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In the
Headmaster’s office, Harry finds Albus and Snape discussing the attack on
Hermione.
“Ah, Harry,” the
ancient wizard says, “please join us.”
Harry sits down
and Snape says, “The Dark Lord wishes you to know that Dolohov acted completely
on his own.”
The young man
nods, “I had guessed as much. As the
school has yet to be assaulted by the Death Eaters, I was fairly sure Voldemort
was still hoping for his corruption plan to work. Now Severus, I need you to carry a message to
the Dark Lord. Tell him that I have seen
the light, or in this case the Dark, and wish to join him.”
Snape and
Dumbledore exchange looks for a moment, before the latter says, “May I ask why
Harry?”
“Actually Albus, I
would prefer you didn’t. It’s not
because I distrust either you or Snape, but because the fewer people who know
what I’m planning means a much smaller chance of something slipping
accidentally.”
Both of the older
men regard the messy haired teen for a minute before nodding.
Dumbledore says,
“I take it that you would prefer to keep as much information to yourself as is
possible, including whatever method you are planning on using to destroy
Voldemort?”
“That is
correct. Albus, in a situation like
this, a single misspoken word could have disastrous results.”
Both of the older
mages nod their understanding and Snape says, “Very well then, when and where
would you like to meet the Dark Lord for your induction?”
Harry growls at
the greasy haired man, “First I want to make one thing perfectly clear to him,
I will join him as an equal, but never as a servant!” He leans back as he smiles, “Or at least
that’s what I want you to tell him. I
think just outside of Hogsmeade this weekend.
This will provide me the cover to leave the school without raising the
suspicions of the muggle loving old fool and still allow me to have a town
nearby for an aspiring Dark Lord to begin his career with.”
Dumbledore gets a
far away look in his eyes for a moment, “I think I am beginning to see what you
have planned my boy. Yes, this could
work out perfectly.”
Snape is
completely lost, “Very well then, I will carry your message to Voldemort. I doubt he will object though. Will Saturday evening, approximately seven,
suffice?”
Harry considers
for a moment before nodding his head.
The young man quickly reviews everything he needs to get done before he
says, “That should work out. Now if you
gentlemen will excuse me, I have a great deal of work to do before I take on
the mantle of Dark Lord.”
Harry stands up
and walks from the office followed by Tonks; leaving behind him two very
confused men.
_____
Susan looks over
to her master and swallows the lump forming in her throat. “Master,” the witch says timidly, “I have a
request.”
Neville marks his
place on the essay he’s working on as he turns to the blonde witch, “Yes?”
“Master, there is
a little fantasy I’ve wanted to try for a while now.”
The wizard nods
his head encouragingly as he smiles.
“If it is alright
with you milord, I would prefer just to let it flow for the moment.”
Neville suddenly
looks at his Thrall intently, “This is something you don’t think I’ll approve
of, isn’t it?”
Susan looks down
at her feet and nods meekly.
The young man
shifts his eyes to his girlfriend who nods her head gently. Sighing, Neville says, “Very well Susan, what
would you have me do?”
The witch in
question looks up quickly at the unexpected question, “Well, err, lay down on
the bed naked on your back.”
Neville complies,
curious as to what the young woman has in mind.
Susan quickly
strips down to the buff and climbs on to the bed, kneeling between her master’s
legs.
Ginny watches as
Susan quickly sucks and fondles the wizard to full erection.
The blonde witch
takes a deep breath before she plunges downward, taking her master’s full
length into her mouth and down her throat.
Neville moans as
he is deepthroated for the first time.
The redhead winces
in memory of what it was like when Tom would force himself down her throat, so
she is quite surprised when the witch doesn’t immediately retreat to open her
airway.
Susan is fighting
every reflex she has as she slowly chokes.
She knows her face is starting to change color as she wishes her master
would have the decency to hold her head in place.
Fortunately for
Susan, Neville’s eyes are closed as he enjoys the rather unique sensations
emanating from his crotch, or else he might have stopped the whole matter when
Susan’s face started to color.
The blonde witch
slips two fingers into her quim as she starts to see specks of light in front
of her eyes.
Unexpectedly,
Neville suddenly comes down Susan’s throat.
The witch barely
has time to swallow before she pulls herself up and screams out her climax.
Ginny arches an
eyebrow and make a mental note to speak to Susan in private about her choice in
fantasies as she moves to Neville’s side as the young man realizes what just
happened.
