Sway
By: Demoness Mark
Chapter 3
"I cannot BELIEVE those little rats. How DARE they think that they could persuade us into working against Hermione? They disappear for two years, TWO DAMN YEARS, and they come back and expect us to get her to fall into their waiting arms. I don't think so..." Ginny ranted to the rest of the room.
"Calm down, I wish you would have let them finish what they were saying, before you drove them out of our apartment running from bat bogies."
"They want our help..." Ron started.
"We know that" laughed Pavarti, "That's when Gin hexed them."
The room filled with laughter at the thought of the two crown princes of Slytherin running from their winged opponents. While a good chunk of the assemble were ex-Slytherins, everyone in the room admitted that they were prats at least part of the time and that part was a large part of time.
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At the time Hermione's friends were laughing about the amazing bouncing ferret and his pink snake sidekick (Once during the War they had annoyed Moody to the point where he felt it was worth the reprimands), Hermione was working on wearing a hole through the carpet of her suit in The Leaky Cauldron.
She felt so idiotic. They left her. They hadn't even tried to explain after that night. How... no that wasn't the right question. Even in her semi-hysterical state (which she had been in ever since she had met them in the club) she still was picky about how to phrase her questions, and thoughts. Why had they done that? Why would they have wanted to do that?
