Chapter Seventeen
Unimaginable
Harry appeared next to Tonks and Hermione, laughing at the fact that Tonks still couldn’t Apparate without falling over and taking someone with her. He moved quickly and helped Hermione to her feet. Though they were all happy to be celebrating the holidays with their friends, Harry and Hermione were very disappointed.
Ron and Ginny had chosen to stay behind at Hogwarts. Ron argued that since Remus would be at Headquarters during the holidays, it would be best for him to stay at the castle. Ginny simply said that she wanted to stay with Colin, much like Fred had refused to leave George. Since Percy was now a teacher, he was required to stay, but he wasn’t bothered by it.
Harry couldn’t help but think that the real reason why so many of the Weasley children chose to stay away was because this would be their first Christmas without their father. Arthur had always been so jovial and kind; this would undoubtedly be a very difficult time.
In the end, Ron ushered Harry and Hermione out of the dormitory. Harry tried to put his worries aside and help decorate Grimmauld Place. The house was completely renewed. Everything was cheerful and bright. Molly had obviously taken over the kitchen because amazing smells wafted through the whole space.
Hermione and Harry spent a great deal of time chatting with Molly. They all laughed, hearing stories of the Weasley Christmases past. Remus listened in on several of their conversations and liked telling stories about the holidays he shared with the Marauders.
“The year your folks got married, Harry, James had no idea what to get Lily. He searched all over Hogsmeade and London trying to find a decent present. Finally, I asked Lily what she wanted, art supplies, and told James putting him out of his misery. Would have been fine, if Sirius hadn’t pointed out that it was completely unoriginal and boring. It was a sad moment for James. He became even more worked up.
‘Finally, I suggested that he take her to Paris to see some of the art at the Lourve. So he set up a very romantic excursion. They bashed around Paris’ museums, drank a lot of excellent wine, and came back with a hundred memories. When they returned, James surprised her with a small art studio in the attic of their old house. He sent in a crew of workers, namely me, Sirius, and Peter, to set up easels, canvases, and all things artistic. I’ve never seen her happier. She kissed James, and then she kissed the rest of us. Course Sirius wouldn’t be himself if he hadn’t put her in a dip and tried to slip her the tongue. And that’s the story of how Sirius found out how dangerous a SpitFire can really be,” Moony finished dramatically.
Molly was laughing heavily behind the towel she held in her hand and Hermione let out an uncharacteristic giggle.
“Oh no, what happened?” Hermione exclaimed excitedly.
“She took a swing at him and missed. Then she spat at his leg causing clothes caught fire, and levitated him out of the house stark naked,” Remus said in a bored voice.
By this time, Harry was laughing forcefully, “Did Mum and Sirius ever get along?” He choked out.
“Oh, Sirius loved Lily. We all did. James was his best friend, so when they got married, Sirius assumed that she wanted to be married to him as well. It was so strange when I would give Lily a hug or kiss to say ‘hello,’ and they would both yell, ‘Get your hands off my wife!” Remus smiled fondly at the memory, “The moment they arrived at the reception of their wedding, Sirius asked her when she would come to her senses and run off with him. It was just a running gag. He never really made her angry or upset, but if he tried something you could bet that Lily would put him in his place.”
The friends enjoyed reminiscing but soon it was Christmas Eve and Harry remembered that he was going to the Dursleys. Harry was nervous at best. He hadn’t had a Christmas at the Dursleys’ in years. Remus had gone by to see Harry’s aunt the previous week. He told Harry that he, Molly, Tonks, Moody, Hermione and Harry would be going. Kingsley had also worked out a way to keep Vernon out of the house in case they needed extra time.
On Christmas morning Harry woke to find several large presents waiting for him. Hedwig was already weighed down with presents from Fred, Ginny, Susan, Ron, and Neville. He hurried to help her and smiled at the incredible gifts.
Fred had bought him a Remembrall. This one was larger than Neville’s had been and supposed to be much more accurate. Ron had bought an amazing stash of sweets as well as a real golden Snitch. Harry was in awe of his present, but put it aside making a mental note to thank Ron heartily.
Neville gave Harry a book on Herbology. It described how magical gardens could be designed defensive strategies. The book detailed a way to manipulate the structure of several deadly plants to attack unwanted guests or intruders. At the very least, Harry thought that it would be an interesting read and set it aside to read Susan’s card.
