Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. (obviously)
A/N: This is a very short story, only three chapters. So, without further worthless ado...
"Hello, hello, hello, Teddy Lupin."
"Madam," Teddy said awkwardly, "I go by Sir Dailperduwn now."
"I would like to join you. Be a New Death Eater."
"Really - That's wonderful!"
"But I shall be your second in command."
"Um..." It obvious he was too afraid to refuse. "Well- I'm-uh- the leader y-you know, you'll hafta listen to me!"
"I can make you a bargain. I'm your second in command in exchange for this."
"A-a-a-box? I am sorry but-" She opened it, revealing the ministry workers. He gasped, breaking off.
"Ministry Officials - dear me - how on earth - how many - Merlin's Pants - How did you possibly get them?" She recounted her story.
" Merlin's Beard! Bu-u-ut, Why? Whh -hy would you betray them?"
"You know how it feels not to be treated as a human. As a half-werewolf, people don't view you as alive. As a living being." For the first time, he looked absolutely comfortable with her.
"I completely understand. It's the same for me. That's why I started this revolution, anyway. Welcome. It's great to have a giant on our si-"
"See. There you go. I am a thing to be used, just a giant. You know I could leave whenever I want."
"NO. I mean - no. You are not a tool. You're second in command only to me. Welcome to the New Death Eaters."
She smiled, trying to push her doubt away. She didn't agree with Teddy's methods, and she didn't want to kill anyone. Welcome to the New Death Eaters. Welcome. Welcome. Welcome to the Ministry. Welcome. Welcome. But the Ministry and all wizards and witches were hardly friendly to her. Teddy was, so far, but had she ever felt truly Welcome?
"I'll go get my stuff. And my dogs."
"Your dogs? They are - uh, trained, right?" He asked. She responded sarcastically, because there was no way she was leaving Simah and Gegorae behind.
"The Great Sir Dailperduwn, afraid of dogs?" She turned and started to go, still not entirely sure she wanted to do this. As she was leaving, the woman who tried to say thank you earlier called.
"I think you're human! I've been trying to protect House-Elf Rights for years! I agree, stuff has to be changed. This is not the way!" She stopped in her tracks. She whirled around.
"Liar!" She screamed, but she couldn't help believing her. "This one's mine!" She called, grabbing her.
"NO! - HERMIONE! HERMIONE! HERMIONE! HERMIONE! HERMIONE! HER-!", screamed the red-haired man who had interrupted her earlier. He stopped abruptly as his black-haired friend whispered sharp words to him.
She marched, keeping one hand closed around Hermione. She got to her cave and started to pack, one-handed. Suddenly she stopped and put Hermione down on the table.
"I believe you."
"I- you do?"
"I don't want to do this. But we need rights!"
"Yes. We do."
"Go."
"What?
"Go. Pretend I ate you," she repeated.
"I can't leave without- your not going to eat me right?"
"What? No! Humans taste horrid!"
"Well, I can't leave without them. Ron - Harry- !"
"They're not worth it. Ron's the one who said 'It can't understand us anyway' right?" She snarled.
"I - Yes - but-"
"And if I've read the chronicles right, he referred to your organization as 'spew'?
"But - I- what - How do you know that?"
"The Harry Potter Series? The scandal about J.K. Rowling, the biographer, giving it out to Muggles? They even made seven movies? She insisted she did it because the Muggles wouldn't believe her anyway? How do you not know this? You're like the main character?"
"How did I not know that?"
"It was in The Quibbler about three times."
"Oh! Then it must be true," she replied, only a bit sarcastically.
"Most people would say the opposite."
"Luna writes the truth - well - what she thinks is the truth."
"You know LUNA LOVEGOOD? Please tell her about me? I'm a HUGE fan of The Quibbler!"
"Even all the stuff about the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks existing?"
"Yeah! Snorkacks exists! I've seen one!"
"WHAT?"
"They lived everywhere where we grew up. Just because wizards don't know about it doesn't mean they don't exist!"
"Luna's going to be insufferable," Hermione muttered.
"Go."
"Sorry, what?"
"Go. I have a plan for defeating Diapertown."
"I - I - can't - what's your name, anyway?"
"Lila. You're the first person who ever asked me that."
"Lila, I can't gooaaaahhhhh!" She had picked Hermione up and was going outside.
"Lila, Lila, What are you doing?" She picked up Hermione and wrapped her carefully in huge, broad leaves, muffling her screams. Then, whispering sorry to the wind and somehow Hermione as well, she threw the bushy-haired girl as far as she could go. She really hoped the leaves would cushion her landing. Giants could throw far.
Last chapter coming soon!