"Hello people that actually read this fan-fiction, now I hope you remember my friend mere888, and to those that follow (shout out) and so on…on to chapter 4! Also no idea of who that woman chief is, so im just guessing *season 5, episode 7* also spell's are hard to come by so im coming up with my own! (Clean yourself) ~Latin all of it is going to be in Latin!)
It's always wise to remember that not all "snakes" are legless. Some have 2 legs and appear in human form. Be careful with them, they can strike when you least expect!
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"Now how do you use this?" thought a confused Weasley, as she ran her fingers through a bundle of coarse strings or yarn, connected to a stick. That was made up to be a mop, now not being muggle born was a challenge for muggles chores.
"Bloody hell, why can't we use magic." She groaned softly, no one was around. "WEASLEY, do you have that floor cleaned yet?" Ronda visibly winced, reminded so much of her mothers voice that she scurried around, figuring it out as she went. She saw other muggles do it, so who said she couldn't?
"Still not done I see, it's going to be hectic when the knights from neighboring countries come and you're still cleaning the floors." In Ronda's mind's eye, all this was Darcy's fault when she heard of the decreases in staff she evilly signed her up without her consent.
"Not so easy when you all keep rushing by." Ronda regretted uttering those words, when she felt a ladle hit her lower arm.
"Now when I get back, I want this place to be spotless" the woman she was being addressed to was head cook, Augusta. A round pudgy woman that normally had her hair put up in a bandana like cloth. Same as she was currently warring.
"Of course" Ronda said flashing her strained smile. "Well then get to it!" as Augusta left, Ronda couldn't help but stick her tongue out at her back. "I saw that, if you want to have a place here maid or no maid to Lady. I'll be seeing you out if you don't get to work!" Ronda visibly shuddered at the woman's entire seeing gaze.
"And I thought moaning myrtle was annoying." Ronda took a careful look around at the deserted section of part of the entrance to the kitchen. She saw no one neither coming nor going. "Redige te" Ronda let the mop do the work, watching as it dipped itself into the clean water, scrubbed itself onto the floor and squashed the dirty water in an extra bucket.
Once the floor was as clean as it could be, a satisfied smirk married her lips as Augusta came to inspect her work. "Not bad Weasley, now onto the cabinets they need cleaning as well!" all Ronda could do was mentally groan.
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Harriet on the other hand, was having a 'why me' air and plenty of sad expressions as she walked towards the all time villain of history. Or as it seems yet.
"I'm going to hex malfoy, just you wait and see" Harriet inwardly promised, she came to a stop right outside sir morgana's chambers, Hesitant proceed onward. "Well here goes nothing I guess" taking a shaky breath, she cracked opens the door slowly anticipating yet dreading morgana's presents.
As fate would have it, morgana was up and fully dressed as she arrived. All decked out in a knights attire, he had a roguish look today his dark brown shoulder length hair yet to be tamed. But still in better shape then Harriet could ever hope for her own hair. His eyes still the same forest green as always.
"Good day Harriet" morgana announced snapping her attention to him as he caught sight of her. She forced down the blush for being embraced for looking so long, she kept her face fixed that looked natural.
"And a good morning to you sir morgana, what would you like for me to do?" in truth Harriet didn't know a clue about how this would work out. True she was a maid, but a pretend maid. She hadn't a clue what she would do really if he gave her something more then just doing laundry or making the bed.
"You start by sorting out the empty, from the full sleeping draught's that are normally refilled weekly." He waved an arm to a nearby shelf that had an assortment of bottles, in an order of disarray.
Harriet got to sorting and placing the empty ones in an empty basket to take back to the physician. And lined the full ones back on the shelf neatly. Halfway through her thoughts wondered why he would need so many.
"Why do you have all these?" Harriet bit her lip, not really meaning for her thoughts to come out as a question. She snuck a glance behind her and watched as morgana's shoulders stiffened slightly as he was pinning his cape on.
