Story: War
Chapter: 18
Rating of Chapter: R
My other Fics: Stress, Wake Me From This Nightmare, Psychokinesis, Forlorn
Beta: Cheryl
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The only things I own are the plot, any characters, spells etc that you do not recognize.
Author Notes: Continuing exactly where we left off, we get a return of Draco, and one of Voldemort's plans revealed. Any important translations are marked with a **.
Chapter 18: Double-Cross-Bones
Harry continued to stare deeply into his girlfriend's eyes as she looked thoughtfully at him. Felipe being attacked was a puzzle to Harry; he could hardly blame anybody for doing it but who would?
"Harry, I want to believe that you're innocent, I really do. It's just, who else would have motive to do this?" Hermione asked, looking at her bewildered boyfriend.
"Hermione I didn't attack him, the filthy rat's lying!" he snapped, his face turning red in anger.
They proceeded to glare at each other for a few moments before Neville interrupted their thoughts. "Guys, did you hear?" he shouted breathlessly, galloping towards them.
"Hear what?" Harry asked with concern as he noticed the disturbed expression calved into the boy's face.
"There's been a breakout from Azkaban, all of the Death Eaters have escaped!" he gasped, glancing at Hermione and Harry, who exchanged worried glances.
"How did it happen?" Harry questioned as calmly as possible, the timing of this breakout was certainly going to lower his chances of beating Voldemort.
"The Dementor's allowed the prisoners to walk away." Harry let out a frustrated sigh and began pacing the corridor anxiously. "It gets worse," continued Neville, hardly daring to meet eyes with Harry. "The Dementor's left with them."
*
The school was clogged with fear and anxiety amongst the students after hearing news of the breakout. Hermione returned to the Prefect Common Room to collect some books for her studies. Once she entered the room she remembered Felipe was there as she saw him lying on the sofa, looking a little panic-stricken. "Are you okay?" she asked with a little bit of frustration in her tone.
Oui, I wuz scared dat it wuz "arry." Felipe looked up at her and let out an exaggerated groan before rolling over on his side. "Wut is dat?" he asked, pointing to something below the armchair. Hermione walked over to where Felipe was pointing and bent down to have a look.
"There's nothing there," she stated as she began to get to her feet. Felipe sharply withdrew a small container from his pocket and flicked the contents over Hermione's head. She coughed frantically for a few seconds before eyeing him seductively. "Has anybody ever told you how handsome you are?" she said, sitting down next to him.
"Vhy don't you show me," he responded, his black eyes shining in victory. "Kiss me, mon cher." Hermione leant in and kissed him hard on the mouth, he draped his arms over her shoulders and pulled her down on top of him, their lips still touching.
Harry crashed the door open and stared at them in shock. "Hey!" he shouted, marching over to them. "What the fuck is this?" he shouted, his stare cutting a hole through Hermione and Felipe.
"Please Harry, wasn't it obvious? I never loved you, it's always been Felipe." She placed another kiss on his lips before Harry grabbed her by the arm, a tingling sensation vibrating through her body.
She looked down at Felipe and then up at Harry, confusion written all over her face. "What the, what am I doing here, with you?" she said, her eyes meeting Felipe's. He held up his hands in protest.
"You kissed moi, Hermie."
"Hermie?" she snapped. He grinned at her and stood up, shooting them both a quick glance. Harry had never felt so much rage within him, even when facing off to Voldemort, and this time he was going to let it out. He flung a right hand at Felipe who managed to avoid it by falling over the back of the sofa. He dashed towards the door, Harry making a dive towards him with an outstretched arm. Felipe stumbled to thee ground, muttering a brief spell. "Poisolova!" Purple mist erupted from the wand, causing Harry to stumble back, the only sound he could hear were Hermione's screams. Felipe made it out of the door, leaving Harry on the ground.
Hermione rushed over to Harry and placed an arm under his neck. His face was pale and she could see his tongue was purple. "No!" she muttered. "Hang in there Harry, you can make it." She knew now that Felipe had faked his injuries and poisoned the man she loved at the same time. She tried to pick Harry up to take him to the hospital wing but he was too heavy, luckily Ron appeared at the open doorway.
"Bloody hell, what happened?" he exclaimed whilst approaching Harry and Hermione.
"He's been poisoned, help me get him to the hospital wing," she muttered with a few loose tears developing in her eyes. Ron grabbed one arm and Hermione grabbed the other as they dragged Harry to the hospital wing.
*
Felipe continued to run away from Harry, his steps leading him out of the castle and towards a quiet area, which was always deserted. Well, apart from the person he would be meeting there. It was dark and shaded, blocking much view around him. "Papa," he shouted, looking nervously around the quiet grounds. He jumped when the sound of a branch snapping caught his attention, as he turned around a fist clattered on the back of his head, sending him to the ground. He looked up in terror at the attacker and tried to crawl away, but was stopped when the man grabbed a hold of his ankle.
"Me permettre de va s'il vous plaît." *Please let me go*
"No," the voice came from the male who was now coming into vision. "It's time you got the beating you deserve," he hissed. The individual was none other than Draco Malfoy, a look of malcontent appearing on his face. His boot met the ribs of Felipe three times, before he dragged him to his feet, grabbing him by the neck. "Come here to meet your father? That's not going to happen, because he's all tied right up now."
