Recalling: Hermione is turned bad. Harry finally admits his feelings of unrequited love towards Hermione. Draco takes Hermione (newly crowned Lydinas) towards Hogwarts for its 'destruction'.
Harry Potter & The Perils of Hermione Granger
by
D/H Shipper
Chapter
6
The
Battle To Be Won
"Alas! Hogwarts is ours for the taking!" Lord Voldemort cried into the deafening wind. "Go and make the Death Eater's Mark proud!" There were screeching from the Death Eaters and Dementors as they swooped down upon their attack. "Hogwarts won't even know what hit it." Lord Voldemort laughed cruely and swooped down to land upon the Quidditch Fields, which were deserted thankfully.
Draco took the option to land in the Astronomy Tower which was in the South Side of Hogwarts Castle. Hermione lept from the broom, crouching as she landed. She had changed into a black gown with black lacy see-through sleeves, which looked oddly like spider webs. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun and there was a tiarra with a black opal in the center of it. She had no wand, but save any man who dared to cross her. "Honey, where's your wand?" Draco asked, trying to stall time for the Light Side.
"I have no need for it. Come, Draco. I have a meeting that I shan't break." Hermione climbed down the stairs in a rapid pace, she laughed coldly. "It's pay back for all those years that they've ignored me. Talked about me behind my back, and most of all..."
She was interrupted by a gasp and the dropping of books. Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, and Ron Weasley dropped their mouths open wide in awe. Hermione smirked at the trio. "Well if it isn't Potter, Weasel, and the little red-head. Draco," She slurred the 'o' as if she was a foreigner. "You have no use for your wand. The Gods have told me so." She lazily pointed a finger at them, who were still rooted to the ground in shock. They rose into the air. Suddenly grasping the fact that this wasn't Hermione.
"Malfoy! What have you done to her?!" Harry screamed as he was slammed against the wall. "God damn fag." He muttered before getting up weakly. Ginny fainted into Ron's hands, and Ron knelt to care for Ginny.
"Oh, Potter. Quit being silly. Draco did nothing of the sort." Harry's face turned from hatred to shock. "It's quite simple. It seems that I happen to be the Dark Lordess, come to bring your death." She grinned before she turned around to kiss Draco. It was completely unplanned, and Draco was breathless. Harry turned a dark maroon. "Petrific Totalus!" She pointed, binding Harry and pinning him to the ground.
"Lydin-" Draco started to say before she hushed him. "But-" Draco folded his arms across his chest, his eyes darting from Ron to Ginny to Harry. Ron glared at him. Ginny was out cold. Harry had a scowl across his face.
"Harry, Harry, Harry." She smiled cunningly as she sat on his chest. "Don't you feel so helpless? Ron, don't attempt to help him. I wouldn't want to kill you any sooner than I shall." Her fingers traced up to Harry's neck to his lips. In normal circumstances, Harry would have been in heaven with this scenario. He grunted under the body bind. "No?" He averted his gaze, trying to wake himself and convince himself - 'It's all a dream. There's no evil Hermione. There's no Malfoy. There's no Ginny-out-cold.' "This isn't a dream." She kissed him, and they felt nothing.
"Why?" He croaked, "Why'd you turn to the Dark Side?"
She stroked his hair gently, teasingly. "You did." Harry's eyes widened in disbelief. She got up off of him, and wandered back to Draco. Lydinas was purely enjoying this. [A/N: I'm going to use Lydinas instead of Hermione because this is when the evil comes to call.] "You left me alone. It was you, Ron, Ginny, and the rest of the prats that I once called friends." She wiped a fake tear from her face. "Then I met Draco. He loved me for me. And you- Harry, thought he was just a conspiracy. Well I say fuck you!"
"Wait! I'm sure I heard that you and Ginny got it off the other night? Right after the dance." Draco had turned paler as he knew how long Harry Potter , "The Boy Who Lived" had to live. Each minute was waning, until his death. Death by his very own best friend. "I loved you. Then you began to date her," she motioned to Ginny. "You left me alone."
