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Chapter Seven- In Which Hermione Must Explain the Meaning
Snape blasted open the door just as Ron fled up the steps. The older man was thoroughly confused now, but it didn't matter. Malfoy was already half way up the steps with his wand out. His rage was evident toward his (girlfriend's?) captor and Snape was beginning to wonder whether he should hurry as well. Lucius would not appreciate his son being placed in the jail cell next to him.
Meanwhile Draco broke down Ron's door with all the calmness he could muster. Having returned to this room to beat down the same SOB was not making him any happier. Especially since it was for the same reason as before. But he would not make the same mistake twice. He would kill Weasley this time and he would enjoy every second of it.
"Hermione I command you to protect yourself however you must in order that you may reach the safety of Professor Snape. Go now!"
Seeing him again made her heart quiver. She was finally safe, and he didn't have to tell her twice. She immediately grabbed her wand and made for Professor Snape who was standing right outside the room. Finding he could retrieve no information from her he commanded her to tell him of the curse and ended up reversing it. Freed from her mental imprisonment she immediately called out to her future husband.
//Draco? I was hoping you would figure it out! But please darling don't kill him, we have our children to think of, you want our daughters to have a father don't you?// He paused with his wand pointed at Ron's head. The Weasel was already bleeding profusely. He supposed he could hand him over to Snape and push for an arrest. //Are you sure, I am willing to for your honor.// There was humor in his tones, but she knew that if she gave the word he would do it for her.
"Draco? Take me home."
Professor Snape watched them embrace pensively before turning to Weasley and tying him up. He would have never imagined the dream team would turn on itself. He wondered if Potter had been caught up in this as well. 'One can always hope' he thought wickedly. The boy was so meddlesome he had surely listened to Weasley's plan.
"You may take her . . . to wherever 'home' is, but rest assured the Headmaster will want an explanation. I would suggest you both get your story straight before . . . well whatever else you teenagers do. Goodnight." He said curtly.
They waited for Ron to be taken away, thankfully unconscious, before Draco scooped Hermione up in his arms and led the way to the dungeons. Not a word was said until he came to the spot where they had first made initial contact. He had wanted to push her away to protect her, and look where it had gotten him. //You don't deserve an imbecile like me. You deserve an honest, kind, loving man that can give you whatever you want. Not someone who will always live in fear of loving too much, or getting too comfortable. You want a good father for your children, one that will guide them, but not lead them or try, to the darker side of magic. All this I cannot give you and yet . . . you never cease loving me, not even in the future.//
"Oh Draco, when will you ever learn? The bond showed us the future so that we could fix our present. We are happy together, we have children, and you are content. Did you not feel the honesty, the kindness, the love we shared? Did you not feel yourself at ease? I realized something that night. That ease, it is what I can give to you."
Chapter Seven- In Which Hermione Must Explain the Meaning
Snape blasted open the door just as Ron fled up the steps. The older man was thoroughly confused now, but it didn't matter. Malfoy was already half way up the steps with his wand out. His rage was evident toward his (girlfriend's?) captor and Snape was beginning to wonder whether he should hurry as well. Lucius would not appreciate his son being placed in the jail cell next to him.
Meanwhile Draco broke down Ron's door with all the calmness he could muster. Having returned to this room to beat down the same SOB was not making him any happier. Especially since it was for the same reason as before. But he would not make the same mistake twice. He would kill Weasley this time and he would enjoy every second of it.
"Hermione I command you to protect yourself however you must in order that you may reach the safety of Professor Snape. Go now!"
Seeing him again made her heart quiver. She was finally safe, and he didn't have to tell her twice. She immediately grabbed her wand and made for Professor Snape who was standing right outside the room. Finding he could retrieve no information from her he commanded her to tell him of the curse and ended up reversing it. Freed from her mental imprisonment she immediately called out to her future husband.
//Draco? I was hoping you would figure it out! But please darling don't kill him, we have our children to think of, you want our daughters to have a father don't you?// He paused with his wand pointed at Ron's head. The Weasel was already bleeding profusely. He supposed he could hand him over to Snape and push for an arrest. //Are you sure, I am willing to for your honor.// There was humor in his tones, but she knew that if she gave the word he would do it for her.
"Draco? Take me home."
Professor Snape watched them embrace pensively before turning to Weasley and tying him up. He would have never imagined the dream team would turn on itself. He wondered if Potter had been caught up in this as well. 'One can always hope' he thought wickedly. The boy was so meddlesome he had surely listened to Weasley's plan.
"You may take her . . . to wherever 'home' is, but rest assured the Headmaster will want an explanation. I would suggest you both get your story straight before . . . well whatever else you teenagers do. Goodnight." He said curtly.
They waited for Ron to be taken away, thankfully unconscious, before Draco scooped Hermione up in his arms and led the way to the dungeons. Not a word was said until he came to the spot where they had first made initial contact. He had wanted to push her away to protect her, and look where it had gotten him. //You don't deserve an imbecile like me. You deserve an honest, kind, loving man that can give you whatever you want. Not someone who will always live in fear of loving too much, or getting too comfortable. You want a good father for your children, one that will guide them, but not lead them or try, to the darker side of magic. All this I cannot give you and yet . . . you never cease loving me, not even in the future.//
"Oh Draco, when will you ever learn? The bond showed us the future so that we could fix our present. We are happy together, we have children, and you are content. Did you not feel the honesty, the kindness, the love we shared? Did you not feel yourself at ease? I realized something that night. That ease, it is what I can give to you."