Hermione thought strange of her parents behavior as she bolted up the stairs. 'Why were they so bloody cheerful? They're normally not like that. I mean, they're cheerful, but not that much,' she mused to herself as she grabbed her black messanger bag. She had picked it up on a vacation trip once in the states in New York. Overpopulated to the fullest extent if you asked her. Rolling her eyes at the mere thought of it, she began to descend down the stairs as she heard her parents talking downstairs. Or was it her parents? The voices that she heard did not sound like Robert and Jennifer Granger, the muggle dentists.
"So, when do you plan to strike?", a woman's voice said in a hushed-like manner. The voice was sort of high, but in a sort of tone that was one of those arrogant, aristocratic voices.
"Not yet, it is too early, love," a male's voice drawled. She had heard that voice before, but where? Then, it hit her. She had heard that voice back at the Ministry of Magic, in the Department of Mysteries. She was too deep in thought to realize who it was, but she knew what she had to do. Her parents were in danger and she knew it. Perhaps it was natural instinct of her to feel like this.
Going back up the stairs silently as possible, she went back into her room, closing the door behind her rather speedily. She dug out her Hogwarts trunk and withdrew her beloved wand. In a barely audible voice, she whispered into the silent air, "Silencio." She then began to pack her things immediately. All of the books from the last year that she needed for her sixth year at Hogwarts, her robes, her muggle clothes, just everything. She also carefully tucked her Time-Turner, which was in a special holding case, into the front pocket of her jeans. When she was done, she shrunk her luggage, it now being a miniature piece of barely anything. Hermione tucked that into one of the pockets of the pink hoodie that she was wearing. 'Am I doing the right thing? I sure do hope so.. oh Gods, I hope that mum and dad are alright..', was all that was running through her head right now for the time being.
She quickly went over to her desk and scribbled a note to Harry and Ron. Hedwig was resting in her room that day, her best friends had sent her an owl about the shopping that they were forced to do the day before. She knew that she had to get her cat to a safehouse while she was gone. Right now, she didn't know where she was going to go, but surely, it wouldn't be the Burrow. It was too obvious. Tucking Crookshanks into her travelling cage, she said, "I'm sorry, Crookshanks.." She silenced her cat with the familiar charm and another shrinking charm as she said to Hedwig, "I need you to take Crookshanks and this letter to Harry and Ron, alright?" Hedwig nipped at Hermione fingers as a brief sign of affection before taking off out her window.
Turning back towards the door, she sheathed her wand somewhere more reachable. She pulled out some duck tape from one of her desk drawers, taping her wand to the inside of her left arm. The sleeve of her hoodie sweater covered it up quite well as she made it back downstairs, the imposters acting normal again.
"Mum, I'm ready to go," she said, but with caution in her voice.
The supposed Jennifer Granger smiled and said, "Alright then, dear, I'll drive you up to the Leaky Cauldron. Go and get in the car."
Hermione nodded before walking out of the house. What no one knew is that Hermione knew how to apparate. She was technically sixteen-years-old by the use of the Time Turner and Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster had allowed her to take the Apparition test right before graduation. Being the smart witch that she was, she passed the test with exceptional colors. Not getting in the car, but walking away into the woods nearby her home, she apparated, the sight of the most isolated place in mind.
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Author's Notes :
I know, I know, I promised lemons and I promise now that you will get lemons, possibly limes as well. Thank you all for being so patient with my writing.
Leave a few reviews if you will.
"So, when do you plan to strike?", a woman's voice said in a hushed-like manner. The voice was sort of high, but in a sort of tone that was one of those arrogant, aristocratic voices.
"Not yet, it is too early, love," a male's voice drawled. She had heard that voice before, but where? Then, it hit her. She had heard that voice back at the Ministry of Magic, in the Department of Mysteries. She was too deep in thought to realize who it was, but she knew what she had to do. Her parents were in danger and she knew it. Perhaps it was natural instinct of her to feel like this.
Going back up the stairs silently as possible, she went back into her room, closing the door behind her rather speedily. She dug out her Hogwarts trunk and withdrew her beloved wand. In a barely audible voice, she whispered into the silent air, "Silencio." She then began to pack her things immediately. All of the books from the last year that she needed for her sixth year at Hogwarts, her robes, her muggle clothes, just everything. She also carefully tucked her Time-Turner, which was in a special holding case, into the front pocket of her jeans. When she was done, she shrunk her luggage, it now being a miniature piece of barely anything. Hermione tucked that into one of the pockets of the pink hoodie that she was wearing. 'Am I doing the right thing? I sure do hope so.. oh Gods, I hope that mum and dad are alright..', was all that was running through her head right now for the time being.
She quickly went over to her desk and scribbled a note to Harry and Ron. Hedwig was resting in her room that day, her best friends had sent her an owl about the shopping that they were forced to do the day before. She knew that she had to get her cat to a safehouse while she was gone. Right now, she didn't know where she was going to go, but surely, it wouldn't be the Burrow. It was too obvious. Tucking Crookshanks into her travelling cage, she said, "I'm sorry, Crookshanks.." She silenced her cat with the familiar charm and another shrinking charm as she said to Hedwig, "I need you to take Crookshanks and this letter to Harry and Ron, alright?" Hedwig nipped at Hermione fingers as a brief sign of affection before taking off out her window.
Turning back towards the door, she sheathed her wand somewhere more reachable. She pulled out some duck tape from one of her desk drawers, taping her wand to the inside of her left arm. The sleeve of her hoodie sweater covered it up quite well as she made it back downstairs, the imposters acting normal again.
"Mum, I'm ready to go," she said, but with caution in her voice.
The supposed Jennifer Granger smiled and said, "Alright then, dear, I'll drive you up to the Leaky Cauldron. Go and get in the car."
Hermione nodded before walking out of the house. What no one knew is that Hermione knew how to apparate. She was technically sixteen-years-old by the use of the Time Turner and Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster had allowed her to take the Apparition test right before graduation. Being the smart witch that she was, she passed the test with exceptional colors. Not getting in the car, but walking away into the woods nearby her home, she apparated, the sight of the most isolated place in mind.
..........
Author's Notes :
I know, I know, I promised lemons and I promise now that you will get lemons, possibly limes as well. Thank you all for being so patient with my writing.
Leave a few reviews if you will.