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Chapter Sixteen

            Their reception came in varying degrees. Remus, Teddy and Tonks appeared to be happy to see them both. Harry and Ginny, though happy, looked like they were readying for an atomic blast. And Sirius, whom was there for his weekly Friday night guaranteed proper dinner with the Potters, appeared to be ready for a fight—regardless of whom it was with or why.

            “Sorry to be dropping in on you like this,” Hermione said to them. “We need to do some research and speak to a few of the portraits…”

            “Whatever it is that you need to do can be seen to after supper,” Ginny cut in. “You know the rules, Hermione. If you come here during dinner, you have to eat.”

            “It’s only three in the afternoon,” Hermione said, looking at her watch.

            Sirius snorted. “Already looking for a reason to leave?”

            Hermione went over to Ginny, pulling her off to another one of the rooms. Shutting the door, she hissed, “When have you had that rule? And did you invent it because you want World War III to break out at your home tonight?”

            Ginny rolled her eyes and said, “Leave it to you to remember that.”

            “Yes, damn my nearly perfect memory,” she said dryly. “We can’t stay, Gin! It took me offering Severus the sexual favor of his choice and the promise of a naughty nurse’s uniform to get him through the door. True, I would have done it anyway, but you’re making life far more difficult than it needs to be for me.”

            Rolling her eyes, she sighed in a resigned voice, “Fine. I wanted you to stay because I have some wonderful news and I just wanted to tell everyone at once…”

            “You’re pregnant,” Hermione interrupted.

            “No, I got accepted to the Magpies training staff.” Hermione just stared at her until she snapped, “Okay, yes, I’m pregnant! How did you know?”

            “You’re one of my best friends, Ginny. You said you’ve been trying to get pregnant for several months. You even asked me if muggles had special magic to get ‘preggers’—your word, not mine. Merlin! What haven’t you told me?” Hermione stated, as she went over to the door. “Congratulations. Now we really need to see if there are a couple of paintings we need to speak to here and get back to he who must learn to stop whining and his father the lord of the arses.”

            Severus was in a glaring match with Sirius when Hermione and Ginny rejoined them. Stepping next to Severus, she murmured, “Let’s find the portraits, shall we?”

            “Which portraits would that be?” Sirius asked, as he followed them up the stairs.

            Harry and Remus sensing trouble, both hissed out, “Shit.” Following the small group. Ginny being unable to stop her curiosity along with Tonks and Teddy ended up following as well. So that by the time they arrived to the third floor there was quite a gathering.

            “That is none of your business, Black,” Severus answered. “Don’t you have a tree to mark or leg to hump elsewhere?”

            Sneering Sirius was about to retaliate when Harry pulled his godfather aside. He along with Remus spoke to the man, trying to keep the peace even as Hermione was doing her best to even out Severus’s temper.

            “The less you speak to him, the faster we get the work done here and leave,” she told him quietly. “Please for the love of all that’s holy, can you keep from insulting him? He may very well be a reminder of horrid days gone by for you, but we can’t take the time for your feud now.”

            “He started it,” he muttered, having her stop and glare at him.

            “Really? That’s what you’re going with?” she asked him. “I’ve heard the students at the school come up with better than that, Severus. He asked a question and seeing as this at one time was his family home, it would stand to reason that he would know what portraits are here or not.” Severus’s face went into a rebellious pout and he said nothing, as she turn to speak to Sirius. “There are a few portraits we need to speak to. One of them I know is here—Phineas Nigellus Black.”

            Sirius nodded to this saying, “His frame is in the third floor hallway, but he hasn’t been around lately.”

            “I heard that he made a visit over to a private club recently. I needed to speak to him about what he saw when he was there. He more than likely was the most sober being in the room at the time.”

            “And the others you wish to speak to?” Remus was the one to inquire this time.

            “We can’t get over to the Malfoy estates at the moment. I was wondering if Narcissa’s portrait from her 16^th birthday were here in the attic?”

            Raking his hair back from his face, Sirius muttered, “Chances are that Narcissa and Lucius took it when they got married. Even so it 's not as if it would be here. It wasn’t like she ever lived here at Grimmauld Place. She was only a cousin, after all.”

            “I know, but seeing as how the war went and they would have wanted to have personal possessions in a safe place, I would have imagined that this would be one of those locations.” Sirius nodded to this, but said nothing. “You haven’t a clue, do you?”

            “I left this house when I was sixteen and I never looked back,” he said in a low voice. “They might have kept some things here, but then again they might have put them into their vaults over at Gringotts.” He frowned. “Why would you want any painting of her?”

            “You mean I need reasons for doing what I do?” she asked sarcastically, turned on her heel and went on her way over to where the painting would be hanging.

            “You always have your reasons,” came from Harry. “We lowly few may never understand them, but they’re there.”

            “None of you are in anyway lowly,” Hermione said as she arrived at the painting. Knocking on the frame, she shouted, “Headmaster Black! It’s me! Hermione Granger!”

            The headmaster peaked out of one corner of the frame, looking at her for a moment before coming totally into the portrait. “Miss Granger, how I wish you’d stop making my acquaintance.”

            “I’m sure once I’ve gone from here, you’ll look back on this meeting with relish, as it will be providing you with hours of gossip,” she murmured.

            “Hmm, get on with it,” he said reluctantly. “Let’s hear what you have to ask first.”

            She told him how she had come to find out that he had been seen at the club and asked him if he had recalled as much. He made a great show of hemming and hawing, but when push came to shove he had ultimately said that he did recall what she was speaking of as well as the time in question.

            “Who was there in the room?” she asked him, only to have him snort.

            “As If I could tell you that! I don’t know whom these individuals are!”

            “It was the Slytherin room of Merlin’s Crystal Cavern Club,” she said casually. “One would think that you of all people or portraits would know all the big players of the former classes that came from your great house. It just makes for sound politics, sir.”

            Sighing heavily, he said, “I may have taken note of a few of the young people there. I was, after all, asked to do so, but that doesn’t mean I knew all of them by name. If I don’t know names, I can’t very well go up to them and inquire after them, can I? I was taught better manners than that, young lady.”

            “Wait a second—you were asked to do what exactly? Go there and spy on them? By whom?” she demanded.

            “I’m under no obligation to tell you any of that,” he said, sitting up all the straighter in his frame.

            “You do realize that the current headmaster is here, don’t you?” she inquired, making the painted man’s eyes go wide. “Out with it or I’m getting him involved.”

            Rolling his eyes, he looked over her shoulder, saying, “I’m sorry, my boy, but I have no choice.”

            Hermione turned slowly and looked straight into the eyes of Ronald Weasley.

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