Harry, you have been so sweet to me, I had no idea what to get you. I hope you like it.
Susan Bones
Harry tore into the package and pulled out a picture of him and Susan. They were dancing, twirling madly to the music Fred had piped into the hospital wing. Harry didn’t even remember someone snapping a picture. He could see Hermione spinning wildly with Roni in the background, so he assumed that Fred was the photographer.
Lastly, he picked up Ginny’s present. He was hesitant to open it, because he felt so strongly for her, but he knew he had to see what she had gotten him. He opened the slender box carefully and eased out five beautiful quills.
Harry
The quills are made from the phoenixes your mother branded. I thought you would like to have a piece of them. They each donated a tail-feather. I hope you have a great holiday. See you when you get back to Hogwarts.
Ginny Weasley
Harry couldn’t help but smile at the stunning quills. Each one was a different colour: white, red, navy, black and green. He thought of Voerlute, the only phoenix he had seen since the Awakening. She was the white one. She was so white, that when the light caught her feathers, she would shine a golden hue. He was lost in his thoughts until Hermione came in.
“Merry Christmas, Harry,” she said as she crossed the room to kiss his cheek. “And thank you for those huge volumes on Healing. You and Ron must have spent a fortune on those things!”
Harry laughed and draped an arm over her shoulder, “They weren’t, really. Susan got the same thing from us only different texts. Together you have ten enormous books on medicine and Healing. You have to share but we thought you would both be happy.”
“Remind me to give Ron a huge hug when we get back,” Hermione chuckled, “I have your present, too. I wasn’t sure what to get you this year, but quite literally something fell out of the air,” she ended with mystery.
Harry tore into a thin box and stared at a gilded picture frame. He smiled as he saw that it was not another picture, but actually a letter.
My dear friend,
Regardless of whether or not we know each other, I can guarantee that you know someone I love very much. I know this because you own Mercutio. He is a phoenix that I branded and have predetermined for your ownership.
My son is Harry James Potter. I have chosen Mercutio to be bound to a person that has shown my son unwavering loyalty and friendship. Help him with all that he has before him and please tell him that I love him, so very much.
In friendship,
Lily Potter
Harry gazed for some time at his mother’s letter. He smiled at her neat penmanship as Hermione explained its origin.
“A few days ago this beautiful bird landed on my shoulder. He appeared out these amazing flames and scared me half to death. Thank heavens Ginny had been with me or I wouldn’t have any idea what was going on. She told me that when Mercutio gave me his tail-feather, it meant that he was meant to be with me. The next day, I went to show Ron the feather, but it was gone. In its place was this letter. I thought you would like to have it,” Hermione finished.
“Its great, Hermione, thank you,” Harry whispered, “I wish I could see the phoenix, though.”
Hermione smiled sweetly at him, “Mercutio,” she called.
In a flood of golden flames, an emerald green bird appeared. He landed gently on Hermione’s knee and looked up at her expectantly.
“Harry wanted to meet you,” Hermione told the bird sweetly.
Harry looked on in awe as the phoenix turned its emerald head and stared at him. After the bird appraised him carefully and chirped a few sweet notes, Hermione kissed him gently on the head. Mercutio then vanished in a whirl of blinding flames.
“So, you are the owner of Mercutio; that is great! I’m really glad that you have a pet whose tears have healing powers. I’ll worry less,” Harry laughed as he got out from under the wrappings of his presents.
“Right, well you should get dressed. We are leaving to meet you Aunt at six and I know that Molly is cooking an amazing feast for brunch,” Hermione declared as she hugged him and left the room.
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Molly Weasley had indeed made a feast for the family. Only a few minutes before she served, she was escorted into the parlour by her eldest son. Bill and Fleur had surprised her by wrapping her present in a very large box. She had to get through eight layers of bows and wrapping before Charlie jumped out of the box and gave her a loud kiss on the cheek. Everyone laughed at the joke and immediately noticed the joy Molly felt by having her second son home.
Charlie seemed to bring out the energy of everyone. He sang songs and helped his mother. He regaled Harry with stories of his dragons and flirted obnoxiously with Hermione. After Charlie let his mother fill his plate for a fourth time, he pointed out that it was nearly half-past four and they should be getting ready to leave for the Dursleys.
