"Come on then," Thunto said, getting up and stretching, "Up with ye's."
"Where is he?" Barty asked, jumping to his feet and helping Hermione up.
"Forest." Thunto answered, walk away at a brisk pace, "Keep up. Don't want you getting lost or anything now do I. Now shh, the creatures in here are not friendly."
They walked through the Forest, keeping to the path in silence. They walked this way until, suddenly, Thunto turned to the left and walked off the path. Hermione threw a worried look at Barty but he just shook his head and lent in, so he could whisper into her ear.
"Look, we have to trust her. If we show fear now, we'll never get anything from her. Keep it bottled up, squease my hand or something. Just hide anythin' t' do with fear from her."
"Come On!" Both Hermione and Barty jumped at Thunto's voice. For being that far ahead, her voice sounded like she was right there with them, "Don't want to fall behind, unless you know your own way back!"
"Come on." Barty whispered, grabbing Hermione's hand and running towards Thunto's voice.
When Barty and Hermione caught up with Thunto they found her sitting, cross legged in a round clearing. She had her eyes closed but motioned with her hand for them to come and sit with her.
"Ready for this?" Thunto said quietly, which Hermione thought was out of character for her. Both Barty and Hermione nodded and Thunto whistled loudly.
"Thunto? Isss that you?" a deep voice yelled from a tree.
"Aye. It is me."
"Company I sssee."
"It seems that you invited them."
"Him, yesss." The Deep voice muttered, "But I know Nothing of the girl."
"She is my Girlfriend." Barty said in a stern voice, "I go no-where without her. She is my other half."
"Awww, cute." Thunto rolled her eyes, "Are you coming down then, Morf?"
"Yesss, yesss, you impatiant child."
"Morf? As in Morfin?"
Thunto gave Barty a look that practically said "Yes you mule." so he shut up. There was a russle of leaves and a thump, then nothing. Barty looked over to Thunto to see what her expresion said but it was blank. He watched as she frowned, closed her eyes and then smiled. Following her example, he closed his eyes and listened closly. Soon enough, he started to hear the padding of feet and dirt and the crack of an occasional leaf or twig.
"Ssshe'll Freak." The voice whined, "I can sssee it coming. Ssshe'll bolt and tell the ssschool."
"I won't." Hermione yelled, sick of being told what she would and wouldn't do by someone who had just admitted he didn't know her.
"If you do, mind, " Thunto growled, "I'll hunt you out and make you pay."
"Oi!" Barty yelled, jumping to his feet, Thunto mirroring him, "Don't you Ever talk about my Girl like that. Never you hear me?" Barty stepping forward threateningly, but Thunto wasn't having any of it, she mearly mirrored him again, leaving the two now chest to chest. Hermione stood quickly and grabbed Barty's right shoulder, pulling him back and away from Thunto. Thunto had a smug look on her face, while being tugged back, the same way as Barty, by a figure that Hermione could not see.
"Ahhh, so you eventually come out, do you Morf?" Thunto laughed, shrugging the hand from her shoulder, "If I had only known that it would take a fight to get you out, I would have punched him in the face when we got here!"
"You are too Violent for your own good Thunt." the deep voice from the forest said from behind Thunto, "It ssshall be your undoing."
"So you've said, many a time." Thunto said, still looking towards Hermione, who was whispering calming words into Barty's ear, "Yet, I have not got Volemort knocking on my door yet."
Hermione noticed how she had stressed the word while looking towards Barty and feared for the worst. Stepping towards Thunto, Hermione turned on Barty, who was looking towards the floor. "Oh my..." Hermione muttered, "You havn't, have you?" Hermione waited for a answer which didn't come so she raised her voice and asked again. This time, Barty muttered something that she couldn't hear, but Thunto was stood behind her, laughing, seemingly very proud with having stuck Barty in the deep end. "Barty. I am going to ask you this once, and only once and I want an answer that I can hear. Are you or Are you Not a Death Eater?"
"No." Barty said, still not meeting Hermione's eye.
"Thank god."
"But I was offered." he carried on, reaching into his inside coat pocket and pulling out the letters, "I was offered a place at his very side. He says he would keep me safe, raise me like his own a and..." Barty trailed off, throwing the letters down at Hermione's feet. He looked up and met Thunto's eyes, "Are you happy now. Are you purposly trying to ruin my entire Life?" he yelled, sinking to his knees, "Mark my words, he'll come after you Thunto. He says so in that letter to me. He's coming for you Thunt." his tounge flicked out over his bottem lip, "Lucius is in. Serverus is in. Load more Slytherins. His army's growin'. Fast."