Time is a Powerful Thing

By Alavna

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter but I do own Bade

Chapter 3: Qumar meet Bade, Bade Kill Qumar

Hermione's eyes fluttered open to see a large high ceiling.

"Good Morning m'lady," a young woman entered the room holding a pile of folded clothes.

"Ah, Kaida what year is it today?" Hermione asked.

"2218, you must've had a bit too much wine to drink last night," the woman answered.

Memories and knowledge came flooding into Hermione's mind. When Voldermort tried to take over he failed and sent the entire world back in time. Society was just getting back on its feet. They had re entered the Renaissance with a twist, but witches, wizards and muggles lived together, there were only a few Purebloods left in the world while most others were either half bloods or Muggle borns. Rich families ordered their daughters to have arranged marriages to keep the family fortune in their bloodline and those of whom they trusted.

Hermione was betrothed to a horrible man that lived on the other side of town. She had met him twice and despite his good looks that had every girl envious of her, she hated his guts. His name was Qumar Talenshore and his family was the richest in the whole city. Today she would be meeting with him again and it was his job to impress her and to get to know her but he usually tried to pull her away and get all over her.

"You look worried. What ever is wrong?" Kaida asked laying out Hermiones day clothes.

"I have to meet with Qumar again today. He's going to try and pounce on me like he always does. Even if I tell Father, he won't believe me and he will just say that I just have pre-marriage jitters. Oh Kaida, what am I going to do?" Hermione dropped back down on her bed and pulled her pillow over her face.

"You could put up with it," Kaida suggested but with a glare from Hermione she changed her mind and said, "Ok, ok, bad idea. There are two things you could do. The first being to kill your self but I don't recommend it. The second being that you run away but in this day and age that's not a good idea…" she was cut off by Hermione.

"That's it!" she squealed with glee, "Why didn't I think of it before."

"Your not going to kill your self are you?" Kaida exclaimed in shock.

"What? No, of course not. I'm going to run away. Tonight at midnight, I'll sneak out my window, take Bade and ride out into the country. Kaida I need you to go into town and by some normal clothes, not these fancy dresses. Buy a dress, pants, a baggy shirt, hat, and boots. Only essentials. Oh and also a bag, not a fancy one." Kaida started going out the door when Hermione called her back for one more thing. "Don't tell any one."

"Don't worry, I won't," answered Kaida and she ran out the door and into the bustling street. Hermione watched her go but soon lost her in the crowd.

Hermione looked at what her father had picked out for her to wear. She grimaced at it. The dress was a horrible green with white lacy bits. The shoulders where a little poofy and the neckline to her was way to low.

I swear father wants him to get all over me Hermione thought and pulled on the underdress. Another of the maids came in and tightened the underdress up. She then put on the corset and Hermione felt the maid do it up a little tighter.

"Your fathers orders for it to be tightened up an extra four centimetres," the maid explained as Hermione gasped in pain.

The maid helped her with the dress and her hair and she left Hermione to inspect herself in the mirror. The shoes were green, the dress was green, her jewellery was green, and the ribbons and clips in her hair were green. To her all the green didn't suit her.

I look and feel like a freaking plant! What is with all the green? Father has defiantly lost it. Hermione looked for a safety pin to pull the sides of the neckline together so it didn't show any cleavage but she found none in sight. Great, today, he'll think I'm trying to come onto him and that I was playing hard to get.

"Father!" she yelled stomping down the stair and into her fathers study.

"Ah my dear your awake and look lovely," her father, a chubby man who looked like Santa with brown hair, grinned at his daughter.

"What is with all of the green?"

"It's Qumar's favourite colour, we want to impress him."

The doorman came into the room. "Mister Qumar Talenshore is here Sir. He is waiting out in the court yard for Miss Granger."

"Of course. Hermione dear, go out and spend time with your fiancé. You two behave," he said and winked at her.

Hermione gave a scream of frustration and stomped out of the study and made her way groggily towards the courtyard.

She was greeted by an overly happy Qumar, "Hello Hermione my dear. Let's go for a walk around the gardens." He took her hand and pulled her out into the back of the gardens.

He pulled her around behind the greenhouse and pushed her up against the wall. Hermione struggled against him as he started kissing her neck.

"I swear Qumar. When I tell my father…" Hermione tried finishing her sentence but was cut off.

"He'll what? Please. This is what he expects us to be doing. By the way nice dress," he looked down at her cleavage and smirked. Hermione tried to retort but her clamped her mouth shut with his mouth as he started roughly kissing her.

Hermione kept struggling and realised that he had forgotten to pin her legs, so she kneed him in a very sensitive spot. His face contorted in pain and he crumpled to the ground. Hermione wiped her mouth and spat on Qumar.

