Title The Death eaters daughter
Author name Alexia and Ambyr Green
Author email drake_please@hotmail.com
Category Romance/action/
Keywords Hermione , Draco , daughter , jewl
Spoilers all books
Rating pg 13
Summary Hermione granger is a woman on the run , she is forced to flee to Australia with her new born child. Thirteen years later a old friend from the past reveals himself , does he hold the key to Hermione's past and what of the jewl she always wears around her neck? why is every one after it. It's up to Heather the amazing psychic Angelica the amazing pyscho and the dashing and debonair Mr Blau to find out
Disclaimer we dont own any thing , but you probably already new that.
The Death Eaters Daughter- Chapter 4
Rotten Rose, after searching the Orion in and out, finally decided that the only practical place Ethy could possibly be was her room. Rose was in a horrible mood (On to contrary, when is she NOT in a bad mood) and stomped down the hallway, her pure Shrink -Skin knee high boots tapping softly against the stone underneath her.
'Grrrr' she muttered softly as she saw an old greying man sitting up against a door to her left, it was Mr. Sennzebody and she knew what he was like. He spotted her storming down the hall almost immediately and his eyes retracted to slits.
"Hey you! Git off my lawn!!" He cried as she came closer. Rose was not in the mood to negotiate with the old man and without even slowing down shrieked over her shoulder
"Aw Go shove it, you old Kook!!!"
Even Mr. Sennzebody, who Ethy had claimed was the grumpiest man in the entire Universe, knew not to mess with Rose L. Tahliara, especially when she's in a fowl mood. He gave her an evil look behind her back before sitting back down in his usual spot again and Harassing Dave, who happened to be walking by with an armload of Chives.
As Rose neared Ethy's room she could hear laughing coming from inside, one voice of which she recognised almost immediately as Zev's. Rose smiled slightly, which looked more like a demented gesture because of all the make-up she was wearing, pulled her already low-cut shirt down a little more and examined her boots to ensure they were the so shiny you could see your face in them like a mirror before knocking on Ethy's door with a manicured hand. There was a minutes worth of shuffling before the door clicked open, a tanned face framed by curly red-brown hair popped out. Rose smiled in a sickly sweet way before the face realised who exactly she was.
"Rose, what are you doing here??" Ginger cried, her eyes flickered down to Rose's expensive boots and then back up to her face, which was plastered with a greasy grin.
"Oh hello Ginger" She replied in a voice one would describe had a faint tinge of hate among the sickly sweet tones
"I came to see Ethy, is she in?" Ginger peered behind her, Ethy didn't seem to be waving her arms like a maniac telling her to say she wasn't home as she sometimes did, so she opened it widely and Rose stepped in.
"Eww" Rose muttered to herself as she almost stepper on the cheese sandwich Ethy has confiscated of Angelica the night before.
"If this got on my brand new shoes I swear I..." Rose stopped dead as she saw a boy with brown hair slightly gelled to the front and deep brown eyes enter the room, along with Ethy beside him. Once again she plastered a big fake smile on her face.
"Err.. .We have company" Ginger said, pointing vaguely in Rose's direction and pushing a strand of hair from her face.
"Ethy! I haven't seen you in such a long time!" Rose cried enthusiastically, taking Ethy in a forceful hug, Ethy's Silvery eyes widened with shock as Rose pulled away.
"Err. ..Hey Rose, err, don't you have Private Transfiguration lessons on a Saturday?" Ethy said, not sure how to react to this sudden spurt of affection Rose was showing to her. Rose eyed Zev, studying his rather masculine body.
"Huh?" She finally said, taking one more glance at him before putting her full attention on Amethyst.
"She asked why you weren't at your fancy private school with your fancy private friends" Zev butted in before Ethy could answer politely, he received a rather large knock in the chest by Ethy's elbow.
Zev despised Rose, but couldn't help feeling that she was trying to hit on him all the time. Rose looked away, a fowl frown on her face before turning back, smiling and forcing a giggle out.
"Oh Zev, your so funny. No really, my dad got me out of private school for this weekend, I simply didn't feel like doing the work. My dad's the best, don't you all just wish you had my dad, he's the richest and the funniest and the most interesting dad in the whole world!!" Rose said gleefully, slicking back a piece of her wet from the owls egg hair. Ginger turned and muttered
'Real interesting' under her breath. Rose's father was the head of the chemistry wing at the Ministry Of Magic, he earned lots and lots of money but his job was so boring.
"Nah, mate, Mr. Germaine rocks much more than a dumb scientist" Zev said, looking over at Ethy, who had suddenly taken quite an interest in the grains of sand that were embedded in the carpet and trying to remove them with her big toe.
"What about you, Ethy, you reckon your dad's better than mine? Though I doubt a guy like that that left your mother is really a father to be proud of , no offence" Rose said in an innocent voice, once again studying her perfectly manicured nails, Zev gave Rose the dirtiest look you could possibly imagine and put his arm around Ethy's shoulder.
Ginger's fists clenched together, which was a sign she was extremely mad and she looked as if she was about to take out her wand and perform the dirtiest curse imaginable on Rose.
"No, Rose, I think I'll like my dad just fine when I meet him..." Ethy Murmured, looking up. Rose only shrugged and plunked herself down on the nearest couch. Finally her eyes met Ginger, she was still wearing her old clothes from Quidditch practice and her Red-brown hair was rather wind tousled and her clothes were covered in dry mud where she had fallen off her broomstick in practice. Rose just shuddered at the thought of being as dirty as she was.
"So, Zev, did you get into the Quidditch team??" to anyone this might have sounded like a harmless question, but really it was just to talk to Zev. In real life Rose despised Quidditch, she said it was a vile, Vulgar and pointless act.
"Err.. No, I didn't get in the team, but Ginger did" Zev replied, running a hand through his deep brown hair, Rose looked at Zev, then Ginger and finally burst out into fits of giggles. Ginger looked at her like she was an escaped circus freak.
"You! Got the in the Cheerleading Squad!!!" Rose giggled, holding her stomach to stop herself throwing up with laughter, that wouldn't be a very civilised thing to do.
"No, Rose, she got into the actual lineup, she's Southern Cross's Seeker" Ethy replied, looking over at Ginger, her hands were starting to ball up again.
"Oh.." Rose replied
"I didn't think girls were allowed to play Quidditch you know, 'cause were the much more Dainty sex. If it was my choice all girls wouldn't play sport and learn much more girlie techniques like Muggle cooking and Cleaning Habits, I mean, how's learning to play Quidditch gonna help a girl find a job..." Rose said in a dignified manner, straightening her shiny black hair.
All was silent for a few seconds except for the occasional cracking of Ginger's knuckles that were balling in and out. Ethy eyed Ginger, she was going red in the face. No-one wanted to break the silence, but finally someone did.
"Excuse me Ethy, Zev , I just remembered I was going to Help Angelica carry her lightning rod up to the roof, I hope that's not too UNLADYLIKE for you, ROSE!. See you later" Ginger cried calmly before stomping out of the room, almost knocking the door off it's hinges as she slammed it closed with a huge Thump. Rose looked up at the door briefly, examined her nails, then looked up at Ethy and Zev.
"What's up her arse?" Rose said innocently, Ethy shook her head in disbelief.
"I do believe it's a rather nasty parasite" Zev replied, looking at Ethy.
"A nasty, annoying, Selfish brat of a parasite"
***
Hermione looked out the window of the Bugerup Engine. She was determined to get home as fast as this train would take her. The shock of hearing from Draco again in 14 years had long worn off, the only thought that filled Hermione's head was to get rid of that jewel. She didn't care where she went, who the jewel went to, it didn't matter to her what happened to it in the end all she could think was to get rid of it once and for all, for hers and Amethyst's sake.
