Peace Shattered, Chapter 9 of Barcelonian Summer
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Disclaimer- Harry Potter etc belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers not me!
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Hermione couldn't help but feel stifled in the heat of her office. The magical air conditioning didn't seem to be making much difference. She sighed, it had been ages since she'd been assigned a field job, which while often dangerous were far more interesting than the runic version of someone's bank account who lived in the sixteenth century that Hermione had been asked to decipher.
Oh will this day never end? She asked herself as she absentmindedly twirled a curl around her index finger. It was not like Hermione to daydream at work, however boring the task at hand; maybe a certain redheaded man was distracting her. Not that she'd admit to it, she'd deny it even to herself.
"Visitor for Dr Granger, waiting in the main lounge" Came a voice over the magical tanoy. Startled out of her reverie Hermione got up and hurried down to the main lounge.
"Hermione!"
Looking around Hermione found that the owner of the voice was a tall man with dark curly hair. He was very familiar.
"Sirius!" She said embracing her old friend and mentor. "You look great! I haven't seen you looking so healthy in a long while!"
He looked her over, his kindly black eyes scanning her with an almost fatherly air.
"I agree with Mrs Weasley, you're getting too thin!" He remarked after a long moment.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I'm fine really I am!" She protested.
"If you insist," he chuckled.
"Why are you here?" She asked.
He suddenly looked more serious. "I need your help, you were an auror once and that skill combined with your knowledge of ancient runes could prove invaluable to my latest mission."
"Oh. What is this mission?"
"Well there's rumoured to be a prophecy or something similar left by the dark lord, written in very cryptic runes. That's not all, there are a group off ex-dementors that think this prophecy holds the secret behind Voldemort's power, they are looking for it and they've already killed several people in the process!"
Hermione didn't like the sound it. But an adventures what I've been yearning for. She thought, unsure, if I go off with Sirius now I may loose my job here
The confusion must have shown on her face for Sirius said, "It's all right, I've cleared it with your boss."
Her mind was made up, "I'll do it!"
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Sirius accepted Hermione's invitation to dinner. Ron did a double take when he saw his boss walk in.
"I'm supposed to be on holiday!" He moaned.
"Yes, well something important has come up, I'll need your help." Sirius said. Hermione felt slightly annoyed, Sirius hadn't said he needed Ron as well, why not let the poor man have a holiday.
"O.K." Ron said, he sounded as though he'd been expecting it.
"Your one of the best, I need all the help I can get." Sirius said sincerely.
"It'll be like old times." Hermione mused.
"Wait a sec, old times? What has this got to do with you?" Ron asked, defensive.
Shocked at his sudden outburst Hermione drew back. Sirius on the other hand remained calm.
"I need a rune expert and not only is Hermione the best in her field. She is also an ex-auror!" He explained.
Ron just shook his head, "It's unsafe!"
"I'm going on this mission, whether you like it or not Ron." She said, matching him in his stubbornness.
He stared at her, for what seemed like ages but Hermione refused to be quelled under that intense blue gaze.
He eventually walked off, as if he thought he'd explode if he stayed, and say things he didn't mean to.
Sirius however, just smiled a little knowing smile.
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Disclaimer- Harry Potter etc belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers not me!
*
Hermione couldn't help but feel stifled in the heat of her office. The magical air conditioning didn't seem to be making much difference. She sighed, it had been ages since she'd been assigned a field job, which while often dangerous were far more interesting than the runic version of someone's bank account who lived in the sixteenth century that Hermione had been asked to decipher.
Oh will this day never end? She asked herself as she absentmindedly twirled a curl around her index finger. It was not like Hermione to daydream at work, however boring the task at hand; maybe a certain redheaded man was distracting her. Not that she'd admit to it, she'd deny it even to herself.
"Visitor for Dr Granger, waiting in the main lounge" Came a voice over the magical tanoy. Startled out of her reverie Hermione got up and hurried down to the main lounge.
"Hermione!"
Looking around Hermione found that the owner of the voice was a tall man with dark curly hair. He was very familiar.
"Sirius!" She said embracing her old friend and mentor. "You look great! I haven't seen you looking so healthy in a long while!"
He looked her over, his kindly black eyes scanning her with an almost fatherly air.
"I agree with Mrs Weasley, you're getting too thin!" He remarked after a long moment.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I'm fine really I am!" She protested.
"If you insist," he chuckled.
"Why are you here?" She asked.
He suddenly looked more serious. "I need your help, you were an auror once and that skill combined with your knowledge of ancient runes could prove invaluable to my latest mission."
"Oh. What is this mission?"
"Well there's rumoured to be a prophecy or something similar left by the dark lord, written in very cryptic runes. That's not all, there are a group off ex-dementors that think this prophecy holds the secret behind Voldemort's power, they are looking for it and they've already killed several people in the process!"
Hermione didn't like the sound it. But an adventures what I've been yearning for. She thought, unsure, if I go off with Sirius now I may loose my job here
The confusion must have shown on her face for Sirius said, "It's all right, I've cleared it with your boss."
Her mind was made up, "I'll do it!"
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Sirius accepted Hermione's invitation to dinner. Ron did a double take when he saw his boss walk in.
"I'm supposed to be on holiday!" He moaned.
"Yes, well something important has come up, I'll need your help." Sirius said. Hermione felt slightly annoyed, Sirius hadn't said he needed Ron as well, why not let the poor man have a holiday.
"O.K." Ron said, he sounded as though he'd been expecting it.
"Your one of the best, I need all the help I can get." Sirius said sincerely.
"It'll be like old times." Hermione mused.
"Wait a sec, old times? What has this got to do with you?" Ron asked, defensive.
Shocked at his sudden outburst Hermione drew back. Sirius on the other hand remained calm.
"I need a rune expert and not only is Hermione the best in her field. She is also an ex-auror!" He explained.
Ron just shook his head, "It's unsafe!"
"I'm going on this mission, whether you like it or not Ron." She said, matching him in his stubbornness.
He stared at her, for what seemed like ages but Hermione refused to be quelled under that intense blue gaze.
He eventually walked off, as if he thought he'd explode if he stayed, and say things he didn't mean to.
Sirius however, just smiled a little knowing smile.
