Ohh. I'm sorry. Been so busy lately. This was done in a bit of a rush
and well it's just getting things set up so it's a bit slow. I hope it
helps a little bit for those who miss the romance and intimacy. I'm still
working on that.
The song is dolphin's cry by Live.
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Hogwarts was busy. There was no other way of putting it. Students were studying hard; Quidditch practice had never been so intense. Teachers were piling on the homework and everyone was trying to keep up with life in general. Why? Simple, their families were coming and none of them was ready to leave a bad impression on them. Not even the Slytherin's.
There was less than two days till everyone arrived, muggle and pureblood and everyone were nervous. Hermione, Draco, Harry and even Ron hadn't been so nervous in a while. According to Medea, Deo had discussed something very special with Dumbledore and it was arranged for the families and the students.
Unfortunately no one knew what it was. Not even the teachers. Well not to exclude Medea who had head locked her brother one morning when she'd sensed his secret and had made him tell her. Unfortunately for Draco and Hermione she would not say a word. Only giggle a little when it was all mentioned.
The two heads were constantly checking halls and inspecting everything along with the teachers. The school had to be spotless. This of course gave flinch more reason to assign detention to the students who accidentally messed things up.
Harry was dreading it. He really didn't' want his aunt and uncle there. Especially not his cousin but it was going to happen anyway, Medea had insisted but Sirus had also been told to come and it lightened his mood. For now though he needed to talk to Hermione. He hated her angry with him and he had decided it was time to talk to her. To tell her what was going on before things got out off hand and just in case, just in case his operation went wrong.
"Hermione." He called out as she walked with Ashleigh and Sebastian to the library. She turned and looked at him curiously. Her anger had subdued after learning about what was going on. Even Ashleigh looked happy to see him. Her bright blue eyes seemed to glimmer at seeing him. Sebastian on the other hand did what he did with any male that came near HIS mother. He scowled.
"Potter." Ashleigh cried out pointing gleefully. It appeared she was very good at talking but wasn't very good at walking. On the other hand Sebastian couldn't stop moving around but was very quiet and had a bit of trouble speaking.
"Hi Ashleigh." He said holding the baby pram. Hailey's eyes lit up at seeing the Malfoy girl. The two girls reached out and started their own little conversation.
Sebastian seemed content to look at his sister's babble but finally got bored and started pulling on her hair. Hailey had started pushing at him to leave her alone.
"A true Gryfinndor." Hermione commented. "Defending others no matter what."
"Yeah." Harry said. They watched as the children kept babbling and arguing. It seemed both girls weren't pleased that the Slytherin baby had started being a bit abusive.
Harry looked up at Hermione and watched as she stared at her children. He honestly knew now he'd lost any chance at being anything but her friend. In his conscious mind he understood that and he could accept that.
"Harry."
"Hermione."
They looked at each other and smiled slightly. Harry took a deep breath and started to talk.
"Hermione I, I wanted to talk to you. About what happened. About what's going on and most importantly I really wanted to apologize."
"Harry you don't have to apologize." She said softly as they sat down in the library.
"I do." He protested. "I don't know what happened Hermione. I really don't. It was like I was gone. It wasn't' me anymore it was someone else."
"I know." She said. He shook his head.
"No Hermione you don't understand. It wasn't me. I was gone. It was as if I'd died an evil had taken over me. I can't tell you how sorry I am for hurting you. Even if it was Malfoy I shouldn't have, I mean I could have, I could have killed him Hermione. I don't like him that much but I didn't' want to kill him."
"Harry." Hermione hissed. "I know ok."
"But." Hermione raised her hand and gave him her best I'm-in-charge look and he quieted. No one ever messed with Hermione Granger when she was like that.
"Harry I know what's going on. I was hurt, I won't lie, you hurt Draco and yes you could have killed him but Harry I understand. It's still no excuse but I comprehend better. You're my best friend Harry and I know deep inside you thought you were protecting me."
Harry stared at her for a moment and took a deep breath "I'm sorry, I was a jerk to you. I think the fame got to my head, Malfoy was right. I was the one to hurt you not him." He said with a sad smile. Hermione smiled slowly and bent over and hugged him. Harry hugged her tightly and shuddered slightly.
"It's ok." She said. She could sense his fear faintly and was so hard to stay angry with him. He must have felt so lost an alone knowing that this was inside of him. Knowing that maybe it wouldn't be Voldemort to end his life but the people they were trying to protect.
Sebastian let out a sound that startled the two teens. They looked at the baby prams and saw him staring at his mother with jealous eyes. His arms were outstretched for her to pick him up and he was giving Harry what resembled a Malfoy glare.
"I think he doesn't like me." He said grinning. Hermione snorted and lifted up her son. He happily cuddled in her arms and made sure Harry saw that Hermione was HIS mother and he tolerated his father's affections to her only because he was his father.
"He doesn't like anyone who slightly resembles a male. Except Draco but only because he knows he's his daddy. Isn't that right sweetie?"
Sebastian cooed and cuddled up closer to Hermione. Harry looked over at Hailey and Ashleigh who seemed content to play with each other in the prams.
"Well I see you've made up." They both turned around and saw Ginny and Ron standing at the library doors. Two of Ron's boys were toddling beside their 'aunt' and the other one was in Ron's arms.
