Alright I loved all of your reviews! I got so many more than I asked for thank you!
But now on to the questions…
What is the RDA?
The Royal Devilian Army
Why does it look like I have so many spelling errors when Viktor talks?
Remember he is Bulgarian. I want him to sound the part.
What was the purpose of the battle scene?
You'll see soon.
What kind of tie does Voldie have with Hermione?
Same answer.
What type of spell was Voldie trying to cast?
You'll see soon.
What does it do?
Same damn answer.
Now to Legessa: Sweetie I was trying to make people read your review becuz you have basically hit the nail on the head. I will make a further note of this after the chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing.
Chapter 8~ Her Growth, His Traitorous Heart
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Snape stormed into Dumbledore's office with a look of urgency on his face. Dumbledore turned to see Snape stop at his desk. Without Dumbledore even asking what the problem was, Snape spoke.
"He tried to get her," he said looking at the headmaster. Dumbledore spoke calmly. "Got who Severus? Please calm down."
Snape took a deep breath. "Voldemort. He tried to get the princess tonight. He failed miserably though. The RDA showed up. We found a place to hide, but on one of the soldiers got lucky and sent an ice dagger, which stabbed Voldemort on his left upper arm," he said fiddling with his marriage ring on his finger.
Dumbledore waited for the Potions Master to continue, but he didn't. "Severus why is this relevant? What of that made you run inhere like a madman?"
Snape looked as if he was trying to figure out the secret of life. "Albus when I came back to report to you, I ran into the young Malfoys…what I cannot…Albus Ms. Granger had the same type of wound from the same weapon as Voldemort did…on the same limb!"
Snape said in utter disbelief.
Dumbledore took on the same thoughtful expression as Snape had earlier. What he asked next baffled Snape. "Tell me Severus, did Mr. Malfoy share the same wound?"
Snape, completely confused, shook his head. Out of curiosity Snape let his mouth work on its own for the first time. "Albus why would he?" he blurted out.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "As you already know Severus, Hermione Granger is the princess. Mr. Malfoy is her soulmate. In the Devilian world, the man and the woman share a link in which they feel everything…even physical pain."
Snape gaped. How could that have happened? Before Snape had time to ask more questions, Dumbledore assigned him something.
"Severus thank you for telling me. Please return to your wife and send for Mr. Malfoy only. Thank you," with that tone of finality, Snape nodded and left.
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"Why did he look so worried? I mean did you take a good look at him? He paled!" Hermione said trying to get back up from the hospital bed. Draco pushed her back down.
"Hermione lay down! And no I didn't look at Snape. Why would he be worried? He has no reason to," Draco said holding Hermione's hand. She shook her head.
"Alright forget about that then…How did he know about what type of weapon was used? Snape doesn't associate with many Devilians!" Hermione said getting back up. Draco tried to push her back down, but Hermione was adamant.
"Herm…please lay down! If not for me then for the twins," her husband pleaded. She shook her head.
"I suggest you do as your husband tells you," a deep voice came. Draco and Hermione turned to the entrance of the infirmary. Snape stood there.
"Mr. Malfoy, Dumbledore wishes a word with only you in office. Good night," with a swish of his robes, Snape sauntered out. Hermione felt dizzy so she fell back on the bed. Draco helped her down and kissed her forehead.
"You stay put damn you! I'll be right back," he said firmly. Hermione nodded reluctantly. Draco sped off.
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After Snape had left, Dumbledore summoned the Devilian king. Mundus had appeared, but it looked like he did so bothered.
"Albus please make it quick. I have to get back to the kingdom," Mundus said urgently.
Dumbledore stood up and walked over to the king. "Mundus is it about what Voldemort did or tried to do last night? Because if it is then I am a little ahead of you," Dumbledore said as he motioned for the king to have a seat. Mundus did so with his mouth slightly open.
"How did you know about that? I thought only the Devils were summoned," he said perplexed.
Dumbledore went to sit down at his own chair. "Well one of my contacts reported to me that Voldemort had been out on Samhain trying to cast a spell. Mundus I know what that spell does. It calls for a lost possession. Let me guess what you can't figure out is how he tried calling for the princess," Dumbledore said pensively.
