Chapter 23

Three Parties…One Day

Months past in almost uncomfortable silence. Nothing was happening to endanger my life, and Z wasn't making any other attempts at my life since I nearly drowned. Now I was getting paranoid with a capital "P."

It was time for both the Quidditch final against Gryffindor and the night of my bridal shower (If there was gonna be drinking, I'd be fucked.) and Draco's stag party.

Draco was uneasy about letting me play the final match.

"Draco, no." I told him the morning of. "This will be my final match in a Slytherin uniform. I'm gonna play."

"But Hannah, the last few matches something's happened!" Draco said. "First the Bludger, then your broom…"

I kissed him to get him to shut up. "Draco…I'll be fine. McGonagall and Flitwick cast Charms on my broom to make sure it couldn't be jinxed, then they doubly enforced the Bludgers so they would work on their own accord and go after everyone and wouldn't single anyone out, and there's protective Charms over the pitch in case anyone has a wand to curse me. Draco, stop worrying." I moved against his chest. "It's me. I've been through worse than an ickle Quidditch match."

Draco sighed before grinning. "All right, I'll let you play." Draco conceded.

I beamed, wrapping my arms around his chest. "Thank you." I murmured contently.

Draco grinned and kissed my forehead. "Just be careful out there." he told me.

"I will." I said with an innocent smile.

"And in exchange, I'll catch the Snitch." Draco smirked.

"You'd better." I teased before I grabbed my broom, going down to the Great Hall.

"Han, you'd best kick your brothers ass!" Rose shouted, clapping me across the back.

"I will." I laughed, leaning my head against Draco's chest.

This time around I knew I'd be safe on my broom. All the enchantments put on it, how could I not? I wasn't going to let my last ever Quidditch match be ruined by an injury.

Then it hit me. My last ever Quidditch match. After that afternoon, I'd never play Quidditch for Slytherin house again. I was that much closer to graduation and getting married. Man, I was both excited…and scared as fuck.

"Hannah!" Draco shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Huh what?" I looked around and slowly came back to reality. "What?" I asked.

"Eat something." Draco told me.

"Oh. Right. Sorry." I muttered, grabbing an apple as Blaise and Ivy came into the Hall, Blaise in his Quidditch robes.

"Blaise!" I shouted, throwing my arms around him. "You're playing!?"

Blaise smirked. "Yeah. I wouldn't miss my last match for the world."

I grinned, hugging him tightly before biting into my apple. "That's one load off my shoulders." I said as my stomach twisted into knots. "I wanna win this." I growled. "Come on, you lot!" I shouted to my team mates.

"Kick some ass, Han!" Georgina Hawkins and Faith Chamomile said together.

"You know I will." I ruffled the two girls' hair and went down to the pitch and into the change room for my final pep talk as Quidditch Captain.

"All right, you lot." I said, grabbing the other apple Draco had got for me. "This is our last match of the season. And for the seventh years on this team…guys…" my voice cracked. "We only have one last match in green and silver." I composed myself and swallowed. "So we have to be perfect. I want the rest of everyone's years here at Hogwarts to be filled with the memories of the time we beat the Boy Who Lived for the Quidditch Cup. I know we have this. We have an amazing Keeper…" I grinned at Millicent. "Two badass Beaters…" I smirked at Blaise and Kairi. "Two amazing Chasers…" I beamed at Willow and Astoria "and a Seeker that hasn't cost us a match yet this term."

"Hannah, babe, you're giving yourself too little credit again." Draco told me. "We've also got her."

"Little Miss Potter is our Queen." Kairi smirked.

"Harley Quinn." Willow added.

"If you can beat the Dark Lord, you can easily win a simple game of Quidditch." Blaise smirked.

I grinned. "So…are we gonna win?"

"Yeah!" Astoria grinned.

"We're gonna go down through Slytherin's history as the Quidditch team that kicked Harry Potter's team's ass." I smirked.

"Hell yeah!" Blaise smirked.

"Preach it, sister!" Willow grinned.

"Ok, guys, bring it in, bring it in." I said, holding my arms out for a group hug. "No matter what happens, we're still going to go down in history." I said before I heard throat clearing.

The group hug broke and I found Laventhorpe standing there, still in her black dress and robe, her pin holding her cloak together.

"Good luck this afternoon, Miss Potter." Laventhorpe smiled. "I really hope you get this win for Slytherin house."

I nodded as Laventhorpe left. Draco handed me my broom.

"Alright, you lot." I looked into the stands, where the Slytherins were roaring for a good match. "Let's do it." I mounted my broom and flew out onto the pitch.

