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Blinded	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 26887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Blinded Chapter 28
After Harry left Hermione’s house, Draco, Hermione, and Scorpius sat together cuddled up on the sofa. Hermione lay in Draco’s arms, while Scorp snuggled up closely in Hermione’s. They were all so tired from the lack of sleep and the trauma of Connall MacAteer showing up in their lives again. They were so exhausted they hadn’t even gotten up to eat anything either. Then they needed to pack up in order to move to Malfoy Manor for good. In the meantime, they needed to decide who was going to be their Secret Keeper for when they put up the Fidelius Charm.

While Harry was still there, they’d discussed this very thing of who would be a Secret Keeper. Right off they dismissed Harry because it would be so obvious since he was such a good friend. If Harry wouldn’t work, that would also include Ginny being that she was his wife. They went through many of their friends they’d gone to Hogwarts with and none of them seemed to be the right choice. Then they’d gone through their colleagues at work, but there again it seemed too obvious and many of them were old friends from school.

The idea came to Hermione and she jerked up almost knocking Scorpius from her arms. “That’s it!” she said in a loud voice.

Draco sat up staring at her like she was totally crazy. “What’s it?”

“The Secret Keeper. I know whom we can ask. It won’t necessarily be an obvious choice, but it’s one who would do anything for me. Especially because it’s to keep us safe from the MacAteers.”

Draco looked at her waiting for an answer, “Who? We’ve gone through almost everyone we know.”

“Chason. I don’t think anyone would think it was him because he would be too obvious having worked on the case against the MacAteers for so many years.”

Hermione stood up and set Scorp in Draco’s arms while she ran to the fireplace to make a floo call. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. Probably because I was so tired.”
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After the floo call, it didn’t take long for Chason to floo over who now was listening to Hermione and Draco recall everything that had happened the night before.

“How did he break through your wards, Hermione?” Chason sat looking puzzled. “You always have some of the strongest wards I’ve ever seen put in place.”

“We were wondering the same thing,” Draco said as he came in from the kitchen.

Scorpius had woken up hungry and Mipsy was now fixing brunch for all of them. The little boy was eating an orange while Mipsy made a full English breakfast, which looked like enough food for 20 people. Hermione had decided to let it go and welcomed Mipsy into her home and life. She knew she was in no shape to argue about house-elves anymore, and with everything that was happening it wasn’t worth causing tension in their relationship. Anyhow, her soon to be new home, the manor, was huge and there was no way she could take care of it on her own.

“Believe me when I say I’ve been running through every scenario in my mind. He could have put some tracking charm on Scorpius while he'd been held prisoner.” Hermione said softly.

She glanced nervously at Scorpius not wanting him to hear everything that they were discussing. He’d been through so much trauma already and he didn’t need to be constantly reminded of his kidnapping. Scorp sat at the table now eating bacon and fried eggs like they’d disappear if he stopped. Heaven help them keeping up with his appetite when he became a teenager. He seemed to not be listening to them, and she cursed at herself for not putting up a silencing charm sooner. The lack of sleep was making her careless.

“I remember my father speaking of a blood tracking charm they would use. Just a little blood taken from an enemy and they could apparate to where they were. Even with powerful wards set in place.” Draco rubbed his hands together and then clutched them tightly together.

Hermione felt ill knowing who the “They” were Draco had been alluding to. The Death Eaters of course would have used any dark spell or charm to get to their enemies. Knowing the MacAteers as well as she did, they’d do the same.

“Do you know if there is any way to trace the victim to see if the charm is in place?” Chason questioned with a worried look on his face.

Draco shook his head, “I’m not sure. But since we’re heading back to the manor, I’ll look through Father’s old journals and see if I can find anything.”

“What do we do in the meantime? If Connall has tried this once, he’ll try it again.” Hermione looked over to the little boy. “Who knows what he’ll do next time. We may not be so lucky.”

She didn’t need to say anything more. They knew they’d been lucky that Scorpius hadn’t been killed on the spot, but none of them wanted to say the words out loud.
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Hermione knew that she needed someone exceptional to be the one to cast the Fidelius Charm. She had contacted Assistant Hogwarts Headmaster Filius Flitwick to perform the charm for them. He had come quickly once they’d all flooed to Malfoy Manor.

“Thank you so much Professor Flitwick for being willing to help us with the charm.” Hermione smiled at her old professor.

“I’d do anything for you, Hermione,” he nodded his head back at her.

