Hermione stopped following the conversation after about an hour. It was intensely boring. She instead focused on the woman sitting next to her. Her posture was perfect in her chair, the expression of boredom still present and now her hair was let loose from the bun in which it had been contained most of the time. She licked her lips and pulled a small notebook from her sleeve. She started sketching, not minding the other people in the room. Hermione looked at her lips which were parted and were being licked over and over in concentration.
Hermione was getting wet again. She had never met a person she had been this attracted to. Just the professor walking in the room was enough for her to lose control of her thoughts. As she started imagining those lips leaving rough kisses down her neck her breathing quickened. She looked at Bella's cleavage and wished she could rip open her shirt and finally see the breasts she had been dreaming about. But she knew the staring was inappropriate and tried to focus on the conversation again only to find out it had stopped.
She looked around and saw Dumbledore nod and take his wand from his sleeve. In a wave colors dissapeared from the old men sitting at the table. Now Hermione knew why they seemed so weird. They were ghosts. What she didn't know was why they were enchanted in the first place. Confused she looked at Bellatrix.
"They refuse to have a meeting otherwise. It's a spell that makes them feel alive for a few hours." Bellatrix shrugged like it was the most normal thing ever, so Hermione nodded and didn't ask any further questions. Bellatrix rose from her seat and Hermione followed suit. They stepped outside and Bella gestured for Hermione to walk. "Aren't we going to wait for professor Dumbledore?" Hermione asked "No of course not he's disaparating, but we can't because you don't know how to and the location has to remain secret." Hermione knew that the ministry and anyone else would know of her disapparating because she was still underage and monitored. The whole walk back nether said anything although Hermione still had about a million questions she didn't dare voice them since the bad mood was rolling off of Bellatrix.
As they got to the castle Bellatrix ordered Hermione up to her room and disappeared behind a corner. Hermione still didn't know why she was present during the meeting and what it was about. But she did decide to look into what the deadly hollows were. She was contemplating her next move as she stepped into the common room and saw Ron and Harry sitting in the chairs. It was pretty late and she knew they had been waiting up for her.
Ron was the first to talk as always "Where were you?" Hermione knew she couldn't tell him so she improvised " Why do you want to know?" Ron's eyes narrowed "Well since we are your best friends we think we deserve to know. You weren't making out with some guy were you?" Hermione had had enough of Ron for about a month so she just turned towards Harry "Good night Harry" she said and started walking to her room. "So you were with a guy. Can we at least know who he is or do you not care for us at all?" Harry gave Ron a look of disbelief "Ron she will tell us when she will tell us, calm down" Hermione muttered a silent thank you to Harry and continued walking. She didn't know what to make of Ron anymore. He was mean and jealous and invasive and Hermione didn't know if she even wanted to be his friend anymore.
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