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Ok so its been like a week, but this IS a much longer chapter (yeah by about 1300 words) so please don't eat me!
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Chapter 2: Auror
Hermione Weasley's stomach lurched as she looked up into the night sky. The dark mark, known to all wizards throughout the world was sitting directly above her home and was grinning menacingly down upon her. Training to be an Auror had provided Hermione with certain instincts for situations of danger. These instincts kicked in immediately as she jumped over her rough stone wall and tore across her front garden, dodging flowerbeds and mini fountains in the process.
Hermione grabbed her wand out of her right cloak pocket as she ran closer towards the house. She raised it out her front door and shouted 'Alohomora' just in time for her to leap up the veranda steps and race through the newly opened entranceway.
Immediately after entering the house she came to a halt and listened.
The house was dark, and not a single noise, bar the creaking of the old staircase could be heard. Hermione decided that this was not a good sign. She didn't even dare whisper 'lumos'.
'Please don't let Ron have been home' she prayed desperately as she finally dared to inch towards the dining room. Her wand was at the ready as she entered the deserted room. She edged around the furniture carefully, investigating her surroundings with all of her senses, searching for any sign of life, whether good or bad. Everything appeared in tact and exactly as it had been left that morning. The candles still stood proudly in the center of the mahogany table, and her husbands cereal bowl still sat there unwashed and with a tiny lake of milk inhabiting it. This was, in Hermione's opinion, a rather bad habit of Ron's, one which she scolded him daily about. One which didn't bother her in the slightest at this point of time as she crept towards the kitchen.
What she didn't see as she turned her back on the seemingly deserted room was a shadow pass in front of the moon-illuminated window. Hermione had almost left the room before she heard a slithering voice hiss-
"Mudblood"
Hermione span around, wand instantly in dueling position, to face a tall masked figure in a midnight cloak, with their long and slightly crooked wand pointed directly at her chest. Death Eater.
The figure laughed, but it sounded more like an acute asthma attack.
"Poor little mudblood all on her lonesome...crucio!"
Hermione ducked. The curse flew inches above her head and collided with a nearby potplant.
The flustered ex-Gryffindor straightened up again and practically threw her arm out at the death eater.
"That was my favorite mimbulus mimbletonia plant. Expelliarmus!"
The masked Death Eater's wand flew from his hand. His laughter ceased. The panicked eyes, clearly visible from the slits in the mask darted from Hermione to the hallway. He quickly made a decision and threw a nearby chair out of the way as he scrambled for the exit.
Hermione's jaw clenched
"Oh no you don't...stupefy!"
The curse hit the death eater in the back. He fell forward, instantly knocked out.
Hermione breathed a quick sigh of relief before putting herself back on guard. There were bound to be more.
"Accio wand" whispered the brunette.
The Death Eaters wand flew from under the table and into her hand. She pocketed it quickly.
'No little advantages for him if he wakes up' she thought to herself
As Hermione turned toward the kitchen again she heard a slow clap coming from the hallway.
"Most impressive Miss Granger, most impressive indeed" the voice drolled silkily
Hermione turned slowly towards the voice she knew only too well. Yet another cloaked Death Eater was before her, yet this one was leaning quite relaxed on the entranceway.
Hermione glared at the death eater
"My name is Hermione Weasley" she snarled
The masked man let out a musical laugh
"Oh yes, that. You know Shakespeare once wrote that a rose by any other name smells just as sweet, I have no doubt that it also works the other way. Once a mudblood, always a mudblood, regardless of name."
Hermione chocolate eyes shot daggers at the clearly amused man.
"I suppose it goes the same for you then Mr. Malfoy, once a death eater always a death eater? By the way, I was wondering if you could clear up a little rumour for me. Was Draco buried in the family plot or not? I wasn't sure considering he died defending his PREGNANT muggle-born girlfriend against you. I mean one would think that he wouldn't have been given the honour but you according to your logic, once a Malfoy, always a Malfoy."
Lucius Malfoy ripped off his mask to reveal his sleek porcelain face, which now included a long scar that ran from the corned of his left eye, down to the cleft in his chin. A scar inflicted by his only son. His stormy gray shone with fury
"Silence insolent girl! How dare you talk to me of my son! Crabbe! Goyle!"
