They had received a number of tips that led nowhere and Lucius was getting impatient. He didn't care how it happened, as long as it happened. It had been almost two weeks and he was about to go off the deepend. Lucius wanted Harry dead, Draco punished, and Azadeh in his possession, pregnant with his heir.
However, one had stepped forward that seemed interesting enough to listen to, one that was tired of the rebellion and putting his life at risk for a little reward, only to go back to his life as a poor merchant.
Azadeh and Hermione had fighting practice in the morning, Harry was asleep and this time, he didn't wake up when she did. He must have been finally relaxing around his new surroundings, not having to be alert all the time. She got dressed and looked at his sleeping form, he was so handsome and beautiful in so many ways, Azadeh wished it could stay like this forever.
As she started to leave his side of the bed, Harry grabbed her hand, "WHERE are you going?" So...he hadn't completely lost all the training he had.
"I have fighting practice with Hermione today."
Harry noticed what she was wearing, a flowing, yoga type outfit that showed her mid-drift and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not, "I could think of another exercise you could do."
"I bet...but, I need to be down there in five minutes," she grinned. "I promise, when I get back, I'll pay plenty of attention to you."
He frowned a bit. Harry had to admit that he was very selfish with her, not liking to share her at all. At the party, he nearly got into a fight with a man because he wanted to dance with Azadeh, Draco had to hold him back and the man's friends had to hold him. Harry wouldn't have gotten so angry if the man had approached Azadeh a bit better, he was rather rough with her and he was drunk, coming up behind her and touching her waist and stomach. She tried to get away from him, but the man wouldn't let her go and it was upsetting her. Everyone knew who Harry was, both in the past and the present and warned the man to let her go, but he told them to leave him alone...until Harry punched him dead in the face, he had been sitting down with Draco and having a conversation.
"I'm sorry about the fight last night," he said suddenly.
Azadeh sighed, "it wasn't really your fault, you were protecting me. I was being too nice again, I always do that."
"It shouldn't matter, he was taking advantage of it. Besides, he should have saw that ring on your finger and walked away."
"I know... Anyway, I have to go, I'll see you soon...," she smiled as they slowly let go of one another's hand.
Hermione was doing well, at first she wasn't very good at meele fighting, now she was becoming pretty good at it. Azadeh and her were doing 'fan fighting'. It was a beautiful dance of large fans, which you had to wield and the goal was, in this dance, to hit your opponent a certain number of times before they hit you. Normally this was not leathal, but it could be. Often, weapons could be hidden in the fans during the dance and would kill you instantly if one was an assassin.
They were having great fun, closing and opening the fans to hit one another, Azadeh jumped up and back flipped in the air to avoid one of Hermione's attacks. "NO FAIR!" Hermione grinned.
"HEH, HEH, had training longer!" Azadeh mocked.
Hermione did a sarcastic face back.
Draco was watching from his room...this was fun, women jumping up and down with fans. There was a knock, Harry came through, "WHAT are you doing?"
"Watching the girls play, that's all," he drawled.
Harry walked to the window, he was impressed with Azadeh...it was beautiful what she was doing, and he had to admit, watching her jump up and down, practically dancing with fans was sort of...erotic. Then she did a back flip, he raised his eyebrows, he had no idea she was so agile. But he also watched Draco, who was just watching them both with a slight grin on his face. "Exactly which one of the women are you watching the most?"
"Both."
Harry had to admire this bold statement. "So, did you and Hermione do anything last night?"
"No, I just simply walked her to her bedroom."
"Oh."
"Hoping I'll get interested in someone else?"
"Yes."
"It's a possibility."
"Let's just make it an understanding on who Azadeh belongs to?"
"Oh, of course...I've NEVER forgotten that," Draco glared and walked out of the room. How he longed to tell Harry of he and Azadeh's night together. He wanted to destroy their perfect marriage and keep her for himself. Still, that would be something that his father would do, and he was doing everything he could to be the opposite of his father.
Draco came down to watch more closely, he sat on the grass. Hermione instantly noticed his presence and became nervous, she accidentally let Azadeh hit her. "Hey, Hermione, watch it!"
