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A/N: I'm so sorry about the long wait for this chapter, but sometimes that's just how life goes. I want to give a big thank you to all of you who have read and reviewed. This story has reached over a thousand alerts! Thank you so much for the interest in my story. Now without further adieu Chapter 29 of Watching Over Harry.
Lemon Warning half way through chapter.
Chapter 29
Ron Prewitt formerly Weasley stood cloaked in a secluded corner trying to look inconspicuous in the large atrium/reception center of the French Ministry. Unlike the dark and dim lit atrium of the British Ministry the French Ministry was light and airy and gave off a feeling of refined hospitality. Light and airy was all well and good unless you wanted the anonymity that the shadows afforded.
A high arched glass ceiling revealed the beautiful warm summer Paris day that was outside. The rays of the sun flooded through the glass ceiling acting as a natural prism that filled the atrium with a rainbow of soft color that illuminated the entire floor. The décor was early Louis the XIV, not that Ron Weasley cared or even could identify. But admiring the style and beauty of the French Ministry was not the reason he was there.
Ron's eyes swept around the area, he made brief eye contact with five others who were here for the same reason that he was. He had been assigned to Malfoy senior's team to bring in the blood traitors Draco Malfoy and Eugenia Parkinson. A spy within the French Ministry had alerted them that Parkinson had sought a meeting with the French Ministry regarding sanctuary. The spy had learned that Deputy Minister for Magic, Francios Delacour, had agreed to meet with them and had set an appointment to meet with her today.
This was Ron's first mission to prove himself worthy of joining the Dark Lords ranks. Not that he or his mother had much choice in the matter. This was to be a simple 'Snatch and Dash' operation. They were to grab the pair of traitors and then get them back to England with an illegally provided international portkey. If everything went as planned he would be back at Prewitt manor by dinner time.
Lucius Malfoy methodically looked over the atrium; he quickly identified two possible escape routes from the main hall. He would need to get the Parkinson slag and his traitorous son out quickly once they had them. The portkey would not work within the ministry itself so they needed to get out of the building to activate it. The plan was to get close enough to the two traitors and quickly and quietly cast an imperious curse on the two of them and have them walk straight out of the building.
The problem was that the building was so well lit that if they were not careful they could be spotted by an observant witch or wizard, or worse an observant French Auror. It had to be well timed and they needed to remain inconspicuous. Lucius, always the observant wizard recognized that the French Aurors seemed a little more attentive that usual. Undoubtedly The Deputy Minister had alerted them to the pending arrival of Parkinson and his son, silently cursing the thought of his traitorous offspring.
They were ordered by the Dark Lord not to engage in a fire fight with the French. The French were taking a neutral stand about what was happening in England, and he did not want to give them any cause for them to actively work against him. Recruitment in France had also gone pretty much unnoticed by the French Ministry and the Dark Lord wanted to keep it that way, also, he did not want to fight a multi bordered war if at all possible. He would first take over Britain and then would focus on the other countries if they did not fall in to line.
What was concerning to Lucius was the addition of the Weasley boy or Prewitt to his team. He had after all been a close friend and supporter of Harry Potter and the Weasley's and Prewitt's had been allies of Dumbledore's for years. He did not know what the Dark Lord was thinking in bringing them into the fold as it were. But the Dark Lord's mind was his own and no one not even he would dare to challenge the Dark Lords orders.
Nevertheless if the boy made one mistake while on this mission, Lucius would kill the redhead himself. Success was a must or Lucius feared his own survival. The Dark Lord did not tolerate failure and he had failed the Dark Lord one too many times as it was, and he would be damned to let this 'boy' be the cause for failure of the mission.
Ron and the others had now been standing around the atrium for almost two hours and his anxiety levels were beginning to rise and his mind began to wander. How and the hell did he find himself in this position he thought bitterly. 'It's all Potter's fault!' he rationalized. 'Had he just remained the puppet that Dumbledore needed him to be none of this would have happen. The ungrateful prick!' Ron continued to fume. 'All he needed to do was marry Ginny making her Lady Potter, knock her up and then die! Leaving the Potter vaults to us, I deserved his money more than he ever did. The bastard had to go and ruin everything!'
Flashback: A week after the Will reading
"Hello Molly." A short lean man with an exaggerated hook nose and small watery eyes said silkily.
