A/N: Hey everyone. Okay please keep in mind this is still CozzaGirl16 I have just changed my pen name to Lady Delphinea as I am no longer 16! I am 17! Whoo hoo for me to reach that age. LOL. Anyway glad you enjoyed the last chapter here I go with the next one.
DISCLAIMER: NOT MINE IS HARRY POTTER. VERBATIMS YES I OWN.
Chapter Nineteen: And So It Begins
"You ready?" asked Gavin as Hermione pocketed her wand.
Hermione nodded and looked at Gavin. She could see he was worried and she couldn't blame him one bit.
"You're worried aren't you?" said Hermione walking over to him.
"Of course I am Hermione. Voldemort could sense you in your room and go straight there and attack you."
"Look Draco will be there in a minute. As soon as he arrives we will both leave and you get out of my room too. This will work out I swear."
Gavin nodded and took Hermione's hand apperating them to her room.
Draco was there pacing and as soon as he saw Hermione he grabbed her hand as Gavin let go and apperated them out of there. Gavin looked around for a second and left with a snap just before her bedroom door banged open.
!Z!
Hermione hit the wooden floor of 12 Grimmauld Place hard. She looked up at Draco surprised.
"Did I do something wrong?" she asked standing up and dusting her pants off.
"Sorry," said Draco pulling her into a hug, "We had to leave quickly before you were found out."
Hermione hugged him back and pulled away, a small smile on her lips, as the door to the kitchen burst open. They both pulled away from each other and looked to see Harry, Ron, Ginny and Blaise running out to see them.
"Hey you four!" grinned Hermione hugging them all in turn, "It's so good to see you all."
"Glad your healthy Hermione," said Harry smiling at her, "Come on. The meeting is about to begin. Everyone is really wanting to see you Hermione."
Hermione linked arms with Ron and Harry and the three walked in leaving Ginny, Blaise and Draco looking at them.
"What do you think she would do if she knew they thought she'd betrayed them?" asked Blaise quietly to Ginny and Draco.
"I don't know," said Ginny, "And I think it's best she didn't know at all. We need her in high spirits this Sunday night."
Draco nodded in agreement as Mrs Weasley popped her head out of the kitchen doorway.
"You three, come on. The meeting is starting."
The three hurriedly entered the dim kitchen that had a happy fire burning in the fireplace. The room seemed to have been magically enlarged for the meeting. The table was long with a lot of people sitting around it in high backed wooden, cushioned chairs. At the head near the fireplace sat Dumbledore with Mr Weasley to his right and Hermione to his left. Draco took a seat beside Harry and Ginny.
"Welcome Members of the Order," said Dumbledore in his even clam voice, "Tonight's meeting is a highly important one. So I will need your undivided attention. As you know we have asked Hermione to join us tonight. She is key to Sunday's battle against Voldemort. As is our spies, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape and Narcissa Malfoy."
Draco looked at Dumbledore in shock, "My Mum?"
"Didn't she tell you?" spoke up Snape, "She has been a spy for years."
"She never said a word... so she has also been telling you about what the dark side has been up too?"
"Yes," nodded Dumbledore, "Lucius boasts about a lot of things to her. Very useful things. It is sad she could not be here with us tonight."
Draco nodded and looked at Blaise who raised his eyebrows meaning he too was shocked.
"Now Hermione and her brother Gavin, who is also on our side and has grown up with the Dark Side being around him his whole life, have been making something that will help Harry destroy Voldemort on Sunday. Hermione do you wish to fill us in on this creation?"
Hermione nodded and looked around the room at the sea of faces. She took in a deep breath to clam her nerves, "Okay well my brother and I have spent the last few days making a potion. Now I know a lot of you are thinking what good is some potion against the powerful evil scum you have all come to fear. But this potion is no ordinary exploding potion you aurours use to kill Death Eaters or other evil beings. This potion is deadly and powerful. Harry... what is one thing Voldemort hates more than you?"
"Love," replied Harry, "He grew up not being loved so he hated it. That is what stopped him from killing me."
"Exactly," nodded Hermione, "This potion is a mixture of the love potion and a creation that Gavin and I created one night. In our creation in there is the blood of two people who love each other along with many other things. This potion is strong. It doesn't make you fall in love it makes you feel the emotion but in a way that it will destroy you."
Everyone, including Dumbledore looked at Hermione with his or her mouth open.
"Umm... and it will be ready Sunday," added Hermione nervously."
Dumbledore closed his mouth and started nodding, "Hermione... you and your brother both will deserve to be awarded the Order of Merlin First Class. Only you and your brother could come up with something like that."