Mundus nodded. "Yes you see I could tell that he was trying to look for my daughter because I could feel the call for the Devilian power. You see I am a part of every devil, even my own child. I could feel the pull and whom it was directed to. What I couldn't tell was how," he explained rubbing his temples.
"That, I think is where I come in. You see my contact came back and well as you know you cannot Apparate in the school grounds, so he walked into the castle. On his way up to me he informed me that he ran into some students, but what shocked him the most was what one of them adorned. He ran into your daughter and her husband. Mundus your daughter has the same sort of wound from the same type of weapon," the headmaster said taking off his glasses and wiping them.
Mundus looked a little confused, but very worried. "Alright then that is not a good sign if they both have the same type of wound. Now what will worry me more is if you tell me that her husband doesn't also have it," Mundus said in a tone that almost dared Dumbledore to give him the negative answer.
The dare was matched.
"No Mundus he didn't," Dumbledore said quietly. Mundus' temper burst and the stop of Dumbledore's hat caught fire. Mundus quickly put it out with a wave of conjured wind.
"I beg your pardon, but things just don't want to get simple for us do they?" the king replied tiredly.
"Well that hat had to go out anyway. Now I have called for the young Mr. Malfoy. What I wish for you to do is to explain Mundus. I may be knowledgeable, but it only extends so far. Draco is very passionate and temperamental; he cannot control his emotions that well yet," the Headmaster said to the king.
"Fine Albus, but I will only tell him what we know, for it is not that much mind you. Also I was thinking…maybe now would be a good time for them to start displaying their affections openly, but not their marriage," Mundus said getting up and stretching his hands.
"Yes I do believe I see your reason behind it. Very well."
A knock came at the door and Dumbledore smiled. He waved a hand and the door opened.
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The blonde knocked on the oaken door and it opened. Dumbledore sat there and had a calm look about him.
"Please Draco have a seat," Dumbledore said happily.
Draco did as told and not two seconds later did he notice the king. Alright this must be pretty imperative if they are both talking to me. Draco had an uneasy feeling forming in the pit of his stomach as the king looked at him tiredly.
"Draco there was an attack by my army on Voldemort tonight. He was trying to cast a spell to capture Hermione and almost succeeded had it not been for my beacon. Well when we got there the Death Eaters started to run. We trailed them down to an abandoned house and one of my soldiers, Dante actually, sent an ice dagger at him. Voldemort was hit on the upper left arm where Hermione had a wound now right?" the king said more exhausted.
Draco digested all of the information that the king had just told him. Then he registered that he had asked him a question. "Yeah she does, but how could Voldemort have the same wound as Hermione? Unless they were connected somehow…" Draco trailed off seeing the king nod his head.
"Yes Draco he does. When he tried the spell I could feel the pull it had on Hermione. I knew that he was trying to get her, but what is still ambiguous to me is how he almost achieved this. Although, I am now more clear than I was a few minutes ago."
"What do you mean Mundus? What do you know now?" Draco asked getting antsy.
"Draco you should have the same wound that Hermione has," Mundus said as though this explained everything. Seeing the confounded look on Draco told him otherwise. "Draco you and Hermione are mates ergo you should be able to feel everything. Physical, mental, emotional, thoughts; you should be able to feel them all. What I see that you lack is the physical link. You should have acquired the same wound as Hermione."
Draco didn't know what to say. Did this mean that someone had interfered with their link? Someone could harm Hermione and Draco had no power over it. He hated feeling like this. He had Hermione though, but how long would it be before Voldemort was to get her again? That feeling came back; that sick feeling that paradise was about to fall. Hermione was being taken away from him.
"How could we prevent this? There has to be a way of….of getting the link to fail between them," Draco said with a hint of desperation in his voice.
Mundus looked at the young man with pity. Mundus had been in a different situation that sparked the same feelings of helplessness. His wife died last time, he'd be damned if history were to repeat itself.
"We don't know yet Draco. Until we find out how Voldemort is accessing Hermione's link, there is no sure way to determine anything. The only thing I can ask you is don't tell her anything. Her pregnancy is enough for her to handle at the moment. Make note of any injuries she may suffer and question her about it, though don't badger her. Her Healer should be up with her now. I must go," Mundus was about to turn when-
"-Wait…" Draco had stopped the king from leaving because if Voldemort had the physical link to Hermione did that mean he could feel when him and her became one?