Finally, after to what Hermione thought seemed like forever, the Bugerup Engine came to a halt. She jumped out of her seat and pushed past a few people, a lady with platinum blond hair, a child, an old man. She no longer cared about anything else but to get home, get the stone and hide it somewhere where it would never be found. She dashed down the street as fast as her petite legs would take her, scattering the falling leaves down the street in her wake.
"There... it... is .." She puffed to herself and she saw the Orion looming ahead. She slowed to a brisk walk as she ran up the Orion's steps, pushing past Mr. Blau without making so much as a comment, she raced up the staircase, not even caring when Heather yelled at her for almost scattering her now Alphabetised Horoscope pages (Alicia did come in handy at times).
Finally Hermione came to her room, she burst in to find a girl with shiny black hair and Expensive knee high boots talking to Ethy and Zev. Even though she only saw them for a second she could tell the girl was boring them to death. She dashed into the bedroom and waded through the rubbish in Ethy's desk until her hand felt something almost warm, she recognised the feeling immediately as the stone.
As she turned around slowly, putting the chain into a small engraved box and sealing it tight with a spell she had learned in 5th year, she saw the face of her only daughter in the doorway, her stormy grey eyes filled with concern. Then it clicked. Hermione couldn't bring Ethy with her, and she could be gone for days. She'd have to leave Ethy here by herself. but what should she tell her?. She hated lying to Ethy, she hated it with a passion but there was no use getting her tangled up in this mess too.
"What's the matter, Mum??" Ethy asked, putting her hands on her hips, her eyes had pure worry spelled in them, Hermione looked around for some inspiration.
"Ethy, Gem, I need to I need to pick up some supplies for Angelica you know that she was banned from taking the Magic Express Trains due to that Chicken incident. I promised her, I'll be gone for a few days, but I'll make sure Guiseppe or Anna Maria comes to check up on you if you feel lonely you can sleep over in Ginger's room..." Hermione said quietly, picking up her long coat and putting it on, placing the small box in one of the large pockets.
"Can't I come with you?" Ethy said, walking a little closer to her mother, Hermione shook her head sadly.
"Sorry Hun, this is something I need to do alone" Hermione said, taking a small purse out of her bag that was filled with money.
"Ethy, if you need some money, here's 10 Galleons" Hermione said hurriedly, not answering her question and shoving the purse into Ethy's arms. Ethy looked down sadly, she hated it when her mother went away. Some teenagers would be ecstatic to have a few days to themselves, but not Ethy. She felt safe when her mother was around, like she was still a little child.
Hermione hugged Ethy gently, her eyes were glazing over with tears, Ethy spotted Zev in the doorway out of the corner of her eyes, but didn't care about how stupid it must have looked. Finally Hermione pulled away and kissed Ethy's forehead.
"I'll only be gone a little while" She whispered as she headed for the door, Ethy nodded and Hermione opened the door.
"Be back before you know it, Gem" Hermione said cheerfully before closing the door with a click behind her.
"Your mum does errands for that Pyromaniac If I was as old as her I'd know not to provoke people like Angelica" Rose said casually as she flipped her jet black hair across her shoulders, resuming her position staring at Zev. Ethy rolled her eyes and sat back down next to Zev.
"Come to think of it I'd have never let her stay in this Boarding house, even if it is only second class.."
****
"Excuse me, Sir, What's the furthest the Bugerup Engine goes?" Hermione asked an attendant at the ticket box with a name tag that said 'Hi, I'm Jeff' on it.
"Well Mam, the Bugerup Engine Stops at Alice Springs, but you could Catch the Beaunypip Express if you wanted to go further than there" Jeff answered politely.
"Great, give me a ticket for Alice Springs please" Hermione said hurriedly as the Train pulled up in the station, Jeff handed her a ticket and took her money politely in the other hand. Hermione walked hurriedly onto the train and took a seat beside a lady around her age with long plaited Blonde hair.
After a few seconds the train started to depart from the station. Hermione watched out of the window for a few minutes, thinking about all that had happened today and why the hell she was so urged to go all the way to Alice Springs just to get rid of a tiny insignificant Jewel that her long lost to-be husband had told her to hide the first time he had contacted her in fourteen years. It all seemed like a weird dream to Hermione.
"So, where are you heading" A voice shook Hermione out of her thoughts.
"Huh, what?" Hermione answered in her dulled British accent, rubbing her eyes with the palm of her hand. The lady beside her smiled.
"I asked where your heading" The lady Repeated, Hermione sighed and smiled.
"Alice Springs" Hermione replied, studying the lady in front of her, she had long ash-blonde hair that was all pulled back into a long plait that was resting on the seat of the train, her eyes were a rich blue that reminded Hermione of the Australian Skies in summer.
"Really! All that way! I'm only going to Adelaide, Visiting my father. I'm afraid he caught a Muggle disease and I want to be there for him" The lady said, pushing a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. Hermione looked at her sympathetically, then realising how much she missed her own parents. It was like a yearning deep down in her heart that could not be filled.
"By the way, I'm Taraya Silverleigh" The lady shook Hermione's hand.
"Hermione Green" Hermione answered in return, smiling weakly before turning and looking out of the window, Taraya looked at Hermione in a concerned way.
"Leaving someone special behind, aren't you" She finally said, Hermione turned in surprise and looked at Taraya.
"Yes, my daughter, Amethyst But how did you know that.." Hermione trailed off as she was interrupted by Taraya.
"I know that look, I have a daughter of my own at home I know I'll miss her allot" Taraya said, fiddling with the tip of her hair. Hermione nodded.
"So how old is Amethyst? Five? Six?" Taraya said after a few minutes, trying to start up a conversation, Hermione shook her head.
"No, thirteen" she replied, Taraya stopped plaiting her hair again.
"Oh really" Taraya said, slightly surprised. Hermione put her elbow on the windowsill and stared out the window. The passing trees were just green blurs as the train picked up speed. Deep down in Hermione's heart she felt uncomfortable, she didn't know why or how, but she felt it. She tried to push the thought away by trying to think about Ethy was doing at this very moment, but the feeling still ate away at Hermione's stomach, growing stronger and stronger with every passing minute.
****
"Ethy, will you please put the tarot cards on the shelf where they belong?" Heather asked Ethy, handing her the shiny gold box, Ethy nodded and headed over to the shelf, where Zev was sorting through a couple of old Muggle newspaper articles.
They had finally managed to get rid of Rose, but the only way had been to tell her that it was toilet cleaning day, and that everyone in the boarding house had to clean their toilets. Rose had left faster than a bolt of greased lightning. Now they were helping Heather with a few odd jobs on her to-do list, in return for one of her great milkshakes. After a few more jobs Heather returned from her small kitchen room with a milkshake for Ethy, Zev, herself and oddly enough an extra one.
"Who's that for?" Ethy asked, not waiting to dig in, Heather smiled.
"Oh, I have a feeling that we're going to get some unexpected company in" Heather looked at her watch
"Oh 50 seconds..." Ethy and Zev smiled and continued to slurp at their milkshakes, laughing at each others milk moustaches when Angelica fled into the room, slamming the door closed behind her.
"THIS IS INSANE!" She screeched, leaning up against the door, breathing heavily. Heather handed Angelica the milkshake with a smile, she took it promptly and sat down on a chair with a loud thump.
"What's insane, Angelica?" Zev asked, wiping the milk from around his mouth.
"THAT BLAU DUDE!, THAT'S WHAT'S INSANE!!! HE..." Angelica was cut off as Heather murmured for her to shush, Angelica looked rather annoyed.
