Letters
Dear Theo,
Blaise wrote to tell us that you were at his place. I don’t really know where to start. Yes, I do. I was very upset when you left. Blaise said his mother advised that honesty is what you need, even if it may not be what you want to hear. I have very mixed feelings about that advice. I love you so much, and don’t want you to be hurt by my words. But Mrs. Zabini is the expert so here goes.
I don’t want to make you feel bad, upset or guilty. I was really lost, hurt and angry when you left us. Well not all at once. The day you left, I came home to talk, to let you explain yourself and in turn explain what I was feeling. But you left. To say I was hurt doesn’t adequately describe how I felt. I thought you left because I got pregnant. I thought you left because you didn’t want me. Didn’t want the baby. Didn’t want our family. I was sure that I had ruined what you and Draco have.
Then, well then, I felt lost. Poor Draco, he didn’t know what to do with me. I spent two whole days in bed. I cried, slept, held onto him and cried some more. I only got out of bed to use the loo. He forced me to eat and drink. He was very patient with me, caring and loving. He kept telling me repeatedly, that you love us and that you would be back. I’m not sure if I actually believed his words or if I just let them hold me to reality enough that I didn’t give up.
Well, that brings us to angry. This stage only lasted a couple hours, but I was pretty thorough in venting my rage. You no longer have your favorite robe. You will need all new vials in your lab. I set fire to your broom and also blew up your favorite reading chair and burned the pieces with the broom, so that you couldn’t magically repair either. Oh, and the strawberry jam I made you, I fed four of the twelve jars to the flying horses. It seems they have a sweet tooth. I was so angry Draco had to drag me into a cold shower, fully clothed to calm me down. If you had come home in that two-hour window I could say with certainty that this child I’m carrying would probably be your only shot at an heir. Since I most likely would have hexed your bullocks off.
I’ve since calmed down and regained rational thought and have reigned in my emotions. I know why you left. I know where you went. I know why you went there. I get it. I want you to find whatever closure and peace you need. Then Theodore Nott you come home to us. We need you. We love you.
Tell Blaise thank you.
I love you with all that I am.
Always yours Hermione
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Theo,
Hey Baby, Blaise let us know you’re with him. Not going to lie to you, I really am pissed that you left the way you did. Scared the fuck out of me. Scared the fuck out of our girl. She had a rough weekend. Since you’re trying to deal with the truths of your past, you might as well face the truths of your present. Our witch was a fucking mess. I had to hold her all weekend, she cried when she was awake and called your name in her sleep. I had to force her to eat, drink, shower dress and sleep. Then she destroy some of your shit so…
Mopsy is banned from the manor. I can’t look at her and accept that she betrayed us. Mum is upset she’s gone, but I know she’s with Tulip at Dromeda’s. I know that she was abiding by your wishes. As one of the Masters in this home, she was following your orders. I don’t care. Hermione was a gods dammed mess. Mopsy watched her fall apart. Mum wants me to forgive her, and when Hermione finds out that I kicked her out, I’m sure she will lose her shit on me. But right now, right now I can’t stand to look at her. But when those witches want something neither of them stops until they get it, so I probably will allow her back into the manor eventually.
Anyway, please take care of yourself. I miss the fuck out of you. Our home is not right without you. Please Baby. We need you. We love you. I fucking love you so much. Tell that wanker Blaise thank you. Be a good boy and do what you need to do and get home to us.
I love you. Always Dra
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Kitten,
I’m sorry I left the way I did. I didn’t mean to scare you. I am so ashamed of what I almost did. It’s not an excuse, but I was so fucking scared that you would be hurt carrying my child. I couldn’t stand it if you were hurt because of me. And yet that is exactly what happened. I hurt you. Please don’t hate me. Please Kitten. I love you so much. I want to be the type of man you will be proud of. The type of father our child wants to be with. I am working with Arianna and trying to sort my shit out. Please don’t give up on me. Please forgive my cowardice. I truly am happy that you are pregnant. I just need to not be terrified that you’ll be hurt because of it.
I will write soon. I love you Kitten.
Yours always, T.
PS. Be a good girl for Draco and take care of yourself.
Draco,
Well, I’m finally getting the help you have always wanted me to get. I’m sorry that I skived out on you the way I did. I just couldn’t take her silence any longer. It was like a shroud of disappointment over us. I know you of all people know how much I love her. How terrified I am that she will be hurt because of me. How fucking unworthy I am to have the happiness that you both give me.