"Mundus can Voldemort feel…when me and Hermione are one?" Draco phrased carefully though the meaning of question was quite understandable.
"No Draco. The act of unity between a man and woman is only between them. Now I must go. Farewell," with an up-rise of flames, Mundus was gone.
"Professor may I go?" Draco said feeling a bit overwhelmed.
"Yes Draco, but in the midst of all this news that is well…not on the good side, a ray of silver lining has come through. You and Ms. Granger are able now to show your affections publicly. Not your marriage however, that is to remain concealed. Off you go then," Dumbledore said with eyes twinkling at the smile that appeared on Draco's face.
"Thank you sir!" Draco stood up and left with a wide grin.
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I wonder what is taking him so damn long! Honestly what could be so important? Hermione thought as she lay in bed reading one of her textbooks. Her wound was not healing and she was getting a bit nervous. Usually she was a fast healer. Just as she thought this black flames appeared in the room and she looked to see her hooded Healer. The woman came up to Hermione and had a soft smile on her face.
"Forgive me for taking so long majesty, I was tending to your father. Now let me see your arm," the Healer looked at it and waved her hand over the wound. It was healed, but left a nasty scar. "I am afraid that the dagger might have been poisoned. Don not be alarmed though, it was intended for a wizard only. It can't harm you."
Hermione looked at her arm and scrunched her nose at the scar. She thought about last night for some reason. The fact that she had felt so tired and then when she had kissed Draco she felt…revived.
"Healer last night when I was with my husband I felt a wave of fatigue. When I kissed him though, it went away. Almost as if he was what my body needed. Why did his happen?" Hermione asked patting the bed for the Healer to sit on.
She did so hesitantly. "Well princess you see since you are pregnant and are mates, your soul now has to deal with three entities in your body. Your love and connection between you and your husband is all the fuel you'll ever need. But as you now have three people in one body, you need twice as more. Do not be surprised if you find your sexual appetite increasing."
Hermione blushed, but nodded her thanks. The Healer got up and kissed her princess on the forehead and disappeared.
Draco came in a few seconds later looking absolutely jubilant. Hermione looked up and before she knew what was happening, lips descended on hers. Draco did not bother being gentle. Though there was no one else around, to him this was a public place and a first declaration of his love for his wife.
Draco (like he always does) slipped his tongue in to Hermione's mouth only this time he didn't sneak it in; it was more of a demand telling Hermione to respond. She did. She met his tongue feverishly and caressed it. She then slipped her own tongue in his mouth and went directly for the sensitive spot on the roof of his mouth and flicked her tongue across it. Damn it girl snap out of it! Your making out in a public place! Hermione loosened her arms, which had placed themselves around his neck, and parted.
Draco gave her a protesting look, but then stopped. He now sported a smile, one of triumph. Hermione looked at Draco disapprovingly.
"Draco are you out of your mind!? You know we can't do that in public," Hermione chastised. Draco just kept smiling and disregarded everything that his wife was telling him.
"Alright what? What is making you smile like a dolt?"
Draco very casually said, "What haven't we been able to do since we got to Hogwarts?"
Hermione got up from her bed and went to where her husband was leaning oh so casually against the wall. She went closer to him wearing a seductive look and with a mischievous smile groped his manhood.
Draco gasped. Damn I was NOT expecting that! Hermione didn't remove her hand and answered.
"Why honey I believe we did that last night. If you thought is wasn't great…we could always…practice," Hermione said coyly. She had now removed her grip and was kissing Draco's neck. What the hell had gotten into her?
"Actually Hermione…er…I was just…oh…uh…up at the Headmaster's office and uh…erm…he told me that we could display our affections openly…er…just now our marriage," Draco said with very little concentration. Hermione was now groping his buttocks and still trailing kisses around his very sensitive jawbone.
Draco had about enough as he could without loosing control. "If you don't stop right now I will make good use of that bed right there," he warned. Hermione continued her ministrations and Draco was breaking. He grabbed her hands and pushed her slightly back.
"Alright what in the world has gotten into you today?" he asked trying to keep his wife at bay.
"Well the Healer was here to mend me and I asked her why is that when I kiss you I feel recharged. She said that it was due to the fact that I have three souls in one body so I need to feel a lot more of your love. She actually said that it wasn't strange if I found my sexual appetite rising." Hermione explained trying to get back to her actions.