"Mr. Blau cleaned my room! I told him not to but nooo, he thought he'd be 'Helpful' and he straightened up everything and put things in the right places! I can't find any of my experiments anymore! they're all so Orderly!" Angelica yelled loudly, pulling at her long Red hair. She looked so stressed that Ethy was afraid that at any minute she would spontaneously combust.
"Calm down Angelica, he's your slave, just tell him to put your room back the way it was, he'll understand" Heather said in her usual soothing manner, Angelica lifted her head from the table and smiled.
"You know what Heather, your absolutely right! I'll just go up and ask to him to dirty it! Your a genius Heather, THANKEE!!" With that Angelica slurped up the milkshake and dashed out the door, Heather smiled.
"Well that was.... *Gasp* " Heather said, her smile had turned to a shocked look and her eyes were glassy and straight ahead, her milkshake spilled to the floor. Ethy realised that she was seeing the future almost right away.
"What's the matter Heather?" Ethy asked once Heather seemed to have snapped out of it.
"What did you see??" Heather looked at Ethy. She had seen something horrible, something even she did not want to think about in her head, something she prayed was a false alarm but if it wasn't there was nothing she could do about it.
"Oh Nothing Ethy, Nothing at all" With that Heather sat down on the table, a concerned look on her face, and got out her wand to clean the milk now dissolving into the carpet.
***
Hermione jolted in her seat as the train hit a little more turbulence on the rails. She held onto the sides of her seat, a little panicky at this stage. Over the past half hour the train had been making funny noises, hissing and creaking noises that were starting to get Hermione jumpy and the train had been jolting this way and that, the worst knock had sent people to the floor. Hermione was now worried, as was Taraya.
"Excuse me for interrupting" a voice that sounded magically magnified said from inside the drivers box.
"We are sorry to announce that we are having a few engine troubles at this time, please stay in your seat until otherwise told. We are currently trying to locate the trouble area of the engine and it shouldn't be long before the train will be functioning properly. We apologise for any inconvenience" The voice said cheerfully, but it certainly wasn't making Hermione cheerful. She had been worried before but now that she knew there was engine trouble she was very worried, almost scared.
"Well this is quite a fine paddock of Skrewts we've got ourselves stuck into..." Taraya said half to herself as the train did another shuddering splutter.
"You can say that again" Hermione replied, trying to stay calm, but not finding herself able to.
Suddenly the people in her carriage heard an ear piercing noise coming from the trains wheels and then there was a huge jolt, which sent witches and wizards flying all over the carriage. Hermione tried to block out the screams as she felt the carriage jolt in the opposite direction, she held onto her chair until she was sure her knuckles were turning a ghostly white. Her body was thrown around like a pinball machine as she felt the carriage skid off the rails. As she looked around in sheer panic that was when she spotted the huge telegraph pole coming towards the carriage outside. Hermione didn't need calculations to know that they were going to slam into that pole at an amazingly high speed. She closed her eyes and readied herself for what she knew was going to be pain.
"Oh why didn't I stay home with Ethy?" Was her last thought as she heard a squeal of metal and a female scream. She was pushed forward at a great speed and hit the metal backboard of the seat in front of her, Black dots formed over her vision as she heard another scream. Maybe it was herself, she couldn't be sure.
She thought about Ethy while she could feel herself slipping away. If she died, who would look after her?. Hermione's last thoughts before she fell unconscious were of Draco. What if he never knew if she died? what if one day he came back and she wasn't here to greet him with loving arms? What if he never knew Amethyst was his daughter?. All her thoughts melted into putty in her mind and vanished into the blackness. Hermione, for now, was trapped in her own head as she fell to the carriage floor, unconscious.
****
7 HOURS LATER
'Breep Breep...Breep Breep...Breep Breep'
The sharp telephone noises cut into the night, a rather grumpy Guiseppe Pellegrino crawled out of his comfortable chair and picked up the phone in a huff.
"Hello, Zis is the Orion Boarding Houses, Guiseppe is speaking" Guiseppe answered sleepily.
"Hello, this is Dr Octavius Elineff from the Ministry of Magic's Royal Gala Adelaide Hospital, I was wondering if this is the residence of a one Hermione Green" A deep voice answered from the other end in a rather pleasant tone. The fact he was from a hospital in Adelaide still hadn't clicked in the exhausted retiree's head.
"Shes, Hermione Green, she live here, but she is on holidays now so you cannot.."
"Sir, we have some rather upsetting news about Hermione, can we please speak to her husband?"
"No, no, no, she have no husband"
"Well can I speak to someone close to her, perhaps a close friend please?"
"Shah, I get Heather"
"Thank you sir".
Guiseppe puffed up the staircase, grubbing about phone calls from Adelaide at 10.00 at night until he came to Heather's room. Before he could knock Heather popped her head out, half expecting to see him there.
"Hezzer, See man on See phone, he want to speak to you" Guiseppe puffed, looking like he was going to collapse at any minute from old age, Heather nodded as she started to sprint down the stairs as fast as she could in her bright Royal Blue dressing gown, the one with silver zodiac signs hand sewn around the edges. She ran into the living room before turning curiously to face the puffing retiree behind her.
"Who is it?" She asked Guiseppe, who's face was now the shade of a ripe tomato as he plopped down into his favourite chair.
"It's from Zee Adelaide... Hospital...ting…" Guiseppe puffed, Heather gasped as the memory of the future she had seen earlier in the day flooded back to her, she picked up the receiver with shaking hands. Heather and all the other boarders has become accustomed to the Muggle talking device for it was the only thing Anna Maria allowed them to use.
"H....Hello, Heather Speaking" Heather stuttered into the receiver, twining a loose thread of the dressing gown in her fingers.
"Hello Heather, I am Dr Octavius Elineff for the Ministry Of Magic's Royal Gala Adelaide Hospital, I have some rather bad news about your friend Hermione" Dr Octavius said, still in his pleasant voice, Heather stood bolt upright.
"What about Hermione, what's happened?" Heather voice shook slightly, she was hoping and praying that he was not going to tell her something that she had dreaded from this afternoon.
"I'm afraid to say Hermione was involved in the terrible accident of the Bugerup Engine. The carriage she was on derailed at and amazing speed and hit a telegraph pole. Hermione was rather lucky to get away with only Concussion and a Deflated Lung. She's in the hospital at this very moment, we thought you would like to know." Heather sighed with relief, she had seriously thought that Hermione was dead. Still, Hermione was seriously hurt and they needed to be by her side, even if it meant going all the way to Adelaide.
"Thank you for letting me know, Doctor, Myself and a few others will be there faster than you can say Blast-ended Skrewt"
"That's fine, Miss, We'll take good care of Hermione" With that Heather dashed out of the living room and into the hall. She threw off the Dressing gown to reveal she was wearing her burned orange sun dress underneath and dashed Into Ethy's room, where Ethy and Ginger were talking about girlie stuff.
"Ethy, we need to go now, your mum's been in an accident, she's in hospital in Adelaide. She was in a train crash" Heather yelled, picking up one of Ethy's long coats and handing it to her, Ethy stood up promptly.
"What's the matter with mum? Is she hurt? Are we going to go see her?" Ethy was worried and was continually asking questions as she pulled on a pair of worn shoes and pulled on the coat Heather handed her without questioning.
"I'll explain it all on the way, Ethy, right now we just need to leave. Hurry up and get in the van" Heather said quickly.
"Ginger, stay here and tell everyone where we went, OK" Ginger nodded and pulled at her red-brown hair, sitting upright. Before she could respond Heather and Ethy had left, slamming the door closed behind her.
"Come on Ethy, in the Van" Heather said as they walked hurriedly down the cold stone steps, Ethy nodded and followed. Before they got very far a lady in a bright Blue dress with Green pants under it stopped them.
