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"…You can't always get what you want…you can't always get what you want…but if you try some times you just might find, you get what you need…awww…yeah…I saw her to-." Hermione looked up when she heard someone laughing. She had been singing to herself and it was none other then Ron Weasley. Ron was rather taller now and married to a muggle, his father was ecstatic about that union.
"Hermione Granger." Ron said rather sarcastically.
"Ronald Weasley." She answered back and they laughed and talked together for a while until Hermione looks down at her watch.
"Damn! I'm going to be late. It was so good to see you Ron!" And with that she rushed outside the front door and behind a tree. She apparated to the crowded atrium. She filled into the elevator with a few people she recognized. As they went down she got a bit anxious, there was to be a trial today in which a member of the Order was being tried. Severus Snape was caught making dealings with a notorious Death Eater and was being tried for possession of many illegal substances (no, not cocaine*sniff*).
Hermione slide out of the elevator and walked down the familiar corridor leading to a series of rooms she'll never forget. She turned and ran straight into Lucius Malfoy, she braced herself.
"What are *you* doing here, Ms. Granger?" Lucius sneered.
"I happen to be working for the Minister and on my way to a trial, which I'm sure you know all about." She was still furious that he was let out of Azkaban little less then a few months after her 5th year.
"What are you getting at Ms. Granger? I don't have time to be associating with mud bloods, must be off." And with that Lucius stalked off towards the elevator.
"Sod…"She mutters under her breath as she walks into the very court room Harry had been tried in. She sits down beside the long table and sets up her quill and extremely long roll of parchment.
"Good morning Hermione. Odd isn't it?" Percy Weasley had come in and was standing beside her chair. "We're the ones judging a former Professor of ours for something completely unlike him."
"Yes, odd." She never liked talking too much with him so she stuck to short and direct sentences. And as he was about to continue he looked down at his watch and ran back up to his seat after giving Hermione a light squeeze on the shoulder to tell her it was time. Snape walked in escorted by a guard. Hermione wrote furiously while secretly recording the entire trial on a muggle tape recorder to replay at the Order's next meeting.
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"Well then we know what we have to do." Albus Dumbledore removed his glasses and rubbed his temples. The Order had just finished discussing the tape from the trial.
"Once again I'm sorry Albus, I didn't mean to cause so much trouble." Snape mutters as he folds his hands in his lap over and over again.
The old man then turns to Remus who was sitting at his right. "The arrangements will be made by tomorrow, be ready to leave and we will talk later. You too Hermione."
Remus and Hermione looked at Albus incredulously and when Dumbledore and the other members left Remus and Hermione speculated what he meant.
"Well this is Dumbledore we're talking about, who knows?" Remus mumbled at Albus reentered the room with two large suitcases, and a manila folder. He set them down and sat across from Remus and Hermione at the kitchen table.
"Tomorrow a Mr. And Mrs. O' Roark will be moving into 12 Chapel Lane, Surrey."
"And what does this have to do with us?" Hermione hated Albus' word games.
"You two are Mr. and Mrs. O' Roark and will be moving to 12 Chapel Lane in Surrey tomorrow." Albus somehow always managed to keep a light air about him as if nothing like this was too serious.
"But…but what about Percy and the Ministry?" Hermione remained fixed on Albus not even noticing Remus grinning at the old man.
"All is taken care of Hermione, you will quit tomorrow morning and return here immediately. After your return you two will ride the train to a station only two blocks down from your new home. Mr. O' Roark you will be pretending that you are an author and you Mrs. O' Roark will be a homemaker. I trust you two to keep a low profile, I will drop in on you following afternoon with further instructions. Good evening and I will see you on Friday." Albus stood and left leaving Hermione staring in his wake and Remus stifling laughter.
"And what's so funny *Mr. O' Roark*?" Hermione demanded of Remus.
"Trust me, this is most like Albus don't look so surprised *Mrs. O' Roark*." Remus chortled a bit until Hermione's hardened look softened and she went up to her room to pack the few items she owned.
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The morning wasn't at all what Hermione had expected; Percy had been completely understanding but very upset to see her leave. Remus had all four bags by the front door when Hermione returned from the Ministry. He dressed in a black bowler hat, a suit, and a long tan overcoat. Hermione dresses in a blue knee length skirt and white blouse wearing a black overcoat and laughed at their reflections standing side by side.
"The finishing touches" Remus slipped a solid gold band onto his left ring finger and Hermione did the same.
At King Cross station they were met by Mad Eye to see them to the house. His own bowler hat covering his wandering eye. He was scowling at most muggles and would duck behind a pillar occasionally.
They boarded the train and read silently as the countryside flew by their window. Hermione, the muggle press. Remus, the rival muggle press. And Mad Eye, reading a book with his good eye and watching the movement outside in the hall with his magical eye.
"That George Bush is a real sod…" Remus very plainly stated which caused a heated discussion between himself and Hermione; both coming to the conclusion that another Republican president could be fatal. Moody keeping his good eye on the two in muttering what sounded like curses under his breath. The train halted and they walked the remainder of the way. Finally they stopped in front of a quaint two story, mahogany coloured wooden house with window boxes, a surrounding hedgerow, and white window frames and a white door.
"And this is where I leave you two, now remember, Mr. And Mrs. Remus O' Roark, we will contact you shortly. Good day." And with that Mad Eye bowed and stepped into the shadows and with a pop was gone.
"Shall we?" Hermione took his arm and they stepped into the entrance hall. A coat rack to the right of the door way and on the opposite wall a little side table with a bouquet of flowers and a mirror just above it; the floor was all wood aside from a rug in front of the door, stairs were at the end of the hall beside a door way leading into the kitchen, there was another door beside the coat rack leading to the dinning room and another door next to the side table leading into the den/living room. Throughout the house were beautiful paintings and pictures of fake relatives with name plaques underneath.
"It…it's beautiful." Hermione was left speechless as she explored the cozy den, modern kitchen, elegant dining room, and half-bathroom. She started up the steps which lead to a landing and on either side was a door. One door lead to a spacious master bedroom with a king size bed and a intense blue colour theme with another two doors on either side one leading to a private study and the other a large bathroom. The second door leads to a small guest room with a 'deep purple' colour theme.
"Didn't miss a thing did they?" Remus came to stand beside Hermione, his coat casually resting over his right forearm and his hat already resting on the coat rack along with Hermione's coat.
"No…they didn't" Hermione shook out of her thoughts and went into the kitchen rather swiftly. Remus chuckled as she called up "Dinner will be ready in an hour sweetie darling"
"All right darling" Remus called as he brought the bags upstairs and put them into the master bedroom unpacking his own things and picking up a book from his study and thumbing through it.
TBC
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Sorry for all of the description, I'm still working on setting the atmosphere. PLEASE NO FLAMES FOR MY BUSH REMARK!
By the by, Deep Purple is a band.