"No…" Hermione reached for her wand only to have Malfoy stomp on her hand. She cringed but didn't make a sound as she looked up at him with hatred. "You're not going to get away with this…" she said.
"Oh no?" Crabbe and Goyle lifted her up and slammed her into a book shelf.
"Leave her alone!" Viktor shouted as he struggled against the ropes and two boys that held him in place.
"Shut it Krum!" Malfoy slammed a book across his face.
"Stop it! Don't hurt him!" she screamed as she was thrown to the ground and struggled to get to him. "Leave him alone!" she watched in horror as Malfoy kicked him over and over again. Hermione slammed her knee into Crabbe and then stomped on Goyles foot before rushing forward and pushing Malfoy away from Viktor who had begun to bleed as he fell to the ground.
"Mione run…" he coughed blood as she dropped to his side.
"No… No I'm not leaving you." She said as tears formed her eyes.
"Awe how sweet…" Hermione cringed at Malfoys mocking tone and slowly turned.
"You son of a bitch…" she said through gritted teeth.
"Hey." He slapped her across her face. "That's my mother you're talking about." Hermione's fist balled at her side before she slammed it into his cheek knocking him to the ground. She climbed on top of him and began to hit him over and over.
"Get the bitch off!" Malfoy shouted pain evident in his voice.
"Leave her be!" Viktor shouted as the boys pulled Hermione off him. Crabbe slammed his fist into her stomach, she coughed and peeled over.
"He has… Nothing to do with this… Just let him go…" she said. "Please let him go…" the boys threw her to the ground next to Viktor she grabbed onto his uniform. "Please please let him be…"
"In exchange for what?" Malfoy asked as he wiped the blood from his mouth.
"Me do anything you want to me just don't… Don't hurt him." her hands clutched onto Viktors shoulder as she said it. A small tear rolled down her cheek. "I won't… I won't even fight…" she whispered. "Please he didn't do anything wrong…"
"Mina… No…" he whispered. He had never seen Hermione plead for anything. He knew what it did to her pride. It spoke wonders to him that she was now risking her own life to plead for his.
"Please do anything you want to me, just let him go…" Hermione said.
"You won't fight?" Malfoy asked.
"I won't fight you could do whatever just let him go…"
"Don't you get it Granger?" Malfoy whispered in her ear. "I already have you… and I want you to fight…" she felt herself being pulled away from Viktor. She kicked and punched to no avail as she was slammed into the book shelf and held steady once more by Crabbe and Goyle who this time kept a far enough distance away to not get kicked.
"Let go of me…" Hermione struggled between the two boys who held her arms out.
"Not so tough without your wand are you mud blood?" Malfoy asked as he neared her. When he got just close enough Hermione kicked her foot up, it caught Malfoy under the chin sending him flipping back.
"Malfoy!" two of his other friends went to help him up only to have him push them away.
"You little bitch." he rushed at her his fist hitting her across the cheek. her head snapped to the side connecting to the bookshelf she was being held against. He grabbed her by the lapel and yanked her from Crabbe and Goyle. He slammed her onto the ground right next to Viktor. She closed her eyes as Malfoy stomped his foot on her abdomen three times. She curled into a ball the pain immense. "Why aren't you screaming!" he kicked her in the back. Her body arched from the impact.
"Stop you're going to kill her!" Viktor bellowed.
"That's." he kicked her. "The." He stomped her in the back. "Point!" he kicked her again. This time so hard her body came up off the ground. "I want to hear you scream mud blood!" through the whole attack Hermione hadn't made one sound she had just taken it. Malfoy straddled her body and forced her hands up above her.
"Hermione…" Viktor whispered completely helpless.
"You know you're not too ugly mud blood." Malfoy whispered as he neared her lips. Hermione spit blood into Malfoys face his hands flew off hers to wipe it from his eyes. She quickly arched her hips up and rolled causing Malfoy to fall to his back. Hermione got to her feet and kicked him across the face before turning to face the other boys who stared at her.
"Come on!" she shouted. "Come on!" one of them pulled out their wand.
"Reducto!" he shouted. Hermione rolled over her shoulder behind a book case.
"Hermione run!" Viktor shouted. She cringed as spells flew past the book case that concealed her. She looked around and spotted her wand laying in the middle of the aisle. She peeked around the book case to see the boys regrouping with Malfoy.
"Alright Hermione… Concentrate…" she said to herself as she put her hand out and concentrated on the book case behind them. "Come on…." she muttered as she watched it slowly rock back and forth. "Come on…" it rocked more. "Come on!" the bookcase slammed towards the boys.
