Harry was led to Wolfgang, it was time for him to start working on Harry to get him to regain his memory. He was a little nervous, Wolfgang assured him that it would be painless, but that itwould take a few sessions,andhe also warned him that it would create feelings of conflict, feelings of guilt and remorse, but Harry was willing to do it anyway.
Azadeh went to help Fritz with the motorcycles, some of them needed to be worked on magically and mechanically, they were creating shields that would reflect any spells that were fired at them. She took a wrench and went to work, tightening bolts and helping with the shields. Azadeh got one motorcycle, technically a dirt bike, working perfectly and went for a test run, it purred like a kitten. Hermione and Draco came out and watched the spectical, Draco had never seen a motorcycle and was amazed, it looked like fun.
Bishop came out, "finally got it working right, shields work okay?"
"Yep!" Azadeh smiled. "Fritz fixed the shocks where they aren't as rocky...I wish we could get our hands on some new ones though."
"Our friends on the black market are working on that."
Hermione came up, slightly curious, Azadeh looked at her, "wanna go for a ride?" She nodded. Draco chastized himself for not thinking about it first.
Azadeh let Hermione get on the back and told her to hang on. She took off at a great speed, and just out of her mischieveous nature, she popped a wheely and scared the hell out of Hermione who hung on for dear life, screaming at the top of her lungs. Draco busted out laughing as did Fritz and Bishop, Wolfgang and Harry ran out to see what the commotion was.
Harry's eyes widened, his wife was riding a motorcycle and Hermione was clinging on for dear life. Finally Azadeh stopped and let Hermione off, "I'm NOT doing that again any time soon!"
Azadeh laughed, "oh, come on, you know you LIKED IT!" Hermione grinned but still shyed away from the bike. She looked at her father and Harry, "sorry, did I disrupt the session?"
"Well, we were ALMOST done," Wolfgang looked at her. Azadeh shrank a little.
"So did you remember anything?"
Harry looked slightly sullen, "not a lot."
"Don't let it discourage you, these things take time," her father put his hand on his shoulders. He then turned his attention to Hermione, "so, I take it she popped a wheely on you? She does that to newcomers. Convinces them to ride with her and then scares them to death with her little stunts."
Hermione eyed Azadeh, "oh REALLY?" Azadeh only grinned evilly.
"Did you want to learn, we could always you another little gang member, you get to ride across the roofs of buildings, terrorize the Death Eaters, tear down posters with Voldemort's STUPID LAWS on them..."
"That WAS YOU, wasn't it?" Harry pointed at Azadeh.
She nodded, "Yes...it was. In fact, now that I remember, you chased me a couple of times...now that I know who the masked guy is... You almost caught me too."
He crossed his arms, "and to think, I could have been married sooner..."
"Possibly, maybe..."
Hermione looked confused, "so you've done this plenty of times before, but I never heard about it?"
"You wouldn't, Voldemort supressed a lot of the information, didn't want to give the public any kind of hope, the bystanders who saw us, often times had their memories altered. BUT this time, we're going to make it known that I'M BACK," Azadeh wriggled her eyebrows up and down, which made Harry grin.
"Yes, our Azadeh likes to create a lot of havoc. One time she drove past the Malfoy Manor on All Hallow's Eve and tried to set the place on fire...," Fritz grinned, he was a dark headed man who had a heavy German accent, Hermione sort of liked him, he was nice and fairly good looking, but Bishop wasn't bad either. Azadeh could tell that Hermione had only really been around one man, and that was Jasper, who wasn't as great looking as she made him sound. But when one is trapped in the house all day with nothing to do but read, anyone starts to look good.
"THAT WAS YOU!" Draco raised his eyebrows.
She nodded again, "I'm sort of a pyromaniac."
"I remember when Lucius came to the office, he was upset for weeks. That fire caused a lot of damage, obviously it was no ordinary fire, otherwise it could have easily fixed," Harry laughed.
"My own concoction, but we all have our specialities...Fritz does a lot of magical upgrades to muggle equipment, Bishop is really good at weapons, his favorite is his whips...nasty customers, and I'm just all over the place, helping here and there, but I prefer creating fun and highly destructive attention-getters, like the fire at the Malfoy Manor, or explosives..."