Hermione smiled at him. They had all been so distant since this all started but now she needed her friends back. She missed her friends. She'd talked to Draco about it and he'd insisted she talk to them. He had said he didn't' want her to be a hermit and spend all the time in their common room, especially when he wasn't there.
"I suppose so." She said. He grinned at her and they all sat at the table at the library with their children all blabbering around on the floor. Unfortunately for Hermione and Ron their boys didn't want to stay still.
Things seemed to be getting back to normal. Life seemed less complicated but was it really?
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Hermione sat at her desk the day before her parents would be coming in. She was studying hard and she'd made sure to put the twins to bed early. Her breasts were still swollen from the breast-feeding and she had to wonder if Draco had been wrong.
Her swollen chest was firm and full of milk. She was amazed at how easy it was to breast feed her children after only a short time when her mother had always told her it had taken her months to get her to breast feed properly.
She let her hair down and ran her hand through it roughly. She was tense and was missing Draco terribly. He'd been so busy lately that he hadn't even had time to sleep normally with her. He'd come in at very late hours from Quidditch practice and would just flop down on the couch exhausted.
It was now nine a clock on a Friday. She looked at her watch and sighed. He probably wouldn't be back till eleven or twelve. Like most nights.
She'd spent the last two days Harry and Ron to make up for lost time and had learned a few new things about the situation they were all in. It seemed Medea had more contacts than she originally let them know, both in the wizard world and the muggle world.
She'd arranged it so Harry would have his operation and be back in recovery as quickly as possible before anyone could suspect. It had also been arranged that Sirus would be staying with him.
Hermione was glad. He'd be safe at least. The only thing that they could do now was hope for the best. She got up and went into Draco's room. She'd moved most of her things into that room and had gotten used to sleeping there.
Ashleigh and Sebastian were sleeping soundly and she made sure they were warm enough. It was getting cold and she made sure to keep the window closed.
Changing into a pair of silk red shorts and a matching button up shirt, she laid down on the green covers.
Her hair became a fan around her head as she sighed deeply. She started to think what she was to Draco. Was she his girlfriend? Was she just his lover? Did she honestly mean anything to him as he said she did?
Suddenly she felt something slide up her leg. She jolted up and saw a red colored rose being dragged up her left leg. She gasped and frowned when the person started laughing.
"Draco." She hissed as he flopped onto the bed. His Quidditch pants still on but he wore no shirt.
"The look on your face was priceless. Anyone would have thought you were getting mugged or raped." He said with an innocence she could barely resist.
"Well what if I was?" She protested sitting up rigidly.
"Impossible. No one knows the passwords to these rooms but Dumbledore McGonagoll and Snape and I surely doubt that any of the three are wishing to either mug or rape you." He said matter-of-factly.
She frowned and stared at him, crossing her arms over her swollen chest. He smirked and pulled her down on top of him. She let out a squeal as he pressed himself against her body.
"My artwork." He whispered. "So full of life and energy. I could stare at you all day and be satisfied. Your skin."
He ran his hand down her legs feeling the softness and silky feel of them. She shivered slightly at his cool gentle touch.
"The way you smell." He continued pulling her close inhaling the smell of her hair and flesh. "So sweet, just like a berry."
He kept running his hands up and down her torso. Her skin had little goose bumps from the electric touches, Her lips yearned to feel his and it was becoming very hard to resist. He eyes were glazed with desire and lust as he started to unbutton her shirt. Exposing the pale shade of her stomach and chest.
"You're body is that of a goddess, round, soft but firm all at the same time." He unbuttoned the shirt completely and sat her up on his lap. Her breasts hidden by the offending material, he smirked and pulled it down by the arms.
Her body was now bare to his demanding touches as he pulled her back down and started rubbing his hands up and down her back.
Running his fingertips and the tips of his nails against her shoulder blades causing her to let out throaty moans.
"Draco." She purred. He growled in response and flipped her onto her back. She gasped but sank into the bed feeling a familiar instinct inside of her. This was her mate; this was her master and anything he desired she would give.
This was the man who made her, sculpted her. She remembered the day she'd seen him working on his project, the way his hands traveled up and down the clay. She was that clay and right now his hands were doing the exact same thing, carving and molding her.
Her hands drowned themselves in his luxurious hair as he kissed down her neck. His tongue flickered against the hollow of her throat and she let out another loud moan.
His hands were pressed against her ribcage as he lifted himself to stare at her. His eyes were dark and full of sexuality Hermione knew all too well.
He returned to her neck and nuzzled against hers as he pulled her shorts down a little bit. His teasing earned him a chain of whimpers and mewls. Her nails were starting to dig into the back of his neck and he let out a rough growl at the pain. He loved it when he expressed her desires like this.
He started to get angry at the clothes. She was wearing too many, he was wearing to many. He wanted to be skin to skin with her. Not have anything between them.
He started to strip the rest of her clothes away. Exposing the rest of her pale skin. She was shivering in excitement as he pulled her shorts down all the way. He started kissing down her torso until he got to her bellybutton. He licked and gently sucked around it and got onto his knees stripping away his clothes until they were both naked in front of each other.
