Harry Potter The Surprise

He tried to talk her out of what she intended to do but there was no stopping a now determined Hermione. The Death Eater had one arm around her throat while his other held a wand steadily pointed at Hermione's head. She was rather ashamed that her wand was lying beside her still twitching mother, but Hermione had another method of casting a spell. Slipping her left hand behind her back, and between their bodies, Hermione cast the most powerful spell she had ever attempted with her ring.

Watching the impossible position Harry had just been placed in saw Dan fighting against the curse that held him even more ferociously. If Harry dropped his wand, Dan was positive they would all die today - and not in a pleasant manner. He had been preparing a courgette when the attack happened and, even frozen, Dan still had the little paring knife in his hand. Dan didn't know that Harry draining the magic from Malfoy was affecting the strength of the curse he was being held under, and providing him with the opportunity to fight back against the spell that was restraining him.

With a roar Dan was free, and that knife was imbedded in the neck of the bastard who dared to lay hands on his daughter. As this coincided with Hermione casting a powerful cutting curse at Parkinson's abdomen, she was instantly free of the now dying Death Eater's grip.

Harry had told Amelia that nothing could penetrate the shield that robbed first Macnair and now Malfoy of their magic, it turned out that was not quite true. A more factual way to describe the phenomenon might be that nothing magical could penetrate the shield. An absolutely enraged Dan Granger with a bloody knife in his hand didn't seem to have any trouble repeatedly plunging said knife into a now screaming Malfoy.

"You'll never lay a finger on my family, never, never, never." As every 'never' was accompanied by Dan hammering that very sharp knife into Malfoy, the blond's screams were perhaps understandable. Those screams stopped when a frenzied Dan thrust that knife into Lucius' throat and the Death Eater dropped to the floor. Dan couldn't hold on to the blood-coated knife handle and his weapon slipped from his hand.

Dan seemed ready to kneel down and try to finish the job properly when Harry grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking and shouting at the deranged man to garner his attention. "We need to get the fuck out of here - right now. Dobby!"

The little elf arrived and started to wail at all the blood, the once pristine kitchen now looked like an abattoir. Harry needed him focused though. "Dobby, none of this blood is ours. I need you to get Hermione and her mother out of here, and then come back for her father and me. Can you do that, or do you need help?"

Once Hermione was certain that neither Death Eater was any longer a threat, she had instantly reverted to kneeling while holding her mother's head in her lap - sobbing uncontrollably while doing so but at least still holding her wand this time. Seeing the state of his mistress, Dobby squared his little shoulders.

"Dobby can do."

Dobby gently placed his hands on Emma and Hermione before popping them away. Seeing both his ladies taken to safety saw Dan's resolve crash, he was now crying as much as Hermione had been. Harry was practically holding the dentist up, and struggling to do so.

Harry could hardly make out what Dan was trying to say through his sobs. "You both warned us... animals... fucking animals... he wanted to... I thought you were going to put your wand down... Hermione..."

He so wanted to rant and rave at this man who had almost gotten Hermione hurt but the concern for her parents flooding their bond stopped Harry stepping down that path. Harry chose a different route.

"Mr Granger, we have two women who need us to be strong. Hermione and Emma are now safely in Italy, we'll be joining them as soon as Dobby can manage it."

That seemed to calm him down slightly, though Dan was now having a good look around their kitchen. His gaze soon locked on Edmund Parkinson's body. There was blood everywhere and the wizard's intestines now spilled all over Emma's previously pristine parquet floor. "Did I do that?"

"No sir, Hermione took him out with a cutting curse. I'm pretty sure you punctured his jugular with that knife though, certainly helped him along."

"And you had the other one under control as well. Fuck, I couldn't even do that right."

Looking at the little knife sticking out of a rapidly dying Malfoy's throat, Harry had some more words of comfort for the distraught father - a father who desperately needed to feel he had played some part in protecting his family. "You saved me having to to decide whether to leave Malfoy as a squib or kill him, thanks for that."

Dobby's return had Harry speaking earnestly to the little guy. "Dobby, if you can't manage the institute, getting us to Gringotts would be fine. We can portkey from there."

"Dobby can manage, but Dobby might need to take a little rest when we get home."

"Dobby, you take all the rest you need. Remember, you're family and need to look after yourself too."

Hearing that from Harry Potter was like drinking a pepper-up for the elf. He took each of them by the hand and popped all three of them to Italy - and pandemonium.

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