"
Hermione turned around and pointed her wand. "What do you think your doing, watching me at every angle, my privacy!" Hermione screamed and Ohnath held his hands up. He moved and Hermione's tip followed.
"Don't do something harsh that you'll regret."
"If I do anything bad to you, I won't regret it." Hermione said.
Ohnath smirked. "Not a shy one anymore," Ohnath's grin widened as he began touching a mopecdis.
"What's that you're doing?" Hermione asked. She looked on the fuzzy to see people but Ohnath quickly turned it off before she could get a better look. "How many people are you spying on?"
Ohnath kept his grin. "Those my boss asks me to. He doesn't know about you, though. He's way caught up with his own business..." Ohnath looked at another screen and ran to the mopecdis to turn it off. Hermione saw that the screen picturing somebody's floor, with clothes spread around. "Which you aren't supposed to see." Ohnath said. He turned it off as well as others beside it.
Hermione looked at another. "My frontyard!" Ohnath quickly ran to turn it off, but Hermione looked at more. "A mansion! Someone doing work at his desk!"
"Please!" Ohnath said, quickly flipping them.
"So, you spy on people, and tell this boss of yours who's doing this and that. You're just a powerless slave."
"Tosh! Rubbish!" Ohnath yelled. "I am no slave. My boss is weak he should be working for me! But I have my plan, yes I do to get him where it really hurts." All the mopecdis were off. Ohnath sat at a table.
"His heart?" Hermione guessed and noticed her wand wasn't pointing at him. She quickly did. "Who's your boss, maybe I can warn him."
Ohnath chuckled. "Trust me, you'd want me to keep at my plan."
Hermione frowned and sat next to him. "The Dark Lord?"
Ohnath grinned. "He's my master. Not my boss."
Hermione glared at him. "I want you to get rid of all of these, and tell me who your boss is." Hermione pointed the wand at his heart.
Ohnath laughed and put his elbows on the table. Hermione noticed his left palm had two deep red cuts.
"What's that on your hand?"
Ohnath looked at her. "Held a dagger too hard."
"Who are you? Why do you do the things you do, why?" Hermione asked. "What's your real name?"
Ohnath looked at her. "I'm a wizard. A potion's master. I was a poet at first, met Voldemort and he made me a lot stronger. When he left, I was threatened by my boss." Ohnath laughed. "Fool, wife of his changed the way he looked at things, couldn't be more like his father could he? Can't see what's right infront of him... had to help him love again because he was busy mourning over his unborn child and dead wife..."
Hermione looked at Ohnath. "Malfoy." She whispered.
Ohnath smiled. "Sometimes he's smart, thinks well but always tries to avoid the killing." Ohnath laughed. "You can't avoid death, and you can't avoid love."
Hermione frowned. Malfoy his boss? Malfoy busy with loving someone? Hermione stood, not sure what to do. Maybe she should talk with Ron... She started walking away, wondering what to do, and wondering if there was something that could help her.
"Johnathan."
Hermione turned around and looked at him with perplexity.
"Ohnath is short for Johnathan." Ohnath said. "By the way, here's the potion. That burns at a fifteen mile radius potion." Ohnath tossed the familiar green liquids in a bottle at her.
Hermione nodded and left.
***
Ron went in Hermione's home, holding cake left over from his Chess Championship party. "Hermione- Hermione I'm back from work." Ron walked into her room where Hermione was sitting, reading. "Stop that, stop that right now!"
Hermione smiled and put the book down. Ron smiled back and looked at the foot of the bed. There was a box filled with mopecdis. "Why do you have all of those?"
"Ohnath planted them at almost every spot in the house." Hermione said, closing the box. "I was wondering if you can have a spell done so they don't see what the mopecdis saw and give them to the ministry or something."
"I'm going to bring a box of items that are illegal and say what?"
"Then just drop it off somewhere, I don't care." Hermione said.
Ron frowned and sat behind her on the bed and started massaging her shoulders. "You sound stressed. I brought- cake."
"Thanks but it just bothers me to think that Ohnath spied on more people. When I went to his location there was a room of mopecdis all watching... he sees everything and tells his boss. He hasn't told my boss about me though..." Ron frowned and nodded. "You found them around your house after I left?" Hermione nodded. "And they were everywhere?"
