All characters and subject matter taken from and used in the following are from Harry Potter and therefore owned by J. K. Rowling.
A/N: Dear lord, I apologise profusely for the lack of updates… my beta reader has apparently decided she doesn't want to be my beta reader any more by virtue of the fact that I had to update chapter five without her input… so if I have any fans who are better at English than I am then feel free to correct me and even apply for the job as beta reader. I don't hold it against SS that she stopped god knows we are all very busy with the evil of exams at the moment so… I'm flying solo and here goes. You'll have to remind yourself of my previous entry, due to the nature of the ending.
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Laughter that threatened to engulf her being. Composing herself, she continued with her report about the troublesome boy,
"Despite his enormous ego, I doubt we have any trouble from him. He may have been at good wizard at Hogwarts, and he may well still be a fairly good technical wizard, but he's never going to be more than a minor in the ranks, if they even pick up on his leanings. He simply hasn't the imagination to become a good evil killer." As she said the last three words she realised both of the men opposite her were looking incredulous at the statement.
"Don't tell me you don't agree? It takes more than murderous intent to become a death eater, or we'd be overrun with the things. Severus, you don't expect me to believe that you are going to tell me my judgement of this," here she paused for breath because once again laughter was threatening to distract her from her retelling of the event. "Dear me, if that boy ever manages to stop chasing after women, it will only be long enough to check that his wand is still in his pocket and his new broom is still tethered outside. He's impossibly shallow and wouldn't make for a good death eater even under imperio!"
After that the two men laughed, and agreed that if Hermione had such a strong feeling on the matter then it was probably right. They spent the rest of the night practising the new techniques Moody had to offer and, when he left, Sev and Hermione managed a heavier one to one about the night before. Especially in reference to the dinner they had both attended after the party. Hermione had been playing drunken innocent young lady all evening so it had been nice to return to the sophisticated dinner party where no one would notice the change. They hadn't learned much from the dinner party, except for confirming their already fairly alert fears that something was happening in the next week that both Hermione and Sev were going to be forced into the middle of.
Finally, at five o'clock in the afternoon, with a slightly overtired look on her face and a truly empty stomach Hermione left the potion's lab, dispelling both the silence and no-entry spells it was necessary to have over the lab.
"May I walk you back to your room Hermione?" Sev asked gently as she yawned and muttered to herself.
"Actually I was going to go and see Harry." She replied decisively, "Also if too many people see us talking it might be possible to think that I don't hate you. And that would be the worst thing for my cover, surely?" She questioned as an afterthought.
"Of course," Sev smirked, "I'll certainly not endanger your cover anymore, see you tomorrow?" He turned and swept away without waiting for a reply to his question.
'Dammit!' She thought, 'He always gets the last word, and he knows when he's got me. We do see each other too much considering me and the boys are supposed to hate him.' She continued on this vein of thought for sometime, only stopping when she realised that her inattentive wanderings had lead her to the kitchens. She went in through the passageway behind a bowl of fruit, intending to seek out Dobby and some of his delicious cream buns. Instead she found uproar, Professors Dumbledore and Flitwick and a variety of interesting plates, all of which were singing. Before anyone could notice her she turned and pushed out of the painting, and hurried away from the scene, it wouldn't have done for Either Professor to see her, Flitwick would have had to ensure a penalty to her house, and Dumbledore would have had to reprimand her for having contact with people who knew her true identity without reason.
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A/N A bit more info, and a lot more intrigue, I think you'll agree. Now some reviews would be nice, and I'll try and get chapter 7 up next week sometime. HGS was on the back burner for a while, but she's back on target because I use her as practise for my real Novel, which is only just beginning. TTFN!