Placing both arms over her head he gently kissed her neck and thrust inside her. He wanted to relish this as long as he could. He'd been away for too long and now he needed her, wanted her, wanted to love her in the one way he knew he could.
The way you're bathed in light
Reminds me of that night
God laid me down into your rose garden of trust
And I was swept away
With nothing' left to say
Some helpless fool
Yeah I was lost in a swoon of peace
You're all I need to find
So when the time is right
Come to me sweetly, come to me
Come to me
Hermione's legs wrapped themselves around him as he moved within her. She was gasping and holding back the cries she wanted to let out so badly but couldn't for fear she'd wake up the children.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
His lips were on hers. His hands were holding hers above her head until he couldn't hold it back anymore. He had to touch her. He let go and her arms found their way to his back, digging and clawing in pleasure.
Their skins were covered in a film of sweat as their motion became faster, their breathing heavier and the passion between them was a strong as the flames of the flickering candles.
Oh yeah, we meet again
It's like we never left
Time in between was just a dream
did we leave this place?
This crazy fog surrounds me
You wrap your legs around me
All I can do to try and breathe
Let me breathe so that I
So we can go together
"I love you." He whispered into her ear. She gasped as he hit a sweet spot inside of her as he sucked on her earlobe. Kissing his neck feverishly she pulled him closer.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
"I love you too." She gasped out kissing him passionately and desperately. "I'll always love you, no matter where I go or what happens. Always."
Life is like a shooting star
It don't matter who you are
If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time
We are lost 'til we are found
This phoenix rises up from the ground
And all these wars are over
He stared into her chocolate eyes with what seemed to be desperation. A need for an answer to a question maybe he didn't understand himself. "Promise?"
His grip on her body tightened as he asked. His eyes were filled with his love for her. Her doubts no longer existed. He did love her, want her, need her and would miss her when she'd be gone.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
"I swear it." She let out as he held back the scream of pleasure. He held her tightly and let himself go, moaning and grunting into her neck as he gripped her even tighter than before.
Life is like a shooting star
It don't matter who you are
If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time
We are lost 'til we are found
This phoenix rises up from the ground
And all these wars are over
Kissing her roughly and passionately he started to slow down. Their bodies sated with pleasure they just needed each other now. She had promised to never forget him and he had expressed his love for her. Nothing else mattered right now, only each other.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
He didn't even bother to move from her body. He couldn't even if he'd wanted to, needing to stay as close to her as possible he rested his head on her chest as he had done the first time he'd tasted her body, her senses and her desire for him.
Hermione lay back on the bed running her hands gently over his hair. She loved him and he loved her. Nothing could take that away.
They both started to fall asleep and didn't notice the change outside. The wind had started to stir and the animals that ventured it he dark forest seemed a bit restless. Something was coming and no one would be prepared for what was to come.
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Lucius sat in the carriage with his wife. She looked pale but her eyes shone with anticipation.
"Stop that you twit." He commanded. Her eyes immediately sobered and she looked down. "You'd think your family has done enough damage now they have us do this. I'll check on my son when it pleases me."
"But it's for his good." She protested. He lifted his hand to strike her but she ducked down a little and he returned it to his lap.
"You will not speak back to me like that again Narcissa." He commanded. Her eyes were full of anguish now. Where had her husband gone? Had he ever existed at all? She couldn't remember a time he was truly nice to her, she couldn't remember a time he treated her like his wife instead of some play thing he picked off a muggle street.
She started to remember the times he'd come home with a woman on his arm. Taking her to their bedroom and Narcissa was left to sleep in the guest rooms or the nursery where her darling Draco slept.
Her son was her only light now, how many children did she loose because of Lucius. When he was angry he'd attack her, beat her down and she'd miscarry. He had never even asked why she'd bleed.
Medea had come to the manor and she had watched as her young niece defended her. How she defended her son, why couldn't she do it? Why couldn't she protect herself and her reason for living?
"We're here. Don't mingle with the half or muggles. Disgusting, and don't talk with Draco. He isn't worthy of anyone talking or associating with him at the moment."
"But." she protested but silenced and got out of the carriage.
Her eyes remained dull until she saw the commotion going around. All the families of the students were there, holding their luggage and looking franticly for their children or grandchildren.
Lucius moved away from her, spotting some of his death eater companions and she was left alone with the house elf and their luggage.
"You look sad, I would think you'd be happy to see your only son." A male's voice was heard from behind her. She turned around instantly recognizing the voice.
"Sirius." She said softly. She remembered him from their time in Hogwarts but also because of her brief friendship with him in their sixth and seventh year before she was married.
"It's been a long time Narcissa." He said hugging her gently. She hugged him back and hoped Lucius hadn't noticed.
"Yes it has. I heard you were cleared from the charges. I was so glad to hear that." She said looking into his dark eyes.
"So am I, believe me. Now I can take care of Harry and get some of my life back." He said grinning. "I see you're still married." He said looking at her ring. Was that a bit of anguish in his eyes she saw? No it must have been her imagination.
"Yes, still married." She said with what she hoped was a pleasant grin. "You've come to see your children?"
"Only Harry." He said laughing. "No other children."
"Oh I'm sorry. I just assumed" He hushed her with a soft press to her lips. She blushed and looked down.
