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Blinded	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 26888 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Blinded: Chapter 17
It had been quite baffling to have Harry called away right before they left. What was going on that was more urgent than where they were going? With Ron by her side, they disapparated a half-mile from where the map had shown. They were not going to trust anything the MacAteers said. They were putting their faith in that the kidnappers would not harm the children, which was their only bargaining tool. If they wanted Hermione, they would need to hand over the children.
There were disillusioned Aurors stationed all around the perimeter of the area that Hermione had been ordered to. The team of French Aurors also had been included in the set-up; considering it was under their jurisdiction that the foul-up had happened when the criminals had escaped traveling from France to Ireland.
Hermione was wearing protective gear and had shields in place that would protect her against many curses, except of course the Killing Curse. Funny enough, it wasn't even bothering her that Ron was sticking by her side as if they were still close as they'd been at the end of the war; before he had cheated on her. With the lives of the children on the line, something petty like that wasn't on Hermione's mind. In all of these cases, the children came first before any of the adults.
"Are you nervous?" Ron looked over at her, "That was a stupid question, you don't need to answer. He looked over at her standing nervously at her side.
Before Hermione could answer he spoke again, "Funny thing, I think you were always the bravest out of our trio. I know that most people thought that Harry was the hero, but it was always you that dared to plan things out and make us follow through with our wild ideas."
Hermione was almost dumbfounded by this change of events. She never thought she would ever hear Ron say anything nice about her or to her ever again.
"So, are you only saying nice things to me because you know I could die tonight?" she said with a false laugh.
"Shite Hermione, don't joke about that." Ron glared at her in anger. "I'm sorry, OK? I don't ever expect you to forgive me for what I did." Ron looked at her like they'd never broken up after many months of fighting and then his nights of infidelity. His softness towards her was almost scaring her like he had a premonition that she wouldn't make it out of this alive. This whole conversation was sending chills up her spine.
"Look, Ronald, now is not the time to discuss our past. Maybe later after this is all over." Hermione knew that maybe later would never come, but she didn't have the emotional stamina to deal with him and his hang-ups. She had moved on years ago. She may have forgiven him, but she would never forget how he had humiliated her over and over again. Far as she was concerned, she was done with this particular Weasley. If she survived tonight she would be pursuing other things with one particular wizard.
"It's time Ms. Granger." One of the French Aurors came to her side. Hermione nodded and followed the man. Ron hurried behind them, not wanting to leave her alone right now with Harry gone, no one knowing where at the moment.

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Draco and Harry apparated in just moments after Hermione and Ron had left. Draco looked around the group of people not seeing Hermione anywhere.
"Where is she?" Harry demanded shouting at anyone within hearing distance.
"They've already left Sir; only about two minutes ago," one young Auror said as he stepped forward. "Auror Weasley was with her and her French team of Aurors."
Harry and Draco looked at each other with worry. They both knew that every second counted as far as keeping Hermione safe. If Draco was right, Hermione, Ron, and her team were heading into an ambush where they might not make it out alive.
"Let's follow Potter," Draco said without any hesitancy.
"OK, Malfoy." Harry nodded to his once enemy, who now he had to trust fully if they all wanted to come out of this alive.

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As soon as Hermione, Ron, and the others apparated to the location, spells were flung towards the small group. Ron rolled away on the ground coming up shooting off his own spells. One of the French team went down with a direct hit in the chest, the green light from the killing curse brightening the sky. Hermione panicked as she saw one of her old friends being killed. An arm went around her neck dragging her backward, choking her so she couldn't cry out. The wand digging into her back stopped her from moving. Hermione went to reach for her wand, but a large hand wrenched it away from her throwing it away in the grass.
"Granger, thanks for coming to our party." The rough voice with the Irish accent spoke in her ear, as his foul breath could be smelled in the clear, night air. Before Hermione could scream or try to wrestle the large man off of her, they apparated away into the night.
Ron and the others were still fighting the remaining criminals who were shooting off spells to kill, not maim. It wasn't until he fell behind a large rock that he turned around looking for Hermione.
