Title: Romance In France

Rating: R

Summary: I got this challenge from Adultfanfiction but I decided to post it here. Hermione had just graduated from Hogwarts and she quickly discovers that her life is still in grave danger. HG/VK, HG/RL

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter 35: Unicorn Blood

"I swear I'm going to kill him," McGonagall said later that day.

Mr. Granger looked at her.

"Sorry," she muttered. "But he makes me so mad."

Mr. Granger sighed.

"It seems that you mortals always find ways to make life hard for yourself," he told her. "My daughter's child's father is a right git, but he has a good heart."

McGonagall snorted at that. Apparently hiding from Hermione wasn't what she considered a good heart.

"Give him time," he said. "He's already bounded by a Fay promise to take care of the child. He can't go against it."

"And what is the difference between what Snape did and what you made Lupin do?" she asked him, interested.

He took a small time to consider this.

"Well, you mortals have Unbreakable Vows that cause death when there not fulfilled, but a Fay promise doesn't cause death, just a lot of pain."

"And how's that different from death?" she asked.

He smirked, like she had said a joke.

"Oh there's a lot of forms of pain," he told her. "And mine is the deadly kind."

He fell silent and returned to his meal.

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"So do you think that my daughter will become a werewolf?" Hermione asked. "I mean; I know the Healer said that she wouldn't, but does anyone really know?"

She asked this to her mother. Her mother looked at her.

"Don't look at me," she said. "I had almost this same conversation with Anubus and I didn't have the answer then."

Hermione frowned at her.

"Well he's a jackal head god," she protested. "Big difference."

"And how's it different?" she asked.

"He's was born that way," Hermione pointed out. "Naturally any child that his wife has will be like dad."

"I was talking about your father," her mother said.

Hermione looked at her.

"Dad asked about any child that you would have?"

She nodded.

"But I didn't develop that way?" Hermione pointed out.

"Well, yes, but you have three forms, like your father has many forms because he comes from many societies," she explained. "Look, your father is the grim reaper because that's how society sees him as. Long time ago he was many things to many different people. I mean; you turn into a cat-like creature because you almost died and Bast helped you out. You turn into a jackal headed woman because of your father. The Queen chose these two forms for you when you were born."

"But why?"

Her mother looked at her.

"Because she can," she said. "So, changing the subject, what are you going to call her?"

Hermione thought about this and then said, "I don't know."

"And why not?"

Hermione sighed.

"Because I don't want to hurt my child's future by naming her something that will damage her. Look at Tonks."

Hermione shuttered at the last name, but her mother saw the point.

"Okay, I get it," she said. "But, please let me know what she's going to be called so that the Queen doesn't ask me that question."

"I promise," Hermione said.

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Ginny knew that she was in-trouble when she woke up and found that she wasn't in her bed, but in the middle of the woods. She knew that she had gone to bed, but how she had ended up here she had no idea.

"Hello, Weasley," said a cold voice.

She turned to see Draco Malfoy standing there. He looked scary in his Death Eater robes and she wondered, with fear, if he was with others.

"Well aren't you going to say anything?" he asked her.

Ginny shook her head and he yelled, "Crucio!" Ginny screamed in pain as the curse hit her.

"Oh I love it when Snape's little tramp is in pain," he taunted.

"Go-to-hell," Ginny gasped.

Draco laughed at her and she felt even more hate flooding her body.

"Imperio!" he muttered.

The spell hit her and she felt her mind erasing. Nothing else mattered then keeping this feeling. Draco walked up to her and looked at her.

"I think it's time that you suffer the punishment that should have been your dear husband-to-be," he said smoothly.

He pulled out a small vial and then commanded, "Drink." Ginny drank it and then Draco released her.

"My work here is done," he told her.

And he disappeared.

Ginny looked down at the vial that he had thrown on the ground and picking it up she saw that it was filled with a silver fluid. She sniffed it and then the tears poured out. It was unicorn's blood and drinking it meant that she was cursed. She then howled in pain at what he had done to her.