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Harry Potter and the Ultimate Love	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 6805 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- CHAPTER THIRTEEN –

- The Horcrux Hunt –

Harry was out of the tent for awhile, he wasn’t sure for how long. He only knew he should have woken Hermione up but he preferred to let her sleep and keep his watch. They had been back in a tent, in the middle of nowhere for the second time in their lives and he could only wish for this period of their life to not last so long.

He would talk about a plan with Hermione when she woke up and as far as he knew because of their bond, she was still asleep as he could see her projected dream in his own mind whenever he let the bond open.

It had been only a few hours after their fight with Bellatrix, after they had conjured that shield of magic that seemed catastrophic, the Elder Wand felt like burning in his pocket but Harry tried to ignore it as he kept looking around him. It had been only hours after they had set up the tent and had cast powerful charms they knew well from their years as aurors, however it was the first time in years that they were in the middle of trouble instead of trying only to stop the trouble from existing as aurors.

Harry smiled as he felt the dream of Hermione’s coming to a halt and felt her waking up and wondering what time is it and where is he. The first thought they both had whenever they woke up without the other by their side was where are they so he wasn’t surprised as he read her mind and saw that she was coming out of the tent.

‘If I hadn’t felt your presence I would have sworn someone captured you, why didn’t you wake me up?’ Hermione asked as she came out of the tent in a pair of black trousers and a deep red blouse, pajamas would be too useless in case they needed to evacuate the tent and escape so they preferred to sleep in comfortable clothes. Harry smiled up at his wife as she sighed, looked around her and eventually sat next to him on the ground after she pulled her wand out of her back pocket.

‘I thought you’d like to sleep a bit more,’ Harry said as Hermione wrapped her arm around his and rested her head on his shoulder as she tried to stop a yawn but failed, casing her husband to grin and kiss the crown of her head.

‘Very thoughtful of you and thanks, but you could get us killed if you dozed off in the middle of your extended watch,’ Hermione said and Harry could only chuckle.

‘Yeah baby, I know you would do the same for me too,’ He said and this time Hermione chuckled and looked up at him, both knowing she would and will let him sleep more when the time of her watch will arrive.

‘I love you,’ Hermione said quietly and Harry smiled and kissed the tip of her nose.

‘I love you too, very much,’ he said as quietly and this time Hermione kissed him with passion, causing him to wrap his arms around her and bring her even closer as she wrapped her own arms around him while she deepened the kiss.

We need to talk about Bellatrix and her Horcruxes.

And about the shield.

We need a plan.

Indeed.

The kiss ended as soon as it started and they gasped and looked at each other with need in their eyes, they needed to be focused on their mission, apart their greatest power, they were each other’s greatest weakness and they needed to work on it.

‘Lets go inside,’ Hermione said quietly and Harry nodded his head as they stood up and entered the tent, they cast a powerful silencing charm and got to the couch of the small living room. The tent they had bought years ago, for their missions, had a small living room, joint with a kitchen, three bedrooms and two bathrooms as the tent had also served the Potters for camping and the times they watched some Quidditch cup.

The couple sat face to face so they could see each other and Hermione brought a small notebook, causing Harry to roll his eyes, she always did that when they had to make a plan as to strike in some mission, this time was no exception it seemed.

‘What you think was that shield?’ Harry asked and Hermione looked at him with calm eyes.

‘Well our bond hadn’t developed in awhile right? Maybe all this trouble works like a stimulant for the bond to develop so we can protect or even save ourselves, Dumbledore had said that people bound with the bond could cast spells that worked stronger because of the combined power.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded his head, he had thought about the shield and their bond while Hermione was sleeping and he had thought about all this in the same light.

‘What if the whole thing happened because of the Elder Wand?’ Harry asked and Hermione spoke.

‘I think it is happening because of the Wand, either because it’s like another stimulant or because the bond and the Wand now kind of interconnecting through us, the certain thing is that the shield is not harming us or things that moves over but we want to be unharmed, like Dumbledore’s tomb, and that’s a good thing.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded his head and smiled kind of relieved, if there was one bright thing so far was the fact they had became magically stronger.

