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The New Life	By : lilith395 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 14590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The Market

Arm in arm we saunter across the market. It’s the best way to make people believe we are merely tourists doing some shopping. Hermione is still asking her questions and I have had to shush her several times over the last hour to avoid ministry detection, but other than that, we are actually having a pretty good time.

The Egyptian ministry of magic is quite strict about their black market, and if they found out we have several vials of tears from an actual ‘God’ in our pockets, we wouldn’t even get a trial. We’d be picked up and thrown into the worst possible prison they have. And trust me when I say Azkaban is the equivalent of a five star hotel compared to what the Egyptians have to offer. I would really rather avoid it, if it’s in any way possible.

Buying a few items we don’t need, a few statues, a few trinkets, and I even bought Hermione a pair of fake, incredibly cheap earrings for the heck of it, we keep up appearances. I am, to all that take notice, a wealthy man on holiday.

Every stall we pass, she pauses to look. Every corner we round, she stops to gape at the sights around us. It’s quite endearing to be honest. Though you would never notice by the look of me. I scowl at every person in our way, sneer at every salesman blocking our path. Like I always do.

Her questions have changed from being about the trip in general to her trying to learn as much as she can about her surroundings. She seems to love the market, and Cairo in general, and the people she meets, and everything really. It’s a little tiresome I must admit, and yet, I have the overwhelming urge to smile, watching her pick out a Christmas present for Molly and Ginevra Weasley at the latest stall.

“How about this?” the salesman asks with a heavy and I suspect a little embellished accent. “This is real gold and real ruby”

I snort. Like hell it is. The ‘real’ gold paint is flaking on one side of the necklace the man is holding and the ‘real’ ruby holds an odd shade of pink when held up to the light. Hermione ooh’s and aah’s over it for a moment before moving on to an equally fake ring exhibiting the same nasty coloration. She’s doing a fine job acting like an ignorant tourist.

For a few more moments I allow her to stand there before I lose my patience, grasping her wrist and pulling her away from the stall. If it’s jewelry she wants to buy for the Weasley women, it’s jewelry she’s going to get, not some secondhand fake trinket better suited for a child’s dress-up chest. And only an incredibly poor child.

“Where are we going now?” she asks me with a note of excited bewilderment in her voice.

“You’ll see” I answer vaguely and pause for a moment trying to remember which of the alleys I am looking for, which incidentally gives her the opportunity to catch up with me to once again place her hand on my lower arm. Matching my stride a little to hers, but not too much, mind, I lead her down the street and into one of the alleys.

“You know this place quite well, don’t you?” I hear her ask, but I ignore her. Not well enough to find the shop I’m looking for without concentrating.

It takes me a while, but eventually I find it. I stop walking in front of the shop and release her hand from where I have it clasped to my right arm, turning towards the insignificant looking shop window. The grimy little store-front never fails to remind me of the Leaky Cauldron, with a little of Borgin and Burke’s thrown in.

For a moment I look at it, remembering the last time I went looking for a gift there, and the feeling of regret which comes with it. Blinking a few times, I try to clear my head and shake off the memory of how happy Lily was with the present I got her here. It was her last Christmas, and the last time I ever set foot within this particular shop. It doesn’t escape my notice that everything I last did for Lily, I am now doing with Hermione.

Who has disappeared from my side. I scan the crowd quickly, spotting her practically pressed up against one of the grimy windows of the shop, completely in awe over something displayed there. I walk up to her to glance over her shoulder at the antique book lying on a faded blue satin pillow. I smile, I remember that pillow. And that book for that matter. A little over thirty years ago that pillow held a beautiful necklace of silver, emeralds and rubies, and that book had been in the possession of a collector. I remember the exact day the two items were switched.

“Let’s go in” I say, and she jumps, apparently she hadn’t noticed me coming up behind her. My smile turns into a smirk as I usher her inside, reminding her that ‘we are only shopping for Christmas presents’ and that no way in hell she would be able to afford that book with the salary I pay her. Hell, neither can I.

Good thing I know the owner of the damned piece of yellowed parchment.

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