"Hey! Where are you going so fast??" Angelica giggled as Mr. Blau came from inside Angelica's room, he had obviously had to go on a dirtying spree.
"No time Angelica, just hurry up and get in the van" Heather said, not stopping to talk, Ethy not far behind her. There was something about Heather's words that compelled Angelica to follow her, that and the fact she had the curiosity of a 2 year old.
Angelica, Mr. Blau, Heather and Finally Ethy piled into Heather's van, Heather at the wheel. Heather had never sped in her whole life but she found now was the perfect time to break the tradition. With that the van screeched to life and sped down the street, until to Dave, who was tending to his Moonflower on the roof, it looked like a tiny Purple dot on the street far away.
****
Tour Guide Bob stood outside his Cairo apartment, waiting for his Wizard newspaper that he had delivered every morning to come. He ran a hand through his messy Black hair as he saw the newspaper apparate on the floor in front of him.
He picked it up with one hand, balancing his cup of coffee in the other and closed the door with his foot. His apartment was classy and clean. Though many would say a man could not keep a bachelor pad clean for less than a day, Bob managed very well. He sat down in his comfortable armchair and placed his cup of steaming coffee on a side table. With a flick of his wrist he opened the paper and read the front page, in the corner there was a tiny square that caught Bob's eye
"Yesterday afternoon in Adelaide, Australia, one of the Magic Union trains carriages, The Bugerup engines, derailed and slammed into a telegraph pole. Luckily only one person was killed, a one Taraya Silverleigh, though many were injured. Details on page 36" The tabloid said. Something about the article compelled Bob to turn to page 36 without even looking at all the other articles.
As he spread the page open and skimmed on it he couldn't help but notice the full colour picture in the very center, it was of a rather attractive lady in her thirties lying in a hospital bed, there were doctors around that kept tending to her. Bob could tell the lady was alive by the fact she was breathing deeply through the respirator on the mouth and nose, Her curly brown hair was all over the place. Bob read the caption underneath the picture
'This lady, at the moment, only known as Hermione, was seriously injured in the Bugerup Engine crash with injuries to her lungs, arm and head'
Bob re-read this caption over and over again and stared at the picture for a long time before it finally clicked to him. His coffee spat from his mouth like a deranged water fountain, spilling all over his cream rug, but he didn't care. He jumped up and took a well-worn picture out of the side table drawer and placed it next to the Newspaper articles picture.
He could see a resemblance a very close resemblance. Then it dawned to Tour Guide Bob, the girl he had loved for many, many years, presumed dead, was alive in Adelaide Australia.
He got up with happiness and felt like yelling with glee, but decided against it. He jumped out of his apartment and slammed the door closed behind him, before apparating straight to Marsha's apartment, he couldn't even wait to walk there himself.
"MARSHA!" He yelled gleefully into the house, he was replied by a grumbling
"In Here" Coming from the kitchen. He dashed in to find Marsha cleaning some dishes the Muggle way.
"What is it, Bob?" Marsha said tiredly, pulling a strand of her blonde hair away from her face with a wet hand.
"Marsha I need a few days off, I'm visiting an old friend in Australia" Bob replied quickly, running a hand through his hair, Marsha stopped washing and studied his extremely happy face.
"Who on Earth do you know who lives in Australia, Bob?" Marsha said, wiping a few bits of foam from her face.
"Oh, just an old friend from a long time ago. ..Now please can I have a week off, please please please!" To Marsha Bob sounded like a spoiled 3 year old, She sighed.
"I suppose you could..." She never even got to finish her sentence before Bob ran out of her kitchen happily, She smiled slightly and continued to get in touch with her Muggle Side. As she was washing a particularly flaky mug she heard Bob's excited voice from her living room.
"Oh Marsha, I'm borrowing your Magic Carpet I'll take good care of it"
Marsha dropped the mug promptly.
"BOB!! GET BACK HERE WITH MY CARPET!!!"
***
"Say it ain't so, I will not go, turn your lights off, Carry me home!" Angelica sung at the top of her voice to Heather's Blink 182 song playing in the van's tape deck. Everyone was so fed up they felt like throttling her. To bad Heather's stop button sticks and the same tape had been playing for over 3 hours.
"Here we are" Heather said finally as they saw the bright neon lights of the hospital sign, Ethy got out promptly and ran to the entrance, Angelica and Mr. Blau Behind her and finally Heather. Ethy ran into the entrance doors, the smell of antiseptic and Band-Aids hit her square in the face as she walked to the Front Desk. A smiling receptionist with perfect white teeth told the group what room Hermione was in and once again Ethy was off! She was determined to see her mother.
She slowed as she neared a big door. Room 42, South Wing, Level 11 .This was her mum's room. She opened the door Quietly and motioned for Angelica and the rest to come in too. There was her mother, lying in the bed, her eyes were closed and the respirator was snaking over her mouth and nose, Ethy fought back tears as she walked to her mothers side, Angelica, Mr. Blau and Heather not far behind. It was then Ethy spotted a man with messy black hair sitting in the corner, his arms crossed. Ethy stared at the man for a little while, she wasn't the kind of girl afraid the stare, before asking
"Who are you?"
"On the Contrary, who are you?" The man answered Ethy's question with another question, Ethy noticed he had a British accent too, much like her mothers. She studied the strangers face
for a few seconds, he looked around the same age as his mother and he had a half smile on his face.
"I'm Amethyst Green , I'm Hermione's Daughter" Ethy answered the man, his face dropped.
"Oh.." the man answered, not seeming to have anything else to say as he looked down at the Pale Green tiles on the hospital's floor, Ethy looked around at Heather, she shrugged.
"Who are you?" Ethy asked the man, he looked up, his eyes looked a bit bleary.
"I'm... I'm Bob, I'm Hermione's old Friend from a long, long time ago" Bob sighed, looking over at Hermione's body and sighing deeply. Ethy shrugged to Angelica and the band sat down.
"I'm really Hungry Heather" Ethy said 2 hours later, Bob was still there, he hadn't uttered a word since Ethy had told him she was her daughter. Heather looked at her watch, it was early afternoon, Ethy hadn't eaten since yesterday night.
"Why don't we go get something to eat from the canteen?" Heather said, reaching into her sun dresses pocket and pulling out a pink embroidered purse, Ethy nodded and stood up, along with Mr. Blau.
"You coming Angelica??" Ethy asked as she was walking out of the door, Angelica shook her head.
"Nah, I think I'll hang around for a bit" Angelica said as she eyed Hermione, Ethy shrugged and left the room.
****
"So, I was thinking that I take out Hermione's brain and put it in my Robot, the HERMIONETRON 2000!!" Angelica yelled half to herself, Bob looked up.
"Your joking, right??" He said sadly, Angelica shook her head like it was the most stupid question she had ever heard.
"No, I'm serious, Hermione has the perfect brain to make the first Humanoid robot, besides, I'm not just taking her brain and not giving her any credit, that's why I'm calling the Robot HERMIONETRON 2000!!" Angelica yelled gleefully, Bob stood up and stood between Hermione and Angelica.
"You can't Take out Hermione's brain! You'd be taking away a life, the greatest life I've ever known And the robot won't be half as pretty as Hermione ever was.." Bob sighed and looked over his shoulder, Angelica raised one of her eyebrows.
"Your sooo hooked on her, aren't you this is too sickly, I'm leaving!" Angelica said, disgusted, as she left the room. Bob turned around and stared at Hermione. He couldn't believe it was actually her, the girl he had loved for longer than he could remember. He leaned in close to her face and whispered in her ear.
"Hermione, it's me Harry James. Potter"
He looked around one more time before sighing once again and taking a seat by her body, he hoped that when she woke up she'd remember him and it would be like nothing had ever happened and they'd be great friends again, like they had always been.