Draco kept quiet knowing that he’d not been one of Professor Flitwick’s favorite students back in his old Hogwarts days. He still felt a distant chill coming from the small man, but he tried to brush it aside.
Turning to Chason, Flitwick turned his teaching voice on, “You do know that this is an immensely complex spell involving the magical concealment of a secret inside a single, living soul, which would be you.” Flitwick motioned to Chason. “The information is hidden inside the chosen person, or Secret-Keeper, and is henceforth impossible to find — unless, of course, the Secret-Keeper chooses to divulge it. As long as the Secret Keeper refuses to speak, no one will know, unless you tell another, say, Harry Potter.”

Draco tried not to roll his eyes at the mention of the sainted Potter. Of course everyone assumed that Potter would have to have access to his beloved, and intelligent friend. He couldn’t wait to get married to Hermione so maybe that bond wouldn’t be so strong anymore.

“ Malfoy Manor will be protected by this spell and this dwelling will then be invisible, intangible, unplottable, and soundproof. This is an extremely old spell, one of the most ancient of all.” Professor Flitwick looked around to make sure all of the adults there had heard and understood his words.

“Are we ready then?” Flitwick motioned for Chason to come and sit in a chair next to him. Without any hesitancy, Chason came and sat down with a determined look on his face.

Draco sat next to Hermione on the nearby sofa. He reached out and clutched her hand in his. As Flitwick said the words to the spell, a sense of calmness came over both of them. They hoped that even a possible blood tracking charm wouldn’t be more powerful than the Fidelius Charm.

Once Flitwick had finished Draco stood, “So is the Fidelius Charm more powerful than say a blood tracking charm?”

Flitwick’s eyebrows scrunched together as he stared at Draco, “Is that how you think that criminal got into Hermione’s house?”

“Professor, we were only guessing, as it could be a possibility.” Hermione could tell from the look on his face that he knew the dark magic that went into that kind of charm.

“From my knowledge, The Fidelius Charm would be more powerful than any other charm. You are now safe here at Malfoy Manor.”

Both Draco and Hermione seemed to sigh at the same time. “Thank you Professor for coming and for your help in protecting my home.” Draco stood and walked over to shake his old professor’s hand.

Flitwick reached out and shook Draco’s hand, “Keep her safe now, and your son. I know this will help. I must be off.”

Turning to Chason, Flitwick extended his hand, “It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“The pleasure was all mine. I’ve heard many great things about you from Hermione. You taught her well.” Chason said.

Hermione grinned at his words, while Draco had to agree silently with him. Flitwick had been a good teacher, and it was too bad that he’d not learned as much from him as he could have. Being the pureblooded snot at the time, his father hadn’t been happy about the professor and basically told Draco the man didn’t deserve his respect or attention. Of course, he’d been a fool to cling so willingly to all of the words that spouted from his father’s lips. So many of those words had brought great misery to his life.

“Thank you, Chason. You are a good friend.” Hermione said to the man after Flitwick had returned to Hogwarts.

“I will do anything to help this nightmare end for you, my friend,” Chason said.

It’s funny, but Chason didn’t provoke any jealous feelings within Draco. He’d spent plenty of time with him in Paris when they’d still been looking for the kidnapped children, and he knew Chason had no romantic feelings for Hermione. In fact, he’d also become a good friend to him after the many hours they’d labored together in finding his son.

“You are welcome in our home any time, especially since you will be one of the few people who will know where our home is,” Draco said with a laugh.

“I think I feel privileged Draco, like an honorary Malfoy,” Chason said bringing his hands up to cover his heart.

“Well, I wouldn’t go that far Chase,” Draco said smugly as he slugged his friend in the arm.

“Oh that hurt,” Chason sniffed acting hurt while Draco laughed out loud.

“Enough with the brotherly love. It’s time for dinner you two.” Hermione grabbed Draco and Chason’s hands and pulled them towards the dining room.
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Draco and Hermione had only been asleep for a few hours when they heard some shouting coming from downstairs.

“What the fuck?” Draco shouted out. Hermione sat up looking around their bedroom in confusion, her brain still in a sleepy fog.

“Is that someone yelling downstairs?” Hermione asked. “It sounds like Harry. But he shouldn't be able to call through.”

Draco quickly pulled on his sleep pants and grabbed his wand. “It has to be either Potter, Chason, or Flitwick. Since Chason went back to France, and Flitwick should be at Hogwarts, that leaves Potter,” he groaned out as he stifled a yawn.

Draco and Hermione ran down the stairs and into the drawing-room, where Harry stood running his hands through his thick, black hair.

“What’s going on Potter? It’s 3:00 a.m. and we were trying to sleep.” Draco couldn’t help but feel a little irritated. "How are you here?"

“I contacted Chason who divulged the coordinates to me because it was an emergency. I’m sorry, Malfoy, but I thought you should know what just happened,” Harry seemed uptight and very nervous.

