A young Lord appeared in Gringotts on July 31st.
Clothed in the dark black robes that the Wizarding nobility seemed to favor, he paced quickly to the counter, murmuring to the goblin at the counter who hastily led him away.
The goblin, when he returned to serving the other patrons of the bank, seemed happier (well, for a goblin) and even the rude wizards serving appeared to have no affect on him.
When the wizard left the bank, he also appeared to be happy and was sporting a large ring, that seemed to be bursting with magic aura.
With his hood over his head in late afternoon he didn't seem to be drawing any questions, (with the arrival of Voldemort's presence in their previously peaceful world, many wore hoods.), he gave a look either way, before Disapparating.
"How did it go?" Hermione asked nervously, biting her lip.
"The goblins were more than happy to help, as you knew they would be Lady Longbottom." Harry sent a nod the elder woman's way. "I have been emancipated easily, and the goblins have sent the papers to Madam Bones' friend in the Wizard Law and Citizenship department. Hermione should soon be under my care as soon as the goblins get the papers approved. I left a donation for St Mungos." Harry fidgeted uncomfortable at the idea of bribing someone and taking advantage of his money and parents former wealth.
"So does that mean I can go see my parents?" Hermione asked brightly.
"Unfortunately not Hermione. I think that we should get you moved to an estate and possibly invite your parents to join you as we think that Dumbledore will be on the lookout for you, as you are sure to be sent back to his care if you are found my him or his clique." Harry gave a slight grin at his description of the Order.
"I don't want to be treated like I'm some possession to be transported!" Hermione shouted, finally loosing her temper. "You can't lock me up in a tower like I'm some damsel to be held captive!"
"Hermione, you can still go out. Just as soon as you become my charge. You just need to wait a few days and you can go out just as normal." Harry attempted to placate her while Neville gave his grandmother a look that suggested she keep quiet.
"I have sat in this house all holidays while you babble on about your stupid customs that I am not a part of and being unable to touch the books in the library for the most part I have nothing to do! I don't even have any of my own clothes!" Hermione seemed only to gain anger as she shouted.
"Hermione if you want you could join us as Harry and I learn." Neville said quietly, daring his grandmother to challenge him. "You'll be attending balls with us anyway and I'm sure that you'll catch on quickly. Besides we have to go out tomorrow and you need to know how to act."
Hermione sniffed, before giving a slight nod of assent.
The next day a group of chattering teen nobility arrived in France, Auxerre, dressed in fine robes and three of which had newly blonde hair.
Theo was whispering in Hermione's ear, talking about a set of Runes his tutor had found him, which she was fascinated by.
Neville and Susan were casually ribbing Harry while Luna trailed behind, taking in the magical side of the major town, observing the beauty the town contained. "You know this is the perfect breeding ground for Nicleburrs." She pointed out an alleyway bathed in silvery magic light.
"Really?" Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yes. They are quite fond of silvers and light colours, especially in the alley way spaces and capacity's." Luna gave a serene smile.
The streets were busy, and it seemed that the group of teens was of little concern of the general public, as there was multiple groups in the streets and the shops.
Though Harry had been fitted with robes and other clothes the other day, Hermione literally had nothing as she had escaped her home with only her wand and the clothes on her back. So Susan had dragged them into a clothes shop, where Hermione was to be fitted with robes.
It was a chill room, with silk couches around and pale purple wall, and racks of clothing in the middle.
"Bonjour mademoiselles, monsieur's." The sale assistant said cooly, crossing the room to greet them.
"Bonjour. J'ai une réservation pour Lady Bones." Susan said in well articulated French, holding her own against the haughty assistant.
"Oui Lady. Venir cette façon." She turned abruptly, letting her long blonde hair flick as the six teens were forced to follow.
"Lequel d'entre vous?" She asked, handing out a glass of champagne to each of the teens as they stood or seated themselves in the V.I.P. lounge /changing rooms.
"Trois d'entre nous. Nous aimerions un ensemble de peignoirs chacune et une garde-robe pour mon ami." Susan answered quickly, almost as if French was her first language.
The sales assistants eyes lit up at that. A whole outfit? "Les dernières tendances de la mode?"
