Prophecies 11: Her request
It was in the paper the following day…
A Not So Innocent Picture…
In an exclusive one-on-one
interview…reporter Rita Skeeter has news to shock the nation and the boy who
lives. Four months ago…the best friend of Mr. Harry Potter was killed in an
apparent surprise attack by you-know-who
and his Followers (Death Eaters). Contrary to popular belief it has now
been proven that with visual and medical fact that Miss Hermione Granger was
not killed, and has been living in seclusion. Though neither confirmed nor
denied, Miss Granger is rumored to be in league with You-Know-Who and working
for him. Miss Granger, once Hogwarts brightest and smartest Student gave a
detailed interview on what happened that faithful day in July and why she
choose to live the school and friends behind.
The
article went in great detail as to the how’s and when this was done. A picture
of Hermione show her dressed in elegant robes and in an obviously expensive Den
or Library standing beside a Large Fireplace that could hold at least 10
people. She looked as lovely as the day before, Hair sweep back from the sides
of her face with pins though unknown of silver Snakes, robe parting at mid
chest that revealed a lovely dress that clung to her shapely figure. She looked
older then her 16 years. As most students read, the paper on a daily basis
most read and saw what she had to say.
Whispers followed him everywhere that day. Other then the staff and Ron, No one
knew of His and
However, he was soon pulled out of his catatonic daze the day after the news broke. Dudley, Ron, Mark and everyone else were sitting in the Great Hall eating breakfast. It was cool, sunny day. The first game of the session for Quidditch. Slytherin verse Gryffindore. Harry trying to focus on the food in front of him. When the doors to the hall opened everyone looked up and saw who had entered. Hermione followed Lucius Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe sr, Gregory Goyle sr, and Theodore Nott flanked her on the left and right side. Harry watched as the 5 walked straight to the head table and right up to Headmaster Dumbledore. Harry and Dudley whom were sitting closest to the table watched in morbid fascination at the group. The hall silenced at once as the Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy senior walked over to their sons. Nott bowed to Hermione before turning and leaving. Hermione to speak voice, in a soft cold voice.
“Good morning, Albus, thank you for accepting my request for an audience.” Hermione said in a soft silky voice.
“Of course Miss Granger, How may I be of service to you?” Albus asked genially. The staff sat stiffly as if waiting for an attack all the while Hermione and Albus looking at one another as if they had nothing better to do.
“Just a simple request…I want Harry Potter.” She said casually with a shrug of her slim shoulders.
“For what may I ask?” Albus asked inquisitively.
“My sex slave of course.” Hermione said in a brisk tone as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Whatever word he was, expecting it sure wasn’t those one. Everyone began whispering to one another. But it was Professor McGonagall who responded in a disgusted tone at she looked upon her once favorite pupil.
“Miss Granger, I am shocked. What gives you the right to come in here and make such a request?” Minerva asked briskly with a face contorted in rage.
“Well as a very gift actress and fluent liar I figured no matter what I said it wouldn’t make anyone happy. Secondly, Albus wouldn’t give Harry up that easily, He loves him too much to do that…Like the way a…Uncle loves his favorite…Nephew.” Hermione said with a grin as she winked at the headmaster before continuing “Needless, to say Tom’s request won’t go without consequences, either Harry comes with us willingly on his own accord and does what we ask and no one need get hurt.” Hermione said coldly.