Arianna and I meet three times a day. She has me journaling and meditating and it’s all very very fucking intense. I told her I don’t care what I have to go through I need to fix my shit and get back to you both as soon as possible. She has informed me that one of the downfalls of the type of intense treatment I’m asking for is the emotions I’m going to be experiencing. She said I’m going to be reliving a lot of intense memories and experiences, and I don’t think she was really on board with it, but I insisted.
Between you and I, I’m fucking terrified of what I may discover, but Blaise has agreed to be by my side. He knows most of my history from stories and what he personally witnessed of my humiliations when we were boys. I wish it could be you here. But I have peace knowing you are with our witch. Please take care of her and don’t let her give up on me.
I love you. Always yours,
T.
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My Love,
You have been gone a week. I got your letter. I want you to know that I forgive you for what you tried to do. I now know that you were scared. While I still don’t condone your attempted deception, I do understand it. I just wish you would have talked to me and Draco. Our babies are inside me just as they were meant to be. Magic saw to it and I believe our magic will protect me and our babies. Just like I believe it will protect and help you on your journey.
I miss you so much. I wear your shirt to bed and put your pillows next to me, Draco calls it my Theo nest, but it’s the only way I can sleep. I hope you are sleeping. I am trying to be brave, but I’m so worried about you facing your demons without us. Draco said Blaise is there with you. I’m so very grateful for him. I told Draco he should come and be with you, it was not a topic he wanted to discuss. I think he wants to be there but feels obligated to be with me so he shut me down right away.
He still hasn’t let Mopsy back into the manor. Narcissa is upset with his treatment of the little elf. We have both told him that she was only looking out for you, but he doesn’t want to hear it yet. I will keep working on him.
Please take care of yourself. If you need us to come to you, you only need to ask. You are my wizard Theo and I will stand beside you and help battle all your demons.
I love you. Yours always,
Hermione
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T.
Our girl is doing better. She has an appointment at the clinic next week. She sleeps in your shirt, and put’s pillows on your side of the bed. She literally makes a nest every night. We both say goodnight to you every night. I still have to hold her tight, and she still calls your name out in her sleep.
On a different note, our witch has stated that she does NOT want to celebrate her birthday until we are all together, but I’m not supposed to tell you. Of course I get it, I just had to tell you because of our gift. I didn’t want you to assume I presented it to her. Not that I would do that, it was really your idea, your grand gesture. I’ve also postponed her party, even though she didn’t know about it, I know she would not want to celebrate without you. I think we will just have a nice dinner here.
I think about you everyday, all day, every night, all night. I love you.
D.
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D & H
I am sending one letter to you both. It’s been a long couple of days. Arianna believes I am close to a breakthrough but she is expecting it to get bad before I get there. I’m not sure how many more ‘breakthroughs’ I can take. I have remembered so much. I can’t believe so much was buried in my mind. Arianna said the terrible memories and experiences were hidden by my mind and magic, in an attempt to protect me. Blaise is with me all the time. I can tell he’s worried. I know he thought he knew the worst of it, but from his expressions and solemn demeanor I will venture to say he didn’t know the depths of my father’s depravity.
I’m so tired. I don’t know if I’ll be able to write for a little while but please send me your letters. Don’t forget about me. I need your words, I need to know what you are both doing. I need to remember we have a life. The three of us. We have a life together. We have a family in the three of us and the life growing inside my beautiful witch.
Fuck, I love you both.
Love T.
PS. Hermione I’m sorry that I will not be there for your birthday, but please let Draco spoil you. Celebrate with him.
Draco spoil our girl.
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Theo,
I had my check up at the clinic, Dr. Attwood and Healer James said the babies are doing well. The magical diagnostic indicated that I am healthy. Dr. Attwood fussed that I looked tired, but it’s normal during the first trimester to be tired. That should lessen the further along I get. Draco is saving his memories from the visit, so you can use the pensieve.
I’m helping Professor Amordeus, he has asked me to work on a project with him. He teaches Magical and Muggle Shared History. We are going to be taking small groups of students into muggle parts of the city. It should be very exciting and eye opening for them.