"Pervert!" she screamed and ran off and hid in the stables.

Her horse, Bade, a pure black Arab, was very protective of her and was one of the hardest horses to ride in the stables and only Hermione had mastered to ride him as he had taken a liking to her.

"Where is she? I know your in here Hermione now get out here now!" demanded Qumar as he limped into the stables.

Hermione was shaking and pulled her knees up to her chest and buried her head into them. Qumar heard her shifting and barged into Bades' stall. He bent down and grabbed Hermione tightly by the arms, pulled her up and slapped her. "No one, ever does that to me!" he said and slapped her again.

"Wrong move," Hermione said confidently.

Qumar thought that she was being stupid but he heard something behind him pouring the ground and snorting. Qumar turned his head around and saw the black Arab tossing his head in rage. No one touched his master like that unless they had a death wish. Qumar dropped Hermione roughly to the ground as Bade reared up and beated the air with his front hooves. Qumar jumped over Hermione and tried running around the animal. Bade reared up again and landed his front hooves on the other side of Hermione, protecting her. Qumar snuck around Bade and ran screaming out of the stables and passed Hermiones father who was showing the new stable hand the horses.

"Qumar? Qumar, what ever is the matter?" Jett Granger yelled after Qumar.

Bade ran out of his stable and after Qumar, Qumar had left the door open in his rush not to get killed. Hermione ran out after him no longer hampered by her shoes, which she had left in the stable. Her father stopped her.

"What did you do this time? And what on earth happened to your face? It's all red."

"Qumar, slapped me after I tried to get him off of me. He slapped me in front of Bade and now Qumar is getting what he deserves."

"What? Now you call Bade back here this instant! Bade will kill Qumar."

"He's just being protective of me besides, Bades not going to kill him, he can run way faster than that pace."

Qumar was still running around screaming. The gardeners jumped out of the way as the screaming man and the prancing horse came past, they didn't care if they tromped on the newly planted flowers as long as they got out of the horses way, they were fine. Qumar tripped and fell to the ground and Bade reared up again kicking the air.

"Hermione," Jett said scared that the horse was going to trample the poor man.

Bades hooves came down on either side of Qumars' head. The horse lowered its face to Qumars and snorted. Qumar fainted right there and then.

Hermione gave one long loud whistle and Bade came prancing back over to her. She smiled and gave Bade a scratch behind his ear. Bade nudged her with his head, which caught her off guard and Hermione stumbled into the new stable hand who caught her before she could fall.

"Sorry," Hermione managed to say to the boy as he lifted her back onto her feet.

"It's alright," the boy said looking at the horse worried.

"Hermione this is Draco, our new stable hand. He will be living in the manor and will be spending the remainder of the year here," Jett explained.

"Sir, I'm fine to sleep out here…" Draco started but Jett cut in again.

"No, no, no. Everyone who works here gets a quarters of their own, a large pay a week and is fed too. Our manor is too big for just two people, Hermione mother is touring the world and she won't be back for a long time, so we have heaps of spare rooms. Bade will you stop that!"

Bade was pulling on the strings on the back of Hermiones dress. He didn't like the dress and wanted to trample it but couldn't because Hermione was strapped in it. He nudged Hermione into Draco once more and snorted at Jett.

"He doesn't like this dress and I have to agree. It's horrible. Green is not my colour. Come on Bade," Hermione led Bade back into his stall and started grooming him. The back of her dress was coming apart from where Bade had stared pulling.

"She is a handful. Ever since she found out she had to marry Qumar she's been acting up," Jett said to himself.

"Sir, do you mind if I say something?" Draco asked.

"Go ahead."

"Now this is just a guess but I don't think she likes Qumar. I think Hermione is one of those girls that wants to marry someone she loves for who they are and not how much money they have. She knows that if she goes through with the marriage then she'll be unhappy for the rest of her life."

"I never noticed, but I can't unbetrothed her to Qumar. The Talenshore's will loose trust in my family."

"It's up to you Sir. Do you want your daughter to spend the rest of her life unhappy with a man like Qumar? Or do you want her to find someone who loves her for who she is and not just her beauty, and who she loves for who they are, and she'll be happy for ever and beyond?" Draco went to go and introduce himself with the rest of the horses but thought of something else, "My sister didn't want to get married to a man like Qumar so she killed herself to get out of it. She did this right in front of me and said 'at leased I'm free to find someone I love and not a perverted jerk like him'. That's what some women do in times like this, they see the only way out is by killing themselves and freeing their soul from the bounds of being betrothed."

Draco walked off and petted a grey and brown thoroughbred horse called, Stirlo.