Chapter 7: Love in Doubt
"Harry dear, you know, somehow I feel that it is a must for us to meet your husband… you know to see if he really is the one for you and to express our opinion on this marriage as well," Hermione mentioned as they were having a cuppa at the adjoining chamber of the feast hall.
"Well, actually Hermione I don't think our opinions are really necessary," Ron countered.
"But Ron, this is our brother we're talking about, don't you want to at least meet the bloke who stole him away from us?" Hermione retorted irritably.
"Come on Hermione, I assure you he's honestly nice," Harry said defending his husband.
"But why isn't he here right now with you then? Truly, I think we are more important than hunting," Hermione responded snottily.
"I know you are more important but…but…" Harry stuttered.
"Is there something you haven't been telling us Harry James?" Hermioned asked with a raised right eyebrow.
"Well…" Harry started, "Honestly… I haven't seen him yet."
"Him? Him who?" Ron asked slightly confused.
"My husband," Harry responded.
Upon hearing this Ron almost spit out this tea in his mouth and Hermione coughed. With huge eyes of disbelief she said, "You haven't seen him yet! What are you talking about! I'm having some suspicions here Harry dear but I never imagined this. This is… quite odd."
"How do you… how do you do it then?" Ron asked bewildered.
"Well, he comes to me at night and leaves before dawn," Harry answered shyly.
"What!" Hermione bellowed.
"Wait, Harry, do you remember what the oracle said about your husband?" Ron whispered.
"What about it?" Harry asked.
"Well, it stated that you are to marry a monster… what if he is some kind of night creature… nasty night creature that is just waiting for you to get fat or something and then he'll later on kill you and bring you somewhere to be feasted with his real family," Ron stated glumly.
"That… that's not possible. He loves me," Harry denied.
"Words are just words Harry. And there must be a reason why he's concealing himself from you," Ron said as he was helping himself with the cookies that are magically refilled by Harry's invisible servants.
"Here is what you are to do Harry dear," Hermione started as she gathered her brothers close to her, "Next time he comes to you, you have to be prepared. You are to bring a lamp and a knife. After doing what you blokes do each night, when he's asleep light the lamp and see if he really is a monster. If he really is, stab his heart and go to where the west wind fetched us. Ron and I will take you back to our parents' palace where we can all live peacefully."
"Hermione, I love him and I trust him," Harry answered tearfully. He could not believe that his sister actually taught him to murder his beloved.
"Harry listen, it is better if you kill him now than be killed by him later on, don't worry dear, we will be there after you slay him and we will be waiting for you," Hermione answered sternly and continued, "Now why don't you go and get all the things that you will be needing later this evening and show them to us… go now Harry dear."
After Harry left the chamber where they were having their cuppa, Ron then leaned closer to Hermione and whispered in her ear, "Do you really think this is a very good idea Hermione?"
Hermione replied quietly, "Of course, can you believe this, Harry, our youngest brother, is richer than us? Do you want it that way? Think of this as a rescue, we're rescuing Harry from his monstrous husband."
"Based on his stories though I do not think his husband is a monster," Ron replied.
"But Ron, this is unacceptable, ever since he was born it has been him who has got everything. This is the time for us to avenge ourselves."
"I do not have anything against him. I do get what I want as well you know."
"Ron he's always got the best! Open your eyes brother and see, these riches can be ours."
"Fine, fine, whatever you say then," Ron surrendered.
"My darling twin sister, Narcissa, who is this young bloke you are pursuing?" Sirius was in the wilderness (somewhere near a lake with his fraternal twin sister, the virgin goddess of the moon and of fertility. It was one of those days when they get together for a little archery competition and taunting sessions.
"Sirius you ruddy mongrel, this name is Bill. He is a charming, lovely hunter and I think he will be the one I'm going to marry."
"Hunter my arse, come on dear sister, you deserve better than that. Why not marry a god?"
"Shut it you prat, now let's start this ruddy competition so that I may beat you already and leave this ruddy place with Bill."
"Blah-blah-blah, where is your Bill anyway?"
"Somewhere…" Narcissa answered as she scanned her surroundings, then she continued, "Where is Draco anyway? He's becoming your best friend now isn't he?"
"Draco, Draco, he's not my best friend… of course you know who my best friend is and it's you! Remember the time when we slaughtered those bloody children of Petunia? Ruddy mortal, mocking our mother like that."
"Honestly Sirius I don't think your reason for killing those mortal was because she mocked our mother… It was purely sports wasn't it?"
"Well, not really, I really did feel angry when she ridiculed our mother."
