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[ 2803 ] Harry Potter
Summary:Luna's cheeks pinked. "Briefly but nothing more than that," she was quick to give Hermione and picked up her cup again to take another sip of the warming liquid.




To Find You Again
By Suseh













Chapter Five














"...He knows I know where you are."

For a moment, Hermione had hoped the words coming from Luna were nothing short of a prank but the look in the blonde’s blue eyes were telling her that she was not playing any sort of games, that this was truth and now her quiet little world would soon come crashing around her ears like glass falling to the ground. She could not fathom how Blaise had managed to gain access to her files. She had put a pretty strong confusion spell upon it but then Blaise was no ordinary wizard either. He had been a smart character while they had been school and perhaps would have been considered Head Boy but Blaise had no interest whatsoever in taking up something that required his time. He preferred the solitaire existence he had led before he had been even a thought in the new professor's head as a candidate. Instead he let Draco, who had been the forerunner for the title, to take the covenant role.

Blaise was also best friends with Draco Malfoy. The two had become close friends during the summer of their sixth. She didn't know what led to such a friendship, only that he had become a permanent fixture at her husband's side and even became his right-hand man when everyone had once thought such roles were given to Crabbe and Goyle. Of course Hermione learned the two bumbling fools were more minions and bodyguards than what Draco deemed an honor to be called his right-handed wizard.

Ron and Harry used to joke with her before she and Draco had anything between them that there was probably something much more between the two. It was weird, according to both boys, not to see one without the other.

"You would think they were joined at the hip," Harry would laugh but Hermione had observed enough to know that the relationship had been purely platonic.

It wasn't until the early stages of their marriage and after the war that she saw the wizard again. He and Draco had lost contact after the war and were trying to re-establish a connection between the two again. It seemed to make her husband happy to have his friend back in his life. After Crabbe's death, Draco had changed slightly becoming much more sullen than she had ever seen him. Although he had continued to stay in touch with Goyle, it still wasn't the same for Draco. The three of them had been together for so long and to lose one of them had taken a piece of Draco from himself. Her husband might not have admitted it at the time (or ever) but he always held a fondness for the two of them.

Hermione shook her head to clear her mind of her thoughts and drew back her attentions once more towards her friend. Clearly Luna seemed worried about this and knew that as Hermione's secret keeper, her safety and that of Rose's could be compromised but Hermione needed to assure Luna that none of this was her fault. After all, how could she had known the links her estranged husband would go through just to find her again?

"Sit down, Luna," Hermione spoke finally gesturing to one of the many sofas in the apartment for her to take. "Would you like some tea to settle your nerves?"

The former Ravenclaw nodded her head as she sank down into the nearest sofa chair and watched Hermione disappear into the kitchen. Luna's fingertips nervously played with the edges of cuffed shirt. She didn't understand how the Gryffindor could be taking this so well when she was panicking. She was afraid for Hermione and Rose and understood that Draco Malfoy would go through the deepest channels of Hell to return Hermione to her place as his wife. It didn't matter whether or not Hermione was willing or not.

It was nothing more than a few moments later that Hermione returned carrying a tray with a pot of freshly made tea and two china cups. She laid the tray down onto the table and picked up the tea pot, tipping it over to pour the hot brown liquid into both cups. Setting the pot back down, she reached for one of them and extended it out towards her friend.

"This should help," Hermione replied and settled herself nicely upon the couch; she quickly organized her papers and placed them on the table behind her. "Forgive me I have had much work to catch up on and most of it needs to be finished before the week is out."

Luna placed her cup down and shook her head. "No, I understand, Hermione. I didn't mean to barge over here as I did and scare you."

"Its fine," assured the former Gryffindor with a warm smile. "I should have known Draco would send out Blaise to search out for my secret keeper. I wouldn't put it past either of them to figure out with neither Ron nor Harry in Britain that it would have to be someone else. Still I must say I am impressed that Blaise would seek you out first. I would have thought that he might have gone after Neville or perhaps other members of the DA unless....there was something between the two of you that I missed during our final year."

Luna's cheeks pinked. "Briefly but nothing more than that," she was quick to give Hermione and picked up her cup again to take another sip of the warming liquid.

