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Chapter 32: Who's Doing What When?

Group: Understand we'll go hand in hand

But we'll walk alone in fear

Giles: Tell me

Group: Where do we go from here?

Cast of Buffy Where Do We Go From Here?Once More With Feeling

"That's the other thing I have to talk to you about. The reason Harry and Ron are here is because the Second War is ending."

"What? How?" Hermione didn't know what to ask first.

"Both sides are tired of waiting for the end to come. Voldemort knows he can only get so far with Potter alive and Potter knows that at Voldemort has to die before the war can even begin to end.

"The plan is to draw Voldemort into a duel. I know his strange sense of honor, Voldemort won't kill Potter. And hopefully in a fair duel, Voldemort will lose. And if he doesn't, it'll fall to me and Ron to take him out."

"And what will you two be doing as Harry's getting himself killed?" Hermione fought to keep the fear out of her voice.

"Taking out Death Eaters as quietly as possible. But we all agreed that you shouldn't be involved."

"Are you telling me I can't come?"

A small smile flitted across Draco's lips. "I've known you too long to try to tell you what to do without a threat ready. But I don't want to lose you. I can't." There was a silent pain that Hermione could see in Draco's eyes. She understood why he didn't want her to go, yet at the same time she knew she had to."

"I'm coming. I don't have a choice."

Draco caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead. "I understand."

"When?" She asked as they stood up.

"Tomorrow night," he said and together they slid out of the closet.

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When Lucius returned to his rooms, Kylie was still there. He sighed. Kylie was a young, thriving woman; she couldn't stay cooped up in their suite. He admitted to himself that she had a reason or two to not want to leave her confines, but still. It wasn't healthy. And then, a thought struck him.

"Kylie," she looked up from the fat book she was reading. "What did you do today?"

"Nothing much," she replied as she received a quick peck on the cheek.

"I've been thinking. The Order is welcoming some visitors today and tomorrow. People to help out with the war. But I was thinking, perhaps you'd like to show them around."

"Of course," Kylie stood up to put her book away. "I'll do it tomorrow." As she headed to the bookcase Lucius caught her arm and took the book.

"Dark Magic Through The Ages," he read approvingly. "I'm proud of you. Would you like to try some out?"

Kylie swallowed hard, but nodded her head.

"Get your wand," he said. When she returned he positioned her in front of a window in their living room.

Chapter 33: I Don't Think God Likes This…

"There can be great power in darkness. There can be great ecstasy in power."

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When Hermione had emerged from her bedroom, Lucius led her out to the balcony. He was breathing on her neck. He had a firm grip around her waist.

"We're going to work weather magic," he whispered into her ear.

No! The little voice in the back of Hermione's head shouted. Weather magic had been forbidden in the 14th century. No matter how much power they had, witches and wizards were not supposed to mess about with natural order of things. And if they did, it was in exceptional circumstances. Definitely not on whim. But a small part of Hermione was intrigued. The same part that had convinced her that reading the book on Dark Magic was just a quest for knowledge. And if knowledge was power, she needed all she could get before the next night.

That's why she'd nodded when Lucius had first asked her if she wanted to practice magic. But now she had to concentrate.

"The first thing you have to do is feel the magic, running through your veins. From here," he touched Hermione's heart. "Down here," he ran his cool fingers down her arm. "And finally here," he extended her fingers one by one. "Do you feel it?"

Hermione nodded her head. She truly did feel the magic coursing through every part of her body.

"Now, repeat after me. When the sun, takes too long to dim, return the moon as I finish this hymn."

Hermione obeyed and suddenly, the last of the sun dipped below a mountain. It was like watching a video of a sunset and then hitting the fast forward button. Just like the mansion they were staying, the magic she'd done was beautiful and awe inspiring in a dark sinister sort of way.

"Good job," Hermione could tell Lucius was proud of her.

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"Before I go," he said. "I want to show you something."

He raised his wand and muttered a spell in Latin. As they were commanded, the stars in the sky began to rearrange themselves. In the night sky, Hermione saw her assumed name spelled out in the night sky.

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Lucius felt elated as he left Kylie. Some of it could be attributed to the powerful high that working dark magic often gave him, but at least a part of it was because of her, he was sure. Everything was going perfectly. The Dark Lord's plans were almost done and now that the Enchanters had arrived, they'd be completed in no time. Soon, the war would be over. Of course, there was the slight disadvantage of not being able to put off seeing his wife any longer. But now, he had Kylie as a student. He would take her under his wing, teach her everything he knew. He'd watch her blossom into the beautiful dark witch he knew she could be.

Yes, for Lucius Malfoy, things were definitely looking up.

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Okay, it's me again! I'll be updating on Whole Again extra soon. And I have a question. I'm trying to decidehow to end this story, because the end is near. I can't decide whether it should be a little sad or not. I personally am leaning towards making it sad, but I'm not sure yet. Thoughts? Umm... individual responses follow...

Depressed Hermione Angel- Are you serious? 15? They're changing the driving age in my state to 18!

Lestatismylover- He's mine too. Along with Armand. And Louis. And Marius. David as well. I'm greedy.

Oh, and by the way. The title to Chapter 33: I Don't Think God Likes This... isn't supposed to be all religious or anything. It's just, this one time my family bought some lobsters to cook. While we were boiling themmy brother burst out with "I don't think God likes this!" We say it all the time now.