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The longest day -Part 2

Real Heroes

Lucius was sure this was Bella, who could tell how long ago had this happen? Maybe right at the Battle, using dark magic she had left in place on her sister. There was Dark magic practiced long ago when a relative would take over their kin's body, one that had just died, or one alive. This was done to avoid later capture, or if your body had died.

She would had to use a body with affinity to her. He heard she had killed Nymphadora, maybe her intention was to take over her niece's body after the battle, if they lost. However after being killed by Molly, she had taken over a live body already prepared for her, Cissy's body. You could not occupy another dead body.

"So what was it; what did I tell you?" Lucius asked again, he needed to know. Camellia was panting softly, giving him hope.

"About my parents thinking I was a virgin," Narcissa answered.

"Ah, Cissy, at least it is you inside your body, stop this madness." Lucius told her, looking at L'roy perched right above them, and he lowered his head slightly.

L'roy hesitated, that was the Mistress, but he owed perfect loyalty to Lucius, and the giant owl descended upon the witch. L'roy knocked the wand with his claws, and then grabbed her by the shoulders.

Lucius picked up her wand and pulled his out. Camellia jumped from the chair in full attack mode.

"All she told me was how much she loved me, and how glad that it was her, who I had chosen, instead of you. I can feel you inside Narcissa." Lucius was sad.

"You are wrong, Narcissa is no longer here, and she is dead. I traded bodies with her. She is gone, and if what I heard is right and you are going into the veil, she won't be able to come back, her body is still alive." She cackled again.

"So if I killed you, could I bring her back?" Lucius asked.

Bella-Narcissa seemed scared. "You wouldn't do that. You are a spineless wizard. And who is to tell that she would want you." She had a nasty mien, which made Lucius mad for not recognizing the difference before.

Her hand went to her hair, and she pulled another wand. "A—"she started casting but Lucius reflexes were faster, and he knew she had to die.

Hence, Lucius whispered an old hex, only known to his family. And before anything else happened, Camellia was at her throat, tearing up her main arteries; blood splattered all over the place.

"Camellia, nooo," Lucius screamed, he didn't want the good dog to be a killer even if it was for his protection.

Camellia all confused jumped back and started licking Lucius, as if in an apology, and also howled in sorrow. Perhaps, she had done something really bad.

However, being in the brink of death didn't stop the mad witch. Her wand was still in her hand, life was leaving her, but even then, she continued with her curse.

"Aveda K—"

This is when L'roy intervened, well knowing this would earn him his death, he opened his beak, and a stream of hot fire surrounded the witch, after a few horrible screams, it was all over. Only a puddle of hot dust remained, and the traces of charred flesh. It was a form of Fyend Fire.

L'roy apologized to Lucius, 'Forgive me my liege, she had to die. She would have never left you alone. And you must also forgive me for being careless. When I heard her telling you about spies, I realized it is the medallion. The one she gave me as a gift before she left. I should have known better.'

"Forget it L'roy, she would have found a way to spy on us. And you little one, you did fine, it is not your fault." He told Camellia who was trembling, only one head, and her muzzle full of blood. He scourgified her.

"You two are heroes, you saved my life, and I will take it all upon myself. Now, I need to find Draco and Hermione; they must be careful; the Lestrange brothers must be close by. Poor Cissy, I wonder if she is there, she should come back. But then I cannot marry the young witch, and if so, only Draco and Hermione can go in. Or I can marry the young witch, Cissy is dead, and she will understand."

Lucius was in quandary, he had not loved Narcissa, at least it no longer felt like it. Theirs was an arranged marriage but he was the faithful one, even if others believe otherwise.

Narcissa was a good witch, that wasn't the problem; she loved another wizard and one several years younger than Lucius, his best friend, Severus Snape. He had to read the documents, there was something there that warranted a closer look. If Cissy was brought back, nobody needed to find out about this.

He looked at the time, nearly 8:30. They should be leaving the house now, and as it was, he was going to need to call the Aurors; the leftover magic would reach the Ministry; what a mess. For now he put the area in stasis.

He turned around when he heard someone behind. It was Drexel; Lucius told him what had transpired. Dexel ran outside, and put fresh dirt, and a powder on top of the ashes. "The magic will be contained for one day at most, it might give you time to find a solution." Lucius agreed.

"Dexel, Mipzy, take the girl she is a little upset, maybe a chicken breast with herbs and wild rice?" Camellia beat her tail weakly, the chicken was fine, but she had hurt a human.

"Ah, L'roy may have two, okay, make it three biscuits of the ones Miss Granger left in her room." At this Camellia beat the tail a little harder, a biscuit might get her strength back. She had killed for a good cause; it was her job.

"Two for Camellia as well." A soft woof from Camellia told him he had guessed right.

He needed to find Draco and Hermione, and he prayed they would be safe. Who would have thought, now that he thought back, the boy, Harry, must have been a virgin and the nasty witch needed him to cement her soul into the new body. Poor lad, the Weasley boy was certainly tainted by proximity, they both needed special healing. No wonder Harry wasn't doing well. He needed to keep that part quiet, at least until the young witch was his. All was fair in love and war, besides he was still a Slytherin. That's life.

