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Redemption	By : triz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 11489 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5

While her companions handcuffed and dragged the guards and warden in a far away cell, Minerva stood outside Hermione’s cell, holding onto the bars, as she watched her through teary eyes. She felt very guilt stricken, seeing her once favorite and most prized student broken and sobbing on Lucius’ lap. Not only was she unrecognizable, but she feared that Hermione didn’t recognize any of them.

Being sentenced in Azkaban was bad enough. But getting raped over and over again by the people that ran it, made the word ‘bad’ seem so miniscule. It even seemed like the Dementor’s Kiss didn’t compare.

Minerva was still having a hard time swallowing the truth. Part of her was trying to deny it as best as she could, hoping that this was all just a bad dream, but it wasn’t. She kept her eyes on Hermione, who seemed completely broken. It was as real as things could get—a living nightmare for Hermione.

“A set of new guards will be arriving soon, and Arthur has agreed to become the warden temporarily until a permanent replacement can be found,” Severus informed Minerva softly as he returned and stood next to her. “Warden Darren and his guards will be tried as soon as possible. Kingsley has put it at the top of the courts schedules himself, and has decided to take care of it personally without the Wizengamot High Courts. He has also decided to keep things as private as he can, not wanting too many people finding out for Granger’s sake.”

“I couldn’t agree more with his plans,” Minerva said. “Merlin knows what the press will print of her again if they knew the entire truth. They destroyed her five years ago. Then again, it’s our fault.”

Severus didn’t say anything, and just frowned at the sight before him.

Never had he imagined Lucius Malfoy to be so caring, much less with Hermione Granger. Even during the days when he was called to revels, he saw the both of them in Voldemort’s layer, and noticed that they never seemed to see eye to eye. Lucius was jealous that she had won over Voldemort’s trust so easily, unlike his son.

The man in front of him wasn’t the same man he knew. Lucius Malfoy was a different man altogether.

With her back facing the prison bars, Lucius rocked Hermione against him as she sat across his lap. She was holding him tightly across his neck, with her face buried in its crook as she continued to sob.

“It’s alright, Hermione,” he said softly in her ear. “Everything’s okay now. I promise you that they can’t hurt you anymore. You’re safe now. Surely you remember Professor Snape and Headmistress McGonagall? They’ve come here to get you and take you home.”

“No!” Hermione muffle against his skin. She held onto him as tight as she could, not wanting to let go. There was nowhere else she wanted to be but with Lucius. He made her feel safe, and for her, he was the definition of safe. No one else, nothing else, mattered.

Lucius knew that he had to calm Hermione down. Her emotional state was very high, since she had just seen the rapists. He presumed that calming her was the only way for her to see things clearly, and eventually walk out later on. “Headmistress McGonagall brought you a few things she thought you would need,” he told her as he opened the bag next to him. He pulled out the sandwich and water bottle, showing it to her. “It’s tuna I think.”

Hermione pulled away, and hiccupped as she looked at the sandwich that had just had its tissue wrapping unwrapped. It looked very tempting, and for the first time in five years, she was starting to salivate. She reached out for it, bringing it to her mouth, taking a little bite out of the edge.

Lucius gave her a small smile as he watched her start to nibble on her food. Thankfully, she didn’t lose her appetite. He knew her body well enough over the years, and compared to before, she was skinny bordering on dreadfully skinny, needing to gain her weight back.

When Hermione was done with half of the sandwich, she offered it to Lucius placing it against his lips.

“It’s yours, Hermione,” he said shaking his head as he gently pushed the sandwich back towards her.

Hermione shook her head as her eyes slightly narrowed at him. Again, she placed it against his lips, a little harder than earlier.

“Very well then,” Lucius said, taking it in his hand. He could tell that she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “Thank you.” But just before he took the first bite, he handed her the already open bottle of water, allowing her to drink.

Hermione drank the water, and never felt something so refreshing and cool in the longest time. And just like her sandwich, she left half of it for him.

