Arriving Safely..

The next day started quiet but didn't stay that way. The Winchesters had caught a case, an unruly spirit in San Antonio, Texas was seeking out children who misbehaved and proceeded to severely injure them. The latest victim was a rich, spoiled brat who when he didn't get his way would bully smaller boys. The spirit had almost killed the kid by setting him on fire, over 75% of his body was covered in third degree burns.

Sam and Dean were getting ready to leave when there was a heavy knock on the outer bunker door. They both pull out their guns ready for anything. Slowly opening the door, Dean sees a scruffy looking man looking like he just survived a bar brawl. He had bruising on his face which will probably turn into two black eyes, a cut above his left eye, and a wand in his hand. "Who are you?" Dean asked while still aiming his gun at the man. "My name is Remus Lupin." The man states while wiping the blood off of his face. Dean turns to Sam and slightly nods his head towards the kitchen. Sam then heads to go grab Molly, to see if she knows this man.

Very shortly Dean hears Molly running towards the door, wand drawn, "What did 'Moony' say to Snape?" Molly questions him. "I begged him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business." Remus answered. Molly stowed her wand and opens the door wider. "Well, come on. Let's get you cleaned up. What has happened since I left?" Molly asked. "You might want to be ready for more to arrive. Death Eaters are no longer holding back. They are now killing parents of Muggle-Borns." Remus stops in his tracks seeing the look on Hermione's face. "I'm sorry. You should not have heard that." He says, stepping closer to Hermione.

"You mean to tell me I Obliviated them for nothing. I wiped their memories of my existence, gave them new identities, and planted the motivation to move to Australia just to prolong their deaths!" Hermione practically yelled, she's shaking with rage trying to hold back her tears. Shaking her head, now looking at the floor, "I have never wished death upon anyone. No matter who it was, until now. As much as it is prophesied that Harry is supposed to kill..." Hermione shakes her head, still trying to hold back tears, "No I will not stoop to that level, but if it came down to it, I would gladly take him out myself." With that last statement Hermione walked out of the War room. "I'll go make sure she's ok." Sam says and walks after her.

Remus looks around at the other occupants noticing Narcissa and Draco, "I see you arrived safely." "Yes. And that's not all. Go ahead, show him." Narcissa tells Draco to show Remus his arms. "Since we came here, the Winchesters, Crowley and his mother Rowena were able to remove the Mark." Draco said holding his arms out for Remus to see. "Who's Crowley and this Rowena?" Remus asks while looking over Draco's arms amazed that the Mark is gone.

"Did I hear someone speak my name?" Crowley appears out of nowhere. "How is it you show up when your name is mentioned? Is there a taboo?" Draco asked. "Not at all, I was bored and wanted to see what everyone was up to. And I was kind of wondering if you two would like to join me for dinner tonight? There's something I would like to ask you both." Crowley looks to Narcissa and Draco.

Before Draco could say anything his mother answers, "We would love to, however, we seemed to be a little under-dressed." Crowley smiles and snaps his fingers, having his newest tailor show up. "Please have these two fitted for proper attire for a formal dinner. Then anything else they may need for their wardrobe." "As well as athletic wear." Dean chimes in.

The tailor smiles and nods, then looks to Narcissa. "Shall we?" The tailor motions for Cissy to head into the bedroom where Draco was sleeping for privacy. Draco turns to Dean as he is heading out the door, "Why athletic wear?" "When Sam and I get back, we will train you, and Hermione in hand-to-hand combat. Claire should be here by then. She can help you both since she's closer to your age." Dean heads towards the door. "We should be gone no longer than three days. If there's an absolute emergency before we get back just call Cas." Dean says to Molly then closes the door behind him.

"Now that everything has calmed down for the moment, how are you Remus?" Molly asked him. "I initially was going to come here to check on you when I was attacked. I was lucky enough to get away. Thankfully Tonks is staying with her mother or she would have been attacked as well." Remus slightly flinched as Molly healed him. "So you're Crowley? Are you a wizard?" Remus asked. "No, I'm afraid not. Just a lonely man, wanting to find something or someone who will give me a chance to be me without wanting something in return." He says.

"Sir?" One of Crowley's henchmen appeared. "My apologies for this interruption. There are some things that need your attention." "And what precisely is that?" Crowley irritably states. "The cage has been repaired and is being warded as we speak." The henchman says. Crowley waves him off. "Well, I will be back to retrieve you two, but it seems my attention is needed elsewhere at the moment. My tailor is at your disposal, feel free to use him how you like. His life is on contract. See you two tonight." Crowley bows his head and vanishes.

"If he is not a wizard, then what is he?" Remus asked Draco. "If you must know, he is the king of Hell." "You're joking right? The Hell?" Remus asked. "Yes. He doesn't really have anybody to share his life with and I think that is why he is asking mother and I to dinner. He's friends with the Winchesters, but doesn't really have anyone else." Draco finishes his statement as his mother enters the room.

