Chapter 27. The Trial Pt. 4
POV Hermione
A knock on the door woke her an hour later, quickly slipping off the bed, she crossed the room to open the door.
"Oh. Hello Narcissa. How are you?" She asked, gesturing for the woman to enter.
"I am well Hermione, how are you? Have you slept any?"
"What time is it?" she asked, sitting on the edge on Draco's bed.
"Half eight."
"Then I have had about an hour. I need to get home so I can get rested for the trial tomorrow, but I'm not supposed to do anything on my own yet."
"I could accompany you home if you require, or I could ask Leif or Daisy if that would make you more comfortable."
Hermione was continually amazed by the kindness of Narcissa Malfoy. She wondered how she fared through the whole ordeal with Lucius and Voldemort all those years. Maybe she would ask her one day.
"Oh. I don't want to be any trouble, the healers have said I could get ready here if I needed."
"No no no, Hermione. That is unacceptable, you are no trouble to me, and even if you were, Draco would have my head if I didn't tend to you as a daughter."
She glided over to Draco and placed a kiss to his forehead before turning back and outstretching her arm to her, "Now come along. I'll get you home and we can work out the details there."
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The following morning Hermione arose from a surprisingly decent sleep. Narcissa had kindly accompanied her home, stood nearby as she showered and dressed, and called Daisy over to stay for the night so Hermione wasn't left alone. She also left her with a half dose of Dreamless Sleep Draught, which had miraculously been exactly enough to let her sleep but not make her late.
As Hermione descended the stairs dressed and ready to leave, an owl tapped on her window carrying a letter from Kingsley informing her to floo into his office, as she had before, at a quarter to six, forty minutes from now.
"Miss Hermione, Daisy has breakfast ready if you are hungry ."
"I am, but I have to leave in just a few minutes."
"Daisy will just bring eggs and toast then Miss."
"Thank you."
As she left to retrieve the food, the floo ignited, "Hermione! Jean! Granger!"
Pansy.
"Yes Pansy? I am here, no need to shout."
"You know we are supposed to take care of you! Why didn't you tell us you needed to come home? We had to find out from Narcissa when we showed up at St. Mungos and you weren't there!"
"I didn't want to be a bother. I was going to stay but I hadn't slept well since it all happened. Narcissa made me go home."
"Granger, look, I know you are used to having friends that you take care of and don't get anything in return, but in our group, we all help each other."
"I'm sorry Pans."
"Yeah well, you better be. Now step away, were coming through."
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They all arrived at the Ministry on time, Kingsley leading them down to the courtroom himself as Lorna was off for the weekend. He had called the Wizengamot in on a Sunday under special circumstances, not wanting to delay the trial to an available date later on. As she entered the room she parted from Pansy and Theo as they took their place in the seats next to Fred and George. She smiled, wondering how long it would be before Pansy and Theo got their hooks in them. In the small amount of interactions she had witnessed, they were already flirting heavily.
"Alright. Today is an anomaly, and I know it was asking a lot to have you come in today, but I think I can speak for everyone by saying we would like go ahead and wrap this up. We will view Mister Weasley's memories and then at that point we will excuse the parties for lunch while the Wizengamot deliberates, sentencing, if found guilty, will be this afternoon. Let's begin."
Hermione noticed that Ginny was not in attendance today. She wondered if she was banned from the court room or if she decided to not come on her own. Considering the intense support of her brother, Hermione assumed the former. Kingsley poured the memories into the Penseive and Hermione braced herself for what was to come.
I wish Draco was here.
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POV Ron
"You ready mate?" he asked, brushing out the crinkled up fabric on his robes as he stood.
"Yes, have you talked to Hermione?"
"No, she's being her stubborn self again, you know how she is."
Truth was, he had expected her to try and get his attention in the hopes he would ask her out, but every time he saw her, she was buried in her books.
If she would spend time with me, we would be going to the ball together. Now I'm going with Lily and she's going alone. Maybe this will teach her a lesson.
She wasn't in the Entrance Hall when they came up from Hogsmeade, he looked around for her, secretly hoping for some last minute groveling.
If she grovels enough, maybe I'll kick Lily to the curb. On the other hand, Lily is very attentive to my needs so why deny myself that? I deserve some fun.
