Wolfram and Hart's New Guest
By jessebelle
E-mail: dracos gryffindor princess (at) yahoo.com
A/N: sorry it took so long, I've been finalizing my vacation plans. I leave for New York on wed. so, there might be a tiny delay between updates. Never fear though, I will find a good way to get the rest of the story to you. Um, this is a short chapter, I know, but I figured it was a good place to stop. I will be typing up the next chappie, which is when Hermione finally meets everyone, right away and if I get enough reviews, I'll post it tonight. Um, so, review and review and review. Hope you enjoy!
Toodles, jessebelle
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Hermione watched as her cousin started to bounce in her seat every time the elevator doors would open. Harmony looked good, but, she could tell just by looking at her that she was still an idiot. She turned up at, Spike. What an odd name. Even though he was obviously British, she determined that the people she would be staying with had really odd names. After another peek at her cousin, she turned back to him.
"Do I have to go see her? Can't I just hide the entire visit?" While it wasn't very Gryffindor like, when it came to Harmony, courage didn't apply.
Spike chuckled. "'Fraid not, pet. Best get it over with though, imagine what she'd be like if you made her wait any longer."
Hermione shuddered at the thought. She nodded, took a step forward, and then turned back around. "I can't. There's a reason why my parents moved away from America when they turned 18."
Spike nodded. "I feel your pain, but-" He was looking over her shoulder and he saw it, one of their demon employees out in the clear open. Then, if that wasn't bad enough, the elevator doors opened and, yes Harmony was bouncing, a clan of demons stepped out in their ceremonial robes made of their dead, elders' flesh. And, to make matters worse, the clan which they were a part of, where sworn enemies of the clan the demon employee belonged to. Even now he could see the anger apparent as they spotted each other. He thanked god that Hermione wasn't facing them.
She obviously spotted his troubled features and went to look over her shoulder. He grabbed her by the shoulders. "Uh, pet, something just came up. You've been reprieved, why don't you hide in here for a bit." He opened up the closest door, which just happened to be the door to Peaches' office, and pretty much shoved her in. "You'll be safer in here." He shut the door and turned to the demons. Security had already been called, but hey, he was itchin' for a good fight. He pushed up his sleeves. It was time to go to work.