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]

35. Chapter 35

Four of us climb into a carriage carefully stacking the cases in our laps. Aside from me, it was Justin and two kids I never paid attention to.

"So," said the girl, "now that we're all here are you done pretending Granger?"

"You'll have to be a bit more specific."

The girl scoffed. "Emma Walker and this is Charlie B. We're Fifth Year muggleborns not stupid."

The boy interrupts her. "What Emma is trying to ask is what the hell are you planning Hermione Granger?"

I blink owlishly. "I told you. I'm just teaching my friends how to play UNO."

Emma raises an eyebrow. "And since when does teaching involve gambling."

I lean back into my seat. "Well then. Aren't you a curious little badger?"