A/N: Sorry for the delay in this chapter! I had a bit of writers block getting from the last chapter to my next part, was having diffucilties transitioning rather than jumping straight into it.
Hope you enjoy!
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Hermione woke to the sun streaming on her face and a warm tickle on her neck. She stretched with a soft squeak and something shifted beside her at the sound, she looked over and saw James Potter was once again sleeping beside her. He was snuggled in to her hair with a content smile and a rather obvious morning wand poking her back. Carefully, but very quickly, Hermione jumped out of bed and ran for the exit of the Head Dorms. She ran up to her room and into the bathroom closing the door behind her, she fell against the back of the door and slid down to the ground with a sigh.
She had once again slept with James, literally slept, and both times she had been free of her nightmares. Maybe he was right, that he could protect her from her own mind, but she didn't want to be dependent on him. They had kissed, he had spoken wonderful words to her, and she had told him she didn't want to fight it anymore. But could she? Could she just say to hell with it and start dating James? Forget all her fears, and feeling of unworthiness, of the inability to be loved or give love in return? He said her scars didn't matter, he didn't push her for sex, he made her feel safe and whole, so what was stopping her?
Pettigrew.
If it wasn't for the rat she maybe would, but what if her relationship with James affected Peter's plans for the Marauders? It certainly would in some way, how would he have Lily start dating James if Hermione was dating him? Would he just need to break up Hermione and James too? Or would he change the plan to Sirius and Lily? Or something even more sinister like removing someone from the equation, such as herself?
Hermione groaned into her hands, nothing was ever easy for her. Home life, Hogwarts life, war, romance, if her life was a crossroad, she would always be on the road with more obstacles and hardships.
She had never had an easy relationship with anyone, even with Harry. Her parents feared and hated her for her magic, her best friends never truly cared for her passions and even joked about her love of books, Harry had even stopped talking to her twice, once for a broom and second for a book, her teachers always had expectations that if she ever had an off day it was noticed how disappointed they were in her.
Her romantic relationships were another story, between the few she had had.
Viktor Krum was much older, and really only a physical being, who couldn't even properly pronounce her name and resulted in said name being splattered all over tabloids with lies.
Ronald Weasley had been a question for so long, why she even liked him was a mystery to her. He always said the wrong thing, they always argued, he had made her cry numerous times and he had dated Lavender just to spite her and throw it in her face. He was a jealous git that ran out on Harry during the Tournament, gave a half ass apology and then ran off during the Horcrux hunt because he was hungry. Yet, despite all that, for some reason she was attracted to the prat, she had kissed him in the Chamber and she didn't even know why. It must have been their explosive arguments that she mistook for passion and fire, which was really just an ignorant berk with a foot in his mouth.
She didn't even include her trysts with Slytherins in her relationships. The fact they were Slytherin and it was passionate, hate-fueled sex just showed how fucked those relationships were.
It wasn't only her past relationships and lack of them that worried her, her scars did too and not just the physical ones. She was broken and damaged, her skin was marred and her mind was plagued with traumatic memories. None of her past men had ever seen her naked. No one had ever seen her torso since Madame Pomfrey. She never allowed her shirt to be removed by any man, they could go under the shirt or fool around in pitch black, but they could never ever see her naked. Her scar was a horrific reminder of how close to death she came at Dolohov's wand with his self-created curse. A curse that she still had flashbacks to the pain and nightmares she endured after that night in the Department of Mysteries.
With a deep sigh Hermione pushed herself off the floor as she came to her decision. She would talk to James and tell him that she was interested in him, but until Pettigrew was handled they would have to wait, and also that gave her much needed time. She couldn't ruin her friendship with James if she fucked up another relationship, they needed to take it very slow which gave him time to change his mind before there was no going back.
With the time it took to be rid of Pettigrew, maybe she would be more confident in her body. Being around James, Sirius and Remus could help her the way Tonks, Sirius and Harry helped Remus when they were at Grimmauld Place. The man who taught her in third year was a very different man to who she spoke to before the battle. Her scars would never heal, but James had referred to them as badges of honour. If she pursued James then perhaps by the time the rat was gone she would be willing to show her body to another person for the first time.
