Harry Potter & The Perils of Hermione Granger

by D/H Shipper
 
 

Chapter 5
Love That Binds
 

"This is wrong, Poisidon. What if the prophecy is wrong? I don't want to go about changing the course of history as we know it? What happens if we make the wrong choice? What happens if they aren't meant to turn evil? What if-"

"What if you shut your mouth? You heard Mira, we have to change this or our lives our ruined!" Poisidon rolled over on his stomach across the room on the couch. "Though it does seem wrong does it not?"

"You're telling me. Well we can only find out from the Daily Prophet.. I wish we didn't have to fulfill this plan, but if you insist. Good night, Poisidon." Trinity drifted back into her dreams, and filling up cups of punch.

*****

"My you're looking nice, Hermione." Draco cooed as he sauntered over with two glasses of punch in his hands. "Would you care for a drink?"

"Thanks Draco. Where's your date? I wouldn't want any of the Slytherins to get a hold of you with me right near you." Draco grinned at this with a slight smirk on his face.

"Oh Pansy went to the Witches' Room. Would you like a quick dance while she isn't here?" Hermione nodded her head, speechless. Little did she know that Harry and Ron were lurking behind in the shadows of the Great Hall.

"I don't trust that creep!" Ron gritted his teeth to keep the urge from screaming as Draco took Hermione's hand onto the dance floor.

"Well it's not like I like him either." Harry agreed. "Let's cream him after the dance? After all, it is Malfoy. Besides, he took my date!" Ron grinned deviously.

"After the dance." Ron said, snickering at the couple on the dance floor.

"Where's Wonder Boy?" Draco asked as Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck. "I mean isn't he your date?"

"Yes, he was my date. But I don't know if he still want to be my date. I told him I liked you and I guess that was that." Hermione stroked his hair lovingly.

*****

Lucius Malfoy entered the deserted hallways of Hogwarts. It still smelled of the mixing of stinky socks and Galleon Girl perfume as it always had. 'There's no place like home.' He set off to complete his objective of capturing Hermione Granger and bringing home Draco Malfoy.

He slipped into the Great Hall undetected. His grey eyes darted across the dance floor forsome sign of Draco or Hermione. 'Good Lord! He's dancing with that filthy mud- You shouldn't think like that anymore. She isn't just a plain mudblood, she's the Dark Lordess.' He mentally scolded himself as he enshrouded himself in an invisibility cloak.

They were in the shadows, an easy place for the kidnapping to take place. "Petrific Totalus." He whispered as he placed them into a full body bind. They slumped to the ground, only free enough to whither around. He scooped them up and apparated off of Hogwarts. Harry and Ron peeked once last time, and to their astonishment they were gone.

"Where'd they go?"

"Who knows and I only care about Hermione." Harry said. "There were there and now they're gone. There's no way they could have exited. Someone would have seen them."

"Should we tell Dumbledore?"

"We have no choice do we?"

*****

"Not this again." Hermione groaned as she looked around. The cell was as dark as she could remember it. Draco lay in the corner, badly bruised. 'Most likely from Lucius.' She thought, as she crawled over to him gently stroking his face and pushing strands of hair out of his face.

"Why does this happen to me? To us?" She asked questioningly, though Draco was out cold. "I love you. Can't anyone get that picture?" He had turned even paler than usual by Malfoy Standards, and he had curled into a ball to keep himself warm.

"Where am I?" Draco muttered silently as he opened his eyes, still dizzy with the effects of the bind. "Hey! This is where You-Know-Who is! I demand to be let out! Let me out!"

"I am sorry Mr. Malfoy, but I cannot allow you under your father's restrictions." Peter Pettigrew, aka Wormtail said. "He welcomes you back to the Dark Side."

"Argh!" Draco complained, before sitting back down. "Well there's nothing we can do for now. Only wait to see what the Big Head has on his mind. There's no doubt that it will be anything close to nice, knowing that it is You-Know-Who."

"Draco.. It's about me. You know.. My relation to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. You know it fully well as I do." Hermione murmered slumping against the wall. "We have to get out of here! I can't stand to be evil."

"Welcome to the club. I have had to put up with it my whole life. It's a part of me that I want nothing more to do with." Draco agreed. They both looked toward the door to the cell as Wormtail came forth with a knife and a wand in his pocket.

"My Master wishes you to come to the Main Room." He forced them out of the cell through passageways and hallways and tunnels into the Main Room, where Lord Voldemort was on an altar. Pansy Parkinson was bowing before him.

"Do you Pansy Parkinson take the oath of being a Death Eater and promise never to break your promise to this coven?" Lord Voldemort rasped.

"I do." Wormtail brought up the iron in which they forced against Pansy's left upper-arm. Her screams and wails were heard through out the room, and Draco felt his own upper arm where the Death Eater mark was burned.

