Choosing to live up to her name as a Gryffindor Hermione chose to press the little green icon on her phone, letting out a single panicked breath before someone on the other end picked up. Listening carefully Hermione heard a scuffle and then a gruff male voice swear along with a clatter as the other phone obviously hit the floor. She waited patiently for him to pick up the phone, all the while muttering cleaning spells to clear up a large amount of the blood that was dirtying the room, however saving a small sample to be taken for testing and analysis later. While her clearly capable supervisor was having a hard time on the other end of the line she completed her task by transfiguring a body bag out of one of the duvets on the beds.

"Hello? Hello, who is this?" A voice finally appeared on the end of the line, halting Hermione in her action and leaving a hovering body bag half way across the room.
"Good, you're there. I need you here, use the tracer to find me. Be here ASAP." She spoke with a bitter tone to her voice; there was no way that this would go down well. Not expecting an answer she hung up the phone and finally finished levitating the body into the body bag, setting it in the corner. Then she turned to Dean.

He had a smirk on his face, and a chuckle passed his lips. "You want me to leave? Or was that not a booty call.." He trailed off leaving a horrified look on Hermione's face.
"No- I- but- you-. A booty call? He'll know what I meant. Right? It didn't sound like that. Oh Merlin I hope he doesn't think that" She was moving around nervously making Dean chuckle again, and out of the corner of her eye she saw him sneaking towards the door. "Stop! You are not going anywhere." Although she was trying to sound collected she still sounded a little shrill and panicked.
"What's the matter? Sabrina's afraid of her supervisor, what's wrong with him, is he really old? Wouldn't want a wrinkly leering at ya."
"I'm not afraid of him, I just" she paused think of the right words when a pop behind her signalled that someone had apparated into the building.

Hermione could see Dean looking over her head, and didn't need to turn around to know that it was him. What she didn't expect was for him to approach her from behind and stand protectively with his arm around her. Hermione ripped herself out of his arms, turning to face him in between the two men. For some reason Ron had a shocked look on his face, and she could not fathom why that was. Until he spoke.

"Mione, what are you doing with this guy?" He spoke accusingly, switching from eying up Dean to giving Hermione puppy dog eyes. It was comical but Hermione was not amused.
"What I am or am not doing with Dean is none of your business. The only reason why you are here is to do with that" She pointed towards the body bag in the corner, drawing his attention from Dean.
"This is just getting worse Mione, you're not only cheating on me but you are cheating on me with a murderer!" Ron withdrew his wand from the inside of his jacket pointing it at Dean, who backed up while producing a very unmanly squeak. Hermione however surprised the both of them by laughing.
"Why are you laughing woman, this crazy dude is pointing his magical stick at me! Who knows what he is going to do? He might turn me into a frog!" This just made Hermione laugh harder, but when she realised that Dean was seriously worried she stumbled between the men, still giggling to herself.
"Don't worry, Ron was never any good at transfiguration, you'd likely end up halfway in between the two and ribbiting for a month!" She was turned to face Dean, still giggling but she could just feel the heat radiating off of Ron's face. "And you!" She said spinning around to face Ron, "I can't possibly be cheating on you, as we are not even together! Also, Dean didn't kill that guy, I did. His name was Amycus Carrow, recognise it?"

Ron was never any good at hiding his emotions and it showed. He stopped looking angry, turned hurt, and then disappointed, settling on shock as he shifted his view to the body bag in the corner. Hermione led him over to the body, and once he had regained his composure he opened the bag a little to realise what Hermione was saying was the truth. He stood up to face her but before he could speak she was passing him a small bottle of red coloured liquid.

"Here, a sample I took before cleaning up the mess. Just know one thing; he was possessed when we found him. An average demon, we're lucky Dean was here otherwise I'd be in that bag not Amycus." Ron looked confused at her statement but pocketed the sample of blood anyway.
"I thought you said that you had killed him?" He posed his question to Hermione, but it was Dean that answered from behind the two.
"She cleverly relieved me of my Demon knife earlier, and used it when he had taken her stick thing."
"You mean her wand?" Ron was clearly not confused but was in his own way mocking Dean, and the animosity between the two could be felt by the three of them, even though they had barely met.
"Yeah, her wand. And I would suggest that you do speak to me like that, I'm not stupid I just don't know it all yet. Mione here is teaching me"
"She will not! She is my girlfriend and I forbid it" Dean was only teasing Ron and Hermione knew this but Ron had taken it way too far, he was serious and did not understand that Dean was joking. But before she could say anything Dean let out a bark of a laugh.
"As if you could stop her from doing what she wanted to, and by the sounds of things she is definitely not your girlfriend."

"She is. We have been together for years, right Mione?"

A silence filled the room as Ron waited for an answer that Hermione wasn't going to give.