_____
That night, Harry
locks himself in the study with explicit orders not to disturb him for anything
short of a global crisis.
The White Tome in
hand, Harry addresses himself to five hard rubber balls on the desk in front of
him. Checking the book once more, Harry
casts the required spells on the five balls, turning them into a potent
delivery system for the modified Stunner found within the pages of the White
Tome.
_____
Wednesday morning,
Hermione finishes emptying her stomach into the toilet for the third day in a
row when she decides to go and see Madam Pomfrey.
Narcissa follows
her mistress to the hospital wing curious as to what might have befallen the
younger witch. Her master and his wife
had only been intimate once, with a great many protections in place, so
Narcissa easily dismisses thoughts of pregnancy from her mind.
The school matron
sits Hermione on one of the examination beds and begins a large battery of
tests. After only a few minutes, the
matron has word sent that Hermione will be missing all of her morning classes.
Hermione for her
part starts out worried and as Madam Pomfrey starts to ask her questions about
if, when, and with whom she had had sex in the past week, her concern quickly skyrockets.
The grey haired
witch re-runs the test for the fourth time before she says, “Are you absolutely
certain that proper precautions were taken when you slept with Mr. Potter?”
Exasperated,
Hermione says, “Completely certain, why?”
Sighing, the matron
says, “Because my dear, you are either cursed or blessed by some higher power
then. Every test I have run has come
back with the same results, congratulations my dear, you are pregnant.”
Hermione is
absolutely gob smacked and Narcissa quickly takes control of the
situation. She quickly takes Hermione
back to the suite and sends Dobby to retrieve Tonks and their master.
_____
Harry had been so
distracted all morning that he was quite grateful when Tonks pulled him out of
class.
The pair walks to
Harry’s suite in complete silence.
When the pair
enter the common room, Hermione instantly has Harry bound up in a rib breaking
hug and his lips sealed with hers.
Hermione finally
has to break the kiss due to lack of air Harry shakes his head to clear the
ringing before saying, “Hermione, what’s so urgent?”
Narcissa speaks
up, “Master, you may want to sit down for this.”
Once all four are
seated, the blonde Thrall says, “Mistress, in a situation like this, it might
be best if he hears directly from you.”
Hermione swallows,
unsure of how her de facto husband is going to take the news, “Well, Harry, you
know how I’ve been feeling under the weather the last couple of days?”
“Yeah, you told me
you were going to see Madam Pomfrey.”
“Well, I just came
from there and she found out why I’ve been sick lately.”
“Good, what’s
wrong?”
Hermione looks
down at her feet, “There’s nothing wrong, per say, but; oh blast, I’m
pregnant.”
Harry just looks
at his wife for a second, before he forces open the link between them and can
immediately sense the truthfulness in her statement, as well as her
nervousness. “Hermione, I will never
abandon you. You’ve granted me one of my
fondest wishes, a few years early, yes, but that doesn’t mean I love you any
less.”
Harry moves over
to the loveseat and spends the rest of the morning cuddling with his wife;
hoping against hope that she will cooperate come Saturday night.
_____
Saturday dawns
bright and clear and before ten, Harry and his friends have all gathered in the
study.
Harry has a map of
Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, and the surrounding area lain out on a table. He says, “Neville, you, Ginny, and Susan are
to be in the Three Broomsticks by five at the latest. Ron, I want you, Luna and Millie in
Honeydukes at about the same time. We
don’t know where the Dementors are going to be, or where Tommy’s going to have
the rest of his Death Nibblers. Beware
of them, as well as any giants that old Moldy might have recruited, or any
other Dark creatures such as that.
Bella, Cissa, Cho, Pansy, you’re with me. We’ll meet Tom, when I signal you to, you lot
are to throw the Stun balls. At the same
time, I’m going to use the spell and finish this insanity once and for all!”
Hermione says,
“And what about me Harry?”
Sighing, the young
man says, “I would prefer it Mione if you would stay here at the castle.”
Scowling, the
witch says, “No way Harry. Where you go,
I go, end of discussion!”
“Please,
Hermione,” Harry says, “think of the twins.
Can you honestly put them in danger?”
“Harry, I love
you, but think for a second. Because of
my oath, if you die, then I will be following you shortly and they will be
accompanying me. So, you see, the best
chance I have to protect them is at your side.”
Harry sighs,
mentally noting that sometimes it stinks to be right. “Very well then, if I can’t talk you out of
coming along, then I want you with me.