"Oh, sorry," Hermione blushed. Azadeh knew instantly why.
"Um, Hermione, Xiu and I are going to fight with the weapons part of the fan, why don't you go and sit down over there by Draco and watch?"
Hermione smiled, she knew what Azadeh was doing, but also, she wasn't ready for the weapons part of the fans, so she bowed out and sat down by Draco.
Xiu was Azadeh's teacher, she was a master of Shoalin and labeled as a 'dragon', one of the more difficult fighting styles. Xiu had been teaching Azadeh since she was eight and was crushed when she was caught. When they first met up again, she chastized Azadeh for not using what she was taught, but Azadeh explained that she was afraid if she did, they would know she was with the rebellion. A point was made, and all was forgiven.
Xiu was glad though that Azadeh had not lost a lot of her reactions and not forgetting how to fight. Azadeh admitted that she trained in secret as often as she could. They bowed to each other and started to fight, the sharp points came out of the ends of the fans. Hermione winced, they looked like they could really do some damage.
Draco widened his eyes, he could not believe how fast Azadeh was moving, bending her back to avoid a straight shot, bending forward to avoid another. Sometimes Xiu attacked so fast that all Azadeh could do was block and back up. Harry joined the three, "good lord, my woman is in a battle."
Hermione smiled, but alarmed when Azadeh was cut across her stomach. Harry was bothered that they continued, but it wasn't any different when he and Draco sparred so he tried to calm down. Finally, after an hour, they were finished...Azadeh with some other bumps and bruises, and of course, Xiu, was untouched. "You did good for being a way one year," Harry noticed her heavy Chinese accent. "See you tomorrow Hermione and Azadeh." They bowed out.
"Like the free show?" Azadeh scratched her head.
Harry grinned, "definately." Draco almost said something but kept his mouth shut.
"Well, I'm going to take a shower..."
"I'll join you," Harry followed. ...
After they left, there was an ackward silence between Hermione and Draco, which he thankfully broke, "so, Granger, learning all that now, are you?"
"Yes, Azadeh invited me along one day and I just found it was something that I liked to do. It's a lot of work, but worth it."
"Funny, I didn't think you needed it, considering that good punch you gave me third year," he drawled.
"Well, you were a prat then."
"And now?"
"Not as much anymore," Hermione started to blush but was trying to hide it from Draco, who thought it was rather cute.
"You know, Granger..."
"I wish you would stop calling me by my last name, just call me Hermione."
"Alright, Hermione. I was thinking, would you like to take a walk with me?" Draco purred this. Watching Azadeh fighting like that was just arousing, and since he couldn't have her, he'd go after the next best thing...Hermione. He knew Hermione had a crush on him, he'd use it to his advantage and after all, she wasn't bad looking and neither was her body.
They had walked for a while and Draco led her to a barn where they sat and talked in the hay. Hermione started to get closer and closer to him and he was getting closer and closer to her, until they finally kissed. It was soft at first, but then they laid down and Hermione found herself underneath Draco with her legs wrapped around him. Stripping each other, they were kissing, he never realized that the little mudblood carried so much passion in her, this could be worth his while after all.
"Wait, Draco..."
"What," he said breathlessly.
"I think you should know...that...I'm a virgin."
"Alright, I promise to take it slow."
Hermione wasn't sure of this, if he truly cared for her, but at the same time, she wanted to get it over with. They were both naked now, Draco taking his fingers and arousing her with them, he knew it would hurt less if she was 'ready to go'. Finally, she was moaning and he was so hard, it hurt. Without warning, he plunged into her, she let out a small screetch of pain and burried her head in Draco's chest. "It hurts," she whimpred.
He caressed her hair and kissed her forehead, letting her get used to him. After she relaxed, he thrusted again, groaning. Draco rocked her body gently, he liked this, it wasn't the same as being with Azadeh, but it was nice. Hermione kept holding on to him, she felt safe, but her mind was reeling over the fact that she never thought her first time would ever be with Draco Malfoy. She was finally feeling pleasure from their encounter and eventually she started to climax, Draco staying at the same rythem, "OH, DRACO!" Hermione pulled at his hair, which he loved and finally he took his turn, pounding into her and lifted her hips up as he came.