Hermione turned and looked at him. "There was one right up on the ceiling directly above this bed."
"That sick son of a bitch, did he watch last night?" Ron said. "It must have killed him."
"Why?"
"Why, why? Because the saddo likes you. He bothers to come everyday, talks in poetry, 'sways you', hasn't told his boss about spying on you so it's just for him..."
"I s'pose I thought but I never really- thought." Hermione laughed at herself. She turned to Ron and they kissed. "Mm- cake?"
Ron opened it. "Vanilla. *Accio* forks!" Forks soon came flying in and Hermione and Ron took them. Ron dipped his fork in. "Here taste."
Hermione opened her mouth and Ron stuck the fork in. She smiled. "Good." She took some of the frosting and put it on Ron's nose. "Ha- lick it."
Ron couldn't. He smiled and kissed Hermione and the frosting got on her. They laughed and the cake fell on the floor. "Damn, I got some on the carpet-"
"It doesn't matter." Hermione said and they kissed again. Ron's lips slid down her neck and his hand rested on her left forearm and he felt something burn. He jerked his hand away. "What the-" Ron lifted her sleeve to see something that he never thought he would ever see. He choked.
"Ron!" Hermione said quickly and covered it.
Ron froze and he stood of the bed staring. "The- dark mark. Why- why is it- wha-"
"The day of the school attack, The Dark Lord gave it to me I sware, it's not real, he was just keeping an eye on me." Hermione tried to explain but Ron was backing out and bumping into things.
"How- how did I not see it?" Ron asked. "How did I not see it all this time... last night?"
"There's a crème to cover it." Hermione said. "I didn't think it was important..."
"Important." Ron repeated. "I can't- need time. I'll see you..." Ron opened the door.
"No, Ron, please no." Hermione said but Ron already left.
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had to do it, had to. Ya kno?
Chapter 25: Important
Hermione felt someone brush their fingers against her left forearm. Hermione blinked awake, hearing birds chirping outside. She pushed her head away from whatever she was leaning against and saw Ron.
"Morning." Hermione smiled.
"Morning." Ron said, smiling. He leaned over and they kissed. When they backed away Hermione grabbed more of the covers. Hermione rested her head against him again.
"I love you." Hermione said and sighed, smiling. "I wish I could just stay like this for awhile more... I wish I could wake up every morning with you beside me."
Ron smiled and stroked her hair. "Me too."
"What time is it?" Hermione mumbled. She back away and looked over Ron's shoulder. "Ron- Ron is half past noon! Ron, you missed work!"
"Oh no, really?" Ron said sarcastically but in the same tone as Hermione's.
Hermione smiled. "Don't mock me. Didn't you have to go on a business trip? People will know that you are missing, you're second in command."
"I'm pretty sure Mike can handle it." Ron said pulling Hermione closer. Hermione sat up, wrapping the covers around her and holding them securely. "I can't have you miss work..."
"Why? I won a hell of a lot of galleons yesterday!" Ron said sitting up, with her. "We can just stay here, or do something..." Ron kissed her.
"Look Ron- I'll stay here. I'll rest a little, I'm still tired and you come back if you have to, alright?" Hermione said.
Ron groaned. "Fine, fine, but you better stay exactly like that because I'm coming back!" Hermione laughed and Ron bent over to collect his clothes.
***
"Leah, did the business trip already leave?" Ron asked, running over to Leah's desk.
"If there's no one there, then yes." Leah said dipping her quill. She looked up at him. "The Tournament was excellent."
"Oh, thanks." Ron said breathing hard and trying to smooth out his hair. Leah looked at him. "Yes?"
"Would those wrinkled clothes be something you wore yesterday at the match?" Leah said raising an eyebrow. "Didn't get a chance to change? Fall asleep after a long night?"
Ron smiled. "Thanks." Ron repeated. He hit the desk, and strolled off. "In a bit!" he called.
"Mmm-hmm." Leah smiled mischievously.
***
Ron ran back into Hermione's and caught her right when she was getting up. "Ha- got you!"
Hermione wrapped the covers around her like a towel. "I'm going to take a bath."
"Cool we're taking a bath." Ron said taking off his top robes.
Hermione smiled. "I said I'm. Not plural." Hermione looked at Ron's depressed face. "Oh alright, but when do you have to get back."
