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Love, War and Her Wizards	By : korileigh Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 8078 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�� After only an hour more sleep Kingsley
Shacklebolt arrived at his office.� After
checking inter-Ministry memos and putting out feelers with his contacts about
last nights attack, Kingsley sits back to read today�s edition of the Daily
Prophet.� Upon opening the newspaper, �OH
SHIT!� could be heard ringing around the Auror offices. �After finishing the article detailing
(falsely) the attack on Hermione�s home early this morning, they claimed all
were dead due to a washing machine attacking, the was a rather abrupt knock on
the door and then the Minister of Magic walked in.

�� Shacklebolt, what is the meaning of
this?� How come I had to learn of this tragedy
over my morning tea?� What is being
done?� Has anybody from the Misuse of
Muggle Artifacts office been to investigate?�
Has Harry been told that his one of his best friends is dead?� Well, answer me man.�

�� Minister, I am sorry that you had to
learn about the attack this morning, and from the Daily Prophet.� But they have the story wrong.� Miss Granger�s house was attacked last night,
but by Death Eaters, not their washing mathinger.� Miss Granger�s parents were killed with the
killing curse, but Miss Granger escaped herself, and is now with Harry,
wherever he resides outside of school.�
You know that no one has been able to figure that out.� Dumbledore was the only one with that
information, and now he is dead.� So,
since it was a Death Eater attack and not, oh whatever that thing is, the
Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office has not been called.� My office has.� I have already sent men out to look over the
site, and contacted my contacts for any information that they may have.�

�� Good, well done.� Seems to me that you have everything under
control.�

�� Yes.�
Minister, I was going to contact you today.� I have had an idea about Mr.Malfoy.� It seems to me that it is inhumane to keep
him in Azkaban now that we know the whole story.� Originally he was placed in there for his
protection, but his family was targeted and killed while he was in there making
his stay a moot point.� Miss Granger had the
idea of placing the Fidelius Charm on his manor.� A select few would be given access.� I and a few select others.��

�� That sound�s like a wonderful idea.�

�� I was just about to head over to Azkaban
to fill Lucius in.�

�� Crash! The door to Shacklebolt�s office
flew open, and there stood a much disheveled Severus Snape.

�� Is it true?� Hermione�s dead.� A washing machine killed her?� Please tell me the truth.� Not this dribble.�

�� Standing Kingsley rounded his desk and
walked over to the plainly upset man.� �Severus,
sit.� I will tell you everything.�

�� Well, Shacklebolt, I will leave you to
your work.� Good job there Snape.� Good day.� And with that parting line the
Minister of Magic walked out of the office.

�� Tell me.�

�� She�s not dead.� You know better then to believe a story like
that.� Death Eaters attacked her house
last night.� She was in bed, and they
went for her parents first.� Both of them
received the killing ccccc..�

�� Excuse me Auror Shacklebolt, but there
is an urgent floo call for you from Azkaban.�
Apparently Prisoner Malfoy is extremely upset and demanding to talk to
you.��

�� Thank you, Ms. Willowbark.� Please let them know that I will be there
shortly.�� Turning back to Severus, �Now
where was I?�

�� Her parents received the killing curse.�

�� Oh yes, while she witnessed the green
flashes from her doorway, she snuck out and down stairs to the study.� That fireplace is hooked up to the floo
network.� Just as she was closing the
door the Order arrived.� We whisked her
away to Harry�s house.� She�s there
resting.�

�� Dear Merlin�s robe.� What are you going to do?� Where is she going to stay?�

�� We haven�t discussed anything yet.� She was still in shock when I saw her
last.� Now, I need to get to the prison
before Lucius has a heart attack.� He
probably wants to know the real story also.�
Severus, I just want to say, I am sorry.�
Sorry that I didn�t believe that there was something else going on.� That I jumped to conclusions.� I should know better.� It�s my job to know better.� I am just really glad that Lucius contacted
Miss Granger to get the real story out there.�

�Thank you, Kingsley.� That does mean a lot.� Will you give my regards to Lucius when you
see him?�

�� Certainly.� Now, is there anyway we can contact you if we
need you?�

�� Yes, just send an owl.� The message will reach me.�

�� Good-bye Severus.� Kingsley said as the
man walked out of his office.� There was
no reply.

�� Hurrying quickly, Kingsley put on his
Auror cloak and made his way to the Ministry apparation point.� Heading to Azkaban to calm another terrified
man down.� Hermione sure did have a lot of
admirers.