"Well that is good news I guess. But don't you think that maybe we should wait until we get to our dorms?" Draco said releasing Hermione's hands. She moved closer to him and whispered, "Well then what are we waiting for?"
Before he knew it they were back in his room and Hermione had ripped off his shirt. Draco had to admit; he was a little scared of his wife.
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Hermione had been having several 'lust attacks' and Draco, of course, did not protest, but after two and half weeks he had to admit that he was getting tired. It was a Wednesday and they were inside the Great Hall having breakfast. Draco just watched as Hermione ate and ate. He grinned. Her pregnancy had VERY good sides to it, but then again no good comes without some bad. He looked at her and wondered where she got all of the energy for their 'aerobic' activities. This woman is mad! She is using me like some bloody machine! Yes alright…I would understand one shag per night. But THREE TO FOUR!!! Bloody hell.
Draco almost groaned at the thought of having to come to their dorm tonight. Ever since she had entered her second trimester it had just gotten worse. Hermione looked up at him with that look she always gave him before their intimate act; one of hunger and vigilance.
*Draco it's been two weeks since Dumbledore told us that we could be together in public. You haven't so much as touched me. * He heard Hermione's voice intrude into his train of thoughts. He shot her a weary look from his table.
*Herm it's not that it hasn't been great every night…but truth be told love…a man needs his rest! * He thought out to her. He knew that she had gotten his message because she gave him a look of bloody murder. Her expression gradually changed to a softer one, though equally annoyed.
*Alright…fine. * Hermione responded with a cold tone. Draco felt the pang of her shutting him out of her mind. Damn.
Hermione had been so rapped up in trying to get attention from her husband that she had failed to notice one petite red head trying frantically to get he attention.
"Yes sorry Gin…you know private matters," Hermione said while shooting her husband a nasty glare. "Well what did you want to ask me?"
Ginny shook her head. "Not here. Out in the hall," she whispered and gave a quick nod towards Harry's direction. Hermione looked and caught her meaning and nodded. Both girls got up and made their way to the outer hall.
Before Hermione could ask what was the fuss all about, Ginny had broken out. "What the hell is his problem?! Just because he was to late to make his move doesn't mean he has to be an ass to me or even to Seamus!" Ginny ranted.
"Alright what the hell are you talking about? What has Harry done? From what I can see nothing," Hermione said trying to calm the red head down.
"That's just the freaking problem now isn't it? Hermione you remember that day that you got hexed by Pug face? Well I had gone to Hogsmeade with Dean as it turned out he invited me because Seamus was too afraid to speak to me. Hermione Seamus asked me out a week later and I have to say that I am really happy so far," Ginny said now tears threatening to come out.
"I don't get it Gin. What did Harry do then?" Hermione asked genuinely puzzled.
"He hasn't gotten off my case! He keeps trying to talk to me and he even forced to kiss me once. I haven't told Seamus, he as pissed as ever just because Harry doesn't lay off," Ginny said gaining control of herself.
Something in Hermione had snapped. She became suddenly full of anger and Ginny soon found out. "WELL THEN TELL HIM TO FLIP OFF THEN!! He has no right to say squat to you! If you want I'll go in there right now and hex his royal jewels!!!" Hermione roared as she turned to head for the Great Hall entrance. Ginny with a horrified expression, quickly went to get the feisty devil.
She whirled Hermione around and stared dubiously at her. "What the hell has gotten into you? One minute you're all fuzzy and warm, the other your screaming bloody murder! What's going on?" the red head fumed.
Hermione clicked her tongue. "Sorry Gin it's not your fault honestly. It's just that Dumbledore has given Draco and me permission to be together in public. Draco and I got told about this two weeks ago and Draco hasn't kissed me once!" Hermione said now swinging her mood to a blubbering one. Ginny pulled out a handkerchief and gave it to Hermione. Ginny gave Hermione a full inspection from top to bottom and it finally hit her when she reached a visibly growing swell in her friend's abdomen.
"I almost forgot that you were pregnant. That explains some things," Ginny said patting Hermione on the shoulder, " woman what is the matter surely that can't be it?"
