Title: Lightning War (03)

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Author email: General
Sub Category: Crossover
Keywords: Highlander vampires D/HR
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: SS/PS
Summary: In the third part of the story, we find Hermione eating while talking to Jacob. Draco waits for her to finish talking to Jacob as well as eating her meal. Then lightning strikes...
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. I do not own highlander: the series.

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Part 3: Lightning Strikes

Hermione stopped eating her meal. "I knew it. Shameless flirt! How dare you?" She smiled at him then tried to act as if she was mad. Not only had Draco tried to ruin her meal by staring at her but Methos had to add his two cents worth. Why not add Jacob into the pot of otherwise obscure dinner guests.

Jacob just played along, trying to find out the relationship of the two. The watcher loved to flirt with Heremine when she was frustrated or when she gave one of her existed stared. "Aw, Hermione, I can't help it. You are so beautiful!" This was pure sarcasm from him. He would say things like this to her only when he needed to pull an all-nighter. Yes, this man could convince anyone to do his work. Hermione secretly wanted to have his pride and ego but she would not dare to get someone else to do her own work.

Hermione offered him help every time he asked. Besides, getting away from Ducun's women meant having a back up plan. Amanda often liked to take her shopping when Hermione wanted to stay at home reading her books. "You are so full of it. If I am not too busy, I will be there or I will get someone who can." Certainly, if Malfoy killed her she would have no time to do either. One of these days she would learn the word 'no'. Malfoy could answer the question of how to get this man away from her. However, Malfory would not save her from this man who seeks to use her for her brains.

Jacob gave her a worried look. He knew that many immortals did not last their first few years. The young ones are always a target for other older immortals. Any older immoral that just wanted a quick power fix could kill a younger, less intelligent immortal swiftly. "Who?" If she was not there in the liberty he would have to fallow her. He would have to put off all his plans for the weekend, if she did not help him.

Hermione ate some more food from her plate. Why not, she had waited an hour for it. Then, she gave a small smile to Jacob. She wandered if he was going to order anything. "Are you going to eat or not?" He did strake her as quit hansom. Too bad he would only use her for his own personal gain.

"I am picking up my food." He went to get his food from the lady at the counter. Hermione ate the rest of her meal. Then, she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and called Duncan. She asked him if he could help Jocab with some research, if she did not come home. He sounded worried, but agreed. Then she pushed the off button on her cell phone and closed it placing it into her pocket.

She looked at Draco with her big brown eyes. "Are you finished?" He looked angry but not as angry as before, more of a bored look. After, an hour anyone would be tired. He had intended to kill her before she ate. However, he decided that she should have a last meal. Draco would not want that mudblood girl -- no women -- salivating all over his wand, if that was even possible. Eww, Granger germs.

No matter what, he is going to kill her. There is no Duncon to help her. She is alone. "Yes. Let us go outside. I would not want to disturb these customers." She looked around one last time watching as the waitress served a couple right away. Then, she picked up her coat and proceeded to put it on.

He nodded. "That is where I intended to take you." Draco let her finish putting on her coat and walked after her. After, having to watch her eat he did not want to loose her. Hermione paid her check but did not leave a tip. Alive or dead, she would not be visiting this place again.

She walked outside with him to a back alley. Realized that dieing by the killing curses would hurt much more than her first death, she closed her eyes waiting for Draco to kill her. Draco just stood there in front of her. Her breath slowed as she relaxed. "Do it." She knew that he was much faster than she had been when they went to school. This fact made her think that he could have gotten faster, yet. Who was to say how an evil wizard was trained, anyway? She had not even read one book on the subject. Except a random book in the restricted section that read famous dark wizards.

A thought popped into her mind. She imagined the title, 'Voldermort's How to Kill- a beginners guide.' Would he write it himself or would it be fellow Deatheater that would put pin to parchment.

Malfoy did not move. "Granger, I am not without my sense of pride. Use your wand." He wanted her to at least try to protect herself. Granger must have had some in this last months or even years. It was wrong of him to assume but he wanted to challenge. He did not want to have to kill some weak mudblood after giving her another look over. The mudblood he wanted to kill was the strong vocal women that he hated in school. This woman looked weak and did not seem have any will to live at all.