Harry was hovering where the Quaffle would be released in mere moments as I dismounted and my team warmed up.

"You ready?" I asked him.

"ready as I'll ever get, Mei-Mei." Harry smirked.

"Hey," I smirked evilly. "on the pitch, Mei-Mei goes away. Mei-Mei becomes the girl who's gonna crush you and your team into dust."

"We'll see about that, my dear sister." Harry smirked as he too dismounted. "Your team has Malfoy."

"And Draco hasn't been beat this term." I smirked.

"There's a first for everything." Harry growled.

"Captains, shake hands." Hooch ordered.

I crushed Harry's hand in mine and backed up, mounting again as Hooch released the Quaffle and Bludgers.

"DRACO, START LOOKING FOR THE SNITCH!" I shouted as Ivy gained possession of the Quaffle.

I zoomed towards her and spun around, elbowing her and grabbing the Quaffle, headed to Ron.

"Prepare to be destroyed, Weasley!" I said, throwing the Quaffle in the air and flipping to hit it in.

"Potter scores!" Goyle shouted through the intercom, the Slytherins screaming in approval:

"Potter can score on anything,

Can put it into any ring!

That's why Slytherins all sing,

HARLEY IS OUR QUEEN!"

I smirked as Ron grabbed the Quaffle and tossed it to Ginny, who grabbed it and flew off towards Millicent.

"Come on, Millie!" I prayed.

Millicent went to catch it and missed.

"Fuck!" I shouted, zooming after the Quaffle as the Gryffindors roared in approval.

I grabbed the Quaffle and dodged a Bludger. "WILLOW!" I screamed, lobbing it to her to take to Ron.

Willow obliged and threw the Quaffle, making it ricochet off the end of my broom and a Bludger before zooming past Ron.

"Damn, Willow!" I smacked her a high five. "That was a badass shot!"

"Thanks, Han." Willow grinned, patting me across the back as Ron handed the Quaffle off to Drosie.

I smirked as Blaise hit a Bludger towards her.

"Sorry, Anne, Quidditch Cup needs a Potter's name on it." I said, yanking the Quaffle back and throwing it back to Astoria.

Astoria spun and cast the Quaffle through a lower ring that Ron wasn't minding.

"Nice play, Tori!" I shouted as the Slytherins roared in approval.

"Thanks, Han!" Tori hugged me and we went off to defend our hoops.

It was a close match for the most part, Gryffindor had caught up to us and the score was all but tied one hundred and fifty to one hundred and forty in Gryffindor's favour.

"Come on! We need to score or catch the Snitch!" I shouted to my Chasers before Harry and Draco dove.

I dodged a Bludger aimed my way and went towards Ron to at least tie the match before my brother or my future husband caught the Snitch.

My hopes were heeded and the Slytherins screamed in approval before I heard two bodies hit the ground.

I whipped around and found Harry and Draco on their backs, both of them knocked out.

"DRACO!" I screamed, instantly dismounting as Draco came around, him and Harry both sitting up.

Draco held onto his stomach as Harry looked around the pitch. Draco looked a little green and about ready to puke.

"He looks like he's gonna be sick!" Tori told me before Draco coughed.

Instantly something came through Draco's windpipe and into his hand.

It was the fluttering golden Snitch, trying to get away.

Draco instantly grasped it tighter and the wings went still.

I panted and screamed, throwing my arms around Draco and bursting into tears as the Slytherins screamed out in approval.

Draco picked me up and hugged me. "WE DID IT!" I shouted as Draco spun me around and kissed me.

McGonagall brought out the Quidditch Cup as the Slytherins hoisted Draco and I up on their shoulders, reluctantly handing it over to Professor Slughorn to hand to me.

"Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah!" the Slytherins screamed, most of which were singing:

POTTER SCORED ON EVERYTHING
PUT IT INTO EVERY RING
THAT'S WHY SLYTHERINS ALL SING
POTTER IS OUR QUEEN!

I felt the cold feel of the handles in my hands and raised the Cup to loud cheers from the Slytherins.

"TO THE DUNGEONS!" Willow screamed excitedly as Draco grabbed the other handle of the Quidditch Cup.

Harry kicked the ground, obviously disappointed in the fact he lost to Draco Malfoy.

Draco set me in his lap as we were carried down to the dungeons.

Goyle and Crabbe set Draco and I down in the dungeons to celebrate our victory.

I sat in Draco's lap as I got Butterbeer and poured it into the Cup.

