An hour later Hermione was finally ready. It had taken her most of the time to find the perfect clothes; they were at the bottom of her trunk as they hadn't been used in ages. Looking herself over in the full length mirror, the witch had to admit she looked hot.

Her hair was curled even more, and in a ponytail but with numerous tendrils loose and framing her face. Light but dark coloured makeup accented her features and pale skin. Her jewellery was a black gold collar necklace with a blood red ruby in the center, with the same black gold and smaller rubies in her ears. The clothes were simple, a tight sleeveless black dress with a red lace overlay and black heels that had straps running up her legs.

The only problem Hermione had now though was where to put her wand. Feeling around in her bust, the witch was pleased when she found enough room to comfortably hold it there. Once it was in place, she made her way down the stairs, getting used to such high heeled shoes again.

At the bottom waiting were Tara, Remus and Lafayette, who had walked up from finishing Sookie up. All three whistled at her and the latter male said, "You look like the high class hooker you are now Mia."

"Thanks Lafayette," the brunette chuckled, rolling her eyes, "So what do you think?"

"I'm thinking that even if I'm not your biological father, I should lock you up and buy the first chastity belt I find," the werewolf said with certainty.

"Too late," all three of the younger ones said at once.

Tara carefully but tightly hugged her friend, "You look brilliant but please be safe."

"I will," giving them all hugs, Hermione stepped away, waved, and touched her wand tip to apparate away.

Hermione appeared out front of her Gran's house, finding Sookie already waiting, "Mia, don't do that."

"What?" The teen then looked at her cousin, "Perfect Sook."

The blonde had her hair down, a simple necklace and earring set that had belonged to her mother, a black and white spaghetti strap dress, and black flats. She looked ready to hit the road, "You look great too Mia. So how are we getting there?"

"We're popping over," and before her cousin could argue, Hermione had her in an embrace and apparated them to an alley she had seen in Jason's memory.

"Don't do that either," Sookie gently slapped her taller cousin's arm before looping it with hers.

"Right"

As soon as they stepped out of the alley, Hermione could see the club and also the huge line that was out front. Bypassing it and standing in front of the vampire at the front, the witch had a sly smile, "Are we acceptable?"

The man looked over both of the women, ogling their breasts and necks blatantly, before nodding, "Go on in."

"Thank you," Hermione said as she and Sookie passed and entered the club.

Inside the music was even louder and the room darker. People all around were dancing or feeding/being fed on, and there were scantily dressed female vampires dancing in bouts of vampire and normal speeds. As her eyes passed the room in search of Bill, Hermione locked eyes with a blonde vampire sitting at a throne, overseeing the floor, but soon broke it off and went back to looking. Finally she found him in a close booth, "Let's go over here."

"Okay," Sookie was in awe of everything going on around her.

"Fancy meeting you here stranger," Hermione said to Bill, breaking her cousin from her reverie.

"Bill?" Seeing the vampire there, and the large grin on her cousin's face, Sookie nudged her with a deep blush, "You set me up Mia?"

"Damn right I did. Now sit and talk. What can I get you both at the bar?"

"A-"

"Gin and Tonic"

Hermione made her way to the bar without being groped, which she was grateful for, and waited to be served. As she waited, she watched the bartender, a habit. Usually she only found that the person she was watching was going at things normally, but the heavily tattooed vampire was acting shifty, like he was doing something bad or illegal.

When he came up, the witch purposefully gained eye contact after placing her orders. What she found was amazing. The vampire, his name Longshadow, had been stealing money from his employer for a year, getting nearly $100000 from the club. After paying for the drinks, the witch made up her mind to talk to the owner.

"Here we go," placing the Tru Blood and Gin and Tonic in front of the others, Hermione took a sip of her Coke before asking Bill, "Who's the owner here?"

"Eric Northman, he's also the Sheriff of Area 5," Bill motioned to the blonde on the throne, "That's him up there. Why did you want to know?"

"No reason," after finishing her drink, Hermione rose, "I'm going to mingle. Sook, if you want to leave at all, I'm sure Bill will gladly take you home. I'll ring to tell you when I've gotten home safely."

Sookie nodded, "Okay, stay safe."

"Always try to, I always try," the teen muttered as she left.