"I'm sorry I pry too much, you don't have to tell me" she added in a hurry, her eyes downcast not taking them offs her working hands. "I have nightmares; always have been since I was a child" she didn't expect a reply; she didn't take her eyes off her work. And couldn't help but stupidly asking another question that popped up.
"And what exactly do you dream about" this time she felt like banging her head against the bedpost for her irritating curiosity. "Many things, some so vague I can't remember now, but others are just so real…"
"Well, do you dream about yourself winning this year's tournament?" she threw in, at an attempt at light hearted 'nice. "Oh please, I win almost all them unless I'm board and just let Arthur win" Harriet couldn't contain a snort at his capable personality of being assertive in himself and his abilities.
"In fact this year I'm not really interested in being the winner, besides I don't want to be putting up with Arthur's brooding over his loss. Nor can I stand his smugness but still I just don't feel up to it so I'll just let him win, and gloat about letting him" he turned to her with a grin.
"I swear you men think to highly of yourselves, when all you are is hot air" she was finished with her sorting, by the time morgana finished with combing out his hair.
"Yet women come flocking at beck and call" morgana teased lightly. Getting a none impressed look from Harriet. "well some of use that really matter aren't as easy as being charmed with pretty words, it takes real heart to win a true and fair woman's heart" she said with utmost passion, her short stature could look standing tall.
"And I to look forward to getting to know such a woman" morgana said, turning to face Harriet as she was already staring at him. It felt like an eternity of awkward silence before morgana broke it.
"Will you be joining in the stands to watch?" he asked unexpectedly, that startled her out of the moment. "Y-yes with my friends" she spoke in a slight stutter.
"Well, I hope to see you then, hopefully to be cheering me on as I hope to be considered a friend?" the last part was more of a question. "Of course, wouldn't want Arthur thinking himself the better" Harriet joked, as she turned away to leave as there seemed not much left to keep her there.
"Oh, and Harriet" she turned back at the call of her name. "I hope to see you soon."
"And I would hope to see you as well sir morgana" at that she left with a promise to cheer him on in the tournament.
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"Body, shield, body, and shield" with every beating thrown his way, Merlin kept stumbling back. What did he ever do to deserve this?"Should have just let the witch have him" he had just enough time to think before Arthur threw in an unexpected "head" and hit him over the top of the head with his sword.
This carried on for want seemed like forever till he lost his balance and fell flat on his back, his helmet slide off. Showing just how out of breath he was.
"You're braver then you look most servants collapse after the first blow." Arthur said, coming to stand over me.
"Is it over?" I asked slightly in a daze. "That was just the warm up. How is your mace work coming along?" he was swinging it over his head, I threw my head back in a groan.
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"So then you use honey for earaches?" Hermione asked, watching Gaius as he Jared a cone. "Yes, helps with most of my own problems during winter" Gaius chuckled at Hermione's eagerness to learn.
"Hermione in all my life, I have not met one person so eager to learn. And actually understand half of what I say." Hermione blushed at the complement.
"Well I took some cla-tutor of a friend that showed me something's, and it's comforting to keep learning" she stated truthfully, it was comforting to think of it as being in herbology again.
"Awe I see, well you are very much welcome here anytime. Seeing as you have the knowledge and skills for being a future physician yourself one day" he said, pointing a figure at her as though he was pointing out her potential.
There lesson's were cut off as Merlin came staggering through the door. He looked beat-up, and worse for wares. Hermione was instantly by his side as she helped him to sit down easily seeing as he could barely stand.
"Hermione could you heat up a tub of water for me…and soak a wet rag as well" Gaius asked, as she went as told. "So, how was your first day as Arthur's servant" he asked, as he began taking off his heavy armor from practice.
"Do you hear clanging?" was his smart remark. "Merlin are you alright? Hopefully nothing is broken?" Hermione asked, coming over with a bucket of warm heated water, that wasn't to hot nor was it to cold it was just right. Merlin sighed in bliss as Gaius began to treat him.
"Nothing I couldn't handle" he reassured her, getting a snort from Gaius that made his ears turn a light pink. But grunted when his shoulder was popped back into place.