"It's all right. You here to see Draco?" She nodded. "Still your one and only."
"Yes. We uh never decided to have more children."
He gave her a dark look of knowing but let it slide. Lucius was still talking to his fellow death eaters and took no notice of Narcissa and what she did.
"Why are you still married to him Narcissa? I know that it hasn't' been roses and candlelight dinners." He suddenly said after a long moment of silence.
"How would you know?" She said flustered. No her marriage had been anything but roses and candlelight dinners. It had been quite the opposite.
"Because I know you." He said softly in her ear. She blushed even more and turned away.
"I have to go. Lucius will want to see me." She lied walking over to her husband. She loved Lucius. No matter what he did to her, she loved him that's why she stayed with him. Wasn't it?
"Narcissa" He called out but she didn't' turn. Sirius couldn't say anything to her. Her mind believed it and her heart tried so hard. No she loved Lucius. Then why did she feel so miserable?
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"Dad. I really want to go home." Dudley said to his father as they stood at the entrance of Hogwarts. "I want to go home now!"
"I agree with Dudley." Petunia Dursley said as she clung onto her son. She hated this place. Everything was so strange and she swore the picture winked at her.
"I know dearest but we can't leave. There are certain complications." Vernon said looking around suspiciously. He didn't like this either but with the letter the young witch had sent it was impossible to leave.
"COMPLICATIONS?" His wife screeched earning them a few strange stares. "Vernon I want to go home now! This is no place for our little Dudley. What if one of these horrid people do something to him?"
He didn't get a chance to answer her, at that moment Dumbledore appeared along with some of the other teachers. Everyone silenced as the headmaster approached the very large group.
"On behalf of myself and the rest of the faculty I would like to welcome all of you to Hogwarts." He said with his usual good humor and mirth. "I hope that you all enjoy your stay for this weekend here with us and that perhaps you discover what your children have been up to for the last few months."
From behind him Medea kept waving at her old friends who had become parents at a young age.
This included the very mischief Stephanie and her family, they were waving fanatically at her and Dumbledore had to stop speaking and looked behind him only to find Medea standing at command again.
"I hope that any of you who have been here at Hogwarts encounter old friends and those of you who come from the muggle world feel secure and safe among us. Considering there are so many families here for the weekend we have decided that some will stay in the rooms provided and some will stay with their children in their dormitories. It will depend on numbers. Now I am suspecting that you all know what house your child is in. So without further wait I will ask our head of houses to step forward and you can follow them to the common rooms."
Everyone started moving their things and Dumbledore interrupted the commotion. "For anyone who isn't aware of what house their child is in please wait in a group over to the side and we will sort it out immediately. Thank you."
With that he turned and started talking to one of the parents. A student he had taught in his younger years.
Vernon and Petunia stood to the side watching everyone hustle about. They were not pleased to be there and Vernon was less pleased when the beautiful but deadly Medea walked up to him.
"I'm glad you decided to attend." She said pleasantly but her eyes shone dangerously. "Harry is in Gryfinndor. You'll be staying in the guest rooms. Dudley here will stay with Harry."
"But I don't want to!" Dudley yelled. His face flushed. Medea raised an eyebrow at him but ignored him.
"Sirius, Harry's godfather is here as well."
"Yes of course."
"You'll excuse me. I have someone I need to talk to." She said leaving the small family to grab their things. Medea walked over to Lucius and Narcissa smiling warmly to her aunt but shooting daggers at her uncle. "Aunt Narcissa it's so nice to see you again."
"It is child. You look lovely as always."
"Thank you. I have a surprise for you. Grandfather and my father have decided to stay the weekend as well. My mother is anxious to see you."
Narcissa brightened and hugged her niece. Medea pointed out where they were and Narcissa gave a quick excuse and left to find her family.
"You think you're very clever." Lucius sneered. "She's my wife. Not even your family can change that."
"Maybe not but I'm warning you Lucius. We've got our eyes on you. Don't try to get near Hermione or Draco. If you lay a hand on either of them I swear to you I will not stop myself from killing you myself. Even if it means a life in Azkaban."
Lucius came closer to her and stared at her with stone cold gray eyes. His frown became an evil smirk and his stance was rigid.
"We'll have to test out your theory one of these days Medea. I'd like to see your son without a mother." With that he ordered his house elf to bring his things and he was off.
Medea sighed and leaned against the wall in exasperation.
Because she had relaxed her senses for the slightest of moments Medea didn't feel the arms go around her nr the hand that covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming. Someone's breathing was against her neck and she tensed up trying to move her legs but the person seemed to have put a charm on them because she couldn't move.
She tried to move her arms but they too were held in place and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
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I know a little boring but necessary. A bit of a cliffhanger as well. I'm still planning the next chapter and honestly I've been sick and busy as of late. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter out before next Friday. Cause we're going away to the Blue Mountains for the weekend. Not that I really want to go but not much choice.
I hope to have all my stories finished by June cause I'm leaving. I don't know if I'm going to have a computer in that time, but I hope I do. At least borrow the net from someone.
Anyway I'm out. Got to start on the next chapter.
Ja ne.
Kang/Sanura.
PS my co writer didn't get to write in this one cause she hasn't' been online when I am and this chapter is so far behind I haven't had time to consult with her.