Hermione nodded. "Well you see its to complicated to explain, but the basic truth is that since my body is carrying three souls within it, I need energy. Who happens to be my energy…none other than Draco Malfoy. Well my Healer told me that I shouldn't get surprised if my sexual appetite increases," Ginny blushed at this, "and well Draco feels a bit exhausted."
Ginny didn't know where the Head Girl was going with this. "And?"
"Well Gin I am not supposed to by able to be touched by any other man…well since Draco isn't taking care of business…" Hermione blushed unsure of continuing.
Ginny gasped and put a hand over her mouth. "HERMIONE! Of all…the things to do I mean…..I just didn't expect….you have another LOVER!"
Hermione blanched. "NO!!! It's just that I find myself lusting after other men. I am not sure how much longer my self-control will last. I am scared that I might betray Draco."
Ginny took on a new face of understanding. "Hermione it's perfectly fine if you lust after someone else. Its common in couples. Just know when to draw the line," Ginny gave another look at the two growing individuals inside her friend. "While you're at it, make sure you find a maternity spell or something because you are starting to show."
Hermione looked down from her friend's face and indeed, she was showing. Hermione allowed herself a smile and then quickly replaced it with the worried expression she had earlier.
"Gin you're not getting me…Draco…when he is, er, with me, if feels as if he's not making love to me. It feels more like a machine. I guess I have overworked him, but…" Hermione trailed off looking at the stone floor.
"Hermione only you know what to do in the predicament. All I can tell you is talk to him…he's in this marriage to you know. He has his feelings to this as well," Ginny said getting Hermione's attention again.
Hermione didn't know how to tell Ginny that her attraction was growing to-
"-Professor Krum! He's coming this way!" Ginny said.
Hermione turned and sure enough there was Viktor walking up to Hermione. How is it that he always found her? He stopped a few feet in front of her and ran his hand through his hair.
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He needed to talk to her. He found out earlier that she was in very real danger and wanted to see if she was all right. How could he be doing this to his long time love? Viktor punched his desk in desperation and frustration. He hoped to Merlin that he would be able to see the plan through. Right now though none of that mattered.
He swept out of his office and went to seek her out. He swept passed the crowded halls with many fifth, sixth, and seventh year girls ogling him. He remembered with a faint smile how he received the same attention when he arrived here for the first time when he was eighteen. All of the girls had fallen and swooned for him…all but one. He smiled as he remembered how he had approached her to ask her to the Yule Ball that day in the library.
All of these great memories from the girl that he loved, but was now hired to hurt. He clenched his fists at that thought as he turned another corridor and saw her. She was there talking with one of her friends and she was worried from what he saw. She then turned to see him with those great amber eyes of hers. Gods she could melt the coldest of hearts with those eyes. He ran a hand through his hair to control his thoughts. After all she was now a student.
He approached her and saw that the red head was going to leave.
"Sorry Hermione I think Seamus must want me. I didn't tell him where I was going. Silly me! Later," Ginny said with a wave and departed.
Hermione turned to face Viktor and smiled. If he could only wake up to her smiling everyday….
He shook his head and looked back at her and spoke. "Hermioniny I need a quick vord with you. Please could you come with me?" he said softly although he could not mask the tone of urgency in his voice. Hermione cocked an eyebrow and nodded. Just as Viktor was going her by the arm, Draco chose that very moment to come in.
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He felt like crap. He should be more understanding considering the twins. Maybe she had a point. Maybe they could start to openly share their relationship. Truth be told Draco was getting tired of having to hide all of the time. He saw the Weaselette take his wife outside of the Hall. He took a quick glance at Potter and saw him looking surly. Draco saw as he shot a nasty look at Seamus.
It had been two and a half weeks since he had the talk with Mundus and Dumbledore. He had kept a watchful eye on Hermione, but noticed nothing. He should after all be closely acquainted with his wife's body seeing as practically every night they together. Draco was taken out of his thoughts by a warm hand on his thigh. He turned his attention to the owner of the hand in question. Pansy.
"Would you mind taking your hand off of me please," Draco said as politely as he could. Around her though this was a god given miracle. She winced a bit at his tone, but nonetheless removed her hand. She had a fixed stare on a point over Draco's shoulder.
"Sorry its just that I wanted to apologize for what I did to the mudblood. I made you angry 'cause you were looking out for my well being-" Draco tried really hard not to snort at this, "-and I completely disregarded it. I must not have had that much power though since she is obviously not in a coma. Strange," she said.