Hermione smiled going a bit red in the face.
"Okay," said Dumbledore regaining everyone's attention, "Now to plan how we will strike."
!Z!
"GAVIN!" came his father's yell from his sister's room.
Gavin sighed and got up from his desk chair and exited his room and walked down the hall to the room that was once spotless but was now trashed with broken furniture, the bed on fire and curtains torn to shreds.
"Father, Lord Voldemort," said Gavin with a bow, "What has happened?"
"WHAT HAS HAPPENED?" roared Voldemort, "THAT LITTLE... WITCH WAS HERE! I SENSED HER POWER!"
"I see and I gather you have not found her?" asked Gavin calmly.
"How stupid are you boy?" snapped his father, "It is obvious we have not found her. She has vanished again. But she will return and when she does we will be waiting... she will not slip through our fingers again... no she shall not."
Gavin nodded. How was he to get Hermione to the hide out room alive?
"Leave," snapped Voldemort annoyed by him.
Gavin turned and hurriedly left to his room. He shut the door and began pacing.
"What do I do?" he muttered.
Surely no area in the Estate was safe. Unless...
Gavin rushed to his desk and pulled the draws open and pulled out a map. On the map was a drawing of all the estate and the areas Voldemort could sense. He traced his finger to the hidden room and smiled. Voldemort couldn't sense anything that side of the estate. He grabbed some parchment and scrawled and note to Hermione and Draco. He knew Khan would find the hidden Place. Most owls knew where hidden places were.
He tied the letter to Khans leg and watched his owl fly away, running a hand through his brown straight short hair giving it a messy, wind blown look.
"Two days to go. She can't get killed."
!Z!
"I'm telling you that way will be safe," snapped Hermione at Snape, "All you Death Eaters will be socializing about who's killed what at that time. And it's the only bloody way!"
Everyone went silent as Hermione pounded the table breathing hard. For the past ten minutes Hermione and Snape had been debating on where to strike from.
"I may be a girl Severus," said Hermione looking at him, "But that doesn't mean I am incapable of helping make a battle plan. If anything I know that Estate better than you. Sure you've known it longer than I have, but you haven't lived there, drilled on all the places there is to know about that hell of a place. The forest is the best place to strike from. It's dark and no one will notice the Order approaching the doors until they fire the first spell. Not only that they will be caught off guard."
Dumbledore nodded, "Severus Hermione has the proper idea. Surely you agree with her."
Snape sighed and drummed hid fingers across the table top, "Fine... I will be by the doors 7pm sharp. Miss Granger where shall you be?"
"I'll be in the hidden room. I make Gavin be by the large double doors waiting for Harry and whoever is with him. He will secretly lead them to the room hurriedly, if not apperate them to me. From there we will plan on what to do," said Hermione as an owl swooped into the room and dropped a letter on Hermione's lap.
Hermione picked it up and opened it as the owl flew out the window.
Hermione and Draco,
DO NOT GO TO HERMIONE'S ROOM WHEN YOU RETURN! APPERATE TO THE HALL OUTSIDE THE HIDDEN ROOM. THAT WAY VOLDEMORT WON'T SENSE YOU LIKE HE DID!
KEEP HER SAFE DRACO, I'M COUNTING ON YOU.
Gavin
Hermione re read the letter and chucked to Draco who read it. They both nodded to each other.
"Okay," said Dumbledore, "I think we have covered the basis of the attack. It is late and Hermione I gather you have to get back soon?"
Hermione nodded and everyone stood.
"Meeting ended," said Dumbledore rolling up the parchment in front of him.
Hermione made her way over to Draco saying hi to anyone she knew.
"We are lucky we left when we did," said Draco when Hermione reached him, "Another second and I think neither of us would be alive."
"I know," sighed Hermione, "I'm putting everyone through to much. Especially you and Gavin. Maybe I'm better off dead."
"No your not," said Draco leading her up the kitchen stairs to the empty entrance hall.
"I make everyone worry. If I die this Sunday no one will have to panic about me loosing my temper. I felt the urge back in the meeting to kill Snape! I've been mad at him before... but I've never felt like murdering him."
"You were stressing out Baby," said Draco wrapping his arms around her waist, "You will be fine. I believe in you. Think in two days we will hopefully be able to be together."
"What do you mean by hopefully Draco?" asked Hermione pulling away and looking at him strangely, "I know this has to do with what you are hiding from me."
Draco opened and closed his mouth a few times.