"Alright everyone, we are ready for you now." McGonagall announced, and the doors to the Great Hall opened.
Gasps sounded around him, and for a moment he smiled, thinking that a new set of robes from the "Hero's Fund" and a hot new bint had finally garnered him the attention he had earned over all these years. However as they took their place for the dance, he saw what they were truly gawking over. It was Hermione, enveloped in silver and black, with emerald jewels, her back exposed so far down that his first thought was how she must not be wearing knickers. Heat trickled through his veins, threatening to ignite a fire.
Who does she think she is? Flaunting herself in front of everyone, wearing that! She looks like a Slytherin whore!
He then noticed she did, in fact, have a date. He almost didn't recognize the figure, who now sported a full beard and shoulder length hair, but looking twice, there was no doubt that her date was Viktor Krum. He looked around for Harry to see if he had noticed her as well, but the start of the dance halted his search.
"You look very handsome tonight." Lily chimed.
"What?" he said, drawing his attention back to her for a moment.
"I said you look handsome."
"Oh. Erm. You too. Look good I mean. I like the curls."
He twirled a loose one between his fingers, but his eyes betrayed him, looking around the room again trying to catch a glimpse of Hermione.
"Who are you looking for?"
"'Mione. She's here with that Krum and I don't like it."
"He seems nice, I'm sure she will be fine Ron, pay attention to me."
"Yeah, yeah, I hear you."
His eyes scanned the room, landing on Malfoy standing off to the side. He was intently staring at someone and it made him roll his eyes.
Bloody Death Eater. He should have been carted off to Azkaban with his father. What is he looking at anyway?
He followed Malfoys line of sight and finally found who he had been looking for. Still throwing herself all over Krum as the room ogled her, was Hermione.
Gods she looks ridiculous. What would ever give her the idea to wear that? Who was she trying to impress? Wait, why is Malfoy looking at her? What is he planning?
The song ended and he darted across the hall towards her. Not aware of his surroundings he crashed into a body knocking him to the floor, barely catching himself for he too hit the floor.
"Harry? Blimey I've been looking everywhere for you!" he said, reaching his hand out to help him up.
"Welp, you found me. Where were you going?"
"Did you not see 'Mione? She's here with Krum."
"No. Yeah. I.. I did see her."
His attention was already back on searching the room, "I need to find her."
"Ron look, let's go have a seat, she will come find us eventually."
"Yeah. Yeah okay."
They found a table off to the side of the room, grabbed drinks and sat down.
"Where is your date?"
"What?"
"Your date, Lily, where is she?"
"Oh. I don't know, I lost her right before I bumped into you. Did you see Malfoy? He was staring at 'Mione like a piece of meat. Should let him get carted off to Azkaban."
"He saved us at the Manor, Ron, and his mother saved me. How was I supposed to let him go to prison after that?"
"He's still a Death Eater."
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Bloody fucking bitch! Who does she think she is?! Hexing me in front of everyone like that! All I was doing was giving her what she wants! She should have been thanking me!
"Why did you have to antagonize her?" Harry asked, interrupting his thoughts.
"Antagonize her? I wasn't antagonizing her! I was making her see that she looked like a fool!"
"You always take it too far! You have to stop acting like toddlers, both of you!"
He rolled his eyes, and sighed, "Fine."
"Thank you! Now lets grab a bite at the Three Broomsticks and go home."
A bottle of Ogden's and 4 Cornish Pasties later and the two of them were sated and flushed from the Firewhisky.
"I'm ready to go home, you going to come with me to Grimmauld Place or go to the Burrow?"
"I'm going with you, I don't need mum lecturing me about drinking too much."
"Alright, I'm ready whenever you are."
"I just need to use the loo first." Ron said, stumbling out of his seat. Clearly he was more drunk than he originally thought.
He made his way to the toilet, but as he went to lock the door behind him, a small figure burst through the door.
"Hey."
"Lily? What are you doing here?" he asked, "Figured you were back in the Ravenclaw common room."
"Well I was. When you ditched me after our one and only dance, I decided to just leave, there was no point sticking around where I wasn't wanted."
"Of course you were wanted. I'm sorry Lily, I just get so protective over 'Mione. It's just that we've been through so much together that I always think the worst and feel like I have to fix it."
