Chapter 42: Strange Things

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"You know we should find ourselves a house," Hermione told Remus when he had returned to normal.

Remus looked up at her.

"And what's wrong with this place?"

Hermione gave him a hard look.

"What?"

"Remus, we can't raise my child in a cabin," she said. "We need a place of our own that will have plenty of room."

"Whatever you say, dear," Remus said which annoyed Hermione.

The next morning Hermione owled a Wizard restate agent hoping that he or she would have some homes that Hermione could look at. She explained that she was having her first child and that she wanted him or her raised in a home with plenty of room. Now all she had to do was wait.

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"Wolff and Byrd, Councilors for the Macabre, how may I help you?" said a friendly voice.

A very distant moan answered back and then the reason for the call.

"Of course, Miss Dunefield, I shall have you talk with him at once," she told her. She then flipped it over. "Miss Wolff, you have a return victim on line one."

"Thanks, Mavis," the lawyer said. "I'll take the call."

She then picked up the phone.

"Alanna Wolff, how may I help you," she asked in her bright and cheery voice.

"My former classmate murdered me and I want to sue his family," she moaned on the other end.

"And how did he kill you?"

"By magic," she said. "He's a stinking wizard and I want justice."

Alanna had dealt with wizards, witches, zombies, houses that ate their owners, horrible salesmen that stole your soul, and even the Salem Witch victims because their deaths had been turned into one big show. She was more then happy to take this one.

"Very well and where are you located?"

"I'm in England, London," she said.

Alanna wrote this down and then hung up the phone. She had to get her passport and tickets and meet a client.

Several hours later she and Jeff Byrd were in the pouring rain outside the airport. She ordered a cab and it took them to their hotel.

"So did she tell you how she died?"

"Not really," Alanna said. "She just said by magic and since she was his classmate, then I surmise that she at one time did magic herself."

"Good grief, a wizard killing a witch, but for what purpose?"

She looked at him.

"Does murder have to have a purpose?" she asked him.

"Good point."

"I'm glad that you came, Miss Wolff," she said, when they had met at the local morgue. "I'm not the socialable type so you must forgive me."

"Of course, Miss Dunehill," Alanna said. "By the way, first name?"

"Sally," she answered.

Alanna wrote this down.

"Now where did you go to school at before your death?"

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Sally answered. "I was a first-year Gryffindor."

Alanna nodded.

"And when did you die?"

"Two weeks ago," she said. "Around the time the Dursley's were attacked."

"And have you been buried?"

Sally went red.

"Do you think I've been bloody buried?" she snapped. "I was placed in a spot that no one has found yet. And please don't insult my decomposing mind by asking how I know who killed me. The dead always know who killed them."

"Point taken," Alanna said. "Now where going to have to get a summon for him to go. Now I haven't been to this Wizarding world so you're going to have to help me."

"Very well," she said. "We can leave in the morning."

The next morning all three of them went to the Ministry of Magic. Alanna had a hard time getting in, but she managed it. She talked with a Mathew Jacob and finally got a summon for them to have a trial.

"You know, darling, you're a long way from home," he told her.

"Not really," Alanna said, smiling at him.

"Well I better go," Sally said. "The corner is giving me a bed for the day."

"Which means that you get to go with Kingsley Shacklebolt," Mathew Jacob told her. "He's an Auror and he can ensure that you get into Hogwarts."

"Thanks."

Once they were outside Alanna turned to Jeff.

"I want you to find any information on the murderer's family," she said. "I want to know what were up against."

"You don't need to do that, Miss Wolff," said Kingsley. "I know all about them and trust me; their son being a murderer is the last thing they would have expected. I will be more then happy to fill you in on more if you like."

"Why thank you," Alanna said, going a little pink.

He led them down the road and then taking out his wand he waved it, making them all disappear. When they reappeared they where outside the Hogwarts grounds. He told them to follow him and they went inside.

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"Hay, Harry," said the voice of Ron Weasley.

Harry and Luna turned to see him walk up to them.

"Hi, Ron," Harry said not knowing what Ron had done. "Where have you been?"

"Thinking," he lied. "So today were having our match."

"No, I'm having a match," Harry corrected. "You haven't been practicing so I had to let you go."

Ron stared at him.

"What."

Harry nodded.

"But you can't," he said.

Harry looked at him.

"But, I can," he corrected. "I'm the team captain, you are not."

And he went back eating.

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Professor McGonagall was there to greet them when they entered the entrance hall. The Ministry had sent word that one of Ron's victims had come back and was going to sue the Weasley family. McGonagall had never heard of this before, but then again, there were a lot of things that she hadn't heard before.

"Miss Wolff and Mr. Byrd, welcome to Hogwarts."

"Thanks," Alanna said. "I was hoping that I would meet a friendly face."

She smiled at her and shook her hand.

"I believe that you'll be the Headmaster's guests for our Quidditch Match. Were playing Gryffindor vs. Slytherin."

"Well I'm sure that it will be exciting," Alanna said.

McGonagall smiled at her.

"Oh, it will be, follow me."

And they headed back outside just as the other students were filing outside.

Professor Dumbledore saw them as soon as they entered his booth. He shook hands with them and they explained why they were here. He was a little shocked that the dead had come back, but he understood why they were defending her. As the rest of the students filed in the Headmaster explained the rules of Quidditch and they watched as Gryffindor once again beat Slytherin.

"Well maybe next time," Dumbledore said, thinking about how mad Professor Snape was going to be.

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"Remus," Hermione yelled, when the owl dropped off the response that she was waiting for.

"What is it?" Remus asked.

"We got the house," Hermione told him, showing him the moving picture of a charming house. "Want to see it?"

"Um, sure," Remus said.

They apperated to the house and right away Remus got a sense that something wasn't right. But Hermione was giggling madly.

"Oh this is so exciting," she told him. "Wait until were settled here."

Hermione failed to notice the auror of evil that was around it.

Note: To those that don't know. Wolff and Byrd is a comic that is sold under the name of Exhibit a Press and it's about two attorneys that defend the creatures of the night. You can buy their comics on the website Next chapter: Peter gets caught by Aurors, Ron gets served, and Hermione starts to get strange urges.