Hermione turned on the shower and climbed in thinking of James, it made her feel flushed throughout her entire body. He made her body feel hot and bothered, riled up like never before, with her decision to take things slow with him and delay pursuing anything meant only one thing, she had to rely on herself to satisfy her needs. Which she had many current needs after the steamy snogging sessions, sleeping beside him, and waking to his very impressive erection.
She grabbed her lavender scented soap and started massaging it into her skin. She lathered up her neck and ran her hands down to her breasts, giving in to her temptation she started soaping her breasts in rhythmic circles, squeezing as she moved, her fingers grazed her nipples slightly, teasing herself. Once they had hardened, she ran her fingers over them and tweaked her nipple sending a shock down to her abdomen. Thinking of James' hands on her was causing some of the most euphoric feelings in her fantasy. She pictured his hand being the one to run down her body and dip his fingers into her folds, feeling her juices mixing in with the running water leaving her with a very eager waiting pussy. Her fingers ran up and down her slit teasing her folds as more juices flowed before thrusting one finger into her entrance. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she arched back against the wall.
"Oh James.." she moaned, her finger moving in and out adding another finger as she thrust in and out. It wasn't long until she could feel her climax building, she lifted one foot against the wall to open her legs wider. When she moved her thumb to her clit she was hit with the most intense orgasm that had her slipping down the wall panting as she saw stars. Ten minutes later Hermione had managed to stand up, clean herself off, wash her hair and change into her uniform for the day. She grabbed her bag and ran down to the Common Room and out towards the Great Hall.
-oOo-
James woke up to the sun in his eyes but a cold bed. He moved his arms across the mattress and felt no Hermione, he squinted open to see that she had indeed left. He let out a disappointed sigh thinking that maybe he got through to her yesterday, but she had ran off again. He wouldn't give up, even if she said she wasn't ready and wouldn't be for many months he would still wait.
He already had two girls try and pull him into a broom closet and empty classroom yesterday, it had taken a lot of pushing away hands to get them to hear his rejections. Both of which went over horribly, neither believing him and just coyly walking away. He knew his game of tease would come back and bite him in the arse. One of his games was to push himself and the girl of his choosing past a point of absolute need. Where sometimes his animalistic instinct kicked in and he didn't even know what they had done until after, all he felt was pleasure and all he gave was pleasure. He had girls begging him to fuck them and he would tease them and walk away, days he would do it, and now they thought he was still playing it. They hadn't even kissed or touched but they thought it was the game.
But all he wanted was Hermione.
She was playing the game he loved so much without even realizing it, the empty classroom brought him to the brink and then they stopped. James knew that if he could have sex with Hermione it would be the most mind blowing sex he had ever had and no girl would ever compare, ever tempt him, but she wasn't his yet. She might never be able to give herself over. He was hers entirely, his heart would never go to another, but he didn't know if she could ever give hers. She spoke as if she was a thousand pieces and to give her heart she would feel like she needed to rebuild it first out of those pieces. He knew her heart was whole, it was just shielded and protected. He just had to break through.
With a groan James ran his hands down his face and dragged himself from bed. He skipped a shower since he was running late. Having Hermione's lavender and parchment scent clinging to him was another incentive to skip a morning shower. He dressed in his uniform and ran out to Head Common Room seeing Sirius lounging casually on the couch looking like the aristocratic pureblood that he was.
"What you doing in here mate?" asked James. Sirius jumped up and walked with James to the exit to the Gryffindor common room.
"Came back shortly after I left. Moony never came back, stayed with Lily and I was not staying along with the grumbling rat. Slept on the couch. Little Hermione didn't even see me as she ran out of here in your boxers and shirt" Sirius wiggled his eyebrows before they left the room.