Just remember, if I say duck, you duck, no argument!”
Hermione nods
meekly, not knowing what her husband has planned for her.
____
At five o’clock
that evening, Harry is sitting in Dumbledore’s office, sharing a cup of tea
with the old man.
Albus says, “This
my boy, is perhaps the hardest part of being a leader.”
“What do you
mean?”
“You have trained
your friends as best you can, and now, you have committed them to battle. From here on in, there is nothing you can do
to affect whether they live or die. All
you can do is trust in them, in their training, and in yourself to finish the
fight tonight.”
Harry nods glumly,
as the old man had accurately guessed what was on his mind.
“What role do you
have planned for myself this eve Lord Potter?”
“I need you and
the rest of the teachers to stay here at the school and make sure the Death
Eaters don’t try an end around.
Remember, whatever I may think of Wormtail’s character, or lack there
of, he was a Marauder and knows about the secret passages within the school,
including the one from the Shrieking Shack to under the Whomping Willow. This is the hardest part about organizing a
defense, having to guess at all the moves an enemy *might* make whereas in
attacking, you need only worry about the move you *are making*.”
“Not quite correct
my boy. A proper offense always
considers the potential deployment of enemy troops. If you do not plan for that, you could find
yourself outnumbered and your retreat alley cut off unexpectedly.”
Harry silently
raises his teacup, acknowledging the point.
The two men sit in
companionable silence until the door opens, allowing Hermione, Tonks, and the
rest of Harry’s Thrall entrance. Tonks
says, “Master, it is time.”
Harry nods and
stands up, “Albus, I hope most of my plans for this night are not needed. I will talk to you later.”
With that, the
young man and his ladies walk from the office.
The school is in
lockdown, no one except professors are in the halls this night.
_____
On the road to
Hogsmeade, just past the Anti-Portkey wards surrounding the school, Harry stops
the group and takes Hermione’s hand in his.
“My love, are you absolutely certain that I cannot convince you to stay
at the school tonight?”
“Absolutely not
Harry!”
Before Hermione
can start her rant, Harry sighs and says, “I hope you can forgive me for this
then.”
Hermione is
confused for a moment and thus has no chance to counter the move Harry has had
planned for a while now.
Harry releases Hermione’s
hand and steps back before saying, “Draconum Sanctum!”
Hermione can feel
a flash of magic from her engagement ring as the specialized Fidelius charm
drop and the Portkey spell activates.
The extremely
irate witch lands in a barren room with only a bed, a table, and a single chair
in it. She tries to Apparate, but finds
herself unable to. After a moment, she
notices a letter sitting on the table.
Angrily, she opens the letter and starts reading.
Hermione my love,
I truly hope the scheming I have done
involving this room and this letter is for no reason. If, however, you are in fact reading this
letter then my worst fears have come to pass.
My love, I know you will want to participate
in the final battle, however, I cannot allow this to happen. If you are there, then I will be too worried
about your safety and protecting you that I will not be able to focus properly
on defeating Voldemort.
As you have undoubtedly already discovered,
there are Anti-Apparation and Anti-Portkey wards around this room to prevent
you from returning and messing up my plans.
Dobby will attend your needs while you are
here Hermione; however, he has sworn to me that he will not help to release
you, so asking him would only cause him undue stress. The wards protecting this room will drop the
instant that Voldemort is dead, but not before.
I know now that I am a coward my love. If Tonks, or Cissa, or even Pansy were to die
in this coming battle, I will grieve, but if I were to loose you my love, I
would be undone, I would simply have no reason to continue on.
I hope one day that you will be able to
forgive me Hermione, and perhaps one day, you will even consent to becoming my
wife.
Humbly yours,
Harry James Potter
Hermione gently
wipes a lone teardrop from her face.
That Harry had known her well enough to know she would not be content to
sit back and wait does not surprise the young witch. She smiles gently as she sits down, and
re-reads the letter, perversely proud of her lover for keeping this from her
and his Thralls as well as his thoroughness in ensuring she is unable to
escape. Finally convinced that she is
going no where, Hermione orders a cup of tea and wishes her husband luck
mentally.
_____
Harry watches
Hermione disappear with a heavy heart and he drops the mental shields he had
erected around the information to keep it away from prying minds. He says, “Come along ladies, we have work to
do this night.”
