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Chapter 5
Light streamed through the windows, glinting in Hermione's eyes. Groggily Hermione brought her hand up to rub at her eyes, a low groan of protest escaping her lips. It was too early for the sun to be up, too early for her to accept her actions of the previous day, it was just too damn early to accept that life was moving forward and her future was so clouded, so uncertain.
Sliding a hand through her hair, Hermione threw her legs onto the floor, and stretched her sore muscles. Sleeping scrunched up in an armchair was definitely not the greatest choice. Most assuredly not.
Taking note of her best friends and traveling mates, who happened to be sleeping in the arm chairs on either side of her own at equality awkward angles, she padded across the room and entered the kitchen. Might as well make breakfast.
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Fred sprawled his hands out on the table before him. "Pro... Albus." He amended. "With all due respect, which as you can imagine means a lot coming from one such as myself, I don't know anything about where the lot of them have gone off to. I know mum's worried, and many of the order don't agree with their actions, but I can't find fault with them. I'm not saying everything they did was right necessarily... I'm just saying, they made the choice that they thought best, and isn't that all any of us are doing? Isn't that all anyone could ask of them?"
Dumbledore looked back at him over steepled fingers, eyes smiling. "While that is all fine and well, Mr. Weasley, and off the record, I am inclined to agree with you, that is not why we're meeting here today."
"Mr. Weasley? If you insist in my calling you Albus, than I must insist on being called Fred. Mr. Weasley is my father. Furthermore, if we are not here so that you can try an extract more information out of me, than what pray tell could this meeting encompass?"
"That my boy, is the question, isn't it." Dumbledore said, growing serious for the first time since the beginning of their interview. "I understand that you and Ms. Granger have grown fairly close, and realize that for this very reason some of the decisions made by her companions and herself are going to turn out being rather hard on you. This is one of the various reasons why I feel that it is time I entrusted you with a highly sensitive mission, if you so choose to accept the offer..."
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It's taken me long enough, I know. What can I say, is there really any excuse? Though I hope the double dose makes up for the absence on my part. Maybe? Just a little bit? We shall see I suppose, we shall see... Big, huge thanks to tutucute4u one of my favorite, not to mention most loyal reviewers. Thank you so much for your support What would I do without you:) Thank you, thank you, thank you!
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