Author's Note: So I was doing great with the updating and then it rather died… What can I say the real world got in the way? Then my friend wanted nothing more than a Sailor Moon femslash posted for her birthday so I was working on that. Now I am back with some fluffy yet smutty goodness. Within the next two chapters of course! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Give me a break!
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The week flew by. Tests, classes, and assignment seemed like nothing. Soon it was Friday evening and Draco could not find Mione anywhere. It was as if she had vanished off the face of the earth. Finally, the portrait of the founders spoke up and told them she had left with Mags for a meeting with Fudge and Dumbledore. So, he went down to dinner unaware that everyone's lives would be changed soon.
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"Damn it Fudge! I will not go into this with restrictions by yet another Ministry! The last time we did that we are the only ones who walked away. When this happens we do this OUR way." Snapped a furious Mags, her green eyes shooting fire at the Minister of Magic.
"Ms. Granger surely you see the validity of this request." Fudge asked appealing to her.
"Actually no I don't. I was there Mr. Fudge. I have been there since I was ten years old. Combined we have more field time than most of your Aurors. We WILL do this our way, so either join with us or get the hell out of our way." Hermione replied with quiet fury in her voice, she went to stand by her cousin.
Fudge sighed and sat down, "You two are sure about this? You can handle all of this."
Mags gave a wry chuckle, "Don't you know Mr. Fudge? This is our destiny."
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Dumbledore walked in late to dinner with Fudge and Mags and Mione. Mione went to the front with Dumbledore and smiled weakly at the students, "Hey there again everyone. I have some news. This has nothing to do with the War of the Houses. This is ministry business."
Dumbledore clapped his hands and waved everyone silent, "I would like to say that what Ms. Granger is about to say is of utmost importance to us all. And that what she is asking is completely voluntary." And with that he sat down and Mags came up in his place.
"Everyone, a dark time is coming. Not this year, or even next. It is coming quicker than anyone imagined. Even we are surprised. So, we need your help. Specifically that of the sixth and seventh years. We are back on active duty again. Which means…."
"Which means we need a squad. Fifteen of you. We are holding sign ups tonight and all day tomorrow. Please think about this and do not do it just because you think it will make you cool or whatever else you think. DO this because you need to! Once you are selected, it is final. Should you ever leave we cannot and will not take you back. So think on it and decide carefully." Mags finished and headed back to her seat.
Mione gave them another tired smile before she down next to Draco. She looked so tired. He reached over and held her hand, when she looked at him he smiled and whispered, "Everything will be okay."
She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder with a sigh, "Don't make promises you can't keep my dear Draco."
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After dinner, Mags ran out of the hall to avoid talking to Oliver about the announcement. She did not want him to say sign me up. She did not want him to say he wanted in on this. She wanted anywhere but here if that would keep him safe.
"Maggie Ann Granger Smythe! STOP RIGHT THERE!" he bellowed down the teachers' corridor. She skidded to a halt and looked at him. Bathed in torchlight, his dark eyes confused and worried that hair that always looked windblown. He was so handsome. And so sweet.
"Don't say it Oliver. Don't say it."
"Sign me up."
"Damn you!"
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THE next day they had 33 students sign up. Mags was grading papers in potions while Snape lead the lecture on defensive potions. To ward off curses and hexes and whatnot. Mags was going overt the list she and Hermione had been making, making sure no one was listed twice. Her fingers traced his name – Oliver Wood. Damn him for putting his name down. Damn him! Her eyes picked out other familiar names… Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Lavender Brown, both of the Patil sisters, Pansy Parkinson, Neville Long bottom, Blaise Zabini, and so many others. May they all make it through she thought. Glad for once that they had to eliminate people.
Mione looked up at Mags and smiles sadly. She was compiling the lists and making pone master list. How many times have they done this? Made lists of recruits to lead into battle only to watch them fall. Well, this time they had a year or so to get it, hopefully that would help.
Mags finished just as Snape did and started handing back the essays. She tried to say something good about each one as she did so. Her eyes twinkled as she handed one to Professor Snape, "You misspelled the name of the herb. But grand effort." Then she dismissed the class.
Draco pulled Hermione into their classroom after class and put his name on her sheet. Her eyes filled up.
"NO! Please Draco, it is enchanted so I cannot take it off but you can! Do not do this. You have nothing to prove."
"I have so much to prove, to others but to me as well. Besides, if I am not there who is going to take care of you?"
Her cinnamon colored eyes filled with tears, "Damn you for making me cry Draco Malfoy. I can't change your mind?"
"Nope."
"And you are one hundred percent sure."
"Yep."
"You really are loving the whole monosyllabic word thing aren't you?"
"Yup."
With that, she stuck her tongue out ant him as she hugged him so tightly he almost squeaked.
"Now what did I tell you about that tongue?"
She giggled softly and pulled him into a deep kiss. As if the world were ending…
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Mags stood staring at Oliver flying with his students. Over the snowy grounds. These first years were good! She had to hold him, had to tell him that she wanted him safe and not on the squad. Then give him the testing schedule for the tryouts. Then he landed and came over to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Trying to absorb him into her.
"Die on me and I will never forgive you." She whispered as she slipped a packet into his hands and darted off.
He looked down and saw the training packet he had seen so many students with. His eyes widened and his mouth set in a firm line. After all, if he wasn't there who was going to take care of her?
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AN: Smut will be the next chapter. I promise!