Disclaimer: see chapter 1

"Oh God! I-I can-t believe-" said Hermione as she woke up. She was momentarily happy just to be warm and comfortable before several things made themselves abundantly clear. The first of whch being that she was naked, the second being that she was sticky, and the third of which being that her matress was warm and moving.

"Five more minutes Addie, please." Said Peter as he rolled over. Hermione shivered as he took the blanket with him.

"Oh God! Oh! God! I can't believe we did that!" yelled Hermione running for the bathroom. Peter woke up with a start and realized that he was naked. He flipped the picture of his family down and got dressed. He decided that he was going to sleep on the sofa in the parlor wearing dress robes to punish himself and not risk it again with Hermione.

"I can't do anything right." Said Peter as he made his way down the darkened hallway. He didn't notice that the entire hallway was dark nor did he notice the figure following him.

"No actually from what I heard you did quite a few things right." Said Persephone coming uop behind him. Peter whipped his wand over to her and kept it pressed to her forehead.

"What are you doing here?" asked Peter. Persephone rolled her grey eyes and pushed his wand down with one finger.

"I could ask you the same thing, Wormtail." Said Persephone feeling her own wand in her sleeve.

"I, dear niece, live here." Said Peter his voice dripping with loathing. For a moment he saw his brother staring back at him.

"As do I." said Persephone taking in his disheveled appearance. She smiled that smiel of ehrs that clearly said 'I-know-what-you-did0-naughty-naughty.'

"Shouldn't you be traipsing around with your sister and cousin? On your way to India? In the colony with all the other dark seekers?" said Peter turning on his heels and walking towards the kitchen. Persephone followed him.

"Shouldn't you be playing double agent like Galatea told you too? You did help us on many a raid after all." Said Persephone an apple falling form her hat as she kept up.

"Leave me be you little monster." Said Peter once again pointing his wand at her. She knew that he wouldn't curse her but she drew her own wand just to make it clear that she wasn't above hurting him.

"I'm the monster? I would never betray my friends for just a bit of power…or spite."

"You, my inbred little niece, have no friends." Said Peter his wand trained on her.

"Well the pot is certainly calling the kettle black now isn't he?" laughed Persephone using her non wand hand to point to the portrait of Peter's parents both looking very much alike.

"Leave me, you speak of things that you know nothing about." Said Peter

"I know the Pettigrew family Mr.-I-married-my-cousin-who-might-be-my-half-sister."

"Why do you pester me so?"

"Because I can." Said Persephone spying some movement out of the corner of her eye.

"You can leave but you won't do that."

"And miss the fun?"

"You call being trapped in this house fun? Well, I suppose given your upbringing. When did they figure out how to manage your condition again?" Peter could tell by the darkened look that crossed her face that he had struck a cord.

"My condition does not impede my ability to travel freely. You, on the other hand, can't leave this island. Pity, they control Azkaban now. You'd be right at home." Said Persephone.

"Be gone Persephone Demeter Pettigrew!" said Peter casting a disarming spell at her. She lazily blocked it and gave an exhagerrated yawn.

"Don't worry yourself, as I said I can travel freely. I only came back here to marshal my forces if you will." It was then that Peter noticed how flushed she was.

"You tire so easily." Said Peter mockingly

"As does your wife or have you forgotten you had one?" said Persephone with a suggestive raise of her eyebrow.

"What Adlhyde doesn't know won't hurt her." Said Peter dangerously. Persephone took a step back but tried not to look scared. She failed.

"So you do know the consequences to your actions." Said Persephone slyly. Peter gave a flick of his wand and disarmed her.

"I know that you won't say anything. You have nothing to gain. Nobody will believe you and if they do Portia will hate you for bringing these…incidents…to light. I know that you don't want my first born daughter to hate you."

"Portia would never hate me." Said Persephone confidently

"No?" said Peter sarcastically. He made his way down the hallway and she followed at his heels

"No, we are loyal to the very end…unlike some people."

"You know not of what you speak no for the last time be gone!" said Peter. Persephone gave an exaggerated curtsy. She turned and walked to her room a plan forming in her mind. She was so engrossed in thought that she didn't notice that she was being followed.