"Nothing happened, I just couldn't let her sleep alone after the other night. She didn't have any nightmares, but she still ran before I woke up," he whispered as they walked over to Remus, Lily and the girls minus Hermione. Sirius clapped James on the back in sympathy and gave him a look that told him everything would work out. He smiled gratefully at his best friend
"Where are Peter and Hermione?" asked Marlene
"Peter won't be down til lunch, he's incapacitated," smirked Sirius
"Hermione? She wasn't in your dorm?" asked James. He was hoping she went up to meet with the girls and get ready, she said she didn't want to distance herself anymore. This didn't give him much hope in a possible relationship with the witch, running away after telling him she didn't want to anymore. But he would keep his promise to himself and to her, he would wait however long it took.
"No, I thought I heard her in the shower early this morning but I fell back asleep," explained Dorcas, "She must have gone down to breakfast early. Let's go down and find her." The group made their way down and sure enough Hermione was sitting at the Gryffindor table furiously scratching away with her quill. James sat down beside her, he leaned in and whispered a good morning in her ear. Hermione jumped slightly as she had not realized anyone had joined her. She looked at James replying with a good morning and a blush. She turned back to her parchment and began scribbling again.
"What are you working on Hermione?" asked Lily as she nibbled on some toast.
"Just something for Professor Dumbledore," she replied. She was currently writing down all the ingredients she needed for Wolfsbane Potion, as well as materials she needed. He had two weeks to procure the ingredients and one week for her to brew so Remus could drink it for the week leading up to the moon. Hermione glanced up and saw Severus and Regulus looking over to her and the Marauders and then at the Great Hall door, they were looking for Peter, but he would not be freed until lunchtime, she thought with a smirk. Sirius caught her smirk and looked over his shoulder to where she was looking and made eye contact with his brother. He didn't break it immediately, he looked into his brothers eyes from across the room and saw the little boy he used to play with, he gave a tense nod and turned back to Marlene and James conversation about Quidditch strategies.
Once breakfast was finished the group split up to go to their separate classes. James, Sirius, Lily, Remus and Hermione made their way to Transfiguration while Mary, Marlene and Dorcas has Care of Magical Creatures.
The day went by and Hermione still had people staring at her and whispering about where she could have possibly come from. James stuck by her side all day when he could, he would sometimes place his arm over her shoulders as they walked down the corridor and he talked to Sirius. When that happened, the whispers changed from where she came from to how did she nab James Potter so quickly. The girls throughout the castle were shooting her dirty looks and would giggle behind their hands with each other while staring. She felt self conscious and unworthy of James when this happened, he never saw the looks or heard the whispers but he did notice when she would tense up and start to pull away from him. He would simply drop his arm from her shoulders and take her hand and give it a squeeze before letting go and giving her some space, although he didn't move far. She appreciated his attentiveness to her, he didn't treat her like glass but he also didn't push her too far.
At lunch time Peter came storming down into the Great Hall and dropped himself down in front of James and Hermione. He glared at the couple as he piled food onto his plate and started stuffing his face, Hermione scowled at the piggish behaviour.
"Ah Peter! You finally joined us," chuckled James. Remus and Sirius laughed on either side of him but stopped when he shot a look at both of them.
"Come on Petey, it was an honest mistake," smiled Remus kindly. Remus knew that his acting would deteriorate the closer they got to the full moon, but he could act his ass off until that came, and when he couldn't hide his disdain from the rat he would just blame it on the moon.
"Yeah, a prank that broke rule number two and left me starving all morning," responded Peter.
"Rule number two?" asked Hermione. She knew they had the Marauder Rules, but she didn't realize they were numbered!
"Rule number two; do not prank a fellow Marauder, unless unanimously agreed upon that it is deserved" explained Sirius.
"What's number one then?" asked Lily curiously.
