Wolfgang was preparing Harry, more than ever, they had less than 24 hours to get him ready for battle. First with Lucius, Harry was glad about this, he'd wanted Lucius dead since the beginning, since he outbid him for her, and especially since he told him that he didn't care if his child died.
"You will have to go in prepared for the worst, which I'm sure you already know. From what you told me, Lucius has become stronger than ever, most likely being fed the potions you were given. Save her and my grandchild," Wolfgang almost pleaded.
"I will.
"Azadeh awoke and realized that she was back in the bed of Lucius. Her eyes lowered, then turned on her side, she realized he was sleeping next to her. His body reacted to her movement and he awoke, turning to face her. "What's going to happen now?" she asked quietly.
Lucius gently raised a hand to her face, then brought her closer, "he has until midnight tonight to come and claim you. We wlll fight a duel, if he can surpass me...he will fight the Dark Lord, though I doubt he will survive it. If he does not come, the marriage will be dissolved and you belong to me"
"Lucius...I"
"Shhh," he kissed her on the mouth then rolled on top of her.
"Lucius, please...I don't feel well"
He only silenced her again and removed her nightgown and underwear and sighed when he place himself inside her. Lucius was gentle and moved in such a way that he was pleasuring her too. "I know you don't believe me...but I love you, Azadeh," he whispered softly in her ear as his breath wavered. "I want you to carry my child, we can have what he had once, I will give you anything you desire"
Azadeh clung onto him as best she could when she climaxed and felt him spill inside her as well. Her body couldn't handle the excitement, and she passed out again. Lucius petted her, beads of sweat were on his forehead...how she pleased him, how he desired her, and he would let nothing get in the way of that.
He picked her up and headed for the bathroom, they bathed together, though she was still out, he washed her hair and body, then dried her as if she were a porcelain doll. Lucius took scented and spiced oils and annointed her body with them, once he killed the boy tonight, they would be married and he wanted her prepared. Then a white dress was put on her, it was made of fine materials and caressed her body nicely. Lucius almost wanted her again but chose not to, he felt it was tacky.
The Dark Lord was waiting.
Lucius put her in the carriage with him, still holding her gently and caressing her hair, she awoke.
"Lucius...where are we going?" Azadeh's voice was groggy and quiet.
He simply placed his hand over her face and she blacked out once more, she was not to be awake during all this, it would be too traumatic for her to Potter die. Besides, a woman needn't see such things like a battle between men.
Hermione sat outside, she hated this. She had made the plans with Draco, strategies that would gaurantee victory...hopefully. But there was so much at stake; Harry's life, Azadeh's and the baby's life...Draco. She had fallen in love with him and hard, her logical mind didn't want to, what if he saw his father and turned on them? Would he kill her? Would he keep her? This great heaviness in her chest developed of both fear and heartache.
"What are you moping around for, Granger?" Draco's familiar draw rang through her ears.
"I'm just thinking"
"Oh no. Don't do any more of that please...you'll have the apocolypse thought out if you continue," he smiled, but frowned when he realized she was truly upset.
"I just...," Hermione was trying to breathe but couldn't.
"Hermione"
She started to tear, she didn't want to tear, not in front of him...she didn't want him to know how much she loved him, she never told him, how would he react?
>"Draco...I"
"We'll all get out of this alive, you know? We'll be alright"
>"You can't gaurantee that!" she did a sharp intake of breath to try and control herself again.
"I can and will," he sounded arrogant as hell...Hermione couldn't stand that.
"You're so full of yourself," Hermione spat and looked away.
"I AM a Malfoy," Draco grinned.
She was angry with him but didn't want him to die.
"What is wrong with you, Granger"
"I...love you," her voice was soft and jagged.
"What"
"I said, I LOVE YOU! Alright! I don't want anything to happen to you...and you don't even have to say it back, I know what I am to you for the most part"
He crossed his arms, "and what is it that you think you are to me"
"I don't know...I want to say a dirty mudblood, but that word doesn't hold much water now anymore, does it"
"No, it doesn't," Draco narrowed his eyes.
"I just wanted to say what I felt before all this started...so even if you don't feel the same way, if I died...you would know. I didn't mean to, I know that you had feelings for Azadeh...and I really did try to step away from it emotionally, but I couldn't and I'm sorry"
He stood there smirking.
"What the hell are you smirking for! Don't make fun of me...I'm serious"
"I know"
Hermione threw her hands up, "Oh forget it! I try to be sincere and honest and of course, you kick me in the head again...just like when we were in school!"
She started to march off, then Draco grabbed her, "and where do you think you're going"
"Obviously to hell"
He tightened his grip, "...don't you get it?"
"Get what!"
"I love you too"
Hermione froze, "you...you do?" She didn't expect this. She expected him to reject her, to not even take her seriously...but he loved her too? "What about Azadeh"
He sighed, "I...care for Azadeh, but it's more of a sisterly feeling now. I want to get her back for all of our sakes, because she is our friend, because I want peace after all these years of Voldemort's bullshit...I want a life and most of all...a family"
She looked up at him, did he mean with her? A blush came across her cheeks, and then he kissed her like he never had before. Hermione felt it through her body and couldn't help but give in as he seemed to envelope her in his arms.
Lucius placed Azadeh on what looked like a bed placed on a slab of marble, it floated. He put flowers in her hands, so she would have a bouquet when he took her to the alter to be married. He was extremely confident. Lucius sighed as he looked at her, she looked peaceful and calm, leaning down he kissed her and petted her once more.
With a wave of his hand the barrier came up, no one but the victor could access it, the last one standing or the two which he was sure would be him and the Dark Lord. He had prepared for the worst, he had trained heavily, while Azadeh was sick and in bed, he trained harder than he ever had...Potter would not get out of this alive if he could help it.The Death Eaters paced back and forth, waiting and waiting...Lucius looked at the clock, it was ten minutes to midnight...he grinned, if the boy didn't show up, not only was Potter a coward but he'd have back what the boy stole.
It was five minutes until twelve, Lucius got up and started to walk towards Azadeh's area and then he heard it...an explosion. "How dramatic," he drawled. The magical weapons were ready as was Lucius.They had taken down a few of the Death Eaters, every one was working together well. They had lost a few...but the rebellion kept their formation. While others faught, Harry tore through his own obstacles as if they were nothing, to the point where they started to run from him, he was deadlier than before, deadlier than they remembered.
But this time he didn't chase them, his goal was to obtain his wife and kill Voldemort along with Lucius. Harry tore through the halls, creating massive damage as he went, none of his enemies were safe and then he found the Great Room...there he found Lucius with Azadeh floating on a slab behind a barrier.
"There you are...I didn't think you'd be coming," Lucius drawled. "Took you long enough"
"You know me, always a little late for a party," Harry glared.
"I wouldn't think so with Azadeh on the line, but as it is...doesn't she look beautiful? I had her all dressed up with flowers, so that when I kill you, she'll be ready and set for me to marry...I even have the High Priest on call," he grinned.
"Aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself"
"Hardly"
Harry narrowed his eyes, "We shall see, won't we"
"Choose your weapon...I find that using the wands first tend to be a bit boring"
And now it was time for them to see...which one would win it all.