Hermione didn't know what she was doing or going to do. She knew that nothing good would come from trying to escape again without money and a wand. She knew that if she learned the plan of the city and managed to blend in she could escape. Escape to what though? She had no idea where Harry and Ron were as well as the small detail of it being open season on muggle borns. She eventually got out of the bathroom when she heard Peter leave. She walked into the bedroom and threw open the wardrobe. She gasped as she saw just how ostentatious the clothes were. From what she saw of the girls who found her fashion seemed to be elegant but subdued. This seemed more wizarding with its bright colors, moving patterns, and the hats that seemed to be sustaining an entire small garden. She took a bright blue dress from the rack and threw it on. It hung strangely from her and she realized that the underwear was what kept most of the shape. She heard loud talking and walked out into the darkened hallway. She stayed to walls and found Peter arguing with someone who looked very familiar. Hermione stifled a gasp as she recognized one the girls that had captured her. She and Peter proceeded to argue until he sent her away. Hermione heard that her name was Persephone and remembered Peter telling her about Persephone's light allergy. She followed Persephone down a hallway that darkened all the way down every time she turned a corridor. Hermione couldn't see Persephone as they would the twisting hallways, she was guided by the light of a Kerosene lamp. They eventually reached a tapestry depicting a large stone castle with bats and people flying all around it.

"Why do I torture myself so?" asked Persephone to nobody. She had asked for this tapestry when she was twelve and convinced that she was part vampire but now it seemed to torture her. She waved her wand and the tapestry folded up and revealed a heavy wooden door. Hermione crept in quickly after her.

"Who are you?" asked Persephone tearing her wand from her sleeve and pointing at Hermione. She thought that it was the portraits that were giving her the feeling of being watched but not she knew.

"I-I come in peace." Said Hermione throwing her hands up defensively. Persephone smirked and lowered her wand.

"Oh course you do. After all, there's not much damage you can do in an oversized tea dress no wand, no knife, no underwear." Said Persephone. She gave an exaggerated turn and sat on an oversized chair.

"I suppose not." Said Hermione looking down at Persephone then at the curtains. Persephone sighed.

"The curtains are for show, the windows in this room were removed and the holes bricked over long before I was born." Said Persephone motioning to a carving on the wall. Hermione looked over and saw "Magnolia Pettigrew's room, charmed to for all of you to stay away."

"Oh. Listen, I need your help." Said Hermione grasping straws. She knew that the chances of getting help were slim to nil but she had to try.

"Let me guess; Peter Pettigrew is amazing in bed and you want me to make his wife…disappear?" Said Persephone sarcastically

"No!" said Hermione wishing that she had her wand.

"Or you want me to help you kill Peter Pettigrew and then his children to avenge Harry Potter?"

"What?"

"Yeah, I know the story of the Boy-Who's-Name-Must-Be-Hyphenated." Said Persephone getting up and twisting a strand of limp blonde hair around her wand.

"No, I mean why would I kill his family? Peter maybe but not his family. I'm not even sure if I can have blood on my hands." Said Hermione. She was getting upset and frustrated with the entire thing. She contemplated leaving and finding her own way to escape. Maybe stealing some money and traveling by cover of darkness.

"Fine, you want me to help you escape and reunited with Harry-The-Scar-Potter?" said Persephone. Hermione's face lit up.

"You probably won't though, right." Said Hermione trying not to sound excited. She knew that this girl probably wouldn't help but if she was just pointed in the right direction she could find a solution to her problem.

"Maybe I will and maybe I won't." said Persephone walking over to her bookshelf. She came back with a large folded piece of paper.

"What's that?"

"A nice English cup of tea." Said Persephone. She transfigured it with a laugh into a cup of tea and then back again.

"A map?" asked Hermione unfolding it. Persephone rolled her eyes.

"This is a map me, Portia, and Galatea made. We marked secret tunnels and shortcuts and places that really are bad places to be. Such as the place we found you in. Honestly, did u want to be attacked and robbed?"

"T-Thank you but why are you doing this?"

"Because I don't like Peter Pettigrew and neither do you. Well, you like a certain part of him." Said Persephone suggestively.

"Goodbye then." Said Hermione the bile rising in her throat as she remembered what had transpired the acts of the previous night.