"Draco tell me now," said Hermione leading him to the drawing room and locking the door as people began filing into the entrance hall, "I know you are hiding something from me and I deserve to know."
Draco sighed and looked out the window at the starry sky, "I know something about me father... he's been planning it for years."
"What?" asked Hermione her voice in a soft tone.
Draco looked at Hermione, "He says when Voldemort is destroyed he is going to be the next Dark Lord and he'll want me to me his right hand man."
"But you don't have to be Draco! We'll kill him on Sunday!"
"What if he doesn't die Hermione? Than what huh? We couldn't be together! He would want you dead and he'll want me to kill you! I can't do that! You know I couldn't... the only way you could live is if we'd brake up. That way you can live a normal life."
"A normal life... without you? Are you crazy Draco? Have you gone mental or something or do you not know how much I love you, how much it would kill me not to be able to be with you?"
"Of course I know all that Hermione. Merlin of course I do, but if Voldemort dies and my father lives we won't be together. To keep you alive I'll have to stay away from you."
Hermione walked to the window and looked at the street, "Than I'll make sure to kill him myself if I have too. He won't keep me from you Draco. I won't let him...I won't."
Draco walked over to Hermione and turned her around to face him, "Than we can only hope he does die."
Hermione slipped her arms around Draco and hugged him as he hugged her.
He raised his hand and tilted Hermione's face up to look at him. Both closed into a deep kiss, consciously knowing this could be there last time together.
"Do you want to go somewhere private?" asked Draco softly in her ear.
Hermione nodded and both left with a crack, unlocking the door before they left.
!Z!
"They've left," said Ginny opening the drawing room door to find it empty, "I guess she had to get back quickly."
Blaise nodded and hugged Ginny, "You'll see her Sunday... even if it is under bad circumstances."
Ginny chuckled, "You always know the right things to say."
"Take it up stairs!" said Fred and him and George walked over to the couple of lovebirds.
Earlier that day when the twins were showing Ginny some new tricks they had gotten to know Blaise and instantly liked him.
"Yes... please do," smiled George before turning serious, "How do you think Sunday will turn out?"
"We can only hope Hermione's potion is a winner. But from the sound of it I'd say it is," said Blaise as they four found a seat in the drawing room.
"What has Hermione created that hasn't worked?" asked Angelina Johnson entering the room.
The former Gryffindor was now a MEDI witch at St Mungo's.
"Well in her 2nd year she created a poly juice potion and thought she had human hair but it turned out to be cats," said Ginny remembering visiting her best friend covered in cat fur, "But that was 2nd year."
The other four nodded and sat in silence the stress of Sunday finally hitting them.
"She's a brave girl," said Blaise softly, "I've never had anything against Hermione and from day one of knowing her you could tell she was someone you could count on... who was brave and destined to do great things."
"I never would've guessed something like this happening to her though," said George, "She always was the serious one, follow the rules, do your homework, get good marks but don't mess with her while she is doing her homework or studying for exam... the type of girl you could admire... but I bet after Sunday millions of witches and wizards will be admiring her. Along with her brother."
Fred nodded, "I heard about the beating she took... no one deserves that... but did you hear about her mother?"
"What?" asked Ginny.
"Killed her. Harry told me. She was standing up to Voldemort and she was going to curse the sucker when her real mother stepped out of the line and Hermione spun around and killed her... but she couldn't believe she did from what Harry said. She was really shocked about it..."
Blaise sighed, "I'm going to bed. It's late."
"I'd better go," said Angelina standing up and hugging Fred and George as they stood as well, "Bye."
The others said bye and headed to there rooms exhausted from the hectic meeting.
!Z!
Hermione looked around the cabin. It was literally in the middle of nowhere. Draco stood behind her, his arms around her waist.
"Where are we?" asked Hermione.
"A cabin near Hogsmeade... I brought it in my sixth year for somewhere to go over the school holidays to escape from my father. No one but you and I know about it," said Draco.
"He must be a nightmare to live with."
"He is... but not as bad as Voldemort."
Hermione sighed and turned in Draco's arms to face him. She ran a hand down his cheek, fighting the urge to cry. Draco drew her closer and kissed his down her jaw line and neck. Hermione placed a hand firmly on his chin and brought his lips to hers. They both staggered towards the double bed near them. Draco pulled away for a bit and looked Hermione in the eye, silently asking the question with them. Hermione nodded and Draco lifted her up and onto the bed. His climbed onto the bed and sat on her waist undoing her top...
!Z!
