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Warning: Rated M. Cursing, sexual innuendos, lemons and fluff ahead.
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This chapters song: Calling All Angels, Train
Lyric of choice: When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head.
Aftermath
Chapter Twelve
Theo's Ace.
Theo sat at the table and watched the fucking sultan stare at Hermione as if she was his favorite wet dream. Bloody hell he wanted to kill the cunt, and he hadn't wanted to kill anyone since he was a boy and he had learned to hate his father. But he was breaking bread with the bastard and it would be bad form to avada him at the table. Not to mention he would end up in Azkaban. However, the arse was in for a surprise if he followed through with the plans he currently had in motion. No one fucked with Hermione Jean Granger and came out on the other side a winner. She was everyone's sweetheart, and this bastard planned to try and kidnap her.
Theo reached over and grabbed her hand, making sure the Sultan saw him kiss her knuckles and wink at her, she blushed and ducked her head but didn't take her hand away. Theo sat back and looked at his cousin who was giving him a knowing smirk. Theo gave a slight nod and then a small shrug.
His cousin shook his head and said softly. "She is a muggle born."
Theo gave him a dark look and said slowly. "And?"
Oliver's smile was wide. "And I am very happy to see that you take after your mother and not your father, Theodore."
Theo nodded at the man, silently thanking him for his support and sighing as Hermione had to take her hand back in order to pour herself more water and respond to another question. She talked with her hands, it was usually something he found adorable, but right now it was annoying him. Every time she gestured it pulled her yellow dress across her breasts, and he knew that was why the Sultan was staring at her.
Silently, he started plotting a slow and torturous death for the wanker.
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Hermione shifted deeply uncomfortable by the Sultan's gaze. He wasn't even trying to hide his lustful thoughts now. She reached over and grabbed Theo's hand as she tried to answer his inquiries about a wizarding law as simply as she could, so as not to draw him into a debate or encourage him to ask more questions. She didn't understand what was going on here, but for some reason, Theo's interest in her seemed to have intensified this man's interest in her. It made no bloody sense! And she hated when she couldn't make sense of something.
They adjourned to the smoking room and Hermione sat with Theo as the conversation ebbed and flowed. And still, the stupid Sultan kept looking at her, speaking to his aide in his own language.
Hip appeared suddenly bowing. "Master Oliver, may I present Mr. Blaise Zabini and Mr. Draco Malfoy and Mr. Harry Potter."
Hermione looked up in shock and then over at Oliver who was smiling as if he had expected these guests all along when she knew very well that he hadn't been expecting any guests. And what on earth was Harry doing with Malfoy? Blaise Zabini was his partner and a fellow Auror, but she knew Harry hadn't' seen Draco since school. Her eyes flew to Theo who was standing her up, pulling her into his side to move over to the new wizards entering the room.
Harry's eyes narrowed on her and she could tell he was upset but he walked right over shaking Theo's hand and saying. "Theo, good to see you."
Theo gave him a slow nod and then said softly. "Thanks for coming, Potter."
Hermione gasped. "This is your ace?"
Theo shrugged. "One of them, kitten."
Harry stiffened at the endearment but he was busy greeting the Ambassador and the delegation from Saudi Arabia. The Sultan looked deeply impressed over Harry and Hermione let out a small sigh, thankful the man had shifted his attention from her finally.
Zabini was speaking with Theo although she couldn't make out what they were saying while Draco Malfoy, whom she knew had business interests in this part of the world was now speaking to the Sultan. She gasped as she heard him talking, Draco knew Arabic?
Oliver had moved off to have Hip pour everyone whiskey and Hermione watched as the new wizards took glasses and sat down. Malfoy closest to the foreign wizards, Zabini closes to the door and Harry on the other side of her his eyes watching Theo's thumb moving on her hand.
"How long?" Harry asked his voice hard.
Hermione looked up startled to meet Harry's hurt green eyes. "What?"
He gestured discreetly at her and Theo's hands. "How long, Mione'?"
