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CHAPTER FIVE: Cafe Mayham

Hermione thought quickly as the spells flew in the air around them, Ron held her right hand while Evangeline held her left. Harry was running for them, as Evangeline held out a hand. The moment Evangeline's hand wrapped around Harry's tightly she apparated them all.

The tight squeeze, left them in the middle of a street. Lights and horns blaring at them. Hermione saw the double-decker heading straight for them and pull everyone quickly to the sidewalk before they were hit. The bus breezed past them, the driver glaring at them. Ron stared dazed around them.

"Bloody hell," he murmured. For a moment, Hermione feared that he might throw up, but he didn't. Looking around she recognized where she was, Evangeline was openly awed by the scene before them.

"Where are we?" asked Harry slowly. Hermione grabbed Evangeline's hand and began to lead them into the crowd, the boys following at her heels.

"Tottenham Court Road," she panted, still dragging a dazed Evangeline along. "Walk, just walk, we need to find somewhere for you to change." Harry followed without another word, leaving Ron to catch up. Were it not for the seriousness of the situation she would've rolled her eyes. Typical Ron.

Across the street a couple of merry pub-goers ogled them. Hermione gritted her teeth together. Ron and Harry were wearing wizard dress robes.

"Hermione," said Ron struggling to catch up. "We haven't got anything to change into."

"Why didn't I make sure I had the Invisibility Cloak with me?" moaned Harry. "All last year I kept it on me and-"

"It's okay, Hermione's got the Cloak, and cloths too," said Evangeline coming out of her daze, finally. She withdrew her hand from Hermione's and glanced back at them both. Her long black locks falling out of her once elegant bun. Hermione grumbled, she was going to say that. .

Instead she led them down an alley into its damp shadowy shelter.

"When Ev said you had our things. . ." said Harry frowning at Hermione. Hermione huffed and opened her jeweled handbag.

"Yes, everything is on here," she told them and pulled out a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt, some maroon socks, and finally Harry's silver Invisibility Cloak. She smirked as both boys watched in utter astonishment.

"How in the ruddy hell-"

"Undetectable Extension Charm," Hermione told them. "Tricky, but I think I've done it okay; anyway I've managed to fit everything we need in here. I did it to Ev's bag too." She shook the fragile-looking bag and it echoed like a cargo hold, as several objects crashed inside it. Hermione grimaced.

"That'd be the books."

"When did you do this?" asked Harry pulling on a pair of jeans while Evangeline looked in the other direction. She was fishing around in her bag until she pulled out a pair of old jeans looking triumphant.

"At the Burrow, I've had the essentials packed for days. I just had this feeling. . ." she explained trailing off. Noticing that Evangeline was pulling on her jeans under her dress.

"You're amazing, you are," Ron told her, handing her his bundled up robes. Hermione felt a blush rise to her cheeks. An amazing soaring feeling, rushing through her.

"Thank you," she managed with a small smile. Evangeline was pulling out a turtle neck top when she frowned looking at the blue top. She shoved it back into the bag and pulled out a purple top with a wide neck.

"Turn around boys," she warned. Ron and Harry turned beet red before turning away as Evangeline took off her dress and shoved it into her bag. She then pulled on the purple top, straightening it. "Your turn 'Mione."

Hermione changed quickly, her eyes straying over to Ron. He looked tense, and she could tell he was blushing. The tips of his ears gave it away. When she finished she faced them all. Evangeline was admiring her nails.

"Come on, I think we ought to keep moving," she said. The boys nodded and allowed her to lead the way, out of the alley and down the barren street. Across the street a group of men were singing and weaving across the pavement.

"Just out of interest," said Ron suddenly. "Why Tottenham Court Road?"

"I have no idea, it just popped into my head," she said. Hermione cringed as the men across the street noticed them and wolf-whistled at them. Evangeline tensed up, walking closer to Harry. "We can't go to the Leaky Cauldron, someone would recognize us. And Grimmauld Place is out if Snape can get in there. . . . I suppose we could go to my parents house, though I think there's a chance they might check there. . . Oh, I wish they'd shut up!"

