Chapter 47: The Heart Of An Auror

Dear Hermione,

Thanks for the letter and we'll be delighted in seeing both of you next month. I hope that your broomstick business is going well and that you're making tons of money. I can't wait until you tell us the gender of your baby. Your father is going nuts with the whole waiting thing and can't wait for his first grandchild to be born. I tried to explain that it takes time but he doesn't want to hear it. I'll let you go now.

With love,

Mum

Hermione laughed when she read the letter and pocking it, she headed off to class. In Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Lupin was telling them about some infamous cursed books. When the lesson was over Hermione stayed behind so that she could have some alone time with her husband.

"So what did your parents say?" Remus asked when the last student had left.

She smiled at him.

"They said that they'll be delighted in having you over," Hermione told him. "And I'm happy myself. I don't think I could stand a holiday with the Lupin haters."

Remus had a good idea that she was talking about the rest of the Weasley's.

When Hermione left the classroom she went off to the library to get some books out that she needed. As she entered the Restricted Section she heard voices and it sounded like Draco Malfoy and a couple of his Slytherin friends.

"The Dark Lord isn't happy that Pansy is gone," he told them. "He wants us to go and look for her."

"But what if we can't?" asked the voice of Vincent Crabbe.

There was a pause.

"Don't you say that around him when you have to report to him," Draco snapped. "Your daddy won't be there to save you."

"Whatever," he retorted. "I'm not going to be around to see the Dark Lord be displeased with me."

There was another pause.

"You would run away from our master."

"He's not my master," Crabbe snarled. "I might be a Slytherin but I'm never going to go over to the Dark Side. I've got my own plans and they don't include bowing down to a wizard that I don't have proof is Pureblooded. Did you hear the rumors that Potter spread earlier this year?"

"No and don't care."

"He said that You-know-who isn't a Pureblood," he said. "He said that right in-front of my own father. And I for one don't recall a Voldemort family name in the list of old Pureblood families. I think Potter is right and he's not a Pureblood."

Hermione listened harder then ever to the third pause.

"Our master has power," Draco said. "A filthy Mudblood wouldn't have that much power."

"Mrs. Lupin has loads of power," Crabbe countered. "And her children will be as powerful, not more, then a regular Pureblood. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to get the hell out of Hogwarts. I'm going to a place that no one will be able to find me."

And he started walking her way. Hermione bolted for a shelf of books and watched him go out of sight. Hermione stared, not understanding what was going on. She decided that it was time to visit the Headmaster and tell him what she overheard.

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"I'm sorry about coming on such a short notice," Alanna Wolff said.

Dumbledore grinned at her.

"I understand, Miss Wolff," Dumbledore said politely. "However, I don't understand why you wanted to see me."

Alanna sighed.

"Cases like this are tiring, but I wouldn't be where I am if I just gave up," she said. "Mr. Weasley is a Death Eater, as you like to call them, and I know that were going to win. I've talked to the Ministry and they've said that they'll be taking him to Azkaban if we win. I do hope that you have told him about how serious this is."

"I haven't had the chance to talk to him," he said. "He attacked Mrs. Snape and got put up in the tall tower. I don't think that he'll have much of a chance of going to Azkaban on what he did to my former student."

Alanna gave him an odd look.

"So you remember her?"

"Of course," Dumbledore answered. "She was sorted one night and didn't show up for classes three weeks later. I think that Ron might have killed her just to see how it felt to take a human life. I hope that I'm right on that assessment."

Alanna nodded.

"That's what Sally tells me," she said. "Though I was shocked that they haven't found a body yet."

"Why should they, the body is walking around."

"To true," Alanna said. "By the way great lemon tea!"

Dumbledore chuckled.

"I aim to please."

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"Severus," Ginny called out when lessons ended and everyone went up to lunch.

Severus looked up from what he was doing.

"Yes."

"I was wondering if you could go out and get me something to eat," she asked him.

"And what's wrong with the school lunch?" he asked.

"Nothing, I just want something different," she complained. "Could you go out and get me three Big Mac's; extra sauce, and a large chocolate shake."

He gave her a hard look.

"Come on, you're a half-blood, you know what that is."

Severus snorted. He knew what it was, he just didn't like going into Muggle London just to get one.

"Please," she begged again.

"Alright, but I'm not happy about it."

Ginny grinned at him.

"Thanks sweety."

Severus snorted again. He hated that name as well.

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"Harry," said Luna.

Harry looked up from his Defense Against the Dark Arts work.

"Yes," he said.

"Could I have three Big Mac's with extra sauce and a large chocolate shake," she asked him.

She had had it when her father and she had visited Muggle London one day and she had liked it sense.

"And when did you suddenly want this?"

"Um, today," Luna answered. "Please, I'm getting really hungry."

Harry threw down his quill.

"Alright, I'll get it," Harry said.

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"So your wife wanted the same thing," Severus said to Harry when they both headed back to Hogwarts after getting what would shut their wives up.

"Yep," Harry said.

Severus just shook his head.

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Professor McGonagall had been surprised when she saw Kingsley in the entrance hall. He looked nervous about something and McGonagall, being the nosy one, wanted to find out.

"Hello, Kingsley."

"Um, hello," Kingsley said. "Do you know where Nymph is at?"

"I believe she's helping Hagrid out," McGonagall said.

"Thanks."

And he left.

He walked across the grounds to where Hagrid had his Care of Magical Creatures lessons and saw Ron's wife helping Hagrid out. Hagrid was the first person to notice the tall black wizard there.

"Hello, Kingsley," Hagrid said.

"Hello, Hagrid," Kingsley said. "Can I talk to Nymph for a moment?"

He nodded and went back into his hut.

"Wotcher, Kingsley," Nymph said.

Kingsley went a little red.

"I got a letter from the Ministry and they've said that because Ron is a known Death Eater now and hasn't been taken care of you, he has violated the terms of the law. They've dissolved the marriage as of yesterday."

Nymph stared at him, lost for words.

"However, since I don't want you to be without a father for your child, I've asked the Ministry to let me marry you. I know that it goes against the heart of the law, but I told him that the child must have a man in its life to take care of him or her."

Nymph was a little shock.

"But, your my trainer and everything."

Kingsley sighed.

"I know, but I'm the best person for the job," he told her. "And I don't want people to stick their noses up when you walk by."

Nymph gave him a warm smile. She liked his heart and he knew that he was a good wizard.

"Alright, I'll do it."

His face brightened.

"Thanks."

Note: That was a long chapter. Next chapter: Nymph re-marries, Bellatrix escapes from Azkaban, and people get ready for their Christmas Holiday's.