Chapter 27
A/N: This is like kinda the second half of the last chappie that I hadn't cleaned up yet! While ya'll are reading check out my original VERY short fiction at it's
named Come On Eileen please read and review it (along with is one)!
Hermione held her breath as the last of them strode in to the room. It was definitely the last people she expected. Her eyes went from shocks of red hair falling in to two sets of sparkling mischievous aqua eyes smiling freckled faces and tall lanky bodies. Fred and George Weasley. Dria scowled the gun still pointed at her forehead. Fred looked at her and nudged George and cocked his head to motion over at her. They glanced at each other smirked then looked back at Hermione their arms folded. They descended in to the sunken living room their steps in synch with each other.
"Precautions Ms. Halliwell, Precautions." Said George wagging his index finger in her face. Placing a hand on the gun pointed in her face an lowered it. He then stood next to her his hand crept back and smacked Dria on the butt. She let out a quick yelp then looked at George.
"Meow." She gave him a grin; he turned to Fred and made a small wink putting his thumb up. He smiled and walked up two stairs to Hermione who was watching him her hand on the counter. He turned on his heel and stood beside her.
"Ms. Granger we have be sent to retrieve you hence forth." He said his chest puffed up and his nose high in the air.
"Yes and the whole battalion are just for show. Mm nice Percy impression by the way." She said coolly giving him a sideways glance.
"Ah, George! She's met our dear Percy!"
He turned to them "Oh I hope it was quick and painless." In one rapid movement Dria slapped him on the bottom with a resounding smack. "Oh!" he turned to see her pretty face smirking up at him. "Well aren't you a pistol." She smacked his bottom again he winced for a fraction of a second them turned to Fred. "Fred lets knick her too!"
"Shall we get going then?" He asked amicably holding out his arm for her to link her arm with his. She smiled and let him lead her out of the apartment. "Oi George get your new friend to change and meet us downstairs.
"Aye, Aye Capitan!" He gave a mock salute, Fred led Hermione out of her flat, she turned before the room whipped out of site and could have she saw George being pulled in to her room.
"Alright Fred what the bugger is actually going on here!"
"That is for me to know and you to find out."
There was a soft ding as the lift met the lobby floor. He fidgeted humming a tune and looking at his watch. Walking her briskly through the lobby. She was getting angry now. She wrenched her arm free her chest heaving as anger bubbled inside of her. She was not one to get steered around aimlessly; she wasn't going down without a fight.
He leaned in putting his finger to his mouth "Do you want to see Harry?" he whispered. She simply nodded "All right then just follow me and I'll explain every bloody detail to you ok?" She nodded again and followed him out the doors. They climbed in to an intimidating black SUV with endlessly black tinted windows. Even the interior was black leather. The driver revved the engine as soon as her doors locked with a click. He simply shook his head and tapped his watch. The driver shut off the engine. They sat in silence for what felt like forever then she heard that unmistakable laugh. She rolled down her window Dria was stumbling out of the building her hair a mess in skinny jeans, black stilettos, a huge gold chain around her neck, and red heart sunglasses even though it was night. She was hanging off of George as they laughed at god knows what. They climbed in the backseat.
Hermione caught Dria by the arm "You are an insatiable tart." She only smiled sitting down behind. Hermione turned and saw Dria fixing her lipstick in her golden swarovski crystallized compact, she wasn't sure but she could've sworn that a smirk was playing at her red lips.
As soon as George closed the door the driver jumped on the gas and they screeched out on to the foggy night.
"Alright mate-" started Fred
"Mate?"
"It's like this see Harry wants to come and fetch you-" continued George
"Fetch me? What am I? A Frisbee?" Hermione scoffed
"It took a while but we eventually got him to see it our way." Chimed in Fred
"And by our way he means we locked him in the royal pantry." Laughed George.
"But the reason your prince charming-" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Your night in shining Armour-"
"Your Royal Hero-" piped up Dria they all looked at her "Wha?"
"Anyways see Riddle's returned and it's not safe for your overly heroic self sacrificing future king of England."
"Riddle…no. You're joking." she breathed.
"Hermione we might not take much seriously but that is something that is not funny." Stated Fred seriously George crossed his arms crossed over his chest and nodded.
"It's happening just like the last time he's not officially out in the open yet, but people have started disappearing."
Hermione sponge like brain which absorbed information at ease came to a screaming halt, Riddle is back. Her mind was blank for once in her life for what seemed like forever. The SUV halted quickly at a red light, her body flew forward only to be jerked back violently by her seat belt. Her brain snapped out of it with surge of thought like energy from a lightning bolt powering a simple light bulb. All of her energy seemed to go to her brain, If the other three were speaking she couldn't hear it her mind was reeling.