The song is dolphin's cry by Live.
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Hogwarts was busy. There was no other way of putting it. Students were studying hard; Quidditch practice had never been so intense. Teachers were piling on the homework and everyone was trying to keep up with life in general. Why? Simple, their families were coming and none of them was ready to leave a bad impression on them. Not even the Slytherin's.
There was less than two days till everyone arrived, muggle and pureblood and everyone were nervous. Hermione, Draco, Harry and even Ron hadn't been so nervous in a while. According to Medea, Deo had discussed something very special with Dumbledore and it was arranged for the families and the students.
Unfortunately no one knew what it was. Not even the teachers. Well not to exclude Medea who had head locked her brother one morning when she'd sensed his secret and had made him tell her. Unfortunately for Draco and Hermione she would not say a word. Only giggle a little when it was all mentioned.
The two heads were constantly checking halls and inspecting everything along with the teachers. The school had to be spotless. This of course gave flinch more reason to assign detention to the students who accidentally messed things up.
Harry was dreading it. He really didn't' want his aunt and uncle there. Especially not his cousin but it was going to happen anyway, Medea had insisted but Sirus had also been told to come and it lightened his mood. For now though he needed to talk to Hermione. He hated her angry with him and he had decided it was time to talk to her. To tell her what was going on before things got out off hand and just in case, just in case his operation went wrong.
"Hermione." He called out as she walked with Ashleigh and Sebastian to the library. She turned and looked at him curiously. Her anger had subdued after learning about what was going on. Even Ashleigh looked happy to see him. Her bright blue eyes seemed to glimmer at seeing him. Sebastian on the other hand did what he did with any male that came near HIS mother. He scowled.
"Potter." Ashleigh cried out pointing gleefully. It appeared she was very good at talking but wasn't very good at walking. On the other hand Sebastian couldn't stop moving around but was very quiet and had a bit of trouble speaking.
"Hi Ashleigh." He said holding the baby pram. Hailey's eyes lit up at seeing the Malfoy girl. The two girls reached out and started their own little conversation.
Sebastian seemed content to look at his sister's babble but finally got bored and started pulling on her hair. Hailey had started pushing at him to leave her alone.
"A true Gryfinndor." Hermione commented. "Defending others no matter what."
"Yeah." Harry said. They watched as the children kept babbling and arguing. It seemed both girls weren't pleased that the Slytherin baby had started being a bit abusive.
Harry looked up at Hermione and watched as she stared at her children. He honestly knew now he'd lost any chance at being anything but her friend. In his conscious mind he understood that and he could accept that.
"Harry."
"Hermione."
They looked at each other and smiled slightly. Harry took a deep breath and started to talk.
"Hermione I, I wanted to talk to you. About what happened. About what's going on and most importantly I really wanted to apologize."
"Harry you don't have to apologize." She said softly as they sat down in the library.
"I do." He protested. "I don't know what happened Hermione. I really don't. It was like I was gone. It wasn't' me anymore it was someone else."
"I know." She said. He shook his head.
"No Hermione you don't understand. It wasn't me. I was gone. It was as if I'd died an evil had taken over me. I can't tell you how sorry I am for hurting you. Even if it was Malfoy I shouldn't have, I mean I could have, I could have killed him Hermione. I don't like him that much but I didn't' want to kill him."
"Harry." Hermione hissed. "I know ok."
"But." Hermione raised her hand and gave him her best I'm-in-charge look and he quieted. No one ever messed with Hermione Granger when she was like that.
"Harry I know what's going on. I was hurt, I won't lie, you hurt Draco and yes you could have killed him but Harry I understand. It's still no excuse but I comprehend better. You're my best friend Harry and I know deep inside you thought you were protecting me."
Harry stared at her for a moment and took a deep breath "I'm sorry, I was a jerk to you. I think the fame got to my head, Malfoy was right. I was the one to hurt you not him." He said with a sad smile. Hermione smiled slowly and bent over and hugged him. Harry hugged her tightly and shuddered slightly.
"It's ok." She said. She could sense his fear faintly and was so hard to stay angry with him. He must have felt so lost an alone knowing that this was inside of him. Knowing that maybe it wouldn't be Voldemort to end his life but the people they were trying to protect.
Sebastian let out a sound that startled the two teens. They looked at the baby prams and saw him staring at his mother with jealous eyes. His arms were outstretched for her to pick him up and he was giving Harry what resembled a Malfoy glare.
"I think he doesn't like me." He said grinning. Hermione snorted and lifted up her son. He happily cuddled in her arms and made sure Harry saw that Hermione was HIS mother and he tolerated his father's affections to her only because he was his father.
"He doesn't like anyone who slightly resembles a male. Except Draco but only because he knows he's his daddy. Isn't that right sweetie?"
Sebastian cooed and cuddled up closer to Hermione. Harry looked over at Hailey and Ashleigh who seemed content to play with each other in the prams.
"Well I see you've made up." They both turned around and saw Ginny and Ron standing at the library doors. Two of Ron's boys were toddling beside their 'aunt' and the other one was in Ron's arms.
Hermione smiled at him. They had all been so distant since this all started but now she needed her friends back. She missed her friends. She'd talked to Draco about it and he'd insisted she talk to them. He had said he didn't' want her to be a hermit and spend all the time in their common room, especially when he wasn't there.
