Chapter 10 - Another Escape

A week passed and soon it was time to again escape the prison, which was much easier to without the dementors as guards, many of the human ones that replaced them owing the blonde man a favor or two, making it much easier for escape to happen. It was a cold, rainy late November night when it happened, and Parkinson and Lucius were out, revenge plans at their fingertips as they ran from the large, frightening prison. They were still running as the prison went out of sight a half hour later, and they finally slowed.

Lucius asked, "What now Parkinson? Shall we go straight to Hogwarts and kill my son and his mudblood, or shall we wait until terror settles in her soul?"

Pansy stuttered out, "Mr. Mal-Malfoy. Do, w-we nee-need to ki-kill Dra-Drac-Draco?", she had still hoped her vision she had had since she was 11, her marriage to Draco, would be possible, but with the anger of the blonde man, she was afraid it wasn't going to happen.

The blonde man sneered, "Of course, you silly girl. It'll kill the mudblood even more if we kill her precious husband right in front of her."

"But, but Mr. Malfoy! What if he's under a love potion!", she protested, using her favorite excuse for Draco's marriage to Granger.

The man continued to sneer, "He wouldn't let her near him with love potion, so I doubt it. Now are you coming or will you go back to Azkaban?"

Parkinson lowered her head with a near silent sigh, "Ye, Mr. Malfoy, I'm coming.", and with that the two former Death Eaters continued their trudge towards where the clueless couple lay in their bed, unknowing of what was coming for them.

Hermione was teaching her first class, the class with the 6th years, the class with the girl that reminded her of herself in it, Marissa Heart, when Harry burst through the doors. By the grim look in his face, nothing good could be on his mind. She quickly dismissed the class, assigning them a 2 and a half foot essay to be done by the end of the week.. it was Tuesday, and the groaning students filed out.

Both the arour and the teacher didn't notice the one lone girl who stayed, hidden in the shadows as Hermione asked tiredly, "What is it Harry? What now?"

Harry's face grew grimmer still as he let out a sigh and said, "She and Malfoy are out again, 'Mione. They're coming here for you and Draco."

Hermione stood there, unable to move, to process, for a second, before swearing under her breath, causing Harry's eyebrows to rise, and saying, "We need more arours here.. How could she have known my fear for him? Ever since the Manor, during the war.. the look on his face as Bellatrix tormented me. You don't think that..?"

Harry shook his head vehemently, "No, even as angry as he is at you, Ron wouldn't do that."

Hermione raised her head, the light catching her brown eyes to reveal the glimmer of unshed tears there and said quietly, "I don't know, there's a lot of things I'd think Ron wouldn't do that he did, Harry. Leave his family, date Lavender again, hurt me. All things he did that I never thought him capable of, why couldn't he have done this?"

Harry wanted to have some hope that Ron would come back to them, and so said, "I don't think so, anyway how would that horrid pug have gotten a hold of him? Molly, Ginny, and even Percy gave tried and nothing ever happens, owls come back with the letters still with them, floo calls don't reach them, even muggle post and telephone won't work. How could she have done it?"

Hermione was stubborn and logical; she knew he's the only one who could have told and whispered, "He probably blocked me, Malfoy, his family, and you from the floo, ignored the phone, and letters sent to him sent back at seeing the names of his family, or their owls."

Harry released a sigh of defeat before looking back at Hermione and asking softly, "What are you going to do? They'll some here and probably kill Draco in front of you to drive you mad with grief before killing you. What are we going to do, Hermione."

Before Hermione could answer they heard a muffled gasp coming from a corner, and with quick war-honed reflexes both had their wands out. "Who's there?", Hermione asked, her eyes roaming the room.

Marissa stepped out into to the light for near the door, looking embarrassed, "I-I'm sorry. I just wanted to see what was going on, and why Professor Mrs. Malfoy dismissed class early.. so I decided to stay and find out.", the shy girl said, her gaze falling to her feet.

Hermione raised a brow and asked carefully, "Was it because you wanted to know? Or was it because you wanted a story to impress Benjamin with?"

Instantly the girl's face turned bright red, and she stuttered, "H-how d-did you kn-know ab-about Ben?"

Hermione smiled, "Because the looks you send him remind me of myself when I was younger."

Marissa's cheeks remained bright red as she stuttered out an apology and ran out the door, causing Hermione and Harry to chuckle before turning their attention back to the news.

Hermione gathered her thoughts and said what she had been about to say before Marissa had been discovered, "Well, we'll just have to fight, huh Harry? It can't be that hard, it's just Malfoy and Parkinson. We just have to use 'constant vigilance.",she said with a sigh, a slight smile appearing when she used Mad-eye's favorite term.

Harry grinned, his love for battle, well more like excitement, is what drove him to his job, along with the feeling of doing right, "We can take them, and Hogwarts will always help us when it comes to fights."

Hermione smiled, "That they will Hogwarts protects it's own, and it's only 2 wizards, what could go wrong?"

They didn't know what the two wizards had planed, and it wasn't going to be just as easy as 2 wizards against Hogwarts.