"All right, darling?" yelled one of the drunk men on the other side of the street. Ron tensed. "Fancy a drink? Ditch ginger and come and a pint!" Hermione cringed, and looked around quickly.

"Let's sit down somewhere," she said hastily as Ron opened his mouth to shout something back at them, that would not be very nice. "Look, this will do, in here!"

She led them all into a shabby all-night cafe. It was slightly dirty, but it would do. She noticed Evangeline's hesitance, but Harry slid into a booth first and Ron sat next to him.

Hermione had her back to the entrance. She did not like the feeling, and neither did Evangeline, whose eyes kept darting from them to the door.

"Sit down, Ev," muttered Harry. "It's alright for now."

Evangeline sent him a glare and sat in the seat next to her. Both girls kept looking over shoulder, and both boys looked equally nervous. Hermione ordered two cappuccinos.

"So, where do we go from here," Ron asked after a tense silence. He looked at them all, and Hermione glanced over her shoulder at the woman attending the shop. "The Leaky Cauldron?"

"As I said, it's too dangerous," she told him. "If Voldemort took over the Ministry then none of the old places are safe. Everyone from the wedding will have gone underground into hiding."

Just then two men entered the shop. They were burly and hard looking. They squeezed into the booth a little ways down. Evangeline glanced over at them nervously. The woman came back with their coffee, handing one to her and the other to Ron. She looked at Harry and Evangeline.

"Nothin' for you then?"

"Nope," Evangeline replied popping her 'p'. The woman nodded and walked back around the counter into the back of the shop.

"God, that's revolting," Ron said after taking a sip of his coffee. "Let's get going, I don't want to drink this muck." Hermione sighed, always with the dramatics. Ron never ceased to amaze her. Evangeline shot the other two men worried looks, Hermione noticed she was gripping her wand.

"Yes, I took out all my Building Society savings before I came to the Burrow. I'll bet all the change is at the bottom." She didn't notice the two men make identical movements. She was suddenly shoved under the table as three voices rang in the air, and jets of light shot in every direction.

"Stupefy!"

The blond man was hit in the chest, falling to the ground. Hermione drew he wand and frantically shot stunner's at the remaining man.

"Expulso!" he bellowed, and the table behind Harry blew up. Harry was slammed into the wall, his wand falling out of his grip.

"Petrificus Totalus!" screamed Evangeline, from somewhere across the room. Hermione wondered how she'd gotten all the way over there, but didn't have time to dwell on it. Ron lay next to her with ropes binding his body. The man fell to the floor with a crash in a mess of broken china, table parts, and coffee.

Hermione crawled over to Ron from underneath the bench, shaking bits of glass from her hair and trembling all over. She pointed her wand at Ron, still bound with ropes.

"D-diffindo," she said, as Ron roared with pain as her spell slashed his knee, leaving a deep cut. She flinched, not meaning to hurt him. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Ron, my hands shaking! Diffindo!"

The ropes fell away and Ron got to his feet quickly, shaking his arms to get the feeling back into them. Harry picked up his wand and joined Evangeline, who was staring down at the two Death Eaters across the bench.

"I recognize him," muttered Harry. "He was there the night Dumbledore died." Evangeline flinched. Harry gave her an apologetic look. They looked at the darker haired Death Eater, whose eyes were moving back and forth between Harry and Evangeline.

"That's Dolohov," said Ron. "I recognize him from the old wanted posters. The other must be Thorfinn Rowle."

"Now what?" asked Evangeline in a strained voice.

"Lock the doors, and Ron, turn out the lights," Harry told them. Hermione waved her wand, locking the door to the shop and lowering the blinds, while Ron used his Deluminator to plunge the cafe into darkness.

"Well?" asked Ron expectantly when they were done.

"Wipe their memories," said Harry. "Hermione you're the one good with spells." Hermione glanced at him. An old memory of herself pointing her wand at her parents flashing before her eyes. The same spell she used to make them forget who she was, she would use on Dolohov. Hermione swallowed and stepped forward. Raising her wand she hesitated, she could do this. She'd done it before. . .

"Obliviate."

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