Harry and Ron sat in there room in silence. Both were deep in thought about the same thing: Sunday night. It wasn't until the meeting that they realized how big it was. Harry sighed and elbowed his pillow in anger. Ron looked at him surprised.
"How come it's always someone I care about that cops it all?" asked Harry finally, "Because of me Sirius is dead, because of me my parents are dead, because of me Hermione has to live in that hell hole. And because of me many people are going to die this Sunday!"
"Harry it's not your fault. You didn't ask for any of this to happen," said Ron truthfully, "It's not like you were born and asked for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to make your life hell."
Harry sighed and smacked the back of his head on the wall on purpose, "You know what's worse?"
"What?"
"I realized something tonight... I finally realized how much Hermione and Draco are in love... I knew he meant a lot to her, but you could tell from the way they would look at each other that they would die for one and other."
"I did too. But she would die for any of us as well... I really hope this Sunday will work out."
"Don't worry," said Harry looking at Ron with an intense stare, "One way or another Voldemort will die this Sunday even if I die killing him."
!Z!
Hermione looked at her watch as she lay beside Draco. It had been two hours since she'd left Grimmauld Place and it was nearing midnight. She had to get back before Gavin came looking for her.
"Draco," murmured Hermione sitting up, "I have to go back. Gavin will worry."
Draco nodded and both got up and dressed not regretting a thing that happened.
After dressing Draco walked around to Hermione and hugged her.
"Always remember I'm with you and I love no matter what I say."
Hermione touched the necklace he'd given her and nodded. Draco took her hand and both left with a crack.
They apperated right outside the hidden room. Hermione pushed the two stones and the wall crumbled down. Both walked in the wall rebuilding itself behind them. Gavin was inside checking the potion. He looked up to see the two and smiled that they were both in one peace.
"How'd the meeting go?" he asked.
"Good," replied Hermione, "Everything is set. I'll explain more later."
Gavin nodded and muttered something about needing the guys room and left, entering the bathroom.
Hermione looked at Draco, "I guess you have to go huh?"
"Yeah... Mother will be worrying about me no doubt."
Hermione nodded and hugged him, "Bye."
"Take care."
With that he left with a crack and Hermione sat on the nearest stool and starred at the table top, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Gavin walked back in and Hermione looked up at him.
"This Sunday, "she said, "I'm showing mercy to no evil arsehole."
!Z!
Sunday. Battle Day. Death Day. No Mercy Day.
Hermione and Gavin carefully lifted the heavy cauldron together onto the wooden table.
"God it's heavy," said Gavin wiping his hands on his t-shirt.
"That means she's ready to be used," replied Hermione uncorking an empty vial and placing it in a vial holder. She uncorked three more and placed in the holder as well, "Got the silver ladle? The wooden ones will burn."
"Sure do," replied Gavin opening a metal box and pulling out the pure silver ladle.
"Excellent."
Gavin handed the ladle to Hermione and pulled the lid off the cauldron. The black potion was still smoking the way it should be.
"Wow," breathed Hermione, "This... I can't believe it Gavin. We did this... we made it."
Gavin smiled and Hermione ladled the smooth, liquid potion and poured it into the vial, the potion hissing as it went in.
"Voldemort is not going to know what hit him," smirked Gavin corking the vial with a silver cork.
Hermione chuckled evilly in reply.
!Z!
The day passed to fast for those at Grimmauld place as they dressed in their rooms.
Ginny zipped up her dark blue flare jeans and than pulled on a black singlet top. She than pulled on her jogger and pulled her hair into a ponytail. As she pocketed her wand she inhaled a deep nervous breath.
A knock at the door made her jump and she ran over and opened it revealing Blaise dressed in green cargos and a white shirt.
"White shirt?" asked Ginny.
"It's all I had that was really comfortable," he shrugged.
Ginny shook her head, "We leave in ten minutes. Should we go down now?"
"Everyone else is that's why I came to see you."
"You came to escort me down stairs?" smiled Ginny, linking arms with him as they left.
"Well... couldn't let a pretty thing like you walk down stairs alone could I?"
Ginny laughed as they walked down stairs. In the entrance hall hundreds of Order members were waiting as Dumbledore look at them all.
Blaise and Ginny stood on the bottom stair and waited for Dumbledore to speak.
"Tonight we fight to our Death if we must," he said calmly, "Tonight we hope to return here victorious. Tonight we show mercy to no evil. Ginny, Blaise and Ron, you will stay with Harry at all times. But I ask you all to not harm Draco or Severus. And if you see a young man with Hermione... he would look some what like her, do not harm him at all for he would be Gavin... Harry, Ron, Blaise, Ginny... find Draco when you arrive, ask him to take you to Gavin. Than you will get taken to Hermione. Everybody link hands."
