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 THREE-
- The return of the Dark Mark-
Harry and Hermione didn’t have allot of time, in the scant minutes they had they had to bring her sleepy mother to Grimmauld to watch over the kids and they needed to get ready to leave themselves. Two letters from the ministry and Kingsley had arrived asking them to go to St. Mango’s where Lindon, Kinsley and Anderson himself were. Both Harry and Hermione knew that if the Minister himself was there, all the journalists would be there too, waiting for Anderson to cover everything up and send them home with excuses as for teenagers liking to cause trouble to people. Harry knew it was more than that.
When Hermione and Harry were ready in their black leather uniforms and Jane was fully awake the couple left the house via apparition. They appeared outside out of the muggle entrance of the hospital. They moved inside, hoping all the journalists will be waiting close to the new floos but they were unlucky as a crowd of photographers and reporters ran close when they saw the Potters arrive, a storm of questions and flashes made the couple even more anxious. Harry and Hermione tried to move through them with Harry in front making way through the crowd of reporters. Even though they were used to all these idiots waiting for them like they would wait for some celebrity at a premiere, they were still frustrated. They were Aurors for heaven’s sake…
When the couple finally made it to the floor of magical injures, both Lindon and Anderson approached them, ready to give them instructions on what to say to the journalists, about Ron talking to the Aurors about what happened and if the Potters should stay there at all, but Harry and Hermione paid no attention to them they just moved closer to the Weasleys and the Malfoys.
The entire family was waiting, with only Luna missing. Molly was holding little Amelia in her hands and little Arthur was in Bill’s arms. Everyone seemed worried and sad but Harry’s heart ached at the sight of Ron sitting on a chair with his face hidden in his hands. Both Harry and Hermione moved close to him and kneeled in front of him, the entire family looked hopeful at them since Ron had not spoken since they arrived.
‘Ron?’ Hermione asked softly as both she and Harry placed one hand on Ron’s shoulders gently.
Ron raised his head to look at his friends and both of them felt their bond full of pain and worry as they looked into their best friend’s red eyes and pale face. Both of them couldn’t remember him more stricken than now.
‘She lost her,’ Ron said with a broken voice, ‘Luna miscarried, someone stunned her and she hit against a wall’ Ron added and Hermione covered her mouth with her free hand, Harry closed his eyes tightly trying to process the news about Luna, his dreamingly smiling friend, the mother of his best friend’s children, His friend. ‘I was in the kitchen and the kids were asleep, Lun’ was in the living room, listening to the Wireless. People apparated inside my house, they broke the wards and stunned her first.’ Ron added both Harry and Hermione listened to him carefully. ‘I heard the noise and moved to the living room. I saw them moving up the stairs to get my kids and Luna on the floor, already bleeding and I lost it. I started casting spells, I sent my Patronus to the Burrow since it’s close to the house, they answered my spells but when the family arrived they disappeared. One of them made the Dark Mark before he or she left.’ Ron said in a monotonous tone.
Both Harry and Hermione looked at each other, not knowing what to say to Ron. Harry could only imagine the terror his best friend must had felt in the idea of seeing enemies inside the house, hitting a pregnant Hermione and trying to hit Lillian, James and little Jane. Hermione was having the same thoughts and suppressed a sob; she moved closer to Ron and hugged him tightly. Ron answered the hug and closed his eyes as pain pierced his heart.
Stay with him, love. I’ll talk to the jerks. Harry sent through the Bond and felt his wife’s agreement. Harry stood up again and moved close to the Minister and his office Head but Draco gripped his arm to stop him. Harry looked at him.
‘They’ll lie to you. I was at Ron’s house after the attack and saw the Dark Mark, Harry, it was… exactly like before. No insane bugger with the hope of causing trouble could have made it that bloody accurate and detailed…’ Harry felt his stomach tightening in worry. He simply nodded and felt Hermione’s worry at Draco’s words.
He tried to remain cool as he approached the two older men. They started off by telling him that some teen team was probably causing the whole problem. The men informed Harry about more than twenty cases of erasing muggle’s memories of the Dark Mark from the village close to the Burrow and Ron and Luna’s house. They also informed him what the ministry was going to say to the journalists, hinting to him to follow the Ministry’s line. Harry only nodded knowing that the Quibbler wouldn’t let things down so easily after their chief been attacked.
After a few minutes, Lindon left to find the journalists and talk to them. A healer moved out of a door and first Ron then everyone moved close to her, wanting answers. The woman in the green robes smiled kindly at the people around her and addressed to Ron when she spoke.
‘Mrs. Weasley is physically fine, she asks for you. She will be able to conceive in the future.’ The Healer said and Ron nodded, not too happy about the comfort the healer tried to give him.
‘Can I see her, please?’ Ron asked and the healer nodded. Ron turned to Harry and Hermione. They simply nodded as the three of them moved inside the room behind the healer.
