Chapter twenty eight
Hermione and Draco drew swords the next day after classes, preparing already. Dami was flying, strengthening her wings by carrying Ron around the castle grounds. Dami and Hermione would have to carry Ron Draco Harry and Ginny away if things went bad. Gwyn would carry Athos and Albus, which wasn't a problem for a seasoned Ezil Wis like her.
Draco swung again and Hermione dodged, sweeping his legs out from under him. He landed flat on his back, and shook his head. "You know, Kitten, if you're in the air you can't do that."
"Good thing we won't be." She said as she offered him her hand. He took it and he helped him to his feet.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well," she said as she walked over and picked up her school robe, "Dami and I decided that we weren't going to let them get into the air. One of the conditions we will place is that no one can fly during battle. That way, the tricks Dami and I know about fighting will work. She has a black belt in Hapkido, and with what Brent taught me, we have a better chance of winning if we stay on the ground."
Draco wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him. "What if you lose, kitten?"
"You said I wouldn't."
"They will ask for you, Dami, Me and Ron. Are you willing to risk it?"
"Yes, Draco, I am. I have to risk it. I will not live a life that condemns me to look over my back all the time. Worry about our children being snatched in the night. She will haunt us forever if we don't end it now."
Draco tilted her chin up to him. "The thought of being kept from you kills me, kitten. Tell me you'll win. Be my stubborn know it all and tell me that I have nothing to worry about."
"My Darling Draco, you have nothing to worry about." She said, and then thought except our future.
Ron and Dami landed in the courtyard a short time later, and his face showed so much worry that Hermione wanted to call everything off. She looked to Dami, who nodded to her, signaling that they needed to talk. The four separated, Draco and Ron to check on Harry and Ginny's preparations of the spell, and Dami and Hermione to visit the circle they would use to fight in. The two girls spread their wings and flew off into the forest, looking at the world they had both come to love. They landed in the circle, and closed their wings.
"Dami, are you sure we can do this?"
"I was just about to say that. We know we have to, but a part of me hates worrying Ron. Draco seems out of sorts too."
"Everyone is. This could mean that we will never see our world again. We will never be able to do what we want. We have to win, or we have to run. There is no second chance here."
"I know, Mia, I really do. I've been thinking about it, and I don't want to run, I can't. It's not in my nature."
"Nor mine, dear sister."
"I don't want to wait. I have a feeling that the longer this is prolonged, the more the Cri will have prepared to defeat us."
"But we haven't extended our challenge yet."
"She knows our past, our family, and what could possible make us weak. Do you want to give her time to study up on us even more? I don't."
"I won't feel comfortable in fighting her until I am sure I can pick up Harry and Draco. I can barely do it right now."
"I'm lucky, I got Ginny. Keep trying, every day for one-hour at least. I know you'll be tired, but we have to. I want this done Mia."
Hermione nodded. "Fine. Give me two weeks, and then we will figure out the day for sure. By the way, you wanna practice sword fighting?" Hermione transfigured her wand and Dami's into swords.
"Hey, Mia, you've got an idea there. We may not be able to use magic, but with our wands as our swords, they won't be able to destroy them. That helps out. Brilliant."
"You're starting to sound like Ron."
They began practicing then, and it went on for two hours. They couldn't beat each other because they knew they other like she was herself. Finally exhausted, they flew off to Hogwarts to rest for the next day.
Hermione and Draco drew swords the next day after classes, preparing already. Dami was flying, strengthening her wings by carrying Ron around the castle grounds. Dami and Hermione would have to carry Ron Draco Harry and Ginny away if things went bad. Gwyn would carry Athos and Albus, which wasn't a problem for a seasoned Ezil Wis like her.
Draco swung again and Hermione dodged, sweeping his legs out from under him. He landed flat on his back, and shook his head. "You know, Kitten, if you're in the air you can't do that."
"Good thing we won't be." She said as she offered him her hand. He took it and he helped him to his feet.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well," she said as she walked over and picked up her school robe, "Dami and I decided that we weren't going to let them get into the air. One of the conditions we will place is that no one can fly during battle. That way, the tricks Dami and I know about fighting will work. She has a black belt in Hapkido, and with what Brent taught me, we have a better chance of winning if we stay on the ground."
Draco wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him. "What if you lose, kitten?"
"You said I wouldn't."
"They will ask for you, Dami, Me and Ron. Are you willing to risk it?"
"Yes, Draco, I am. I have to risk it. I will not live a life that condemns me to look over my back all the time. Worry about our children being snatched in the night. She will haunt us forever if we don't end it now."
Draco tilted her chin up to him. "The thought of being kept from you kills me, kitten. Tell me you'll win. Be my stubborn know it all and tell me that I have nothing to worry about."
"My Darling Draco, you have nothing to worry about." She said, and then thought except our future.
Ron and Dami landed in the courtyard a short time later, and his face showed so much worry that Hermione wanted to call everything off. She looked to Dami, who nodded to her, signaling that they needed to talk. The four separated, Draco and Ron to check on Harry and Ginny's preparations of the spell, and Dami and Hermione to visit the circle they would use to fight in. The two girls spread their wings and flew off into the forest, looking at the world they had both come to love. They landed in the circle, and closed their wings.
"Dami, are you sure we can do this?"
"I was just about to say that. We know we have to, but a part of me hates worrying Ron. Draco seems out of sorts too."
"Everyone is. This could mean that we will never see our world again. We will never be able to do what we want. We have to win, or we have to run. There is no second chance here."
"I know, Mia, I really do. I've been thinking about it, and I don't want to run, I can't. It's not in my nature."
"Nor mine, dear sister."
"I don't want to wait. I have a feeling that the longer this is prolonged, the more the Cri will have prepared to defeat us."
"But we haven't extended our challenge yet."
"She knows our past, our family, and what could possible make us weak. Do you want to give her time to study up on us even more? I don't."
"I won't feel comfortable in fighting her until I am sure I can pick up Harry and Draco. I can barely do it right now."
"I'm lucky, I got Ginny. Keep trying, every day for one-hour at least. I know you'll be tired, but we have to. I want this done Mia."
Hermione nodded. "Fine. Give me two weeks, and then we will figure out the day for sure. By the way, you wanna practice sword fighting?" Hermione transfigured her wand and Dami's into swords.
"Hey, Mia, you've got an idea there. We may not be able to use magic, but with our wands as our swords, they won't be able to destroy them. That helps out. Brilliant."
"You're starting to sound like Ron."
They began practicing then, and it went on for two hours. They couldn't beat each other because they knew they other like she was herself. Finally exhausted, they flew off to Hogwarts to rest for the next day.