She Spy

Chapter 2

New Partner

It was a very busy day outside the courthouse. Crowds of people carrying cameras and microphones were bustling around, waiting for the doors to open. They didn't have long to wait.

Policemen shielded someone from the flashes of cameras and the curious eyes of the reporters, pushing towards the car that had pulled up. As they passed by, a professional looking woman signaled to a man with a camera. She started speaking as the policemen reached the car.

"It has now been confirmed. Chloe Stanhope, age 21, has been found guilty by the courts. Her fate is still undetermined, but she can be sure that she won't be seeing the outside of a prison for quite some time. Back to you, John."

Chloe Stanhope slumped down in her seat, avoiding touching any of the burly policemen sitting at her sides. She felt positively downgraded. They only had one car full of policemen for her! Her, the (at one time) most wanted conman in America! She growled softly, earning bewildered glances from her 'traveling buddies'.

She sighed and poked the policeman on her right. "Are we there yet?" she asked in a whiny voice. The man's eye twitched and he was about to answer her when the car suddenly screeched to a halt. The policemen pulled their guns out and opened the doors, leaving only the man on her right.

Chloe was about to whine to the man again when something hit the car. Hard. Suddenly, gunfire exploded from outside the car.

"What the--?" the policeman left the statement unfinished and pulled out his gun. Chloe took advantage of his distraction and slammed the door open. She stumbled out before he could grab her and almost tripped over a very large lump in the road. She looked down and saw that it was the driver, and that he was either dead in a way that doesn't require external bleeding, or he was unconscious.

There was another shot from the other side of the car, and Chloe peeped over the top to see. There were the rest of the officers that had been in her car, littering the roadside. The gunshot had come from the man that had sat to her right. It became obvious what he was shooting at real soon. There was a feminine shout, and a black boot connected with the man's head. He fell to the ground, revealing a woman with brown hair and black clothes. Chloe ducked down again.

'Shit!' she thought. 'Okay, that person is either here to free me. or to kill me. Which is more likely?' She thought for a while. 'Probably would be good to run for it.'

She crouched low, and, on the count of three, started running. Of course, she didn't really remember to include the chains on her wrists and legs in this plan, so she didn't get far. She was lying on her back, trying to regain the wind that had been knocked out of her, when the woman appeared above her.

Her face was kind, free of any of the makeup that Chloe abhorred.

'Never trust a face,' Chloe thought, rolling back onto her hands, pushing forwards. She ended up standing wobbly in front of the woman, her hands waving around until she was balanced.

The woman laughed at her, pulling out a short stick. Chloe tensed and moved her hands into the classic fighting position, but the woman shook her head and said in a distinctively British voice, "I'm here to help you. Trust me."

She waved the wand and muttered something, and Chloe's chains fell to the ground. Chloe immediately stepped back and prepared herself to run.

"No! Please, don't run away, just listen to me!" the woman cried, but it was too late. Chloe was off and running. She heard the woman curse and start running after her.

Now, if it had been two months earlier, before Chloe had gotten double- crossed and caught, she could've out-run anyone. But, since it was two months from then, the woman caught up to her easily. She tripped her and dropped to her knees next to her body, pointing the stick at her heart.

"Please don't make me do this," she said, staring into her eyes, letting her know she was being completely serious. Chloe believed her. There was a sort of pulsing energy coming from the stick, and she didn't trust her. She nodded in submission and waited as the woman lowered the stick. Just as soon as it was out of sight she swept her left leg into the woman's legs, knocking her down. She jumped up before the woman could react and kicked the stick from her hand. She doubled back for a second kick to the stomach, but the woman was quick too. She had jumped up and aimed a punch at Chloe's gut. Chloe pulled back her kick and blocked her punch with her right arm. Just as soon, she had pulled back for a spinning kick. She kicked first with her right foot, and the woman dodged it easily. Her second kick never even made it. The woman had already kicked her in the chest with a jump kick, knocking her to the floor. She flipped backwards and bent down, picking up the stick and waving it at Chloe.

Chloe froze. Not of her own free will, but because she just couldn't. She could only blink. The woman walked up to her and sat down next to her.

"Okay now, we're going to have a little chat, right? I need help, and you're the one that can help me. Just listen, and tell me what you think at the end."

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Chloe stretched out her arms and legs and looked at the woman she now knew was named Hermione Granger. She knew a lot about her now, including her problem. It sounded like fun, but she wasn't letting her know that now. She had on a perfect poker face. Hermione, as she had told her before, wasn't good at hiding things. Her face was masked with worry. Chloe exhaled slowly and decided to break the silence.

"So, what's in this again for me?" she asked, fluffing out her deep red hair, acting as nonchalant as she would talking about the weather

"Well, I did save you from a life of prison. And you will get a certain percent of my job money," Hermione answered.

"What are you again? I've never heard of those before," Chloe asked, brushing dirt off her pants.

"Look, it's really complicated, and the prison would've been expecting you by now. We may be in a deserted place, but gunshots carry, and someone probably called in about it. They'll be coming soon."

Chloe considered for a while, and then nodded. Hermione grinned delightedly, and pulled her up off the ground, pulling out an old shoe from her coat and offering it towards Chloe. Chloe stared at it for a while, and then Hermione laughed.

"Ah, I forgot you're a muggle. Just grab the shoe. Trust me."

Chloe raised her eyebrow and grabbed the shoe. She was jerked forwards suddenly, and before she knew it, she was in a clean white hall next to Hermione. She turned to her and gaped for a while. Hermione was just smiling delightedly at her.

Chloe regained her voice. "Okay, you have to explain. Now."

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Hey! Second chapter! Yay! Shorter that the last, I know, I'll try harder next time. My internet wasn't working for the longest time, and when it finally did, I realized that I hadn't written the next chapter yet. So I wrote it all tonight. Yes, if this sucks, just remember that. Please review, and thanks to all reviewers so far!

Oh yeah, FYI. There are only gonna be a few parts where it isn't in Hermione's view. I couldn't figure out how to make this work from Hermione's view, so I didn't use her. There will be some more chapters with more Chloe and possibly Draco, but not that many.

TTFN!

Crazy Peanut Chick