Don't hate me I am trying to post and stuff. I don't own anything. Enjoy. ~Ella
Sherlock remembered John's reception. Something similar to this but then Sherlock had made a speech and solved a murder and as a matter of fact made a vow. But that marriage was over a while ago when the bride had lied to John and then left to work for Moriarty, which Sherlock had gotten rid of semi permanently. Though this reception is boring. Plain. Sherlock is BORED. He is tired of contemplating the information of Dumbledore's will that Potter told him.
Potter right now is talking to some people, Granger and Weasley are dancing together, and John is dancing with some girl from the brides side of the family. This left Sherlock alone with his thoughts. He closed his eyes. He can't simply leave because he can't go far, not without John or Potter. He can't leave John because despite everything Sherlock knew he had feeling for him and if something were to happen to John he would never forgive himself. Keeping John close was the only way Sherlock could think of to protect him. He can't leave Potter because of the contract. 75 year old contract.
Sherlock's grandfather was friends with Charlus Potter, Harry's great-grandfather. Sherlock grandfather, Fane Byatt Mycroft Holmes. At the age of 16, the summer of 1934, met a boy in the woods Charlus Potter, a young boy, younger than he. This boy was a wizard and Fane was intrigued. They became great friends and two years later Charlus had gotten into trouble. He needed Fane to protect him, keep him away from the wizarding world. He was going to sold off to a pure-blood girl from the Black family. Fane and Charlus faked a marriage to each other even though Fane was in love with another, a woman, Genaveeve Blackwell. Charlus did meet the girl he was supposed to marry in a pub in the wizarding world. He, of course, fell in love with her and were married later that year. Fane then asked Genaveeve for her hand but was turned down, twice. Charlus asked him to sign the contract to make sure that Fane's sacrifice was not in vain. He would always help Fane and his family and he would always help Charlus and his family. Holmes' and Potter's bound in a contract to last generations. Genaveeve eventually gave in to Fane's desperation with some help from Charlus and his wife talking up Fane.
This contract was used at a maximum of 5 times. Sherlock never thought he would have been dragged into this contract but here he was at a wedding where he knows at most five people. Sherlock sighs and reopens his eyes. In front of him sat a familiar face, Bridgette.
"Where's Eilis? Stayed home because she wasn't invited? No one wants a Malfoy at the party?" Sherlock sneered. He hated to be disturbed. He physically saw Bridgette's anger on the subject as hair turn forest green and started to curl.
"Exactly. Anyways she's at work You-know-who has asked for all of them to be there tonight. All of the spies for the ministry she told me, Tonks, and Kingsley to warn us this morning. The Deatheaters plan to take over the Ministry tonight. She doesn't decide to tell us until its too late to stop it…Also, Eilis won't tell me, of all people, who the spies are other than her. She is the only spy we've got since Snape so we can't ask anyone else.…. It's sad to think our wizarding government is about to break. " She sighed and her hair became a lighter shade of green though it looked dull and lifeless. Sherlock realized this must be serious and he never does serious well.
"Sherlock, make sure those kids don't die. If they die their blood is on your hands."
"Thank you for your input but they will be fine. They are the ones who wanted this." Sherlock closes his eyes avoiding Bridgette.
"Yvana, you can go now" Sherlock said when he realized she wasn't getting up. He looked at her to see what was eating her. He noticed her hair was very dark again. This fight with Eilis is really unusual and it makes sense that Bridgette is depressed but she needs to learn that Eilis Samantha Malfoy-Holmes is not her only relative. She has Nymphadora as well.
"Bridgette, please, go home, get some sleep, you don't have to force yourself to be here." Sherlock looked at her. The sad look in her eyes tell him that she hasn't been sleeping well.
"Sherlock, do you love John?" She looked at him in the eye. "Would you do anything for him? Risk everything? Betray your friends and family. Reasoning?"
Sherlock thought about this for maybe half a second
"Absolut-" Cutting him off mid-sentence a blueish white light came in. The speaker of the shape was Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming." The message repeated over and over. Then a ball of fire came crashing through the tent. Sherlock hunted out Harry, Ron, and Hermione then John. Sherlock wrapped his arms around John's middle, Hermione and Ron grabbing Harry's and John's hands then they were gone.
They had reappeared on a street in London. Sherlock let go of John to steady himself. He had never apperated before and wasn't keen on it. John walked over to an alley and got sick.
"What the bloody fucking hell Sherlock? What sort of case is this? What the hell was that ball of light why did it have a man's voice? In what fucking way can we protect ourselves if the enemy's can cast fucking fire balls at us and destroy the ministry? And what about that couple? And the rest of the people at the wedding? What's happening to them?" John walked toward Sherlock stared at him real hard.
Harry looked at Hermione. "He has some points you know." Hermione just shook her head.
"John... Please. " Sherlock's face soften. He looked very sorry and remorseful and even scared but nothing stood out as the fear in Sherlock's face. Fear and of John leaving, fear if the unknown, fear of facing this without John, fear of John getting hurt and Sherlock not being there to save him.
"No, Sherlock. I can't do this. Not this. Whatever case this is you'll have to face it without me. I'm going home Sherlock." John turned to the street to hail a cab. Sherlock stood there watching John leave.
A/N Sorry stress of going to a new college and scholarships are getting to me and will not having a job. I plan to make the chapters better and more fullfilling I even have someone to read the chapters before hand so they are checked for like plot errors and what not THANKS RRW ~ella