Hermione's brow rose for a moment. She had no idea about that but seeing as her friend had no wish to talk about it, she didn't press the matter further. Maybe in the future Luna would give her the sordid details of a failed relationship. Perhaps even the two could commiserate together over it with a bowl of ice cream and a movie.

"It doesn't matter anymore," Hermione replied again. "I remove you from having to keep my location a secret because I will have to seek out Draco sometime soon. Rose needs an operation and I just don't have the funds to afford it. It's in Rose's best interest that Draco knows of her."

At this revelation, Luna's eyes widened. She had no idea that Rose's health was that much in trouble. The little girl had never shown any signs of a deteriorating health before. This must be completely devastating to Hermione. She could only surmise the turmoil the other must be going through having found out her daughter's life hung in the balance by a simple operation and the funds needed to have it done.

"But Hermione Draco is going to be furious with you once he learns he has a daughter!" Luna exclaimed setting her cup back down and looking at her friend with concerned blue eyes. "You know this will be dangerous, don't you? Asking him for money to help Rose? You know he's going to set the rules for giving you the funds. It doesn't matter regardless Rose is his daughter; he's going to make you pay for that."

Hermione thinned her lips together in a grim line. She had considered this a possible. She knew her husband would not give her something like money without wanting something back. She was certain that he would demand access to Rose twenty-four seven and she was prepared to allow it to him. It was unfair to him anyways for having kept their daughter out of his life but she had done it out of necessity (and perhaps a bit of selfish reasoning).

"I am aware of that," came her answer after a brief pause of thought, "but I have no choice in this matter, Luna. Rose's life hangs in the balance and I will do anything for my daughter even if means going into the snake's pit just to get the help needed to save her."

"I can only hope this is the right thing," Luna whispered reaching out to lay a comforting hand on her friends.

"Me too," agreed Hermione softly giving her friend a gentle squeeze.








As Blaise entered Malfoy's office, he found his friend immersed in several folders scattered around him. He knew that Draco's company was overtaking several other businesses within muggle London and could only safely assume that these were the contracts that had been given to him to go over one final time before he would sign them.

"Perhaps having your nose always in work was probably the reason Granger left your sorry ass," Blaise mused aloud, closing the door soundly behind him and causing Draco's head to snap upward. "You know what those muggles are always saying: 'all work and no play make you a dull boy.'"

Draco let out an exasperated sigh and sunk back into the comforts of his leather chair. "I see you are back from your lunch date with Lovegood."

"Of course," Blaise remarked plopping down onto one of the leather chairs occupying the space in front of Draco's wide oak desk, "and I must say she hasn't changed quite a bit."

"I never could quite understand what you saw in Looney Lovegood," Draco remarked with a shake of his head. "What did you learn from her?"

At this, Blaise gave his friend a wide toothy smile. "Enough to know that your wife used her as her Secret Keeper. Lovegood didn't have to tell me as I had already figured it out the moment she started getting nervous. Those not part of any secret keeping have anything to fear but Luna had as she feared she would spill Granger's location."

"I am surprised that she didn't use Potter and the Weasel," Draco admitted. "They had been close during and after the war but I can see the reason as to why Lovegood was of use to her. She knew that I would have sought out Potter and Weasel only to learn I was chasing tail. I would have no reason to suspect Lovegood in the least as both she and Hermione were never close friends."

"I must say your wife is pure genius then to have sought her out for help," Blaise remarked rubbing his index finger across his chin. "She led you on a wild chase which you willingly took."

Draco scowled. "I was trying to find my wife."

"Nevertheless, I will have to find a way to enter into the filing room and detect any spells that would cause me to not seek out the location of Granger's file. I am certain she has placed spells to keep the location of her files from being touched by you. It would be easy for her to come up an ingenious spell to do so. She wasn't the Smartest Witch of our year for nothing but the question I pose: how did you get her? I can understand the Malfoys in need of needing someone gain back the respect lost for their part of the war, but I always thought it would be someone of our pedigree. How it was my surprise to find you married to a muggleborn witch and a war heroine to boot."

"Our relationship was volatile in the beginning as it always had been but something changed," Draco said thoughtfully. "I don't remember how things changed between us only that I wanted her and I would stop at nothing to have her. I would even betray my beliefs for her."