They were taking regular, Muggle cars. Harry didn’t ask how they came to get them, but when Moody arrived at half past five, Harry heard him whisper something about the benefits of having Mundungus in the Order. They all piled into the cars and were off. Harry was pleased to notice that the cars moved very quickly through traffic, similar to the Knight bus but without the waves of nausea that followed. In a surprisingly short trip, they were at number four Privet Drive and knocking upon his Aunt’s door.
They entered into a festive living room that was beautifully decorated. Harry heard Hermione whisper that it looked like a painting. He could smell the powerful fragrances of the real Christmas tree. He smiled as he watched Molly investigate the lovely glass bulbs and ornaments on the tree. Though he was swept away into the picturesque room, he had enough sense to shake Dudley’s hand as he was escorted through the doorway.
Hermione hugged Hagar who collected the coats from the group as Aunt Petunia swept in from the kitchen with a large tray of hot cocoa. Discussions exploded in several different directions as Aunt Petunia drew Harry into a quick hug and began firing questions about his first term. Tonks and Remus were joking with Dudley while Hagar and Hermione dissolved into a fit of giggles and high pitched whispers.
Soon presents were produced and everyone looked on as Harry got his first real present from his Aunt. It was a small golden pocket watch. Harry noticed that there was an engraving on the back. The first said: WP/CM while the second read: JP/LE. He noticed that it did not tell the time as he gently opened the cover. Instead of the time, he saw small indicators of action, much like the clock the Weasleys’ owned. In place of numbers, it read:
Up to no good, Sleeping in, Flirting, Nicking food from the kitchen, Making Mother angry, On the Couch, Buying a present, In danger, Naked, Teaching the children to misbehave, Madly in love with me.
Harry was lost by the inscriptions and handed it to Hermione who was peering over his shoulder to get a better look.
“I thought you might give him that,” Remus said knowledgeably to Petunia, as he softly lifted it out of Hermione’s hand.
Aunt Petunia took his cue and began to explain her gift, “Harry several years ago, when Remus and I were an item, your mother showed me this watch. She said that these were the precursors to Indicators and that James’s father had given it to his mother on their wedding night. Any time she wanted to know where he was, all she had to do was look at the watch and she would know what he was doing. She said that she was going to have one made for me if Remus and I ever got married. Lily felt that there was a serious need to keep them from behaving like dogs, if I remember her exact words,” she smiled as Harry and Remus laughed at Lily’s slight of poor Sirius.
Harry loved his gift and tried to mumble his appreciation to Aunt Petunia, but he tripped over his words and awkwardly pushed his presents to Dudley and Aunt Petunia.
He laughed as Aunt Petunia realised that someone had snuck into their garbage and stole the mirror Uncle Vernon broke. Harry had given it to Dudley as a Christmas present. His cousin examined the mirror closely and smiled as he saw that the mirror didn’t have a single crack in it. Harry pulled his out and whispered Dudley’s name at it. Dudley watched as the mirror clouded and the produced the image of Harry’s face. Harry laughed at Dudley’s obvious intrigue and shock, and then turned his interest towards his Aunt.
She gently opened the slender package and carefully picked up the cold sticks of ice.
“I remembered a few years ago, Uncle Vernon had bought you some really beautiful ornaments for Christmas, but Ripper knocked over the tree when Aunt Marge was visiting. You were so upset because your brand new ornaments had been shattered. These are Everlasting Icicles. They won’t ever break and will always look great,” Harry explained.
A tear slid down her bony cheek, as she gazed at the magnificent gift. She was so touched that Harry remembered she was hurt when that awful mutt ruined her stunning ornaments from Vernon. She lifted them carefully out of the box and showed them to everyone there.
Harry and Dudley put the ornaments on the tree under the watchful eyes of Aunt Petunia and Molly. Hermione and Hagar were still whispering madly, only now Fleur had joined them. Soon, Bill was sitting with Dudley and Moody and they were trying with vigilant patience to explain Quidditch to the young Muggle boy.
At half past seven, Petunia served a delicious light dinner. She knew that most everyone would still be full from the banquet Molly would have prepared. Everyone was in a daze after the turkey and potatoes and they sat in contentment. At eight o’clock Molly said that it was time to be going.