"Pansy I accept the apology now would you mind making like a snitch and get lost," Draco snarled. Pansy smiled her would be provocative smile and slid closer to Draco.
"You know you seem really tense maybe I could help you release some of that tension. Come tonight and I promise you'll feel better in the morning," she said replacing her hand on his thigh.
Draco was getting fed up. He really didn't want to resort to insulting her or being cold, but if it had to be done…
He grabbed her hand in a vice like grip that instantly started to bruise her white skin and pulled her so that his mouth was at her ear.
"Pansy how could you possibly make me feel any better when right now you are the reason I am nauseous. If you really want me to feel better, pick your whored around ass up and walk as far as you can from me," Draco said in a dangerously low voice full of malice. He threw her hand away from him, disgusted, and quickly glanced at the Gryffindor table. He saw the Weaselette walk back in and made eye contact with her. She had an antsy look about her as if hiding something. Draco quickly registered one other thing; Hermione was not with her.
He quickly got up and went to the doors of the Great Hall that was the only obstacle between him and what lies on the other side. He opened the doors and quickly desired that he hadn't.
He saw his wife about to leave again with lover boy. Why is it that this man was always looking for Hermione right when Draco was going for her? He saw the look of quick panic that crossed Hermione's face and saw Viktor bit his lip; Draco could tell that he was in a hurry…for what?
Now I guess would be a good time to start taking Dumbledore's advice. Draco with a sly grin went over to Hermione and wrapped an arm around her waist possessively.
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Hermione was totally abashed. Why was he holding like this? Was he jealous again of Viktor? Before she could ask Draco spoke first.
"Hermione where are you going? We have classes in a few minutes," Draco said without a hint of sweetness, just nonchalant. I'll be damned before anyone sees me like one of those mushy boyfriends. Fuck that. He thought disgustedly.
Hermione didn't know where he was going with this but decided to go along with it.
"Well Vik-I mean Professor Krum wanted a word with me. I'll have to be a little late," Hermione said cautiously looking between Viktor and Draco.
"Please Hermioniny this is urgent. I promise that I von't take too much of your time," he said in a rushed thickly accented voice. He eyed Draco's arm suspiciously.
Draco clenched his jaw as Hermione could tell. She was getting mad and decided to go with-
"-Alright Professor let's go. Draco I'll see you later ok?" Hermione could tell that she had put Draco in a very foul mood. She gave him a quick hug and left back down the corridor with Viktor.
"I swear there's something amiss about him," Draco mumbled to himself. He turned and went to his dorm to retrieve his books for Potions.
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Viktor was still thinking about how Lucius' son so easily went up to Hermione and held her so closely. Could he be courting her? Viktor could tell that he was a Slytherine, his robes gave it away. How could Hermione go out with someone from that house? Viktor remembered back to the TriWizard Tournament. All of the Slytherines tried to impress the students from Durmstrang and had utterly failed. He stole a quick glance at Hermione and saw that she was obviously thinking about something…or someone.
"Viktor?"
He snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of her sweet voice calling his name. He turned to her and stared at her for a brief moment.
"Yes?"
He saw as she bit her lip adorably. "Why do you have to talk to me? Draco is right I do have classes," she said nervously.
He tore his gaze away from her beautiful face. "Vell something vas brought to my attention. I need to question you about it….speaking of that young man….Vat is he to you Hermioniny?" he asked casually.
Again she bit her lip. "We are…closely tied," Hermione said satisfied with her answer.
Viktor nodded for it is not in his nature to pry. They entered his office and Viktor pulled out a chair for Hermione. She sat down and watched as Viktor put his head in his hands as he sat down and sighed. He looked back up at her worried face.
"Hermioniny…"he sighed. How was he to make this casual? "Hermioniny I know vat you are and I also know that Voldemort's after you."
Hermione looked at him with large eyes. How?
"How…how could you know that? You are not part of the…you are not to know that!" Hermione said her voice rising.
Viktor got up and was waving his hands up and down. "Please calm down! Let me explain," Hermione did as told and Viktor sat back down. "I have…vays of knowing vat is going on. Don't ask me for I vill not tell you. First thing is first: are you hurt? Have you acquired an injury that did not occur on your behalf?"