"Never get caught" the Marauders said together. The girls started laughing and shaking their heads at the bond the boys had, only Lily and Hermione were aware of the break in the quartet. Hermione glanced at the Slytherin table again and saw Severus and Regulus bickering at their table quietly as they shot quick glances at Peter sitting in front of they all finished lunch Dorcas, Marlene and Mary left to study during their free period in the study room. The Marauders, Lily and Hermione stood to leave the Great Hall, Peter noticed Severus and Regulus motioning him to meet them outside. Peter made excuses to them that he was still quite hungry and was going to stay and eat a bit more, James glanced at the Slytherins and understood immediately. Understanding what was about to happen they left Peter behind and made their way to the staircase in the Entrance Hall, James pulled out the map and watched Peter scurry into a dark corner off of the Entrance Hall with Severus Snape and Regulus Black waiting for him.
They tiptoed down and watched from out of sight as Regulus and Severus passed their message onto Peter. Surprisingly, neither Regulus or Severus placed a silencing charm around themselves, they must want them to overhear everything. Hermione believed it was their way of proving to Lily and Sirius that Hermione had been telling the truth, and if she hadn't told them yet then this was their way of showing the Marauders that they had a traitor in their midst.
"He wants to meet you tonight," said Regulus. Peter whole body started trembling and he shook his head violently in denial.
"No, no, I was told I would never have to have a personal audience. I'm not important enough I was told, I was just to do my part," whimpered Peter.
"Well the Dark Lord has decided that you are important enough for a meeting now, you should consider this a high honour," Severus said dryly.
"I-I-I am, I am honoured. Wh-why did he d-decide I am now w-worthy to stand b-before him?"
"He has come across something that has intrigued him and he has chosen you to perform a second task for him. A high honour for a new Death Eater," whispered Regulus. Hermione could hear the disgust in Regulus' voice, Peter probably mistook it for disgust at him, he was a Gryffindor and afraid to meet the Dark Lord.
"Pull yourself together you pathetic sod, be grateful for this. Meet at the gates at sundown. If you are late, you will learn quickly not to displease the Dark Lord," hissed Severus. Peter whimpered once more and ran from the Slytherins. Hermione glanced at the boys and Lily and saw the longing looks on Sirius and Lily. Hearing the way Severus and Regulus acknowledged him as their Dark Lord broke their hearts, but they could hear the regret in their voices, the disgust at the boy before them willingly throwing his friends to this master. They wished they could run to them and tell them they understood, but they couldn't, not yet. Hermione had a plan and they would follow it.
After classes no one could find Peter, they knew where he was but they were surprised he didn't give them an excuse before leaving. When sundown came Hermione was cuddled on the couch with Hogwarts: A History but she was not reading it, she was staring into the flames deep in thought of what could be happening with Severus and Regulus. She hoped that their Occulumency would hold under whatever potential pressure they could be under. She also hoped Voldermort didn't consider her too much of a threat, merely an obstacle that changed his plans slightly, rather than a new target.
James had spent the last hour stuck in conversation with his Quidditch team going over strategy for the year. Sirius and Marlene caught on to his reluctance to continue the conversation as he constantly glanced at Hermione sitting alone in her chair. They finally managed to get their seeker Bailey Smith to stop suggesting ideas and just wait for their first practice after try outs for a new Keeper.
"Look Smith, we will discuss it after we have a Keeper. We can't talk strategy with an incomplete team, what could work for one Keeper might not work for another. Find me then and maybe we'll talk," he clapped her on the back and walked over to Hermione. He sat on the arm and leaned in and whispered a hello like how he greeted her that morning. Once again she jumped before smiling at him.
"You need to stop doing that," she chuckled. He gave her a bright smile before quickly picking her up and stealing her spot, he put her on his lap and snuggled her in close. She was laughing the whole time and wiggling as his fingers tickled her sides as he situated her on his lap.
"This is more comfortable," he sighed propping his head against her. Hermione snuggled in and agreed with a content sigh, "What do you think is happening right now?" She knew what he was asking, what was happening with Peter.
"I don't know, but I'm worried. I'm worried his plan is changing and my being here is doing it," she replied. James never thought of that, could her being here change the plans that Peter had? Would he target Hermione instead of James or Lily?