"Rise, Miss Parkinson and face your fellow Death Eaters." Voldemort commanded, waving Wormtail to bring them over. "Now I present to you - Mr. Draco Malfoy!" There was applause before Lord Voldemort hushed them once again. "And with him, it is my most extreme honor to present Miss Hermione Granger, a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin." There were whispers and Hermione rolled her eyes. She struggled to escape, but it was no use. Neither was Draco, who was being forced to remain still by Lucius Malfoy's wand.

"I am sure that most of you are familiar of the prophecy of Lydinas? Well Lydinas was a powerful Dark Arts sorceress that was conquered by the power of good. Before she was burned at the stake, she promised she would be back. So she is! In Hermione Granger's body. Draco Malfoy was Lydinas' right hand in her reign. So we shall re-unite these past lovers, in hopes of conquering Albus Dumbledore and the reign of the White Side." There were cheers, as Albus Dumbledore was not welcome in this crowd of Death Eaters.

Pansy glared at Hermione who was sulking. "Now! Take her!" Lucius left his son's side and grabbed Hermione without warning, she kicked and flailed but she could do nothing about it. "Draco! You shall preform the procedure."

"Why m- Yes , My Lord." He looked away from Hermione feeling a sense of uselessness and pain as he was about to change the course of history. 'Do something! I need a miracle! Miracle I tell you!' Draco thought desperately.

"Draco! Help me!"

"In time, you shall see our ways Hermione." Lord Voldemort spoke. Hermione felt sick to the bone, as she heard him speak her name with respect.

"I want nothing to do with your ways."

"You cannot change the future."

"I don't wish to join the Dark Arts!"

"Enough chit chat. Draco follow those instructions on the podium."

"Evil locked within thee.
Unlock these powers and set them free.
Let the evil reign come again."

Hermione closed her eyes in the bind. 'Someone... Help me..'

"Dragon blood and Unicorn might.
Mists shadows and Rabbit's sight.
Bring back Lydinas from her right."

He gritted his teeth and waved his wand touching her nose, hands, feet , and finally her heart....

*****

"Poisidon! We're too late! Alas the world has come to an end!" Trinity wailed as everything turned black and thunder rumbled in the distance.

"Holy crap!" Poisidon sat up quickly as thunder clashed and lightning flashed. "We should contact Albus Dumbledore now!"

"And what? He's no match against this power!"

"We've got to try, Trinity. For the world."

"We've failed the world, Poisidon!"

*****

"My fellow Death Eaters! It is my extreme pleasure to present the Direct Descendant of Salazar Slytherin - Lydinas Tesslton!" Draco looked up, tears in his eyes as he had tried to shake away the pain in the world. "Welcome back!"

Hermione sat up, her eyes a brilliant scarlet red. Her hair was straight and flawless. "It's good to be back, Lord Voldemort." There was a gasp from everyone in the room. No one called Lord Voldemort by his name, but rather by My Lord or My Master.

"I trust you will help to avenge your Death and defeat Hogwarts once and for all."

"I shall. Come Draco!" Hermione commanded walking back into the room, like she knew all the pathways and passageways through out the castle.

"My God that was brilliant, My Lord." Pansy complimented.

"Thank you, Parkinson. Now please leave me. I must discuss the attack of Hogwarts."

*****

"Professor! She's gone! Vanished in thin air!" Ron said, breathless with running. "We need to go and find her, Professor. What if Malfoy gets his hands on her? What if-"

"Please Mr. Weasley. We shall set out a search party for her."

"Come on, Ron. You have an imagination. There's no way that Malfoy could have apparated outside of Hogwarts, they haven't gotten their apparation licenses yet."

There was a knock on the door. "Come in."

"Headmaster! It has been a long time." Trinity spoke, pushing back her hood as did Poisidon. "We have come on the urgent business of Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy as The Circle has advised."

Harry's ears perked up. "What about her?"

"She's in danger. You-Know-Who is going to turn her evil. Headmaster, I believe you know the prophecy of Lydinas. Well it's coming true, and only it has to do with Hermione and Draco." Professor Dumbledore nodded his head.

"We must find them. Do you two have any idea of where Voldemort could have gone?"

"No sir."

"Harry can you recall where Voldemort was hiding in the past?"

"Yes sir. I believe I can find the way back again. Let's go Ron!"

"Not so fast, Harry. I believe we should wait a while. Hermione is a perfectly capable witch who can take care of herself. Please give her some time." Professor Dumbledore spoke. Harry gripped his robes and said nothing.

*****

"Do you love me, Draco? The way I am now?"

Draco was speechless beyond words. Hermione stood up, and went behind a screen to change. The reflections shone through. When Hermione came out she wore a Chinese black silk dress. It had dragons all over it and intricate Chinese writing. The dress was short, with gold fringes hanging.

"Admit it. You do."

"You know the answer to that." Draco grinned, Hermione showed no sign of humor. "Come on! Lighten up. We all know that it really isn't Lydinas and it's really you, Hermione."

