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Warning: This fanfic will have themes of sexual and physical violence, domestic abuse, rape, content of the sexual nature.

A/N: Happy Monday! I know my update is a little late, but all this moving prep is making me go crazy! I wanted to get ahead on this pic, but it seems like life is just telling me 'no, you can't do that, you are not allowed'. Rather intense chapter this week. I don't normally do a split perspective chapter, but I didn't feel that Ron should have his own chapter. While I'm here, thank you for everyone who read my oneshot over on Ao3. I have crossposted it over to FFN, so if you didn't get a chance, give it a read! As always thank you for the AMAZING reviews, follows, subs, and shares! Until Next Week- DCP

Chapter 29: Fury


The Ministry of Magic

The Department of Magical Law Enforcement

Kate Fiorello

Senior Magical Law Analyst

February 26, 2002

Mr Ronald Weasley,

You are hereby ordered to appear in front of the Wizengamot on the 2nd Day of March 2002 in the case of Hermione Granger v. Ronald Weasley. Please bring your representation to hear the opening statements and arrangement of the will be granted a week to gather evidence and witnesses after the opening statements are given to better defend yourself against the accuser. If you are unable to afford representation, the Ministry of Magic will assign you a lawyer from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Please send an owl regarding your acknowledgment of the above summons and whether or not you will need a lawyer assigned to you.

Respectfully,

Kate Fiorello

Senior Magical Law Analyst


The hands holding the parchment shook as the man's eyes furiously read its contents. In a fit of rage the man tore the parchment. He should have known something was suspicious when he saw the bitch surrounded by those fucking snakes at the Ministry. It was bad enough that fuck Zabini was sniffing around him because of his connection to Lavender. That fuck had nothing on him, he had made sure of that.

He had to think.

What did that bitch have on him? Everything was done cleanly. He was so careful. She had nothing but her word. Her word wasn't worth anything. She had no one. Her little snakes couldn't do anything for her. Their reputations were tainted and that taint would rub off on her. Once she was humiliated, he would take pity on her of course. He would take her back fully, and then he would kill her. Just like Lavender.

He could feel himself get hard at the thought. He had felt such joy when he had heard that he had killed Lavender. He closed his eyes and brought out his cock. He stroked himself at the image of her blood spilling over his hands and fucking her while blood bubbled in her throat. He would do the same to Hermione too. He blew his load imaging Hermione's warm blood sliding down his body.

Fuck.

He wanted her right now. He cleaned himself up and sat on his couch. He shot a quick reparo at the parchment and smoothed it over his knee. This could be an opportunity. Perhaps he could get the woman even faster. He knew all the tricks of the most hardened criminals due to his years as an Auror. He could kidnap the woman and no one would be the wiser. Surely the idiot snakes are doing this only for their gain. They only did things for their gain. Especially Draco fucking Malfoy.

He laughed at the thought. Hermione had no one. No one except for him. Those snakes don't truly care for her. Only he did. And he would do anything to get her back.

Anything.


Theo pushed a piece of parchment towards Draco and Hermione, "Kate sent the summons today. She promised to send an owl out as soon as she receives an answer to the summons."

Hermione looked at the parchment in her hand. It all felt so real. It was finally time to bring him the justice. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen. She shuddered and she felt Draco put a hand on her back.

"What's wrong Hermione?" he asked in a soothing voice.

She looked at him and shook her head, "I don't know Draco. I just… I just can't help feeling that something is going to happen. He must be furious right about now. He has to know why I am bringing this up in front of the Wizengamot."

Draco rubbed her back in small circles in an attempt to soothe her, "He can't get to you Hermione. The four of us will make sure of that. While he might make a move against us Slytherin's, he wouldn't dare make a move against Potter."

She muddled this over. He had a point. She would be watched night and day by four men who wanted to help her. If you added Astoria to the mix, she has a formidable force behind her. He wouldn't dare hurt her. She was safe.

Safe from him.

"You are right Draco. I'm just being ridiculous. Any news from Blaise on the case?"

A deep voice called out behind her, "You can ask him yourself."