"I feel so much better. This material is so light and comfortable. It's your turn Draco. Go and get fitted then we can get ready for tonight. Hello Remus, long time." Cissy is practically glowing she is so happy. "Yes it has been. How are you?" He says while looking Cissy over. She is wearing what looks to be yoga pants, and a long baggy sweater that goes past her knees. "I'm doing much better. Wishing I would have stepped out from behind Lucius a long time ago, but I was too much of a coward. And I feared the worst for my son if we left. It was when my lunatic of a sister and that maniac of a dark lord continued to torture Draco that I found my voice, and got us out of there. I never truly believed in blood supremacy and it certainly wasn't worth the life of my only son. I will help anyway I can in return for saving myself and Draco." When Cissy was done, a lonely tear rolled down her cheek.

"Well, we certainly appreciate it. I can't speak for everyone but I am glad you are on our side. When the time comes I hope to see you fighting by our side." Remus says. "You can count on it. Nothing would give me more peace of mind then to see their side crumble." Cissy states proudly.

Two and a Half Days Later...

Sam and Dean quickly dispatched the vengeful spirit and arrived a few moments ago, followed by Claire in her own car. "I can't believe this. You want me to help you train a couple of wizards in hand-to-hand combat? This is crazy." Claire sighs and shakes her head as she enters the bunker, "Alright, where are they?" Claire asked walking into the library and seeing Hermione and Draco reading a couple of books.

"Granger, I can't believe there's creatures out there we never heard of. Actually quite interesting but I wouldn't want to face them alone." Draco says while still looking at the book he's reading. "Some of these spells are interesting as well, nothing like we've used or encountered. Look here, this simple sigil can banish angels from their current location. The down side, it has to be drawn in blood." Hermione gets up to show Draco the image of the sigil.

"I've been meaning to ask you. How did it go with Crowley?" Hermione asked. "We dined at a small restaurant in the Bahamas, and just talked about anything and everything. It was quite nice. Being able to talk to someone with similar interests that didn't revolve around this bloody war. I can tell Crowley fancies my mother. At one point they were on the dance floor, during a slow song and she put her head on his shoulder. I don't think I've seen my mother that happy, not even with my father. Towards the end of the night he asked if we would like to join him at his estate, after the war is over, of course." Draco said.

"Did you give him an answer?" Asked Hermione. "I didn't. Mother did. In the short time that we spent with him, he made us feel wanted, and genuinely cared for. She said we would be happy to join him, just as long as we didn't have to partake in any of his day-to-day responsibilities in the beginning. Which I felt was fair, and I think so did he. Afterwards, he brought us back here, said his goodnites, and vanished." Draco finished recapping the other night.

Hermione couldn't help but snicker a little bit. "So, you're going to go from Heir to the Malfoy name to Heir of the Throne of Hell? Is that considered an upgrade? Maybe I should start calling you Prince of Hell?" Draco couldn't help but laugh a little too. He was surprised to have Hermione getting along with him. Hermione is a beautiful woman, he just never really looked at her until now. That weasel doesn't deserve her, she should be with someone who can match her intellect. But he knows she could never fancy him, not with how badly he treated her over the years.

"Hermione, I feel I owe several apologies for my behaviour over the years. I truly hope you could forgive me. I realized my actions stemmed from beliefs that were not my own, and I truly am sorry." Draco was looking Hermione in the eyes, waiting for a response.

She was in shock that he used her first name, what he doesn't realize is she forgave him already. "Thank you. I hope you understand that it took a lot of courage to stand up for what you believe in and not what everyone else does. Over the past few days, you have shown me that you want to better yourself, and it is nice to see you smile from time to time." Hermione is standing next to him at this point. She gives him a genuine half smile before heading towards the kitchen, "I think it's about time I head back to help Harry break into Gringotts. Such a ludacris plan, I wish there was an easier way, but destroying the Horcrux is the only way to ensure he can be killed."

Hermione feels Draco come up behind her, turns to meet his beautiful stormy grey eyes, he then leans in and kisses her. At first she is resistant, but soon relaxes, kissing him back.

They pull apart when Claire clears her throat, "I'm sorry for interrupting, but Dean wants you guys to get ready to train." "Unfortunately, I will be leaving shortly. What about you? Are you going to learn hand-to-hand combat?" Hermione asked Draco. "Yes. You never know when it can be useful." He states confidently. "Are you going to be alright?" He asked her, not wanting to let go. "Thank you for your concern, I can't answer that as of yet. All depends really." Hermione says kissing Draco again. She eventually pulls away and calls for Cas to take her back to Harry, leaving a love-sickened Draco behind.