Wand? Would he let her use try to use a wand? She went for her wand but when she heard thunder and lightning striking the ground. Was she close to a quickening? No! Not, now! Her cover would be blown and she had not even taken the head. She could not even since anyone fighting. Suicide? Sometimes immortals did not want to leave forever. Was that right? Or, some evil force could be killing them. A moral could have gotten lucky and cut the head of the immoral. (A/n: I am not sure if In Highlander the series: If a certain breed of immortal cutes off another immortals head he/she get the power of the dead immortal, along with the memories that the immoral once had in there lifetime.)

What really happened would be imbedded in Hermione's mind forever. Only magic could have caused this to happen. The dark lord is behind her first quickening. If she lived long enough to seek revenge there would be no stopping Hermione. The rules of the game had been altered by this quickening. This one event might not have altered quickening all over the world but it altered her perception of the game.

Draco noticed her eyes welled up with fear. That is what he wanted; he did not expect to see what happened next. She was hit by lightning. He witnessed her body tremble under the shock. "Granger!" He shouted in pain and anger. How could lightning rob him of killing her himself?

She felt the electricity force it's way though her body. She just screamed as memories of a man flashed before her eyes. She did not even know the man but felt his sadness. When the lightning stopped she dropped to her knees. Her body now struggled to keep from falling hard to the ground. She struggled to get to her feet. 'This is wait quickening fells like,' she though to herself as she was on the edge of blacking out.

"Granger?" He looked concerned but it was unfortunately she did not see this act of kindness. Draco did not intended to act this way it was a rare moment when he was not thinking about killing her.

She caught his eye and took a deep breath, than another until she was breathing slowly again. She looked at her wand. Hermione had never before experienced a quickening that sad and it not only saddened her but gave her a thrust for power. This feeling of power frightened her. "Do it." She just closed her eyes again until she fell someone touch her arm.

"Granger, use you wand," She did not respond. She waited for him to kill her. He wanted to kill her, just not as she laid in his arms. Hermione looked calmer than before the quickening. Her body and mind gave a unspoken language that begged for death. He wanted her to fight back or may be just to fight him. Again he thought, 'This was not the Granger from school.' He did not know her to be scared.

Hermione felted her stomach turn. "Malfoy, I would stand back if I were you. I am about to throw up." She ran to the side of the alleyway, held her hair back and threw up. "Sorry." Now, she would die with throw-up in her hair. 'Just great,' she thought to herself.

"Should we reschedule?" He looked more concerned. Just then she spotted Jacob out of the corner of her eye. As he saw her staring at him, he walked up to her. Draco just stood there. What else could he do? He did not want witnesses that knew he was with her before the murder.

Jacob helped her walk. "Are you alright? Hermione, what happened?" He hooked an arm around her waist, so that she could lean against him. Jacob looked sternly at Draco.

"I thought you where going home." She tried not to throw up again.

"I forgot my liter of Pepsi." He gave her over to Draco. "Take care." Both looking stunned, looked at each other than Draco proceeded to support Hermione's weight.

She leaned on Draco for support a little more. "Where do you live?" He moved her closer to him so that she would not fall down. Killing her now would make his seem like the same spineless crowd that he had been back in school.

"Close." He picked her up into his arms and received a gasp from Hermione. Her body hurt from before and the surprise of being picked up by her enemy did scare her.

"I will take you home." He brushed a hair out of her eye being careful not to touch the any of the throw-up in her hair.

She directed him to her home and he saw that she was safe. Her thoughts when to Jacob. Since when does he forget anything? A liter of Pepsi? He must be jealous of Malfoy.

On the way home, Draco passed a random church. His thoughts begin to wander to the day when his sire died. Holding Granger tighter he moved quicker to get her help faster. He need to get his mind strait and when he finally did it was too late. He had taken Granger home.

Duncan answered the door and took Hermione. Malfoy just followed the man because he is one of those vampires that can enter any home without an invite. That is really a side effect to the Dark Mark, Voldemort covered all his loose ends. "Hermione, what happened?" He placed her on the couch. As her head hit the couch pillow she realized that there was still throw-up in her hair.

Hermione now sitting on the couch looked at Duncan. "Lightning hit me." She pointed to her burnt pant leg.

Draco attempted to explain. "I was standing in front of her than lightning came from the sky. I brought her back to you." He studied the man further, deciding that the man was not much older then thirty-four years of age.

Duncan looked angry. "Was she running from something or someone at the time?" His eyes met Hermione's in a cold stare. He might be losing a student if she had just taken a head in his training time with her. After that happened, the student would be on their own. Duncan did not want another student to leave, even if he had very little room for her in the first place.

Duncan made a habit of training new immortals until their first quickening. After that the immortal could handle their own affairs.

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