"Pius." Molly Prewitt began. "What can I do for you?" Molly stated tightly eyeing the slick politician. Molly had just exited Gringotts bank and was ready to explode after the Goblins had informed her that her accounts had been frozen and she was being investigated for embezzlement over evidence that she had pilfered several thousand galleons from Harry Potter's trust vault.
"I couldn't help but over hear your recent… troubles with the Goblins. It is such an outrage that they would question the honesty and integrity of a pureblood such as you, one that can trace her heritage back several generations." Pius Thicknesse stated consolingly, tutting while shaking his head back and forth.
"And your point is Pius" Molly snapped, quickly losing her patience. She had known Pius since their days at Hogwarts and knew the man to be as sneaky and cunning as they come.
"My point is dear Molly, that someone of your station should not be treated in such a fashion. You are above such…false accusations. And a woman of your obvious intelligence and beauty should be taken at her word, and not treated like some society climbing half-blood or dare I say…like some uppity mudblood." Pius stated stroking Molly's ego.
"Thank you Pius, but what can I do? The Goblins refuse to allow me access to what is justly mine?" Molly sighed.
Pius cleared his throat and leaned close to the redheaded woman and then conspiratorially whispered in her ears.
"There are those among us dear Molly who understands your frustration. You come from a very prestigious pureblood family, whose fortune was maliciously and might I added wrongly taken from you because of the false allegations of a Potter slut centuries ago. The Potter fortune is rightfully yours, the Potters onerous perjury should have been clearly evident, but the courts were in their pockets. Your family had no chance."
"I don't need a history lesson Pius. I am well aware of the treachery of the Potters!" Molly spat.
"Of course you don't Molly. But I represent someone who could restore your family's standing and wealth. My employer believes that all the Old families should take their rightful place in society and he is willing to help you get what is duly yours." Pius stated placatingly to the proud woman.
"And who exactly is your employer Pius?" Molly asked suspiciously.
"Just someone who wants to see our proud pureblood traditions preserved and our elite families prosper the way it was meant to be. He can restore your family to its former glory Molly, I assure you." Pius stated confidently holding Molly's gaze.
Molly considered the man in front of her for a long moment, weighing her options she realized that all she had left was maybe a thousand Galleons stashed at the rebuilt Prewitt manor the rest of her funds were now frozen by the goblins and she no longer could access her personal vault.
Pius could tell that the Prewitt matriarch was seriously considering his offer which made him smile inwardly. The Dark Lord would be pleased if this once light sided family joined his ranks. The information they possessed about Dumbledore and Harry Potter could be invaluable and he would find himself richly rewarded by his master for such a betrayal of the light.
"If I decide to meet with this employer of yours, what guarantee do I have to redeem my family's wealth from the Potter vaults?" Molly finally asked.
"My master has certain…influences he can bring to bear on the so called 'Lord Potter'" Pius spat with loathing that seemed to create a smirk on Molly's lips. "Before my Lord is through with Potter he will be begging you to take his fortune." Pius finished smugly.
"Potter has powerful allies Pius; I doubt your master will find it easy to persuade him to give up his fortune." Molly stated with a hint of disbelief in her voice.
"Oh there are already plans to deal with Potter's allies. Believe me in a few weeks time you will be enjoying the wealth your family is entitled to. My master simply requests that as a small token of your appreciation for what he will do for you is that you provide him with a third of the contents of the Potter controlled vaults."
Molly began to sputter but before she could argue Pius continued. "My master is taking all the risks Molly dear, and the Potter wealth is extensive surely you will not be so…selfish. Many generations of Prewitts would never have to work with the amount of gold the Potters have in their vaults. Gold, Dear Molly that they have stolen from many pureblood families such as yours over the centuries." Pius argued.
Molly sighed and reluctantly nodded her head. "Very well Pius, the Prewitts will meet with your employer and will agree to his terms provided that the remainder of the Potter fortune minus his one third of course, is given to us." Molly stated pompously already putting on airs of a rich pureblood.
Pius bowed supplicantly to the redhead and simpered. "Of course my lady Prewitt, I will send word of when the meeting will take place." Pius stated stroking the women's ego once more. "Until then." Pius stated and then left with a pop of apparition.
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Two days later, Molly, Ron and ten other family members of House Prewitt waited in the parlor of Prewitt Manor waiting for the arrival of Pius Thicknesse and his employer to finalize the deal that Molly had agreed to.