Blaise said nothing for a moment, drinking in what his friend had said. It wasn't hard to believe him as in the end, he had taken what he had wanted.

"But how do we gain access to those files? Lovegood isn't going to just going hand me over the keys and allow me to roam freely within the vault," Blaise pointed out fixing her hazel eyes upon his friend again.

"Well then I do believe it's time I talk to Father," Draco announced firmly.







Rose Granger watched in awe as her favorite doll levitated from the ground and moved across the room to settle near by. Ever since she had been three, she had experienced bursts of uncontrolled magic. It was once an explosion of her mother's favorite crystal vase to the appearance of a favorite treat floating in the air. Her mother had been proud of her magical abilities but also worried that the world outside - the muggles - would not be so accepting of her abilities and thus she had to learn to curb her desire to use them.

Her mother had spent months teaching her how to control her wandless abilities and Rose Marie Granger was a quick learner. She could summon things quietly without detections. She had learned that several times when she had managed to summon a box of cookies from the kitchen without notice from either her own mother or from her favorite babysitter, Aunt Bea.

"Mummy," Rose addressed one evening during dinner. Her winter blue eyes focused squarely upon the woman sitting across from her, "when will I get a wand?"

Hermione paused to finish chewing her food before answering, "Not until you turn eleven."

It took Rose a few more prodding questions before she learned that eleven was the magical age for children to gain their first wand and taste of the magical world. It would also be the time for her to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the same school her mother attended.

Had her father too?

Rose knew nothing of the man. There had been no pictures in the house of him and her mother never made a single mention of him. If she did, it had been whenever she had been sent out of the room and to her own. Some of her mom's magical friends whom came to visit never spoke of him either. This led the little girl to the conclusion that her father - whomever he was - had possibly died during the war or was a muggle and knew nothing of her mother's ability.

Or had he and thus the reason behind his absence in her life? Had he rejected her mother because she was different from the muggle women? Could he felt threatened by the possibility of a magical child?

Rose was sure she would never find the answer out to the questions. She had never broached the subject of her father because she always felt that it would sadden her mother greatly and perhaps for the time being, it was best she knew nothing of him for the moment.

Turning her attentions to the doll that had landed across the room, Rose from her place upon the floor and towards the doll. Although the doll had landed exactly where she had wanted it to, she still needed to prefect her magic more and she was certain she would learn it in time. There were more important matters at hand for her.

Her life, for one, was deteriorating. Her heart needed an operation soon in order to prolong her life and correct whatever problems it was causing within her tiny body. Her mother had spoken of this to her, explaining what the operation would entail and what sort of possible recovery would be needed. Rose was, in truth, scared. Her mother had assured her that everything would be all right and she would come out of the operation like a true Granger but she had seen the fear and worry in the dark depths of her mother's warm chocolate eyes. Her mother was only doing her best to assure her that she would be okay even if it meant concealing her own fears but it hadn't. Rose was worried that she would not come out of the operation but she would go through the operation if it saved her in some way.

"Rose! Rose!” Her mother's called out to her from the other room and broke through the young girl's reverie.

"Yes Mum?" She answered back loudly and drew her attention towards the opened bedroom door as if waiting for her mother to appear in the middle of the door frame.

"Dinner, luv!"

Heading towards the door, Rose paused for a moment to levitate her favorite bear into her arms and hugged it closely.

"Come along, Teddy, Mummy has dinner ready for us."
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Author's Note: My deepest apologizes for this arriving late and this being a bit short. I had been working on it since the end of May and I had hoped to have it out during the middle of the month. Unfortunately real life has kept me from doing so. I have started working on the next chapter but there isn't a set time frame in mind for it's release. All I continue to ask is that you have patience.

I do wish to thank all of my reviewers and those who have placed this story on their favorites and alerts for their continued support.

Most importantly I want to thank my French translator the most. Without her small prodding, these would not be getting out as they have been. So all thanks should go directly to her. :D!

Also the confrontation between Draco and Hermione is coming soon. x) Don't look for it to be pretty because neither of them have any intentions of bowing down to the other. And soon there will be a clearer explanation of Hermione leaving Draco.