Hermione blinked at Remus. "That's not true." But of course it was, seeing as how werewolves and veela could smell a lie.
"I'm so sorry, Hermione. Your mother, father and I, we didn't intend for you to find out. But unfortunately, you did, you had to know. Especially now."
Hermione started crying, "My parents, they're gone."
"What are you talking about?" Tonks asked.
"I Obliviated my parents. They don't know who I am! Is that clear enough for you?" Hermione snarled at the woman, tears streaming down her face.
"Hey. No need to get all snarly with me." Tonks said. "I was just wondering. Curious, you could say."
Hermione narrowed her eyes at the purple haired woman before turning back to Remus.
"How is it you seem to be comfortable with two Death Eaters, Remus?"
His eyes narrowed dangerously at the witch he just called his daughter. "No one said I was."
Hermione smiled slightly, "You just told a story I doubt many people knew with these," she gestured to Antonin and Thorfinn, "two around. Clearly, you feel comfortable. How?"
He sighed, "Moony. He can feel, these two mean no harm," Antonin snorted while Thorfinn popped his knuckles. "No real harm, not really."
Hermione nodded, "Okay. I have another question. How in the world did you find me? No one that I've noticed has even tried."
Remus looked grave, "Bill."
"How is Bill involved in you finding me?" She asked though her mind was working out all the possibilities.
"He's the one that let them in by breaking the wards," Remus grumbled out.
"What? He wouldn't do that. I know he wouldn't. Not unless under dire circumstances." Her heart was beating fast as she tried to lose all the possible conclusions as to why Bill would break the Rowle wards. What she came up with, they didn't even come close to what the real circumstance was.
"They have Fleur."
Hermione's world turned black for a short moment.
"How?"
"The battle. They grabbed her when everyone was preoccupied with their loved ones. She was on her way to the Great Hall, but she never made it in." Remus explained. He then turned to Antonin and Thorfinn, "Have you heard anything on her?"
"Fleur?" Thorfinn asked.
"The Beauxbatons champion in the Triwizard Tournament. One quarter veela," Hermione clarified.
"Yeah, no. We haven't heard anything, but we haven't been to any meetings recently due to being attacked, thanks to Bill Weasley." Thorfinn grumbled lightly.
As if on cue, both Death Eaters clutched their left arms in unison, gasping in pain.
"What the fuck? We haven't been called in weeks," Thorfinn gasped out.
Antonin gasped before he seemed to turn off his pain receptors. Glancing at Throfinn, he stated, "I'm grabbing our stuff, you just roll around on the floor in pain. Don't worry."
"Fuck you." Thorfinn ground out before taking a deep breath and turning to go and grab his mask and cloak. Before he left, he turned to Hermione, "Don't go anywhere."
Hermione nodded with a small nod.
Remus watched Hermione's interaction with the two men silently. Noticing her eyes watched both men equally.
His eyes widened slightly before schooling his features.
Thorfinn glanced at Remus, "You leaving?" The older werewolf shook his head in a negative response. Thorfinn sighed, "Fine. But I'm locking you two in the house with her."
"Aww… you do care." Hermione teased the man.
He glared at her as Tonks snorted a laugh.
"Watch yourself, kitten," Thorfinn asseverated. She nodded again solemnly, teasing the man no more. He then left to follow Antonin, disapparating with barely a 'pop' after the other man gave Thorfinn his cloak and mask.
"Well, that certainly was interesting," Tonks stated while smiling softly.
Remus shook his head in exasperation at his wife before looking at Hermione. "I'm really sorry."
Hermione looked at him, blinked, before asking, "What for?"
"Everything." He took a breath, "For not telling you sooner, for not being there, for just, everything."
Hermione smiled at him, "I don't blame you, you know. For me getting bitten. It was my fault for being outside during the full moon anyway. I also don't blame you for not telling me you were my father sooner than now. I'm pretty sure I would have raged hell somehow at my parents for not telling me. I honestly believe you, I hope you know that. At the beginning, I was just in disbelief for a moment."
Remus smiled at Hermione, before speaking, "I am so very sorry you Obliviated your parents. After you told us, I felt like you shouldn't have had to do that alone. I'm sure it was extremely hard."
Nodding, she stated, "It was. But it was necessary," she said, tears rolling down her face.
Remus moved over to Hermione and pulled her into his arms to comfort her. "I won't pretend that it's hard, but we" he nodded toward Tonks, "are here for you."
Sniffing, Hermione pulled away slightly, "I hid Harry. Is he safe?"
Remus smiled brightly, "Brightest witch of her age. He is."
*HP*HP*HP*
"My Lord, we've found nothing out. She refuses to tell us anything." Antonin told the Dark Lord standing in the Malfoy Manor Parlor.
Voldemort growled, "Nothing at all. Even after all these weeks, nothing on The-Boy-Who-Lived?"
"Nothing, my Lord." Thorfinn said.
"Well, that is quite unfortunate. Luckily, that should change in about two to three weeks. I forget when the full moon is." Voldemort cackled.
"You're the one that sent Greyback to my home?" Thorfinn questioned.
"You dare question me, Rowle? But I will answer your question to quench your curiosity. No. I didn't. He chose that path himself, and what a delightful path it was. I will not punish him for it of that is what you want."
"He could have bitten us also," Thorfinn told his leader.
"Pity that," was all that was said.
"What would you like us to do, my Lord?" Antonin took over the conversation from Thorfinn before the man quite literally as the man's magic was beginning to manifest itself onto his skin.
"We wait. She'll soon find out we have the wife of one of her Weasley's. She'll come to me to get her."
Antonin and Thorfinn shared a look.
Over their dead bodies.