"I love you, Hermione."
Anger flushed her face. She stomped over and slapped him - hard. She sat down next to him to toy with his scar. "Oh really?" She asked, her winced in pain. "This causes you pain doesn't it? That's because I'm evil now. More powerful than you and Voldemort combined. My name is Lydinas Tesslton. No longer Hermione Granger, the mudblood."
Draco looked away as she continued to tease him. To kid him about getting something that he wouldn't be allowed to see. Ron clenched his fists and walked up to Lydinas. "You bitch!" He screamed, and attempted to slap her. Lydinas looked at his hand as it stopped in mid motion. Her palms opened and he went sprawling to the ground.
"Stop.. Please." Harry groaned, and she laughed.
"Oh this is new. Genuine. Where have I heard this before? Oh yes.. Silly .. It was me." The Hermione Part of her screamed and fought its chains with no help. "I loved you. I loved you more than life itself. Then you asked Ginny out and then I reclined to talk to you. Enough chit chat. It's time to watch your friends suffer. Draco! It's your pick. The Weasel One or Weasle Two?"
Harry shed a tear, knowing without Draco's help all would be lost. "I.." Draco faultered. "This isn't right." A pang of hope came to Harry. He pleaded with Draco through eye-contact. "We shouldn't kill them one at a time... We should just-" Lydinas interrupted him once again.
"That's a brilliant idea! "
"Wait!" Harry croaked. "I'll duel you. Please." He prayed that she would show mercy.
"Alright. You win, I'll set them free as well as you. You loose, I'll kill you all." She undid the binds and he stood up, dusting off his robes - as if there was anything there. "You start. I have advantage though."
"Expell- Oh no wand. Okay.. " Harry closed his eyes in pain for using this curse against Hermione. 'Wait! She's not Hermione anymore. Just some wicked bitch of the west.' "Crucio!"
Lydinas flicked the curse off and laughed. "Ha! Child's play, Potter. Try this!" Harry closed his eyes waiting for the curse to come. Memories floated back to him. Memories of past summers and winters spent in the Gryffindor Common Room. Ron, Hermione, and himself sitting in front of the flickering fire. Sirius Black coaching him. Diving for the Golden Snitch. It all came back to him.
"Lydinas." Lord Voldemort spoke. Harry opened his eyes in utter amazement. 'Who would have thought it was Voldemort who would save my skin.' Harry thought before standing up tall. Draco sighed a sigh of relief.
'Potter isn't my favorite person, but I wouldn't want him to die because of my own doings. Despite what Lydinas thinks.' Draco noticed Ginny Weasley stirring, she looked like she was tense and pained. "My Lord, what shall we do with them?"
"Bring them downstairs into the dungeons." Lord Voldemort conceeded before he left to take care of "unfinished business" as he put it. The two, Lydinas and Draco roughly brought Harry, Ron, and Ginny into the dungeon and sat watching them.
*****
"Why?"
"You've asked me that far too many times. It was because.. because.. I thought I had no where to go. No place to hide. Then it sort of took over my-" The part of Hermione that remained had shown through and then vanished in the mask. "None of your business." She replied stubbornly.
Harry cracked a smile. "Do you remember that Winter that we roasted marshmellows from inside our Common Room late at night? We all fell asleep on the same couch, and Professor McGonagall was furious with us. You especially because she thought we'd -"
"Yes. I remember that." She replied stiffly. Draco glanced at her quickly. It was a rumor that they'd had a little sex-on-the-couch deal. No one believed it but still the fact remained.
"Remember that time that we saved Buckbeak from death? All those times. Remember when we played chess on McGonagall's giant chess set? The time you made the potion to allow only me through to get to the Sorcerer's Stone? How about the time we had a picnic by the lake, and you had your nose stuck in a book until Ron, George, Fred, and I pushed you into the water. You turned red as a tomato, and then pulled us in."