The Traveler

Henri Malfoy, 28 years old, was happy to see the daylight. He wasn't quite sure where he had been with his ride, and he was certain he wouldn't get an answer. They were in Europe already, but he didn't know where since there were way up in the sky. He pulled his old fashioned pocket watch, magical of course. The watch told him, "You could look the time yourself, open me."

Henri grinned, "Nah, you tell me."

"It is 9:15. And before you ask, you will be at your cousin's house in less than three hours." The sassy voice told him.

Henri was gloating, thinking about Bracky, no Draco, Miss Granger might not appreciate his nickname for Draco. And what if she wouldn't accept him or his cousins. Maybe she loved Draco; he was a handsome devil. He grimaced, face it, all Malfoy looked exceptionally well. It was their elven blood.

"Sari," he asked his ride, "do you think I look better than Draco?"

'Yes sir, nobody looks as good as you. Don't fret. Change your clothes before you get there. When your cousin send the nasty Owl to get me, your mother sent you the wedding ring. It is in one the side bags along with the robes your mother sent. She must be on the way.' She spoke inside his head as usual.

Draco's Temptation

Manors employees aren't your average bear.

Draco and Hermione were riding with Axiom. Hermione had noticed that Axiom didn't have feet, and wore a kind of prosthesis.

"Axiom, this is my fiancée, Miss Hermione Granger. As my father told you, she is going to the new Mistress. Hermione, here is Axiom. His five brothers work for the Manor. They come from the Malfoy Island. There are only a few left of their kind. They are not here all year, they come in three's. They have three wives for the six brothers, and 25 children. You will find out more at a later time. Axiom could you smile for my love." Draco smiled, and she made an annoyed sound.

"My pleasure," Axiom was neither handsome, nor ugly. The word would be different; he was awe inspiring. He was broad of shoulders, his hair wavy, his features carved in stone. The eyes were nearly colorless and very large, his eyelashes were so long as to appear unnatural, and his hands were very large. His hair, was not really hair, it was more like goats wool, thin and shinny and in several shades from white to charcoal. She looked at his legs, they were bowed, they were animal legs, and his teeth, they were sharp and scary looking. Looking at him closer he had no facial hair, strange, his lips were very dark color, nearly dark brown, and his ears, she couldn't see them, and they were hidden under all the hair.

"Axiom do you eat meat?" She had no idea why she had asked that inane question, the teeth probably made her. Draco had to press his lips tight not to laugh.

"Of course not, flesh is foul. My teeth are tools; we use them are for crafts and for self-defense," he took off a glove, to show her his long sharp nails, "Same as my nails, but you have nothing to fear with us around. "

"There princess, half is man and his legs are of a goat, great for climbing and you see the slight hump in his back, folded wings, very handy to get out of a tight spot. To top it all he has the strength of maybe ten men. He might be stronger than Hagrid," Hermione had never heard of such a being, neither she had read about owls like L'roy; or for that matter pooches like Camellia.

"We are stronger than Hagrid; in combat with Giants, we have won many times. We have some natural magic, mostly we can move fast between spaces, call it an apparition of sorts, it happens when we fly. I would say that our defining trait is our gift with plants and tending to the animal kingdom, we heal both with our touch. We are at your service Miss Granger, but our loyalty lies with the house of Malfoy." He smiled politely, and bowed with his fist on his chest, and Hermione liked him immediately. She did feel safe with him around. Besides he was sexy.

"Draco if Henri got here on time; we need to think, we could get more people out." Hermione had a longer list.

Draco tightened his lips, "No need to think about it; he won't, he is too far away. He is an idiot."

Hermione rolled her eyes and said nothings else. But she kept her mind opened, something told her, she should.

In their way to the constables, they both fell asleep in each others arms. Draco gave her a peck as he faded out in seconds, his plans for naughtiness were overcome by fatigue, and by the potion they had taken earlier.

At the station, and Draco's loose lips

When they arrived at the station, Dudley Dursley had already bailed them out. They just came out of the car when because they met them at the parking lot. Dudley was driving a large van; it belonged to the company he now owned as announced on the signage, "Call Dursley's Software Wizards- Software Development. Our results are just magical." She remembered Dudley was found to have magic; something had halted it until recently.

They all looked awful, looking at them, Hermione felt a smidgen sorry. Apparently falling sleep outside in very cold weather wasn't the best for you. `

"I am sorry Hermione, " the truants spoke at the same time."What are you doing with Malfoy?" They also asked together.

"Kingsley sent us to get you both. How much do we owe you?" Draco asked Dudley, assuming he had paid the fine.

"The name is Dudley Dursley, and the right sum is 120 hundred galleons," Dudley answered. "I paid in Sterling around 5,000, but I am dating one of Harry's acquaintances. Miss Bones, Susanne Bones. It is hard for me to get Galleons. We will be engaged next month, I was planning to invite Hermione, you are invited as well."

