-THE CURSED POSITION
CHAPTER 10: The Ministry of Magic
"Would you stop breathing like that?" Snape hissed annoyed.
"What, you expect me to just stop breathing?" she asked.
"That wouldn't be a bad idea," he said sarcastically.
He couldn't see her but he knew she was glaring at him and he couldn't help but smirk.
"If you want to get inside without being noticed, you need to learn to breath in silence!" he explained.
She just grunted and decided to remain quiet, they had taken their invisibility potion and were inside the phone booth that led inside the Ministry of Magic. They were waiting for anyone to walk in, so they could be allowed inside without having to announce their presence.
Snape stood at one side and Hermione at the other, trying to leave enough room for another person to fit inside without bumping into them. After what seemed like forever, a very chubby wizard walked in the booth, making them squeeze up against the walls. Hermione had the image of Crabbe come to mind.
The man started talking to the receptionist and soon enough they were going down. The man stepped out and Hermione and Snape followed, quickly moving away.
"Where are you?" she whispered.
"Right behind you Miss Granger, " he said startling her.
"How do you do that? It's extremely unnerving," she complained and he placed a hand on her shoulder as he pushed her, guiding the way.
They went straight to the second floor and into a corridor where he knew he could find records on all the wizards born in England and all Europe if they needed. They had to wait close to an hour until the last person left and the Ministry of Magic was closed for the night. Thankfully everyone had already left by the time the potion wore off and they were visible again.
"Have you brought the book, Sir?" she asked.
"No, but I made a list of the names and dates connecting the families. You can start on that side," he said pointing to a huge wooden cabinet containing several files.
She got ahold of the names and started her search, while Snape started on the opposite side, looking for Kali Nox's records. After about two whole hours, they had found nothing. They were through with almost the entire room, and were losing their hopes, when Hermione came across the name Harriet Dane. She was the last descendent of Alexander Dane, which was one of the names in the list. They got the file and started going through the documents.
"Apparently, this Harriet person married into a wizarding family with the name of Nox," said Hermione, devouring the documents. "They had three sons, and... yes here, one of the sons, Perselus Nox married and had a daughter called Kali... Kali Nox!"
"That's it, we have her!" Snape said leaning closer. "If you go further into her file, you'll find what school she has gone to as well as her profession and..."
Hermione raised a hand to interrupt. "There's only one problem."
"What?"
"We can't really know what school she's been to because, well, she hasn't... yet," she said frowning.
"Explain, Miss Granger!" Snape waved a hand impatiently.
"According to these records, she's about ten years old now," she replied.
"Give me that," Snape snatched the parchment from her hand and read it scowling. His eyebrow slowly raised in confusion. "Then how..."
They both had an epiphany at the same time. "The time turner!" they said in unison.
"That's why she says she's a Ravenclaw but there's no records of it!" Hermione said smiling triumphantly.
"That's how she knows about the potion... I knew no one could possibly know anything about it, if I hadn't even finished it." Snape started pacing.
"Do you think Voldemort sent her here from the future?" Hermione asked.
"It's possible, but then it would mean that Voldemort would still be alive more than ten years from now... why would I wait to use the potion for so long?"
They both became lost in thought. This was really mind numbing, and if they were going to find out, they needed time and it was a lot of speculation. There were many possibilities concerning this matter, and matters of time were extremely complex.
Snape shook his head, missing the input of Dumbledore into this. The older man had more knowledge about time travel and paradoxes than he did. If only he could find a way to stop this mind control business...
He was brought back from his thoughts by Hermione's voice. "Professor?"
He turned to look at her, irritation clearly showing but she ignored it and surprised him with the same train of thought. "Professor, I think we need to find a way to block her mind control, find out what makes us immune," she said and standing up, she added, "We need Dumbledore's help in this."
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The return to Hogwarts was a lot faster and since it was already past her curfew, Hermione went right back to her dormitory.
As she made her way to the Gryffindor tower, she thought of the events of the day, and was glad that at least the potion was safe at her Gran's house. But it didn't mean they were.
If this woman was indeed working on behalf of Voldemort, God knows what she could be capable of... she shuddered and thought of how she missed Ron and Harry in this. She couldn't believe that she wasn't able to count on them for the first time in their friendship. Snape also seemed lost without the help of Dumbledore. She opened the door to her head girl's bedroom and gasped.
All her things, or what was left of it, were all over the floor, her clothes, her books and even her bed had been completely destroyed. It was worse than what happened to Harry's things in the second year. She walked through the mess and upon reaching her bed, she let out a chocked scream. Horrified she turned to run and bumped into Professor Snape who had just reached the door.
He looked over her shoulder and saw the mess, "I see the same thing happened to your bedroom, I came as soon as I found my office and chambers turned upside down..." he trailed off, noticing she was shaking. "What's the matter? I'm sure there's nothing here that can't be replaced, Miss Granger."
She pointed to her bed and as he made his way, he understood. A ginger cat lay dead over the torn shreds of what was her mattress. Beside it, there was a note that said, "A fair trade. "
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Thanks to : Ashes Kittyhawk - Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed last chapter, it was a little comic relief from the dread that's coming ahead LOL!
strega-in-progress - Thank you, yeah I know I also like their pairing, but in this one , I promised myself there would be no romance. Just for a change.
risi - Thank you for reading! I'm glad you liked it.
Lucyferina - Thank you!
FlyingFerret - Thanks!
Eruriel - Thank you I'm glad you like it, yeah, definitely no romance in this one.
Miss Elvira - Thank you so much, I'm glad I made you laugh. Well, I never had a Gran with purple hair but I had a neighbor like that, so I know how it looks LOL!