Author name Alexia and Ambyr Green
Author email drake_please@hotmail.com
Category Romance/action/
Keywords Hermione , Draco , daughter , jewl
Spoilers all books
Rating pg 13
Summary Hermione granger is a woman on the run , she is forced to flee to Australia with her new born child. Thirteen years later a old friend from the past reveals himself , does he hold the key to Hermione's past and what of the jewl she always wears around her neck? why is every one after it. It's up to Heather the amazing psychic Angelica the amazing pyscho and the dashing and debonair Mr Blau to find out
Disclaimer we dont own any thing , but you probably already new that.
The Death Eaters Daughter- Chapter 4
Rotten Rose, after searching the Orion in and out, finally decided that the only practical place Ethy could possibly be was her room. Rose was in a horrible mood (On to contrary, when is she NOT in a bad mood) and stomped down the hallway, her pure Shrink -Skin knee high boots tapping softly against the stone underneath her.
'Grrrr' she muttered softly as she saw an old greying man sitting up against a door to her left, it was Mr. Sennzebody and she knew what he was like. He spotted her storming down the hall almost immediately and his eyes retracted to slits.
"Hey you! Git off my lawn!!" He cried as she came closer. Rose was not in the mood to negotiate with the old man and without even slowing down shrieked over her shoulder
"Aw Go shove it, you old Kook!!!"
Even Mr. Sennzebody, who Ethy had claimed was the grumpiest man in the entire Universe, knew not to mess with Rose L. Tahliara, especially when she's in a fowl mood. He gave her an evil look behind her back before sitting back down in his usual spot again and Harassing Dave, who happened to be walking by with an armload of Chives.
As Rose neared Ethy's room she could hear laughing coming from inside, one voice of which she recognised almost immediately as Zev's. Rose smiled slightly, which looked more like a demented gesture because of all the make-up she was wearing, pulled her already low-cut shirt down a little more and examined her boots to ensure they were the so shiny you could see your face in them like a mirror before knocking on Ethy's door with a manicured hand. There was a minutes worth of shuffling before the door clicked open, a tanned face framed by curly red-brown hair popped out. Rose smiled in a sickly sweet way before the face realised who exactly she was.
"Rose, what are you doing here??" Ginger cried, her eyes flickered down to Rose's expensive boots and then back up to her face, which was plastered with a greasy grin.
"Oh hello Ginger" She replied in a voice one would describe had a faint tinge of hate among the sickly sweet tones
"I came to see Ethy, is she in?" Ginger peered behind her, Ethy didn't seem to be waving her arms like a maniac telling her to say she wasn't home as she sometimes did, so she opened it widely and Rose stepped in.
"Eww" Rose muttered to herself as she almost stepper on the cheese sandwich Ethy has confiscated of Angelica the night before.
"If this got on my brand new shoes I swear I..." Rose stopped dead as she saw a boy with brown hair slightly gelled to the front and deep brown eyes enter the room, along with Ethy beside him. Once again she plastered a big fake smile on her face.
"Err.. .We have company" Ginger said, pointing vaguely in Rose's direction and pushing a strand of hair from her face.
"Ethy! I haven't seen you in such a long time!" Rose cried enthusiastically, taking Ethy in a forceful hug, Ethy's Silvery eyes widened with shock as Rose pulled away.
"Err. ..Hey Rose, err, don't you have Private Transfiguration lessons on a Saturday?" Ethy said, not sure how to react to this sudden spurt of affection Rose was showing to her. Rose eyed Zev, studying his rather masculine body.
"Huh?" She finally said, taking one more glance at him before putting her full attention on Amethyst.
"She asked why you weren't at your fancy private school with your fancy private friends" Zev butted in before Ethy could answer politely, he received a rather large knock in the chest by Ethy's elbow.
Zev despised Rose, but couldn't help feeling that she was trying to hit on him all the time. Rose looked away, a fowl frown on her face before turning back, smiling and forcing a giggle out.
"Oh Zev, your so funny. No really, my dad got me out of private school for this weekend, I simply didn't feel like doing the work. My dad's the best, don't you all just wish you had my dad, he's the richest and the funniest and the most interesting dad in the whole world!!" Rose said gleefully, slicking back a piece of her wet from the owls egg hair. Ginger turned and muttered
'Real interesting' under her breath. Rose's father was the head of the chemistry wing at the Ministry Of Magic, he earned lots and lots of money but his job was so boring.
"Nah, mate, Mr. Germaine rocks much more than a dumb scientist" Zev said, looking over at Ethy, who had suddenly taken quite an interest in the grains of sand that were embedded in the carpet and trying to remove them with her big toe.
"What about you, Ethy, you reckon your dad's better than mine? Though I doubt a guy like that that left your mother is really a father to be proud of , no offence" Rose said in an innocent voice, once again studying her perfectly manicured nails, Zev gave Rose the dirtiest look you could possibly imagine and put his arm around Ethy's shoulder.
Ginger's fists clenched together, which was a sign she was extremely mad and she looked as if she was about to take out her wand and perform the dirtiest curse imaginable on Rose.
"No, Rose, I think I'll like my dad just fine when I meet him..." Ethy Murmured, looking up. Rose only shrugged and plunked herself down on the nearest couch. Finally her eyes met Ginger, she was still wearing her old clothes from Quidditch practice and her Red-brown hair was rather wind tousled and her clothes were covered in dry mud where she had fallen off her broomstick in practice. Rose just shuddered at the thought of being as dirty as she was.
"So, Zev, did you get into the Quidditch team??" to anyone this might have sounded like a harmless question, but really it was just to talk to Zev. In real life Rose despised Quidditch, she said it was a vile, Vulgar and pointless act.
"Err.. No, I didn't get in the team, but Ginger did" Zev replied, running a hand through his deep brown hair, Rose looked at Zev, then Ginger and finally burst out into fits of giggles. Ginger looked at her like she was an escaped circus freak.
"You! Got the in the Cheerleading Squad!!!" Rose giggled, holding her stomach to stop herself throwing up with laughter, that wouldn't be a very civilised thing to do.
"No, Rose, she got into the actual lineup, she's Southern Cross's Seeker" Ethy replied, looking over at Ginger, her hands were starting to ball up again.
"Oh.." Rose replied
"I didn't think girls were allowed to play Quidditch you know, 'cause were the much more Dainty sex. If it was my choice all girls wouldn't play sport and learn much more girlie techniques like Muggle cooking and Cleaning Habits, I mean, how's learning to play Quidditch gonna help a girl find a job..." Rose said in a dignified manner, straightening her shiny black hair.
All was silent for a few seconds except for the occasional cracking of Ginger's knuckles that were balling in and out. Ethy eyed Ginger, she was going red in the face. No-one wanted to break the silence, but finally someone did.
"Excuse me Ethy, Zev , I just remembered I was going to Help Angelica carry her lightning rod up to the roof, I hope that's not too UNLADYLIKE for you, ROSE!. See you later" Ginger cried calmly before stomping out of the room, almost knocking the door off it's hinges as she slammed it closed with a huge Thump. Rose looked up at the door briefly, examined her nails, then looked up at Ethy and Zev.
"What's up her arse?" Rose said innocently, Ethy shook her head in disbelief.
"I do believe it's a rather nasty parasite" Zev replied, looking at Ethy.
"A nasty, annoying, Selfish brat of a parasite"
***
Hermione looked out the window of the Bugerup Engine. She was determined to get home as fast as this train would take her. The shock of hearing from Draco again in 14 years had long worn off, the only thought that filled Hermione's head was to get rid of that jewel. She didn't care where she went, who the jewel went to, it didn't matter to her what happened to it in the end all she could think was to get rid of it once and for all, for hers and Amethyst's sake.
