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]

38. Chapter 38

I went back out for another order of butterbeer, this time from Hogs Head. I'd charmed the original box to hold more cases and charmed a second one to be invisible this time.

Thirty cases of butterbeer came and were paid for. Albert didn't ask any questions and I didn't say anything. Plausible deniability for all. Everything went in the boxes and I strutted out. With any luck, Dean and Colin had bought as much candy as they could get their grimy little hands on.

I walked through Hogsmeade looking for a place to sit and enjoy the sun while in view of Main Street in case Dean was still in town.

And then I got to write.