"Quoi d'autre si il y a?" Susan replied snobbily, playing the part of a socialite well, folding her arms over her chest.
Although the others had not being paying attention to what was going on they gave her a look and she hurried off, coming back with piles of clothing.
The girls were sent to seperate change rooms, where they were clothed in silk, satin and velvet, with house elves and the assistant fitting them.
Susan and Luna finished quickly, while Hermione was clothed again and again, much to her exasperation.
The others stood tapping their feet, talking quietly amongst themselves.
"Mademoiselle Estee!" A voice call out. "Où êtes-vous?J'ai besoin de ces robes réparé professionnellement!"
The voice demanding and edgy, high pitched as though the owner did not care who she inconvenienced, only wanting to gain something herself.
Annoyed Theo leant off the wall, looking rather like a cat. "Madam." He greeted the pale, blonde Lady who was walking into the V.I.P. section disregarding the fact that someone else might be getting ready. "I'm afraid you will have to come back as currently Mademoiselle Estee is busy attending to my friend."
"Lady Malfoy, Lord Nott. And I care not if your low class friend is being attended to, my robes need to be fixed for an important hearing, where I shall be obtaining a lot of money." The confirmed Death Eaters wife sniffed, seeming not to notice Harry or Neville as they had their hair charmed blonde.
"My friend is of higher class than you ever could be." Theo snarled, unsharacteristically showing emotion. "And Mademoiselle is clearly unable to see you. If you would please leave."
"I will not have you ordering me around!" Narcissa exclaimed haughtily. "I insist -"
"Please stop." Hermione wrenched the doors open, displaying herself in robes of turquoise which were tight around the bust. "Honestly, it's just a pair of robes. I can get them anywhere else, but I wouldn't want to cause Mademoiselle Estee any annoyance."
"A mudblood?" The former Black let her lips snarl, disgust evident on her face. "Forgive me, I think I am well and fine. I will not be shopping in this boutique again. And I will personally make sure your father hears about the company you are now keeping Nott."
The hair that had previously been charmed blonde had been reverted to its dark hair.
Theodore looked rather anxious, though he was not about to back down from protecting Hermione, he faltered for a moment.
"Well, if you do not like my filthy blood Lady Malfoy, I suggest you leave immediately." Hermione snarled, as Harry moved to step in and Susan looked on the scene with undisguised shock.
The Lady gave a haughty sniff before turning on her heel and exiting the shop.
Theo looked over to hermione, asking if she was okay but she was looking at Mademoiselle Estee who had emerged looking very flustered.
"I am sorry to have caused you discomfort. I hope that this will not harm any of your business." Hermione spoke sincerely, before Harry stepped up.
"I would like to provide the store with a donation. think of it as a down payment. I would like you to fit Em Granger (Harry used Hermione's new title) with only the finest clothes, making sure that she is the best dressed witch in all of Europe." Harry dropped a sack of galleons on the lounge.
"I would like to also." Susan stepped forward, finding a couple of galleons.
"I'm not a charity case." Hermione blushed red in anger and proud embarrassment.
"No you're not. And one day you will be able to pay us all back." Theo said as he and Neville dropped their own sum of gold onto the growing pile. "However now you cannot do so now. And you need to be the best dressed woman in all of society, and show everyone that their prejudices stand in their way, clouding judgement." Theo seemed almost embarrassed that he had not stuck up for Hermione, however he was ashamed. most definitely.
"Mademoiselle Estee, we would be ever so grateful if you were able to make the best wardrobe possible, make it fit for a princess." Susan pleaded. "I do not want that vile woman on top. Could we book you to regularly come?"
As Hermione continued to protest the others hushed her, vengeful smiles on their faces as they thought of their future victory.
Just to clarify a few things:
Susan and Harry are not going out
no one is as of present
'Em' is the term for handmaiden
it comes from a traditional name of the Hunters of Artemis
The Hunters of Artemis are her 'handmaidens'
Hermione has been adopted by Harry and is therefore the Houses/ Harry's child, however she will never inherit his title, as she is older than him
this mean her title is Em
*excuse my terrible French
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