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Draco glared at Lucas Timbre. How could a man so girly looking be so damn powerful? It was throwing him off.

Blaise, unlike his best friend, was simply staring, trying to analyze the situation. They were surrounded by fifty or so wizards and witches. There was no way out. Doctor Loverly, who had claimed Lucas Timbre would bring her to his deserted hideout, had in face sold them out. So now they were caught without and escape.

So the latter boy did the only thing he could think of. He sent curses flying. He had taken out five of them before Draco reacted. Out of no where, a blasting noise startled them. Twelve followers were lying on the floor but Lucas and the rest stood still. Lucas had his hand in the air, a metal muggle device in his hands.

"Boys, while I do not wish to end two prominent pureblood lines, I will." He casually pointed it at them and pulled the trigger. The noise was loud and when Blaise looked over his shoulder, there was a small hole in the wall: a hole that could have been in him.

Perhaps this would be harder then he thought.

All he knew was that there was a burning in his veins. Blaise knew he needed to save Hermione. He just didn't know how.

There came a small coughing at the back of the group of followers. A young woman stepped forward, her eyes flashing red. Blaise felt as though something was pulling him to her but pushing him away at the same time.

He stared at Lucas. Realization hit him. "You're an Angelus." It was a statement. "You're… but…. Doctor Loverly…"

"Yes, m'boy?" The doctor stepped forward from behind Lucas. "Terribly sorry but, as you may know, blood is certainly thicker then water."

Draco narrowed his eyes. "So you're a half-Angelus, Timbre? You want Hermione's power, don't you?"

The young woman's eyes flashed red again, like Lucas's, behind her mask. "Yes. And we will succeed, all thanks to you too." Her hood and mask still covered her face but Draco knew her voice from somewhere. "With her power, Lucas will be complete. He'll be unstoppable."

"Penelope?"

Blaise sighed slightly, sadly, remorsefully. "Penny… you're his guardian." He looked around. "Where's his mate?"

A shot rang out in the air, barely missing Blaise and land centimeters above where his head was moments before. "Do NOT mention her." Both boys unconsciously took a step towards each other. "I don't need another reminder of what muggleborns stole from me." A deep, guttural growl echoed around the room.



Penelope swished her wand and cages similar to Hermione's encased the boys. "Time to visit your Angelus. It's only a matter of time."

She levitated them to a large room and placed them in the center next to what looked like an empty cage, at least five feet apart from each other. She walked to the middle cage and bent down. From the soft shadows, a small figure rose.

Hermione looked over at her two boys and her heart soared and her mind raced. Quickly, everything fuzzed over again and she slumped against her cage. As Penelope ruffled her hair, Hermione's arm shot out and grabbed hers, as if acting on its own accord.

Hermione's pale arm pulled her forward as she leaned up. Her pink lips nearly touched Penelope's ear. "You will never have them."

Penelope withdrew her arm and stared at the defiant Angelus girl in front of her. "I've always liked a challenge." With that, she left the three in their cages.

Draco leaned against his bars. "Hermione?"

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