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Warriors of the Wasteland	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17671 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"Come Hermione!" Hermione followed the erratic voice. "What?!" She hushed the fleeing voice. She was never at ease, always on guard, too much so, taking its toll on her.
"Oh, come on babe!" The voice beckoned her. She decided she would follow, her friend sounded so elated, carefree and happy. Hermione decided too loosen up.
"Here, didn't I tell you it was a nice place!" Ginny said as Hermione emerged from the dense forrest, her wand in hand, on her guard, again.
"Yes, you're right it looks tranquil and secluded!" Hermione stepped aside, letting Choo and Luna walk past her. They too looked excited, they were right Hermione let her guard go. The small water fall and stream looked inviting, it was a hot day, a bath seemed liked ages ago. It was ages, come to think about it Hermione mused to herself. The small pond like stream looked like it was clean, she could make the plants and tiny fishes out against the sandy bottom. Hermione crouched down, letting the water run through her fingers, cool, inviting. Hermione looked around, eying the surroundings with suspicion, reminding herself they were never safe, the enemy could be hiding in nearby bushes, watching them to let their guard down.
"Oh, come on Hermione we've put all kinds of wards around the place, you can feel them can't you?!" Ginny said as she stepped out of her cargo pants, her boots all ready of her feet, Luna and Choo followed suit, Hermione still wasn't convinced she should. Ginny stripped right down to her naked white frame, her hair loosely around her small hips. It had been in a braid ever since they were on the run, for what? Almost two years? Hermione watched the three girls splaying around the water, their laughter bubbly. Her face set on scowl.
Ginny came close, "come on babe get in, you want to be clean no? You're marrying Ron tomorrow, he could do with a clean bride!" Ginny said to her sister in law to be.
Ah, Ron, yes, her rugged handsome boyfriend of two years. Gods she pictured him in her mind. The once scrawny boy, turned into a muscled, calm but strong man. Gone were the days where he would sulk and tantrum, she could imagine his strong arms around her, when they made love. Him above her, pushing into her, supporting himself on his upper arms. Yes, Hermione was thrilled he finally asked her to marry him. She couldn't imagine life without him, he worshipped the ground she walked on. She loved him back equally. He was a tender lover, he was soft with her, cuddly, falling asleep in his arms was easy, she felt protected. They were never apart for long, patrolling together, eating, sleeping, fucking together. All couples in their circle did the same, a necessity, keeping their minds sane. Hermione couldn't let herself dream about their future, maybe having a boy and a girl when the war was over. Yes that would be lovely.
"Oh, Hermione has dirty thoughts about my brother!" Ginny laughed at her, pulling her back to the here and now.
"Did not!" Hermione laughed.
"Did, yes!" Ginny splattered water towards Hermione.

"Oh, like you and Dean Thomas!" Hermione sneered back.
"Yes, maybe!" Ginny smiled.
Hermione was happy for her best friend, she had been so heart gutted when her boyfriend Harry was killed at the final battle of Hogwarts as was Fred her older brother, breaking the red headed heart twice in one day. Hermione feared for her sanity, but since a month or so she had started dating Dean Thomas, Hermione watched her best friend thrive again.
It had been difficult, without Harry, she loved him like the brother she never had, they had been friends for almost six years. Hermione missed him so much, it felt like she missed a limb, she thought she could wake up any time from this bad dream. No nightmare more likely.
Her clothes were wet now, she took them off, placing them in the sun, it would be all right, washing her hair and her body, briefly, a few minutes wouldn't hurt. Hermione let the water engulf her, submerging herself in the fresh, clear water felt wholesome. Her body wanted to be clean, washing her curls, so Ron could run his strong fingers through them, wrapping a lock around his index as he pulled her towards him into his gentle but tight embrace, his blue eyes, looking at her longingly, gently. Their naked bodies against each other, as he made sweet love to her. "Oi, Ginny!" Hermione laughed as her friend pulled her by her leg , tripping her over.
The girl had fun playing in the water celebrating Hermione's last day as a bachelorette, when things had been 'normal' she could have called it her hen-night. He didn't have fun like this like forever.
Hermione emerged from the water, she felt uncomfortable being naked, her wand on the edge of the waterside.
The last time she had this feeling was a couple of months ago, she and her small troop had been standing guard at their camp site, a couple of hundred miles from this place. They encountered a group of Death Eaters. Draco Malfoy had been one of them, he and she stood in an impasse, either one could have killed the other, but somehow they both escaped the fight. Draco looked at her funny, his eyes blazing with contempt, Hermione only a 'Mudblood' he a 'Pureblooded' Supremacist, his eyes also showing something else, she had seen that look before on him, this smirk, almost with longing, lust. Sending chills down her spine, it made her feel more uncomfortable than the notion of being killed. His gaze held a promise, a promise she didn't want to cash in. Even now it made her shudder and feel things she really didn't want to own up to, she was to marry the most wonderful, soft, gentle man tomorrow, securing her future, Mrs. Hermione Weasley.
Absentmindedly she paddled towards her clothes and wand, time to dry and change, her clothes must be dry now, she had spent to much time in the water as it was.
She crawled ashore, her eyes on her clothes, her wand, she left it right next to her clothes, she was sure she did. Her mind raced frantically, it couldn't be, she misplaced her wand?! Never....
Hermione searched for her wand, she turned cold as ice even when the Summers heat was obvious. A pair of black boots stood there silently, waiting, her eyes fell on them. Her heart wrenched, the air squeezed from her lungs, her heart tightened, bile rose up, instant recognition.
Him.
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