Chapter 12 - The Fighting Continues
Soon Hogwarts students, teachers, arours, and former Death Eaters alike were dodging spells. Hermione was in a fierce duel with Pansy, both sustaining hits of spells, evidence of such were the bruises and cuts marring both of their faces and arms.
The two Malfoy's were in a similar duel, but theirs a much more deadly one. Unforgivable Curses passed between the two as they circle each other, dodging and leaping out of the way of each cruse sent at them.
It was clear, however, that the ex-Death Eaters weren't expecting such a outnumbering force against them, their bodies littered the ground, either tied-up, stunned, and in a few cases, dead. Even young Marissa was holding her own against the furious and vengeful men and women.
Many of them, however, were attacking Harry, because of the fact they were still sore two years later that he had killed the Dark Lord. He had dozens of them surrounding him as he dodged their hate-filled curses and sent his own back. It was clear which side was going to win, as only one had any major losses.
Back in the duel between Hermione and Pansy curses and hexes weren't the only thing flying between the two women. "This is what you get for stealing my Drakie you mudblood!", Pansy shouted as she sent a Sectumsempra towards Hermione.
"Draco would have married me if you'd been around or not Parkison", Hermione hissed as she dodged the curse and sent back a Incarcerous, "He loves me you pug-faced witch, you were just a play-thing to him."
It was apparent that Pansy couldn't handle the truth, because the next curse she sent was one that Bellatrix had used on her during the war, "Cruico!", she spat, hatred clear in her tone.
Fear clouded Hermione's vision as the spell came at her, memories of Bellatrix casting the same spell at her at Malfoy Manor while the crazy-eyed woman was trying to pump information she didn't have out of her and the pain of the curse when her truthful answers weren't to her liking. A great shout tore it self from her throat as she jumped out of the way, screaming, "NO!", and flicking her trembling hands towards Pansy as she landed away from the curse.
Then it was Pansy who was screaming, and Hermione watched with wide eyes as the screams ended, leaving behind Pansy's lifeless body. She slowly became aware of the fight ending around her, the only casualties on the part of the people of Hogwarts and Aurors being cuts, bruises, and a few broken limbs. A majority of the former Death Eaters were tied up with the Incarcerous spell where they fell during the fight, and a few dead where they lay.
Next she became aware of the heat of Draco's arms, winding themselves around her waist and him kissing her neck lightly, "You did it, love. You rid the world of that pug-faced bitch. Maybe now we can finally have a calm life, yeah?", he grinned, his words muttered into her neck.
Hermione gave a smile and leaned back into her husband's embrace, "Maybe, though life being friends with Harry Potter never really can be normal.", she grinned, looking towards her tired best friend, who to her great amusement stuck his tongue out at her.
"You know I want a normal life, 'Mione.", Harry whined, "I'm cursed to never be normal!"
Draco smirked and lifted his head from his wife's neck, "You be bored with a normal life, Potter", he drawled, "Don't bother to deny it, you know it's true."
Harry grinned at the youngest Malfoy and asked, "Maybe we should move this talk inside before we all drop to the ground in exhaustion?"
The married couple nodded and moved to go indoors, noticing everyone else had left already and the bodies of the fallen and dead ex-Death Eaters gone. It only took ten minutes to reach the couple's rooms and they all took a seat in front of the fire, Harry sitting in a red chair while Draco stretched out on a couch of the same color with silver designs, Hermione laying between his legs with her head resting on his stomach.
"What happened between you and Parkison, Hermione?", Harry asked after a house elf had came and given them all some tea, "I heard her insulting you more than throwing curses at you, then the Cruciatus Curse and you screaming no then suddenly,before I finished off the last few Death Eaters surrounding me Parkinson was screaming and dead. What did that?"
Hermione shrugged, "Honestly Harry, I don't know. I just.. flicked my hands towards her and she was down and screaming, then she was dead. I was just panicked because the curse.. it reminded me of Bellatrix.", she felt Draco stiffen underneath her and stroke her hair soothingly, "I've no clue what happened, I didn't have my wand pointed at her or thing any spell.", she shook her head, "I don't know what happened", she repeated.
Draco smiled at his wife, "Everyone knew that you were special, love. Wand-less magic isn't so much of a surprise."
"Wand-less magic", Hermione asked, dazed, "Such a thing exists?"
Draco chuckled, "Of course love, very powerful wizards can preform it, like Dumbledore. It's no surprise you can, being the smartest witch of our age."
Hermione blushed and yawned, causing Draco to frown slightly and tell Harry that he and his wife were going to get some rest. Harry nodded and left to go sleep in his own chambers, while Draco carried Hermione to their bed, "Goodnight love.", he muttered as he got into bed next to his wife and fell asleep.