The group
continues towards the hill overlooking Hogsmeade in silence, the Thralls amazed
that their master could have set up something so complex without them being
aware of the matter at all.
Finally, they
reach the appointed spot and find Voldemort waiting for them.
“So, Potter,” the
Dark Lord wheezes, “you are finally ready to join the real winning team? Kneel before me and take the mark of my
servants.”
Harry scowls as he
walks forward. When he’s less then five
feet from the evil bastard, he stops and says, “Now let’s get one thing
straight, I am not going to be one of your toadies. In fact, I’ve changed my mind about joining
your side.” Mentally, he sends his
Thralls the command, “NOW!”
Voldemort looks
confused for a second as Harry shakes his wrist, causing his wand to drop into
his hand.
The Thralls all
draw out the balls their master hand given them and toss the projectiles into
the mass of Death Eaters as their master casts the fateful spell.
Harry brings his
wand into alignment and completes the needed movements as he speaks the ancient
incantation, “Attero obscurum!”
As the white bolt
leaps from his wand, Harry’s mind goes back to the entry in the White Tome.
_____
Attero obscurum:
The Destroyer of Darkness spell.
Unimaginably
powerful, the Attero obscurum will only work against a truly evil person or
rare Dark creature. There is no ward
against this spell. If it connects there
is no defense, not even the splitting of one’s very soul will prevent the
destruction of the target.
The main drawback
of this spell is the pure power required to cast it properly. A single mage who casts this spell does so at
the cost of his own life, and even then there is no real guarantee that the
spell will work properly. Three mages,
all focusing their power through a single caster will be able to cast the spell
successfully, though all three will forfeit their lives. Adding a fourth mage drastically increases
the chances of survival, though odds are still in favor of at least one
dieing. It takes the combined power of
more than five mages to successfully carry-out this spell and ensure the
survival of all.
_____
Voldemort doesn’t
have time to move before the spell connects.
As he screams in pain as his body is destroyed, the balls thrown by the
Thrall’s strike their targets, bathing the entire area in red light.
All of the Thralls
stagger from the raw amount of power their master just siphoned off of them
All but a few
Death Eaters who were on the edge of the gathering are Stunned by the spelled
balls, and they are easily subdued by the Thralls.
_____
Hermione wobbles
suddenly as she feels her magic being drained away; a moment later, she can
sense the wards dropping around the room.
Recalling the location where Harry’s ambush was planned, she quickly
Apparates to the scene.
Tonks goes about
securing the Death Eaters and re-stunning those that look to be coming around.
Narcissa conjures
a stretcher and levitates one unconscious Harry Potter on to it.
Harry stirs for a
moment as Hermione grabs his hand and stays awake only long enough for her to
say to him, “I forgive you Harry, and I accept.”
After all of the
Death Eaters are secured and Portkeyed to the
Ministry of Magic, the group begins the trek back to Hogwarts, still concerned
as Wormtail had not been found.
_____
In the morning,
Harry awakens in the Hospital wing, surrounded by his Thralls and the
Headmaster sitting by his bed, “Good morning Mr. Potter.”
“Good morning
Albus, I take it everything worked out?”
“Indeed it
did. Voldemort is no more. You were right to be concerned about the
school; Wormtail did indeed lead a small band of Death Eater recruits into the
school. However, once they were
sufficiently in the school, a most amazing thing happened, as a professor
approached the group, rather than attack the person, Peter turned his wand on
the five recruits and stunned them all before they could respond. He then surrendered his wand to the
person. Last night, after you had left
my office I summoned the Order to help defend the school; the person to whom
Peter surrendered was none other than Remus Lupin. Peter was subsequently Stunned and he, along
with the others, were restrained. When
Madam Bones this morning came to speak with you I immediately turned the
prisoners over to her. Peter was
revived, and then, without any promises of protection, he confessed to all of
his crimes. Betraying your parents,
framing Sirius, killing Cedric, the whole list; mind this is without
Veritaserum, or anything else to prompt his cooperation. Perhaps in the end, Peter was a Gryffindor
after all. After he was done confessing,
Wormtail asked about his sentence. Madam
Bones has decided that as you are the principal injured party, to leave his
fate in your hands.”
Harry sighs, “I
guess this wraps up everything neatly then.”
“At least as far
as evil wizards are concerned. Now I
believe there is a certain pregnant witch who wishes to speak to you.”
A/N: It’s been fun
folks. Feel free to check out my other
works. Enjoy.
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