I know you said Arianna and you were delving deep into your memories, please listen to her. If she wants you to slow down and take your time remembering the nightmares of your past. Please Theo, please listen to her. We are fine. I know you want to be back here, but we can endure and be patient as long as it helps you.
Please know, I wish I could be with you. I wish I could be there to hold your hand and help you fight every demon you are facing. If you ask I will be by your side as fast as magic will allow.
Love yours, Hermione
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Hermione,
I miss you baby. How are your feeling? It’s been three weeks and my arms ache for you. My body craves you. I’m sorry if this letter is a little more intimate. But I fucking woke up covered in my own seed. I dreamed I was devouring your delicious cunt. Lapping every fucking drop of your honey. I am so gods dammed horny. Arianna has me meditating every night before bed. Since my sessions have been very intense lately, she wants me to focus on positive thoughts before bed. I can’t think of anything more positive than the way your cunt tastes or feels. Except for maybe Draco’s cock.
I’m doing okay. Arianna did warn me that therapy will be getting really intense. Your letters and quick notes hold me to the present. They keep me focused on the future. Arianna said she’ll be using a magical technique to pull memories long buried and forgotten. We talked and she’s worried there is something that was purposely hidden in my mind. She said it was hidden by using dark magic. I’m scared of what it could be, but she said I need to do this to help push through and acknowledge that I was not to blame and had no control over anything. I mean I know that in my head but somehow in my mind, heart and soul I don’t accept it. I’m working hard to get back to you, Draco and our babies.
I love you. Yours always
T.
PS. Be a good girl and sit on Draco’s face. I know your sweet pussy loves to be licked.
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Draco,
Fuck our girl. Eat her sweet pussy and let her come all over your face. Then I want you to take that delicious cock of yours and fuck her mouth. Don’t be as rough as we both have been in the past. Edge yourself. Get right there and then stop. Cast a ‘mollis pulvinar’ charm and then take that beautiful thick shaft and plow deep into her cunt. The charm will cushion and protect the babies inside her from any extremely harsh or jarring sexual activities. Oh, my gods, please make our witch feel good.
I’m really fucking scared Dre, it’s getting bad here. I am remembering and learning things that are so much worse than I ever knew. If we have the breakthrough Arianna believes I’ll have, I may not write for a little while. She thinks a memory or experience has been hidden by dark magic. What the fuck, beating and mutilating my body wasn’t enough for that worthless piece of shit. Destroying my self-confidence and emotionally abusing me wasn’t enough of a thrill for him. He fucking hid something with dark magic. I have wondered if Theon Fucking Nott found a way to kill me from the grave. Please don’t share my dark thoughts with Hermione. I’m so fucked up, but selfishly I don’t want to give her a reason to realize I’m not worth it.
Watch out for our girl and don’t let her worry about me.
Love T.
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Hermione,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY my beautiful witch. I’m sorry I’m not there to celebrate with you. I hope you and our babies are good. I’m sorry this note is so short, but I’m very tired, Arianna said we have made good progress. I’m sorry you have to wait for your gift, Draco refuses to give it to you without me. But I couldn’t let today go by without giving you something. Since I’ve basically locked myself in the Zabini Villa, I haven’t had the opportunity to get you anything. I could not let today pass without giving you something. Please use the pensieve in Draco’s study and watch the enclosed memories. I beg you to keep them safe for me, I will need them back when I come home.
Happy Birthday. I love you more than you will ever know.
Your wizard always,
Theo
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Theo,
Thank you. Thank you so much. Your gift was perfect. The only thing that would have been better was to have you here with me. I will keep these memories safe. They are the most precious gift I have ever received. I love you Theo Nott. Thank you for showing me those memories.
Your witch, always.
Hermione
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T.
It’s been over three weeks. I don’t think we have been apart this long since before the war. I fucking miss you so much. My heart aches for you. My body craves you and everything (except Hermione) sucks without you.
Now that I have got my whining out of the way, let me say, well done on the gift. She stayed in the pensieve for over an hour. When I finally was able to pull her from it, she cried, but they were tears of joy. The witch hasn’t smiled like that for weeks. She went back in twice more to look at your memories. That was brilliant, showing her the memories of you falling in love with her over the years. Showing our girl that you loved and protected her when she didn’t know you were there.