Slowly making her way up to the throne, not to draw anyone's eyes in particular, Hermione was soon at the bottom step of the platform that held the throne. After bowing lowly before him, the teen rose to see a blonde woman standing before her, "What do you want?"

"I simply ask a moment with the Sheriff, it is about a crime being committed against him," the witch said evenly and respectfully.

"Pam, step aside," the man walked down, "Follow me."

Doing so, Hermione soon found herself in an office, and once the door was closed it was silent. Sitting after being motioned to, the teen started with, "Hermione Potter."

"Eric Northman," the pair shook hands, "Now Miss Potter, what is this crime?"

"It's Mrs but just call me Hermione. Well your bartender, Longshadow, he has stolen almost $100000 dollars from your establishment here and intends to steal more until caught. I thought you should know, no one should get away with a crime, no matter who they are or what the crime is."

The news seemed to visibly shock the vampire, "What proof do you have to make these accusations?"

"Nothing tangible, just what I found in his mind. Whether you believe me or not is entirely up to you," Hermione explained.

"You should stand in that corner," Eric pointed to the one behind his desk before going to the door and saying, "Pam."

Not even a second later, Hermione saw blonde locks breeze into the door but the owner not enter, "Yes Eric?"

"Ta Longshadow inom vänligen," (Bring Longshadow in please)

By the time Eric had walked to behind his desk, standing just to the side of Hermione, Pam, the blonde, and Longshadow were in front of the desk, "Yes Eric?"

"I have heard an interesting thing just now from Hermione here. Apparently you have been stealing from my business, nearly $100000. Isn't that the most interesting thing?"

Longshadow glared venom at the witch briefly before responding, "Nothing but lies Eric, I respect you and your position too much to…"

"Really? And if I were to check over my books and your accounts more closely, I wouldn't find the money?"

Growling, "You believe a pathetic human over another vampire? What sort of Sheriff are you?"

Meanwhile Hermione had delved further into the tattooed vampire's mind, finding the location of the money, "Excuse me? But you won't find the money there. He knows that you could find it if it was done through any banking system, and as it was stolen in cash, he would simply change the small bills into hundreds and hide them."

"Where is it then?" Pam asked.

"He's got a safe buried below his sleeping quarters at his house. The combination is 30, 42, 29. It's all there bar what he has spent on things, about a tenth of what he stole."

Longshadow had had enough, "I rescind my invitations to all vampires into my home."

"Too bad," Eric then easily used a wooden cane that was beside his desk, driving it through his bartender's chest.

As with all vampire killings of this manner, the body exploded, blood and skin covering nearly every portion of the room, including those occupying it. Pam screeched, "Eric! This was a new dress!"

"Don't move then," Hermione drew her wand from between her breasts, "Scourgify Totalus."

All of the blood in the room was magically removed, leaving everything the way it had been before. Pam smiles widely, "Ooh a witch."

Eric did slight double take, looking from Pam to Hermione, "You're a witch?"

"Yes," Hermione replied truthfully.

"And that is how you knew about Longshadow?"

The teen nodded, "I'm a master at the Mind Arts, which means I can enter another's mind without them knowing, though I do need to touch my wand if I haven't got eye contact."

The man motioned for both women to sit, "You are how old?"

"18, I'll be 19 in September"

"Just a baby," Eric snickered.

Quirking an eyebrow, Hermione responded, "No doubt anyone bar your maker would be considered a baby to you. You must be nearing ancient status if not already over it."

That had Pam laughing lightly, "This one I like Eric."

"Yes, so do I. Hermione, I could use the help that only you can provide, how would you like a job?"

"Well, I already have a job but if you only need me during the night and it is say 3 nights a week, then I will take it," the witch was grinning widely at the thought of working around more supernatural beings.

Only the fact that Eric truly wanted Hermione on his side did he not say anything about her not dropping her other job instantly, "Very well. 3 nights a week plus any business during the daylight hours that we cannot handle."

"Excellent, it will a privilege working for you," the witch yawned slightly, "If you'll excuse me I am in need of a rest. Would you like me to collect your money tomorrow and bring it in?"

"Yes, thank you," Eric and Pam both watched in interest as Hermione rose and apparated away, "Shit."