Hagar kissed Harry on the cheek and pulled Hermione into a tight hug. Dudley and Harry shook hands heartily. They had come such a long way from archenemies to friends. What started out as simple respect had turned into an actual friendship and was on its way to becoming family. Molly and Petunia whispered to each other and gave the briefest of hugs before Harry turned to his aunt. They both didn’t know what to say andembraced warmly, in a way that Harry never remembered. Charlie, Hermione, Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Remus and Moody all said their goodbyes as the group put on their coats and gloves.
No one saw a car pull into the drive and everyone jumped as they heard a fierce yell from the back door.
“PETUNIA!” Vernon Dursley roared violently, “How could you bring this vile, despicable boy back into our house!”
Vernon crossed the room and grabbed Harry by the hair as he had many times before. In response, every wizard and witch pulled their wands and aimed directly at the large man, but Dudley stepped forward and waved them down. He grasped his father’s wrist and twisted it until he could no longer hold Harry.
“Dudley, don’t,” Harry said while rubbing his head.
“What is wrong with you?!” Hermione yelled at Vernon as she stepped forward to grasp Harry’s arm.
“I warned you, Petunia,” Vernon bellowed, ignoring Hermione. “I told you that if you ever let this wretch come anywhere near us again, I would throw you out. I meant it. I never should have wasted this much time on you. I should have thrown you out when I found that mirror. Get out of my house all of you. I have guests coming!” Vernon became surprisingly calm as he hissed his hatred out.
“You can’t throw Mum out. We’ll have no where to go!” Dudley exclaimed, matching his father’s tone.
“Son,” Vernon softened immediately, “you do not have to go with her, but I never want to see her again. A wife should be obedient and respectful to her husband. I took in this heathen because that Dumbledore bloke threatened me. Now he’s dead. As far as I’m concerned she is as worthless as Potter.”
“Dursley, a wife does not have to be obedient to a pompous brut of a husband like you. She has made a wonderful life and home for you, and you want to throw her out. You unappreciative, hateful man!” Molly screeched at him.
Vernon turned to sneer at Molly, but said nothing. Harry was amazed that all of his friends had allowed him to continue his rant thus far. His Aunt was visibly shaken.
“Vernon, please don’t do this,” she pleaded with him.
“Get out, I warned you Petunia, now GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Vernon exclaimed once again.
Silence rang through the room for a moment before there was a loud rap on the door.
“My guests are here, leave!” Vernon ordered as he swept past the Weasleys and opened the door.
Harry caught a glimpse of the ugly woman on the door step and the man who escorted her. She was well dressed and clean but he knew that face. He watched as his Uncle Vernon issued a warm welcome to them and just as they were about to slip into the house, something in Harry’s mind clicked. Though he tried to control it, the surge of magic slammed all the doors and windows shut and locked. Uncle Vernon was furious.
Harry was beyond livid, “who were those people?” he demanded.
“They are business associates of Vernon’s, I wrote you about them,” Aunt Petunia answered weakly while Vernon tried to pry the door open.
“You mean Fin and Trixie?” Harry asked.
“I don’t see how it matters, but yes,” Aunt Petunia sighed.
“Harry,” Hermione began, “what is it?”
“Fin and Trixie are old friends of ours, Fenrir and Bellatrix. The protection Dumbledore set up with Aunt Petunia is based on my mother’s blood. Dumbledore said as long as I have a home with Aunt Petunia, Voldemort couldn’t harm me here. Well, Vernon just made her homeless and we should be surrounded by Death Eaters any moment,” Harry ground out through gritted teeth.
“You really are a git, you know that, Vernon Dursley!” Hermione shouted as she tried to slap him.
Hagar clutched Hermione fearfully as they heard the distinctive cracks of wizards Apparating around them.
“Remus, what should we do?” Aunt Petunia whispered in panic as a wand began to tap on the window.
“Well, we need to get you all out of here first, any ideas?” Remus ran a hand through his hair as he looked around.
“Mercutio, my phoenix could take the Durselys and Hagar to my parents,” Hermione offered and the bird appeared instantly on her shoulder.
“Excellent, now for the Death Eaters, they will go on a rampage if we leave,” Remus stated simply.
“Why not send Fleur out first, followed closely by Mum and Tonks? She could turn up the Veela charm and the girls could fend off Bellatrix long enough for us to get into position,” Bill suggested with a small grin.
