Just... dont let your knickers twist with what ive done with this one.
Trigger Warning; rape.
They rushed in wands drawn and stopped. The sight before then was gut wrenching and neither woman would be able to forget it for a long time. Narcissa was strung up over a stained bed, her arms splayed out and limply reaching towards the ceiling. Her legs were equally splayed out as she was tied at the ankles to each side of the bed. She was entirely naked and thankfully, mercifully, she appeared the be unconscious.
There were words carved into her skin and she was covered in bruises and random scrapes, she looked emaciated and no doubt dehydrated. Behind her on the bed stood an equally naked, much stronger looking, Lucius Malfoy who appeared to carving something into the woman's back while simultaneously raping the woman. Judging by the angle Hermione assumed the man had taken the woman in her ass. A wave of fury swept through both women and a moment later Lucius was struck with not one but two stunners.
The force with which the man had been ripped from her made Narcissa groan even in her unconscious state and Hermione realise it had probably only done more damage that he was removed so roughly. Minerva went to check the man while Hermione magically cut Narcissa free and caught her limp body. When she stepped down of the bed she looked to see Minerva had magically bound the man and covered his nakedness.
"Love, she needs to be taken to Poppy." Minerva states and Hermione gently lays the limp woman on the bed and looks for something to cover her with. With a huff she tears her shirt and enlarges the scrap before transfiguring it into a blanket and wrapping it around the older woman.
No sooner was Narcissa covered did a group of Aurors move into the room looking confused. Harry Potter, Gawain Robards and two unknown Aurors looked at the two standing women. Harry looked a little more than pissed off and turned on the Head Auror as the other two moved over to the man who was slowly coming around.
"I told you she needed help! For months you've ignored her!" Harry shouted and the man actually had the grace to look ashamed.
"Come on Potter, she is a death eaters wife, she housed the Dark Lord for Merlin's sake! I wasn't the only one not to take her seriously." Gawain Robards huffed out not looking the Boy-Who-Lived in the eye.
"You mean to tell me that Miss Black has been asking for help for months now and she was ignored?" Minerva's tone was that Headmistress and it was so cold it made Hermione shiver let alone the rest of them.
"Yes! She is a death-eater's wife! We had more important things to do." Gawain spoke irately not liking being attacked.
"Babe. Let's get her back to the castle yeah?" Hermione spoke up sensing the woman was likely to snap and hurt the idiot of a man. Minerva nodded and, assuming the wards were down, moved over and wrapped her arms around Hermione and Narcissa and apparating them to the castle gates where she called Rolger to take them to the hospital wing.
Appearing in the hospital wing they were surprised to see Fleur and Gabrielle at one of the bed's. It seemed Gaby was in need of medical attention and the Mediwitch was fussing. Hermione was about to ask what was going on when Narcissa stirred. Looking down at the older woman Hermione saw she was looking back confusion, shock and finally pure disbelief crossed her face before she burst into tears and held Hermione tightly.
"I never thought anyone would come. I didn't think you would in a million years." Narcissa sobbed out hysterically and Minerva guided her bride to be and the woman in her arms to a bed. Helping Hermione onto the bed first as Narcissa refused to let go Minerva then turned and moved over to Poppy who was yet to notice them.
Hermione cooed to the woman and apologised over and over for not coming sooner and eventually the woman started to calm down. The black and blonde haired woman refused to let go of Hermione as she continued to sob quietly. Minerva spoke quietly to the mediwitch who looked over startled at the severely damaged woman being rocked by Hermione Granger. Turned out the problem with Gabrielle was sister inflicted and something Minerva could help with which freed up Poppy who rushed over.
Poppy looked over the sobbing which, she had deep bruises around her eyes and on her cheek and jaw plus a split lip and dried blood on her chin. Her hair, where it used to be shiny was flat and dul and her skin clung to her bones. It was clear to the mediwitch that the woman had been many months abandoned to what ever torment befell her. Of course Poppy didn't know that it was Lucius who did this, a man who should have respected his wife, a man she knew since he was a young boy.
Minerva returned long enough to mumble to Hermione that she would be back soon and then left. Poppy reached out to unwrap the woman clinging to Hermione only to pull back when Narcissa whimpered and practically tried to crawl into the brunette to get away from who ever was trying to uncover her. It was at that time that the slightly less bubbly than usual Gabrielle moved over and climbed onto the bed behind Hermione. Narcissa had her face buried in Hermione's neck so when Gaby gently pushed the woman's hair back it was a little startling.
"'ello pretty lady! Why don't you let us take a look see and get you all 'ealed up?" Gaby encouraged with a smile and Narcissa peered at the young girl.
"I bet Madame Pomfrey will let you stay on Professor Granger's lap." Gaby tried as she smiled brightly. There had been a slight shift that the 12 year old was hyper aware of but didn't know what it was when she looked into Narcissa's eyes.
"Come, belle, let us 'eal you." This time the softly cooed words seemed to have the right effect and Narcissa nodded.
The woman turned on the young Professor's lap and let the mediwitch remove the blanket. Fleur had to turn away and cover her mouth so not to sob at the sight of the once proud woman. All animosity that the group had once felt towards Narcissa vanished in that moment as they witnessed the atrocities that had befell her. Gaby sat shaking just inside Narcissa's line of vision with fury coursing through her. Narcissa weakly reached over and took Gabrielle's hand.
"You're too pretty to be looking that angry." Narcissa muttered, her voice was weak and hoarse.
