A/N: Sorry about delay, explanation at the end!
~ Sassy
*
Harry gently released her, and looked at her. 'You came.' He whispered, letting a hand caress her smooth cheek.
'I had to.' She said, taking the hand that was touching her cheek so gently in hers. He brought his hand with hers to his lips. 'I can't believe I found you!' she said, tears in her eyes.
Harry's eyes misted over, and he pulled her into another hug. He felt her warm tears seep into his shirt, and kissed her forehead. She stepped back and brushed her hair back with her hand. 'I probably look a mess.' She said ruefully, brushing dirt off her shirt.
Harry only smiled at her. 'You look beautiful.' He assured her. 'C'mon, let's grab a bite to eat.'
They headed over to the caterer's tent; hand-in-hand. Leading her to a table, Harry went to get some food.
'Blimey, is that Hermione?' said a voice.
Hermione turned around. 'Seamus?' she said.
'Come here, you.' He said, hugging her. 'Finally got here?' he said, sitting down.
'Yes.' Said Hermione.
'Well, you took your time doin' it. I tell you though, Harry never expected you to come. He was always talking about you.'
Hermione smiled.
'I'm glad you came. Maybe he can shut up reminiscing and let us go to sleep!'
'Real sensitive,' commented Harry, sitting down with drinks and a tray.
Seamus smirked. 'Hey, what I say is true!'
Just as Hermione bit into a crusty bun, a loud siren rang. Harry stood up immediately, blew her a kiss and ran out of the tent.
Heart pumping, Hermione raced to catch up with him. 'Wait, you idiot!' she yelled. Panting, she soon caught up with him. 'What was that?' she gasped.
'Another damn attack.' He growled. Hermione was startled for a sec. She had barely ever seen Harry so. . .vengeful. 'Down, down, down!' screamed a sergent. 'DOWN!' he bellowed.
Pulling Hermione down with him into a ditch, Harry gasped for breath, sinking to the ground.
'What is this?' said Hermione speaking loudly over the hexes being passed above.
'Welcome,' said Harry through gritted teeth, 'To the world of the Wizarding War. It's another raid where Death Eaters attack, and geez; they can get brutal.'
Hermione flinched at his words. Hugging her knees to her chest, she listened to the battle above before she fell into an uneasy sleep.
*
'Oh, my back.' Moaned Hermione straightening out. There was no one there. Startled, Hermione stood up and craned her neck above the ditch. There was silence everywhere. The Death Eaters had come and gone, leaving bodies scattered everywhere. Climbing out of the ditch, Hermione walked towards a man lying face down on the ground.
She turned him over, and smoothed back the silvery hair. It was Draco Malfoy. Hermione saw the Light side uniform on him not able to believe that he did defy his father. Malfoy stirred and winced when he tried to sit up.
His eyes were strangely unfocused but they snapped back into focus when his silver eyes met hers. 'Granger. . .' he croaked out.
'Shh. . .' she said reaching into her pockets. Pulling out a miniature first aid kit, she enlarged it to it's usual size and pulled out a white bandage.
She pulled up his shirt slightly and saw a deep gnash in his side. 'Oh, God.' She whispered. She wrapped the bandage around his side and tapped it briefly with her wand. The pained expression on Malfoy's face cleared, and taking Hermione's offered hand, he stood up unsteadily.
'Thanks, Granger.' He muttered not ungratefully.
'No problem.' Said Hermione softly, not bothering to correct her name, thereof. Escorting him to the Hospital Tent, she finally found him a bed and after a Sister attended to him, she got him a glass of water.
Sipping it slowly, he observed her with cool gray eyes. 'Heard about your marriage. Congratulations.'
'Are you. . .?'
'No. Don't want a wife.' Said Malfoy, propping himself on one arm. 'Guess muggle-borns aren't so bad, Granger.'
'Has your father turned his ways too?'
'Lucius?' Malfoy smirked. 'He disowned me. He's probably in that castle over there kissing Voldemort's arse. He could have killed me for what I did.'
'Sometimes, there isn't much you can do about your circumstances.' She said quietly.
'Sometimes there is.' Mused Malfoy. 'Hey, would you do me a favour?'
'All right,' said Hermione.
'Send my regards to Potter and Weasley. Just that. Regards from Malfoy.' He said. He extended a hand to her. 'Nice seeing you again.'
'Same here.' Said Hermione shaking his hand.
'Miss?' called a Sister. 'A Mr. Harry Potter wished to see you.'
Walking quickly, Hermione's heart sinking, she came up beside Harry's bed.