We are celebrating her birthday tonight. She isn’t looking forward to it without you, but she’s doing what you told her to do. We are going to have a quiet dinner at home. Potter wanted her to go to the pub just to hang out. Now that all the witches are pregnant, (of course no one knows about Hermione) alcohol is off the table, muggle doctor’s orders. She declined the invitation, stating that she only wanted to be with me. Our witch also kept your privacy, telling them you were out of town consulting with an Italian Potioneer. Our girl is a fucking dragon when it comes to protecting your privacy. I was told, “If Theo wants people to know his personal business, he would make sure they are informed. Good Godric, our witch is something else.
I love you,
D.
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Draco,
Mum wanted me to write to you. Theo had an exceptionally bad session today. I’m having my elf Blunty deliver this letter. She said to please send mementos back with him. Theo needs to be reminded of everything that is good in his life. He needs to be anchored to his present to get through his past. She’s expecting the next few sessions to be extremely overwhelming.
He has asked me to stay with him during his sessions. It’s fucking rough. I know you want to be here. If you’re thinking about coming down, DON’T. He is reliving so much. Send back anything that will remind him that he’s loved, wanted and needed. Anything that reminds him that he has a life that is good and he deserves it.
If Theon wasn’t already dead I would torture him until his fucking bones disintegrated inside his worthless body.
Your Brother, Blaise
PS. Draco, I am so fucking scared for him.
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Theo,
It’s been several days since I’ve received a letter from you. The triad magic that connects us lets us know that you are having a very hard time. Arianna told Draco that it would not be beneficial if we came to you. She said it would distract your focus. We should trust her and let her work with you. She’s assured us that Blaise is by your side. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to sit here and go about my day knowing you are so very distraught and suffering. Every ounce of magic in me is drawing me toward you.
I want to be with you my Love. I want to hold you. Even knowing there is nothing I can do to help you heal, I still wish I could be there to sooth you after a hard session. But I’ll wait until my presence is beneficial to you. I love you so much. Please know that I am sending you my love, along with hope and encouragement through our magic.
To help you stay positive, I wanted you to know, your baby is safe inside me. The doctor asked if we wanted to hear the heartbeat today. I’m enclosing the nurse’s memory. She stood witness so I could take it from her and send it to you. You will get to see both Draco and I. He was allowed to hold the amplification wand of a muggle medical machine, a cardiotocograph, that allows us to hear our children’s heartbeats. I was so very grateful to the nurse. Blaise assures me that you have access to a pensieve. Let our babies’ heartbeats give you strength and hope.
I will write again soon. I love you.
Your witch, Hermione
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Draco was in his study, There was a loud crack and pop. Magic broke his wards. Laying on the floor, near his fireplace was Blaise, and Blunty. “Blaise, what the fuck?” But as he knelt to help his friend panic struck him.
Blaise was ghost white, he was retching and crying. “Go Draco. Go with Blunty. It’s bad. So Fucking Bad.”
Draco felt the panic rise in his chest. “What? What’s bad?”
Blaise sobbed and retched again. “Mum needs you. We had no fucking clue what he went through. Go. I’ll stay with Hermione. Blunty will bring you now. Without another word, Draco grabbed onto the little elf’s hand and with a loud crack and pop disappeared.
Narcissa rushed into the room. “Draco did someone break the wards?” She came up short, seeing Blaise crying on the floor. She yelled “Mopsy”, as she ran to his side. “Blaise, where’s Draco? Why are you here? What’s happened to Theo?” The little elf appeared by her side.
“Oh Narcissa, it was so much worse than any of us thought. Mum needed Draco. She needed him to be with Theo. You should go too. Mum will need you.” Blaise grabbed her hand. “I’ll stay here with Hermione. I’ll watch over her.”
Narcissa called Tipsy, “Take Blaise to the guestroom. Help him clean up, feed him. Take care of Hermione and him until Draco or I come home.” She grabbed Mopsy’s hand. “Mopsy take me to Arianna Zabini’s home.” Another loud crack and pop sounded and they were gone.
Tipsy touched Blaise’s shoulder, “Master Blaise, come with Tipsy.”
As he stood on shaky legs, he followed the little elf out of the study.
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When Hermione got home, she stepped into Draco’s study, to find Blaise sitting, waiting for her. The sight of him filled her with instant dread. “What happened? Where’s Theo? Where’s Draco?”
Blaise sat forward and braced his elbows on his knees, “Come sit Princess.” When the witch made not move to join him. “Please Princess. This is going to be hard and I need you to sit.”