‘So back on Bellatrix.’ Harry said and Hermione frowned but nodded her head.

‘OK,’ Hermione said, ‘We have Bellatrix with her first Horcrux which is probably her Death Eater mask, we have a series of places that she could have hide the mask and we have darn good changed of facing traps in all these locations.’ Hermione said as she wrote down all those facts. Harry nodded his head.

‘Her vault,’ Harry said and Hermione nodded and took the note.

‘Voldemort’s old house in little Hangleton,’ Hermione said and Harry nodded this time.

‘Hogwarts,’ Harry went on and Hermione wrote that down as well.

‘The Lestrange Manor?’ Hermione said unsure but Harry nodded his head.

‘The cave of the locket,’ Harry said calmly and Hermione looked at him with eyes full of worry and fear, this would be one of the worst places they needed to visit and it was dangerous enough without Bellatrix having set up some trap for them.

‘We need to think of all the places she could have used, maybe she is following her master’s locations, combined with some of her own.’ Harry said and Hermione nodded her head and sighed again.

‘Maybe we should start right away, the night just started, it would be better if we worked at night as we’re more exposed in the daylight.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded his head and sighed as well, he hated all this, he hated being away from his children, never knowing if he would live through the night as to see the next dawn, this feeling of insecurity and fear had long left his heart and he hated that now it was back and roaring inside his chest.

‘Sometimes, I wish I would see the silver doe again, sometimes I wish I could have faith in Dumbeldore or someone that would be trying.’ Harry said and Hermione took a deep breath and this time got closer to her as she wrapped her arms around him, as she kneeled in between his opened legs on the couch, now the time of the aurors was done and their roles of the spouse and soul-mate were back.

‘I know, but it’s time for us to try now, it’s time for our kids to know that we’re fighting for them.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded his head and closed his eyes as his wife framed his face with her hands. ‘I will always be trying for you, for us, like I did and still do.’ Hermione whispered and Harry didn’t open his eyes but kissed her lips as he knew where her lips were while he moved his head closer to hers.

‘We can make it,’ He only said after the kiss was over and his eyes were opened.

The vault was the easiest part as it seemed, they needed only to go and find a couple of friends they had in the order that worked in the bank, the people assured them after Hermione cast them a charm of verification that the last people who did something with the Lestrange vault were Harry, Hermione and Ron the time they escaped with the dragon. After Hermione cast them a memory charm for all of their safety the couple kicked off for Voldemort’s old house.

Little Hangleton seemed even creepier at night than in the pensive Harry had seen back in his sixth year, when the snake was pierced on the door of the house by Merope’s brother, Morfin Gaunt.

Harry never imagined he would actually visit the bloody place but here he was; ready to step inside the old household of Voldemort’s family. He hated this place, he hated this situation and the fact of probably stepping inside a trap made his gut turn.

The couple entered the house from the destroyed door that cracked with the movement after so long, the floor squeaked in every step the couple made and they could only have the three wands at the ready in case a Kedavra came to strike from some corner of the abandoned place, they could feel the adrenaline running inside their veins and their hearts almost being hearable beating.

The couple entered the awfully destroyed by the time living room and Harry could remember from the pensive Merope standing in the corner of the same room, so many decades ago, he hated the fact that he and Voldemort were distant relatives, he hated he needed to be there, with his wife, instead of being with their kids in their own house than this wreck.

‘What is this?’ Hermione whispered and looked at the ravaged coffee table, on its top, there was a small note on a piece of old parchment.

Harry and Hermione knew better than to actually take the note with bare hands so he accioed the note that flashed a green light when it was magically lifted from the table, Harry kept the small note with a spell far away from his and his wife’s skin but kept it close enough as to read it.

The game just begins, try to find my mask, try and die, Potters.

The couple didn’t have the time even to look at each or to examine the note further as the wreck that once was occupied by the strong, dark family started shaking like a leaf in the wind. They both had the time to apparate away as a huge piece of the ceiling collapsed. The apparition worked but the result was awful as Harry splinched himself during the apparation.