Ron was first then Harry followed with Hermione by his side. The trio wore brave smiles when Luna looked at them from her bed. She seemed fine, Harry thought, same blonde hair, same person, but her eyes. The dreamy hint that made her large blue eyes sparkle was gone, that dreamy feeling was gone, she looked… less Luna in Harry’s opinion. Her gaze wasn’t dreamy and questioning as usual, it was empty and looked so tired. Ron moved closer and sat on the mattress next to her, he leaned above her and kissed her lips softly; he smiled at her sadly trying to comfort her as best he could. Luna gave him a weak smile.
Harry had had an awful feeling from the moment he saw Ron’s small letter. He was already exhausted from the day that had passed. He should be in his bed, wrapped in Hermione’s arms, not in the hospital with his best friends having lost a child.
Hermione took Harry’s hand and squeezed it, mentally conversing. It was a mistake of them to come inside with Ron, the couple needed to grieve alone right now. Harry nodded as he heard her thoughts and the Potters moved back to the corridor.
The Weasleys and the Malfoys were all quiet except Molly, who was crying in Arthur’s arms. Ginny was hugged by her husband who was caressing her very long fire-red hair between them while little Amelia slept.
There was only one chair free so Harry sat down and Hermione sat on his lap and hugged him. They didn’t know what to do to help their friends but they would never leave Ron alone in a time like this. So they sat there and waited in the silenced corridor.
Anderson was a few feet away, talking with Ministry people and motioned for Harry and Hermione to come closer but the Potters pretended not to see him. He would probably start pushing them to talk to Luna and Ron about the attack and that was the last thing their blond friend needed.
They spent several minutes there, none talking, everyone sighing and sniffling about what had happened to Luna. The silence was broken when Thomas Emerson, one of Harry and Hermione’s team’s Auror showed up. As he was running down the corridor, he passed by Anderson without a second glance and moved as fast as he could to Harry and Hermione. Anderson seemed irritated and followed; Harry and Hermione stood up and looked at their friend and colleague as he tried to catch his breath. Harry placed a hand on the man’s shoulder as Thomas started talking.
‘Harry, Hermione, there was another attack,’ he started and everyone tensed up and focused on him. Harry was sure what was following wasn’t good at all. ‘A team of hooded people attacked your parents’ house, Hermione.’ Thomas said and Harry felt his stomach dropping and panic filling his heart.
He felt the terror Hermione was feeling as she gasped and Harry moved close to his wife who stood unmoving, staring at Thomas with wide eyes. Harry placed an arm around his wife, making sure Hermione wouldn’t collapse and turned to Thomas.
‘Jane is at my house, what happened- to my father-in-law?’ Harry asked and felt Hermione being terrified at what Thomas was about to say.
‘They attacked the house and him, he was sleeping but they injured him with a couple of spells and… the Cruciatus Curse. He is fine and in a muggle hospital the neighbors took him to.’ Thomas said and everyone let out a breath of relief. Hermione closed her eyes for some moments, trying to calm herself; Harry rubbed her back holding her close to him.
‘There is something more,’ Thomas continued, everyone looked at him. ‘The Dark Mark reappeared, though different this time, a two-headed snake was coming out of the skull’s mouth.’ Thomas said and everyone looked at each other, puzzled.
Hermione was the first to snap out of her thoughts as she took Harry’s hand, starting a small plan of what they should do, through their bond. Anderson spoke and interrupted their mental conversation.
‘Since Mr. Granger is fine, and the Dark Mark is obviously a fake one. The idiot who made it, wanted to cause problems, didn’t even cast the charm right and the snake became two-headed. Potters, you don’t need to go there. Atkinson’s team can take the case, you—stay with your friends.’ Anderson said but Hermione was already moving with Thomas and Harry away from the Minister. The minister looked outraged at the lack of attention from the three Aurors who were moving closer to the apparition point.
‘That “idiot” used and Unforgivable on my father…’ Hermione pointed out as she moved ‘Which hospital is my father in, Thomas?’ Hermione asked quickly.
‘In London Bridge Hospital,’ the Auror answered, both Harry and Hermione thanked him with small smiles.
Hermione turned to Harry, ‘Please go to my father and use healing spells on him. Then take him from there and bring him home.’
‘Are you sure you don’t want me with you when you’ll talk to Jane?’ Harry asked softly and Hermione shook her head.
‘No, love, I’ll go and talk to her and it’ll be better if you show up right after with Dad by your side.’ Hermione said and Harry nodded. Harry turned on Thomas.
‘Please take the team and made sure the neighborhood forgets the attack, many Muggles must have seen what happened and even more must still be watching the Mark.’ He said, Thomas nodded and apparated away.
‘Potter, Granger, I demand you to stay here!’ Anderson barked right behind them as they moved on the apparition point after Thomas. Hermione was ready to turn on the Minister but Harry was faster. He moved close to the older man quickly who took a couple of steps back.
‘Listen to me, and listen to me VERY carefully.’ Harry said, pointing his finger at the older man, knowing he was crossing lines he hadn’t crossed in years. ‘My family has been attacked and I won’t let this unnoticed. You can try hide behind all this shit but don’t even think of trying to stop me or my wife.’ Harry glared at the speechless man.
