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Chapter 3

Ok so here we go again, I'm been inspired. I don't own Harry Potter etc etc.

She could feel her insides churning. She never liked this form of moving from one place to another, Hermione preferred the old fashion way walking, but she had no clue where Harry was taking her, as her stomach gave another jerk he feet landed softly on the carpeted floor.

She took a while to take in her surroundings, but when she did, he jaw dropped to the floor, the last time she had seen this place, was the last time she had seen her favourite professor, how time changes even the smallest things,

the room had become ever more grand, yet the stylist who decorated this room, shone of humble beginnings, where there was a grand bookcase covering half the room, in its place treasures of the founders lined up evenly under their portraits, she saw the sword of Gryffindor laying in a cubby-hole with a red pillow under the great sword, memories flashed so fast in her head, she had to step back from the precious artefact,

deciding she needed to see the other relics, she spotted an unusual necklace underneath the portrait of Rowena Ravenclaw, it was a teardrop necklace made of fluid silver, ancient runes were inscribed on to the teardrop, getting nearer she saw a little plaque under in,

it read " The teardrop necklace you see before you was known as the liquid love, it is said that Rowena Ravenclaw made this necklace after her daughter vanished. Never to be seen alive again. This necklace is special with the type of magic Rowena used, she had created this piece from pure love and sadness, in every portrait done of this lady, and her necklace was always seen. Not many know how many ancient spells were cast on this jewel, but we must conclude that it has been tested and verified as an ancient relic, and it shall reside in Hogwarts forever more so mote it be. Signed Minster for magic, Susan Bones.

Stunned silence filled the air as Hermione looked from one relic to another, Salazar Slytherin's sword had also been obtained, green emeralds scattered all over the sword, Helga Hufflepuffs silver saddle from her noble steed was there, so many things had been collected, Hermione came out of her world when she heard a cough from behind her, knowing that she had totally forgotten about her best friend, she spun around with her hands on her hips, her lips were tight, and her brown eyes that usually showed her happy nature, now they were blazing with fire " Harry James Potter, you tell me how in God's name did you get these? Knowing this girl that stood in front of him demanding answers was so Hermione, that Harry wished he could live in this moment forever,

"Chill Mia" " Don't you Mia me mister, where on earth did you find these things? Did you steal them? Oh please god tell me you didn't rob a wizard bank just to get them here, I can't believe that you didn't tell me about this Harry?"

Harry decided that if he let her go on, she wouldn't stop, and to be fairly honest, Harry didn't have THAT much time with her, so he pushed her into a chair with a quiet "Silencio" looks of disbelief was written all over Hermione's face, she couldn't believe he used a silencing spell on her, was irked her even more, was that smile,

and those eyes, she was already lost in thought thinking about his eyes, that she completely missed what he was trying to say to her, one hand came close to her face before she blinked, "Mia" Harry yelled Hermione snapped out of her trance and apologized for her lack of concentration, " its ok just try and listen ok? A couple of years back, this man named Mr Pan came to me with an offer I couldn't refuse, we sat and started talking about things, and then BOOM next minute he pulls out Slytherin's sword. "that sounds dodgy and dangerous Harry, did you ever consider that he was trying to trap you, kidnap you,

or murder you out right where is your brains Harry" yelled Hermione, she had heard enough, without so much as a goodbye she strolled out of the headmasters office completely pissed off at one Harry James Potter.