Remus looked at the girls who shrugged in response, “It might work but we need more help.”
As if on cue, two more phoenixes appeared. The first was Voerlute and she landed directly on Harry’s head. The second was midnight blue and landed on Remus’ shoulder.
“Not exactly what I had in mind, but it should work. Alright Mercutio, get the Muggles to Hermione’s and double back to make sure we are all out of here. Voerlute cover Moody, Bill, and Fleur. And you,” he said to the blue phoenix, “Sol, keep watch over Molly and Dora. Hermione stay close to Dora. Be careful out there,” he said as Fleur motioned to Harry to open the door.
Moody and Bill forcefully pulled Vernon from the door and pushed him towards Dudley and Petunia. Hagar reached up towards the amazing green bird and they were gone instantly. Harry had that momentary feeling of dread, that same feeling he had on the day of the attack in Diagon Alley. He silently prayed that they would all make it out alive and safe. He saw that Death Eaters were all peering into the house from the windows. Bellatrix was back to her hideous self as she waved at him and blew him kiss. Harry shuddered in repulsion.
The male Death Eaters easily fell into step with Fleur as she walked down the path and onto the street. Her hips swayed methodically and Harry could see why every man on the street was under her spell. Half of them had dropped their wands and were drooling, while the others flexed and posed for her. Tonks summoned the dropped wands and bound the droolers, while Molly and Bellatrix bowed for battle.
Harry, Charlie and Bill watched with anxious anticipation as the women in their lives take on dozens of Death Eaters. Remus made certain that Hagar and the Dursleys were out of the house before he signalled for them to get into a position to fight. Bill slipped out after Remus followed closely by Harry. Charlie brought up the rear and guarded Hermione as she bound, stunned, and disarmed Death Eaters.
Bill cast shielding charms over his wife and Tonks as he watched Remus and Moody take up a duel with Greyback. He wanted to attack Greyback himself, but felt he should take care of Fleur. He was accustomed to the Veela in her and smiled as she easily manipulated the Death Eaters. One was spouting poetry, when the next sang for her. Another was stripping down in the street, and yet another was doing a little jig. Bill bit back a laugh as the crowd was collected by Tonks and Hermione. Twenty were lying on the ground and Charlie was collecting wands.
Harry guarded Tonks and carefully watched that no hex flew astray. Remus was deep into battle with Greyback and when he could, Harry threw a curse or hex to help his friend. Moody was still fighting valiantly, but was bleeding from his remaining leg. Molly was in her element. Harry watched as she fought Lestrange with grace and smiled when Molly almost disarmed her.
Bellatrix threw every curse and hex she could think of, but Molly dodged them all easily. Molly looked entirely different. She was not angry or fierce. She looked as if she had merely been caught in a storm without an umbrella. This, of course, made Bellatrix furious and she threw curses at Fleur and Tonks to bait Molly.
Fleur tossed a fireball at Bellatrix and Bill cast a shield around the both of them. Molly’s resolve hardened and she began to fire at Bellatrix. She watched as Bellatrix narrowly missed a few dangerous curses. From his vantage point, Harry could see that Bellatrix was actually afraid. Molly Weasley grew more violent and matched Bellatrix with every sneer.
As soon as several Death Eaters were captured, it became obvious that more and more Death Eaters were coming to replace those Death Eaters that had been bound by Hermione or Tonks. Fleur threw a fireball here and there when one would slip from her spell, but for the most part, few were outside her reach. When the replacements began to arrive, however, she had to become more aggressive. She still had about ten men gazing at her, but by now ten new Death Eaters were throwing curses at her.
Bill, Charlie, and Harry tried their best to fight off the new arrivals but there were too many. Finally with the battle beginning to turn, Remus yelled out.
“Grab hands!” he exclaimed as the few Order members worked against the Death Eaters.
Charlie leapt forward and grabbed Hermione and Harry. Moody pushed himself to get to Molly just as Voerlute swept down and flashed them away. Harry barely saw Bill and Fleur vanish in ball of flame with Tonks and Remus. Hermione reached up, Mercutio appeared and took them away in a fiery instant.
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They crowded around a tiny kitchen table, in a place that Harry did not recognize. Everything around the table was black and he could see nothing beyond the five people at the table. He saw his uncle grumbling in his seat where he was muttering to himself. Dudley was holding a shaking Hagar, while Aunt Petunia silently cried into her hand.
