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Beep-Beep-Beep... "I HATE THAT ALARM!" Hermione thought. But as soon as she collected her thoughts she remembered the task that was to be done on this very important Friday. Hermione had to know that that symbol on Isabel's back meant. She only had four classes today. What where they? Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and Ancient Ruins. They should go by fast Hermione hoped. She hopped out of bed with ease looking forward to the upcoming events of that day.
It was said to snow today, a lot so maybe people would be playing in the snow all weekend long. Hermione was sure she'd have a great time if she would join them… But their just was no way she could just give up the grudge she had been holding for the past two and a half weeks.
Believe it or not, but that class, for Hermione was the longest class of her life because of the simple fact that she had other, more important, things on her mind then listen to her professor tell her how to charm words on a parchment and move them to a different spot on that same parchment. She was too focused on figuring out what the symbol on Isabel's back meant and in that class, Hermione didn't have Harry or Ron (Not that she would sit anywhere near Ron anyway) there with her. Isabel was in her class though. She always paid very much attention in this class and knew most of the answers as did Hermione and every so often, they would compete against one another.
The other three classes also moved at a snails pace for Hermione but they did pass eventually. After Ancient Ruins, she took off in sort of a run for the library still anxious to find out the meaning of the imprint when she ran into Harry and Ginny,
"Hey Hermione! Where are you going?" Harry asked cheerfully. "To the library, I have to figure out what-. Hmmm…. Would either of you know what this symbol means?" Hermione asked pleading for an answer. She gave Harry the piece of paper as he scanned the content carefully. He looked up slightly to meet Hermione's eyes. "Hermione, that's the mark of a death eater." Harry pronounced. Hermione's eyes grew wide with shock.
Now everything was beginning to fit into place, that's why she wanted to know about what attack Harry's planning on the Dark Lord! That's why she'd checked every night to make sure everyone was asleep before she changed! That's why she had been out so late at night… she was sneaking out of the castle to meet the Dark Lord somewhere to tell him all of the information she could get out of them. She had used Ron to-. Hermione stopped at the thought of using Ron. How could someone be so cruel to use someone as great as Ron…probably because he is the thickest of the three of us and she presumed she could get the most information out of him if she gave a little back. Isabel was a death eater and Hermione knew it!
Hermione quickly told Harry and Ginny with sheer anger in her voice as if she were a volcano about to erupt. The two of them stood dumbfounded "Hermione, are you sure that's what you saw? Maybe you imagined it. Think about it, her father is in the ministry." Ginny questioned cautiously in fear of pushing any of Hermione's buttons. "Are you denying what I saw? Were you there Ginny?" Hermione barked heatedly. "Ginny stood there speechless. Her comment wasn't meant to insult Hermione's intelligence but rather make sure she did not make a fool of herself if perhaps she had seen an illusion. The mark on Isabel's back could have easily been just a figure of her imagination.
"Well, there's only one way we can find out… get a look at her back! The mark of a death eater is permanent. Once you have the mark, it stays with you for life." Harry spoke sincerely. "Come to the snow ball fight, that's where were headed now so you might as well come. Sneak up on her when she least expects and make it look like some sort of accident that the back of her shirt just happened to lift itself a little." Harry requested with his eyebrows raised. This was a pretty good plan… and then she could save Ron from his embarrassment, tell Dumbledore all about who Isabel really was and save them all from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Everything was going to work itself out but it all rested on Hermione's shoulders to find that mark and prove it! She sped to the girl's dormitory to get changed into her warmest clothes.
When they arrived outside, Hermione spotted Isabel lying on top of Ron in the 3 1/2 feet of snow throwing snow on his face and then kissing it off. You could tell Ron was a little embarrassed to be snogging in public (or even snogging at all). Apparently they had grown closer over the two and a half weeks that Hermione had not spoken to them. She was utterly disgusted by this sight and swallowed the sick that had found its way to her throat after seeing what lay in front of her eyes.
Harry took notice to Hermione's cold stare at Ron and Isabel on the ground and immediately took action. "Let the games begin." He roared while molding a snow ball into a perfect circle and hurling it strait at Ron and Isabel.
SLAM! Right at the both of there faces while snogging. "Nice hit Harry! I'm on your team for sure!" Hermione cackled. Hermione, Harry, Ginny and Fred were on one team and Ron, Isabel, Gorge and Dean were on the other. This was going to be a good game! Snowballs were launched right and left faster than the speed of light. Hermione found Gorge to be her target in the beginning of the game but she knew what she had to do and she wasn't going to miss the chance not only for the sake of her friends and to be able to tell Ron how she feels but the possibly save the wizarding world.
Hermione swung around to avoid the snowball coming her way. Dean threw it. She twirled around and sprinted to a near by tree close to Isabel to prepare the attack. Who should she find behind that same tree but…Ron. "Oh, its you. I was just leaving." Hermione snickered rudely. "No, wait! I'm really…really sorry about what you saw um… I guess." He began while finding a fascination with a his shoes and rubbing his neck. "You know... you and Harry are…well…my best friends and you know…we really can't- can't fight forever with the war going on and You-Know-Who getting stronger." Ron said softly with his head down and ears red. "I wouldn't be so sure of that anymore." Hermione declared with hint of determination in her voice.
Isabel had her back turned to Harry and Ginny as she stood there giggling obnoxiously while whipping a snowball at Dean. Hermione slid out from behind the tree. Ginny gave Hermione a slight nod as she crept up behind Isabel and speedily thrust out her arm to grab the bottom of the fluffy pink turtle neck sweater Isabel was wearing and lightly yanked it upward. But before she could find the proof she needed, she was half holding on for dear life, half running as fast as her feet would take her. Hermione had never seen Isabel run that fast, in fact, she had never seen anyone run that fast. Isabel's refusal to stop was growing weaker and weaker with every step she took. Hermione gave another tug and saw the imprint for about two or three seconds before she stopped to hear Isabel mumble something, some word other than the "AH" she screamed while Hermione pulled on her blouse. It wasn't stop or get off or any words that associated with that like "Leave me alone you bloody prat." After her quiet mumble she stopped in her tracks and fell over with Hermione falling right on top of her.
"Look here it is! The proof!" Hermione screamed. The others dashed over to find out what was going on. Hermione was still sitting on Isabel making her immobile. But she didn't even make the smallest struggle to get up. She simply let Hermione sit on top of her because (Hermione figured) the wind was knocked out of her from the impact of the fall and after all, there was a person on top of her. When they all arrived out of breath, Hermione lifted the bottom of her shirt to show everyone the evidence of what was-. NOT THERE! WHATHAPPENED! Hermione had seen it twice on Isabel's back! TWICE! She wasn't crazy and she wasn't lying.
Ron ran over to see what all the commotion was about. "What are you doing Hermione? Get off of her!" Ron screamed. Everyone's faces looked disgusted like Hermione had gone mad. Harry and Ginny stood there in shock feeling angry that there so called best friend had just completely pulled a story out of her butt to make someone innocent look bad.(So they thought) Hermione got off of Isabel and stood there flabbergasted because the Death Eater Mark was not there. She'd have been prepared to swear in the name of Merlin at that moment! Everyone thought she was crazy.
Isabel rolled over putting on (what Hermione could pledge was fake) sobs of hurt and anguish. Without saying a word, Hermione left the spot she had been standing and walked furiously back to castle wondering how in the world she could see the mark on her back one minute and the next it be gone. Harry said it himself "The mark of a death eater is permanent. Once you have it, it stays with you for life." So why hadn't it been there when everyone was supposed to see it? For once in Hermione's life, she was clueless.
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