He writhed and screamed out in pain as he felt the blood running out of his veins and entire chucks of flesh were missing from his body. He could feel his head spin and the bond with Hermione being blocked, in blind panic and pain he looked around him but took a breath that hurt his lugs as he saw her sound and safe trying to find something in her black purse.

‘Shhh, calm down, love, everything will be fine,’ Hermione was saying over and over again, encouraging him. ‘Just stay still, you will soon faint and won’t feel a thing, I’m here for you,’ she kept saying and with those comforting words he blacked out as he felt the drops of the Essence of Dittany and a few spells being casted on him.

The next thing Harry felt when he opened his eyes was a comforting bed beneath him and his head hurting a lot even if someone was using a wet, cold cloth on it. He opened his eyes and immediately felt his eyes burning, a side effect of a strong sleeping potion or spell as he assumed in the haze of his mind. He saw the relieved and smiling face of his wife and friend of so many years looking down at him the moment their bond was unlocked by her side.

‘Hey,’ Hermione said sweetly as she stroked his cheek with her fingers, Harry closed his eyes at her touch.

‘Hey,’ he said with effort but felt better by the moment that passed. ‘You used a sleeping potion on me?’ Harry asked as he could still feel the side effects.

‘Yeah,’ Hermione said quietly as she stood up from the chair by their bed and sat on the mattress close to him, his hand moved close to her and she took it with her free hand as she kept stroking his face. He could see the black cycles under her eyes and she looked rather pale like himself he was sure. ‘You had a fever after so many spells and potions I had to give you, Ron hadn’t been that bad when he splinched himself back then. So I used a sleeping potion on you as to heal faster and it broke the fever too. We don’t have the luxury of time, love; we’ll soon have to be on the move again.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded his head and kissed the palm of her hand as she kept touching him.

‘You set up the tent and placed me in here?’ he asked as he realized that when he splinched himself they were out on the grounds.

‘You needed a clean and warm environment, let out safe and I needed to have my mind on you so I healed your wounds and then set everything up, then you had the fever and I had to put you under the sleeping potion so you could rest and I could have my watch.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded his head slightly as not to have the room spinning again.

‘Thank you,’ Harry said and he knew that he could sound silly, thanking his wife for doing what every spouse should but Hermione was the person that had saved him more times that he could count so a “thank you” was always in order. Hermione chuckled and nodded her head with a smile.

‘Anytime,’ she said and leaned above him to give him a kiss that he answered by keeping her face close to his with his hands on her head, his fingers stroking her cheeks as his palms held her close.

‘I guess you feel strong enough as to kiss me like that,’ Hermione murmured against Harry’s lips when the kiss was broken. Harry smiled and let his hand move down her spine, already feeling better and needing his wife just like she did.

‘I need you,’ Hermione vocalized their need and Harry felt the pang of fear and pain that crossed her heart.

‘What is it?’ he asked in a whisper of his own as he looked at her and saw unshed tears glistering in her eyes.

‘At a point, when I had set everything up, the fever appeared as a side effect on the magic I put you under as to save you quickly because you were losing so much blood, and I have been trained to save my partner in the battle, but with you, I almost lost my compose… and the terror was simply shaking.’ Hermione whispered and kissed him desperately again and Harry knew it was because she needed to make sure he was there for her.

‘Then we’re even, I guess. For I had felt the same terror when you had fallen in the department of mysteries, lady, you made me loose many years of my life back then.’ Harry said and made Hermione chuckle sadly as a couple of tears ran down her eyes but never reached her lips as he took them away with his thumbs.

‘We have given a vow to our daughter and that’s why I wasn’t afraid when I realized I splinched, I knew you would make it. I knew you blocked our Bond so you couldn’t feel all the pain and the panic I felt in my haze so you could work clear-headed, like I would for you. No matter how much my hands would shake and no matter how much I would cry upon the moment of terror and worry and fear…’ Harry said with his voice quiet but firm, Hermione nodded her head and kissed him again, this time even more powerful than before. The couple was in a tight embrace of caressing hands in just a fraction of the moment.

