"It's a good thing you're not wearing a skirt," said Dean through the headset inside his helmet that went through to Hermione's. Ever since she had asked him if she could get a ride, she'd been silent as the grave.
"Yea," she finally admitted. She was so out off it in thought that she didn't notice when they stopped.
"Hermione?" asked Dean, his nerves getting the better of him.
"What? Oh, we've stopped. I'm sorry Dean," she took the helmet off, Dean's mind then went else where as she leaned forward and swung her leg from the other side over to get off.
Holy shit, does she know that this is taunting me? Why does she have to end up with a red eye? He was mentally scolding himself for thinking these thoughts and Hermione was looking at him.
"Are we going to go in sometime to night?" she asked as he looked down seeing that she had already grabbed all the case files.
Wow she's quick. With that they turned around to find an old western styled library. Dean stepped to the door and lightly knocked. A man with wild, peppered hair answered and looked at him, then swept his gaze over his shoulder to Hermione. He looked around and motioned for them to come in. He silently walked over to a fire place in the front room. It was large and very decortive, seven people could have easily fit in it.
"If you come in late don't wake me up," his gruff voice was startling since that was the first time he had spoken. Dean looked at his watch, it was well past one in the morning. Well knowing it was going to be around five when they would arrive in St. Mungo, Dean motioned for her to step beside him. The old man held out a jar to them and Dean grabbed a fist full of powder while the other arm was placed protectively around Hermione's waist.
"St. Mungo" he whispered as the fire flashed green, a few seconds later they stepped out of a fire and into a completely white room. All the staff turned to them, some of them tilted their heads down, their eyes cast downwards. "Wait here," he said, removing his arm from her waist. She looked around still absent from her mind, while Dean had walked over to the receptionist. When he came back he put his arm around her shoulders and moved her into a secluded wing. It was fairly quiet when they walked to a room with light shining through the window of the door, a lamp was dimly lit, someone was already in there. They walked in and found a a women sitting in a chair near the bed with Hermione's mother on it. The women looked to be in her forties, and as they walked in she turned around.
"Hermione, it's been a long time since I've seen you, Amelia dear will you please leave me and Hermione, Dean dear go with Amelia," A blond women that they hadn't noticed was there stepped from the shadows and walked from the room, Dean nodded his head and followed the blond.
"Grandmother," Hermione walked to the other side of the bed. She looked down and what she saw sickened her. The top half of her mother's head was securely covered in wraps, one of her arms was in a cast. She also had an oxygen mask, she had bruises on her face and the flesh Hermione could see was a sickening purple color. She had IVs in her arms, a mixture of blood and other clear liquids dripped through the transparent tubes.
"Mum?" asked Hermione through teary eyes.
"I can get the nurses to get you her file, with what really happened to her. Along with all the other victims. I can call the school's chairman and tell him you'll be late," Integra said. Hermione looked at her, sitting down; she opened the brief case and began flipping through papers while her other hand was holding onto her mothers.
"The files?" asked Hermione as she looked across the bed to her grandmother. She nodded, taking out her phone she pressed a button.
"Hermione, dear, I suggest that I bring her my compound," Hermione looked up, knowing that Integra was talking about bring her mother back to a wolf dominated society. "We have people better suited for these kind of attacks."
"What kind of attack was it?" asked Hermione.
"Besides a serious one?" asked her Grandmother. A nurse came in and handed Intergra a huge file. "Here's all the papers, you may come with me and look over the details while I have Clair transferred to my hospital. I'm calling Ciera and having her tell the chairman you'll be in later tomorrow, well technically today. That's not you're second is it?" asked Integra.
Hermione looked up, "Second? Oh, no, she's not here. I came with Dean," she looked up, thinking her mother was in better condition then she had thought put her in a better state of mind. "How does Dean know you?"
"Hmm, Thomas's boy? He's a Peer," she looked over to Hermione who looked slightly confused. "You don't know much about wolves do you?" Hermione was about to say something crude when Integra said "You know things about werewolves dear, wolves are basically an entirely different species," Integra was speaking as if she were offended.
"You're coming with me, along with the transport group, you'll be able to look over your files. I do know that you are needed entirely in this war and I will not stop you. I will try to help you just not with military strength. The wolves are strong, and if you convince the other Peer families that they are needed and they vote for it. I'll then agree to help the heiress. But after tonight the next time I see you, you'd better be conversed in the way of wolves, not werewolves, wolves," she looked at her phone, "The transport squad will be here in a few minutes."
She stood up and walked out of the room, Dean then walked in a few seconds later.
"I think I mad my grandmother mad," said Hermione still rubbing her mother's hand.
"Naw, that's just how she is," said Dean. There was a a slight ackward pause.
"What's a 'Peer'?" Hermione asked, looking up she saw Dean looking at her, "I know it's a social class, but what exactly are they in wolf world here?"
"Well you know how Peers are a social group also called nobles? The people who are given the serum when they are just bitten are called Barons or Baroness, if their bodies completely accept the serum and they can change, like my father and mother they are moved up to the noble or Peer group. I'm a second generation Peer, there are really only seven original Peer families. There are more now because the people who stayed Barons married other Barons and had kids, some of these kids are Peers, your second Yori and Balise are first generation Peers meaning they came from Barons and Baronesses," he finished while she looked like she was deep in thought for a moment.
"Then wolves can only marry inside their classes?" Dean nodded. "So can a first generation and second generation Peer marry?" She asked. He nodded, "What am I?"
"You're the granddaughter of the Empress," She looked at him. "You're grandmother was part of the five original werewolves, ever. They each made their own clan, she invented a serum because she was the only one whose body could manipulate the change. Soon the clans merged and now there are only two. Integra's and for lack of a better name, Fenir's; he claimed the clan after killing off the first leader. That kinda makes him stronger then an average werewolf because he drank from a pure blood, which is essentially what you are. Integra married another clan leader, but he's dead now. Integra and him found out that their daughters Ciera and her younger twin Clair, along with their older sister Kyoko could not inherit the gene and when bitten they couldn't transform. So Integra and her spouse gae them up for adaption so they could live a better life. Clair, your mother found Integra before she was going to have you. Because Integra looked young she made up a story saying that when she was going to have your mum she was too young to keep her and her sister. That's why she's still in your life. Integra also found that although the second generation of her bloodline couldn't turn, they still carried the curse, passing it to their children. You have a cousin from Kyoko, but we won't talk about that at the moment. Any more questions?" Dean asked looking at her.
"What's all this talk about a second? I'm guessing the blond is my grandmother's second, but what are they?"
Dean smiled, "Yori is your second meaning that when you take to power she'll be your commander in chief, and she's also you're body guard, but its also her, mine, and Balise's job to get you battle ready."
She looked up at him, "What?"
"You heard me; Integra is apart of her legendary elite group of warriors, that is the job of all leaders. To be highly skilled so they don't always need to be protected," he was still grinning, "You happen to be lucky enough to have met all in your elite group already."
What is Dean trying to say? Can Hermione get all the Peers to be on their side in the war? and most of all Who are Hermione's elite. (p.s. they are from Hogwarts) can i ask any more questions that only i know? how will luna and the vampires react to one another... dun dun dunn... :P
x0x0x0x0x...p.s.s. Mephis thank you so much!! you're a big help, though you never told me what you thought of this part of the story.
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