The flames in the fireplace suddenly turned green grabbing the attention of everyone in the parlour. The head of Pius floated in the flames. "Ah Molly, will you allow us passage my employer is most anxious to meet with you and your family."
"Of course Pius, one moment." Molly adjusted the ward stones over the mantel of the fireplace to allow unfettered access. "You are clear to come through Pius." Molly stated and then stepped back from the fireplace.
Pius Thicknesse stepped through the emerald flames as was quickly followed by five others as well as a young girl that Ron new well.
"Pansy Parkinson! What the hell are you doing here?" Ron asked scathingly at the young witch who had tormented him for ages.
"Now now Weaslby, is that anyway to start off a new partnership." The dark haired girl smirked predatorily.
Before the young redhead could respond another figure stepped out of the fireplace, his pale skin and glowing red eyes unmistakable. A gasp was heard throughout the room as wands from all sides came out and began pointing at one another. Lord Voldemort had arrived.
"Is this any way for a proper pureblood family to greet its guest?" The high pitched voice of the most feared dark lord in generations asked askance. "I was under the impression that I was invited here to discuss the bright future of House Prewitt." He looked questionably at Molly.
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Ron shook his head humorlessly at the memory of the Dark Lords visit to his home. He had been surprised at how convincingly the Dark Lord had swayed his family into joining him. If he kept his promise, the Prewitts would be given most of the Potter fortune once he had dealt with Harry and those that supported him. If Ron was honest with himself, it took very little to convince him to join.
The Dark Lord read him like an open book. He promised the mudblood Granger to him, to do as he wished. Ron had a particular 'bone' to pick with Granger. He was pretty sure she had been the one to curse him that day at Gringotts. Shortly after the disaster that was the will reading he noticed or rather felt something odd in his trousers.
A quick trip to the loo and he had his suspicions confirmed, his penis had been shrunk to the size of a thimble! Molly had taken him to St. Mungos but not one of the healers were able to reverse the spell. They were informed that only the spellcaster would be able to reverse it. Once he had the mudblood bitch he would force her to reverse the curse and then show her how a pureblood dick could be used on an inferior.
'You'll pay Granger, you'll definitely pay. Maybe I'll be allowed to rape you while Potter is forced to watch.' Ron smirked to himself. 'I want him to see as I take everything away from him.' Ron thought arrogantly.
Ron was quickly brought out of his musing when Lucius had looked his way and gave him a subtle warning. Ron looked to where Lucius had nodded and low and behold he saw a tuft of light blonde hair that was floating to the side of a hooded individual. Ron would know that color of hair anywhere and the person it was attached to. Draco had finally arrived.
Ron recalled the vitriolic comments Pansy had made about her former boyfriend when the Dark Lord had assigned him to go with Lucius' team. She had wanted to come on the mission as well and personally curse the blonde ponce for his betrayal of the Dark Lord. But the Dark Lord was allowing her to lead another strike against someone in the ministry, he did not know whom, but Pansy had a maniacal gleam in her eyes when she found out.
Eugenia Parkinson reached out and grabbed Draco's hand as they made their way to the lifts that would take them to Deputy Minister for Magic Francois Delacour. Subtly she leaned in to whisper in Draco's ear.
"Draco…I have a bad feeling. I-I think we are being watched. I swear I feel we're in danger." Eugenia whispered hurriedly to the younger man.
Draco slowed his walk and surreptitiously began to glance around the ornate room. Several weeks on the run had sharpened his survival instincts and he quickly spotted at least three people who kept glancing at them.
Draco squeezed Eugenia's hand and motioned with his eyes toward the three people in question. One was just left of the lift they were heading to and the other two were just a couple of meters to the right of the lift. Draco was sure there were probably more, most likely behind them near the entrance to the French ministry, but to turn around and look for them would definitely tip the Death Eaters off that they had been spotted, and that would not only be dangerous for them but for anyone who would be caught in the middle of spell fire.
The two renegades knew that they were in trouble but how to get out of the situation. Draco spotted a couple of French Aurors that had just exited another lift and suddenly had an idea.
"Jenny, follow my lead." Draco whispered and then looked to his right. Eugenia followed his gaze and saw the Aurors and gave a slight nod.