She leapt from her seat and hugged that man. She has grown quite attached to Theo and Blaise. They weren't exactly used to her hugs quite yet but she was slowly getting them used to it. Part of being a friend of Hermione Granger was getting hugged.

"Blaise! Where have you been?"

Draco snickered, "No doubt with his little Loony Luna."

Hermione glanced back and forth from the two men, "Wait. Are you and Luna…?"

Blaise reddened and looked away from Hermione, "Yeah, for a while now. She talks about you a lot you know. She misses you. She also asks about Kiri a lot. Something about the pygmy nargals informing her that the cat was crucial."

Hermione thought about the blonde Ravenclaw. It had been so long since she had seen the woman. They had grown close for a bit after the war. Although the woman had crazy ideas about imaginary creatures, she was still very smart. The war seemed to sober her up quite a bit in terms of her obsession with her creatures. Hermione remembered hearing that the woman had opened a pet shop in Diagon Alley to replace the one that had been destroyed in the war. She had heard the news after a particularly violent night but the news had made her so happy.

"I'd like to see her again," she said in a small voice.

Blaise smiled widely at her, "I was hoping you'd say that. I may have brought her along."

A figure dressed in light lilac robes drifted into the room as if she knew her presence was requested. Hermione smiled to herself, Luna hadn't changed a bit. Her face still had the dreamy expression and she could see a butterbeer necklace peeking out from the collar of her robes.

The woman reached out and enveloped Hermione in a tight hug, "It is wonderful to see you Hermione. I was quite worried for you. Every time I saw you on chance, the lack of goldy caits worried me so."

Hermione returned the hug, "I've missed you too Luna."

A fluffy black body twined between the two women's legs. A series of small meows called attention to the little cat who was desperately trying to catch the women's attention.

Luna smiled and bent to pick up the kitten, "I see you are doing quite well little one. I knew you would. It seems you have brought the goldy caits back to your owners. Both of them."

The kitten nuseled herself into the woman's arm and Hermione could hear the purr of the satisfied kitten. Luna was right. The kitten had brought joy to her.

Theo cleared his throat, "Pleasantries aside, any news Blaise?"

Blaise looked towards Hermione and inclined his head towards Luna. She gave him a nod. She could trust Luna.

Blaise turned back towards Theo and Draco, "Unfortunately there isn't much to work with. He was clean and careful. He has three years of experience working with the Auror Department. He knows how to clean up a mess effectively and he knows what we look for during an investigation. All we have is a tenuous connection between Hermione and Lavender through Draco's notes. Unless we get him to slip up during the trial, I don't think I can pin this on him."

Draco nodded his head, "I figured it was going to be like that Blaise. He is smarter than we give him credit for. Potter is still working with the Weasley's is he not?"

Theo nodded his head, "In a way, yes. He has instructed the rest of the Weasleys to keep the news from Ronald about his return. They have of course questioned the motive but they trust Potter."

"Can we count on their testimony on his change in behavior?"

Theo pushed his glasses up his nose, "We can count on George and perhaps Ginny. I've spoken to George privately to get him up to speed on things. He's been speaking with the other Weasleys covertly. As for Molly and Arthur, they would be hard pressed to speak out against their own son."

Hermione nodded, "And I wouldn't ask them to. George should be enough if Ginny can't testify."

Draco looked at Hermione, "Do you think they will defend him?"

Thinking back at all the years Molly had hated Hermione because of things in the Prophet, Hermione glanced at him, "I truly hope they don't Draco. I don't think I could handle that. But Molly has believed falsehoods before so what's stopping her this time."

Luna pressed a hand to Hermione's back, "Perhaps this time she will see the support you have and see the truth. You can do this Hermione. "

Hermione glanced around the room. The support around her was growing and growing. Everyday she believed more and more that she could do this. She could win this.

She looked from person to person and smiled, "Luna is right. I can do this. I can do this because of all of you. And if Molly doesn't believe me, that's okay. I have seven people who do."

Draco stepped forward and put an arm around her shoulders, "And no doubt that support will grow even bigger."

Theo waved his hands, "Yes, yes support and all that. Let's get to work. We have a psychopath to take down."

And they would. One way or another.