"My name is no longer Hermione the mudblood. Thank you very much." Hermione placed her hands on her hips and arched an eyebrow. "That piece of me is no longer within. Thank you for setting me free."

She walked over and sat beside him on the wooden bench. "This is for setting me free." She kissed him passionately on the lips. He kissed her back, letting the world melt away around them so it was only them. As their kiss gained passion by every fleeting second, there was a clearing of a throat at the door to the room.

"Miss Tesslton and Mr. Malfoy, My Master wishes to see both of you." Draco allowed Hermione to walk ahead of him. Already he had noticed the changes within, and the way she walked was with authority, her head was straight up and her back never slouching. "It's a pleasure to serve you, Miss Tesslton."

"Save it for your master, Wormtail." Hermione snapped, before entering the Main Room.

"Lydinas, darling. Come sit." Lord Voldemort sat in a wooden oak chair with the Death Eater Mark carved into the top of it. There was a smaller chair next to it supposedly for the Guest of Honor. "Oh, Draco. Come stand next to your wife-to-be." Draco coughed in surprise at this. Hermione just flicked a piece of her hair off of her face and blew a kiss at Draco. She was acting like a bad-ass and either she knew it or it was in her genes. "Lucius! Present the plan against Hogwarts!"

"At once, My Lord."

*****

"This isn't fair! We should go, Ron! Even though it's against what Dumbledore said." Harry protested. Ron smiled at him innocently. "What?!"

"You love her don't you?" Ron asked again, even though he'd been annoying him with the question for ages.

"Yes! Yes! I do! It drives me crazy to see her in Malfoy's arms. To see them kiss and yech!" Harry was on the verge of pulling his hair out, and Ron nodded his head in sympathy as only a friend can do. "You can't possibly understand how much I love her! It twists my heart whenever she's with Malfoy and the eerie feeling like something's going to happen when they're together. I can't shake it. I can't shake the fact that I think Malfoy's still a piece of trash. I don't see what Hermione sees in a helpless Slytherin git like him!"

"What's more! He's missing and so is she! Like they've gone and run away together! Remember when her parents died? I went to look for her and found him. The whole night I can't imagine what they were doing. It's tearing me apart!" Harry was on the verge of tears as the fondness of a friendship turned into an unrequited love that would never end. Ron patted his shoulders.

"Get over it Harry. You'll have your chance again someday." Ron comforted.

"No! Not if they run off and get married!"

"They're too young." Ron insisted. "No one will have them wed."

"I'm going to get her back."

"Harry, you know that's crazy."

"Ron. You've never stopped me from saving a friend before. You shouldn't start now when I'm going to save Hermione from whatever plan Malfoy has." Harry was determined and grabbed his invisibility cloak, wand, and Firebolt 2001, which was a gift again from Sirius after winning the Triward's Tournament.

"Alright. Alright. Let's go!"

"Harry. I know what you're trying to do. It's too dangerous. We'll set out immediately as soon as the weather clears out." The thunder and lightning clashed together in the ebony sky. Professor Dumbledore opened the door to the Gryffindor Fifth Year Dormitories. "Now, I know how much you care about Miss Granger but you must consider your own personal safety."

*****

"Lydinas, you and your troops will take out the South Side. I will take mine and cut out any communication surrounding the castle. Lucius you shall go ahead to the North Wing. We shall capture Hogwarts for ourselves." The Death Eaters cheered, and the Dementors swooped about the room. Voldemort had convinced them that they must join the Dark Side for they would be given their cravings - human souls.

"Yes, Of course." Hermione answered before selecting one of the many brooms leaning against the walls. They were all of standard issue - Firebolt 2001.

"This time , Potter shall not escape." Suddenly Hermione felt a jolt of pain inside her mind, which caused her to slump to the ground. "Draco! Help her up! Lucius assemble your troops and take leave."

Hermione was immediately helped to her feet by Draco who mounted a broom, wrapping her arms around his waist as she leaned on his back. "We shouldn't do this, Lydinas."

"Why not?"

"It's not right. They'll have no warning."

"All the better." Her red eyes flashed, indicating a warning sign for those who dared to anger the Dark Lord-ess.

The minutes lapsed by as Draco squinted through the blinding rain and fierce winds. Hermione explored her powers even more by commanding forth lightning from her finger tips. The hair on the back of Draco's neck stood up because of the cold rain soaking through his robes. "There it is.. Hogwarts Castle."

Hermione grinned and pulled out her wand. She uttered the magical words and the Dark Mark appeared over Hogwarts Castle. "This time, the White Side will not prevail."
 
 
 

Author's Note: Please review. I think I need a lil encouragement. :)

Next Chapter: The attack on Hogwarts continues. Harry and Hermione battle, despite his own wishes. Voldemort causes havoc and Minerva McGonagall sees the face of Hermione Granger for the first time since the transformation.

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