"You bitch! How could you do such a thing to me?" Draco screamed at his companion and then slapped her across the face with a loud echoing pop. The two Aurors immediately focused their attention on Draco and Eugenia. One Auror spoke into something in his hand and soon three more Aurors arrived in the Atrium.
"No, I didn't do it! It wasn't my fault I swear!" Eugenia cried loudly. The fight began to draw a lot of attention to the two lovers. The five Aurors immediately made their way to the fighting couple. Lucius was furious, somehow they had been spotted and knew that his good for nothing son had purposely caused a scene to bring the Aurors.
He couldn't go back empty handed he needed to get the boy, but his window of opportunity was closing quickly. The Aurors would get to Draco in moments if he did not act now. A course of action sprang into mind that would draw the Aurors attention on to something else that might provide him with just enough time to get to Draco.
"REDUCTO!" Lucius incanted. A bright red spell shot from his wand and crashed into the glass ceiling above the atrium. The blasting spell shattered the glass that showered down on a now panicking crowd. People were screaming and trying to get to cover to avoid getting cut up by the falling glass.
Draco and Eugenia ran for the lift, Eugenia sent a quick stunner to the Death Eater who had been guarding it while he was cover his own head trying to avoid the falling glass. The other two Death Eaters who were off to the right tried to cast stunners at the fleeing couple but there were too many people running around in panic to get a clear shot.
More Aurors swept into the area trying to ascertain what was happening and to restore some order. Ron panicked and sent a cutting curse at an Auror appeared to be running toward him at least that was what he believed. The Auror was hit in the stomach and fell to the floor screaming as blood flowed from the six inch wide and two inch deep slash that opened up his lower abdomen.
Ron's one spell then set off a cascade effect as the other Death Eaters began firing spells as well. The chaos then went to new heights as the French Aurors returned fire to stop the threat from spreading. During the confusion Lucius had made it to the lift but too late to stop Draco and the Parkinson Slag, The lift had begun its ascent.
Draco looked down at the furious eyes of his father as the lift continued up. "This isn't over Draco! There is no where you can hide! I will find you and you will suffer for your treachery!" Lucius screamed at his only child.
Lucius turned back to the pandemonium that was occurring in the atrium. His men surprisingly showed enough intelligence that they had almost made their way to one of the emergency exits that was to be used to escape with the two traitors. Unfortunately the redheaded brat was still on his feet and was exchanging spells with an auror while making his way to the exit as well.
"Bomarda Maximo!" Lucius yelled out causing the floor in front of the Aurors to explode sending dust and debris into the air in all directions. Malfoy and remarkably all of his men managed to escape out of the exit and then quickly activated their portkeys. One by one they all disappeared in a swirl of color back to England. They had failed…again, and the realization of that failure had Lucius and the others dreading what lay in store for them once the Dark Lord was made aware.
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Warning Lemon Ahead
Bella stretched luxuriously in the silk sheets of the large canopy bed. The cool sheets felt incredible against her naked body but not as incredible as the warm flesh of her lover and husband who lay next to her. She tucked herself tightly into his side and laid her head on his strong chest. Harry's arm instinctively wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her in tighter to him.
Bella stared lovingly at her sleeping husband and marveled at the night of love making that had occurred. She briefly closed her eyes a smile spreading across her face as she felt her husband's love flowing to her even as he slept. Nothing she had ever heard of or studied had prepared her for what she and Harry now shared.
Bella had always felt unworthy of the love that Harry had given her, although she knew that her younger self had been controlled and was made to do horrible things, it was still her hand that did them, and she felt that because of that she was unredeemable and destined for a life of sorrow, misery and loneliness.
All those nagging and remaining doubts however, had been swept away last night as she was able to see herself for the first time through Harry's eyes and he was able to see him through hers. There were no more hidden secrets between them and with everything revealed he still loved her unconditionally and that love had steadily deepened as each new day was born.
She was amazed further at the magical power boost that they had both received; it hummed within them, their cores in constant rhythmic sync. The flow of knowledge between them was incredible and a bit overwhelming but she looked forward to exploring it. It also gave her no small feeling of security knowing that their potential for defending themselves against any who would come against them.
She was also very excited to meet with her ancestor even if she was just an echo of her former self. To be taught at the feat of one of the most gifted witches of any generations was a gift she planned on taking full advantage of.
"Mhmm…morning love." A sleeping voice murmured above her. She looked up to see the half open vibrant green and halo of purple eyes of her love. Smiling warmly at him she leaned toward his face and gave him a tender kiss on his lips.