A tear rolled down Lydinas' face. "Yes.. I remember those times." She recalled sadly. "I just wish I'd never changed..."
Draco hugged her close. "It's okay. You'll be back to normal."
"But how?"
"I don't know now... But we'll find a way."
"Draco! You
need to get us out of here! Or at least do something else than cuddle her!
She needs an antidote!" Harry snapped,
annoyed. "Hurry!"
Draco got up and hurridly climbed the granite staircase heading towards
the library. Exhausted with the days event's Hermione locked the gate magically
and slumped against the ancient stone walls of Hogwarts.
*****
"Draco! Where are you going?" Lucius snarled.
"Miss Tesslton asked me to run an errand for her." Draco replied smartly.
"Very well then." Draco scurried off into the deserted hallways. He heard a muffled crying coming from a deserted classroom. "Hello? Is there someone in here?" Draco called out, the crying seemed to stop. "Lumos." Pansy Parkinson sat against the wall, her knees drawn to her chest. "Pansy! What happened?" Draco asked, concerned as he had never seen pansy like this before.
"Blood.. All over the place. I couldn't do it. I felt ashamed of myself, of my leigance to the Dark Lord." Pansy wiped her tears away with her robe's sleeve.
"Don't worry, Pansy. Everything's going to be okay."
He comforted her until she got up and sat down in a chair. "I'll wait here, Draco. Go and save her." Draco felt a pang of shock, but nodded his head mutely and ran out of the room. Pansy- for the first time in her life felt happiness and comfort with a smile.
*****
Draco ran to the library as fast as he could. It was clear Death Eaters had been through there, as books were unshelved and tossed everywhere imaginable. The Hogwarts Banner that had once been hung high and proud was burned and tossed aside. Hurridly, Draco ran to the Restricted Section. Having no time to care if he got caught in the area he located 'Dark Art Potions and Curses Antidotes : Edition III', in which Lucius Malfoy had a copy incase any of his schemes went wrong. "Lydinas Curse... Lydinas Curse..." He muttered as he flipped through the pages. "Oh my God!" He breathed as he read the instructions.
'The only possible
cure to this unmistakable curse is to pierce the victim in the heart. Any
other places stabbed or injured will
automatically
be rejuvinated. Once the heart is pierced, black blood should exit the
body and the victim will come clean. Reincarnation will be neccessarily
be performed if the victim does not performed by themselves. The procedure
is to be done by someone who truely loves the victim.' Draco sighed as
he ripped the page out of the book. 'Hogwarts can always buy themselves
another book. Hermione Granger can't be bought back.' Draco thought as
he exited the library, not noticing that Lucius Malfoy was watching him
from behind the shelves.
*****
"Potter! I have the antidote, but I'm afraid it will cause pain for her." Draco motioned towards Lydinas who was shaking her head and her eyes opened. "Here, read this." Before Lydinas could snatch the paper from Draco's hands Harry intercepted it and read it.
"Oh bloody hell. Get this over with now, or later?"
"Now, if we want to see the light of day tomorrow."
"Got a knife?"
"What the hell?!" Lydinas cursed.
"Petrific Totalus!" Draco binded her. She screamed and trashed, but it was to no use. "Sorry, luv." He kissed her on the cheek, but she resisted and spat at him.
"How could you? After the love I gave you?!" Lydinas spat out as if it were venom.
"Do it!"
"I... I can't! You do it! You love her more!"
"Wimp.." He poised the knife above her. Her eyes widened in realization about what he was about to do. "I love you, Hermione..." Her hands broke through the binds - somehow the Dark Power was over-coming her body. She wrestled with him punching him in the eye and taking the knife.
"Now.." She
threw opened the door forgetting that Harry wasn't bound. "Argh! Fuck you,
Potter! Get off of me!" She
struggled
again, dropping the silver knife to the ground. Harry's hands were wrapped
around her waist, pulling her against his chest and restraining her. "I
swear!"