"Why are you doing dis to moi?" Felipe pleaded, before receiving a punch across the face.
"Why? You're dear papa murdered my grandfather, that's why." answered Draco with a clear tone of vengeance in his seemingly calm voice. He tossed Felipe against a stone wall, his body collapsing against it. Draco drew out his wand and pointed it at the chest of Felipe. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?"
*
Hermione sat with Ron next to Harry, who was still asleep. Madam Pomfrey was confident that she could heal Harry, and she had fed him a small potion that should do the trick. Hermione's thoughts were filled with Felipe, why would he do this? She had been such a fool, thinking he was really hurt. Harry was right, he was a rat, and he was a liar. She only hoped that somewhere he would be getting the punishment he deserved.
[Lyrics - Sugarcult - Killing Me]
It's killing me!
Gently, silently, I'm dying inside
Gently, silently, I'm dying inside
I hear it in your voice on the telephone
You're so good at playing stable when you're all alone
And it's over, over, so over
It's killing me!
Gently, silently, I'm dying inside
Gently, silently, I'm dying inside
I'm down and out (down and out)
I'm drowning now (drowning now)
I'm falling down (falling down)
I'm upside down...
"It'll be okay Hermione," Ron said, trying to comfort her as much as he could. "Harry's strong, and Madam Pomfrey's the best med-witch around." This brought a smile to Hermione's face as she laid her head on Ron's chest as his arm draped over her neck.
"Thanks Ron." She stayed quiet for a moment before sitting up. "How are things with you and Susan?" she looked at him as he hung his head low, a hint of red on his cheeks.
"Pretty well, I kinda like her." Hermione started laughing softly and patted him on the back.
"It's okay to like somebody you know? Susan seems really nice, besides, I talked to her a while ago when I was studying with her, she really likes you."
"Hermione!" Ron pleaded, his face now flushed with embarrassment as he held it a little higher.
"Sorry," apologised Hermione, with a smile on her face.
*
Draco still had his wand pointed at Felipe, who was holding his head while lying on the ground, he pulled his hands from the back of his head and the dark blood ran between his fingers. "So who's going to save you now?" Draco taunted. "I found your father lurking around here in one of his latest disguises. I have to give him credit, posing as a BDMS was a great idea; I mean it wasn't obvious was it? I've been watching you for the past week; I know you've been meeting him here. So what's your next plan? Or should I say, who's your next target?"
"Impedimenta!" the shout came from behind, stunning Draco to the ground before he could react, his wand falling beside him. Felipe smirked as he watched Susan Bones' outstretched arm lingering in the air, wand in hand.
She hurried over to him and knelt down at his side. "Are you ok?" she asked, glancing at the blood on his hands. Felipe nodded and pulled himself up.
"Oui, I am fine. Merci."
"It's okay, we are a team aren't we?" she asked. Felipe reluctantly nodded, but it grew more confident as the nod drew on.
"But of course. We will wurk togeder to…as you say, destroy `Arry and Hermione."
Susan stared into his eyes. "That isn't the reason I freed Rita though, I did that to secure my position in the Ministry when I finish school." Felipe smiled and leant in to kiss her on the lips, but she turned away. Sorry…but I do like Ron Weasley its just his friends I dislike." An evil smile developed on Felipe's arrogant face.
"Very well, now lets free mon papa?" They walked over to the furthest corner of the area where Felipe's father was tied up and gagged at the mouth. Felipe tore the cloth from his mouth and produced a brief spell to destroy the ropes. "Vous pouvez utiliser une clef de port pour recevoir la maison." *You can use a Portkey to get home.*
*
Harry slowly began to wake. A tiny speck of light filtered though as he attempted to open his eyes. Harry's head was throbbing; he decided to keep his eyes closed. "Harry?" gently said Hermione as she noticed Harry stirring. Harry blinked twice and stared blankly at the all too familiar dull painted ceiling of the hospital wing. Hermione placed a hand on his covers the pressure of her hand gave him comfort. Harry moved his head slightly to see both Hermione and Ron looking anxiously back at him.
"What happened?" he asked.
"You were poisoned, by Felipe," responded Hermione cautiously. Hoping not to make him angry again.
"I told you he was nothing but trouble, I could sense it." Harry replied, his eyes locking with his girlfriends.
"Where did he go anyway?" Ron asked. Hermione shrugged.
"Anyway," she began, changing the subject. "How are you?"
"Fine," Harry said, sitting up straighter. "Obviously I couldn't remember exactly what had happened, but I remember you kissing Felipe." Hermione turned red while Ron laughed out loud.
"I can't believe it, you kissed him!" Ron laughed loudly until Hermione stamped down on his toes, causing him to limp.
"I didn't know what I was doing, I'm sure I felt some dust float over me."
"Potion?" suggested Ron. Harry nodded and bit his lip thoughtfully; you could have though he was imitating Hermione.
"Maybe you're onto something Ron…Hermione, when did you realise what you were doing?" Hermione thought back for a second or two.
"When you touched me, that must have broken the spell."
"But why would he go that far?" Ron questioned, glancing at his friends. Harry raised his eyebrows.
"I think we can safely say the guy's obsessed," he said, a grin on his face.
Author Notes: Ooh, a few surprises there. I enjoyed writing Felipe's beating, I hate him. He is going to be a character full of surprises, he has rather a dark past and he has his reasons for wanting Hermione.