Hermione screeched outwardly as two strong, oaf like arms grabbed her from either side. She screamed at herself inwardly at her own stupidity for being baited and captured so easily.
Hermione struggled fruitlessly against her captives as Lucius glided gracefully towards her. He effortlessly plucked her wand from her hand when he reached her struggling form.
"I'll be taking this. Wouldn't want our new play toy getting violent. Come gentlemen, bring Miss Granger into the lounge, the furniture is so much more...comfortable... in there"
Malfoy smirked at Hermione as he turned to lead his little entourage into the lounge room.
'Think Hermione think' she cried desperately to herself
Crabbe and Goyle senior laughed stupidly at Malfoy like he had made some fabulous joke and began dragging Hermione across the dining room, over the fallen body of the first death eater, through the hallway and into the lounge room.
"Sit" ordered Malfoy before turning to inspect the room with clear distaste.
Crabbed and Goyle sat on a large, burgundy lounge, with Hermione situated in between them. As Hermione sat back she felt something pointing uncomfortable into her back. She allowed herself a tiny smirk
'Hermione, you idiot' she critisized herself.
Slowly and discreetly (although it must be said that even an earthquake is discreet when it comes to the Crabbes and Goyles of both generations) moved her right hand down and into her cloak pocket She clutched the cool wood between her fingers before sharply bringing up her elbows as far as her human constraints would allow and brought them both down into Crabbe and Goyles crotches.
The two hollered in pain. Malfoy instantly spun around but she already had the death eaters wand pointed at him. Malfoy sneered at his two cronies
"incompetent fools"
Hermione took this chance.
"Expelliarmus!"
Malfoy promptly side stepped the curse like it was an everyday casual encounter.
"Is that it Miss Granger? Is that all you have for me? You know I think you would make a nice little slave...Imperio!"
Hermione dived behind an over-stuffed lounge chair. Malfoy laughed
"Quite the little fire cracker aren't we?"
Hermione scowled and poked up from behind the chair just to give herself enough time to throw another curse at Malfoy-
"stupefy!"
This time Malfoy was caught somewhat off guard and had to dive into a pile of soot in front of the fire place to avoid it. He looked up in anger and disgust
"You ruined my favorite mudblood hunting clothes, you will pay dearly for that Miss Granger..Avada Kedavra!"
At the same time he muttered this however, Hermione had also once again yelled-
"Stupefy!"
The two spells destroyed each other half way across the room.
Malfoy had by this time gotten back on his feet and was once again letting out a tinker of laughter.
"Honestly Miss Granger, are those the only two spells you know? And I thought you were te most brilliant mind to come out of Hogwarts"
He rose his wand again and began stalking towards her. Hermiones face reddened with anger as she pointed hers also-
"Impedimenta!"
Suddenly Malfoy seemed to be going in slow motion, he too had seemed to notice this and turned his head slowly towards Crabbe and Goyle senior.
"Do something you fools!"
The two however were still rolling around on the couch in pain. Hermione rolled her eyes, pointed her wands at them and once again let out a-
"Stupefy!"
"Not so tough on your man-servents are you? Oh and by the way, my name is Hermione WEASLEY. STUPEFY!"
"HERMIONE!"
The young woman turned from a very unconscious Malfoy to look at the doorway where two tall men, one with hair bright enough to power half of Surrey, and the other with hair black enough to rival the death eaters costumes were standing. Ron Weasley quickly rushed towards his wife in a rather suffocating bear hug
"Oh we were so worried, I went straight from practise to pick up Harry, but you didn't know cause it was a surprise and then we arrived and the dark mark was over the house and all the lights were out and we went positively mental and then there was a death eater in the hallway and....oh my god what is Lucius Malfoy doing on our lounge room floor!"
Naturally Ron had said all of this rather hurriedly and had not stopped for breath.
"Well obviously everything's alright now Ron, she is here in one piece. It seems all that Auror training has come in handy eh Hermione?" said the raven haired man with a grin
Hermione grinned back and threw herself into the arms of the boy-who-lived.
"Harry it's wonderful to see you!"
She pulled back from the hug and looked into the worried and confused looking face of her husband. She winked at them both which only produced more confused stares from both parties, and rose her wand into the air
"Finite Incantatum"
Well that's it folks :)
Hope you enjoyed this much longer chappie. Please don't forget to review ;)
Madam Pyro
Ok so its been like a week, but this IS a much longer chapter (yeah by about 1300 words) so please don't eat me!
Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Auror
Hermione Weasley's stomach lurched as she looked up into the night sky. The dark mark, known to all wizards throughout the world was sitting directly above her home and was grinning menacingly down upon her. Training to be an Auror had provided Hermione with certain instincts for situations of danger. These instincts kicked in immediately as she jumped over her rough stone wall and tore across her front garden, dodging flowerbeds and mini fountains in the process.
Hermione grabbed her wand out of her right cloak pocket as she ran closer towards the house. She raised it out her front door and shouted 'Alohomora' just in time for her to leap up the veranda steps and race through the newly opened entranceway.
Immediately after entering the house she came to a halt and listened.
The house was dark, and not a single noise, bar the creaking of the old staircase could be heard. Hermione decided that this was not a good sign. She didn't even dare whisper 'lumos'.
'Please don't let Ron have been home' she prayed desperately as she finally dared to inch towards the dining room. Her wand was at the ready as she entered the deserted room. She edged around the furniture carefully, investigating her surroundings with all of her senses, searching for any sign of life, whether good or bad. Everything appeared in tact and exactly as it had been left that morning. The candles still stood proudly in the center of the mahogany table, and her husbands cereal bowl still sat there unwashed and with a tiny lake of milk inhabiting it. This was, in Hermione's opinion, a rather bad habit of Ron's, one which she scolded him daily about. One which didn't bother her in the slightest at this point of time as she crept towards the kitchen.
What she didn't see as she turned her back on the seemingly deserted room was a shadow pass in front of the moon-illuminated window. Hermione had almost left the room before she heard a slithering voice hiss-
"Mudblood"
Hermione span around, wand instantly in dueling position, to face a tall masked figure in a midnight cloak, with their long and slightly crooked wand pointed directly at her chest. Death Eater.
The figure laughed, but it sounded more like an acute asthma attack.
"Poor little mudblood all on her lonesome...crucio!"
Hermione ducked. The curse flew inches above her head and collided with a nearby potplant.
The flustered ex-Gryffindor straightened up again and practically threw her arm out at the death eater.
"That was my favorite mimbulus mimbletonia plant. Expelliarmus!"
The masked Death Eater's wand flew from his hand. His laughter ceased. The panicked eyes, clearly visible from the slits in the mask darted from Hermione to the hallway. He quickly made a decision and threw a nearby chair out of the way as he scrambled for the exit.
Hermione's jaw clenched
"Oh no you don't...stupefy!"
The curse hit the death eater in the back. He fell forward, instantly knocked out.
Hermione breathed a quick sigh of relief before putting herself back on guard. There were bound to be more.
"Accio wand" whispered the brunette.
The Death Eaters wand flew from under the table and into her hand. She pocketed it quickly.
'No little advantages for him if he wakes up' she thought to herself
As Hermione turned toward the kitchen again she heard a slow clap coming from the hallway.
"Most impressive Miss Granger, most impressive indeed" the voice drolled silkily
Hermione turned slowly towards the voice she knew only too well. Yet another cloaked Death Eater was before her, yet this one was leaning quite relaxed on the entranceway.
Hermione glared at the death eater
"My name is Hermione Weasley" she snarled
The masked man let out a musical laugh
"Oh yes, that. You know Shakespeare once wrote that a rose by any other name smells just as sweet, I have no doubt that it also works the other way. Once a mudblood, always a mudblood, regardless of name."
Hermione chocolate eyes shot daggers at the clearly amused man.
"I suppose it goes the same for you then Mr. Malfoy, once a death eater always a death eater? By the way, I was wondering if you could clear up a little rumour for me. Was Draco buried in the family plot or not? I wasn't sure considering he died defending his PREGNANT muggle-born girlfriend against you. I mean one would think that he wouldn't have been given the honour but you according to your logic, once a Malfoy, always a Malfoy."
Lucius Malfoy ripped off his mask to reveal his sleek porcelain face, which now included a long scar that ran from the corned of his left eye, down to the cleft in his chin. A scar inflicted by his only son. His stormy gray shone with fury
"Silence insolent girl! How dare you talk to me of my son! Crabbe! Goyle!"