"Oh, Gods!" He poked his head up to look over the field but ducked down as another curse came shooting his way.
One of Hermione's French friends, Chason, came crawling up to him. "Where is Hermione? I can't find her anywhere?" The man's concerned face probably matched his own. This was not good and they both knew it. They'd been responsible for looking out for Hermione, and he didn't want to think about what Harry or God forbid, what Draco would do.
Draco and Harry apparated in, diving down as the fight was in full swing. They both being great fighters were able to defend themselves, sending off curses in the direction they were coming from.
"I told you, Potter!" Draco yelled at Harry, "This was a setup…an ambush."
Draco looked around, and tried kneeling up to see across the field, but had to duck back down as more curses came their way. "Where's Hermione?" he shouted out in a panic. Ron and Chason were silent as they both glanced his way. Draco's inner sense told him the answer before either man could speak a word.
He crawled over to Ron and got into his face, "Where is she, Weasley?" Harry also came closer as they still fought, but his face also showed the same distress that Draco was feeling.
Draco shoved his wand at the ginger-haired Auror, "I asked you a question, where is she?"
Ron aimed his wand back at Draco, "I don't know. Neither one of us knows where she is." Ron looked over at Chason, who nodded his head at his words, the guilt written all over their faces.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Draco yelled out as he kneeled up to throw more curses at the MacAteers, who were not backing down. "You were supposed to be backing her up; protecting her." His accusation hung there with no one saying a word.
"Or did you want her to be taken? Do you still hate her so much that you want her to die?" Draco was furious and wanted to strangle Ron.
Harry had to crawl between the two men. "When was the last time you saw her Ron?" Harry wanted to smack his friend when all he got was a blank look from him.
"It was right before we apparated to this location. As soon as we got here the curses started coming towards us." Chason said as he too was still fighting and slinging spells as fast as he could.
"What about all of the Aurors that were sent ahead to scout out the area? Where are they?" Harry asked starting to feel an overwhelming sense of dread about the people under him in his department; his co-workers and friends could all be dead.
"We haven't been able to tell Harry," Ron said, "What you see here is all that we've been able to see."
Draco's stomach felt like he wanted to hurl. The MacAteers had Hermione and none of them knew where they'd taken her. Maybe she wasn't even still alive. According to Ennis, they planned on executing her tonight. However, the fugitive hadn't said how or where it would take place.
The curses stopped coming their way as they heard the sound of people apparating out of the field. It was now silent, except for the sound of moaning coming from various spots around the countryside. The remaining people not harmed stood and looked around at the devastation.
Harry stumbled around as he went from one body to the next, "No, no!" His voice rang out as he found one dead Auror after another. "Oh, dear God, they devastated our unit." Harry fell down on his knees, his hands in his hair as he bowed his head.
Ron wandered around the perimeter of the area where the early scouts were supposed to have been. "Harry, I found the early…" and then the sound of someone vomiting could be heard, as Ron bent over. Draco ran to help Harry up as they walked over to Ron who was still hurling into the long grass.
"Oh, mother of fucking Merlin!" Draco yelled out. Now he understood better what kind of monsters they were dealing with. Hermione had tried to explain to him and the others, but they couldn't have imagined what was lying out in front of them. Laid out in a straight line were the headless and disemboweled bodies of the twelve Aurors that had been sent out early. Now, these same beasts had Hermione, who knows where, and here they were standing around staring at their gruesome handwork.
Chason stood staring at the bodies, "She's dead. There's nothing we can do." The shock was apparent on his face, as he couldn't stop looking at the headless bodies.
"Don't say that!" Draco screamed at Chason and anyone else still alive who was near him. "I'm not giving up! We're going to find her. She's counting on us." He looked from one man to another. The looks of doubt and worry creased their brows, and suddenly Draco felt very alone.
"Don't just stand there, we need to go and try to find her," Draco pleaded with Harry.
"Where Malfoy? Where in the Bloody Hell do you think they took her?" Harry looked beaten like there was no use in even trying.
Ron reached up with his sleeve to wipe the vomit off his face. "Malfoy, we can't follow them, they had no trace on them."
