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Atonement	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 16694 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Her apartment was in a shambles. The tables were upturned, books were scattered everywhere, and wallpaper was peeling off the walls. A struggled sob escaped her lips as she clutched onto Lucius' arm.
His eyes were sharp as he looked around the ruined room. He lingered in the doorway for a moment, before turning towards Hermione. "Send a Patronus to Potter."
Hermione nodded, her lower lip trembling. She hadn't realized she was crying until Lucius reached down and wiped away one of her tears.
"Stay here, Hermione," he commanded, before turning around. Holding his wand high, Lucius made his way into her apartment. He disappeared down one of the hallways, out of Hermione's sight.
Taking in a ragged breath, Hermione quickly pulled out her wand. "Expecto Patronum," she said shakily, disappointment seeping through her when only an insignificant mist appeared. Closing her eyes, she tried to think of something happy.
Her thoughts drifted towards the kisses she had shared with Lucius, and warmth spread throughout her. "Expecto Patronum!" she repeated more firmly. Her silver otter burst forward, hovering before her. "Harry, my apartment's been broken into! Come quickly, and bring the Aurors!" Her otter swam around her for a moment, before taking off quickly.
There was a crash from inside her apartment.
"Lucius!" Hermione cried, rushing after him. She ran around the corner and found Lucius on the floor struggling with a black clad figure. Without thinking, she pointed her wand and shouted "Stupefy!"
The two of them rolled on the floor, missing the curse by inches, but her voice had gained their attention.
The intruder brought his hand forward, hitting Lucius square in the jaw. Momentarily distracted, Lucius wasn't able to block the punch sent his way.
"Stupefy!" Hermione shouted again as the trespasser stood and made their way towards her. She stumbled backwards, firing another curse, but they dodged it again.
Panicking, Hermione turned and ran towards the living room. Something hot flashed across her shoulder, causing her to cry out. She tripped over a lamp, falling to the floor. Flipping herself over, she nervously stared at the figure bearing down on her.
"What do you want?" she tried to ask bravely.
The figure chuckled. "There's a lot we want," he replied before lunging at her.
Hermione screamed, her hands coming up to shield her face, but the pain never came. Opening her eyes, she saw Lucius and the intruder duelling. She watched, momentarily dazed by the swiftness and ferocity that Lucius dueled with.
Quickly getting to her feet, Hermione pointed her wand and started shooting off spells. Her brow quickly shone with sweat as she moved about. Flashbacks of the war came back… she was fighting for her life.
The three of them dueled, the intruder alternating between Hermione and Lucius.
There was a loud crack, and Hermione heard someone shout. Before she could turn to see who it was, though, there was a bright blue flash and smoke filled the room.
Hermione stumbled backwards, falling to the ground. She landed with a thud.
"Hermione!"
Slowly, she sat up, blinking her eyes a few times. "Lucius?" she called out, reaching towards the smoke in front of her.
A hand grasped hers.
"Lumos."
She let out a small breath of relief when she saw Lucius' face peering down at her. He gently cupped her face, brushing some dirt away. "Are you all right?"
Hermione nodded shakily, allowing him to help her to her feet. He tightened his arms around her, and she leaned into his chest.
"Evanesco," another voice called out.
The smoke cleared, revealing Harry and a few other Aurors in the doorway. Harry had a worried expression on his face as he took in the room's appearance. His eyes landed on Hermione, and a strangled gasp escaped his lips.
Hermione left Lucius' embrace and ran towards Harry. She threw her arms around him, sobbing. He held her tightly as he motioned to the other Aurors, telling them to move in.
"Are you all right?" he asked worriedly, taking in her torn appearance.
"I'm fine now, Harry, but I…" she lost her trail of thought as Lucius walked towards them. He had a split lip, with speckles of dried blood on his face.
Hermione allowed him to tell Harry and the others what had happened. She listened quietly; still unsure as to why someone had broken into her home and attacked her.
"There was a moment when I was unconscious," Lucius said as he added, "I am not sure what took place during those moments."
Hermione wet her lips. "Well, the intruder approached me, and we moved into the living room. I asked what he wanted, and he replied 'there's a lot we want.' He answered in the plural sense, so it gives me the impression that he's working with someone else."
Harry scribbled that down into his notepad. "Have you had any hints or warnings that something like this would happen? Any threats?"
Hermione shook her head. "I don't know who would do something like this, Harry. I don't have any enemies."
Lucius let out an uncharacteristic snort.
Are the two of them really that narrow-minded?
Hermione and Harry both sent him a look. "Mr Malfoy?"
He arched his eyebrows at them. "I'm rather surprised the two of you are seriously pondering this question."
They both looked at him quizzically.
Lucius sighed. "You are both the reason the Dark Lord fell. You have more enemies than you realize."
Hermione's eyes widened as she took in what he was saying. "Lucius, do you think that was a Death Eater?"
He nodded curtly as he said, "Not one that I know personally, but based on his fighting style, he was most likely someone from the lower ranks."
"But do you think he'd be working with other Death Eaters?" Harry asked, glancing up from his notebook.
Lucius shrugged. "I'm not sure. I suggest, Potter, stationing some men undercover in Knockturn Alley to see what you can find out."
Harry nodded, sighing. "Hermione," he looked around the room, "there's no way you can stay here anymore if someone breached your wards so easily."
"But-" she started to protest, but Harry sent her a stern look.
"I agree with Potter, Hermione. It's far too dangerous. You can stay at the Manor until this whole mess is sorted out." Lucius gently placed his hand on her lower back.
She felt her cheeks grow hot. "I don't need a babysitter!" she protested, sending each of them a glare.
"I never said you did," Lucius replied, amusement in his eyes.
Harry sighed, running his hand through his messy black hair. "It's only because we care about you, and want you to be safe."
Lucius' grey eyes met hers, and they stared at each other for a moment. Eventually, Hermione let out a sigh. "You're not going to let me refuse, are you?"
Lucius chuckled. "Of course not."
She sighed dramatically. "All right, I'll stay at the Manor with you."
"Wonderful. You can collect your things and leave, Hermione. I don't need to ask any more questions," Harry finished, going back into Auror mode.
Hermione gave him a quick hug and muttered a, "thank you." She disappeared into her bedroom to get some clothes.
"Are you worried?" Harry asked, casting a glance towards the elder Malfoy.
Lucius nodded stiffly. "It seems the war isn't as over as we had thought."
Harry was quiet for a moment, lost in his own thoughts. "Will you watch out for her?" he asked softly, knowing that Lucius would say yes. It'd be easier for him to find the perpetrator if he knew Hermione was safe.
Lucius nodded.
Hermione reappeared a few moments later, her familiar bag in her hands. "Got everything I need," she said, turning to Lucius.
"Come, I'll Apparate us to the Manor. Goodbye, Potter."
"Bye, Harry!" Hermione said, giving him a smile as Lucius placed his arm around her waist. Holding her closely, the two of them Apparated with a pop.
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