Hermione looked around the table at her men. She sighed and then nodded her head. "Ok, but you have to promise me that you won't be out for blood just yet. We can come up with a plan later. I also would like to know what happened when you all felt the spell take hold an activate, but you can tell me that story a bit later."
The men sat silent and still. They knew this would be hard for Hermione to relive.
"Well let's see here, it all started last year when we went to the ministry to save Sirius from Voldemort. Harry had some vision or something that showed Sirius being tortured at the end of one of the aisles in the prophecy room. We got there and everything was all silent. I tried to let Harry know that it was a trap, but he wouldn't hear a word of it. He was hell bent on saving Sirius though. Ron had noticed the place was empty, but he still chose Harry over me. I guess he never really thought much of me. Both, of them for that matter never cared for me if they could treat like this." Hermione was close to tears, somehow she still did care for the two nitwits that used to be her friends but that was slowly changing.
"Go on sweet girl, please I need to know what happened so I can deal with me son. He is still locked in Grimmauld place isn't he?" James looked up at Hermione. If the story was going the way he thought it was going he was going to skin his own child alive and then bring Lily back from the dead so she could get a piece of Harry as well.
"Ok, yes. Just give me a minute please." Hermione leaned over onto Corban who was stroking her hair to keep her calm. "I believe Harry's exact words were something along the lines of Yes for the last bleeding time. He's here I know it he's here. He's got to be behind one of these doors. Here help me come on help me. Harry wouldn't listen to reason then. We spread out and marked the doors that were empty with glowing red x's. Harry said he would recognize the room that Sirius was in from his vision. If we found it before him we were supposed to holler at him to come check it out. One of us, I can't remember, finally opened the right door, which again was an empty room except for all of the prophecies. It was definitely a trap, and I don't know how many times I told Harry that. Eventually something triggered the death eaters that we were in the ministry, and we had to fight our way out." Hermione had to stop and catch her breath. She knew the next words out of her mouth would forever change Harry's relationship with several people in the room.
"I told Harry again that we had fallen right into a trap, and he went into a rage. I won't ever forget the next words he said to me, because that's what changed our relationship for good. The next words Harry spoke to me were, Shut up, SHUT up. You're lying he's here; I know it he's here. You know you're nothing but a mudblooded bitch, you've never cared about anyone but yourself." Hermione had to stop and compose herself. After all the friendship she had with Ron and Harry now had an official end to it.
"Ron of course took Harry's side. They never take my side. I was always the one they could depend on to save their asses. I did everything for them. For five fucking years I checked their homework, made sure they studied for exams, tried to save their lives more than once, and this is the fucking thanks I get? I get called a mudblood, told I'm worthless that I'm nothing more then the dragon dung under their boots? I don't think so. I won't put up with it any longer. That was honestly the tipping point for them. I guess they couldn't stand that I was right again. They've flown off the handle at me before when Sirius sent Harry the fire bolt after his nimbus got turned to dust, but really that's a different story." Hermione could sense Sirius and James tensing up at her words.
"Go on Princess. Tell us the rest of the story." Corban's deep voice sounded in her ear. He was still playing with her hair. He was braiding and unbraiding it over and over again to keep her calm.
"Ok, well some of you know the next part anyways because you were there. I tried again to make Harry see sense that we'd been led into a trap. He still wasn't having it and then Lucius imperio'd him to hand over the prophecy on row 205 about him and the dark lord. No one could touch it except Harry or Tom. Harry had gotten the orb and was about to hand it over when Luna told him to drop the orb and let the prophecy go into the Ether. Thankfully Harry dropped the orb and all we heard was the last line of the prophecy. Then the order showed up to fight and to get us out. Harry thought Sirius had been tied up somewhere and was surprised when he showed up with the order. We were almost out of the Department of Mysteries when we entered the veil room to try and exit out the other side. Unfortunately I believe Bella and a few others followed us into the room. Harry was heading towards the veil when I tried to stop him again and he didn't listen til Sirius told him not to go over that way." Hermione knew this next part would kill Sirius and James. But she had to let them know so they could have a talk with Harry.
"Somehow we got stuck in the room of death without being able to escape. Bellatrix was fighting Sirius, and I was standing next to Sirius near the veil. Bellatrix shot several spells towards Sirius who was slowly inching backwards. He blocked all but one. One spell found its mark and pushed Sirius backwards through the veil. I was the one standing next to Sirius and Harry again rounded on me when I tried to pull him out of the veil room and to safety. It was apparently my fault and not Bella's that Sirius was dead. They've blamed me for Sirius's death for the entire summer and they've been right shitty about it too. I wanted to get Harry out before he got killed too, I told him that Sirius would want us to go get help, that there was nothing we could do for him at that minute, but that made me nothing more than a worthless mudblooded bitch in his eyes." Hermione looked over at Sirius who was slowly wringing his hands together.
"When I get a hold of that little twerp and his scumbag of a buddy they'll wish they'd never been born. Sorry James, I know he's your son and all, but that's no excuse for him to treat Hermione that way. That girl has been good to his ass for way too long." Sirius looked over at James who was slowly turning purple.