A man that Harry had only seen on a few occasions swept around the table and to Hermione, embracing her tightly.
“I’m fine, Dad,” Hermione whispered as her father released her and her mother moved in.
“Hermione Granger lives at five Redmond Avenue,” Tonks whispered in his ear.
The room came into focus and the darkness crept away. Harry could see Tonks moving around the group of people, whispering to Charlie and then to Bill. He looked at Hermione curiously.
“Dumbledore thought that since you and I were so close it would be wise to protect myself from being an easy target. I did the Fidelius Charm just after he died. Obviously, Tonks is my Secret Keeper,” Hermione explained.
“You can do the Fidelius Charm, Hermione?” Bill asked in astonishment.
“Professor Flitwick let me read some texts on advanced Charms last year. He showed me the theory and said that if I wanted to try it, he would help me,” she answered as a blush crawled up her cheeks.
Harry looked amazedly at Hermione when a loud crash made the jumpy crowd shoot several stunners at the two intruders who burst through the front door. Remus leapt over the first body and woke the second person first. Tonks hunched over the one Remus left and tried to wake up the poor soul.
“I think I only got hit by two, Remus, my shielding charm must be getting slow!” Kingsley laughed as Remus pulled him to his feet.
“I should have realized there was a reason he wanted me to come in first,” Roni groaned as she wrapped an arm around Tonks.
“Kingsley, Roni, what are you doing here?” Hermione asked in surprise.
“Hermione,” Kingsley began, “I’m here to tell you, that thirty-three of the Death Eaters that arrived on Privet Drive were apprehended today. Of course, Greyback and Lestrange escaped. It seems that Voldemort sent in some of his newer recruits.”
Kingsley seemed tired but clearly was glad to be the one commending them.
“And I am here, Hermione,” Roni began quietly, “because I had this really bad feeling and sure enough, one of my Indicators starts shocking the hell out of me. It seems my little sister can’t keep out of trouble over the holidays,” she quipped as she raised an eyebrow.
“I didn’t know you put a charm on that bracelet you gave me!” Hagar shouted ignoring the looks of shock.
“I know, little one,” Roni said consolingly, “but it helps me sleep knowing that I will know if you really need me. You’re in the Muggle world and I’m in the magical world; we don’t see each other enough,” she finished dramatically.
Hagar rolled her eyes at Roni but hugged her sister tightly regardless. Dudley watched on stupidly. His girlfriend just hugged a wizard and called her ‘sister’. He was beside himself and Hagar finally realized that a very big cat had been let out of the bag.
“Dudley, I know you are probably very upset, but before you become too angry, let me explain,” Hagar asked pleadingly.
Dudley’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. Uncle Vernon, however, began to fume.
“You see what comes of hanging around his sort,” Vernon yelled and pointed at Harry, “she’s another freak!”
“I’m hardly a freak! In fact I’m about as magical as you are! I’m a Squib. I’m a person that was born into the magical community, but have no magical powers whatsoever! I wanted to, but just couldn’t tell you, Dudley,” she said as she crossed the room and took his hand.
“I should have realized that you knew more about all of this,” Dudley whispered.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you the truth about who I was,” Hagar said quietly.
Harry pulled his attention from his cousin as Dudley pulled her into a side room. He turned and listened in as Kingsley gave a report of the battle on Privet Drive.
“I arrived on the scene just as Charlie, Harry, and Hermione flamed out,” Kingsley explained, “I was called from Hogwarts on the emergency call. I realized where it was and contacted Ron. They are all waiting to hear from you,” he finished.
“Well, who to send?” Remus looked around at the Order members, “Kingsley why don’t you go, since you’re headed that way anyhow. Roni, I’ll need your help in situating your sister. Hermione, could you go back with Kingsley for a bit? Explain what happened to Ron and Minerva?” He asked politely.
Wordlessly, the obedient Order members began to prepare themselves to leave. Hermione smiled at Harry and winked at Charlie, before she kissed her parents goodbye.
“Before you ask,” Hermione said to Roni’s opening mouth, “yes, I’ll check on Susan as well.”
Hermione slipped on a coat and Disapparated a moment after Kingsley.
Harry Potter and the Legend of Infinity by peskypetunia
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