"Whatever happens, we will all work together and get through this," James answered after some silence. He kissed her temple and together they sat in silence staring into the flames. A few hours later the common room was emptied out, Sirius and Remus went up to bed while Lily went on Patrols with the Hufflepuff Prefect. Lily wanted to split up patrols so each prefect worked with herself or James once a month, this would give them as Head Students the ability to see how each Prefect worked, but also gave Prefects the chance to see what additional duties Head Students had.
"James?" Hermione whispered as the fire died down. James jumped awake as he had begun to doze off surrounded by her warmth and scent.
"Yes Mi?" he replied huskily.
"I, I thought a lot about last night," she started, James instantly perked up at this topic and tilted her chin to look back at him, looking at her questioningly, "I like you, I really, really do."
"But?" James asked sadly. He knew there was a but, Hermione was pulling away from him again.
"But, Peter is an ever changing variable. I don't want to endanger you all by changing Peter's plans by dating you. What would he do? Best case scenario he simply breaks us up as well as Lily and Remus. But what if he decides it should be Sirius and Lily? Or I'm in the way so just get rid of me? I don't know what could change by us dating, you don't date James. I've heard the girls, I've seen them trying to get you into broom closets all day and yesterday, if you start dating me it brings even more attention, more of Peter's attention and other possible Death Eater wannabes," Hermione explained. James stared at her, she could see the hurt in his eyes at her rejection, but she could also see his understanding of her words.
"I never want you to be in harms way Hermione, if you think us dating will do that then I understand. But know this, if you have me wait a month, a year, or a decade, I will wait. I am yours completely," he whispered in her ear before pulling her into a passionate kiss. Hermione did not hold back, she responded immediately. She re-positioned herself on his lap so she was straddling him, her hands buried in his hair. She devoured his lips and did not let him win the battle of dominance, her tongue explored his mouth as she moaned into him. Her chest was pressed up against him as her hips grinded against him. Hermione wasn't completely aware of how much in control she was, her dominant side had not come out since she was with Malfoy.
James telling her that he was hers completely left her with an insatiable need to show him how much she appreciated his words. It didn't even register that she was doing the opposite she had said to him. She told him they couldn't be together right now, yet here she was devouring his lips and grinding against his growing erection. She wanted him desperately but she had to stop herself, she knew when they finally had sex he would want to see her, possibly make love to her, and she wasn't ready. A fuck in the dark would be perfect, or fully clothed against a wall but James wasn't like that. She didn't want that with James, she wanted to be with him entirely.
She wasn't ready for that, she may never be, but for now she knew she couldn't. Reluctantly she pulled her lips from his and sat back, James began kissing her neck and collarbone, which crumbled at her resolve but she had to stop him. She placed her hands on the sides of his face and pulled him away from her neck, she gave him one chaste kiss and climbed off of him.
"I'm sorry, but I can't" Hermione said quietly and ran up to her dorm. James sat still in his chair staring at where Hermione was just standing.
'What just happened?' he thought. He had the perfect girl, he fancied the perfect woman and she liked him back, she wanted to be with him but they had to wait. He told her he would wait and then she jumped him, made him feel like no woman had ever made him feel before. It was perfect, if magical soul mates existed he knew he and Hermione would be glowing, but she ran. She ran away again.
He got up from the armchair, rearranged his throbbing member, and stormed into the Head Dorms and up to his room.
"Fuck Pettigrew! Fucks everyone over!" he yelled as he slammed his door. Peter Pettigrew had to go so he could be with Hermione. He would not lose his witch, the woman he knew he was falling in love with, who he could see himself sitting on the couch with a small child in between them, he would not lose her to Peter fucking Pettigrew or Fuckwad Voldemort. No, he would be with Hermione by graduation, he would make her Mrs Potter shortly after.