"Hush, you aren't allowed to comfort me while you look so broken." Gabrielle spoke firmly, it was at that point that Fleur realised what had happened between her baby sister and the woman almost the same age as their mother. Mates.
Fleur couldn't be anything but happy for her little sister, a veela finding her mate was extremely rare these days. She was comforted by the fact that neither would be compelled to be anything more than friends until Gaby either decides otherwise or turns 17. They would be close either way and Fleur figured she would have to talk to Minerva about visitations. It was just after Poppy had magically scoured the woman that Minerva came back in and looked at her wife to be.
"Mi, can you step out do you think?" Minerva gave Narcissa a sad look when the woman whimpered not wanting the brunette to leave.
"Sure. I'll be right back ok." Hermione gently moved out from behind the woman and was going to scoot her back against the pillows but Gabrielle slid in behind Narcissa and took the woman's weight.
"She will stay with Narcissa, go 'ermione." Fleur urged gently but the look she received from the brunette let her know she had questions.
Out in the hall stood Harry Potter, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Andromeda Tonks with a small Teddy Lupin, Gawain Robards and a woman Hermione hadn't ever met before. The Ministry officials and Andromeda all looked shocked to see blood covering a relatively large portion of Hermione's robes. Minerva had sent off a Patronus to Andromeda after flooing the Minister and telling him that he was required with his Head Auror, Harry Potter and a member of the Gamot to come the castle immediately.
"It that Cissy's blood?" Andromeda gasped at the sight of Hermione.
"I'm afraid so. She we go to my office?" Minerva wasn't really asking, she simply turned at lead them all to the Headmistress' office.
Once in the office Hermione summoned seats for the 5 visitors and shucked her outer robes. No sooner did she have them off did Rolger appear and take them from her before disappearing. Once her hands were free she set to pacing behind Minerva's seat as everyone settled themselves in their own seats. Harry looked furious, Gawain looked ashamed and anxious and Kingsley looked purely confused as to why they were there.
"Minerva, what's this about?" Kingsley finally speaks up.
"This is about the gross incompetence of your Head Auror and the brutal rape and torture of Narcissa Black that has been going on for months apparently." Minerva bit out glaring at Gawain.
"I'm not sure I understand." Kingsley frowned just not getting it. It was awful business but what did it have to do with his Aurors.
Harry took action at that point and pulled the letters from the inside of his robes and handed them to Kingsley. There were three, sent one a month for the first three months after the battle ended and not a single one had been answered regardless the pleading within the letters. Kingsley became rather upset as he read through the letters before looking directly at Gawain. The Head Auror swallowed and refused to look at the Minister.
"Explain." Kingsley spoke in his usual soft way but the words came with a cold delivery.
"I... I... She is as good as a death-eater! The Dark Lord lived in her house!" He argued getting to his feet. Before anyone could respond Hermione was in his face pushing him back into his seat and not giving him an inch.
"That 'death-eater' helped us escape the Manor and her psychotic sister before saving Harry Potter's life! Her scum of a husband, an actual death-eater has been raping and torturing her for the last 9 months! Do you have a wife? Sister? Daughter?" Hermione snarled the words into his face.
"Wife... d-daughter." Gawain, like any other sensible human being, as honestly terrified of the Golden Girl.
"Tell me, if it was your daughter instead of Narcissa, married to Lucius, a death eaters wife, host of the Dark Lord... would you have ignored the letters?" Hermione's voice was low and full of menace.
"Of course I would you silly bint!" He growled out only to be shoved back so hard his chair tipped out and he crashed to the ground.
The Head Auror rolled out of the chair and was on his feet in a second wand drawn and furiously glaring at the brunette in front of him. Hermione didnt react for even a moment as she returned the glare. Gawain was about to utter a curse when Minerva cleared her throat, Hermione didn't look away but Gawain glanced at the Headmistress and blanched.
"Curse my fiancee and I will avada you before the magic leaves your wand regardless of witness'." The Headmistress spoke in a low and terrifying manner that had the man swallow and after a moments hesitation he dropped the wand to his side.
"Wise choice." Minerva slowly dropped her own wand and Hermione moved over to stand with her love. Minerva sat and pulled Hermione down onto her lap.
"Gawain, effective immediately you are fired. If you so chose you can remain as an Auror but you will be replaced as Head." Kingsley spoke seriously and the man he addressed looked distraught.
"Minister... you can't do that." Gawain tried and Hermione grit her teeth.
"I most certainly can. Until the end of this year I am still Minister and have ignored a plea for help and so completely violated the Auror code. You are not fit for the position." Kingsley continues seriously.
"My sister could very well have died! You dare argue the point further and I can promise you I dont mind spending the rest of my life in Azkaban if it means I get to permanently shut your bloody mouth!" Andromeda screeched when it looked as though Gawain was going to speak again.
"I suggest a langlock if he continues. Minister I would to see Miss Black if that is ok with you." The Ministry woman spoke in an imperious tone and stood from her seat. Kingsley nodded.
"I will take you and Andromeda back to the hospital wing if you like. Hermione perhaps you can fill the Minister and Mr. Potter in on the mornings events?" Minerva suggest.
"You might speak with Fleur about accommodating Narcissa, love?" Hermione says softly as she removes herself from Minerva's lap to let the woman up. Minerva gave her witch a curious look but nodded.
As far as Narcissa and Gabrielle are concerned, nothing sordid happens until Grabrielle turns 17. Promise.