Hermoine Weasley was sitting in her study, books upon books at her disposal. The night was just settling in around her and she felt quite alone with her husband off on assignment with Harry. She'd brewed some herbal tea a while back and found it stewed enough for consumption. She began to pour the tea into her favourite cup when a shining light beamed through the room, settling just in front of her a small fox patronus.

"There has been another note, sent to myself. They threatened Rose. Can you come?" The Patronus seemed to say, the foxes face unmoving.

Rising into action she sent her own Patronus on ahead to the school, to Mcgonagall. She collected the notes, her notes on the notes and stuffed them into a bag, along with a few important books and set off for the living room fireplace. She threw down the Floo powder "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

There was only ever one fireplace open to Floo travel and Minerva Mcgonagall welcomed her as she stepped with practised step into it, the Principal's Office.

"Minerva, I see you got my message."

"Indeed Mrs. Weasley, I take it the Malfoy boy knows to come here?" The Headmistress asked in

her own regal way.

"Yes I believe so." Hermoine started pulling things from her bag, throwing the small threatening notes out onto the Headmistresses table. "These have been sent to Rose, either by owl or delivered straight into her room. Each gets more angrier, more demanding."

"And Mr. Malfoy's involvement in this?" The old professor read each as she collected them, concern sprouting across her face.

"He was the one who notified me of them, she was trying to keep it quiet it seems," Hermoine explained anxiety coursing through her. Her child was yet again in danger.

"I was sent this one, tonight!" Scorpius announced his arrival at the door, note in hand. "It's the first I'm aware of that's been threatening."

"Albus, can you find Celeste and get her to retrieve Miss Rose Weasley from her dorm?" Headmistress Mcgonagall asked of the sleeping portrait of Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore rousing from his slumber nodded before swiftly disappearing from view.

Scorpius handed the note to Mcgongall and watched as she read it, shifted her glasses in astonishment.

"I've run a few different spells and tests to see if I could trace the magic of the person who sent it. Whoever sent it used to magical means to transport the notes and whoever wrote them was not a registered criminal, not even a criminal on watch by the ministry." Hermoine explained, taking Scorpius's note from the Headmistress for her one examination.

"Well, could it be a student?" Minerva asked, both she and Hermoine ignoring Scorpius for the moment. "Bullying has occurred within the school before. Something you know first hand if I'm not mistaken. The threats could be empty, meant to scare maybe?"

"Hogwarts does thrive on gossip," Hermoine conceded.

Scorpius's concern resonated across his face and Hermoine couldn't miss it. Nor could she ignore the way her daughter brightened up when entered the room, her gaze falling upon Scorpius's above all else in the room.

"Mom?" Rose stepped further into the room. "Have you found something?"

"That will be all Professor Coral," Minerva called from her desk. All four of them waited until the other professor had left the room before turning back to the matter at hand. "Miss Weasley, why was I not informed of the situation earlier?"

"I-I guess I didn't take it seriously." Rose seemed nervous, "At first."

"And you Mr. Malfoy?"

"Scorpius," Rose corrected.

"Ah yes, Scorpius, why is it that Mrs. Weasley here was informed before I? Your Headmistress?" Mcgonagall grilled them. Hermoine had to admit that Scorpius stood resilient against her questioning, and if she looked carefully (which, of course she did) she noticed he had his body slightly angled in front of her.

"I can't answer that, I trust her to look after Rose, I guess." He explained, glancing at Rose quickly and in that moment Hermoine saw what she had suspected for a while. "She's a Ministry Level Researcher but she's also Rose's mother. If it wasn't a bigger deal than it is, she still needed to know!"

"What's going on Scorpius?" Rose touched his shoulder and Hermoine handed the latest note to her, watching her daughters face unravel at it's insides.

"I should have just told them everything when they were still using owl's," Rose palmed her face in despair. "What are we going to do?"

Scorpius whispered something in her ear and she nodded at whatever secret they'd shared.

"Maybe that idea isn't too bad?" Something just clicked, "If all they're after is the information about last year, then maybe we give it to them. They either back off or they take a step in a different direction." Hermoine explained, Rose glanced about them all her gaze landing on her mothers.

"How?"

"Daily Prophet would be the widest net. Just a small review of the Auror's work taking them down, and a small mention of their involvement in the school." Hermoine theorized out loud, "Though that might compromise the school's position.

"I have seen these wall tumble down and raised them from the ashes myself Miss Granger, you of all people should know, Hogwarts will survive." Mcgonagall explained, her conviction so strong that Hermoine didn't dare correct her last name. "My only request is that you wait till the Christmas break, so that the children can outlast any backlash this might raise. It will be bad enough when they return but till then they can enjoy the solace in their homes."

And so it was agreed.