Hermione nodded her agreement to the plan but she had her doubts. Can the men be trusted to return in one piece? Will she lose any of them? Can she stand by and leave her one time friend to fight the villain alone? Can she leave her love behind?.
Throwing back her shot, wincing at the burning liquor rushing down the back of her throat, she turned to her dark brooding companion who was lost in his thoughts staring intently at his untouched glass.
"Earth to Rabastan". kicking him hard in his shin.
His grey eyes narrowing at Hermione. "Was that really called for?". Rubbing his aching shin, grumbling about uncouth females.
"I will be coming with you!". Signalling to the bartender for another two shots. "I can't sit by hidden in a castle while people are dying trying to end this damn forsaken war". Slamming her fist down causing the drunken Dolohov to jump from his semi unconscious sleep, drool pooling under his chin and onto the bar.
Who would of thought I would be sitting in a pub drinking with two former death eaters and one that nearly killed me not that long ago.
It's been five weeks since the refuge was opened to their charges and plans had been drawn up from both sides of the war, rumours have circled them that Tom Riddle was preparing for a last stand with Potter on all hallows eve, the same date his parents were murdered, on the grounds surrounding the school. Lucius and Severus announced that they would be joining the headmistress to protect the castle and students along with Rabastan while Dolohov and Greyback who protect the haven alongside Draco, Hermione and Narcissa. These where the plans Hermione wanted to argue on but to save herself from a major headache she gave them the response they wanted unaware of her own.
Rabastan snorted. "Like blondie will allow you to gallop off into the sunset to potentially die. You're needed at the house to make sure the students make it there safely". Taking a long sip of his whiskey.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the youngest Lestrange brother, slumping back into her chair. "Fine you win. I shall be a good girl and stay behind while you big boys go out and play". Rolling her aching shoulders "well we best get back before a search party is sent out". Pulling a very heavy death eater up from his seat "wakey wakey Dolohov".
The enormous man sway unsteadily on his feet as Hermione and Rabastan propped himself up between them and disapparated away.
Hermione dropped fully clothed onto her's and Narcissa's bed allowing the consuming darkness to pull her in.
The morning came with the bright sunlight drifting through the curtains assaulting the grumbling muggleborn witch's red ringed eyes. Throwing herself out of bed and stumbling down the stairs mindful of the steps.
"Morning sunshine". Draco grinned as Hermione plunked herself in the dining chair beside him, her previous days robes wrinkled and stained with Dolohov's sick from the night before.
Grumbling rudely at the blonde wizard Hermione grabbed his coffee cup much to his dismay. "Get yourself another one then". Childishly sticking her tongue out at the pouting boy.
The few minutes of blissful silence was broken by the ravenous occupants barging into the dining hall and seating themselves up at the tables smiling politely to both the hogwarts students before summoning their morning meal. Small quiet conversations took place around Hermione but she had no interest in joining in instead she laid her throbbing head upon her arms on the table.
"My love it's incredibly impolite to display such uncouth manners at the table" Narcissa whispered into Hermione's ear before placing a deep lingering kiss onto her coffee stained lips.
Hermione returned the kiss with passion until Draco pulled them apart declaring. "Please behind shut and preferably locked and warded doors. We have guests it's incredibly impolite to display such uncouth manners at the table". Mimicking his mother earning himself a sharp slap to his head.
"Can I?". Greyback grinned swaggering into the room with Rabastan both helping themselves to the buffet breakfast before tearing into the food like caged starved animals.
Two months. Hermione excused herself not long after Lucius and Severus arrived, to shower and change. Two months Shit. She curled up into a ball underneath the showers hot spray not caring an ounce as the pelting drops scorched her flesh. Her stomach was threatening to bring back up her breakfast, her head was spinning and her body refused to cooperate. How am I going to tell Cissy?.