Deal
Hermione pov
The days passed. We got to know each other very well. Pansy was always there for me when we wanted to talk about girly things. It was nice since I never really have friends who were girls. Theo is someone you can always laugh with. He will make you laugh when you're crying or mad. Narcissa is sweet. She apologized about what happened are the manor and I forgave her of course. She saved my best friend. Turns out that she was my godmother and knew of me for years. Draco is just kinda there. It’s hard to talk to him when he made fun of me for years. But we have gotten closer than before and that improvement. Blaise has been the sibling I have always wanted. Very protective. It's weird how much we have in common. Mum is very sweet. She is a kind soul. She has remarried multiple times. But mysteriously her husbands ended up dead. All from heart failure. She says my father is dead. Died in Azkaban. I didn’t really care. I didn’t know him. But I was thankful for him because he saved me.
There were three days till the gala. I looked down in my bed. I just woke up from another nightmare. I saw blood from my arm. Shit. I rushed to the bathroom. I got the magical anti-bleeding potion and put it on my scar. It stopped bleeding. It stinged. Painfully. I wrapped it up in a bandage. I looked at my pajamas which were covered in blood. It was so strange that I didn't wake up from the pain. I showered and Changed into my clothes for the day. I magically got the blood of the bed and old clothes. Everything was clean. Thank Merlin. I didn’t want anyone to know about my arm. Plus that it would still bleed every so often.
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I was in the library. Just minding my own business. Then Libby, one of the house elf’s apparited in. She was already freed. All their elf’s were. They all stayed though. I will never understand why.
“Libby is supposed to tell master Hermione that we have a guest. Libby tells you that you are needed in the Living room.”
“Thank you Libby.” I started to make my way to the living room.
Something felt wrong. It was so quiet. Usually you hear pansy and Theo talking but there was nothing. I grabbed my wand. The living room door was closed. I pushed it open to see my family. And Kingsley. Kingsley is sitting in a chair. My mom and brother are on a sofa. Narcissa on another chair. The rest are standing. I put my wand away.
“Kingsley, what a pleasant surprise. May I ask why you're here?”
“I’m here on business. Important business.” I sat next to my brother.
“What business?” Blaise said, obviously nervous. The rest of the slytherin were also on edge.
“I’m sure you know of the gala.” We all nodded. “Well I’m sure you also know of our problem of the death eaters who haven’t been accounting for.” We all nod. Why is he here telling us about things we already know? He wants us to be reminded. Why? Something about the gala and deatheaters. Then it hits me. How didn’t I see it before. “Hermione, do you think you know what’s going on?”
“I’m almost positive I do.” The rest look confused. Kingsley nods, allowing me to continue. “The gala is a stunt.” The rest made a confused face. “Let me explain. I know this for three reasons. Firstly, you already had a memorial funeral for everyone. Secondly, you have been putting the gala upcoming event on the profit since I got my invitation. Meaning you want people to know. Lastly, you're going to ask us for help. That's why you're here. Because you know that the event is going to be crashed. It’s all a big scam. You want the death eaters on the run to come and ruin the gala so you can hopefully capture them. Am I right?”
He nodded. “Yes it’s all a big stunt. As you would say it.”
“And you want the Order to help, and maybe want my family to come polyjuiced there. You know they are some of the best duelists. You want everyone to see that they're on our side now.”
“Exactly.” He replied.
I looked at my mother. She looked at the rest and nodded. It was a chance to redeem themselves. “We would love to help. You can have a meeting here before. We have an old meeting room. We won’t tell anyone who is in the Order. We will likely know if you have a meeting here. We can vow if you need.”
“There is no need to do a vow. Most of the order members have already been revealed.” He continued. “Is everyone here okay with this?” We looked at each other. Blaise was about to say yes but I stopped him.
“The Weasley family will not know of this.” I blurted out. He looked shocked.
“Excuse me?” He said in a confused voice.
“You heard me. The Weasley will not know of this only if there is an attack. And if it’s true and there is an attack, portkeys will be there.” He looked conflicted. “The Wealsey just suffered a loss, I don’t want them to lose another.”
“And what if you're killed on this mission. That will be another loss for them.” He responds quickly with attitude
“I know the risk, we all do. But they are blood. That would be harder. So do we have a deal?” I was sharp. I knew this man knew that the whole Wealsey family was a great deal of the order. But I knew he also understood where I was coming from.
He signed. “Deal.”