"Grab the knife, Malfoy! Hurry! I can't hold her much longer!"
Draco made a mad dive for the knife. He got up, and forced the knife into the depths of Hermione/Lydinas' heart.
*****
[Wouldn't it have been cruel if I ended the chapter here? Don't worry. I didn't. Though I did change settings.]
"Albus Dumbledore.. It's been a long time." Lord Voldemort hissed at his former teacher.
"Well, Mr. Riddle I see you have finally returned to Hogwarts. Come to conquer it I hear? This is one place you shall never conquer!" Albus Dumbledore waved his wand and a powerful beam of white light came at him.
"You're old and rusty, Dumbledore. Crucio!" He smiled widely as his ex-professor dropped to the ground in howling pain. "That was for failing me. This is for never being there for me, even when I felt the despairation to kill my self." He waved his wand - sending more green sparks to surround Albus Dumbledore.
The door broke open. "You insane bastard!" Professor McGonagall screamed at him. "Expelliarmus!" Voldemort's wand flew away from his hand. Albus stopped withering and howling in pain. She pointed her own wand at him. "Now I'll kill you!"
"Not this time, McGonagall! This isn't the last of me!" Voldemort vanished into thin air.
"Oh Albus!" She sank to the floor and wept.
*****
With a piercing scream, Hermione sank to the floor. Blood dripped down her robes forming a river of death. "Oh my god. Did we really just do that?" Harry asked as he braced Hermione as she was laid on the ground. Tears formed in his eyes, as he saw his best friend die before his eyes.
"She's dead. I guess we did." Draco, himself was on the verge of tears himself, despite the fact that he knew that the re-incarnation would occur. Though he had made it quite clear that crying was not a Malfoy trait. "You know she'll come back."
"What happens if... What if she doesn't?" Ginny spoke up, quietly. Ron was hugging her, silent tears streaming down his face.
"God dammit! She should! She has to!" Harry protested, shaking the corpse violently. "Come on Hermione! Wake up! God dammit! Wake up!"
A bright light
shone through the bars of the dungeon. It engulfed Hermione, just for a
second there was a strange presence.
"Hermione..
Wake up.." It wailed, it shook her violently, a howling spirit came from
within her body wailing until it was captured inside a silver locket which
was hung on Hermione's neck. "Draco Malfoy, take care of my daughter..
She will need you. Preform the healing.." Suddenly in a blink of an eye,
there was nothing. No one was there, no ghosts, spirits, or demons.
"Do it!" Harry hissed, eagerly.
"Alright.." He waved his wand, and the skin which had turned pale looked alive with its luster. The wound slowly healed itself, and her chest heaved in a deep breath. Her heart became whole once more, and there were sighs of relief. At that moment, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black burst in with their wands drawn.
"What the hell
happened here?" Remus demanded, once he saw Hermione's bludgeoned body
- barely breathing, but alive.
"Antidote."
Draco muttered.
"What was that?"
"It was the
cure." Harry restated.
"For what?
She wasn't sick as Madame Pomfrey saw her."
"Being the
Dark Lordess." Ron said, drying his own tears.
"No way!" Sirius
said incredulously. "She?" He looked at Harry. "Dark Lordess?" He looked
at Draco. They were dead serious. "Ha ha ha ha!" Sirius started to laugh,
until Remus elbowed him.
"You're not
kidding?" Remus asked, amused at how little Sirius had changed from Hogwarts
to now.
"No, sir."
Ginny said.
"We'll discuss
this later. We must get her to the Hospital Wing, though I daresay there
is any room for her as many were wounded and badly injured in the attack.
You-Know-Who has vanished has he not?"
"Not.. Gone.."
Hermione muttered through gritted teeth. Draco took her hand, and squeeze
it reasuringly. "Help.." She could only mutter her words, and often slurred
them together which lef the whole group in mystery.
