Chronicles of The Muggleborn Mafia

by violetvolpe

Influence talked in this country. Influence was power and power came from money. - When Hermione decides to take matters into her own hands to fix Magical Great Britain, the first thing to come to mind wasn't creating a mafia but man if it didn't work just fine. [A 500 words or less series] [Cross-posted on Ao3]

32. Chapter 32

I wave the boy down. Justin and his little friends join me at the counter with Madame Rosmerta thankfully coming back with my order.

"Mind giving me a hand?"

One of the boys whistled. "Big party going on?"

I bite my lips. All (male) eyes are instantly on me. "I didn't want to say anything yet…" I start like I was reluctant to actually say anything, "but you've heard about the game Dean and I were playing? We're planning a tournament and since we won't come back for another month, I thought why not buy stuff now?" I say everything with the same enthusiasm I'm known for around the school. I even add a little prep to my step.

"Don't worry I'll pay you guys back."