-Alrighty. I'd say in another fifteen, yes, fifteen chapters we will be done. Sorry, but I like writing complex characters and situations. Next time I'll put 'OC', not really familiar with all the fan fic lingo. Butplease, enjoy the ride...another little hint: Draco and Hermione :) -
Chapter 30
The next morning was a little chaotic, Azadeh panicked when what happened was put in the paper, describing a small female, who seemed to be of dark skin:
"She attacked like an animal," Jasper Williamson, 39, stated. "She was quick and had eyes like a cat. It wouldn't suprise me if she was one of those aweful Shamans you hear about. She attacked my wife, kicked her down the stairs and took our servant."
"AWEFUL SHAMANS!" Azadeh shouted.
"Well, my pet, what did you expect...did you really do all that?" Draco smirked.
"Well...yeah...sort of, yeah," they giggled together. "But he made it look like I just came out of nowhere, like I just randomly attacked them like some rabid dog! They were killing Hermione! Really, servant my ASS, more like MURDER VICTIM!" Azadeh crouched down on the floor in frustration, hitting her head with the paper, "OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
Draco raised his eyebrows, impressed by her fashionably vulgar use of language.
"What if someone reads this and recognizes me, there's no picture...but the cat eyes and dark skin, I should have asked to borrow your gloves just in case."
"Relax, they don't know where you are, and Nagini is not easily fooled. But I've been around that damned snake most of my life and I know what will do it."
"I hope you're right, Draco."
Harry read the paper, he couldn't sleep at all, his mind hazy, eyes hurting because of all the crying he did last night. Then he caught the column with Jasper Williamson in it, 'a small female, who seemed dark skinned...with cat-like eyes...'
His mind clicked, when Draco told him "things are not always what they seem..." It wasn't possible, was it? Nagini herself, confirmed Azadeh's death...yet, Draco had said to meet him withing fourty-eight hours, which was tomorrow around this time...and tomorrow it would be. He prayed hard that it was his Azadeh, "please...whoever is up there, PLEASE let my Azadeh be alive. I'll give anything, I'll do anything for her to be alive." He started to sob again...thankfully, his work gave him a week to grieve his wife's 'accidental death'. ...
Hermione was getting used to her new surroundings. This was a literal village of those who opposed Voldemort. They had homes, actual homes that could easily be packed away if they were some how found out. Everyone was so friendly and welcomed her with open arms, they knew who she was, 'the smart Hermione, one of Harry's famous friends', she was flattered by the remarks.
Azadeh's father introduced her to the 'leaders' of the rebellion, though they preferred a not to assume since everyone did their part. There was Bishop, Angela, Sosia, and Fritz, only some of those who had special abilites that were well used. Anywhere from machinery to special and rare magical abilities. Immediately, Hermione was put in the middle of it, asking for information on what was going on, and also on Azadeh.
Lucius went through the paper and read through the artical about another possible attack by the rebellion...this 'Jasper Williamson' was telling the details. He eyed the information and found it awefully coincedental that she was a small female with cat-like eyes and dark skin. Perhaps it was time to talk to this man and find out more.
Jasper opened the door when he heard the knock, there stood Lucius Malfoy, one of Voldemort's top Death Eaters.
"OH, What an HONOR, please...come in!" Jasper practically made a fool out of himself and so did his wife, who to Lucius, looked like a horse.
Lucius entered in his usual regal manner, looking around the house, the mess obviously cleaned up. "I've come to ask a few quesitons on the girl that attacked you...it was a girl, correct?"
"Darling, would you excuse us?" Jasper asked his wife, his wife left with a disappointed look on her face, she was too busy fawning over Lucius like a bitch in heat. Lucius always prided himself on the fact that he was a very good looking man, especially for a pure-blood. Sometimes the families intermarried, causing 'kissing cousins' often times, and producing not so good looking children. He was lucky as far as that was concerned. Jasper's wife, obviously was not. "Yes."
"You said she was dark skinned? Petite?"
"Oh yes, I could tell she was dark skinned, her hands were bare, no gloves. Tiny girl, but great body," Jasper winked. Lucius wanted to back hand the man. "She fought like you all do, like a Death Eater, she didn't have, and I'm ashamed to say it, any problem taking down my wife and I. I did manage to throw her off once, but I blacked out after that...my servant took me from behind. Unfortunately, I didn't see her face, only that she was small in stature."
"How tall, this tall?" Lucius raised his hand to only halfway up his chest.
"That's about right."
"What was she wearing?"
"All black, black turtle neck sweater, black muggle jeans, shoes and a black ski-mask...she was pretty from what I could tell through the mask."
"Did they say a name?"
Jasper shook his head, "afraid not, but that's how it works..right?"
"What was your servant's name?"
"Hermione Granger." Lucius shot his head up. "I think you might remember her, the one who faught in the final battle? Shame, pretty girl, but my wife wanted me to get rid of her, caught her trying to run away. Personally I think she was jealous of her, my wife isn't exactly the prettiest of the lot," Jasper winced.