She sighed. "Since the remembrance ceremony, but it's not what-"
Harry cut her off and said in a rough whisper."Bloody hell it's not. Malfoy told me, you sleep with him!"
Hermione went a bit pale and Theo said quietly. "Potter, let's deal with this threat and then we can discuss this, yeah?"
Hermione gasped. "Threat?"
Potter nodded. "Yes, the bastard kidnaps witches for his harem. You're next."
Hermione shivered but said slowly. "You can't know that?"
Theo grunted and said softly. "Hip overheard him, Hermione. He was planning on just raping you and selling you, but now his interests have shifted to keeping you."
Hermione gasped in outrage and she reached for her wand which was in Theo's pocket, he had taken it from her after dinner and now she knew why. "Give me my wand!" She hissed.
Theo grunted and grabbed her hands putting them in his lap and saying to Potter. "Now do you see why you are here?"
Potter snorted. "Who is going to keep me from hexing him?"
Zabini looked up a lazy smile on his face. "Me, Potter."
Potter laughed. "Fair enough, but who keeps Nott from killing him."
Zabini shrugged. "Draco, he actually needs the bastard alive as his company does business with him."
Potter snorted and leaned back saying softly. "Figures."
Zabini raised his glass in a salute and sat back, clearly wanting to see what would happen.
Hermione felt like her head was spinning.
Draco's presence seemed to calm things down. For one, the sultan stopped whispering to his aide, probably because Draco could understand him. Harry also was a lovely distraction, all the wizards wanted to speak with him. Theo kept a hold of her hand for the rest of the meeting, which was distracting as Hermione was trying to pay attention so that she could make notes after this was over.
Finally the meeting was over and she stood up to help Oliver see off his guests, or rather the Arab ones. She slumped in exhaustion when they shut the door on them and turned to give Oliver a long look. "What on earth happened?" She asked wearily.
Oliver sighed. "Hip overheard some things that we found concerning."
She nodded. "Well, yes, I was told that, but why was he so interested in me?"
Oliver flushed slightly and then said. "Well- hmm- you're rather fetching."
Hermione waved her hand in irritation. "Not that fetching."
Theo cleared his throat and she turned to see him frowning at her slightly although his eyes were laughing. "I could argue that point, kitten."
Harry moved into the hall and snorted. "So will someone please inform me what the hell is going on?"
Oliver smiled and waved his hand. "Hermione, you have the rest of the day off."
Hermione looked over at him. "Oh, but-"
Theo spoke over her. "Thanks, Oliver. We will head out now." Then he turned to Hermione. "Hip has your things."
Hermione looked down to see that Hip did indeed have her purse and coat. "Oh, thank you Hip."
Hip smiled happily . "You is welcome, Miss, Hip was happy to help Miss."
Hermione sighed and looked at Theo. "Home then?"
Harry said very loudly. "Home?"
Hermione flinched as Draco chuckled, Theo flushed, and Zabini raised an eyebrow.
"Drinks I think." Draco said still chuckling.
Zabini nodded. "I think that's wise until we know they've made it to their portkey."
Theo nodded and pulled down his shirt sleeves covering his mark which Hermione noted was still a bit darker than normal.
Harry's eyes flashed to it and he frowned. "Your lot don't usually show that off," he said in a rather gruff tone.
Theo shrugged grabbing Hermione's coat to help her into it. "Sometimes it comes in handy." Harry frowned and Theo explained. "Well, as a tool to show that I am morally bankrupt, so it would probably be unwise to fuck with me."
Hermione turned around angrily. "You are not morally bankrupt Theodore Henri Spencer Nott."
Zabini whistled. "Whoo, full name and all. Come on Theo; let's go before she finds a stick to rap your knuckles with."
Draco nodded and then said. "Come on Potter, I will buy you a drink; those idiots think we are friends now and approved a contract I had been negotiating with them on for months."
Hermione smirked as Harry looked at Draco annoyance pouring off of him. "I will be happy to disabuse them of that notion."
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