"Move Malfoy!" Crabbe pulled his friend away from the falling piece of wood. Hermione quickly used the distraction to run to her wand.
"She's moving!" Goyle shouted.
"Stop her!" Malfoy ordered. A spell slammed into Hermione's shoulder knocking her to the ground. She slid across the marble floor her hand knocking the wand farther away.
"Bloody hell!" she shouted. She looked over her shoulder to see the others rushing at her. "No no no!" she scrambled to her feet and propelled herself forward. She grabbed onto the wand and smiled.
"Hit her you idiots!" Malfoy shouted as he watched her roll out of the way of five different spells. Hermione got to her feet and stared directly at Malfoy a small smile playing her lips. "Get down!" He shouted when to his horror her eyes completely eclipsed over. A gust of wind swirled around her and spread out making books fly off the shelves.
"Leave now or die…" she said. "Your choice." Hermione waited and listened carefully it sounded like there was no one else in the library. She slowly stepped forward and looked around; she couldn't see any of Malfoy or his goons.
"Luff get out of here!" Viktor ordered.
"Viktor look around do you see them?" she asked loudly as her eyes darted around the large room. She heard Viktor cough it sounded rough and rattled her eyes went to him to see a pool of blood forming below his mouth. The power that once swirled around her instantly faded.
"Viktor." She gasped as she rushed to his side. She didn't care if Malfoy and his groupies were still in the room she needed to get to Viktor, he was the one that needed her help.
"Hermione run!" he shouted.
"I'm not leaving you!"
"Get her and hold the bitch down!" Malfoy ordered. All four boys rushed out of nowhere and slammed into Hermione.
"Get the hell off me!" she shouted as she tried to aim the wand that was held firmly in her hand.
"Disarm her!" one of the boys shouted. Hermione bit down on Goyles hand that was trying to pry her wand away from her.
"Whore!"
"Let go of me!" she shouted. "Let go!"
"Crutio!" Malfoy shouted. A strange cry sounded from Hermione before she bit her cheek to keep from letting any screams sound. She felt her body contort. Bones twisted with in her sending excruciating pain flowing through her. Slowly and reluctantly her hand snapped open her wand rolled across the floor far away from her. "Finite." The pain slowly subsided while the four boys rushed back over to her. Each taking a leg and an arm to hold down. "There there that's better." she closed her eyes feeling Malfoy's wand move across her cheek in a haunting manner. "I'm going to enjoy this… Maybe a little too much…" She looked to him for a long moment.
"You're not going to get the chance." She said with small smile.
"Oh and why is that?" Malfoy asked as he moved towards her lips once more. She smiled up at him as blood trickled down her chin
"Because idiot the Indicarsurus curse has a time limit before the ropes disappear…" Malfoys eyes widened making Hermione laugh. "Were you aware you have a very angry large Bulgarian behind you?" Malfoy closed his eyes as he prepared himself for the impact.
Viktor was efficient he didn't take his time but worked quickly. He picked Malfoy off of Hermione and slammed him into a wall knocking him out. He then with four well aimed punches knocked out the rest of them out. Hermione had slowly started to get to her feet using a book shelf as leverage.
"Hermione…" he rushed to her side just as she began to drop to the ground. "I'm getting you to hospital wing." He said reaching her.
"No… No." she said. "I don't want to give him the satisfaction…" he tried to lift herself off the ground once more.
"Luff you have blood everywhere…" he whispered.
"So I'm your love again?" she asked as she coughed. "That's rich…" Hermione slid down a bookshelf to the ground. Viktor stared in horror as the white shirt of her uniform began to stain red. "Dobby…" Hermione whispered. "Dobby!" her voice was ragged and horse.
"Yes miss… Oh gods miss." He slid to the ground beside her. "What has happened to my lady?" he asked as his hand set down on her arm.
"Dobby I need you to take me somewhere where we can be healed in private."
"To my cabin." Viktor said, before she could protest she felt Dobby's hand on her forearm fallowed by a rush of air. She felt her body softly hit the ground, it was easier then it usually was when she was apperated. "My friend Jamous is an expert healer, please get him." Viktor said.
"Should I inform the head master?"
"No." Hermione said. "No…"
"Yes miss." With that he disappeared. Hermione looked to Viktor and frowned as she took a breath and got up.
"You shouldn't be walking." He said not really knowing how she was awake let alone moving.
