When Hermione Fights

The Trio and Draco's Revenge

Chapter beta: Olivia

Chapter translator: Aivy & Sophie

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The next morning I awoke in a bad mood. When I thought back to the day before, the fury resurfaced that Snape had made me lose my composure... But I dearly hoped that Harry was feeling better today and waited with concern for his arrival. I even skipped my daily run.

When he and Ron finally came down, actually quite earlier for them, I hugged Harry tightly. The common room was still deserted; until now, only two lions had snuck out, who had turned tail and run when they caught sight of me.

Ron looked at me funny and Harry's expression was questioning as well. The two seemed to have talked before they came down and now they wanted answers.

I erected privacy wards with my wand, casting a Muffliato and a Silencio for good measure, as I didn't want anybody to eavesdrop on us.

"Now, Harry, do you feel better?" I sat down next to him. We three had squashed together on the couch as if we needed the closeness.

"Yes, thank you. The potions were great. Where did you get them from?" he asked shyly. "I'm still a bit out of it, yesterday was way too much strain for my brain!" Harry gripped his head as if it was still hurting.

"Lots of questions, huh? Well, I did brew some potions back in the holidays, I couldn't help suspecting that we could need them sometime. Lo and behold, we did..." I explained matter-of-factly. He nodded, content with my explanation, that was even true.

"Okay, before I tell you about my experience, I'm curious what happened yesterday in the common room. Ron told me that it continued while I was asleep?" he replied hoarsely, while Ron just sat there looking slightly overwhelmed.

"Yes, Hermione, that was pretty intense. You came across like an avenging angel, so aggressive! I don't know you like that, talking to Fred and George so... bluntly, totally commanding. But the most wicked of all, they actually did what you wanted?!" He sounded more and more agitated the more he said, in the end looking at me with his mouth open. "Not even Mum gets them to obey!" he added shrilly.

"Ron, I know that you might not understand the fear and worry I was feeling for Harry, but I read everything there is about this topic and I know the dangers, too. Usually, you would protect your mind against invading forces, but in Harry's case the connection is permanent... Harry, do you understand the difference as well? It doesn't happen normally!" I tried to make them understand how unique the situation was, but also how volatile. "It's, like everything involving you, extraordinary! After you arrived yesterday evening, or rather stumbled in, I knew that you would be very vulnerable, which unfortunately proved to be true, as George reported your laughing fit in bed!" I tried to look at them urgently with wide eyes.

"You mean Snape did it on purpose?" Harry breathed mistrustfully, his gaze wary. He was quick to again accuse Snape of being the Dark Lord's loyal servant.

"No, Harry, not on purpose. Ignorance, yes, he is narrow-minded regarding you, but not on purpose. Nonetheless you were very vulnerable. Without the potions it would have been worse, as your mental defences aren't ready." I sighed deeply and unhappily.

"Why are you now defending him, when you lost it so much yesterday?" Ron asked, totally confused.

"Because I can expect from an adult man, professor and teacher that he is aware of that and able to control himself. His behaviour was unacceptable and when he thinks about that he will hopefully realise that as well!" I grumbled darkly, meaning it very harshly. I was starting to get upset again.