They were breathless and suprisingly, he held Hermione in his arms. "What are we now?" she asked innocently, uncertain of what this was.
"More than friends, but this isn't quite a relationship either. All I can say for certain is that if I want it, you come to me and if you want it, I come to you...does that safice?"
"What about others?"
"Others?"
"What if someone else is interested in me, as far as having a relationship?" Hermione cringed a little when she saw the look in Draco's eyes.
"We will get one thing straight, I DON'T LIKE TO SHARE," he hissed.
"WELL, what about you? What if some other girl wanted you, what am I supposed to do?"
"There is only one other woman I want and she is currently unavailable, so there are no worries on your end either."
"So I'M JUST A..."
Draco put his hand over her mouth, "don't worry, Hermione. This could end up being something more, don't spoil it by over thinking it. We will enjoy each other and see what happens. Besides, I like the idea of me being the first, in case a little 'accident' comes along...I know it's mine."
Hermione tutted in disgust until Draco kissed her, he wanted her again.
Harry and Azadeh laid in bed together, her head on his chest. He played with her hand, measuring how small it was compared to his. Finally turning to her he said, "I'm remembering much more now, like I remember meeting you finally...I fell in love with you the moment I saw you, but I felt so bad about Ginny, guilty."
"That's normal, it's hard when you've been a relationship for a while and you find someone new..."
"You talk as if you know?" Harry cocked one eyebrow.
"Actually, don't be mad at me..."
"What.."
"BEFORE I was caught, I was sort of dating this one guy...we didn't really do anything, but my father encouraged it, wanted me to move on... Anyway, he found someone else he liked more."
"HOW?"
"What do you mean, 'how'?"
"He was an idiot."
"You're just biased."
"No, it's just fact that he was an idiot..."
Azadeh tutted, "ANYWAY...it didn't really hurt my feelings that bad, I wasn't really serious about him."
"Well...good. Um...there is one thing? I seem to be remembering things backwards and forwards."
"That will happen, your mind will release whatever it's ready for, so, that's why my father said it will take a while."
"But I'm at least glad I know how I first met you now," Harry hugged her.
Later they came down and suddenly her father came up not two minutes later, "Azadeh, we have to move the camp!"
"Why?"
"We're missing that merchant, the one Bishop befriended, there's a bad feeling in the camp that he might have betrayed us. He was talking earlier that he was tired on living off of nothing and having no money..."
"Dumbass...," she blurted out.
"Where's Hermione and Draco?"
"I don't know...we'll find them." Azadeh went looking for them, her father taught her how to track someone's energy signature. She sat still for a minute and felt the wind, "THERE THEY ARE!" Harry looked confused for a second but followed her anyway. As they came towards the small barn near the end of the prairie, they spotted the two coming out. Azadeh didn't think much about it, but Harry had a sneeky suspicion what might of happened which was only confirmed when he saw the two. Hermione was glowing, and Draco looked flushed.
Azadeh finally noticed when she saw Hermione, "oh."
"OH WHAT?" Hermione turned bright red.
Azadeh laughed, she couldn't resist, "so much for the afterglow?"
Harry busted out laughing, but Draco scowled. He hated himself just then, he felt like he cheated on Azadeh. 'Damned mudblood!' he thought.
Azadeh looked at Draco funny for a second, "Hey, we have to go pack up the camp...we have a traitor that might have revealed our location."
Hermione looked panicked but followed Azadeh immediately.
When Lucius lead the Death Eaters to the secret location, the camp was gone. It was nothing but a little bit of litter and cans. Empty eating trays littered the ground, along with some minor items, a clear sign that they had been there.
"DAMN!" Lucius yelled. "BRING ME THE INFORMANT!" The other Death Eaters brought the merchant. "Do you see what your information had brought us...NOTHING!"
"Please sir, I didn't think they'd find out!"
"Well, I guess they did...AVADA KADAVER!" The green light shot from Lucius wand and killed the merchant instantly.