Finally, after to what Hermione thought seemed like forever, the Bugerup Engine came to a halt. She jumped out of her seat and pushed past a few people, a lady with platinum blond hair, a child, an old man. She no longer cared about anything else but to get home, get the stone and hide it somewhere where it would never be found. She dashed down the street as fast as her petite legs would take her, scattering the falling leaves down the street in her wake.
"There... it... is .." She puffed to herself and she saw the Orion looming ahead. She slowed to a brisk walk as she ran up the Orion's steps, pushing past Mr. Blau without making so much as a comment, she raced up the staircase, not even caring when Heather yelled at her for almost scattering her now Alphabetised Horoscope pages (Alicia did come in handy at times).
Finally Hermione came to her room, she burst in to find a girl with shiny black hair and Expensive knee high boots talking to Ethy and Zev. Even though she only saw them for a second she could tell the girl was boring them to death. She dashed into the bedroom and waded through the rubbish in Ethy's desk until her hand felt something almost warm, she recognised the feeling immediately as the stone.
As she turned around slowly, putting the chain into a small engraved box and sealing it tight with a spell she had learned in 5th year, she saw the face of her only daughter in the doorway, her stormy grey eyes filled with concern. Then it clicked. Hermione couldn't bring Ethy with her, and she could be gone for days. She'd have to leave Ethy here by herself. but what should she tell her?. She hated lying to Ethy, she hated it with a passion but there was no use getting her tangled up in this mess too.
"What's the matter, Mum??" Ethy asked, putting her hands on her hips, her eyes had pure worry spelled in them, Hermione looked around for some inspiration.
"Ethy, Gem, I need to I need to pick up some supplies for Angelica you know that she was banned from taking the Magic Express Trains due to that Chicken incident. I promised her, I'll be gone for a few days, but I'll make sure Guiseppe or Anna Maria comes to check up on you if you feel lonely you can sleep over in Ginger's room..." Hermione said quietly, picking up her long coat and putting it on, placing the small box in one of the large pockets.
"Can't I come with you?" Ethy said, walking a little closer to her mother, Hermione shook her head sadly.
"Sorry Hun, this is something I need to do alone" Hermione said, taking a small purse out of her bag that was filled with money.
"Ethy, if you need some money, here's 10 Galleons" Hermione said hurriedly, not answering her question and shoving the purse into Ethy's arms. Ethy looked down sadly, she hated it when her mother went away. Some teenagers would be ecstatic to have a few days to themselves, but not Ethy. She felt safe when her mother was around, like she was still a little child.
Hermione hugged Ethy gently, her eyes were glazing over with tears, Ethy spotted Zev in the doorway out of the corner of her eyes, but didn't care about how stupid it must have looked. Finally Hermione pulled away and kissed Ethy's forehead.
"I'll only be gone a little while" She whispered as she headed for the door, Ethy nodded and Hermione opened the door.
"Be back before you know it, Gem" Hermione said cheerfully before closing the door with a click behind her.
"Your mum does errands for that Pyromaniac If I was as old as her I'd know not to provoke people like Angelica" Rose said casually as she flipped her jet black hair across her shoulders, resuming her position staring at Zev. Ethy rolled her eyes and sat back down next to Zev.
"Come to think of it I'd have never let her stay in this Boarding house, even if it is only second class.."
****
"Excuse me, Sir, What's the furthest the Bugerup Engine goes?" Hermione asked an attendant at the ticket box with a name tag that said 'Hi, I'm Jeff' on it.
"Well Mam, the Bugerup Engine Stops at Alice Springs, but you could Catch the Beaunypip Express if you wanted to go further than there" Jeff answered politely.
"Great, give me a ticket for Alice Springs please" Hermione said hurriedly as the Train pulled up in the station, Jeff handed her a ticket and took her money politely in the other hand. Hermione walked hurriedly onto the train and took a seat beside a lady around her age with long plaited Blonde hair.
After a few seconds the train started to depart from the station. Hermione watched out of the window for a few minutes, thinking about all that had happened today and why the hell she was so urged to go all the way to Alice Springs just to get rid of a tiny insignificant Jewel that her long lost to-be husband had told her to hide the first time he had contacted her in fourteen years. It all seemed like a weird dream to Hermione.
"So, where are you heading" A voice shook Hermione out of her thoughts.
"Huh, what?" Hermione answered in her dulled British accent, rubbing her eyes with the palm of her hand. The lady beside her smiled.
"I asked where your heading" The lady Repeated, Hermione sighed and smiled.
"Alice Springs" Hermione replied, studying the lady in front of her, she had long ash-blonde hair that was all pulled back into a long plait that was resting on the seat of the train, her eyes were a rich blue that reminded Hermione of the Australian Skies in summer.
"Really! All that way! I'm only going to Adelaide, Visiting my father. I'm afraid he caught a Muggle disease and I want to be there for him" The lady said, pushing a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. Hermione looked at her sympathetically, then realising how much she missed her own parents. It was like a yearning deep down in her heart that could not be filled.
"By the way, I'm Taraya Silverleigh" The lady shook Hermione's hand.
"Hermione Green" Hermione answered in return, smiling weakly before turning and looking out of the window, Taraya looked at Hermione in a concerned way.
"Leaving someone special behind, aren't you" She finally said, Hermione turned in surprise and looked at Taraya.
"Yes, my daughter, Amethyst But how did you know that.." Hermione trailed off as she was interrupted by Taraya.
"I know that look, I have a daughter of my own at home I know I'll miss her allot" Taraya said, fiddling with the tip of her hair. Hermione nodded.
"So how old is Amethyst? Five? Six?" Taraya said after a few minutes, trying to start up a conversation, Hermione shook her head.
"No, thirteen" she replied, Taraya stopped plaiting her hair again.
"Oh really" Taraya said, slightly surprised. Hermione put her elbow on the windowsill and stared out the window. The passing trees were just green blurs as the train picked up speed. Deep down in Hermione's heart she felt uncomfortable, she didn't know why or how, but she felt it. She tried to push the thought away by trying to think about Ethy was doing at this very moment, but the feeling still ate away at Hermione's stomach, growing stronger and stronger with every passing minute.
****
"Ethy, will you please put the tarot cards on the shelf where they belong?" Heather asked Ethy, handing her the shiny gold box, Ethy nodded and headed over to the shelf, where Zev was sorting through a couple of old Muggle newspaper articles.
They had finally managed to get rid of Rose, but the only way had been to tell her that it was toilet cleaning day, and that everyone in the boarding house had to clean their toilets. Rose had left faster than a bolt of greased lightning. Now they were helping Heather with a few odd jobs on her to-do list, in return for one of her great milkshakes. After a few more jobs Heather returned from her small kitchen room with a milkshake for Ethy, Zev, herself and oddly enough an extra one.
"Who's that for?" Ethy asked, not waiting to dig in, Heather smiled.
"Oh, I have a feeling that we're going to get some unexpected company in" Heather looked at her watch
"Oh 50 seconds..." Ethy and Zev smiled and continued to slurp at their milkshakes, laughing at each others milk moustaches when Angelica fled into the room, slamming the door closed behind her.
"THIS IS INSANE!" She screeched, leaning up against the door, breathing heavily. Heather handed Angelica the milkshake with a smile, she took it promptly and sat down on a chair with a loud thump.
"What's insane, Angelica?" Zev asked, wiping the milk from around his mouth.
"THAT BLAU DUDE!, THAT'S WHAT'S INSANE!!! HE..." Angelica was cut off as Heather murmured for her to shush, Angelica looked rather annoyed.