"Just get her
to the Hospital Wing!"
*****
Two weeks later,
Hermione's condition had stabilizied. She wasn't doing any worse, but was
slowly increasing in her energy as the days and weeks went by. "Harry..
I'm sorry." Hermione croaked. She coughed blood. "Paper." She made a writing
gesture with her hand. Harry nodded his head, as he had used this method
of communication while he was in the hospital after the many battles with
Lord Voldemort - which he had been miraculously spare with.
He handed her
a piece of paper and quill. 'I didn't mean to...'
"I know. It's
okay."
'No it's not!
I could have killed you.' She laughed a little until she started to cough.
'Bet you enjoyed that little teasing.' She smiled.
"If you weren't
threatening me, I would have enjoyed it."
'I probably
couldn't kill you.. Maybe torture, but I love you way to much.'
"What about
Malfoy?"
'Well.. he's
a different story. I never felt any attraction up until I was about to
become.. You-Know-Who.'
"You weren't
Voldemort."
'Oh Harry.
You know who I mean.'
"Do you really
love me?"
'Not this again..
Yes I do.'
"Would you
mind if I did this?" He leaned in and kissed her on the lips. It sparked
electricity that came between their lips. He pulled away, reluctantly.
'Harry.. I
don't know what to say.'
"Then don't
say anything at all." He suggested, smiling with a mild blush on his face.
"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
'If you don't
mind me talking with Draco.'
Harry sighed
with a frown. He thought about it for a while, and then then nodded. "
I don't mind. Though I don't really like the guy, even though he saved
my girl from death." He grinned and kissed her on the cheek.
"Mr. Potter
visiting time is now over. Say your good-byes." Madame Pomfrey rushed about
the room, tucking in patients and then turning off the lights above their
heads on the head boards. Albus Dumbledore chuckled.
"Bye, Hermione."
He left the Hospital Wing, skipping merrily back to the Gryffindor Boys
Fifth Year Dormitories, where he belly-flopped on the bed. Ron questioned
his merriness.
"What happened?"
He asked in wonderment.
"You'll never
guess." Harry recalled.
"Oh I can guess
alright. Malfoy tripped in barbie heels, setting off Filch's student-out-of-bed
alarm which dumped a tub of lard all over him and there were feathers all
over?" Ron asked, expectantly.
"No. It doesn't
have anything to do with Malfoy. It's Hermione. She's my.. My.. My Girlfriend."
Harry said, with added excitement in his voice. 'It doesn't seem right.
Dating my best friend.'
"Really? Congrats!
You got her before that creep Malfoy did."
"Oh it's not
the end of Malfoy. I agreed she could talk to him."
"Oh no! I can
imagine it now! Malfoy stalking Hermione to classes." Ron groaned, but
Harry was too deep within his bliss of dating the girl he loved.
*****
"Sirius, what
if it isn't really gone? What if that cure wasn't a total cure?" Remus
mused. He itched his head, and frowned. "What if that Lydinas character
is destined to come back?"
"Remus, quit
worrying. We'll get there when we get there." Sirius concluded.
"How can you
live such a free life?"
"Remus.. After
living in Azkaban, I decided to live a free life. Back at Hogwarts, where
I'd call home." Sirius walked to the door, shot one glance back at Remus
and closed the door.
Author's Note:
Okay. So now we ended with it being H/H. I might take a little time off,
but don't be mad at me. I have to keep up my grades or else I'm toast.
Coming Up:
What will Draco do when he discovers that Hermione is taken? What will
Trinity and Poisidon do? Is Lydinas really gone or is she somewhere still
within Hermione? Hermione and Harry encounter some difficulties, fights,
more dementors, Death Eaters, and defintely more Lord Voldemort. With a
little bit of mush in the next chapter for H/H fans. D/H fans (like me)
can wait ;D After all 6 chapters with D/H isn't right ... just kidding.
I'll see everyone later.
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