'Hello, sweetheart.' He said, panting slightly.
'Oh, God.' She whispered, looking down at his grotesquely mutilated arm.
'Don't worry.' He said. 'They'll amputate it soon.'
'You'll -' said Hermione weakly.
'I'm sure my wife would fix me up with another arm, though?' said Harry using his other hand to twirl a finger around her curls. 'As soon as we get out of this hole.'
Hermione bent down and kissed his forehead. 'And then we'll adopt Diana.' She said softly, close to him. (A/N: Somewhere along the line, Hermione told Harry about her, I just didn't write it in)
'And live happily ever after.' Harry breathed, closing his eyes.
Choking down a sob, she brushed his messy hair off his scar. 'Regards from Malfoy.' She whispered.
*
'Damn!' yelled a frustrated voice from the depths of the tent.
Hermione heard a crash, a dull thud and a loud, 'OW!' and lots of muttered cursing.
'All right in there?' she called.
'Bloody hell, Hermione.' Said Harry. 'This damn thing won't come on.' Struggling with one arm, he tried to pull his shirt.
'Don't worry.' Teased Hermione. 'I like it better this way.' She said, flicking his nose with her finger.
'Now isn't the time for teasing!' whined Harry. 'C'mon, 'Mione, please?'
Hermione sidled up to him slyly and kissed him quickly. Running a hand up his chest, she moved slowly to join the other at the back of his neck. He leant forward and kissed her slowly and softly, then pulled away to kiss her collarbone.
'Hermione.' He whispered. 'I'm meant to be a powerful wizard, you know? And yet you can make me do anything with your little finger.' He kissed her lips quickly and held her (with one arm) to him.
'Do you really want me to enchant you an arm?' said Hermione. 'Or would you like me to. . .'
Harry pointed to his arm vigorously.
'There's my question answered,' sighed Hermione.
'One up - Harry Potter.' Said Harry teasingly. 'Or maybe. . .'
A/N: And this is where I leave you! Sorry about the long delay, exams, homework, auditions, rehearsals - I am been up to my eyeballs in work, as well as suffering from writers-block.
If this isn't up to your satisfaction, I remind you, this is a plough for my writers-block!
Thanks for fabulous reviews and again, I'm sorry!
~ Sassy
~ Sassy
*
Harry gently released her, and looked at her. 'You came.' He whispered, letting a hand caress her smooth cheek.
'I had to.' She said, taking the hand that was touching her cheek so gently in hers. He brought his hand with hers to his lips. 'I can't believe I found you!' she said, tears in her eyes.
Harry's eyes misted over, and he pulled her into another hug. He felt her warm tears seep into his shirt, and kissed her forehead. She stepped back and brushed her hair back with her hand. 'I probably look a mess.' She said ruefully, brushing dirt off her shirt.
Harry only smiled at her. 'You look beautiful.' He assured her. 'C'mon, let's grab a bite to eat.'
They headed over to the caterer's tent; hand-in-hand. Leading her to a table, Harry went to get some food.
'Blimey, is that Hermione?' said a voice.
Hermione turned around. 'Seamus?' she said.
'Come here, you.' He said, hugging her. 'Finally got here?' he said, sitting down.
'Yes.' Said Hermione.
'Well, you took your time doin' it. I tell you though, Harry never expected you to come. He was always talking about you.'
Hermione smiled.
'I'm glad you came. Maybe he can shut up reminiscing and let us go to sleep!'
'Real sensitive,' commented Harry, sitting down with drinks and a tray.
Seamus smirked. 'Hey, what I say is true!'
Just as Hermione bit into a crusty bun, a loud siren rang. Harry stood up immediately, blew her a kiss and ran out of the tent.
Heart pumping, Hermione raced to catch up with him. 'Wait, you idiot!' she yelled. Panting, she soon caught up with him. 'What was that?' she gasped.
'Another damn attack.' He growled. Hermione was startled for a sec. She had barely ever seen Harry so. . .vengeful. 'Down, down, down!' screamed a sergent. 'DOWN!' he bellowed.
Pulling Hermione down with him into a ditch, Harry gasped for breath, sinking to the ground.
'What is this?' said Hermione speaking loudly over the hexes being passed above.
'Welcome,' said Harry through gritted teeth, 'To the world of the Wizarding War. It's another raid where Death Eaters attack, and geez; they can get brutal.'
Hermione flinched at his words. Hugging her knees to her chest, she listened to the battle above before she fell into an uneasy sleep.