"Before two, probably." Ron said, taking her hands, and she led him to the bathroom. "We have enough time."
***
Ron practically skipped back to his mansion. He opened the gate, greeted the nifflers and went in the mansion. He heard voices and walked toward them. He saw Harry and Malfoy talking, newspapers scattered everywhere. Their eyes were on him and he ran his fingers through his slightly wet hair.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Nothing. Took a shower?" Harry asked, cleaning.
Ron smiled and got a glass of water. "Yeah."
"Probably with the bitch in there with him."
Ron almost choked on his water. "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Malfoy said innocently.
"Who are you talking about?" Ron demanded. Malfoy didn't answer.
"No, one Ron." Harry quickly interrupted. "Malfoy, help?"
Malfoy glared at Ron and then helped. Behind his back Ron did a rude gesture with his fingers.
"Ron!" Harry warned.
"Sorry." Ron said. When Harry turned around and Malfoy glanced quickly, Ron held his glass so that he was doing the gesture again. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and helped Harry. "I got to check up on my work."
Harry turned to leave when he heard Harry catch up with him. "Ron, Perce sounded really angry, so you and Hermione should have some kind of alarm the next time you-" Harry smile was false. "Sleep together."
Ron's mouth hung open and he held his hand out. "We never did that." Ron lied.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Sorry?"
"We never, never." Ron said. "I just- overslept."
Harry looked at Ron trying to find a hint of lying. "Right. You'd better go. And change."
Ron changed and left quickly.
*** When Ron got to work, everyone was back and explained what had happened. Mike's look was similar to Leah's when Ron listened. "Don't let it happen again." James Sanders said, who was first in command. "We need you there Ron." When they were done, he returned to his office to see the celebration. "You're a wonderful man!" Giles screamed and everyone started forcing drinks down his throat.
***
Hermione made her bed. When she straightened everything out Hermione accidentally pushed things off the bedside table. As she picked it up she saw a mopecdis connected to her alarm clock. "What the-" Hermione looked at it and it quickly made a buzz and poof, meaning it turned off. Someone was spying on her.
Hermione looked around, touching more of her things finding more of them. Hermione looked up at the ceiling. Above her bed was one. Whoever was watching, saw last night. Hermione could think of only one person.
Hermione burst open the door of the abandoned home. With her wand out she followed one mopecdis to its location. When she found it her eyes went wide. The room was full of screens, most of them blurred.
"What are you doing here?"
Hermione turned around and pointed her wand. "What do you think your doing, watching me at every angle, my privacy!" Hermione screamed and Ohnath held his hands up. He moved and Hermione's tip followed.
"Don't do something harsh that you'll regret."
"If I do anything bad to you, I won't regret it." Hermione said.
Ohnath smirked. "Not a shy one anymore," Ohnath's grin widened as he began touching a mopecdis.
"What's that you're doing?" Hermione asked. She looked on the fuzzy to see people but Ohnath quickly turned it off before she could get a better look. "How many people are you spying on?"
Ohnath kept his grin. "Those my boss asks me to. He doesn't know about you, though. He's way caught up with his own business..." Ohnath looked at another screen and ran to the mopecdis to turn it off. Hermione saw that the screen picturing somebody's floor, with clothes spread around. "Which you aren't supposed to see." Ohnath said. He turned it off as well as others beside it.
Hermione looked at another. "My frontyard!" Ohnath quickly ran to turn it off, but Hermione looked at more. "A mansion! Someone doing work at his desk!"
"Please!" Ohnath said, quickly flipping them.
"So, you spy on people, and tell this boss of yours who's doing this and that. You're just a powerless slave."
"Tosh! Rubbish!" Ohnath yelled. "I am no slave. My boss is weak he should be working for me! But I have my plan, yes I do to get him where it really hurts." All the mopecdis were off. Ohnath sat at a table.
"His heart?" Hermione guessed and noticed her wand wasn't pointing at him. She quickly did. "Who's your boss, maybe I can warn him."
Ohnath chuckled. "Trust me, you'd want me to keep at my plan."
Hermione frowned and sat next to him. "The Dark Lord?"
Ohnath grinned. "He's my master. Not my boss."
Hermione glared at him. "I want you to get rid of all of these, and tell me who your boss is." Hermione pointed the wand at his heart.