“I don’t remember ever imagining us eating a tuna sandwich with our little game,” Lucius said, as he held Hermione, who was snuggling against his bare chest. He knew he had to treasure this moment for it was the last time he was going to hold her in such a manner. Fearing that it would probably also be the last time he was ever going to see her.

“Hamptons,” Hermione murmured softly, laying her head on his shoulder.

“Ah yes,” Lucius remembered. “They were accompanied by some lobster rolls, which by the way, I liked better.”

With a finger, she touched the small amount of chest hair at the center of his chest, drawing patterns on it. Deep in thought, she could only ask herself if what he said was true. Was it really all over?

Lucius looked over Hermione’s head, and saw five pairs of eyes staring at them. She had already calmed down, and he knew that it was time. “We have to get you into fresh clean clothes,” he said, sliding her off his lap. “And then, you’ll be all set to go.”

“No!” Hermione exclaimed as she threw herself at him, holding him around his neck. Once again, she was all emotional as she started to cry.

“Hermione!” Lucius said as pushed at her a bit, and cupped her face in his hands. Upon seeing her tears, he felt his chest tighten. They always had that effect on him. “Minerva found Albus’ letter, informing everyone that you were a double spy. You’re innocent. You’re free. You don’t belong here. You never have.”

“You come,” she sobbed.

Lucius shook his head. “No, Hermione. This is where I belong, at least for the next fifty years or so. Live your life. Live it like you intended to, and be happy.”

“No! No!” Again, she buried her face into his neck. Didn’t he understand? He was her life. It was him that made her happy, and only him.

Lucius didn’t fight his tears, allowing them to fall. His chest hurt like nothing before. “Listen…” he croaked next to her ear, as his arms looped around her, careful not to touch the wounds on her back. “What we shared is something special, and I will always be thankful for it. Who knows, maybe by the time I’ll get out of here, we’ll meet again, and I’ll see your happy family—grandchildren and all. Live your life, be happy, and never come back here.”

“No! Please, Lucius! No!” There was a pain beneath her chest, and it was one of the most unbearable pains she had ever felt.

After giving her one final hard kiss on her cheek, Lucius knew it was best to get her off him and out that very second. Never mind about her clothes. If he held onto her any longer, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to let her go. “Take her!” he said aloud.

Everyone that stood outside the cell, watched in amazement, not willing to break such a moment. Minerva already had broken into silent sobs, as Arthur, Remus, and Kingsley were all teary. Severus’ face on the other hand softened, not having its usual impassiveness.

“Lupin!” Lucius said louder, calling him to take her as he started to pry Hermione’s arms off his neck.

Immediately, Remus went to them, taking off his outer robes so as to wrap Hermione in them. When he got to her, he hesitantly picked her up, and held onto her tightly as she tried to fight him off, and kept a hold on the other man.

It all seemed to happen in slow motion. Hermione watched her fingers slip away from Lucius’ and cried out his name as loud as she could. She continued to struggle against the strong arms that kept its hold on her as she was being carried away. “No! No! No! Lucius!”

Lucius hung his head low, not being able to watch her go away. Letting her go was the hardest thing he had to do in his entire life.

Severus stepped into the cell as he was left alone, letting the others bring Hermione to St. Mungo’s. He was to follow them in a short while. “You’re in love with her aren’t you?” he frowned as he questioned Lucius.

As he slowly stood on his feet, Lucius looked directly at him, not ashamed to show his tears. “You should tell the healers that Hermione has been pregnant three times. Twice, they beat her so that she miscarried. Once, they actually used a hanger to pull the fetus out, which made her almost bleed to death. She also suffered from a few broken ribs and concussions.” He said nothing more, and allowed himself to be handcuffed and escorted back to his own cell by a new guard.

As Severus watched the blond wizard walk away, he knew exactly what the answer to his question was.

AN – The tears… I’m a crying mess now… Review!
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