*
'Oh, my back.' Moaned Hermione straightening out. There was no one there. Startled, Hermione stood up and craned her neck above the ditch. There was silence everywhere. The Death Eaters had come and gone, leaving bodies scattered everywhere. Climbing out of the ditch, Hermione walked towards a man lying face down on the ground.
She turned him over, and smoothed back the silvery hair. It was Draco Malfoy. Hermione saw the Light side uniform on him not able to believe that he did defy his father. Malfoy stirred and winced when he tried to sit up.
His eyes were strangely unfocused but they snapped back into focus when his silver eyes met hers. 'Granger. . .' he croaked out.
'Shh. . .' she said reaching into her pockets. Pulling out a miniature first aid kit, she enlarged it to it's usual size and pulled out a white bandage.
She pulled up his shirt slightly and saw a deep gnash in his side. 'Oh, God.' She whispered. She wrapped the bandage around his side and tapped it briefly with her wand. The pained expression on Malfoy's face cleared, and taking Hermione's offered hand, he stood up unsteadily.
'Thanks, Granger.' He muttered not ungratefully.
'No problem.' Said Hermione softly, not bothering to correct her name, thereof. Escorting him to the Hospital Tent, she finally found him a bed and after a Sister attended to him, she got him a glass of water.
Sipping it slowly, he observed her with cool gray eyes. 'Heard about your marriage. Congratulations.'
'Are you. . .?'
'No. Don't want a wife.' Said Malfoy, propping himself on one arm. 'Guess muggle-borns aren't so bad, Granger.'
'Has your father turned his ways too?'
'Lucius?' Malfoy smirked. 'He disowned me. He's probably in that castle over there kissing Voldemort's arse. He could have killed me for what I did.'
'Sometimes, there isn't much you can do about your circumstances.' She said quietly.
'Sometimes there is.' Mused Malfoy. 'Hey, would you do me a favour?'
'All right,' said Hermione.
'Send my regards to Potter and Weasley. Just that. Regards from Malfoy.' He said. He extended a hand to her. 'Nice seeing you again.'
'Same here.' Said Hermione shaking his hand.
'Miss?' called a Sister. 'A Mr. Harry Potter wished to see you.'
Walking quickly, Hermione's heart sinking, she came up beside Harry's bed.
'Hello, sweetheart.' He said, panting slightly.
'Oh, God.' She whispered, looking down at his grotesquely mutilated arm.
'Don't worry.' He said. 'They'll amputate it soon.'
'You'll -' said Hermione weakly.
'I'm sure my wife would fix me up with another arm, though?' said Harry using his other hand to twirl a finger around her curls. 'As soon as we get out of this hole.'
Hermione bent down and kissed his forehead. 'And then we'll adopt Diana.' She said softly, close to him. (A/N: Somewhere along the line, Hermione told Harry about her, I just didn't write it in)
'And live happily ever after.' Harry breathed, closing his eyes.
Choking down a sob, she brushed his messy hair off his scar. 'Regards from Malfoy.' She whispered.
*
'Damn!' yelled a frustrated voice from the depths of the tent.
Hermione heard a crash, a dull thud and a loud, 'OW!' and lots of muttered cursing.
'All right in there?' she called.
'Bloody hell, Hermione.' Said Harry. 'This damn thing won't come on.' Struggling with one arm, he tried to pull his shirt.
'Don't worry.' Teased Hermione. 'I like it better this way.' She said, flicking his nose with her finger.
'Now isn't the time for teasing!' whined Harry. 'C'mon, 'Mione, please?'
Hermione sidled up to him slyly and kissed him quickly. Running a hand up his chest, she moved slowly to join the other at the back of his neck. He leant forward and kissed her slowly and softly, then pulled away to kiss her collarbone.
'Hermione.' He whispered. 'I'm meant to be a powerful wizard, you know? And yet you can make me do anything with your little finger.' He kissed her lips quickly and held her (with one arm) to him.
'Do you really want me to enchant you an arm?' said Hermione. 'Or would you like me to. . .'
Harry pointed to his arm vigorously.
'There's my question answered,' sighed Hermione.
'One up - Harry Potter.' Said Harry teasingly. 'Or maybe. . .'
A/N: And this is where I leave you! Sorry about the long delay, exams, homework, auditions, rehearsals - I am been up to my eyeballs in work, as well as suffering from writers-block.
If this isn't up to your satisfaction, I remind you, this is a plough for my writers-block!
Thanks for fabulous reviews and again, I'm sorry!
~ Sassy