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Chapter 43: A Threatening Visit

The night then went on rather calmly to general astonishment. Sirius had feared for every minute that had passed to learn that Remus had escaped from his cage. He laughs at the thought that he missed the opportunity to have a good night's sleep. Hermione had been awake all night to make sure that such a problem did not happen. If at least her powers could help her relatives a little, she would not fight the Darkness in vain. She installed a small screen of opacity around Remus so that he could dress as he pleased without fearing the eyes of others. Hermione had taken this initiative the moment the wizard had resumed his human form.

- It was a long time since I had not lived a full moon so calm... he exclaimed with a big smile.

- What do you mean? Hermione asked.

- Generally, I wake up with a good headache and aches everywhere. Yet this morning, I feel almost ... Relaxed!

Hermione could only smile broadly. She was delighted to know her former teacher relaxed. He would be, indeed, the only one of the group in this state. Ruby then wakes up when she hears Remus and Hermione conversing. She yawned for a long time, the wolf was, in fact, not a morning person; it took her some time to fully regain her senses. The former Defence against the Dark Arts professor thanked her. He could barely remember the last time he had had company during a transformation. It had to go back to the time of the Marauders.

The trio returned to the castle while giving Ruby time to really wake-up. They then found all the rest of the group that happened to be at breakfast. Not having any appetite, Hermione pretended a need for rest to isolate herself a little. The witch had a strong headache caused by Rumple's throbbing voice in her skull.

"You could have killed both of them while they slept. Or even better, open the Werewolf's cage, it would have been so funny. "

She circled her room again and again. It annoyed her deeply for having that voice that tortured her. Hermione was about to go head first into the wall when someone knocked on her door. The young witch suspected that it was not her mother or no one else in her group, they would announce themselves before entering without really bothering to hit. She was more than surprised to see that it was King Arthur himself.

- Your majesty, what is the pleasure of seeing you?

Hermione moved away a bit, letting the king in. She wanted only one thing: to be alone. But she could not push him away; after all, she was living in his castle for the moment.

- I will be pretty direct with you, Miss. I know you are the Darkone. Do not deny it, it's a fact, not a question.

- What do you want from me? asked the witch on her guard.

The king then presented his sword to a Hermione still on the defensive.

- It's Excalibur, I'm wrong?

- No, you're right. But I'm going to show you something that no one should know, out of this room.

Without giving her time to react, he unsheathed Excalibur. Presenting it gently to the young witch, she could only notice the missing end of the blade. It was pretty quickly that she realized that it was her dagger that was the piece to complete the sword. She did not dare to touch the blade even though the temptation was more than great. Her magic in her was bubbling in the presence of the legendary sword.

- I would not question your intelligence. You understand that your dagger is what is missing from this sword.

- That still does not answer my question: What do you want from me?

Arthur grunted a bit before recovering. He took the time to sit in front of the young witch, still in the entrance of the door. This one imitated it settled down in front of the king.

- I need your dagger to complete Excalibur. Once the sword is complete and fully usable, I will be able to destroy the very essence of Drack Magic and to remove you from this heavy burden of yours.

It was extremely tempting. Hermione dreamed of not hearing Rumple's accursed voice anymore. Yet one thing stopped her in her desire to help Arthur. When she looked into the eyes of the king, it was not compassion she saw there or sincerity, kindness. It was, on the contrary, a thirst for powers she had already seen in abject beings like Lucius Malfoy. It was out of the question for her to help someone like him. It was unimaginable that she confided her dagger to a man like him.

- No way. And even if I wanted to help you, I do not have my dagger. So you are addressing the wrong person, your Majesty.

He got up then and approached her with a more than threatening air before grabbing her arm. He had come here to retrieve the dagger and was planning to leave this room once he had it in his possession. Hermione panicked, certainly she knew how to defend herself but she did not want this meeting to end in drama. Yet she could not hold back a stream of magic that threw Arthur back against the wall. This made him momentarily lose consciousness.

The young woman then ran out of the room. She wanted to run away from this castle. Far from those who wanted to take advantage of her magic or those she could hurt by using it.

Note : I'm really sorry I did not publish anything for a month. I had a big drop in motivation on the writing side. But everything is fine for the rest, I have already written the 44 and half of the 45!