"If you don't kill him first, then I will. But he needs a strict talking too. He won't get away with things I promise dear girl. Before he dies, he'll pay for what he's done to you. Now that explains Harry somewhat, but what about Ron?" James looked over at Hermione. He had a feeling what she said next would have them all in an uproar.
"Well Ron has always been a follower; he's never been able to make up his mind by himself. If Harry says jump, Ron says how high. Apparently sometime after we got back to the school and we told Dumbledore what happened, they decided that I had to pay. Afterall everything was somehow my fault. Anyways from what I could gather they came up with some sort of plan. I had no knowledge of said plan until after Sirius's funeral and after they had started it. I suppose everything went further downhill when at the reading of Sirius's will the Weasleys found out that Harry got Kreacher, the Weasleys were left nothing, and I was left Grimmauld place and Sirius's entire fortune. I firmly believe that they thought they could bully me into giving up the house and money or they could steal it from me. I guess they didn't realize I had signed the papers, and they were royally pissed when they figured out I had. Molly Weasley has been bullying me, she never liked me anyways. That however is a different story." Hermione wiped her eyes; she was crying again because she knew she had to tell her men the next part and this is the part that killed her every time. "Harry actually told me he was going to contest the will. He hasn't tried yet, but I know he probably will soon."
"The plan that the dimwits and that fucking moronic chess playing fool of a headmaster had concocted was that Harry and Ron would let me visit my parents one last time and get my stuff from them. They, however, weren't home, I didn't get to see them, the next day I heard that they had been murdered. There was nothing left of them, the car, the house. The Muggle police said it was Arson, but I later find out after overhearing an order meeting that it was Ron and Harry that had done it. They apparently had drugged me one night, stole my wand and then went and hid it in the black library in that book, that supposedly I shouldn't have been able to touch. I don't know who my true family is, but I intend to find out before I make them pay. Anyways, after they hid my wand they went and murdered my parents. They didn't stand a chance against them. Molly has been relentlessly breaking into Grimmauld place at the worst times too. Ron has done it as well, that's why I put blood wards up, but apparently someone carved a hole or something because they shouldn't have been able to enter the property, but they have." Hermione noticed the silence and looked around.
The men let out an outrageous cry. "I promise you Milaya Malyshka Moya Printsessa they will pay. They will rue the day they crossed you." Antonin shot up out of his seat and went over to pull Hermione up. "We will take care of you, don't worry, those who crossed you are now on my list, and no one wants to be on my list."
"What exactly do you do with those on your list Antonin?" Hermione wrapped her arms around him. "Please tell me that I can either help or watch or both. I want to see them get what they deserve." Hermione smiled up at Antonin.
The men looked at Hermione. "Well I guess now is as good a time as any to figure out who I'm related too. I would like to know which pureblood family I came from, but I'm honestly tired and hungry so maybe in the morning yes. And then we can go back over to Grimmauld and take the trash out." Hermione was stronger than they gave her credit and all her men loved that about her.
"Sounds good babygirl, We'll have you dolled up like a proper princess too. Ronald fuckwitted Weasley can eat his heart out. We'll let the elves take care of things for now, but it looks like they've gotten dinner ready so let's eat and then you can spend the night in you own room or chose one of us to spend the night with. It's up to you Princess." Thorfinn was not going to be out done by the silver-tongued Russian.
"Ohhh yummy, it looks like the elves have made all my favorites. I think I'll take my own room for tonight though, but honestly don't be surprised if I sneak into one of your all's room by the end of the night. I have horrible nightmares most of the time and sometimes even though I prefer to be alone, it seems my body just wants someone or something to cuddle up too." Hermione sat back down at the table in Rodolphus's lap. "You know, Roddy, I would love to see the look on Bella's face if she could see this. Before we kill her, for killing Sirius, I think we should first get you divorced from her and then secondly send her an invite to the wedding she'll never make it too. What say you all?"
"Oh and James, I know Lily is dead for now, but if we do bring her back will we have an issue with her or what's the story there?" Hermione just know remembered that Lily should probably get a piece of Harry as well and take Molly to task for the way she's been treating a girl who for all intents and purposes was brought up as a muggleborn witch.
"No, no Lily and I were in the process of getting divorced when we were murdered on that Halloween night. I think she'd like you, but yes, I do believe that she would want a part of Harry as well. It's only fair, I think each of us should get a turn to torture or talk to Harry though. I think before we start anything we need to let them wonder why they can't leave Grimmauld place. There are also some other things we need to discuss, but we can do that over breakfast in the morning. I believe I will retire to bed now though my dear. If you do happen to have a nightmare, do feel free to come to my room." James slowly looked up and down Hermione's body. She may have been sitting on Rodolphus's lap, but he was gunning for a chance to get her into his bed. He knew that when it was his turn he could make her body sing for him.
Hermione looked down and blushed. "Well thank you. I shall keep that in mind. I believe I'm going to retire too. Twisty!" Hermione called for the elf that took her things earlier. "Would you care to show me to my room please?" Hermione got up and gave each of her men a kiss on the cheek. "I will see you in the morning. Please don't worry if you hear me screaming. The nightmares sometimes get the best of me. "Thank you Twisty, I appreciate it."
Twisty popped in and grabbed Hermione and led her to the bedroom that was to be hers. "Here you go, Missy Granger. Everything is already set up for you."