Feeling her eyes filling with tears, she froze, statue still. “Blaise where is everyone?” She quieted and reached out with her magic. “I can’t feel him. Blaise I can’t feel Theo.” After another moment. “I feel Draco, I feel his, his… Blaise why is Draco scared? Blaise.” She was shouting now. “You promised you would stay with Theo. You said I can count on you to be by his side. Why are you here?” When her final question was out she was standing in front of him. This close she saw that his beautiful caramel eyes were red rimmed from tears. His jaw was set in a hard line.
“Blaise Zabini, where are my wizards?”
Blaise reached up and took her tiny hand, pulling her to sit next to him. “Draco and Narcissa are in Italy with Theo. I promised them I would stay with you.”
She tried to pull her hand free, “Well you fucking lied. I’m going to them.” Her voice trembling.
“Hermione, you’re pregnant, emergency international travel by elf magic is very strenuous. It may be harmful to the babies.” He tried to reason with her. “Draco and Narcissa both left with elves.”
“Blaise, you can’t expect me to just sit here. I can’t. I need to be with him. What happened.” She had tears streaming down her face.
Not looking at her he called out, “Tipsy”. When the little elf appeared, Blaise didn’t even chance a look at Hermione. “Go get Dromeda.”
“Yes Master Blaise.” She was gone.
Hermione waited for him to explain his presence. “Blaise…”
Just then Dromeda and Tipsy were standing before them. He rose to his feet, “Mrs. Tonks.”
The older witch looked around and took in both the wizard and witch state. Worry on her face, “Mr. Zabini. Where is my sister?”
“She’s in Italy with Draco. My mother sent for them.”
Dromeda looked at Hermione and rushed to her. “Hermione, why are you crying? Did something happen to Theo?”
Clutching tight to Dromeda, “I don’t know. Blaise hasn’t told me anything. I wanted to go to him but…” She quieted, they hadn’t told anyone other than Blaise they were pregnant. She closed her eyes, “I’m pregnant Dromeda. I’m carrying both Draco and Theo’s children.”
The older witch allowed herself the briefest moment of happiness, then, she became serious and refocused her attention on Hermione. “International emergency travel by elf magic is very dangerous when you’re pregnant.” Turning to Blaise, “Talk. What is going on?”
Blaise looked to Hermione as if asking if it was okay to speak about Theo in front of Dromeda. She nodded her head, understanding what he was silently asking. “My mum and Theo went into a session this last night. They have been pulling forward buried memories. Memories that have been hidden by a combination of his mind and magic. We think some were even put there by Theon, to further torture his son.” Tipsy appeared with a tray of tea. Then seeing that Blaise’s glass was empty she put the bottle of firewhiskey on the tray and she disappeared. “They went into session last night. I was with them but around three in the morning he began to convulse. Mum said they found something that was hidden with dark magic. It looked like it was someone else’s memory. Theo began to react, first worried, then scared then a terror so real we could actually feel it. Then rage. So much rage.”
Hermione wrapped her arms around herself, as if that small act would hold her together.
Blaise paused, as if trying to find the courage to continue. “Theo was… he was... lost in his own mind. He couldn’t hear or see us. He had destroyed her study. Mum had to suppress his magic. When he realized he couldn’t use magic he began physically destroying the room. Then he turned this attack on himself.” Pausing to look at Hermione. Worried he shouldn’t say more. The witch’s glare told him he had better continue and be honest. “He clawed his own face pretty good before she finally used magic to restrain him. He fell to the floor, curled in on himself and became lost in his own mind.”
Hermione felt like she was falling. Her vision was darkening. She couldn’t breath. Dromeda grabbed her face and was saying something. Blaise was rushing around calling things. The next thing she new she was looking into the hazel eyes of Dr. Attwood. “What happened? Dr. Attwood? Why are you here? What? I don’t understand.”
Healer James was next to him. Running a diagnostic. “Shh Hermione. We have you. Mr. Zabini showed up at the clinic and said you had a medical emergency. It seems you had a panic attack and began to hyperventilate. Mrs. Tonks was applying a cool flannel when we showed up.”
She looked over Dr. Attwood’s shoulder and saw Dromeda and Blaise watching her. They both had looks of concern. She heard Blaise, “Do you think we should get Draco back here.”