"I suppose so." She said. He grinned at her and they all sat at the table at the library with their children all blabbering around on the floor. Unfortunately for Hermione and Ron their boys didn't want to stay still.
Things seemed to be getting back to normal. Life seemed less complicated but was it really?
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Hermione sat at her desk the day before her parents would be coming in. She was studying hard and she'd made sure to put the twins to bed early. Her breasts were still swollen from the breast-feeding and she had to wonder if Draco had been wrong.
Her swollen chest was firm and full of milk. She was amazed at how easy it was to breast feed her children after only a short time when her mother had always told her it had taken her months to get her to breast feed properly.
She let her hair down and ran her hand through it roughly. She was tense and was missing Draco terribly. He'd been so busy lately that he hadn't even had time to sleep normally with her. He'd come in at very late hours from Quidditch practice and would just flop down on the couch exhausted.
It was now nine a clock on a Friday. She looked at her watch and sighed. He probably wouldn't be back till eleven or twelve. Like most nights.
She'd spent the last two days Harry and Ron to make up for lost time and had learned a few new things about the situation they were all in. It seemed Medea had more contacts than she originally let them know, both in the wizard world and the muggle world.
She'd arranged it so Harry would have his operation and be back in recovery as quickly as possible before anyone could suspect. It had also been arranged that Sirus would be staying with him.
Hermione was glad. He'd be safe at least. The only thing that they could do now was hope for the best. She got up and went into Draco's room. She'd moved most of her things into that room and had gotten used to sleeping there.
Ashleigh and Sebastian were sleeping soundly and she made sure they were warm enough. It was getting cold and she made sure to keep the window closed.
Changing into a pair of silk red shorts and a matching button up shirt, she laid down on the green covers.
Her hair became a fan around her head as she sighed deeply. She started to think what she was to Draco. Was she his girlfriend? Was she just his lover? Did she honestly mean anything to him as he said she did?
Suddenly she felt something slide up her leg. She jolted up and saw a red colored rose being dragged up her left leg. She gasped and frowned when the person started laughing.
"Draco." She hissed as he flopped onto the bed. His Quidditch pants still on but he wore no shirt.
"The look on your face was priceless. Anyone would have thought you were getting mugged or raped." He said with an innocence she could barely resist.
"Well what if I was?" She protested sitting up rigidly.
"Impossible. No one knows the passwords to these rooms but Dumbledore McGonagoll and Snape and I surely doubt that any of the three are wishing to either mug or rape you." He said matter-of-factly.
She frowned and stared at him, crossing her arms over her swollen chest. He smirked and pulled her down on top of him. She let out a squeal as he pressed himself against her body.
"My artwork." He whispered. "So full of life and energy. I could stare at you all day and be satisfied. Your skin."
He ran his hand down her legs feeling the softness and silky feel of them. She shivered slightly at his cool gentle touch.
"The way you smell." He continued pulling her close inhaling the smell of her hair and flesh. "So sweet, just like a berry."
He kept running his hands up and down her torso. Her skin had little goose bumps from the electric touches, Her lips yearned to feel his and it was becoming very hard to resist. He eyes were glazed with desire and lust as he started to unbutton her shirt. Exposing the pale shade of her stomach and chest.
"You're body is that of a goddess, round, soft but firm all at the same time." He unbuttoned the shirt completely and sat her up on his lap. Her breasts hidden by the offending material, he smirked and pulled it down by the arms.
Her body was now bare to his demanding touches as he pulled her back down and started rubbing his hands up and down her back.
Running his fingertips and the tips of his nails against her shoulder blades causing her to let out throaty moans.
"Draco." She purred. He growled in response and flipped her onto her back. She gasped but sank into the bed feeling a familiar instinct inside of her. This was her mate; this was her master and anything he desired she would give.
This was the man who made her, sculpted her. She remembered the day she'd seen him working on his project, the way his hands traveled up and down the clay. She was that clay and right now his hands were doing the exact same thing, carving and molding her.
Her hands drowned themselves in his luxurious hair as he kissed down her neck. His tongue flickered against the hollow of her throat and she let out another loud moan.
His hands were pressed against her ribcage as he lifted himself to stare at her. His eyes were dark and full of sexuality Hermione knew all too well.
He returned to her neck and nuzzled against hers as he pulled her shorts down a little bit. His teasing earned him a chain of whimpers and mewls. Her nails were starting to dig into the back of his neck and he let out a rough growl at the pain. He loved it when he expressed her desires like this.
He started to get angry at the clothes. She was wearing too many, he was wearing to many. He wanted to be skin to skin with her. Not have anything between them.
He started to strip the rest of her clothes away. Exposing the rest of her pale skin. She was shivering in excitement as he pulled her shorts down all the way. He started kissing down her torso until he got to her bellybutton. He licked and gently sucked around it and got onto his knees stripping away his clothes until they were both naked in front of each other.
Placing both arms over her head he gently kissed her neck and thrust inside her. He wanted to relish this as long as he could. He'd been away for too long and now he needed her, wanted her, wanted to love her in the one way he knew he could.
