Everlasting Relationship (Snamione)

Chapter 8

Hermione jerks awake. She had fallen asleep in Harry's office. She was having a nightmare full of Severus' screams.

She stands and stretches. Her bones pop and her foot is asleep. She must have been out for a while. Harry still hasn't returned from the interrogation.

Hermione steps out of the office and starts heading towards the cells on the bottom floor. She runs into Ron.

"Have you seen Harry?" She asks.

"Yeah," Ron sighs. "He's on his way back up. We may have a lead. He was a group leader. Harry will tell you about it when he gets here."

"Is he okay?" She asks. It's been hard for him, for both of them. They keep imagining the worst, thinking they may never see their husbands alive.

"He's trying to brave through it. I don't think either of you should be working." He says, this may be the sixth time he's said that.

"Ron, please don't start with me." Hermione snaps.

"Well I'm sorry that I care about your well being." He counters.

"I'll be fine, and so will Harry. We defeated Voldemort for Merlin's sake, I'm sure we can handle this." Hermione spots Harry stepping off the elevator.

He approaches them, with a solemn face.

"Hey Harry," Hermione pulls him in for a hug. They have been each others anchor. Though Draco hasn't been gone for nearly as long a Severus.

"Lets go talk in my office." He leads them both toward his office. Harry takes his seat behind his desk and Ron and Hermione sit in the two chairs in front of him.

"So, what have we got?" Hermione leans forward.

"Their leader, is a woman. They call her the Dark Lady." Harry sighs. "She wants revenge for Voldemort and pick up where he left off."

"Who is she?" Hermione asks.

"He doesn't know, there are a very select few that have direct contact with her. They get their orders from a masked man with shocking blue eyes. Apparently he's the woman's number two man." Harry relays what he learned from their newest prisoner.

"So we find the masked man we find the woman." Hermione states.

"Easy peasy," Ron grumbles.

"Yeah, so easy when we don't even know where to look." Hermione snaps.

"I was being sarcastic." Ron snaps back.

"Guys stop, the last thing we need is for us to argue." Harry interjects.

"Sorry," Hermione sighs. "Did you get any other information on the people close to her?"

"Yeah, there's three that he knows of. The masked man, a big dude, and another chick. But there could be more." Harry removes his glasses and rubs his eyes.

His office door bursts open. A young girl, training to be an auror, rushes in.

"Mr. Potter, you are needed urgently at the hospital." She says breathlessly. "This letter came in." She drops a crumpled letter on his desk.

"That will be all," he dismisses her. She leaves quickly. Harry scans the letter. He stands abruptly.

"Come on, we're leaving." He slides over his desk and grabs ahold of their arms. They feel the pressure of dissaperation.

They arrive at the entrance to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. They step through the window and arrive in the waiting room of the hospital. He stalks strait up to the desk.

"I just received this." He places the letter in front of the healer behind the desk. She glances over it.

Fourth floor, room 408," she smiles softly. Harry moves swiftly. They go to the elevator.

"Harry, what's going on?" Hermione asks.

"Yeah is everything okay?" Ron asks.

"They found Lucius, he could tell us where Draco is." Harry shifts his feet. As soon as the elevator stops he zooms out, heading strait for 408.

A mediwitch is walking out.

"Mr. Potter!" She exclaims.

"I need to speak with Lucius." Harry says in a rush.

"I'm sorry, but you can't." She speaks softly, straitening her lime green robes.

"What do you mean I can't? I need to." He looks panicked.

"He fell unconscious not long after we sent that letter. He will not wake up for anything. He may be in this coma for a while." She looks at Harry apologetically. "We understand the current conditions." She hangs her head.

"Did he say anything, before he went under?" Hermione asks.

"Well, yes actually. Though I'm not sure it makes any sense. He said something like the daughter of Bella has them. I don't know if that will help." She nods and scurries away.

"Daughter of Bella? What does that even mean?" Harry scowls. He pushes into the room. Lucius is lying in the bed, his eyes closed. He has scars on his face and arms. His face is gaunt and there are heavy bags beneath his eyes.

"He looks horrible," Hermione lets out a sob. She can picture Severus looking this way. Hermione breaks down and starts crying.

"I'm sure Severus is fine." Ron hugs her.

"I hope so." She sobs.

"We have to keep hope, he got away, who's to say they won't too," Harry's lip trembles.

"Guys, we just need to try harder." Ron says. "They need us right now, we can't give up." He doesn't quite understand their pain, his wife is perfectly safe and sound in the safehouse. "Lets just go home, take a breather. We'll be able to think clearer with a nice nap and stomachs full of food." He looks between his two friends. "Plus I'm sure Narcissa would be happy to know her husband has been found."

Hermione nods. They disapperate to the house. Luna is stepping down the stairs when they arrive.

"Ron!" She smiles and wraps her arms around Ron.

"Hello, beautiful." He kisses her. "Where are the kids?" He looks around, noticing the lack of noise.

"Oh, Teddy has them all upstairs. He's so good with them." She sighs. "James, Scorpius, and Lily are so upset, it's good Teddy is here to take care of them."

"Yes, Teddy loves those kids as if they're his blood brothers and sister." Harry forces a smile.

"You guys must be hungry, let me make you some food." She starts to lead them to the kitchen.

"I need to speak with Narcissa, I'll be down in a bit." Hermione goes up the stairs and approaches Narcissa's door. She knocks softly.

"Come in," Narcissa's voice calls. Hermione walks in. Narcissa is curled up on a love seat. Her eyes are bloodshot and puffy. Hermione can't even imagine her pain, losing her husband and then her son.

"Hey," Hermione smiles softly. "I have a bit of good news. Lucius has been found." Narcissa is up in a flash.

"Is he okay?" Her eyes are wide.

"He's in a coma, in St. Mungo's." Hermione explains.

"I must go see him." Narcissa starts to move.

"Wait," Hermione stops her. "I'm not sure if it's safe to leave. They're going after people who betrayed Voldemort, what you did could be considered betrayal."

Narcissa nods in understanding. "Very well, has he said anything. Is Draco okay?"

"We aren't sure about Draco, but he did say something before he went in the coma. He said Like Bella's daughter has them. Does that mean anything to you?"

Narcissa pales and Hermione knows it means something.

"What is it?" Hermione steps closer.

"Bellatrix, Bella is Bellatrix. There's something I need to tell you, and it's about her,"