Hermione screeched outwardly as two strong, oaf like arms grabbed her from either side. She screamed at herself inwardly at her own stupidity for being baited and captured so easily.
Hermione struggled fruitlessly against her captives as Lucius glided gracefully towards her. He effortlessly plucked her wand from her hand when he reached her struggling form.
"I'll be taking this. Wouldn't want our new play toy getting violent. Come gentlemen, bring Miss Granger into the lounge, the furniture is so much more...comfortable... in there"
Malfoy smirked at Hermione as he turned to lead his little entourage into the lounge room.
'Think Hermione think' she cried desperately to herself
Crabbe and Goyle senior laughed stupidly at Malfoy like he had made some fabulous joke and began dragging Hermione across the dining room, over the fallen body of the first death eater, through the hallway and into the lounge room.
"Sit" ordered Malfoy before turning to inspect the room with clear distaste.
Crabbed and Goyle sat on a large, burgundy lounge, with Hermione situated in between them. As Hermione sat back she felt something pointing uncomfortable into her back. She allowed herself a tiny smirk
'Hermione, you idiot' she critisized herself.
Slowly and discreetly (although it must be said that even an earthquake is discreet when it comes to the Crabbes and Goyles of both generations) moved her right hand down and into her cloak pocket She clutched the cool wood between her fingers before sharply bringing up her elbows as far as her human constraints would allow and brought them both down into Crabbe and Goyles crotches.
The two hollered in pain. Malfoy instantly spun around but she already had the death eaters wand pointed at him. Malfoy sneered at his two cronies
"incompetent fools"
Hermione took this chance.
"Expelliarmus!"
Malfoy promptly side stepped the curse like it was an everyday casual encounter.
"Is that it Miss Granger? Is that all you have for me? You know I think you would make a nice little slave...Imperio!"
Hermione dived behind an over-stuffed lounge chair. Malfoy laughed
"Quite the little fire cracker aren't we?"
Hermione scowled and poked up from behind the chair just to give herself enough time to throw another curse at Malfoy-
"stupefy!"
This time Malfoy was caught somewhat off guard and had to dive into a pile of soot in front of the fire place to avoid it. He looked up in anger and disgust
"You ruined my favorite mudblood hunting clothes, you will pay dearly for that Miss Granger..Avada Kedavra!"
At the same time he muttered this however, Hermione had also once again yelled-
"Stupefy!"
The two spells destroyed each other half way across the room.
Malfoy had by this time gotten back on his feet and was once again letting out a tinker of laughter.
"Honestly Miss Granger, are those the only two spells you know? And I thought you were te most brilliant mind to come out of Hogwarts"
He rose his wand again and began stalking towards her. Hermiones face reddened with anger as she pointed hers also-
"Impedimenta!"
Suddenly Malfoy seemed to be going in slow motion, he too had seemed to notice this and turned his head slowly towards Crabbe and Goyle senior.
"Do something you fools!"
The two however were still rolling around on the couch in pain. Hermione rolled her eyes, pointed her wands at them and once again let out a-
"Stupefy!"
"Not so tough on your man-servents are you? Oh and by the way, my name is Hermione WEASLEY. STUPEFY!"
"HERMIONE!"
The young woman turned from a very unconscious Malfoy to look at the doorway where two tall men, one with hair bright enough to power half of Surrey, and the other with hair black enough to rival the death eaters costumes were standing. Ron Weasley quickly rushed towards his wife in a rather suffocating bear hug
"Oh we were so worried, I went straight from practise to pick up Harry, but you didn't know cause it was a surprise and then we arrived and the dark mark was over the house and all the lights were out and we went positively mental and then there was a death eater in the hallway and....oh my god what is Lucius Malfoy doing on our lounge room floor!"
Naturally Ron had said all of this rather hurriedly and had not stopped for breath.
"Well obviously everything's alright now Ron, she is here in one piece. It seems all that Auror training has come in handy eh Hermione?" said the raven haired man with a grin
Hermione grinned back and threw herself into the arms of the boy-who-lived.
"Harry it's wonderful to see you!"
She pulled back from the hug and looked into the worried and confused looking face of her husband. She winked at them both which only produced more confused stares from both parties, and rose her wand into the air
"Finite Incantatum"
Well that's it folks :)
Hope you enjoyed this much longer chappie. Please don't forget to review ;)
Madam Pyro