Test the High Monarchy
"Hermione, love some people are downstairs and they look really important," stated Draco, as he kissed her forehead.
"WHAT," she whispered, bolting out of bed apparating to the bathroom.
Apparating back into the room she wore an off white gown that had pearls and jewels all over the corset. Her hair wash braided into a Mohawk and her make-up was subtle.
"Get dressed in this," said Hermione, tossing him an outfit that matched the gown she wore.
Apparating back to her own room, Hermione picked up her medallion and slipped it over her head. Walking back to Draco's room she finds him sitting on the edge of his bed dresses in the outfit that she tossed to him. Grabbing his wrist they calmly walked down the stairs together to join a room full of adults and Monarchy.
"Glad of you to join us Excellency, we didn't want to wake you," said a male bowing to Hermione.
"What is the urgency of your visit Monarch Landau," stated Hermione bowing in return letting go of Draco's hand; he mimicking her bow in respect.
"A fellow Monarch is missing, Alexia is missing," added another male.
"WHAT!" yelled Hermione the room shaking.
The whole room of people bowed on their at her feet their eyes to the ground, then one spoke up, "She has not been seen or heard from in three days, Excellency," sniffled a female.
"Why was I not told of this sooner? WHY HAVEN'T ANY OF YOU BEEN SEARCHING FOR HER AFTER THE SECOND DAY?" she questioned anger at full amplitude in her voice.
"We... ee th …ought she was avoiding people," sniffled the same female.
"AVOIDING-," began Hermione as Draco put his hands on her shoulders, "I want all of the new generation of Monarchy to come here immediately," ordered Hermione, the room coming into rustles as the group left.
"Hermione you couldn't have predicted this, I didn't even know Alexia was Monarchy," stated Draco hugged her shoulders.
"I'm sorry for going totally psycho, it just unacceptable for the last generation to fail at protecting this generation," sighed Hermione
"But your dad is a part of that generation right?" questioned Draco.
"Yes, that why I'm even more unhappy about it," stated Hermione, sitting on the stairwell, Draco joining her on the same step.
"The Monarchy and you will find her," answered Draco holding her close and kissing her forehead.
Suddenly the room was filled with the old Monarchy and the new Monarchy and they were all clapping their hands. Hermione also noticed that Alexia was with them as well. Screaming at the group Hermione ran upstairs and slammed the door behind her. Grabbing her broom and wand she flew out an opened window apparating to somewhere else.
"She's gone; you know you people are sad she was really worried. I've never seen her so upset," stated Draco standing up to address the crowd.
"Draco, relax she performed well in this test and she won't be gone for long only two days," stated Monarch Landau, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Where is she going?" asked Draco.
"To get her tattoo like this," said Alexia showing Draco her arm.
"WHAT! Why didn't she tell me?" asked Draco.
"Because it's sacred to all Monarchy and is different for all Monarchy. Hers will be anger because she left with anger in her heart; mine was content," answered Alexia.
"That anger is what drives this Monarchy to greatness, that is why we clapped for her, she showed it with grace," added Gabrielle.
"We can take you to her and show the history of the Monarchy," concluded Alexia.
"Sure," said Draco, "I only have one question before we go: How are we getting there?"
As Alexia and Gabrielle grabbed Draco's waist, they flew up towards the ceiling then apparated to somewhere entirely different. When they reached ground, Draco was gasping for air.
"What …the …hhhell kind of apparating is that?" asked Draco breathlessly.
"Its distance apparating," laughed Alexia, "We aren't even in London anymore, we're in …."
"How ...whoa-what?" questioned Draco again.
"It's where Monarchy makes their big decisions and where we get our tattoos. Hermione is the last to get hers because she is the High Monarchy," answered Gabrielle pushing him forward.
"What was that for?"
"You're not welcome here the other ghosts of the past Monarchy float through these halls," smiled Gabrielle viscously.
"Then why bring me here?" asked Draco.
"Because the last High Monarchy's fiancé came here they all do," added Alexia nudging Gabrielle.
"What?" Gabrielle asked.
"Be nice to him," urged Alexia.
"Whatever," Gabrielle replied.
"Come on Draco she is this way," added Alexia taking Draco's arm.