Ohnath laughed and put his elbows on the table. Hermione noticed his left palm had two deep red cuts.
"What's that on your hand?"
Ohnath looked at her. "Held a dagger too hard."
"Who are you? Why do you do the things you do, why?" Hermione asked. "What's your real name?"
Ohnath looked at her. "I'm a wizard. A potion's master. I was a poet at first, met Voldemort and he made me a lot stronger. When he left, I was threatened by my boss." Ohnath laughed. "Fool, wife of his changed the way he looked at things, couldn't be more like his father could he? Can't see what's right infront of him... had to help him love again because he was busy mourning over his unborn child and dead wife..."
Hermione looked at Ohnath. "Malfoy." She whispered.
Ohnath smiled. "Sometimes he's smart, thinks well but always tries to avoid the killing." Ohnath laughed. "You can't avoid death, and you can't avoid love."
Hermione frowned. Malfoy his boss? Malfoy busy with loving someone? Hermione stood, not sure what to do. Maybe she should talk with Ron... She started walking away, wondering what to do, and wondering if there was something that could help her.
"Johnathan."
Hermione turned around and looked at him with perplexity.
"Ohnath is short for Johnathan." Ohnath said. "By the way, here's the potion. That burns at a fifteen mile radius potion." Ohnath tossed the familiar green liquids in a bottle at her.
Hermione nodded and left.
***
Ron went in Hermione's home, holding cake left over from his Chess Championship party. "Hermione- Hermione I'm back from work." Ron walked into her room where Hermione was sitting, reading. "Stop that, stop that right now!"
Hermione smiled and put the book down. Ron smiled back and looked at the foot of the bed. There was a box filled with mopecdis. "Why do you have all of those?"
"Ohnath planted them at almost every spot in the house." Hermione said, closing the box. "I was wondering if you can have a spell done so they don't see what the mopecdis saw and give them to the ministry or something."
"I'm going to bring a box of items that are illegal and say what?"
"Then just drop it off somewhere, I don't care." Hermione said.
Ron frowned and sat behind her on the bed and started massaging her shoulders. "You sound stressed. I brought- cake."
"Thanks but it just bothers me to think that Ohnath spied on more people. When I went to his location there was a room of mopecdis all watching... he sees everything and tells his boss. He hasn't told my boss about me though..." Ron frowned and nodded. "You found them around your house after I left?" Hermione nodded. "And they were everywhere?"
Hermione turned and looked at him. "There was one right up on the ceiling directly above this bed."
"That sick son of a bitch, did he watch last night?" Ron said. "It must have killed him."
"Why?"
"Why, why? Because the saddo likes you. He bothers to come everyday, talks in poetry, 'sways you', hasn't told his boss about spying on you so it's just for him..."
"I s'pose I thought but I never really- thought." Hermione laughed at herself. She turned to Ron and they kissed. "Mm- cake?"
Ron opened it. "Vanilla. *Accio* forks!" Forks soon came flying in and Hermione and Ron took them. Ron dipped his fork in. "Here taste."
Hermione opened her mouth and Ron stuck the fork in. She smiled. "Good." She took some of the frosting and put it on Ron's nose. "Ha- lick it."
Ron couldn't. He smiled and kissed Hermione and the frosting got on her. They laughed and the cake fell on the floor. "Damn, I got some on the carpet-"
"It doesn't matter." Hermione said and they kissed again. Ron's lips slid down her neck and his hand rested on her left forearm and he felt something burn. He jerked his hand away. "What the-" Ron lifted her sleeve to see something that he never thought he would ever see. He choked.
"Ron!" Hermione said quickly and covered it.
Ron froze and he stood of the bed staring. "The- dark mark. Why- why is it- wha-"
"The day of the school attack, The Dark Lord gave it to me I sware, it's not real, he was just keeping an eye on me." Hermione tried to explain but Ron was backing out and bumping into things.
"How- how did I not see it?" Ron asked. "How did I not see it all this time... last night?"
"There's a crème to cover it." Hermione said. "I didn't think it was important..."
"Important." Ron repeated. "I can't- need time. I'll see you..." Ron opened the door.
"No, Ron, please no." Hermione said but Ron already left.
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had to do it, had to. Ya kno?