"Stay right there." She said as she walked into the bathroom. He heard some water run and then turn off. Hermione walked back out, any blood on her face completely wiped away only to reveal the bruises and deep gashes across her cheek. Hermione walked over to Viktor who sat on the bed and kneeled before him. She had a bowl of water and a rag in hand. She set it down and dipped the cloth in. she slowly began to clean the wounds on his face. He cringed every time it came in contact with a deep bruise. un like Hermione the blood didn't come from deep gashes but more from his nose and mouth. Hermione got really close to his face as she cleaned the only cut he had. It was deep gash on his left eyebrow she frowned as she pressed the rag somewhat hard to get some of the soot that had settled in the wound out.
"I'm sorry…" she whispered as he made a small sound of pain. She pulled back her hand and set the rag in the bowl before coughing softly and sitting back. Viktor slowly lowered himself to the ground in front of Hermione.
"Hermione…" he said as he took her hands.
"Viktor…" she gasped. "Owe…" he looked down to see harsh bruises on her wrists, he instantly let go of her hands to see they too were bruised and battered.
"I should have protected you better." He said.
"I'm not yours to protect any more…" he shook his head an expression of pain crossing his features.
"Hermione… I jumped to conclusions. I know now that when you said you loved Harry… It was because you think of him as a brother… I didn't catch that part of conversation…"
"Then how did you find out?" she asked.
"I asked Harry, he explained."
"Does he know about what we were?"
"What we are." He corrected. "Hermione I still want to be with you. I'm sorry I got angry, I'm sorry I said such awful things."
"You hit a pretty low spot with the me sleeping with Malfoy comment." She said. "It really hurt."
"Me to you slap very hard…" he looked down at her knuckles to see they were gashed open. "And punch very hard as vell…"
"Viktor…"
"Please Mione… I… I want you… I was wrong."
"Yeah you were wrong and it's great that you know your apologizing but I don't like that impulsiveness… I mean you didn't even let me explain you just said you wanted nothing to do with me… Am I that easy to just cast aside?" Viktor saw the hurt in her eyes.
"No, it vasn't easy, when I said I was rid ov you my heart it vas not in my words." He said quickly, his English becoming worse due to the fear she would not take him back.
"It seemed like it was." Hermione said pain filling her side steadily.
"It all just got out of hand… It's just ven I thought you didn't luff me… I… I just got angry and, there was big hole through chest." Hermione smiled at him softly. "Hermione… Please, take me back… I can tell you that though I do make mistakes I never make them twice…" She looked at him for a long moment.
"I would hug you, and kiss you if I wasn't so sore." He smiled brightly.
"Is this yes?" he asked. "You take me back?"
"Yes Viktor." She said with a small laugh. "I take you back."
"You forgive me?" He asked with a bright smile.
"Of course… But don't think you don't owe me big time…" he laughed. "Hey I'm serious."
"Anything you want." He said.
"I want diamonds…" she said with a mischievous smile.
"Dah diamonds." He said.
"And a few sapphires…"
"Sapphires…"
"Also a ruby. Just one ruby…"
"Just one?" he asked.
"I'm not greedy." He laughed as he hugged her. She hissed in pain and he jumped back.
"I'm sorry luff!" he said.
"Now I want two rubies." she chuckled softly. Hermione's eyes were closed as she cradled her side. The pain was steadily growing.
"Luff…" he said as he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"I think… I think something maybe wrong…" Hermione said as she looked down at her side. She pulled away her hands and looked down to see they were covered in blood. Viktors eyes widened as he looked down at the crimson. "Viktor…" she slumped forward into his arms.
"Hermione…" he asked his voice fearful as he held her in his arms. He slowly picked her up ignoring the pain that spread through his body as he did. He laid her down on the bed and looked her over. "Luff…" he whispered as he set a hand against her cheek. She murmured as she tilted her head towards his touch.
"Viktor…"
"Luff I'm going to lift your shirt to check on wounds."
"The hell… Hell you are…" she muttered slipping out of consciousness. He slowly rolled the hem of her Hogwarts sweater up to reveal another white button up shirt.
"Viktor!" Jamous slid out of the fireplace his wand held at the ready. He looked to see Viktor unbuttoning Hermione's shirt slowly. "Viktor what are you doing to her?" he asked in Bulgarian.
"She's bleeding profusely I needed to heal her wound and in order do that I have to look at it. Now that you're here though you can do it." he said standing up and turning to look at his friend.