The way you're bathed in light
Reminds me of that night
God laid me down into your rose garden of trust
And I was swept away
With nothing' left to say
Some helpless fool
Yeah I was lost in a swoon of peace
You're all I need to find
So when the time is right
Come to me sweetly, come to me
Come to me
Hermione's legs wrapped themselves around him as he moved within her. She was gasping and holding back the cries she wanted to let out so badly but couldn't for fear she'd wake up the children.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
His lips were on hers. His hands were holding hers above her head until he couldn't hold it back anymore. He had to touch her. He let go and her arms found their way to his back, digging and clawing in pleasure.
Their skins were covered in a film of sweat as their motion became faster, their breathing heavier and the passion between them was a strong as the flames of the flickering candles.
Oh yeah, we meet again
It's like we never left
Time in between was just a dream
did we leave this place?
This crazy fog surrounds me
You wrap your legs around me
All I can do to try and breathe
Let me breathe so that I
So we can go together
"I love you." He whispered into her ear. She gasped as he hit a sweet spot inside of her as he sucked on her earlobe. Kissing his neck feverishly she pulled him closer.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
"I love you too." She gasped out kissing him passionately and desperately. "I'll always love you, no matter where I go or what happens. Always."
Life is like a shooting star
It don't matter who you are
If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time
We are lost 'til we are found
This phoenix rises up from the ground
And all these wars are over
He stared into her chocolate eyes with what seemed to be desperation. A need for an answer to a question maybe he didn't understand himself. "Promise?"
His grip on her body tightened as he asked. His eyes were filled with his love for her. Her doubts no longer existed. He did love her, want her, need her and would miss her when she'd be gone.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
"I swear it." She let out as he held back the scream of pleasure. He held her tightly and let himself go, moaning and grunting into her neck as he gripped her even tighter than before.
Life is like a shooting star
It don't matter who you are
If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time
We are lost 'til we are found
This phoenix rises up from the ground
And all these wars are over
Kissing her roughly and passionately he started to slow down. Their bodies sated with pleasure they just needed each other now. She had promised to never forget him and he had expressed his love for her. Nothing else mattered right now, only each other.
Love will lead us, all right
Love will lead us she will lead us
Can you hear the dolphins cry?
See the road rise up to meet us
It's in the air we breathe tonight
Love will lead us she will lead us
He didn't even bother to move from her body. He couldn't even if he'd wanted to, needing to stay as close to her as possible he rested his head on her chest as he had done the first time he'd tasted her body, her senses and her desire for him.
Hermione lay back on the bed running her hands gently over his hair. She loved him and he loved her. Nothing could take that away.
They both started to fall asleep and didn't notice the change outside. The wind had started to stir and the animals that ventured it he dark forest seemed a bit restless. Something was coming and no one would be prepared for what was to come.
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Lucius sat in the carriage with his wife. She looked pale but her eyes shone with anticipation.
"Stop that you twit." He commanded. Her eyes immediately sobered and she looked down. "You'd think your family has done enough damage now they have us do this. I'll check on my son when it pleases me."
"But it's for his good." She protested. He lifted his hand to strike her but she ducked down a little and he returned it to his lap.
"You will not speak back to me like that again Narcissa." He commanded. Her eyes were full of anguish now. Where had her husband gone? Had he ever existed at all? She couldn't remember a time he was truly nice to her, she couldn't remember a time he treated her like his wife instead of some play thing he picked off a muggle street.
She started to remember the times he'd come home with a woman on his arm. Taking her to their bedroom and Narcissa was left to sleep in the guest rooms or the nursery where her darling Draco slept.
Her son was her only light now, how many children did she loose because of Lucius. When he was angry he'd attack her, beat her down and she'd miscarry. He had never even asked why she'd bleed.
Medea had come to the manor and she had watched as her young niece defended her. How she defended her son, why couldn't she do it? Why couldn't she protect herself and her reason for living?
"We're here. Don't mingle with the half or muggles. Disgusting, and don't talk with Draco. He isn't worthy of anyone talking or associating with him at the moment."
"But." she protested but silenced and got out of the carriage.
Her eyes remained dull until she saw the commotion going around. All the families of the students were there, holding their luggage and looking franticly for their children or grandchildren.
Lucius moved away from her, spotting some of his death eater companions and she was left alone with the house elf and their luggage.
"You look sad, I would think you'd be happy to see your only son." A male's voice was heard from behind her. She turned around instantly recognizing the voice.
"Sirius." She said softly. She remembered him from their time in Hogwarts but also because of her brief friendship with him in their sixth and seventh year before she was married.
"It's been a long time Narcissa." He said hugging her gently. She hugged him back and hoped Lucius hadn't noticed.
"Yes it has. I heard you were cleared from the charges. I was so glad to hear that." She said looking into his dark eyes.
"So am I, believe me. Now I can take care of Harry and get some of my life back." He said grinning. "I see you're still married." He said looking at her ring. Was that a bit of anguish in his eyes she saw? No it must have been her imagination.
"Yes, still married." She said with what she hoped was a pleasant grin. "You've come to see your children?"
"Only Harry." He said laughing. "No other children."
"Oh I'm sorry. I just assumed" He hushed her with a soft press to her lips. She blushed and looked down.
"It's all right. You here to see Draco?" She nodded. "Still your one and only."