"OK OK!" I shouted, holding the full Cup. "Astoria, Kairi, Blaise, Draco, Willow, Millicent…our time's come. We get to drink out of this Cup like we won Lord Stanley's Mug!"

The wizards around me raised an eyebrow each.

"It's a hockey thing!" I shouted, handing the cup to Willow, helping her hold it as she gulped down some Butterbeer before passing it to Kairi, and went from her to Astoria, to Millicent, to Blaise, to Draco and finally to me.

"I'm going to savour this moment." I thought before taking the Cup, Draco holding it at the base as I swallowed the Butterbeer down, savouring every swallow of nectar that proved my Quidditch team was better than my brother's.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand with a powerful smirk as I leaned into Draco's chest.

"Victory is ours!" I laughed, giggling.

"Malfoy!" Blaise came over, still leaning on his cane and smacked Draco with it. "Come on, I have something for your stag party I want your approval over."

Draco got up and kissed my forehead.

"Be good, ok?" Draco smirked.

I nodded with a content smile.

Draco kissed me and left the room.

Draco's POV

I went up to my dorm to change out of my Quidditch robes and into something for my stag party as Blaise leaned against the door.

"It's hard to believe that you of all people would get married." Blaise told me.

I laughed, smirking. "I know. Remember that pact we made after Astoria left me for that bastard? We agreed to put off girls forever?"

"Yeah, now here I stand happily married and here you stand getting ready to walk down the aisle in two months." Blaise smirked.

"Yep. Funny how things turn out." I grinned.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" Blaise asked me with a raised eyebrow. "The Death Eaters are after her. It'll make your life a living hell."

"Fuck off, Blaise!" I snapped at him. "I didn't try to coax you out of marrying your wife, don't coax me out of marrying Han. I love her more than anything, and I promised come hell or high water we were going to get married when we agreed, Death Eaters or no Death Eaters."

Blaise grinned. "Way to be a man, Malfoy." he smirked. "I'm headed down to Hogsmeade, meet me, Crabbe, Goyle, Potter, Weasley, Davids, Collins, MacMillan and everyone down in the Hogs Head."

I nodded as Blaise left, me checking myself in the mirror with a smirk.

To think, come that time in eight weeks I'd be getting ready for my wedding, practically at the altar waiting for my bride.

I smirked triumphantly. She was mine…no one else's.

Suddenly the door closed and I felt a dark wind ruffle my hair.

"You're going to get my husband what he wants." a familiar voice purred behind me.

I whipped around. "YOU!" I shouted

A flash of red light kept me from seeing their face completely before I collapsed, my world going black.

When I came around, I was in a dark chamber.

The chamber was dark, the only window letting in slivers of moonlight to show the cobblestone floor and walls.

"What do you want from me!?" I shouted, my voice echoing through the room.

I heard a laugh from the shadows and someone step out.

"DIAMOND!" I growled. "I knew you were evil!"

Diamond just smirked. "It matters not what I am now…just that Hannah is mine now, once she figures out that you're dead."

I growled. "You wouldn't dare!" I snarled.

"Oh, I won't." Diamond smirked. "I won't kill you. But I will watch you suffer when you find out your true love is dead."

"YOU WON'T TOUCH HER!" I shouted, lunging for him.

Suddenly I felt an electrifying pain and I collapsed with a groan.

"You can't touch me." Diamond smirked wider. "You try to escape and you get shocked. Now I'll be the one to break the news to your ex-fiancée that you've been kidnapped."

"She isn't my ex yet." I growled as Diamond left.

"She will be. Soon you'll know the true meaning of the phrase 'Till death do you part.'" Diamond cackled before locking the door behind him.

Hannah POV

I went back to my dorm that night after my friends and I parted ways from my bridal shower and started upstairs.

"Han, just the girl I wanted to see." Blaise started.

"Hey, Blaise." I yawned. "Can it wait, I really want to go to bed. If Draco knows what's going on, he can tell me after I get in bed."

"Han, that's the thing!" Blaise continued as I went up to my dorm. "Malfoy never showed up to the stag party."

I whipped around. "What d'you mean he never showed up to his own stag party?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We waited four hours for him to show up," Jason started.

"But he never turned up." Blake added.

"First we thought he just fell asleep after the match…natural, that's what he sometimes does." Goyle started.

"But when it got past an hour we got worried." Crabbe added.

I gasped, running to my dorm and throwing the door open.

There was no sign of a struggle…and there was no sign of Draco anywhere.

I looked everywhere for a sign, trying to figure out where Draco could be.

But I figured it out when I got to my bathroom.

Written on the wall in what rolled down like blood was a message:

We have him.