Lovers

Part 7: Are They Back?

Standing before a court full of skeptical men and very few women: Hermione steadies. herself as she waits for their response about Draco's attacker.

"Why would they use a gun? Why not the killing curse?" Lord Craven asks as he shakes his head, staring down from his podium.

"I think they wanted to send him a message without being put on the radar. He was in his pub in the middle of Muggle London with four other men in it- all Muggles. If he would have killed Mr. Malfoy and the others- we would have been away of it immediately." She says matter of fact.

"Do you think they're tying up loose ends since the Malfoy's were pardoned?" Lord Winchill asks and the group mutters and gossips between them.

"I have no idea, but I want a special watch for the Malfoy's." Hermione says and the whole room erupts out in laughter. "I'm being serious. Obviously their lives are at risk and..."

"Miss- do you realize how involved in Voldemort's Legion they were?! The only reason they were pardoned is because they defected for a time and the current Minister at the time was bribed. And the only reason they aren't in Azkaban now- is because we are unable to charge them for their crimes against humanity due to it would have to be a retrial."

"It is because there can be no retrial that they deserve protective watch until the individuals are caught." She snaps and they begin to whisper and Lord Baker- a young man with a charming smile looks at her before beginning to address the group.

"I believe the reason behind Miss Granger's desperate plea, is because she is romantically involved with Draco Malfoy- as it has been seen on my occasions and accounts that they are involved." He smirks and she sighs heavily.

"Is this true, Miss Granger?" Lord Craven asks.

"I don't see how that is any of your concern."

"Oh but it is. Anyone involved personally with the Malfoy's is to be deemed a possible threat of coercion and conspiracy." Lord Baker states arrogantly.

"Not to be rude, but that's bullshit. The Malfoy's for the last five years have been docile and submissive. Draco Malfoy has very little to do with the wizarding world any more as it is."

"All the criminals go through a cycle of non-violence before they attack." Baker snidely says and Hermione clenches her fists- her pencil skirt pressed tightly against her tense toned thighs.

"That is not the case here!"

"You are blinded by your infatuation, Miss Granger! Those people are killers and they're tyranny will not be supported."

"Lord Baker! You are an insolent foul little worm, who has ties with more corrupt groups than there are heads in this courtroom! So why don't you kindly shut the fuck up before your dirty laundry is aired for the room to see!!" She yells and it not only takes her, but everyone else by surprise and gasps fill the room. Baker has been on Hermione's shit since she was promoted to Deputy of her department- over him. No one says anything and Hermione smooths her shirt downward and takes a deep breath. "I am asking for a security detail to be placed on the Malfoy family until we have conclusive evidence that it is not the rebirth of Death Eaters. Thank you!"

Storming out, she carries her files right to her chest and makes her way towards her office. Before she can get to her door, two strong hands grab her by her wrists- causing her files to drop  and scatter to the floor. The hands pin her face first into the tiled wall and their body pushes hard into her back.

"Ahh...."

"You ever address me like that again— and I will make sure you don't address anyone again!" Baker growls into her ear and presses himself harder into her arse and upper back. She feels him- all of him pushing into her. Hard and throbbing against her thin skirt. "You best watch yourself Granger. Or you won't be working here much longer."