‘I love you so much, and I’m so scared for us,’ Hermione whispered between kisses as Harry moved the bowl with the cloth from the bed somewhere on the nightstand and turned them around so he could press Hermione on the middle of the mattress with himself above her.

‘I’m scared too,’ he confessed between kisses,’ and I love you even more,’ he went on before he could kiss his wife with love and passion only he could give and receive from her.

Soon their clothes were scattered around the bed of the small bedroom and their bodies were dancing in a rhythm they had learned years ago, when they had just finished a war and they thought they were free, it was almost remarkable how the same rhythm of their bodies could express utter happiness and relief and in other times, pure fear and worry.

They didn’t even need to say they loved each other during their encounter, their gripping hands, their moans and whimpers of pleasure and their wide open bond were enough for them to show and see whatever they needed to. They knew each other so well that in times like this, they felt like one being functioning.

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

When their lovemaking was finished and the couple remained hugged under the covers of the bed, with Hermione tracing cycles over Harry’s chest and him playing with her rich locks between his fingers, they both knew it was time for them to talk.

‘She uses us in a game full of traps, we can only hope for the next trap not to be our last place to be,’ Hermione pointed out and Harry sighed and nodded. ‘I can’t have you slipping through my fingers again, we need to be prepared, we need to be ready, we need to…’ Hermione went on but lost her words as emotions took the best of her as Harry could feel through their bond, he started stroking her arm and he kissed her lips as he leaned down and she moved upward slightly.

‘The next time, we’ll be more careful we’ll know better, and if luck is with us, we’ll survive this with her Horcruxes in our hands.’ Harry said when the kiss was over and Hermione nodded her head and kissed him one more time.

‘We still don’t know what the other Horcruxes would be, even the mask theory is a guess.’ Hermione said and Harry sighed and her gloom.

‘One bane at the time, Mione, eventually, by visiting all the places she could have hidden the horcrux, we’ll find the items and we’ll make it, since when you became the gloomy and I became the one trying to keep high the team? I want back my gloomy place in here!’ Harry said and then complained playfully, achieving a chuckle from his wife.

‘You’re right, I need to keep my place as the brains of the operation.’ Hermione said as teasingly and earned a light pinch on the small of her back that caused her to squeal, playing was something they both needed and had weeks to do ever since the whole thing started and Luna had lost the child she was carrying.

Harry nodded his head and kissed her nose as he remembered something that he knew could make his wife smile and felt more confident. He reached for his wand and winked at his wife with a smile.

‘Accio firewhiskey’ Harry said and a bottle of firewhiskey flew in his hand Hermione looked at him with wonder in her eyes.

‘Firewhiskey? We’re not usually drinking it and we definitely shouldn’t drink it now when we need to be so careful and to look out,’ Hermione said and Harry smiled as he expected to hear a small lecture about it.

‘We won’t drink it now, Mione,’ Harry said and Hermione looked at him with even greater wonder in her eyes. Indeed, they didn’t used to drink such strong drinks and the fact that they first tried firewhiskey the night Mad-Eye died was a bad reminder but Harry had an idea.

‘I took this with us in case we’d spent Christmas out here but I have a better idea. We drink firewhiskey either when we need to take down some bane or when we have a special occasion right?’ he said and Hermione nodded her head. ‘Then, we’ll open this bottle of firewhiskey when we’ll be back home, sound and safe with our children sleeping peacefully in their rooms and Bellatrix deep in a grave, then, it will be a special occasion and we’ll do that before I can have you pregnant again and not able to drink alcohol. What you think? Harry said and Hermione smiled and nodded her head with joy in her eyes, it was a seemingly silly motivation but it had so many great reasons for them to succeed.

‘We’ll make it, we’ll drink this bottle of firewhiskey when we get home.’ Hermione confirmed and Harry smiled and nodded his head as they both looked at the bottle and only one thing could make them feel fear returning in their gut like it used to do for the past weeks.

And the thought of needing to return to the cave full of Inferies to try to find the Mask was a good enough reason for them to feel the terror returning.
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