"Hermione can you bring me the jars for rosemary, Arnica, skullcap, and the lavender oil for me?" Hermione went without question to retrieve it from the far shelves.
"It was horrible, and I still got to learn all about tournament etiquette by morning" Merlin moaned once Hermione was out of earshot. "Onhrine achtug bregdan" mumbled and a book came to his side and opened instantly.
For his troubles he reserved a sharp slap to the back of his head. "Owe" Merlin huffed as he took in Gaius none impressed face. "What've I told you of using magic like this, and Hermione is still in the room" he whispered harshly, smacking him once more for his stupidity.
"I'm sorry, but if I could use my arms, I'd pick up the book myself. Besides Hermione couldn't see me from way back there." He defended. "Never mind your arms, what would I do if you were to get caught?"
"What would you what?" Hermione asked, coming back from behind a shelf. One that she was hiding behind in as she gave them time. "Well don't do it again, for all our sakes" Gaius stated. Looking back at Hermione's curious face.
"Merlin was just coming back from the tavern was all?" Gaius said, ignoring Merlins slack-jaded face, which turned into a slight glare. "Yes, we cant have you running to the tavern now can we?" Hermione tried to hide her amusement as she turned her back on them to fix a paste for merlins aching muscles.
"w-well in truth it was just one-half pint" Merlin tried to justify. "I really don't drink that often, good to loosen the tension in the muscles?" Hermione was trying to contain herself, even going far as to imagine slughorn in a bathing suit.
She calmed enough to keep a straight face once the paste was done. She pretended to have a scowling expression, as if she was angry with his remark but really on the inside she was doubled over laughing.
"Now Merlin you must not let it become a habit, wouldn't want you to end up in a bad situation" Hermione teased. Having a mental laugh at his embarrassment. "Yes Hermione, I'll keep that in mind" he promised, unable to do anything else besides looking silly.
"You know I save Arthur from getting killed and end up his servant, how fair is that" she let him rant, nodding her head as she applied the past between his shoulder-blades. "I'm not good with the whole pep-talk thing. But I just know you did the right thing, and you should feel proud by that…I know I am. You're a real hero" Hermione offered, and reserved a smile in thanks.
"I'm not sure fairness comes into it. It might be fun" Gaius put in, getting a bewildered stare from his nephew. "You think mucking out Arthur's horses stall is fun? You should see what else he has me to do!"
"We all have our duties, even Arthur" Gaius stated, handing Hermione back some of the jars to put away. "It must be tough for him with most all of the girl and glory" he said sarcastically and got a stern look from both Gaius and Hermione.
"He is the future king; people expect so much of him. He's under a lot of pressure" he said. He pressed hard at a certain spot and all Hermione could her was a sort of cracking sound. "Ah, that makes two of us then."
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To say Darcy was completely and utterly board was an understatement. True as a pure- blood she was taught proper etiquette, and the family traditions throughout there lineage. And in truth there is also close to the medieval times, she also was taught sword fighting from her mother's side.
But that doesn't make it any-less boring. To be dining with the king was something, faking excitement of an utter bubble-headed hufflepuff was to cry over.
"Your highness I'm very interested in the tournament that would take place, and would like to know of its events seeing as I haven't been to one in so long" she faked being brought towards a dark memory.
"Well I would love for you to be by my side as the tournament goes, seeing as my ward always enters it gets slightly lonely all alone in the royal box. If you would be so kind as to accompany me" a mischievous smile came over Darcy's lips but she hid it under her goblet once she took a sip.
"I would be more then enthused, as to be escorted it would be such an honor" Darcy gushed, on the borderline of throwing up and down right hexing him.
"You know my dear, I always did want a daughter and in a way you remind me of my wife" Darcy could just cry.
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And there we go, didn't want to do too much, just setting the scene for valiant! Drama, someone's going to find out those with magic! But will Hermione let them live to tell anyone? Who knows (well besides mere888, but don't say anything girl!) hope you enjoy! Review, follow, and love the awesome me (also look at some of my other work!)