"Well, how about this time you let me fix it? Let me make it all better. If you give me a chance, I promise I will be everything you need."
She stepped towards him, placing a hand on his chest while the other gripped her wand. She flicked it towards herself, and her curly hair fell from the chignon she had styled it in, his eyes widening at the sight. She ran her hand down his chest towards the waistband of his trousers. He snapped ahold of her wrist, his eyes ablaze, and pulled her against him, his mouth crashing against hers. She pulled back and dropped to her knees and undoing the buttons to his trousers. They dropped to the floor and she freed his cock from behind his boxers, taking him into her mouth.
"Ah fuck!" he cried, threading his fingers into her curls and gripping the base of her skull.
He thrust into her mouth, feeling her tongue swirl around the head of his dick. He held her in place as he pumped in and out of her mouth, relishing the feeling of the wet heat. She pulled back to catch her breath and he grabbed her arm to pull her up. He flipped her around and leaned her over the sink, lifting her dress. He took hold of her knickers and tore them off with an audible rip.
He ran his hand up her slit and dipped 2 fingers inside, "Oh gods, fuck you're so wet for me." He cried, pulling his fingers out and rubbing the fluid on his cock. Grasping her hips he thrust inside her in one swift motion. She gasped, gripping the edge of the sink. He pounded into her, running his hand up her back and back into her hair, taking a handful of her curls and pulling. "Say you want my cock!"
"I want your cock."
He thrust harder, sliding his free hand up to grasp her breast. "Fuck, your cunt is so tight! Do I fill you up good? Huh? Say I feel good inside of you!"
"You feel good inside of me!"
He pulled her hair harder, forcing her back to arch and he buried his face into her curls. "So hot, so fucking hot, I'm going to cum in your cunt cause you're mine! You're mine Hermione!"
"What!?" Lily shouted, yanking away from him, "Were you thinking about her this whole time?"
"No! no of course not! Come on, I'm sorry, it was just a slip! Come on Lils, please!" He was still stroking his cock.
"Fuck you!" she shouted, as she adjusted her dress and tore out the room.
"FUCK!" he slammed his fist into the mirror shattering it, "STUPID FUCKING BITCH!" He kicked the side of the sink, knocking it off the wall, "WHY CANT THEY JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCKING LISTEN TO ME!"
He pulled his trousers back on and rushed out of the Three Broomsticks, not even bothering to see where Harry had gone.
ITS ABOUT TIME I TAKE WHATS MINE! SHE WILL LEARN TO LOVE AND RESPECT ME! IM NOT ALLOWING US TO BE APART ANY LONGER! SHE BELONGS TO ME!
He flew through the Entrance Hall and pulled the door to the Great Hall open, scanning the room for her.
SHE WILL FUCKING SEE! I EARNED THIS! SHE WILL BE—WHAT!? WHAT!?!?
"'Mione!?"
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Hermione couldn't believe what she had seen. She was horrified for Lily and what she must be feeling.
Should I reach out to her? Make sure she's okay.
The rest of the memories played out as they had with hers. Seeing her attack again was surreal, she hadn't been able to really watch them when her memories played due to Draco's episode of accidental magic. It made sense now why he had lost control. If she had seen him near death she likely would have reacted the same way.
"We will take a recess as the Wizengamot makes their ruling." Kingsley said, dismissing them from the room.
Theo, Pansy and the twins were beside her instantly, blocking any person they deemed unauthorized from getting near her.
"Come on Golden Girl, your prince is awake and, if he hasn't already, he will likely be ready to blow up the hospital so he can get out and come to you." Theo said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"I have to be back in an hour for the ruling."
"We know. We told Fred and George to send a Patronus 10 minutes before in case we got distracted."
"Aren't they coming?"
"Were going to stay here and keep watch. In case something happens with the other Weasley's." Fred said and gave her arm a squeeze as she stepped into the floo.
"Don't worry, we are surprisingly level headed, we won't hex anyone." George added.
"Alright. I'll see you two in an hour, and then we're going to my house to eat. I feel like I haven't had a proper meal in a week."
"Well we definitely wont turn down a meal." They said and gave her a wink as they turned to walk away.
"Ready?" Theo asked, joining her in the floo.
"Yes."
"St. Mungos." Pansy shouted and threw the floo powder to the floor.
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