"Right," Narcissa answered.
Sirius then gathered his arrows, placed them at the quiver on his back, held his bow in one hand and pointed a floating thing in the lake at Narcissa, "There," he said, "is our target… actually your target… Hit that and you win… for the day." He then grinned slyly knowing that this something is dear to his beloved sister.
"Sirius, where is the challenge in this?" Narcissa complained but she positioned her bow and arrow anyway.
"On the count of three, you release your arrow… One… Two… Three," Sirius replied.
Narcissa hit the floating object and was shocked when blood coloured the water red.
"What in Little Hangleton is that?" She asked, she then rushed in to the water to check if she hit one of the fishes she loves dearly. After checking it out and figuring whom she striked, she cried, "Sirius! You bloody imbecile! How could you do this to me? You let me kill bill!"
"Did you say Bill, sister? My apologies but I wasn't aware that it was your inamorato," Sirius answered lazily.
"Don't you dare show your stupid concubine to me or I'll bloody murder him as well!" Narcissa yelled, then stomping her feet she flew back to Hogwarts, probably to tell daddy Albus about what Sirius did.
"'Don't you dare show yourbloody blah-blah-blah'," Sirius imitated Narcissa's outburst then he burst out laughing, "Ah bloody sister, I wonder what she'll do with that bloke, she'll probably ask Voldie to give her back the soul of the stupid bloke… Oh well."
"Sirius?" Draco asked gently.
"Oi! Draco my beloved nephew, I didn't know you're there already!" Sirius greeted Draco cheerfully.
"I just flew in," Draco answered sadly.
"Second time I saw you sad and both because of the same bloke. Is the world coming to an end?" Sirius pretended to look thoughtful.
"Tonight is the night Sirius," Draco answered.
"Uh huh… And then? I told you dozen of times already; your husband can alter his destiny. But you know alteration of destiny happens rarely… Actually I haven't seen anyone who has successfully altered his destiny yet."
"Is this really hopeless Sirius?"
"Not really, why don't you reveal yourself?"
"No, that's not possible," Draco shook his head.
"Fine, just a suggestion," Sirius shrugged.
Draco sighed, "Well I better go to Harry now, I just saw Arthur's flaming red hair matching his flaming chariot. It's almost evening."
"Ok, take care, tell me about it tomorrow," Sirius smiled as he cheerfully waved at Draco.
That night was the sweetest of all of the lovemaking thay have had since they got married.
"Harry, I love you so much my dear. Do not forget that," Draco whispered in his ear.
"I do too my husband, honestly, I do."
Then Draco slept with uncertainty as Harry waited for the right moment to light his lamp and see for himself how monstrous his husband is.
When Draco was already asleep, Harry got the lamp and the knife that was concealed under his pillow and put them to use. He then placed the lamp above Draco's face and saw that his husband is no monster. He gasped and trembled which shook the lamp and a drop of wax fell onto his beautiful husband's face. At that, Draco awoke.
"Draco? God of love?" Harry whispered not to Draco but to himself. His gaze was then drawn to the eyes of Draco, eyes that showed pain and betrayal. After some time, Draco fled.
To be continued…
Luthor's Note: Sorry for not updating soon. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks very much.
Chracters
Draco – God of Love (Eros/Cupid)
Harry – Psyche
Ron – Psyche's Brother
Hermione – Psyche's sister
James and Lily – Psyche's parents
Lucius – God of beauty (Aphrodite/Venus)
Molly – Goddess of Harvest/Crops (Demeter/Ceres)
Ginny – Goddess of the Underworld/Wife of the God of the Underworld (Persephone)
Sirius – God of Music, Prophesy and Healing/Twin of Artemis (Apollo)
Remus – Water nymph (Daphne)
Oliver – God of the West Wind (Zephyr)
Albus – God of all gods (Zeus/Jupiter)
Madame Hooch – Goddess of marriage (Hera/Juno)
Hedwig – Messenger god (Hermes/Mercury)
Lord Voldemort – God of the underworld (Hades/Pluto)
Peter Pettigrew – Nemesis
Minerva McGonagall – Goddess of wisdom (Athena/Minerva)
Neville / Seamus / Dean – Fates
Narcissa – Goddess of the wilderness, the hunt and wild animals, and fertility / Virgin goddess of the moon (Artemis/Diana)
Petunia – Niobe
Arthur – Sun god (Helios)
Godric Hollow – Kingdom of Psyche
Little Hangleton – Underworld
Hogwarts – Olympus
May 10, 2005
