His Magical Helper [Damon Salvatore]

Wards and plans

The Burrow was filled with intense silence, no one knew what to do as Hermione remained pinned against the wall by Violet. The twins and Ginny felt a dark sense of satisfaction, seeing the girl who hurt their brother shaking in fear.

"V-Violet?"

"Yep, that's me. Long time no see" Said Violet snarkily, her green eyes dimming back to their natural state but the intensity and anger still made Hermione nervous. "Now, I'd like to know what the fuck you did to my brother"

As Hermione attempted to push Violet away, she realised she couldn't. Looking closer at Violet, she couldn't help but feel envious. The Last Potter had always been pretty, and as she grew up, she became beautiful and desired by many. However, after years of no contact and now being reunited, Hermione could tell that something had changed about her ex-best friend, but she couldn't quite say it. Hermione could feel the power radiating off Violet in harsh waves, and being the light witch that she was, now knew that the Last Potter was as dark as they come. In her mind, nothing light and good could make Violet, who was once a simple but attractive witch, now so alluring, addictive, and seductively stunning.

"Oi! Stop with your fucking staring and answer my question" Violet hissed, making Hermione tense as she had done every time she would hear the familiar hiss of parseltongue.

"That's between myself and Ronald, I don't need any of you to get involved" Hermione huffed, her nose in the air as if she were superior to those in the burrow. It reminded Violet and Ron of Hermione when she was eleven years old and brand new to the wizarding world, wanting to prove to everyone that she could be better even with her blood status.

"Listen to me, and listen to me well Hermione Jean Granger! From this moment on, you will no longer step near this home nor bother any Weasley with your ridiculous and pathetic presence" Arthur and Molly exchanged looks of curiosity and weariness, never seeing Violet so furious. Yet, it warmed their hearts that she felt so protective to warn the Cheater away from them.

"As if you could-" Gasps filled the air as they watched Violet grab Hermione by her wild curls and drag her through the home and out the back door, the group of redheads following close behind.

"Violet dear, maybe you shouldn't" Said Molly, worried that Violet's actions would hold some consequences.

"Not to worry Molly, I'm simply protecting my family" Violet called out from over her shoulder, sending the group of redheads a quick smile as she continued to drag Hermione, kicking and screaming.

"Get your hands off me, Violet Potter!"

"It's Potter-Peverell, actually" This came as a surprise to the small group, especially the Weasleys who knew how influential and powerful the Peverell family had once been.

"Vi, where are you going?" Fred questioned, wondering why she was pulling Hermione away from the burrow.

"You'll see, Freddie" It took Arthur only a minute to realise that Violet was dragging Hermione across the ward line, which had been somewhat lacking since the war.

"Stay! Good doggy" said Violet as she patted Hermione's head patronisingly, smiling tightly at the fuming muggle-born who was rubbing her sore scalp. Violet turned to the Weasleys with a softer expression. "Now, I'm going to renew your wards"

Before anyone could utter another word, Violet knelt and pressed her hands into the damp grass. Closing her eyes and focusing on the magic around her, she immediately connected with the wards and shook her head disappointedly. Bill was a curse breaker and had studied wards, and yet those around his family home were less than acceptable and wouldn't be able to protect them at all.