Everybody linked hands around the room. Dumbledore closed his eyes and all were gone with a crack.
!Z!
Hermione pulled on her black arm sleeve type things that came to her elbows. She than pulled on her white singlet top and black flares hip jeans. Last her faithful skeg shoes she wore everywhere. She pocketed her wand after charming her hair into a braid.
Gavin exited the bathroom dressed in his black robes he was expected to wear every Sunday. He'd been coming and going all night.
"How do I know what Harry looks like?" he asked.
"Draco will bring them to you okay? Besides you will see his scar and know it's him right away... just don't stare at it. He hate's that majorly."
Gavin nodded and looked at his watch. 6:55PM flashed at him.
"Time for me to get down there," he said, "I'll be back soon."
Hermione nodded and started pacing nervously.
!Z!
Draco and Snape gave each other a quick glance as they passed each other. Snape walked towards the glass doors and positioned himself carefully. Draco began to chat with another young male Death Eater and pretended to listen as the man droned on about his latest muggle killing.
"Oh yes... really?" replied Draco before glancing at Snape, "Excuse me will you? In need of a drink."
"Isn't the drink great?" replied the guy, "I heard it has a hint of mudblood in it."
Draco nodded and quickly moved away, "Sick arsehole," he muttered.
!Z!
Harry crouched behind a tree next to Ron. Before them was a huge castle building, known as the Verbatim Estate. They could see the Death Eaters chatting away in the large room. Voldemort was not to be seen from where they were.
Harry looked at his watch: 6:59PM.
"A minute to go," said Dumbledore.
"I'm scared," said Ginny, "What if we get killed?"
"Don't think like that," whispered Fred beside his sister, "You will be fine. If a Death Eater grabs you, knee him in the balls like you did to me when you were younger."
Ginny half smiled as Dumbledore stood, "NOW!"
The large group of Order members ran out from the bushes, all looks of determination upon their faces.
Wands were already out as they drew closer and closer to the Estate, not one Death Eater noticing until Dumbledore fired a spell at the window sending glass crashing down on the Death Eaters by the window.
"ATTACK!" yelled Mr Weasley, as all hell broke loose.
Blaise grabbed Ginny's hand and along with Harry and Ron they made there way through the crowd of Death Eaters frantically searching for Draco.
"DUCK!" screamed Ginny as a red spell came their way.
All four ducked and the spell hit someone behind them, who they didn't know or worry about.
"Follow me!" yelled a voice above them.
All four stood up and saw Draco pull off his Death Eaters robe and hurriedly he lead them through the battle taking place to the large wooden doors.
"Quick," hissed Draco opening it.
Harry went through first, than Ron, Ginny and Blaise followed by Draco.
"Gavin?" asked Harry eyeing the brown haired guy.
"Follow me," he replied running up the staircase.
The five followed, rounding the first corner as the fight entered the room they were just in.
!Z!
Hermione paced nervously around the blue room. She could hear the battle taking place floors below, screams of dying people, yells of angry curses, and the odd explosion of the exploding potion every now and then. But the worst thing was to Hermione was her friends were dying down there. Her friends from Hogwarts. Even she could die tonight, same with Draco, Ron, Ginny, Blaise, Gavin and Harry.
Hermione stopped pacing and gripped the table tightly, her knuckles went white.
"HERMIONE!"
Hermione ran to the hall and saw Gavin run in leading Harry and the others behind him.
"What's going on down there? I mean I know what's going on but who's dies so far?" said Hermione frantically waving her hands around as she spoke.
"I don't know but we have to hurry before to many from our side die," said Ron calmly.
Hermione nodded, "Okay," she walked over to a cabinet and pulled out the vials and handed one to Harry and pocketed the others, "I'm staying by your side at all times. We find Voldemort, get him away from everyone and than we kill him."
"Why do we have to kill him away from everyone?" asked Harry.
"That potion Harry is lethal. And I don't what will happen when it touches Voldemort... we need to be safe here."
Harry nodded turning the vial in his hands, "Right... lets go."
A/N: So what will be the outcome of the battle? Will they all live? I don't even know yet! Now people have asked me where do I get my ideas for stories from. Well I watch TV shows, movies and I normally get ideas from them. Or maybe at school... in Legal Studies I've gotten ideas from listening to the teacher talk about stuff. As I write I listen to music and the topic of some songs is the topic of certain things. So yeah.
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