After that it seemed like no time that they were in front of a large gray stone building that was completely dark on the inside except for one window on either end east and west wing.
She hopped down closely followed by he others. The twins each put an arm around her shoulders and said in unison "Welcome Hermione to Grimmauld Place."
They ushered her and Dria inside Hermione couldn't help but feel foreboding about entering such a sinister looking building. Inside was almost as cold as it's exterior the walls were the same stonewalls with a cobwebbed dull chandelier hanging above them.
Dria looked like she was trying to hold back a look of disgust on her face. "What is this place George?" the house made a menacing creaking noise and she drew closer to him.
"This is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Said Fred who was walking a head of them with Hermione whose cinnamon eyes were darting all over. The house creaked but she dreaded when it fell silent it had an eerie quality that's when they heard it. Footsteps running coming closer, BANG! A door to their left flew open. A small short woman with red hair, kind blue eyes and sweet smile came in to the hallway.
"Ah you're back,"
"Lovely to see you too mum." Said George
She chose to ignore her son and turned to Hermione "You must be Hermione lovely to meet you." She pulled a wide eyed Hermione in to a embrace then held her at arms length surveying her "A little skinny," she smiled "but very pretty." Hermione nodded and smiled her throat had suddenly gone dry. She was saved however from replying by Dria. Still grasping her shoulders Mrs. Weasley looked past her at her best friend the loon on her eyes as she surveyed Dria was not promising. If being quite thin was not something Mrs. Weasley valued then she was in trouble. In her usual fashion Dria was flirting with George flipping her blond hair and popping her hip. A little humph escaped Mrs. Weasley lips then plastering that melting smile back on her face she looked back at Hermione. Her eyes were so clear and blue they looked like the Caribbean water off St. Johns.
"Come lets get some food in you girls." She led them threw the door she had entered from leaving Fred and George to there devices.
It was when they entered the kitchen that Hermione nearly fainted Mrs. Weasley stood to the side smiling at her. She had stopped suddenly not realizing it until Dria walked right in to her. She could hear her open her mouth to bark at her but then she saw what had dumbfounded her. There he was sitting hunched over a coffee mug stirring it with a spoon. There was obviously something very interesting about this coffee for he starred at it with great intent not noticing their arrival. All noise had been sucked out of the room as she strode toward him she was half way there when Fred and George came in. If time had stopped for those seconds it now came roaring back with a vengeance.
"Oi Harry we brought you a present." His head rose in slow motion. She smiled sheepishly as her vision washed over him. He took in every bit of her from her shinning chocolate locks, to her makeup free blushing face, across her white dress, down her legs to her white havainanas flip flops. She surveyed too what she could see of him. He looked a bit older, dark circles were appearing under his emerald eyes, and he looked so stretched like not enough butter on toast. The room was so silent it was ringing no one moved. It felt like forever that Hermione stared in to his eyes trying to read him, trying desperately to see if he had or would forgive her.
In the blink of an eye Harry was hopping the table spilling his coffee in one graceful movement. He strode over to purposefully like a man on a mission. She never broke their gaze fear and suspense rose in her stomach. When he finally came to a stop he could hear her rattling breath, they were so close Hermione could see the different hues of green in his entrancing eyes. Then he gripped her arms so hard she was sure there would be marks. He brought his mouth down so hard upon hers Hermione thought he was punishing her for leaving him and getting to kiss her at he same time. She put her hands tentatively on his shoulder but he yanked his mouth away from hers his hands flew to her wrists and held them so tight she thought he might break her wrists. Then she saw them; tears. There were tears waiting to spill over the edge on to his face.
"Oh Harry." She breathed her voice cracking as tears flooded her cinnamon orbs. He released her wrists and they pulled each other in to a hug holding each other like they were afraid the other would float away if they let go. She cried freely now but he was still holding back being a man.
"I will never leave you again Harry, ever." He pulled away slightly so they could look in to the each other's eyes again.
"My place is wherever you are." She smiled tears still streaming down her face, and finally he smiled to. They heard Mrs. Weasley clap she and Dria were both misty eyed they chuckled at this. Harry then scooped Hermione up in to his arms and carried her up to his bedroom. They made such ruckus Mrs. Weasley was seen walking around with earmuffs on
That night Dria smiled to herself in George's room listening to the racket going on and said "Thata Girl."
To be continued!
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