chapter 3

"Ah, . there you are." I was in a fucking holding cell! if I'm late it's your bloody fault!

"We'd like to continue now."

"Yeah, continue" This arse farse of a trial.

"Our next series of evidence comes from a variety of sources in the Gryffindor house who witnessed an… event." Seriously? An event? What is this?

"A report from one Miss H. Granger. detailing the incident on the nights of October 17, 25, 31 and November 1st." Oh that.

Hermione felt horrible for what she was doing, but if Harry was doing something dangerous she needed to know. And so she sat in the darkened corner of the common room after hours and waited. Just as Seamus had reported Harry crept down the stairs around midnight. He looked shaken and grim as he crossed the common room what she witnessed next both confused and frightened her. Halfway across the common room Harry stiffened and stumbled into the chair. He brought his left arm across his chest and clenched his jaw and fist before he relaxed and finished with the cloak before creeping out of the portrait. Hermione sat frozen for few minutes before she stepped out of her hiding place and stared after him worrying her lip and brow.

"This summons is clear, which incidentally corresponds with an attack on the village of Holben-Tane in Northumberland in which 17 witches and wizards and 348 muggles were killed. We are currently searching for proof that you were involved in this raid." WHAT! " I didn't even know about an attack! What happened? Was the order there? Was anyone hurt?" Fuck is that what happened to Emmeline?

"We'll be asking the questions if you don't mind. Miss Granger feared for your saftey. In fact, she posted several pleas for your life… really its one of the reasons you ahve a trial at all." On second thought Hermione your great! I take back everything I thought about you! "That being said, she agreed that the evidence was quite damming." Goddamn it Hermione! Can't you not be logical for two seconds! "She recounted several other summons as time went on… in fact until December she recounted that you were summoned almost every week. " What was you-know-who asking of you so fervently Potter?" For me to roll over and die I bet, not that I complied.

"I wasn't going to see Voldemort!" Really? Flinching? Really? "I was goign to see Professor Snape. And I wasn't being summoned dammit! It was an alergic reation!"

"In the exact same spot as the dark mark showing all the same symptoms? That is a little hard to belive Potter. Now, regarding the recount of the meeting on the charm hallway several hours after curfew between you and an unknown student on january 25th" Oh fuck… Oh god Hermione please say you didn't… Shit!

Hermione was staring down at the mauraders map helplessly. She felt just awful for taking it but she had to. She had to for harry's sake. So when Harry got up and left the common room at arround 1 am on that cold January night she got up and followed. Harry seemed to be heading down to the dungeons as he usually did when suddenly he doubled back. Hermione felt her heart beat in her chest, did he suspect her? Did he know someone was tailing him? Then she notices filch walking up the same corridor and sighed and skillfully cast a notice me not charm and let him stride staright past her. She waited and watched as Harry yet again moved from his hiding spot. They walked down the corridor to usual place, Snape's office. Hermione wasn't sure why Harry went there. They hated each other after all. Whatever was happening Harry always left a bit chipper. Hermione as first thought that Harry was on some kind of drug, but his withdrawl symptoms were too light for someone who apparently recieved a dose nearly every night. He left about an hour later. He didn't look as chipper as usual though. Instead he looked a bit angry. Hermione followed him until they arrived at the charm hallway. There was a hooded figure up ahead. He was only a few inches taller than Harry making Hermione certain he was a student. Despite her look of distaste she pulled out a pair of extendable ears and listened in

"And you're sure of this?" Harry asked in a clipped tone.

"Course." The student said with a shrug. Suddenly he was against the wall. Harry was pinning him by his shoulder.

"Now you listen to me! I have burned before I won't be again! Look into my eyes and tell me that what your saying is true! And don't bother trying to lie, I will know. My master has taught me well."

"It's true! I promise its true!" the student said in fright. Harry looked at him in the eye before he released him.

"Good. Now, if anyone finds out about this you won't just have me to deal with." Harry warned. The student nodded rapidly before he scampered off leaving Harry alone. "Fuck I should have said that" Harry cursed before he rubbed his temples. "Ugh I need another potion… Sev is gonna pissed" with that Harry slinked off. Hermione was too distrught to notice. She had run away long before the conversation was over. Shaking like a leaf she tried to logically absorb the fact that Harry Potter,

The savoir of the wizarding world

The boy who lived

The arch enemy of voldemort

Her best friend

Was a death eater.

"Threatening with you know who so proudly potter. How could you not be a death eater." Fuck Hermione, why couldn't you have just stayed in bed?

"Look, I know it sounds bad but its not! I swear! It all a huge missunderstanding!"

"Benson I've heard enough for today, It's late, and some of us have families to go to." Lucky you! Some of us only get holding cell food for the night!

What? Ugh its too late for this crap…

"Yeah…"

"Harry my boy… how are you?" The fuck is… this? Oh wow!

"Pro… Professor Dumbledore?" Damn, you have got to teach me that spell or mirage or glamor or whatever it is.

"One and the same Harry. I'm affraid im rather unpopular in the ministry right now, as are you." No shit sherlock. "Rest assured I am doing everything I can for you my dear boy."

"Thanks, professor, it's acctually not that bad all things considered, I expected more touture honestly…" Wow, that might be the dryest laugh I've ever heard come out of Dumbledore's mouth.

"Rest assured my boy, I'd never let anything so drastic happen." And there's that damn twinkle. But heck, if that twinkle saves my life I geuss I can live with it. "Also Harry… Professor Snape expressed his concerns… he… ah what was it he said? Oh yes. He feared this cell would reduce you to an even more useless brainless state. I took that of course as a suggestion and brought you a book on quidditch." Bless Severus and his gorgeous mind

"Tell him thanks, and that I'll be sure to show him just how mindless I am when I get back" In fact, I think this punishment is making me oh so rebellious, oh shit don't blush in front of Dumbledore.

"That's the spirit my boy, though I do wish you wouldn't wish to return only to spite Professor Snape." Not so much spite as lust professor but tomayto tomahto. "I hope you get to sleep soon Harry, you have a long day ahead of you I think"

you're telling me.