"Thanks, I am Draco Malfoy, and I'm sure you have heard all sort of jealous lies from our estimated boy-who-is-in-big-trouble." He addressed Harry directly, just to see him get angry. Hermione and Dudley smiled.

Dudley wasn't chubby any more. Vernon had died of a heart attack a few months before the war. During their hiding, Petunia had changed a lot. She had looked Harry out and begged for forgiveness. Apparently Vernon was a scary man who had fed drugs to his wife and child for years. After he died, they were both terribly ill, and at Mungo's they were told they were going through cold turkey potion withdraw.

They found the "drugs'. They were potions supplied by Dumbledore; he had wanted Harry to grow unloved and mistreated. It was for the greater good, an attempt to make him dependent on Albus, and afraid to make his own decisions. This knowledge further enraged Harry. Though, finally, he forgave Albus, what was the sense of hating someone who was dead. Hermione now remembered the story; it was tragic in more ways than one. She missed Dumbledore, but the old wizard had caused such havoc with his biased and one-sided decisions. He might have been responsible for the entire tragedy.

"My mother married Fenrir Greyback's cousin, she met him during the war celebrations a couple years ago, and that is when I had to move out." Dudley was telling Hermione, who didn't know any of these events.

"Why did you? What happened?" Asked Hermione as the walked towards Dudley's parking space.

"Hmm, they were too loud, and you cannot imagine how very embarrassing is to hear your mother scream "Go wolfie, harder." Agh, bloody hell, that is bad enough, but I wished to be deaf at, "Gods you are big ...Please howl, it makes me hot, and so on." It was the, "Darling no chewing on my knickers no matter how delicious." That one did it, it was just too gross. The next day the visual was making me dread to be around my mother. It was horrible to see all the bites and scratches all over her. "

He told the story to Draco and Hermione, as he shuddered, and everyone had to laugh; well everyone was laughing hard, to include Dudley. Hermione had to dry the tears around her eyes.

It wasn't over, his story that was.

"Just last week she called me. I was in a board meeting, she was excited and I could hear howls in the back, and happy barking, I didn't ask, I, now, have a new policy, old wisdom, 'Ignorance is bliss.'"

"Yup," Draco agreed," my sympathy goes to you."

"Thanks, so, she told me, "Darling, I will soon have to re-marry, and you will give me away. I am sort of pregnant. The healer says there are two pups." How can she be 'sort of pregnant,' and how could she call the babies pups?" It was easy to hear in his voice that Dudley was mortified, however it did not stop the raucous laughter, he had them all in stitches from laughing so hard.

"Yup, nobody feels sorry for me when I tell them my sorrows. My mother doesn't even look like my mom; she wears her hair down, revealing clothes, and scarves to cover all her bites. My tragedy is a comedy; I am now a standing comedian. Oh well, I must be okay; Susan loves to hear me telling her all, about Mom and Wolfy, and it has gotten me the girl." They were at the van.

"It was good seeing you Dudley." Hermione and Draco shook his hand, and she turned to face her 'two boys,' "take Miss Kingsley back to her home or should we drive her? Hermione's face didn't give them any room for questioning. Surprisingly Ron came by the tall thin witch.

Vanessa Kingsley, apparently Kingsley had adopted her, had a beautiful complexion. Her skin was clear, and the color of gold; her eyes were not the same color, one was brown, and the other one aqua; her long hair came down to her waist in cascades of gold and red. She was not a beautiful woman, but she was exotic and unforgettable.

"I want to bring her myself, I promised Kingsley earlier." Ron rolled his eyes.

"Ok, make sure you are home this evening, I might call you," she told them, "It is nothing important, okay?

"Yes sure," both answered at the same time; the moment Draco decided to wrap his arms around her waist, and he announced, to Hermione's horror, "Do you see this ring around her finger?" He lifted her hand. Of course, they all came and looked with their faces registering total incomprehension.

"Granger and I are engaged, we will be tying the knot any day, and we will soon be setting the date, expect an owl with an invite very soon." He announced with a mentally challenged peacock's pride. Hermione lifted her foot and kicked him hard on the shin.

He didn't even flinch. "I was prepared, protection charm around my body, last for a few minutes."

The boys appeared to have been dipped in a whitening solution, and their lips were rather green.

"You are kidding, right Hermione?" They both asked at the same time.

"Ahmm," she mumbled, "we will talk later, we need to get going. Harry, I will be by Grimmauld later, I left a few things there I need to pick up. I will let myself in, okay?" It was time to make an effort, in order to change the runaway train's direction.

"You may come, but leave lover boy home," was Harry's curt answer; his lips held tight, his arms crossed in front of him, glasses skewed, and a slight red glow shone inside his eyes.

"I cannot, my mother asked him to be with me at all times. She is afraid and don't ask; I will tell you all later. Please go now." Hermione lied with a grace to be coveted by any Slytherin.

Vanessa Kingsley diffused the situation, "Please let's go, otherwise, my mother is going to send me back to my grandparents."

They said a terse goodbye, as Draco intensified his hold. Hermione was mad at him, but she liked his tall, muscular body behind her. It was rather comforting, regardless. She was falling in love.