Harry turned and looked at Hermione who nodded shortly and apparated away. Harry moved in the apparition point once more and with a loud crack he was gone.
The next moment he appeared in the back side of the London Bridge Hospital, he moved quickly looking around with suspicion. He then moved inside the hospital. He inquired where Edward Granger’s room was and was soon outside of his room. Some wizards from his team were already there with some muggles. Harry remembered the Granger’s neighbors from barbeques they had invited the Grangers and the Potters to.
Harry smiled at the muggles and moved inside the room. He smiled, relieved when he saw Hermione’s father sitting on a bed, looking fine but tired, with only a few big bruises and a couple of scratches.
Edward looked at Harry and smiled relieved, ‘I was a very lucky man, wasn’t I?’
Harry nodded his head, ‘Yes you were, can you remember anything from the attack?’ Harry asked.
Edward shook his head, ‘Only a hooded man inside my bedroom, hitting with me a flash of light, then a lot of pain, I mean a lot of pain.’ Edward said and for a moment his face darkened, Harry knew very well that pain well since he had felt it from Voldemort’s wand. Edward continued, ‘Is the house fine? Did you tell Jane?’
Harry took his wand out of his pocket, happy that Edward was alone in the hospital room, ‘Hermione is talking with Jane, I’m gonna cast a few healing spells on you so we can leave from here. My team will get everything done with the hospital and the neighbors. But we have to hurry; Hermione and I have to see what happened with the house.’ Harry said and Edward nodded. After a few spells, Harry side along apparated with Edward to Grimmauld place.
‘I love magic,’ Edward said smiling as the two men apparated in the hall of Grimmauld.
Both men were startled as Jane stormed into the hall, followed by a relieved and smiling Hermione. Jane pulled her husband in bone a crushing hug, making him frown and smile as his wife pressed against his tormented body. Jane’s bushy hair hid him for a few minutes.
Thank you, love. Hermione sent to Harry as she hugged him. The night was already long and nowhere close to ending.
Anything for you, Hermione. Harry sent back and hugged her tightly. We have to go to your parents’ house. He added and felt her sigh. I can go alone if you want…
No, I want to come with you. Hermione said through the Bond and Harry nodded and turned at the Grangers.
‘We will see what’s going on. You two should stay here; we’ll send Aurors to your office as well.’ Harry said and Hermione nodded at Harry’s advice.
The Grangers nodded, knowing from experience how dangerous things can get for muggles involved in magical problems. The Potters apparated together to Hermione’s house.
Their skins glowed an eerie green light as they apparated into the muggle neighborhood Hermione grew up in. The couple looked above their heads and both of their stomachs dropped as they faced Voldemort’s old symbol of his followers’ crimes. This time it seemed even creepier with the two-headed snake slipping out of the mouth of the skull and looking threatening at the people beneath it. Harry didn’t expect to feel so bad seeing the Mark again, it was filling him with bad memories that he hoped he had healed after a decade. He was mistaken.
The Grangers’ house seemed fine with the exception of a few broken windows. Hermione first moved closer with Harry following her, towards the large crowd outside of the house.
Harry could feel strong spells banding the area. He noticed a few people from his team and Thomas Emerson moved close to him and spoke tiredly.
‘It’s crazy, half the city of muggles can see it so we banded the area with spells similar to those which are bounding the Quidditch stadiums. We took the authority ourselves since we cast more than two hundred oblivious charms on muggles and many more with people calling the muggle police and asking for help.’ Thomas said, Harry and Hermione nodded, brown and emerald eyes unpinned from the huge skull.
‘The house is fine except a few damages inside. We expected to find it burnt but they didn’t have the time since the muggle police were called for a burglary in a store nearby. They heard the noise from the house and came immediately. They had time to make the Mark nonetheless.’ Thomas said.
‘I expected to find my parents’ house destroyed too,’ Hermione murmured. Harry could feel her relief and worry at the same time. She was relieved for the house and her father’s life but was worried for the future. He knew they couldn’t let the Grangers return, the attack in Ron and Luna’s house with the attack in the Granger’s house couldn’t be a coincidence.
The war and the years after showed him that bad things didn’t happen in his life out of coincidence, something was going on here, something connecting him with all these problems. He had thought the Balkan Case was the worst thing could happen but he was obviously wrong.
Thomas talked about sending half the team of Aurors in the Grangers’ office but Anderson apparated in front of the Granger home and started barking orders at Potters’ team to abandon the place and other Aurors would take care of this problem. He yelled about the trouble they would be in if they didn’t.
Harry didn’t listen to Anderson, he looked at Hermione’s scared face and then back at the Dark Mark. The people that made it had not hesitated to use the Cruciatus on a muggle that reminded Harry of only one team of people. These were people who used to play with Unforgivable Curses on Muggles for entrainment.
Harry knew that the New Dark Mark was the signal of a new period of fear and darkness for the Wizarding Community.
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