CHAPTER 10: The Ministry of Magic
"Would you stop breathing like that?" Snape hissed annoyed.
"What, you expect me to just stop breathing?" she asked.
"That wouldn't be a bad idea," he said sarcastically.
He couldn't see her but he knew she was glaring at him and he couldn't help but smirk.
"If you want to get inside without being noticed, you need to learn to breath in silence!" he explained.
She just grunted and decided to remain quiet, they had taken their invisibility potion and were inside the phone booth that led inside the Ministry of Magic. They were waiting for anyone to walk in, so they could be allowed inside without having to announce their presence.
Snape stood at one side and Hermione at the other, trying to leave enough room for another person to fit inside without bumping into them. After what seemed like forever, a very chubby wizard walked in the booth, making them squeeze up against the walls. Hermione had the image of Crabbe come to mind.
The man started talking to the receptionist and soon enough they were going down. The man stepped out and Hermione and Snape followed, quickly moving away.
"Where are you?" she whispered.
"Right behind you Miss Granger, " he said startling her.
"How do you do that? It's extremely unnerving," she complained and he placed a hand on her shoulder as he pushed her, guiding the way.
They went straight to the second floor and into a corridor where he knew he could find records on all the wizards born in England and all Europe if they needed. They had to wait close to an hour until the last person left and the Ministry of Magic was closed for the night. Thankfully everyone had already left by the time the potion wore off and they were visible again.
"Have you brought the book, Sir?" she asked.
"No, but I made a list of the names and dates connecting the families. You can start on that side," he said pointing to a huge wooden cabinet containing several files.
She got ahold of the names and started her search, while Snape started on the opposite side, looking for Kali Nox's records. After about two whole hours, they had found nothing. They were through with almost the entire room, and were losing their hopes, when Hermione came across the name Harriet Dane. She was the last descendent of Alexander Dane, which was one of the names in the list. They got the file and started going through the documents.
"Apparently, this Harriet person married into a wizarding family with the name of Nox," said Hermione, devouring the documents. "They had three sons, and... yes here, one of the sons, Perselus Nox married and had a daughter called Kali... Kali Nox!"
"That's it, we have her!" Snape said leaning closer. "If you go further into her file, you'll find what school she has gone to as well as her profession and..."
Hermione raised a hand to interrupt. "There's only one problem."
"What?"
"We can't really know what school she's been to because, well, she hasn't... yet," she said frowning.
"Explain, Miss Granger!" Snape waved a hand impatiently.
"According to these records, she's about ten years old now," she replied.
"Give me that," Snape snatched the parchment from her hand and read it scowling. His eyebrow slowly raised in confusion. "Then how..."
They both had an epiphany at the same time. "The time turner!" they said in unison.
"That's why she says she's a Ravenclaw but there's no records of it!" Hermione said smiling triumphantly.
"That's how she knows about the potion... I knew no one could possibly know anything about it, if I hadn't even finished it." Snape started pacing.
"Do you think Voldemort sent her here from the future?" Hermione asked.
"It's possible, but then it would mean that Voldemort would still be alive more than ten years from now... why would I wait to use the potion for so long?"
They both became lost in thought. This was really mind numbing, and if they were going to find out, they needed time and it was a lot of speculation. There were many possibilities concerning this matter, and matters of time were extremely complex.
Snape shook his head, missing the input of Dumbledore into this. The older man had more knowledge about time travel and paradoxes than he did. If only he could find a way to stop this mind control business...
He was brought back from his thoughts by Hermione's voice. "Professor?"
He turned to look at her, irritation clearly showing but she ignored it and surprised him with the same train of thought. "Professor, I think we need to find a way to block her mind control, find out what makes us immune," she said and standing up, she added, "We need Dumbledore's help in this."
............................................................................ .........
The return to Hogwarts was a lot faster and since it was already past her curfew, Hermione went right back to her dormitory.
As she made her way to the Gryffindor tower, she thought of the events of the day, and was glad that at least the potion was safe at her Gran's house. But it didn't mean they were.
If this woman was indeed working on behalf of Voldemort, God knows what she could be capable of... she shuddered and thought of how she missed Ron and Harry in this. She couldn't believe that she wasn't able to count on them for the first time in their friendship. Snape also seemed lost without the help of Dumbledore. She opened the door to her head girl's bedroom and gasped.
All her things, or what was left of it, were all over the floor, her clothes, her books and even her bed had been completely destroyed. It was worse than what happened to Harry's things in the second year. She walked through the mess and upon reaching her bed, she let out a chocked scream. Horrified she turned to run and bumped into Professor Snape who had just reached the door.
He looked over her shoulder and saw the mess, "I see the same thing happened to your bedroom, I came as soon as I found my office and chambers turned upside down..." he trailed off, noticing she was shaking. "What's the matter? I'm sure there's nothing here that can't be replaced, Miss Granger."
She pointed to her bed and as he made his way, he understood. A ginger cat lay dead over the torn shreds of what was her mattress. Beside it, there was a note that said, "A fair trade. "
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Thanks to : Ashes Kittyhawk - Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed last chapter, it was a little comic relief from the dread that's coming ahead LOL!
strega-in-progress - Thank you, yeah I know I also like their pairing, but in this one , I promised myself there would be no romance. Just for a change.
risi - Thank you for reading! I'm glad you liked it.
Lucyferina - Thank you!
FlyingFerret - Thanks!
Eruriel - Thank you I'm glad you like it, yeah, definitely no romance in this one.
Miss Elvira - Thank you so much, I'm glad I made you laugh. Well, I never had a Gran with purple hair but I had a neighbor like that, so I know how it looks LOL!