"Yes. We uh never decided to have more children."
He gave her a dark look of knowing but let it slide. Lucius was still talking to his fellow death eaters and took no notice of Narcissa and what she did.
"Why are you still married to him Narcissa? I know that it hasn't' been roses and candlelight dinners." He suddenly said after a long moment of silence.
"How would you know?" She said flustered. No her marriage had been anything but roses and candlelight dinners. It had been quite the opposite.
"Because I know you." He said softly in her ear. She blushed even more and turned away.
"I have to go. Lucius will want to see me." She lied walking over to her husband. She loved Lucius. No matter what he did to her, she loved him that's why she stayed with him. Wasn't it?
"Narcissa" He called out but she didn't' turn. Sirius couldn't say anything to her. Her mind believed it and her heart tried so hard. No she loved Lucius. Then why did she feel so miserable?
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"Dad. I really want to go home." Dudley said to his father as they stood at the entrance of Hogwarts. "I want to go home now!"
"I agree with Dudley." Petunia Dursley said as she clung onto her son. She hated this place. Everything was so strange and she swore the picture winked at her.
"I know dearest but we can't leave. There are certain complications." Vernon said looking around suspiciously. He didn't like this either but with the letter the young witch had sent it was impossible to leave.
"COMPLICATIONS?" His wife screeched earning them a few strange stares. "Vernon I want to go home now! This is no place for our little Dudley. What if one of these horrid people do something to him?"
He didn't get a chance to answer her, at that moment Dumbledore appeared along with some of the other teachers. Everyone silenced as the headmaster approached the very large group.
"On behalf of myself and the rest of the faculty I would like to welcome all of you to Hogwarts." He said with his usual good humor and mirth. "I hope that you all enjoy your stay for this weekend here with us and that perhaps you discover what your children have been up to for the last few months."
From behind him Medea kept waving at her old friends who had become parents at a young age.
This included the very mischief Stephanie and her family, they were waving fanatically at her and Dumbledore had to stop speaking and looked behind him only to find Medea standing at command again.
"I hope that any of you who have been here at Hogwarts encounter old friends and those of you who come from the muggle world feel secure and safe among us. Considering there are so many families here for the weekend we have decided that some will stay in the rooms provided and some will stay with their children in their dormitories. It will depend on numbers. Now I am suspecting that you all know what house your child is in. So without further wait I will ask our head of houses to step forward and you can follow them to the common rooms."
Everyone started moving their things and Dumbledore interrupted the commotion. "For anyone who isn't aware of what house their child is in please wait in a group over to the side and we will sort it out immediately. Thank you."
With that he turned and started talking to one of the parents. A student he had taught in his younger years.
Vernon and Petunia stood to the side watching everyone hustle about. They were not pleased to be there and Vernon was less pleased when the beautiful but deadly Medea walked up to him.
"I'm glad you decided to attend." She said pleasantly but her eyes shone dangerously. "Harry is in Gryfinndor. You'll be staying in the guest rooms. Dudley here will stay with Harry."
"But I don't want to!" Dudley yelled. His face flushed. Medea raised an eyebrow at him but ignored him.
"Sirius, Harry's godfather is here as well."
"Yes of course."
"You'll excuse me. I have someone I need to talk to." She said leaving the small family to grab their things. Medea walked over to Lucius and Narcissa smiling warmly to her aunt but shooting daggers at her uncle. "Aunt Narcissa it's so nice to see you again."
"It is child. You look lovely as always."
"Thank you. I have a surprise for you. Grandfather and my father have decided to stay the weekend as well. My mother is anxious to see you."
Narcissa brightened and hugged her niece. Medea pointed out where they were and Narcissa gave a quick excuse and left to find her family.
"You think you're very clever." Lucius sneered. "She's my wife. Not even your family can change that."
"Maybe not but I'm warning you Lucius. We've got our eyes on you. Don't try to get near Hermione or Draco. If you lay a hand on either of them I swear to you I will not stop myself from killing you myself. Even if it means a life in Azkaban."
Lucius came closer to her and stared at her with stone cold gray eyes. His frown became an evil smirk and his stance was rigid.
"We'll have to test out your theory one of these days Medea. I'd like to see your son without a mother." With that he ordered his house elf to bring his things and he was off.
Medea sighed and leaned against the wall in exasperation.
Because she had relaxed her senses for the slightest of moments Medea didn't feel the arms go around her nr the hand that covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming. Someone's breathing was against her neck and she tensed up trying to move her legs but the person seemed to have put a charm on them because she couldn't move.
She tried to move her arms but they too were held in place and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
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I know a little boring but necessary. A bit of a cliffhanger as well. I'm still planning the next chapter and honestly I've been sick and busy as of late. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter out before next Friday. Cause we're going away to the Blue Mountains for the weekend. Not that I really want to go but not much choice.
I hope to have all my stories finished by June cause I'm leaving. I don't know if I'm going to have a computer in that time, but I hope I do. At least borrow the net from someone.
Anyway I'm out. Got to start on the next chapter.
Ja ne.
Kang/Sanura.
PS my co writer didn't get to write in this one cause she hasn't' been online when I am and this chapter is so far behind I haven't had time to consult with her.