119. Café Mess Up and Finding A Place

**Hermione's POV**

"What about all the people at the wedding?" Harry asked as we sat down at a table. "Do you think we should go back?"

"They were after you, Mate" Fred started.

"We'd put everyone in danger" George ended.

"They're right," Ron and I said at the same time.

"Ahem. Coffee?" The waitress asked.

"A cappuccino, please" I said.

"You?" She asked Fred.

"What she said?" He responded.

"Me, too," George added.

"Same" Harry and Ron said together and she left.

"So where do we go from here? Leaky Cauldron?" Ron asked.

"It's too dangerous," I said, shaking my head. "If Voldemort has taken over the Ministry, none of the old places are safe."

"Everyone from the wedding would have gone underground, into hiding" Fred added.

"My rucksack with all my things, I've left it at the Burrow" Harry said.

I shook my head and motioned to my handbag that was in my hands.

I let go of the handbag lightly and Harry said in disbelief, "You're joking."

I let out a sigh and admitted "I've had all the essentials packed for days, just in case."

"By the way Hermione, these jeans, not my favorite" Ron mentioned.

"Down!" Harry yelled and we all fell to the ground as we all whipped out our wands.

"Stupefy!" Harry shouted.

"Expulso!" A Death Eater yelled.

"Reduto!" Fred yelled.

A Death Eater got up and me and Ron shot Stupefy at him, but missed.

The same Death Eater used a spell on me and I ducked pointing my wand at him "Pertfificus Totalus!"

The waitress came back and was shocked by the damage.

"Go" I demanded her. "Leave."

She headed out quickly and Harry said "Lock the door, get the lights."

Ron got out his Deluminator and flicked the switch to put out the lights and Fred, George, and I got the blinds and George locked the door.

"This one's named Rowle," Harry said, looking at one of the Death Eaters. "He was on the Astronomy Tower the night Snape killed Dumbledore."

"Dolohov," Fred and George said, looking at the other Death Eater.

"I recognize him from the wanted posters" Ron mentioned. "So what are we going to do with you? Kill us if it was turned around, wouldn't you."

"If we kill them, they'll know we were here" Harry said quickly.

"Ron" I said in shock.

"Suppose he did Mad-Eye. How would you feel then?" Ron asked darkly.

"It's better if we wipe their memories," Harry said.

"You're the boss" Ron said and he turned around.

"'Mione,' Fred said. "You're the best at spells."

"Okay" I nodded and pointed my wand at Dolohov. "Obliviate."

I then turned to Rowle and used the same spell.

We then left the café.

"How is it they knew we were there?" Harry asked.

"Maybe you still have the Trace on you?" I said unsure.

"Can't be. Trace beaks at seventeen" George said.

"It's wizarding law" Fred added.

"We need to get off the streets, get somewhere safe," Ron said.

"Maybe Grimmauld. Sirius can probably let us stay" Harry suggested.

"Don't think we have a choice" I said with a frown.

"Let's hurry," George said and we headed for Grimmauld Place.