I am aware of your situation as of finding Ronald Weasley. He will be attending a meeting in Borgin and Burkes this Friday at 11:30 PM. My best regards.

Hermione stared at the note before she read and reread it. This had to be another Death Eater, or maybe a spy from the Order, in which case it would have to be Snape. Sleep would have to wait. She was almost out the bedroom door when she stopped herself against her own will and made herself go back to the bed and lay down. She had to sleep. The note clutched to her chest she finally settled into a deep slumber.

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Chapter 2-Borgin and Burkes

When Hermione woke she ran upstairs to find Sirius. She knocked on his door and he called come in. She chose ignore the fact that her stomach clenched when she saw his bare chest and jumped strait to the point while sitting next to him on his bed.

"Has anyone been in here?"

"I've decided to keep my bedroom to myself for a while." He grinned.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "No, in Head Quarters."

"Oh, well in the past week it's just been you and me, then on Christmas day when Harry, Lupin and the Weasleys dropped in."

Hermione nodded. So who ever it was snuck in. "Thanks Sirius." She walked out of his room and decided to pack. She wanted to be at Hogwarts tomorrow morning. And tomorrow night she would be at Borgin and Burkes. She packed quickly and then spent ten minutes trying to figure out what to do. She knew Sirius would want to get out of the house. She had heard him walk downstairs while she was packing and headed down to the kitchen. He was standing against the counter eating and egg with the Prophet in his hands.

"Sirius, would you like to walk down to the park?" There was a park down the street where hardly any of the other residents went, and when someone went with him Sirius was happy to get out.

Instead of replying he turned to his big black dog with a happy yip. She laughed at the sad eyes he gave her and they ran out of the house and down the street. Hermione through sticks for him until he got bored of it then they wrestled round. When they were tired Hermione leaned against a tree with Sirius curled up beside her, his giant head on her lap. As she thought about the letter she began to unconsciously stroke his soft head. From the dark trees to left of them a person clothed in fine black clothes watched them, his wand in his hand.

The next day Hermione headed off to Hogwarts, leaving Sirius with a giant hug. When she arrived she told McGonagall that she thought she knew where Ron might be and that she was leaving, McGonagall said she'd allow her out of the castle and keep anyone else from asking questions. Hermione went to her classes, and slept for a while. At an hour till midnight she went down to Gryffindor common room to wait for McGonagall. When she arrived the professor led Hermione through the halls, out the front door, and through the grounds to the gate. Hermione thanked her professor with a nod and with a sigh, apparated to Knockturn alley.

Borgin and Burkes was dusty and gloomy as usual, and bear of any people. Hermione found a good place to hide where she could easily fire a spell into any corner of the room and waited. When Ron appeared a hatred coursed through her that was so strong she thought she might kill him there and now. But she was also curious about the reason for them to be here, not that it was new. Death Eaters loved Borgin and Burkes.

There was a long discussion about some kind of special weapon, after which they discussed their real purpose there that night. A mission for Ron. "Get Harry bloody Potter away from that beaver faced know-it-all and bring him here, The Dark Lord wants him alive, and I don't care if you beat him dizzy to do it. Get him here! In fact bring the beaver brat if you have too, both alive."

At the words "beaver faced know-it-all" Hermione swore the Death Eater closest to her flinched. She chose to ignore it and waited for the rest of the Death Eaters to leave. Ron stood alone against the counter for a moment and Hermione climbed out of her hiding place to hex him into oblivion when another witch approached him. Hermione shrank back.

"Would you like me to take care of the beaver for you?" She crooned. Hermione fake gagged and decided to hex them both. She was all but ready to when another sight stopped her in her tracks. Ron was kissing the witch passionately, like he had never kissed her. Hermione's face bunched up in anger. Stupid red haired fuc- is he seriously touching her butt!? Indeed he was. Hermione jumped forward and shouted the body bind spell at the witch then turned to Ron.

"I know everything Weasley! And I will kill you right now if you don't willingly come with me to confront the rest."

"Now, now Mione we never talked to each other like this." The pure-blood-Death-Eater drawl in his voice as he stepped too close to her.

"Don't call me Mione! And don't you dare touch me, you bastard!" She was pleased to see him pause for a moment but he kept coming. "I'm serious Ronald!" She hissed raising her wand to point at his face.

"Come on Hermione, you know you want to have it easy, to stop fighting and hurting. That's what I wanted. The Dark Lord helped me do that, he can help you too. Really, you won't have to hurt anymore."

Hermione laughed bitterly. "I'd rather die a thousand painful deaths than join Voldemort."

Ron flinched. "Don't say his name!"

"Ha! A true Death Eater, scared shitless by his own wonderful master's name." She was sure she had never cursed this much in the past sixteen years of her life, but right now Ronald was making her really mad.

"He is wonderful! You can find that out too! He can help you stop hurting, you won't have to worry about fighting anymore."

"That's all hippogriff dung Weasley! He's the one making me hurt, it's like I said before: I'd rather die a thousand painful deaths than join him!"

"Your wish is my command, Mione."

She saw Ron raise his wand and just stupefy was about to leave her lips she heard him hiss crucio. She couldn't believe the pain! So strong, so strong, so…strong… Her own screaming was becoming faint in her ears and the blackness was closing in. Somewhere above her she heard a voice.

"That is enough Weasley! The Dark Lord didn't want her dead! Get your arse out of here!" A Death Eater.

The pain had stopped and the voice was slightly familiar, but she couldn't open her eyes to see a face. She gasped as she shifted on the hard floor and the pain raced through her. This time the blackness did engulf her.

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