"Morning my Harry." Bella whispered in his ears, the warmth of her breath causing him to moan appreciatively.
Bella slid on top of his body to give him a proper hello and covered his neck with warm wet kisses making her way to his earlobe. She gently sucked on her prize and nibbled at it causing goose pimples to erupt on Harry's neck.
"Mhmm…someone is happy to see me this morning." Bella stated with a giggle as she felt Harry respond to her ministrations. Grinding her hips in slow circles, Harry's manhood quickly came to full attention. Biting her lips saucily she slowly slid her moist folds up and down over Harry's engorging erection.
Harry moaned lustily as he pushed his hips forward and back matching Bella's rhythm. The velvety sensation was driving Harry wild; he grabbed Bella's hips pulling her down in an effort to create more contact more friction. But Bella was having none of it, she wanted to tease him and get him as close to distraction as possible, so she only allowed gentle pressure between their sexes.
Harry's breathing became faster and his heart rate increased, he wanted more contact he wamted to bury himself in those warm folds. "Please Bella." Harry panted. "I need you, I need to be inside you." He groaned as he tried thrusting his hips upward but Bella moved upward as well denying him entrance.
"Does Bella's man need some release?" Bella said seductively playing with her breasts and with a smile continuing to slide up and down Harry's length but not allowing him entrance.
"Yes…yes Bella please." Harry whined sulkingly.
"Is the all power Harry Potter begging his wifey for a morning shag." Bella said teasingly.
"Oh God…yes, yes…I'm begging you love." Harry declared growling low in his throat. Bella smiled victoriously. With one more pass up his length Bella positioned herself above the swollen member and painstakingly slow sank down on his length.
Harry's back arched off the bed as he felt the incredible warmth of Bella's womanhood envelop him. A few euphoric tears fell from Harry's eyes at the melding of their bodies. Bella squeezed Harry with her inner walls as she slowly slid up and down his shaft. But she knew that Harry wasn't in the frame of mind for slow love making, he was keyed up and wanted to greet the morning with a heart pounding joyride and she was more than willing to let him have it. She smiled as he grabbed her hip in a firm grip and prepared herself for an orgasmic pounding.
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Narcissa Black who was always an early riser made her way down to the kitchens for her morning cup of wake-up. Passing by the bedroom door of her sister and Harry she grimaced in exasperation at the sound of Bella's squeals, Harry's moans and the slapping of flesh.
Irritated she cast a silencing charm at the door and walls and marched to the kitchen. "Fourteen years…fourteen years since I had a decent shag! If I don't get laid soon someone's gonna pay!" Narcissa grumbled out loud pushing the door open to the kitchen. She stopped suddenly at the sight of Nymphadora Tonks and Susan Bones sitting at the table both grinning wildly at the blonde woman.
Blushing furiously she swept into the kitchen, head held high as she poured herself a cup of coffee from the serving tray. She sat down regally at the table and without looking at the other two women said:
"Not a word! I do not want to hear one word." Narcissa said primly. Tonks and Susan unable to control themselves burst into fits of laughter. Narcissa raised a manicured eyebrow at the pair glaring daggers at them.
"S-sorry auntie." Tonks sputtered out gasping for air as she clutched her stomach from laughing to hard. "I-I just never expected something like that to come out of your mouth." Tonks stated failing to hold back a snort of laughter.
"Well, NYMPHADORA." Narcissa emphasized her name. "I am a woman, and as a woman I have needs just like anybody else. And with those two up there shagging like bunnies all the time…" Narcissa stated glaring up at the ceiling. "…I've been painfully reminded just what I've been missing for so long. So you'll excuse me for being a little…frustrated."
"There there auntie." Tonks playfull patted Narcissa hand. "If it's a man you want then I know a perfect place to find some man candy."
"Oh." Narcissa stated feigning uninterest. "And where would one go to find…man candy." Narcissa stated taking a slow drink from coffee trying to play it cool.
"Well, have you ever heard of the Chippendales." Tonks stated with a huge smile on her face.
"…hello is anyone there?" The three women at the table turned toward the fireplace that had ignited with green flames. "Oh hello dears may I come through?" The disembodied head of Augusta Longbottom requested.
"Of course Augusta, come on through." Narcissa stated standing up from the table to welcome the Dowager Lady.