Draco whipped his head around looking to Harry, Ron, and Chason, "So this is it? We're just going to let them kill her?" His voice screamed out at them. "Look at your Aurors! Look at what they do to their enemies. They wanted Hermione. They blame her for the killings of their brothers and cousin."
His voice was scratchy and sore from yelling so much. "The longer we stand around chatting about this, the sooner it'll be when they torture and kill her." He could feel the beads of sweat building on his brow, and his hands fisted in a tight grip. He wanted to hit someone. He needed to do something and standing here was not helping. His hands went up to grab his chest, as he felt a tremendous ache there. He wondered if the pains in his chest were from anxiety, or he was having a real heart attack.
The sounds of apparition broke the silence as a medical team came in from St. Mungos. Seamus Finnegan came limping up to them, his leg dragging and blood dripping from his head. "I alerted the Ministry." His eyes filled with tears. "My whole team is dead." Ron came over to put his arms around him, helping to hold him up.
"Potter!" Draco said, "Get a team of Hit Wizards and come with me. I think I may know where they took Hermione, but they are going to be beyond angry when they find their man who was holding the children."
"What are you talking about now?" Harry looked confused as he tried to piece together what Draco was telling him.
"I didn't have a chance to tell you what happened when I found the children," Draco muttered as he looked down at the ground.
Harry ran his hands through his hair, "Do I even want to know this?"
"I had to kill one them. He was ready to rape the little Goldstein girl. Gods Harry, she's only three. I had to do something." Draco could see the disgust in Harry's eyes, knowing he felt the same way Draco had at the thought of someone doing something so hideous to a toddler.
"What did you do to him?" Harry knew the former Death Eater probably knew spells that most wizarding people wouldn't dream of using.
"Sectumsempra," was all Draco said to answer him. Harry's face paled as Draco could see him thinking back to his and Harry's altercation in the bathroom back at Hogwarts all of those years ago. "I sliced him clean open with his cock left on the floor."
Harry looked dumbfounded at the thought as he winced at Draco's words. He knew the MacAteers would only be more murderous once they saw what someone had done to one of their own.
"Then it's even more vital that we get to Hermione right away." Harry looked over to Ron and Chason. "You two are coming with us." Sending off a Patronus to the ministry, it took only a few minutes to have twenty Hit Wizards ready to apparate with them to look for Hermione.
Draco only hoped by the time they got there that Hermione would still be in one piece and breathing. Looking up to the sky, he prayed to whatever Gods were out there that they would give them some help to defeat these miserable bastards. He'd finally found someone he wanted to make a life with and he'd be damned if she was going to slip away from him. Why did his life always have to be so messed up? He had Scorpius back and now Hermione's life was in danger. There were so many things that he wished he'd done differently. He should have taken the body with him and not left it there. The only thing that had been on his mind was getting the children to safety. This scenario hadn't even crossed his mind that his actions would somehow affect whether Hermione lived or died? He shook his head, no, he wouldn't blame himself. The MacAteers had planned on killing her tonight regardless of what he did or didn't do. He needed to focus on getting in there and saving her.
"We're going to apparate into where we found Malfoy and the children," Harry told the awaiting team of Hit Wizards. "According to Malfoy, it is about a mile from where he found the children, which he said looks like where the operation was headquartered." The tension could be felt in the air as they looked around at the dead bodies being gathered by ministry and staff. They knew what they were headed into. They also now knew what kind of people, no animals, they were dealing with.
Harry spoke in a loud voice, "On my count…ready, 1,2,3," and the sounds of apparition echoed in the cold, dark night.
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Yes, I know what you're going to say…another cliffhanger! Of course, I had to do this. I hope that this fight was more exciting than the last chapter. There will be more to come in chapter 18. Please leave some reviews for me. I need some encouragement to keep writing. My stubborn Muse thinks she's in charge and I need help wanting to write. Remember to go check out my other WIP- Time Changes All Things (Tomione) and Living (Snamione). If you want something more light and fluffy, you'll want to read my Hermione/Cedric story, Counting Fingers, Counting Toes. Thanks for hanging in there with me!
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