"What the hell happened to you?" he asked with wide eyes as he spotted the state of Viktor he rose his wand towards his friend to start healing only to have Viktor grasp onto his arm and wheel him around to Hermione.
"Her first me later." He said.
"Right… Right of course." He knelt by the bed and started to heal the most obvious of wounds. "Want to tell me what happened to her?" Jamous asked. "What happened to both of you?"
"You know how I said she was cheating on me with Harry Potter?"
"You did not as much say as you did yell."
"It turns out she wasn't…"
"You heard her say she loved him."
"I walked out before I heard her say as what. I confronted Harry about it… He explained that Hermione was like the only family he had." Jamous nodded.
"I told you Hermione wasn't that type of woman."
"I know…" Viktor dropped to Hermione's side and took her hand.
"Do you know of any other maybe less obvious injuries other than her abdomen I'm going to take care of that last."
"I'm not sure… they kicked her many times in both the back and stomach… Malfoy also stomped on her hands."
"So snake boy did do this after all…" Jamous said through gritted teeth. "Why?"
"Because of what I did to him." Viktor said darkly.
"She just has a few fingers out of place." Jamous said as he easily healed her hands. "What are we going to do about Malfoy?"
"If Hermione pulls out of this okay I will let him live but only barely… If she doesn't then no force will stop me from killing him." Jamous nodded in agreement. Viktor watched as Hermione slowly turned her head from side to side and murmured slightly.
"Jamous… She's warm." Viktor said as he placed his hand against her now sweat covered brow.
"The injury to her abdomen is putting her in distress let's see just how bad this is." he used his wand to cast away her uniforms sweater reveal her white shirt on the left side was almost completely stained with blood. "Merlin… I didn't know it was this bad…" he muttered as he unbuttoned to just below her breasts.
"Neither did I…" Viktor said as he held onto Hermione's hand tighter.
"Was she stabbed?" Jamous asked as he slowly began to peel the wet shirt from where the most blood had begun to pool.
"No she wasn't…"
"I don't know how she's bleeding so much if she wasn't…" Jamous stopped as he looked down at a piece of bone from Hermione's torso. "A rib has punctured the skin…" Viktor looked to him.
"Can you heal her?"
"It will be painful for her…"
"What…" Hermione coughed. "What are you two saying… I can't… Can't understand you…"
"Merlin she's awake…" Jamous said his eyes wide.
"You know I can't speak Bulgarian yet…" she whispered as blood trickled out her mouth.
"Oh god she's a awake." Jamous said again.
"English please…" she murmured.
"Can you hear me?" Jamous asked in English.
"Bulgarian and all." She coughed as more blood came from her mouth.
"Help her." Viktor said as he squeezed her hand.
"Alright… Hermione I'm going to give you a pain draft…" he reached into his pocket to pull the vile he had brought just in case.
"No." Hermione said.
"Hermione if I don't want your about to go through will be very painful."
"I'm allergic to midlesroot…" she said.
"Oh." Jamous said.
"Oh?" Viktor asked.
"it vill give her seizures… that only happens-."
"After being petrified…" Viktor said. "She was her second year."
"Alright ven vill haf to do this the hard way." he said. "Viktor ready your hand I'll heal it afterwards." He said to his friend in Bulgarian.
"What did he say?" Hermione asked Viktor.
"Nothing Luff." He said as he pushed a strand of hair from her eyes.
"Okay Hermione ven I say so take big big breath." She nodded. Viktor watched as Jamous placed his fingers on top of the extruding bone. She gasped the second his fingers made contact.
"Sorry… Sorry." Jamous said. "Alright… Take breath now." Hermione took a deep breath while Jamous harshly pushed on the bone. The breath turned into a scream while her hand clamped down on Viktors hand.
"Good Hermione… Good… Worst parts over…" he said.
"Jamous hurry…" Viktor said as he watched a tear roll down Hermione's cheek as her eyes fluttered closed. "Jamous she's not awake…"
"She's just blacked out vrom the pain…" Jamous said. "It's for the best." He pulled out his wand and began to murmur something as he waved it over her torso. A ragged breath escaped Hermione as a loud crack sounded.
"Jamous." Viktor said alarmed.
"It's a good thing… Her rib has healed… Ahe's breathing clearly." He explained in Bulgarian. "She should wake up any moment." Jamous said. Just as the words left his mouth her eyes slowly opened. She looked to Jamous as she slowly tried to sit up.
"No movement." He said.
"You're a great healer… But not a gentle one." She said.
"Sorry I vwas told to work on bed side manner first." He said with a small smile.