He saw a future with her, that Harry in the mirror with the different eyes would be their son. Harry James Potter would be born and have Hermione as his loving mother. He would raise his son with Hermione and not allow Voledmort to take them from him like Hermione's Harry. Harry would learn to prank, and kiss his first girl before fifth year, he wouldn't be left to abusive relatives. Harry would look like him with her eyes, another son would be a perfect combination of them both, and a beautiful daughter who looked like her but with his eyes
He saw it all, he wanted it all, and he would not allow Peter to take it from him.
-oOo-
Severus Snape and Regulus Black stood by the Hogwarts gates hidden in the shadows. The faced the castle awaiting Peter Pettigrew to join them, the sun was setting fast and still there was no sign of him.
"If he is late then my guess he shits himself is not just a prediction but a guarantee," sneered Snape. Regulus laughed at his sourpuss friend.
"I don't disagree with you there Sev, Pettigrew isn't going to make the best first impression," he laughed as he saw a figure leave the castle, "there he is, but at the speed he walks it is assured we will be late." The sun was set by the time Peter made it to them, they said nothing as they knew Peter was already terrified, informing him of his displeasure before arriving was pointless in their eyes.
Peter shook the whole walk, his hood was raised, along with Severus and Regulus, but it was obvious which one was Peter both by his weight and his quivering body. They apparated to Malfoy Manor when they were past the Hogwarts wards and silently walked into the Manor led by a house elf to the Throne Room.
Severus and Regulus walked ahead of Peter to stand before Voldemort.
"My Lord, we have brought you Pettigrew as requested," spoke Regulus Black.
"You have done well Severus and Regulus. Continue on this path and you will be rewarded," Voldemort's praise was something all Death Eater's craved but Regulus and Severus could taste bile in their mouths at it. They did not want to be praised or rewarded by a mass murderer, "Pettigrew forward."
Peter Pettigrew whimpered as he stepped forward in between Regulus and Severus, they stepped back so Peter was standing before Voldemort alone.
"M-my Lord. It-it is an h-honour to s-stand be-before you," Peter bowed and stayed low, never looking up into the red eyes of the Dark Lord.
"Peter Pettigrew. You are late, I requested your presence at sundown, yet you arrived at dark. Explain." sneered Voldemort as he looked at Peter as if he was dirt on his shoe.
"I-I apologize, I was d-detained by m-my friends," replied Peter.
"LIES! CRUCIO!" Peter fell to the ground, convulsing as he screamed. The curse was held until Peter pissed himself. "Now tell me the truth"
"I w-was, I-I am not worthy o-of your presence. I d-did not under-understand my s-summons," cried Peter from the floor.
"Stand before you master Pettigrew. You are correct, you are not worthy. But we will fix that," Voldemort stepped down from his throne and held a finger under Peter's chin forcing him to look into his red eyes. "Yes, you do already had a task that I have charged you with, however I have learnt new information."
"M-my Lord?" asked Peter with a confused frown.
"Your friends had acquainted themselves with a mudblood, tell me of her," demanded Voldemort. Peter drew strength from no longer being the target, he wanted to know about the mudblood and Peter would happily oblige.
"She is orphaned my Lord, lost everyone to Blood Purists and was taken in by McGonagall. Her first night in the castle she had a nightmare no one could wake her from, she was screaming and sobbing. I have noticed she is protective of her arm, almost like she doesn't want anyone to see what is on it. Scarred is my guess. She distanced herself after that nightmare, it seemed to upset everyone that she was not asking for their help. James seems quite taken with her," explained Peter.
"James Potter? He is blood traitor far too sympathetic of Mudbloods," quipped Voledmort. He placed his wand on his chin thoughtfully and began pacing.
"My Lord, Potter is easy to break, his parents are obtainable targets," called out a Death Eater in the crowd. Voldemort did not reply but simply shot a curse at the Death Eater who thought to speak out of turn, he dropped with a painful scream, his leg broken. The Death Eaters to his left and right quietly picked him up and removed him from the room.
