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Chapter Seven: Worry isn't just a parent's game
Hermione:
Nevil was nice if a bit awkward, but Hermione didn't judge. She wasn't exactly a socialite
either. They sat in silence for a while, before he began to bumble asking her what she was looking forward to the most.
"Magical History sounds fun. But so does transfiguration." She shrugged happily. "You?"
He looked down at his feet for a moment. Shrugging he mumbled: "I don't really know." They continued there light conversation before the subject of family came up. This had peeked her interest wondering at what a wizarding family was like.
"So is you're whole family magical? Or only you and your grandmother?" Neville blushed slightly.
"No my whole family are witches or wizards. How about you all muggles?" Hermione stopped for a second, trying to remember what Professor McGonagall had said about that word.
"Muggle is a term used for non-magical people such as you're self."
"Yea well all my blood relatives are, but my Uncle Gabriel is a wizard." She struggled to contain her laugh. That little confession given to her parents was probably one of the most entertaining things she had ever seen. Her normally cool calm and collected Uncle had become a bumbling mess. When being asked about his wizarding passed he looked so lost and horrified that she had almost laughed at his expression. Serves him right for lying.
She had found herself once again wondering why he hid his angelic past. Granted they may think he was crazy but considering that they had just found out that their only daughter was witch. How far was the stretch that their best friend was infact the archangel Gabriel himself? She had asked him about it after McGonagall had left and her parents tried to get their heads around it.
"Don't worry your little head about it." He had ruffled her hair and conjured a lollipop handing it to her. "I might tell you when you're older. Now go to bed. It's late." He had gotten up from his chair not looking at her, when had left the room. But she still saw the sad expression on his face.
"How come you didn't know that your uncle was a wizard?" Nevil looked genuinely interested.
"His family are wizards from America. He meet my mum and dad when they were at university. He never told them." She shrugged again. "I sort of knew that something was different about him." She smiled at the boy opposite her. He smiled back before he started rummaging round for something.
"You lose something?" she asked after he had stud up look at where he was sitting.
"My toad Trevor. He's gone!"
Gabriel:
"You are not leaving today!" A teary eyed Helen ordered as they waved good bye to Hermione. David looked so lost, as he seen his little girl get on the train.
"Yea mate you're staying at least another two days." Demanded looking at his quietly sobbing wife. "We need someone to cheer us up." Sighing Gabriel placed his trade mark grin on his face.
"What else do I have a life for?" Helen let out a weak laugh.
"Good answer." Gabriel grabbed Helens other arm and they walked back through the barrier. Just as he was hit by their pure magic again. Gabriel had begun to plan his next step. Whoever that boy getting on the train was. He had the bad feeling that Hermione was going to be getting walking right in something he couldn't prevent, and that scared him. It didn't matter how hard he tried to appear heartless when he was Loki. Gabriel loved the Grangers like his family and seeing the closest thing he
had to a daughter walked in to a world he hardly knew, was enough from him to take an interest in his old family again. He only hoped it wouldn't do more harm than good.