Hermione was a bit put out at the fact that she could not question him. The fact that he was not letting her question him. She thought about his inquiry and couldn't remember anything.
"No I don't believe so. Why?"
Viktor gave her a knowing look. "Nice try. Let's just say that it is relevant. Hermioniny if you do get any wounds that you did not cause your self or by accident, please go straight to the Headmaster. Another is how long have you been in a 'close tie' vith Mr. Malfoy?"
Hermione was taken aback. How dare this man think that he could just ask questions about her personal life and not let her know why he is doing this. Maybe if she kept talking to him he would slip.
"Why do want to know? That is completely none of your business," Hermione said hoping she would find a way to lure him into telling her.
"Strike two Hermioniny. Now if you are involved vith him, know this: be careful. Voldemort would kill anything and anyone to get you. Do you know why Hermioniny?"
Viktor asked leaning on his desk
Hermione leaned back in her seat and kept a neutral expression. "Know what?" she asked a bit more harshly than she intended. He was just irking her with all of his secrecy.
"Do you know vhy Voldemort vants you?" he asked with his accented voice going low.
Hermione shook her head. She is dieing to know why though. Whatever the reason it is why she had married Draco in the first place. Why this whole thing started.
Viktor looked at her pretty face again and knew that she was really in the dark. How could Mundus not tell her? Now she would know…
"Hermioniny Voldemort vants you because like you surely know you are a princess. If he vere to marry you he could obtain all of the Devilian power. He has been after you since you vere a baby. He will try to get you at any costs please be careful….especially around Cupid's arrow," Viktor said trailing off.
Hermione's head was now reeling. Before she could ask him what that last part meant, he said, "You may go now," Hermione got up and left his office with great feeling of emptiness.
What the hell had that been about? What had he meant? Hermione walked down to the dungeons to withstand an hour of Snape's voice condemning the Gryffindor house.
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It was now December and Draco had not told Hermione about his father's plans. It was the 15th of this jolly month and he was running out of time. Today was a Saturday and he and Hermione were given permission by Dumbledore to the Underworld and visit the Healer. It was their monthly visit with her and this month would be particularly interesting. They get to find out the sex of the twins.
Hermione had dressed herself in a beautiful blue top that was long sleeved and a black knee high skirt with black boots that were up to the lower part of her shins. Draco thought she looked rather cute. Her tummy was poking out now quite a bit and every time Draco saw this he felt a twinge of male pride. He wore the same black dress shirt with black slacks and shiny black dress shoes. He took quick look in the mirror and saw that everything was ok he turned to Hermione who was finishing putting up her hair.
"Ready love? The Healer will kill us if we aren't there on time," Draco said remember their last visit in November when they had been late and a pair of menacing scissors were involved.
Hermione looked in the mirror and saw everything looked ok. "Yeah ok let's go. What?" Hermione questioned Draco because he was shaking his head.
"Herm you look radiant, but we don't need everyone else to know why," he said pointing at her stomach. Hermione looked down an blushed.
"Honestly I am forgetting everything now a days. Oh bother! Materno!"
Instantly the round belly was gone and was replaced by gorgeous curves. When she had first tried this spell she had many guys eyeing her.
Draco took a hold of her and leaned in for a kiss. While kissing her, flames came about and suddenly they were in the Devil Kingdom. They came to a small alley and went in through a door.
This place, though ugly and poverty stricken, looked very luxurious from the inside. They walked into a small common room with two love seats and a coffee table. On their side was a kitchen table and then an archway that led to the kitchen. Directly in front of them there was a small hallway with about three rooms; they saw the woman come out of one with a warm smile on her face.
"Nice to see that my warning for tardiness was not taken lightly. Anxious about the sex of your children?" The young Healer said. She saw them nod and she smiled even more. She kept the top part of her face hidden but Hermione could that she was young. Her smooth cheeks around her soft warm smile gave her away.
Draco held her hand and she could tell that he was antsy to know. She was too. They were led into a small room with a full sized bed and one big window. There were flowers around, which to Hermione's delight were gardenias and there were a few cabinets containing potions and medicines was Hermione's guess.