“What do mean?” Hermione took a deep breath as she stared at Harry. “What happened?” She wasn’t sure she wanted to hear the news that Harry came to tell. With it being 3:00 a.m. the news was sure to not be good.

“He showed up again.” Harry looked at both of them. Without saying his name Hermione knew who “He” was.

“MacAteer? Where?” Draco asked in an angry tone.

“He was a busy boy tonight. He visited the homes of every child that was kidnapped along with Scorpius.” Harry said.

Hermione gasped, picturing each child in her mind. She had looked at those faces, month after month, and knew them well.

“What did the bastard do this time?” Draco asked. Hermione was glad he spoke up first because the knot in her throat was stopping her from speaking.

“He broke through the wards in all of their homes and apparated directly into each of the children’s bedrooms, just like he did last night at your place.” Harry motioned to Hermione.

“Are they all right? Please tell me he didn’t hurt any of them?” Hermione asked with a raised voice. Her fingernails dug into Draco’s arm as she clung tightly to him. She didn’t think she could bear to hear of any of them being hurt again.

“He had a knife with him just like last night. This time he…he actually drew blood, but didn’t cut too deep.” Harry explained.

Draco cursed again, “Why stop there? Did he do anything else?”

“I believe he is warning us. He’ll be back.” Harry paced around the room as he spoke. This nervous habit was very familiar to Hermione. She'd seen it happen many times throughout the years.

“He’s trying to intimidate us.” Hermione finally spoke, not wanting to make eye contact with either of the men. She didn’t want to show the true fear that was racing through her. She’d always been so brave, but this case was hitting way too close to home and her heart.

“I think he’s doing a bloody good job, don’t you think?” Draco answered with more sarcasm than anger.

“What are you going to do to protect the other families? You can’t leave them defenseless.” Hermione could feel the panic rising.

“I’ve got that covered. I already told them about what you did here at the manor. They are picking their Secret Keepers and I’ve already owled Professor Flitwick to come and perform the charm at all of their homes.”

“Good. That’s good,” was all Hermione could mumble at the moment.

Draco stood and walked over to Harry, “You know what needs to be done. We need to go on the offensive and go after them, otherwise, it could be years of harassment from the MacAteers.”

“Harry,” Hermione came to join them by the fireplace, “I’ll be organizing a select group of Hit Wizards and Aurors tomorrow. I agree with Draco, it’s time we stop being victims and we go after them.”

She was damn tired of this clan of terrorists. She'd spent several years of her life dealing with them and this needed to stop.

Hermione leaned against Draco and she yawned. His arms went around her holding her up.

“I need to get this one back to bed or she won’t be able to think tomorrow, and obviously we need her great powerful brain.” Draco kissed the top of her head. Hermione noticed that Harry didn’t even flinch this time at seeing affection between her and Draco like he usually did.
“Prat,” Hermione swatted his backside.

“Well, that’s my sign to leave.” Harry shook his head, though this time he did it with a smile. “I’ll see you two in a few hours.”

Harry started to leave but turned around suddenly, “Do you think Professor Flitwick would mind stopping at my house to perform the Fidelius Charm at Grimmauld Place? It hasn’t been on my house since the end of the war, but…”

“I know he wouldn’t mind Harry. Your family is just as vulnerable as the rest of ours. Just ask him tomorrow.” Hermione answered.

“OK, thanks. Night.” Harry flooed away and Hermione looked up at Draco.

“I meant what I said earlier. I’m done being a victim to the MacAteers. We will never be able to get married and settle down until they're all caught and put away.” Hermione’s words sounded like a promise she was making.

“Or they are all killed, which I would prefer seeing since they seem to avoid prison easily,” Draco steered her towards the stairs. “I don’t want you to worry though. I won’t let anything happen to you or Scorpius.”

Hermione wanted to believe in his words. She had to believe in his words or she’d go crazy. But at this point, that was only what they were: words spoken. It would be another thing to see if they could really pull off what seemed the impossible right now; stopping the MacAteer family from hurting anyone else.
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The words spoken by Professor Flitwick about the Fidelius Charm were spoken by him, and taken from the book “Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban”. Some of it was changed slightly to fit this particular story.

Things will begin to heat up now with the notorious MacAteer family before anything wedding related will be done. Sorry to those who have said how excited they are to see Hermione and Draco’s wedding. I promise that there will be a wedding with full details before I end this story. I won’t skip over that grand event. Thanks for the reviews and the continued support with my story. It always amazes me how stories unfold in front of me while I’m typing. Let me know what you thought of this chapter and thanks again for still reading Blinded!
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