"Mr. Blau cleaned my room! I told him not to but nooo, he thought he'd be 'Helpful' and he straightened up everything and put things in the right places! I can't find any of my experiments anymore! they're all so Orderly!" Angelica yelled loudly, pulling at her long Red hair. She looked so stressed that Ethy was afraid that at any minute she would spontaneously combust.
"Calm down Angelica, he's your slave, just tell him to put your room back the way it was, he'll understand" Heather said in her usual soothing manner, Angelica lifted her head from the table and smiled.
"You know what Heather, your absolutely right! I'll just go up and ask to him to dirty it! Your a genius Heather, THANKEE!!" With that Angelica slurped up the milkshake and dashed out the door, Heather smiled.
"Well that was.... *Gasp* " Heather said, her smile had turned to a shocked look and her eyes were glassy and straight ahead, her milkshake spilled to the floor. Ethy realised that she was seeing the future almost right away.
"What's the matter Heather?" Ethy asked once Heather seemed to have snapped out of it.
"What did you see??" Heather looked at Ethy. She had seen something horrible, something even she did not want to think about in her head, something she prayed was a false alarm but if it wasn't there was nothing she could do about it.
"Oh Nothing Ethy, Nothing at all" With that Heather sat down on the table, a concerned look on her face, and got out her wand to clean the milk now dissolving into the carpet.
***
Hermione jolted in her seat as the train hit a little more turbulence on the rails. She held onto the sides of her seat, a little panicky at this stage. Over the past half hour the train had been making funny noises, hissing and creaking noises that were starting to get Hermione jumpy and the train had been jolting this way and that, the worst knock had sent people to the floor. Hermione was now worried, as was Taraya.
"Excuse me for interrupting" a voice that sounded magically magnified said from inside the drivers box.
"We are sorry to announce that we are having a few engine troubles at this time, please stay in your seat until otherwise told. We are currently trying to locate the trouble area of the engine and it shouldn't be long before the train will be functioning properly. We apologise for any inconvenience" The voice said cheerfully, but it certainly wasn't making Hermione cheerful. She had been worried before but now that she knew there was engine trouble she was very worried, almost scared.
"Well this is quite a fine paddock of Skrewts we've got ourselves stuck into..." Taraya said half to herself as the train did another shuddering splutter.
"You can say that again" Hermione replied, trying to stay calm, but not finding herself able to.
Suddenly the people in her carriage heard an ear piercing noise coming from the trains wheels and then there was a huge jolt, which sent witches and wizards flying all over the carriage. Hermione tried to block out the screams as she felt the carriage jolt in the opposite direction, she held onto her chair until she was sure her knuckles were turning a ghostly white. Her body was thrown around like a pinball machine as she felt the carriage skid off the rails. As she looked around in sheer panic that was when she spotted the huge telegraph pole coming towards the carriage outside. Hermione didn't need calculations to know that they were going to slam into that pole at an amazingly high speed. She closed her eyes and readied herself for what she knew was going to be pain.
"Oh why didn't I stay home with Ethy?" Was her last thought as she heard a squeal of metal and a female scream. She was pushed forward at a great speed and hit the metal backboard of the seat in front of her, Black dots formed over her vision as she heard another scream. Maybe it was herself, she couldn't be sure.
She thought about Ethy while she could feel herself slipping away. If she died, who would look after her?. Hermione's last thoughts before she fell unconscious were of Draco. What if he never knew if she died? what if one day he came back and she wasn't here to greet him with loving arms? What if he never knew Amethyst was his daughter?. All her thoughts melted into putty in her mind and vanished into the blackness. Hermione, for now, was trapped in her own head as she fell to the carriage floor, unconscious.
****
7 HOURS LATER
'Breep Breep...Breep Breep...Breep Breep'
The sharp telephone noises cut into the night, a rather grumpy Guiseppe Pellegrino crawled out of his comfortable chair and picked up the phone in a huff.
"Hello, Zis is the Orion Boarding Houses, Guiseppe is speaking" Guiseppe answered sleepily.
"Hello, this is Dr Octavius Elineff from the Ministry of Magic's Royal Gala Adelaide Hospital, I was wondering if this is the residence of a one Hermione Green" A deep voice answered from the other end in a rather pleasant tone. The fact he was from a hospital in Adelaide still hadn't clicked in the exhausted retiree's head.
"Shes, Hermione Green, she live here, but she is on holidays now so you cannot.."
"Sir, we have some rather upsetting news about Hermione, can we please speak to her husband?"
"No, no, no, she have no husband"
"Well can I speak to someone close to her, perhaps a close friend please?"
"Shah, I get Heather"
"Thank you sir".
Guiseppe puffed up the staircase, grubbing about phone calls from Adelaide at 10.00 at night until he came to Heather's room. Before he could knock Heather popped her head out, half expecting to see him there.
"Hezzer, See man on See phone, he want to speak to you" Guiseppe puffed, looking like he was going to collapse at any minute from old age, Heather nodded as she started to sprint down the stairs as fast as she could in her bright Royal Blue dressing gown, the one with silver zodiac signs hand sewn around the edges. She ran into the living room before turning curiously to face the puffing retiree behind her.
"Who is it?" She asked Guiseppe, who's face was now the shade of a ripe tomato as he plopped down into his favourite chair.
"It's from Zee Adelaide... Hospital...ting…" Guiseppe puffed, Heather gasped as the memory of the future she had seen earlier in the day flooded back to her, she picked up the receiver with shaking hands. Heather and all the other boarders has become accustomed to the Muggle talking device for it was the only thing Anna Maria allowed them to use.
"H....Hello, Heather Speaking" Heather stuttered into the receiver, twining a loose thread of the dressing gown in her fingers.
"Hello Heather, I am Dr Octavius Elineff for the Ministry Of Magic's Royal Gala Adelaide Hospital, I have some rather bad news about your friend Hermione" Dr Octavius said, still in his pleasant voice, Heather stood bolt upright.
"What about Hermione, what's happened?" Heather voice shook slightly, she was hoping and praying that he was not going to tell her something that she had dreaded from this afternoon.
"I'm afraid to say Hermione was involved in the terrible accident of the Bugerup Engine. The carriage she was on derailed at and amazing speed and hit a telegraph pole. Hermione was rather lucky to get away with only Concussion and a Deflated Lung. She's in the hospital at this very moment, we thought you would like to know." Heather sighed with relief, she had seriously thought that Hermione was dead. Still, Hermione was seriously hurt and they needed to be by her side, even if it meant going all the way to Adelaide.
"Thank you for letting me know, Doctor, Myself and a few others will be there faster than you can say Blast-ended Skrewt"
"That's fine, Miss, We'll take good care of Hermione" With that Heather dashed out of the living room and into the hall. She threw off the Dressing gown to reveal she was wearing her burned orange sun dress underneath and dashed Into Ethy's room, where Ethy and Ginger were talking about girlie stuff.
"Ethy, we need to go now, your mum's been in an accident, she's in hospital in Adelaide. She was in a train crash" Heather yelled, picking up one of Ethy's long coats and handing it to her, Ethy stood up promptly.
"What's the matter with mum? Is she hurt? Are we going to go see her?" Ethy was worried and was continually asking questions as she pulled on a pair of worn shoes and pulled on the coat Heather handed her without questioning.
"I'll explain it all on the way, Ethy, right now we just need to leave. Hurry up and get in the van" Heather said quickly.
"Ginger, stay here and tell everyone where we went, OK" Ginger nodded and pulled at her red-brown hair, sitting upright. Before she could respond Heather and Ethy had left, slamming the door closed behind her.
"Come on Ethy, in the Van" Heather said as they walked hurriedly down the cold stone steps, Ethy nodded and followed. Before they got very far a lady in a bright Blue dress with Green pants under it stopped them.