Before Dromeda could respond Hermione tried to sit up. “NO. NO. Don’t you dare bring him back Theo needs him.” Dr. Attwood and Healer James both tried to get her to lay back and calm down. The little witch would have none of it. “I need to go to Italy. Right now.”
The Healer shook his head, “Miss Granger, you will not be going anywhere right now. You need to rest.”
Dr. Attwood added, “Hydrate and eat too.” He was shaking his head, “Miss Granger I agree with Healer James. To travel internationally using elf magic is taxing enough, but to do it in an emergency situation would definitely add a level of danger to both you and the babies that I would high discourage.”
Hermione threw her hands over her face and began to cry. “I need to get to Italy. I need to get to Theo.”
Healer James finished his diagnostic, “Both babies are fine. She just exhausted herself and the added stress and panic just pushed her to collapse.” He moved a way and was talking to Blaise and Dromeda. Blaise pointed to the floo.
Dr. Attwood pulled her hands from her face. “Miss Granger. Could you tell us what has you so worked up?”
She shook her head. “It’s personal.”
He went on, “Well could you travel muggle? Fly? Drive? Train?”
She cried harder. “That will all take so very long. Tipsy could take me and I’ll be there in no time.” She was aware that international apparating with an elf took a little longer than with a port key but traveling the muggle way would feel like forever in comparison. She knew trying to get a portkey on such short notice would be near impossible. Plus using medical emergency as the reason would require answering questions she was not ready to answer.
When she looked up at him, his hazel eyes were sympathetic to her need but he was shaking his head. He would not allow her to travel by elf magic. “You could apply for an emergency medical port key. Those are approved fairly quickly.” When she didn’t respond, “Miss Granger, you are in a very delicate state. I know that is not what you want to hear right now, but it’s true. You are newly pregnant with two babies. When you add magic into the mix and apparating or side-a-longs just adds another level of concern.”
She sighed and felt a new wave of despair.
Just then Healer James reappeared. “Miss Granger, if you could be patient and wait three hours I have procured an international medical portkey for you. I didn’t know how many people would be using it, so I told them it could be as few as one and as many as five.”
Hermione sat up quickly. “Really? You really were able to get me a portkey? Thank you. Thank you so much.”
The wizard looked flummoxed. “You’re welcome.” His cheeks blushed, “It should be delivered here within the next hour and is timed to travel in three hours. So as part of your medical team I am instructing you to eat, drink and rest until you have to travel.”
Dr. Attwood and Healer James left. Blaise sat with Hermione and tried to answer her questions. Finally, after thirty minutes of not being able to actually answer many of her questions regarding Theo, she stood and walked to Draco’s desk. He watched as she sat and wrote three letters. One to McGonagall, One to Professor Amordeus, and one to Harry. Explaining to the first two that she will be out of town due to a personal emergency and will update them as soon as she knew more. The message to Harry was to cancel their lunch date. He had been unhappy that they were not celebrating her birthday until Theo got back from his, as a befuddled Harry put it, ‘his mucking around Italy sipping wine and hunting for potion ingredients.’
Dromeda had gone home, there was nothing more she could do at the manor, The portkey was delivered and Blaise said he would not let her use it if she didn’t eat and drink then rest until it was time to activate it. When he headed to the floo she inquired, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to let Draco know what our plans are.”
Shaking her head, her eyes locked onto him, “No you most definitely are not.”
“But…”
“Blaise Zabini, you WILL NOT let Draco know what is going on. You WILL NOT tell him we are coming.”
“But.. Why?” he looked put out. “He’s going to kill me if we show up there and he wasn’t told.”
“No, he’s going to be upset that I am there, but I don’t think he’ll kill you. He thinks I’m to sit here and wait.” Shaking her head vehemently, “Screw that. I’m going to Theo, my wizard needs me.” Seeing the uncertainty in his eyes, she adds, “Would you rather risk him killing you or me hexing your bullocks off so you no longer have a need of female or male companionship.”
Seeing the look in her eyes, let him know she was serious. “Okay. Okay. I won’t give them any notice. BUT… if he kills me, it’s on you.”
After eating and drinking as instructed by her doctor, she manages to sleep a little. The portkey is a rib bone, they can only assume it’s because it was procured by a healer. Finally, when the time comes she and Blaise head to the front gate and wait for the key to activate.