"You haven't healed Viktor yet." She suddenly said looking to the bruises across his face.
"I will work on him now… Starting with the hand you broke." Hermione pulled her hand away immediately to stare down in horror at his bruised twisted hand.
"You haf unusually strong grip luff." He said with a smile.
"Let's hope you do not get her pregnant or else you'll go through hell when she's in labor." Jamous said in Bulgarian making Viktor smile.
"If he gets me pregnant I'll break more than his hand." Hermione said with a smirk as she lay comfortably in bed.
"I did speak in Bulgarian yes?" he asked her.
"Mhm." She said with a smile.
"Then how did you know what he was speaking?" Viktor inquired.
"I put a translation spell on the room I've been able to tell what you were saying since I woke up after passing out."
"I didn't hear you say anything…" Jamous said.
"I don't need words to cast simple spells."
"Hermione after suvvering great wound as you did, you should not be doing magic… Not until tomorrow at least." Jamous chided.
"Then speak in English or convince Viktor to teach me Bulgarian."
"You can't learn from book?" Viktor asked with a small smile as Jamous healed his hand.
"I want to learn from you… Is that so bad?"
"You should teach her for ven she meets your momma and papa." Jamous said. "At least to say hello and nice to meet yes?"
"That would be lovely." Hermione said.
"Bulgarian is not so easy to teach luff, and I am no great tutor. Besides my whole family speaks English very well."
"You're a fine teacher Viktor I've seen you teach flying lessons." His eyes brightened.
"I vill teach you Bulgarian if you learn to fly by self."
"Jamous will you teach me Bulgarian?" she asked. Both Jamous and Viktor laughed as he finished the rest of his healing.
"Sorry but I think this is somfing that should be learned from Viktor."
"Then can you at least fix my left wrist."
"What's wrong with left wrist."
"Its numb. And my hand is turning black."
"Oh dear." He jumped and rushed over to the other side of the bed to look at it. "How did I miss this… ay ay ay." He chastised himself.
"What's wrong with it?" she asked.
"It's broken completely in two."
"I've broken that wrist a lot, the bones are weak." She said shrugging.
"You've broken your ribs before as vell haven't you?"
"Twice… Once when I was five. I was trying to jump from one playground to the next and slammed into it instead of landing on it… Then last year I re broke them. Along with my wrist."
"How did you break vem?" He asked making conversation as he took his time healing every separate bone in her wrist.
"Me and Harry had to…" she stopped remembering she couldn't tell them the whole story. "Harry and I went up against a whomping willow and lost." She said.
"Why vould you ever do that?" Jamous asked.
"Well Ron had been dragged under the tree by a rabid dog so we kinda had to go after it."
"Why didn't you just freeze tree luff?" Viktor asked.
"I didn't think of it at the time I was more thinking Ron dog under tree must retrieve." She said.
"That rhymed." Jamous laughed making Hermione smile. "So what are we going to do about malvoy?" he asked.
"Nothing." Hermione said.
"She is kidding right?" Jamous said.
"No I'm not, why do you always think I'm kidding around?"
"Because you are funny girl." He said. "And this has to be joke."
"No joke we leave it be."
"Why Luff?" Viktor inquired.
"Because if we do anything we just sink to his level." Viktor and Jamous exchanged looks. When Jamous was done healing he sat back and smiled.
"I am done." He said.
"Where did you learn how to heal?" Hermione asked him as she twisted her wrist.
"I come vrom long long line of healers." Jamous said. "You haf most likely heard of my grandmother, Eliza Michcoff."
"You're related to Eliza Michcoff the creator of the instabone potion?"
"Aye." He said with a smile. "She is great voman." He looked very proud as he stood up. "Now I shall be going, the men heard of the attack and will wonder how our vearless leader is doing."
"Thank you Jamous." Viktor said. "You are good friend."
"Just remember to thank me ven you vin triwizard cup." With that he walked into fireplace and was engulfed by green flames. Viktor sat next to Hermione, they stayed silent for a long while until Hermione turned and looked to him.
"Can I stay here tonight?" she asked softly.
"Of course luff." He said his hand on hers.
"Thanks… Uhm would you mind if I used the shower."
"No of course not, go ahead. There are fresh robes in the closet, you can use until clean clothes come."
"Okay… Thanks." She kissed him on the cheek and headed to the bathroom. When the door closed Viktor looked around, He had never called a house elf to himself, normally they were just there.
"Uhm… Dobby?" he asked. The small house elf popped into sight with a worried look.