"Pettigrew, your task is to learn all you can of the girl. Learn her weaknesses, watch Potter and her together. Potter and the Evans mudblood are the goal relationship, I want that werewolf betrayed so he may join his sire Greyback. I want Black to distrust his brothers in all but blood and join his blood brother with us. If that new Mudblood threatens that then we will simply take care of her. You spoke of nightmares and her distancing herself after. Learn who the blood purists were, if we can find specifically who attacked her then we will use them to break her spirit further." Voldemort directed Pettigrew, "Now, outside Pettigrew, I have instructions for my inducted Death Eaters,"
Pettigrew walked out of the room and Voldemort called forward Severus, Regulus and Lucius.
"Regulus Black and Severus Snape, my loyal followers, you have proven yourselves to me many times but now it is time to give you a more important task to further prove that loyalty. I have learnt from Rookwood that Dumbledore has created a Time Portal as a fail-safe from this war, I will be obtaining this artifact when possible, however your task is to determine if there is a connection between this fail-safe and this Mudblood. She knew of people yet to exist, thus she is a seer or the fail-safe was used. If I won this war I want to ensure that continues and this Mudblood was not sent to prevent it. If word of this spreads outside of this room, every single one of my followers will be tested. If your loyalty is doubted even a little I will personally end your life in the most horrific way you can imagine. Not even Mudbloods, Muggles or Half-Breeds would endure the pain I will issue. Now go forth and bring about the world we all wish to live in," Voldemort spoke to the room indicating the meeting was over.
Regulus and Severus left the room, finding Peter standing outside the door still shaking from his personal meet. Both Severus and Regulus thought he was given mercy by their Dark Lord, one crucio only til the point of urination. Most first personal meetings with the Dark Lord was at least two crucio's and either biting their own tongue off or shitting themselves. Voldemort must be too preoccupied with this new mystery mudblood.
When they arrived back at the castle Peter ran away from the Slytherins as quickly as he could up to his dorm. He climbed into his bed and cried, he hated his 'friends', he wanted to see them end but he did not think he would have to face the terrifying murderer that was Voldemort. Now he knew that he was in deeper than he ever thought, now he had a special mission, the Mudblood was the reason for that. He hated her even more now, because she was here he now had to stand before the monster. He would see her end, when his master allowed her death he would ask it to be his prize for fulfilling his task. He would fuck her and then kill her, he would make her know that James never wanted her and then he would kill her. He smiled at the thought through his tears and fell asleep knowing he would bring pain to the one who brought it to him.
Regulus and Severus however, went to their private meeting spot and discussed the implications of the meeting.
"He thinks she is connected to the Time Portal, that is how she knows about Sirius and Lily!" exclaimed Regulus.
"That is worrying in itself, if she is from the future and it was a fail-safe, it means we have lost! How will she prevent it, all she knows is her timeline, one change and everything is different. Her being here has already changed the Dark Lords plans!" argued Severus.
"His plan is still the same, James and Lily together, with a broken hearted Remus and an angry Sirius, the only change has been personally meeting Pettigrew today directing attention at Hermione Granger. We just need to meet with her now, explain the meeting, and start this alliance once again speaking to Lily and Sirius. Changes will happen, but I see them as positive. We will win this and get out alive, I promise you Severus!" Regulus had his hands on Severus shoulders as he stared into his dark eyes, promising his best friend that they would escape their imprisonment and once again be free with the people they cared about.
"We will win this," agreed Severus with a nod.
Tomorrow they would speak to Hermione Granger and start the journey to win this war. Two Slytherins, a pureblood and a halfblood would join with Gryffindor Blood Traitors and Mudbloods for the good of their future. They smiled at one another thinking of their freedom.
Freedom would come to them in many forms when they were free of their master and Hermione was their angel bringing it to them.
A/N: Hope you like it! We're getting into the plotting and the alliances now. We have some JP/HG going on, but now with Pettigrew's new mission they will need to be careful, can they withhold their affection while he is still their 'friend' or do they slip up and get caught? Have to wait for next chapter!