"Hey! Where are you going so fast??" Angelica giggled as Mr. Blau came from inside Angelica's room, he had obviously had to go on a dirtying spree.
"No time Angelica, just hurry up and get in the van" Heather said, not stopping to talk, Ethy not far behind her. There was something about Heather's words that compelled Angelica to follow her, that and the fact she had the curiosity of a 2 year old.
Angelica, Mr. Blau, Heather and Finally Ethy piled into Heather's van, Heather at the wheel. Heather had never sped in her whole life but she found now was the perfect time to break the tradition. With that the van screeched to life and sped down the street, until to Dave, who was tending to his Moonflower on the roof, it looked like a tiny Purple dot on the street far away.
****
Tour Guide Bob stood outside his Cairo apartment, waiting for his Wizard newspaper that he had delivered every morning to come. He ran a hand through his messy Black hair as he saw the newspaper apparate on the floor in front of him.
He picked it up with one hand, balancing his cup of coffee in the other and closed the door with his foot. His apartment was classy and clean. Though many would say a man could not keep a bachelor pad clean for less than a day, Bob managed very well. He sat down in his comfortable armchair and placed his cup of steaming coffee on a side table. With a flick of his wrist he opened the paper and read the front page, in the corner there was a tiny square that caught Bob's eye
"Yesterday afternoon in Adelaide, Australia, one of the Magic Union trains carriages, The Bugerup engines, derailed and slammed into a telegraph pole. Luckily only one person was killed, a one Taraya Silverleigh, though many were injured. Details on page 36" The tabloid said. Something about the article compelled Bob to turn to page 36 without even looking at all the other articles.
As he spread the page open and skimmed on it he couldn't help but notice the full colour picture in the very center, it was of a rather attractive lady in her thirties lying in a hospital bed, there were doctors around that kept tending to her. Bob could tell the lady was alive by the fact she was breathing deeply through the respirator on the mouth and nose, Her curly brown hair was all over the place. Bob read the caption underneath the picture
'This lady, at the moment, only known as Hermione, was seriously injured in the Bugerup Engine crash with injuries to her lungs, arm and head'
Bob re-read this caption over and over again and stared at the picture for a long time before it finally clicked to him. His coffee spat from his mouth like a deranged water fountain, spilling all over his cream rug, but he didn't care. He jumped up and took a well-worn picture out of the side table drawer and placed it next to the Newspaper articles picture.
He could see a resemblance a very close resemblance. Then it dawned to Tour Guide Bob, the girl he had loved for many, many years, presumed dead, was alive in Adelaide Australia.
He got up with happiness and felt like yelling with glee, but decided against it. He jumped out of his apartment and slammed the door closed behind him, before apparating straight to Marsha's apartment, he couldn't even wait to walk there himself.
"MARSHA!" He yelled gleefully into the house, he was replied by a grumbling
"In Here" Coming from the kitchen. He dashed in to find Marsha cleaning some dishes the Muggle way.
"What is it, Bob?" Marsha said tiredly, pulling a strand of her blonde hair away from her face with a wet hand.
"Marsha I need a few days off, I'm visiting an old friend in Australia" Bob replied quickly, running a hand through his hair, Marsha stopped washing and studied his extremely happy face.
"Who on Earth do you know who lives in Australia, Bob?" Marsha said, wiping a few bits of foam from her face.
"Oh, just an old friend from a long time ago. ..Now please can I have a week off, please please please!" To Marsha Bob sounded like a spoiled 3 year old, She sighed.
"I suppose you could..." She never even got to finish her sentence before Bob ran out of her kitchen happily, She smiled slightly and continued to get in touch with her Muggle Side. As she was washing a particularly flaky mug she heard Bob's excited voice from her living room.
"Oh Marsha, I'm borrowing your Magic Carpet I'll take good care of it"
Marsha dropped the mug promptly.
"BOB!! GET BACK HERE WITH MY CARPET!!!"
***
"Say it ain't so, I will not go, turn your lights off, Carry me home!" Angelica sung at the top of her voice to Heather's Blink 182 song playing in the van's tape deck. Everyone was so fed up they felt like throttling her. To bad Heather's stop button sticks and the same tape had been playing for over 3 hours.
"Here we are" Heather said finally as they saw the bright neon lights of the hospital sign, Ethy got out promptly and ran to the entrance, Angelica and Mr. Blau Behind her and finally Heather. Ethy ran into the entrance doors, the smell of antiseptic and Band-Aids hit her square in the face as she walked to the Front Desk. A smiling receptionist with perfect white teeth told the group what room Hermione was in and once again Ethy was off! She was determined to see her mother.
She slowed as she neared a big door. Room 42, South Wing, Level 11 .This was her mum's room. She opened the door Quietly and motioned for Angelica and the rest to come in too. There was her mother, lying in the bed, her eyes were closed and the respirator was snaking over her mouth and nose, Ethy fought back tears as she walked to her mothers side, Angelica, Mr. Blau and Heather not far behind. It was then Ethy spotted a man with messy black hair sitting in the corner, his arms crossed. Ethy stared at the man for a little while, she wasn't the kind of girl afraid the stare, before asking
"Who are you?"
"On the Contrary, who are you?" The man answered Ethy's question with another question, Ethy noticed he had a British accent too, much like her mothers. She studied the strangers face
for a few seconds, he looked around the same age as his mother and he had a half smile on his face.
"I'm Amethyst Green , I'm Hermione's Daughter" Ethy answered the man, his face dropped.
"Oh.." the man answered, not seeming to have anything else to say as he looked down at the Pale Green tiles on the hospital's floor, Ethy looked around at Heather, she shrugged.
"Who are you?" Ethy asked the man, he looked up, his eyes looked a bit bleary.
"I'm... I'm Bob, I'm Hermione's old Friend from a long, long time ago" Bob sighed, looking over at Hermione's body and sighing deeply. Ethy shrugged to Angelica and the band sat down.
"I'm really Hungry Heather" Ethy said 2 hours later, Bob was still there, he hadn't uttered a word since Ethy had told him she was her daughter. Heather looked at her watch, it was early afternoon, Ethy hadn't eaten since yesterday night.
"Why don't we go get something to eat from the canteen?" Heather said, reaching into her sun dresses pocket and pulling out a pink embroidered purse, Ethy nodded and stood up, along with Mr. Blau.
"You coming Angelica??" Ethy asked as she was walking out of the door, Angelica shook her head.
"Nah, I think I'll hang around for a bit" Angelica said as she eyed Hermione, Ethy shrugged and left the room.
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"So, I was thinking that I take out Hermione's brain and put it in my Robot, the HERMIONETRON 2000!!" Angelica yelled half to herself, Bob looked up.
"Your joking, right??" He said sadly, Angelica shook her head like it was the most stupid question she had ever heard.
"No, I'm serious, Hermione has the perfect brain to make the first Humanoid robot, besides, I'm not just taking her brain and not giving her any credit, that's why I'm calling the Robot HERMIONETRON 2000!!" Angelica yelled gleefully, Bob stood up and stood between Hermione and Angelica.
"You can't Take out Hermione's brain! You'd be taking away a life, the greatest life I've ever known And the robot won't be half as pretty as Hermione ever was.." Bob sighed and looked over his shoulder, Angelica raised one of her eyebrows.
"Your sooo hooked on her, aren't you this is too sickly, I'm leaving!" Angelica said, disgusted, as she left the room. Bob turned around and stared at Hermione. He couldn't believe it was actually her, the girl he had loved for longer than he could remember. He leaned in close to her face and whispered in her ear.
"Hermione, it's me Harry James. Potter"
He looked around one more time before sighing once again and taking a seat by her body, he hoped that when she woke up she'd remember him and it would be like nothing had ever happened and they'd be great friends again, like they had always been.