Lucius did not say anything as far as that was concerned, "well, good day, that is all I need." He got up and left, Jasper leading him out.
It didn't take Lucius long to figure it out. Either the boy didn't really kill her, or he tried and someone intervened. Rarely did Voldemort's little trances NOT work, so someone had to interfere, but who? AND it was no coincidence that Azadeh was looking Hermione Granger up and then all of a sudden, she is spirited away exactly twenty-four hours after Azadeh was presumed dead.
He would have to do some investigating. Nagini was hard to fool...but it wasn't impossible.
Draco laid in his bed with Azadeh beside him, she had taken to doing this because she was scared to be alone. What Harry did reaked havoc on her emotional state, still, she didn't mind when he held her, her head on his chest. He wanted to make love to her again, but he knew the first time was a fluke, an emotional outburst, but he enjoyed it, loved it...wanting it again and again. Still, Harry would be here tomorrow morning and it wouldn't look good if she was naked in his bed when he showed up.
He was going to suprise Azadeh, he wanted her to be happy...but this sucked, why couldn't she belong to him? Draco held her tighter, she squeaked.
Lucius went to her grave sight and looked around for anyone that might be nearby. He started to remove dirt with his wand, commanding a shovel to do all the work until finally it hit the coffin. He was aware what he might find, the rotting body of his young Azadeh, but instinct told him he wouldn't. The coffin top flipped open and all that was there, was a corpse of a deer, stuffed in the box ...someone had killed this deer and transfigured it or even used polyjuice potion.
His face scowled in fury. She was ALIVE! Was it a trick by the rebellion...or was it someone closer? There were a few of the Death Eaters who were very good at brewing potions and he would go through each and every one of them, even his own son.
It was time. Harry could barely sleep, but he got up and got dressed. He headed to Draco's house at Mercury's speed on his broom and knocked on the door, then he knocked again.
"ALRIGHT!" Draco shouted. He was putting Azadeh in her own room, he knew who it was. "Figures the bastard would be early," he mumbled. He opened the door, and there was Harry, looking like absolute hell. "Take it it's been hard?"
"Cut the bull, what do you want to show me?" Harry hissed.
He sighed, "alright...come in." Harry stepped in and watched as Draco led him upstairs to another room. He opened the door, "TA DA..." And there, under covers of silk, lay Azadeh, safe and sound.
Harry dropped to his knees..., "I thought I had killed her."
"You almost did, good thing I'm good at eaves dropping."
"YOU KNEW?" Harry glared at him.
"Yes. But what would you have me do? If I let you know that I thought you were going to kill Azadeh, you either would have never believed me, or might kill me, depending on the trance that was used on you. Then, she would really be dead, wouldn't she?"
Harry went back to Azadeh, he got up and walked slowly towards her while she was asleep. He put one shakey hand on her to make sure she was real and she was. "Azadeh," he whispered. She shook her head slightly and blinked open her eyes, they widened in terror and she started to try and get away..."NO! Azadeh! Draco!" Harry grabbed onto her, she was fighting back, and he realized that she didn't have her bracelet on.
"Azadeh, it's alright!...He's not under the trance anymore..it's broken...!" Draco tried to comfort her with his words, and slowly she calmed down.
Harry approached her again, she let him touch her face, "Azadeh..." He started to tear..."I'm so sorry, I tried to stop it..."
She looked at him and then looked away, and when he touched her again, she snapped and started to beat his chest, "YOU HURT ME!...YOU...HURT...ME!" He pinned her, even without her bracelet, he was still stronger than her.
Placing his lips over hers, he let her feel how much he missed her and then lifted his head up, "I know..I tried to fight it, I screamed at myself...PLEASE...PLEASE FORGIVE ME!" Tears came down his cheek.
Azadeh's look softend and all she could do now was love him, kiss him, "I forgive you...I love you, you know that." She couldn't hate him, knowing it was a spell. They passionately embraced.
"Guess that's my que to exit," Draco shut the door. He turned his back to go to his own bedroom and finish sleeping...though his heart sank to the bottom of his stomach. 'At least I had ONE night with the woman I love,' he thought bitterly to himself.
Harry had lost all control those past few hours, the love making unrestrained and passionate, he couldn't help himself. He had the woman he loved back in his arms, alive and well, how many people could say that about someone they thought was dead? He was given a second chance with Azadeh. The only part that bothered him was that it was given to him by Draco Malfoy, but right now he didn't care.
Azadeh loved him this way, he kept wanting more, session after session. She was stronger now and could dominate too, which he didn't seem to mind, he hadn't said anything about it, nor did he seem to care...
And after it was over he asked, "so what do we do now? I can't hide you forever...soon or later.."
"I know," Azadeh interrupted. "I have a way for all of us to get out...if you will listen and follow me. You told me once that you would, do you still want to?"
Harry nodded his head, he meant it...this was the last straw. Voldemort had tried to kill the love of his life, and NO ONE would be forgiven and NOTHING could be done to make it right!