"Harry, I do believe your wife is nuts," Draco grinned.
Bishop smiled, "we have our nicknames of course, can't call each other by our real names so if we're in a mission, I'm called 'King', Fritz is called 'Hammer', and Azadeh is called 'Trix'. You'll get your own, based on your speciality."
"AND..what's with the names?" Hermione looked confused.
"Well, I'm called 'King', because one, I'm good at chess, two, I strike like a King Cobra with my whips," Bishop took out his whips and did special moves that made all of them a bit nervous. "Fritz is called 'hammer' because he fixes things, but he's very good at throwing them, causing all kinds of damage physically if you get to close, and Azadeh...well, show'em sweetheart." Harry didn't like that..that was his name for her, but he watched as Azadeh pulled out of nowhere, a playing card that looked harmless, but when she threw it on the ground, something beeped really quick and it did a fairly decent explosion, which caused Hermione to squeal in suprise and everyone who wasn't expecting it, to jump. "See, what I mean...she always as a 'trick' up her sleeve."
Hermione turned her head to the three, "you're all psychotic." She then looked thoughtful, "Do you ever...kill anyone?"
Azadeh looked down, "we try not to, even the Death Eaters, but a few have been caught in the crossfires. Sometimes we do, only if we absolutely have to."
"Well, that's better then just randomly picking someone because they said what they thought," she huffed.
"True, but we don't like to take lives. Our mission is to change the way everything is, make the people stand up and so far, we've had many others join our cause...but now," Azadeh went to Harry. "Now we have our real reason back, and my reason for living again..."
Harry kissed her gently. It stung Draco when she said it, but he knew better than be angry about it.
Azadeh and the others got ready to go, Harry woke up with her, he didn't realize it would be this night that they would be doing their mission. He told Azadeh that he didn't like her doing this, but she only comforted him, then went to 'get ready'.
Draco and Harry watched as twenty people came out, mostly men and few women, including Azadeh, wearing their leather motorcycle outfits. Harry almost had a heart attack when he saw his wife, "um...could you wear that...to bed when you get back?"
Azadeh laughed and nodded. She kissed him on the cheek and waved goodbye to Draco and Hermione, then put down her helmet visor and took off, all of them were yelling and whisteling, getting themselves in the mood for what they were about to do. Harry watched her as her form got smaller and smaller, his heart wrenched and was afraid, he knew she'd be okay, but what if something happened? Draco patted him on the shoulder, hiding his own concern, along Hermione who bit her lip.
It was fairly late and they were in the Main Death Eater Hall, where Lucius was celebrating the fact that he just earned his title back and was given orders to find the rebellion, and was also told...that once he found Azadeh, he could keep her, AFTER her punishment. It didn't matter at all that she was married, you didn't have to be married to produce a child, another heir, more powerful than his last. She would be his wife by 'common law', the rule was, if the the woman lived in your house after two years and the husband could not be found, she would automatically become that man's wife and the other marriage would be dissolved. And Lucius would make sure Harry was never found.
Everyone was coming out now after the nice party, then there was a huge sound made and two tracks of firewent across the road on the bottom of the stairs...it represented one thing, THEY were back... Suddenly, there was yelling, whisteling, hollaring and sounds of motorcycles, and the out of nowhere, they tore through the streets and up the stairs to the hall, scaring all the women and causing the men to jump out of the way.
Lucius was infuriated and tried to hit one of them, only to have the spell reflect off. He cursed, but here came a rider who seemed to be aimed right for him, who popped a wheely, causing him to dodge out of the way. The rider then took two playing cards and threw them down, everyone seemed curious, but then the famliar beeping came and they started to bolt, two large explosions went off, damaging the stairs and the doorway.
Bystanders watched in amazement, but a little child wandered too far into the street and got close to the flying debris, the mother yelled for her. The rider turned around and grabbed the little girl before a large piece of the door fell on top of her. Lucius watched this in amazement. They handed the child to her mother who thanked them shyly, not sure whether or not to be afraid of them. Then, this person lifted their hood to their helmet and winked at the little girl, who smiled.