Hermione lay down on the bed and saw Draco go to the other side of her also on the bed. The Healer smiled at the beautiful scene before her: Draco was stroking Hermione's hand and she was shaking with excitement and fear. Had the Healer been showing her face a look of reminiscing would be adorned on her. Memories were all that they were now. The Healer made her way over to Hermione.
"Have you had any pains yet? Any discomforts? Or perhaps you bled somewhat from your canal?" the med dev said muttering a spell that made Hermione's gigantic stomach appear. The Healer now adorned a frown. Hermione saw and inquired on it.
"What is the matter? Should I now be this big?"
"Well no… that is not a real big problem. It's just that you may be looking at a premature birth. But I will try adamantly so that does not occur. Now, let's take a good look at the next generation of royalty shall we?" the Healer pulled up Hermione's shirt and placed her hand over the growing swell and said, "Ultrio Sonus!" An image of two fetuses hovered over Hermione's large abdomen.
The Healer looked at the image very vigilantly. She made a few quick mental notes about some things until she finally had a grin on her half covered face.
"Well I would say that you shot two birds with one stone!" the Healer said still eyeing the image.
Draco looked at her expectantly. "Do I have a boy? There is a boy in there right?"
Hermione smiled. He looked like he was about to get a birthday present. Hermione now gazed at the Healer.
"Well yes…but you also have a girl. You will give birth to two full-fledged devils! Congratulations," the Healer said with a wide grin. Hermione was a bit confused though.
"Excuse me Healer, but did you say full-fledged devils?" Hermione inquired.
The Healer looked at the image again to see if she was mistaken, but she was not.
"Yes majesty. Two full-grown devils. Why?"
"Well my husband is a wizard. Surely they are not FULL Devilian? Are they?" Hermione inquired now looking at the image of her two children.
"Yes majesty they are full Devilian. I don't understand it my self, but there you have it!"
"How can you tell?" Draco asked now putting to an end his silence.
"Well you see this spot here?" The Healer asked pointing to a spot on the left hand corner of the image. "Well you see there is a faint blue light. That means they are full Devilian."
Draco wanted to ask more, but he saw the Healer stiffen.
"You must go now," she said abruptly. "I have another matter to attend to that I fort about. My apologies."
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They had gone to Hogsmeade to celebrate. They went to The Golden Lion where lover boy had previously taken Hermione. They were seated outside and Hermione had just finished her fourth chicken salad. Draco needed to tell her about his pending damnation and he decided to do it now that Hermione was in a good mood.
He took her hand from across the table and started to caress it. "Herm?"
Hermione looked up from her plate now wiping her mouth with a napkin. "Yeah Draco what's on your mind?"
Merlin how he didn't want to do this!!!
"Herm I received a letter from my father on Halloween morning…." He trailed off not looking her in the eye.
Hermione gave his hand a big squeeze and he sighed. "Promise me that you will not get to angry," He said firmly at Hermione. She cocked a brow in inquiry, but nodded.
"Hermione my father wants me to receive the mark five days from now. I am to be initiated into the Dark Lord's circle. I am sorry love that I didn't tell you earlier. I was afraid of what your reaction would be-" Draco stopped in midsentence as he saw his wife's eyes roll to the back of her head and drop to the floor in a dead faint.
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Voldemort was now ready to proceed. For this he would need his contact at Hogwarts. He called for Bellatrix. She came in and saw him grinning.
"What do you wish of me my Lord?" Belltrix asked bowing.
Voldemort held out the crystal that was his link to the princess. "Bellatrix tell him to get his mangy ass here. I need to tell him the rest of the plan," Voldemort said still eyeing the crystal.
Before Bellatrix could say anything a thickly accented voice rang out. "No need my Lord I am here. Vat do you vish of me?" asked Viktor Krum now also bowing.
Voldemort now eyed him and put the crystal away. "Yes Krum. You know the rest of the plan so I don't think I need to waste my breath telling you right?"
Viktor nodded.
"Well then start the second phase. If you fail, she dies. Remember Krum why you are doing this. If I fail she dies. Consider what betraying me would lead to," Voldemort said with much caution in his raspy voice.
Krum clenched his jaw. Of course he knew!
"Yes I vill start it. Do not vorry I vill not fail," so saying, Krum Diapparated.
"Bellatrix keep an eye on him. I do not trust him. I will wait until Malfoy's son is called to me to really start the plan. Go," Voldemort hissed.
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