Augusta stepped through the emerald flames and with a slight flick of her wand was clean of any soot that had tagged along on her clothing. "Good morning dears, I bring some wonderful news." Augusta stated with a weary but elated smile.
"What news Lady Longbottom." A voice from the doorway asked. Harry and Bella had just entered the kitchen clinging to each other.
"Ah Lord Potter…I mean Harry." Augusta corrected eliciting a warm smile from Harry. "Wonderful news, they were finally able to remove the cursed knife from Neville." Augusta stated. An ecstatic shriek came from Susan the redhead immediately jumped out of her seat.
"Can I go to him? I mean can I see him, is he awake?" The redheaded girl asked impatiently.
"He is in an induced sleep right now Susan.' The Dowager Lady stated patiently. Susan seemed to deflate a little but was still hopeful that she would be seeing him soon. "The healers believe he will make a complete recovery but that it will take time. His core was severely drained and it will take time for it to fully recharge."
"That's wonderful!" Bella and Harry said simultaneously earning a raised eyebrow from the regal lady.
"Yes, yes…the healers also said that he could come home this evening. They believe that if he is in a familiar or comfortable environment that his recovery may be shortened."
"That makes sense." Tonks said. "I mean…being around people you love and are loved by is bound to have added incentive to get better."
"Too right, Nymphadora." Augusta said, Tonks biting back a remark on the use of her given name.
"And that is why I am here. Harry I know it might be an inconvenience, but do you think that…"
Harry held up his hand interrupting the older woman. "He is my brother Augusta, it is no inconvenience he and you are always welcome here." Harry finished.
"Thank you Harry. With the wards still not rebuilt at the manor I would feel better knowing he was here. And I know that a certain someone…" Augusta paused and smiled at Susan. "…would like to have her fiancé close at hand to nurse back to health." Susan blushed but nodded her head in response.
"Good then its settled. I will have Hermes prepare a room for him. Let us know when he is ready to be released from St. Mungos and we'll come along to help." Harry stated.
"Again thank you Harry. Well I'm off to the hospital again." Turning toward Susan. "If you'd like I could bring you along, I'm sure that he would love to see you when he wakes up." Augusta stated warmly.
Susan's face showed her response, she was up like a shot and grabbed her cloak and already grabbing the floo powder from the mantle. The room chuckled at the girl who was anxious to see her intended.
"Until tonight then." Augusta stated, and then she and Susan stepped into the fireplace and were gone.
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The informant had told them that their target had been seen regularly at a small brothel over the last few weeks. It was located three blocks down from Borgin and Burkes and down an alley to the left called Arsenic Way. It was a very low end brothel who catered to the undesirables of the wizarding world, those that could not get serviced at any other establishment.
This time their mission was not to kill but to capture and bring back with them for further interrogation, and to be eventually turned over to the DMLE for trial and punishment. The usual party of four was joined by a fifth for this excursion. The fifth member, being the only one of the group to have personally met their target before was needed to identify him.
The five blood red cloaked individuals silently kept to the shadows as they made their way to the brothel. The stench of the place was gut retching, urine and feces and a decaying body or two littered the alley way. Hags and vampires silently minded their own business, which seems to be the modus operandi here.
The leader pointed out where they would conceal themselves and wait for their target. If the information had been correct they could expect to see their target within the next hour. They took position on both sides of the street. The plan was to get the person down another side street a couple meters from the brothel. Once there they would stun him and then portkey him back to a waiting cell where he would be "interrogated."
At four pm exactly, a short balding man with beady watery eyes made his way down Arsenic Way just as the informant had promised. The man passed by the first two hidden team members, the one closest to the target whispered "Confundus." The man, disoriented, was lead into the adjacent alley.
The other four team members entered quickly behind the other and surrounded the small man. With a wave of his wand the leader of the group summoned the man's wand. The fifth member of the group and who was the smallest approached the man with wand raised.
"W-who are you?" The now panicking man stuttered. "You better let me go, y-you don't know w-who your messing with!" The man yelled.
"Oh but I do." The smallest member of the team said pulling back their hood.
"Granger!" The man gasped.
"Hello Peter." Hermione dangerously whispered. "And it's Potter now. STUPEFY!"
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A/N: Again thanks for your patience. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, if you did please add a review, if you didn't let me know as well and where it could have been better. I love constructive critiques but no flames please.
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