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Slavery Sucks	By : Joyce Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Hermione Views: 8944 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three-Packing and Unpacking

Remus
awoke the next morning around ten to the sound of tapping on his door.� He looked around, everything was so
unfamiliar.� Had he spent the night with
yet another woman?� Ever since Sirius�
death, he�d been known to go to a muggle bar and pick
up a woman whenever his sexual urge piqued.�
He was sure that Sirius was his mate, and now, two years after the fact,
he�d only been able to avoid it.

�Remus?� called Hermione.�
And then he remembered�The ministry and their damned law, his �owner��God, I don�t know how much of this I can
take.

�Remus, I�m sorry if I woke you.� It�s just that your stuff has arrived, and I
wanted to put it up here, as mess really bothers me.�� He climbed out of bed and opened the door,
half glaring half yawning.

�Yeah, sorry.� I�ll bring it up here and
unpack.�� Hermione smiled adorably.� Remus looked over
her and rubbed his eyes.� She hadn�t
grown a whole lot anywhere, but her hair was straightened, and she had just the
tiniest hint of make up on her beautiful face.

Remus
stretched and walked down the stairs.�
�If you need any help, I am going to be in my room packing stuff for
Hogwarts.� Dumbledore is coming by later
this afternoon. �I�ll try my best, but
I�m not very good at lifting heavy things.��
Remus smiled at her rambling.

�I
think I�m going to get Breakfast first.��
He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Hermione
smiled and scampered to her room, folding clothing and arranging books into her
trunk slowly; stopping every few items to reminisce about her parents.� It had only been just a couple months.� She hadn�t had time to get over everything.

The
doorbell rang, knocking her out of her reverie.�
She smiled.� Dumbledore.� She raced down the stairs and looked through
the peephole, just in case.

She
opened the door to hear, �Now Minerva, wait until we�re inside for all of
that.� For now, let�s be greeted
decently.�

�Hello
professor; headmaster.�� Hermione smiled.� �Please come in.�� She stepped aside allowing Dumbledore and McGonnagal to slide inside.�
�Would you care for some tea?� Or
perhaps some juice?�� Dumbledore waved
his hand and some tea and lemon drops appeared.�
Hermione laughed a little.�
�Sorry, sir, I forget from time to time that you can do that.�

�Aye,
well, I forget that pictures don�t always move,� inserted Remus.� Hermione�s smile broadened.� Remus sat and
Minerva seated herself.

�Let
us get to business, Albus,� said McGonagall.

�Lemon drop?�� Hermione frowned.� Something
big must be coming if Dumbledore�s offering me lemon drops and having tea with
me.� She shook her head politely and
the headmaster stuck a candy in his mouth.�
�Miss Granger, I�ve found out about the new law the ministry seems to
have snuck under my nose, and I�m only glad you and the other two were there to
catch it.� Unfortunately, we don�t have a
whole lot of money, and we�d need to buy him back.�

�Sir,
I am sure Harry would be alright with putting out the money for now, all you
have to do is manage a galleon-�

�Miss
Granger,� inserted her head of house.�
�The ministry law requires that we at least pay thirty thousand galleons
to purchase an already auctioned werewolf.�

�Oh,�
gasped Hermione.� �I haven�t read that
anywhere�Well, um, was anyone else we know sold into slavery because of this
new law?�

�Yes,�
hissed Remus.� �Vampires and seers as well.�

�Professor
Trelawney?� asked Hermione?� �And and�professor Firenze?�� Albus Dumbledore nodded sadly.

�We�ve
found Sybil, and she is in considerably good condition.� No one�s hurting her or the like.� So, we aren�t worried about buying her back,
just yet.� Firenze we haven�t been able to locate however.� There was also talk of Veelas
being bought, but we haven�t heard of anyone actually purchasing a veela, what with their having to have a mate and
such.�� Hermione�s eyes widened.

�Anyone
else?� asked Hermione.

�Currently
we are rounding up money to purchase Miss Lovegood
and Severus Snape.�

�Luna?!� And professor Snape?� Are both seers?�� Hermione�s mind began to race.

�Miss
Lovegood can see things, yes,� answered
McGonagall.� �She�ll be returning to
Hogwarts when the year begins, so her �master� must be allowing her to return
to school.�

�Severus will be teaching potions as well,� added
Dumbledore, eyes twinkling.� �So his
�owner� must be allowing him to work.�
We�ve asked him who it was, and he must have been ordered to not say.� We are led to believe the Malfoys
own Professor Snape.�� Dumbledore sighed
sadly.� �Luna refuses to speak of her
master, but I know she isn�t bound.

�Hermione,
since you�ve purchased Remus Lupin,
we�re not going to put him on a high priority listing.� Obviously he�s being treated perfectly
fine.� I hope that you do well.�

�So�that�s
it?� asked Hermione.� �You�re just
leaving him here?� To
live?� What about when the full
moon takes over?�� Dumbledore sipped his
tea and his eyes sparkled with mystery.

�We
will have you sent to this house to help Remus through
his transformation and back.� You are a
very diligent student, Miss Granger, and I don�t believe this is a
mistake.� I know your grades will not
suffer, and I know you are going to do a wonderful job.� Please take care.� We�ll see you at Hogwarts when the new term
starts.� Until then,
Miss Granger.� Remus.�

Dumbledore
stood and led himself out the front door, McGonagall bustling after him.� With a cracking sound, the two
disappeared.� Hermione looked over at Remus and shrugged.

�I
think I�ll get a muggle job around town,� said Remus softly.� �Part
time, so I�m not doing nothing all day.�
I�ll lie low.�� Hermione smiled
and took her dishes to the sink.

�I
think that�s a good plan, sir.� I hope
this home is comfortable enough for you.�

*****

The bus
screeched on its breaks, and the duo hopped off at the train station.� Remus grabbed
Hermione�s stuff and led her to platform nine and three quarters.� �Hermione, the headmaster said you�d be home
during the full moon.�� He paused and
Hermione nodded.� �I just wanted to let
you know that it wouldn�t be necessary.�
Professor Snape will be sending me a potion, and I think that will be
fine.� Thank you for your very kind
offer, however.�� Hermione smiled.

�I
can come home and play fetch with you that night.� It really won�t be a hindrance, sir.� I just want to make sure you�ll be
alright.�� Remus
smiled; she had truly touched his heart with those words.

�It�s
quite alright, Hermione, thank you.��
Hermione smiled.

�You
be safe at my house.� It�s decently
warded, but that didn�t stop Voldemort the first
time.�� Remus
grinned.

�He�s
going to get one hell of a surprise if he shows up like that on me.�� Hermione�s face dropped into sadness.� �I�m so sorry, Hermione.�

�It�s
alright, Remus.�
Anyway, take care.�� Hermione waved
at him one last time and ran to platform 9 and �.� Once she climbed aboard the train, her smile
faded.� She didn�t want to be left alone,
not now.� She had Head Girl things to
attend to anyway.� What bother was it to
dwell on something she couldn�t fix.� And
off she headed down the train corridors to lead the prefect meeting.

A/N:� Sorry
about the shortness Again.� I know it�s
been a while, also.� Between Christmas
and work, I haven�t had much time to myself.�
Sorry, again.
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