Hermione just made it home after a long day's work, several times she had reached out to Stiles but he evaded her. She shook her head, she knew those days when she was single-minded toward a certain goal.
There was something bothering her though, something itching at the back of her mind. She flipped her cell open calling Deaton's vet office only for it to ring endlessly with no answer. She wrinkled her brows.
"Mia, what's wrong?"
"Andy, I think I need to head out again. Something is not right."
Hermione drives to her Uncle's, the pit in her stomach growing heavier but is thankful when she sees his car.
His face is surprised when he sees her but kind, but the many years of police chief make him immediately alert, "What's wrong?"
"Where's Stiles?"
"He went to a concert with Scott. Mia, what's wrong?"
Her hands were starting to wring themselves, "Do you know where it is?"
His eyes crinkle, he shakes his head but pulls her inside.
"Damn! I tell them, time and time again to consult me before they do something stupid."
She starts to pace as she calls Derek, his gruff voice finally answers on the third try, "What?"
"Where are you exactly?"
Her eyes close in a few seconds of relief as she hears the address, "I'll be right there."
Spinning on the tips of her toes, she turns quickly towards her uncle. She takes a deep breath and takes her uncle's hands in her own.
"I think Scott and Stiles might be in danger. I'm going to go get them. Then we are going to have a talk. One which Scott's mom should be here for but the other half about me well that will have to stay between you, me and Stiles."
"What about…"
She winked before taking out her wand and reinforced the wards she set last time she'd been there; then apparated in place.
As soon as Hermione arrives she can tell that the concert is more of a rave, as the music shakes the very ground underneath her feet even though she's outside. She looks around and she can see to the left the group of wolves and Stiles doing who knows what but she doesn't see her cousin's best friend anywhere.
She's looking to the right of the property when she eyes a nondescript black van parked outside one of the warehouses in the surrounding area. Immediately, she places a Notice-Me-Not charm on herself and creeps forward.
In the shadows she shifts into her animagus form listening and that's when she hears the low pitch whine before a howl erupts through, the whistle of some form gas or toxin and the mocking tones of the ginger from the office in the school. A low growl rumbles down in her chest but she knows she has to do this right. She shifts back and blasts open the door with a bombarda.
Hermione is spitting mad but she had timed it perfectly she knew the door wouldn't hit Mrs. Argent but it would be a near miss.
"How unfortunate to see a great huntress has fallen this far."
The sneer upon the woman's lips is ignored nearly as much as her swing to punch Hermione. Hermione ducks out of the way and instead yanks the arm behind her where she summons a pair of cuffs from her bag at her side and slaps them on Victoria Argent's wrists.
"You're under arrest for the direct violations of Hunter code, endangering a minor, attempted murder and endangerment of a magical creatures identity. Your memories will be taken regarding this incident as evidence against your crime according to MACUSA law 5978." Hermione yanked Victoria around and peered into her eyes before taking the memories needed and placing them into a secure vial.
A coughing from further inside the room caused Hermione to put a temporary sticking charm on Victoria and head over to the still wheezing Scott. With a severing charm she cut him loose of his binds, and then put his arm over her shoulder and helped him out of the building where Derek is now waiting.
She glances at him briefly, "Take him to Deaton's, he'll be able to treat him for the wolfsbane poisoning. I need to take her in." He let out a small growl of frustration, "Oh and Derek, tell him to answer his damn phone next time."