Azadeh turned slightly to look at a noise, then caught Lucius's cold grey eyes. They locked. Her's widened while his widened and narrowed...he recognized her. She quickly slammed shut her visor and and took off, motioning the others to take off as well. Lucius ran after her at a high speed. The other riders looked back impressed by his speed, but she only took off faster, found a ramp-like object and flew up on top of a roof, popping another wheely and roaring her engine. She put her visor back up, looked down at Lucius and started to tear a little, and he wondered if she missed him at all.
Everyone came back safe and sound, Harry immediately pulled Azadeh off her motorcycle and hugged her. While everyone was cheering at their success and with no captures, he noticed how quiet she was. But, she had done what she had promised and wore the suit as a sort of foreplay. After Harry was asleep, Azadeh crawled out from underneath his arms and headed downstairs to the kitched, where she made herself some warm milk. She hadn't made it in such a long time, her mother used to make it for her when Azadeh was upset and couldn't sleep.
Sipping on her milk, Azadeh thought about Lucius. 'It's not over,' she thought. 'Not by a long shot... I wish it were, but he and I have unfinished business.' She then sat in a little corner of the living room after starting a fire in the fireplace, it felt comforting.
"Azadeh?" it was Hermione.
"Oh, hey."
"What are you doing in the corner of the floor?"
"Just a place where I sit to think."
"It's late...I heard some noise in the kitchen, figured it might be Draco OR you," Hermione shrugged. "You look like something's the matter, didn't everything go alright?"
"Yes, but I saw Lucius...he recognized me. I stupidly had my visor up and looked towards a sound I heard..., recognized my eyes, I guess. They're not exactly common."
"Did he try to do anything?"
"Oh, of course, tried to kill me at first and then when he recognized me, he just to tried to keep up with my bike and capture me, like that would ever happen. Still, I never knew Death Eaters could run so damned fast..."
"There's something else, isn't there?"
"Sort of." Azadeh paused for a good moment, "when he tried to capture me, I got away and onto a roof of one of the buildings. Then ended up looking down at him, and I don't know...it's like I knew it wasn't over?"
"How do you mean?"
"I don't know exactly, it's just like you know you're going to collide with that person again, be in each other's lives again, somehow...it's wierd."
"You don't have feelings for him do you!"
"No...nothing like that. It's just this...," Azadeh growled in frustration. "I don't know...I can't describe it. But as for feelings, not anything like that...no one could surpass Harry. Like something that will come full circle, unfinished business, so to speak."
"I think I know what you mean."
"BUT...we made a mess of the Death Eater's Hall, they were just slightly miffed."
Hermoine laughed, "I bet."
"Did you and Draco get along any better tonight?"
"Slightly, but..."
"You're really bitter because of his family, aren't you?"
"Well, being called 'mudblood' all the time and his constant attacks towards all of us didn't help. But..."
"But?"
"He seems more civil."
"He is...I think you should give him more of a shot. He's really sensitive at times, but just doesn't show it a lot. I'd think you'd be suprised," Azadeh smiled. Hermione grinned, but quickly hid it. That's when Azadeh knew that maybe there might be something.
Harry was listening, he was going to make his presence known when he heard Hermione enter, then chose to stay hidden. He was livid, Azadeh didn't tell him what happened, nor did she tell him what she was feeling, that's why she was so quiet...because of what she was confessing to Hermione. Harry guessed she didn't tell him because of the way he would react and when they said 'goodnight', he ran quickly up the stairs, silently as trained.
Azadeh came into the room quietly, finding Harry in the same position. She crawled between his arms and held him tightly, "I know you're not asleep."
Harry popped opened his eyes and smiled at her, "how could you tell?"
"I just can. So...how much did you overhear?"
"All of it."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just didn't want you to over react."
"Too late," Harry climbed on top of her and pinned her.
"Guess the potions haven't worn off, huh?"
"The potions never will...I'm afraid I'll be like this forever. After your first year of taking them, they stay in your system permanently, you just keep taking them to maintain your health."
"So, you'll always be this aggressive...this strong..."
"This POSSESSIVE," he sighed, then looked warmly down at her. "I won't let him hurt you, or get his hands on you again."
"I know, you won't LET him, but...it may happen, but that doesn't mean they'll kill me, it's just something..."
Harry put his hand over her mouth, "I don't want to hear anymore...I just don't." She nodded and then sat up to kiss him.