�� Striding
up to the steps of the prison, Kingsley wondered about Hermione�s living arrangements.� She couldn�t go home.� The Weasley�s were living at Grimmauld Place fulltime now.� Maybe she would like to live there, or maybe,
she would go to Malfoy Manor.� No one
would think to look for her there.� I
will have to bring it up.� Entering he
headed for the same glass window, where the same old wizard answered.

�� I am here to see Prisoner Malfoy.�

�� Step right through the door sir.� There is a guard there to escort you to the
room.�

�� Thank you.�� Stepping up and through the door, Kingsley
followed the guard down a series of hallways, arriving at a plain wooden door.� Entering, he found Lucius already waiting for
him

�� Turning when he heard the door open,
Lucius asked Kingsley �Is she really dead?�

�� No, she�s alive.� Escaped basically all by herself.� We arrived just as she was about to floo out
of there.� Her parents were killed.� Their house was destroyed, but she is
alive.� She also has figured out a way
for you to leave this place.� That is if
you are ok with her suggestion.�

�� What?�

�� She would like to put a Fidelius Charm
on Malfoy Manor, along with other wards and charms. �Only a select few would know how to get to
you.� You would be perfectly safe in your
own home.� You accounts and businesses
have been returned, so you would have various businesses dealings to take care
of during the day to keep you busy.�

�� I like that idea.� And Hermione thought it up all on her
own?� I didn�t expect to be able to
leave.� I knew that I was cleared, but I
thought that I would have to stay here longer, until the war had ended.� But this chance to go home, that I can�t pass
up.� So please get started.� By the way, has there been any news on
Severus?� Do you think that he has heard about
the clearing of his name?�

�� Severus turned up in my office
right before I came here.� He had seen
the paper.� I don�t think that it has
sunk in for him yet, he was more worried that Hermione had died the night
before.� I was reassuring him when the
call came through that you wanted to speak to me.�

�� Severus worried about Hermione instead
of being overjoyed about being a free man that is just like him.� Do you know how to get into contact with
him?� I would like to invite him to stay
at my manor, with me, if that is ok?�

�� That is fine with me.� You can invite anyone you would like to.� It is your house.� We are just making if safe for you to be
there.�

�� How about Hermione?� Where will she be living?� The Death Eaters aren�t going to give up on
her just because she got away last night.�
She�ll be a marked woman Everytime she steps outside on into any
wizarding community.� She needs to be
hidden also.� Plus, I am sure that the
Malfoy Library would be a perfect place for her to continue the research on
Voldemort�s horcurx�s.� There are several
books there that would have more information on the subject than those at
Hogwarts.�

�� I think that you are right.� I will ask her if she is ok with going to
live with you for awhile, and researching instead of going off with Harry and
Ron in a few weeks to look for the items.�

�� She was going to go with them.� Are they crazy!� She could be hurt.�

�� I believe that Harry didn�t want either
of them accompanying him, but that they both insisted, and you don�t argue with
the Golden Trio when their minds are made up.�
I know it will be a relief to both boys if Hermione decides to stay with
you to research.� I will send word later
today about the progress of you house and if Hermione agrees.� To get a hold of Severus, he said to just owl
him, that it would find it�s way to him.�
Good day Lucius.�

�� Good day Kingsley.�

�� Leaving the room, Kingsley followed the
guard back out of the labyrinth of hallways to the waiting room.� Nodding to the Auror behind the window,
Kingsley left to return to his office.� He
had many details to see to.

�� Up stairs at Grimmauld Place, the sun was shining
brightly through the window, down onto the slowly waking woman in bed.� Opening her eyes, she looked around the
room.� She knew where she was but it took
her a few minutes before she remembered why she was there.� When she finally did remember, she closed her
eyes again.� She didn�t want to get out
of bed.� Gone, her parents were
gone.� Voldy Moldy�s henchmen had killed
them.� Attacked her house, killed her
parents and then burnt everything.� She
had nothing left.� She just wanted to go
back to sleep.� Maybe this time when she
woke up, it would all just be a dream.�
But that wasn�t going to happen.�
With a soft creaking sound, the door to her room eased open.� Stiffing at the noise, Hermione slipped her
arm under her pillow for her wand.

�� Hermione?� Are you awake?� Mum says that you need to get up and at least
eat something.� She�s made your favorite,
Southwest Soup.� Come on, you have time
for a quick shower before she sends someone else up here to get you.�� Ginny said as she made her way to Hermione�s
bed.

�� Seeing that it was just Ginny coming into
their room, Hermione relaxed and took her hand off her wand.� �I�their�why eat.�

�� Because, you need to keep your strength
up.� They wouldn�t want you slipping away
like this.� They deserve better.� You deserve better.� Now, up, shower, dress, and we will go down
stairs.�

�� With that Ginny yanked the sheets away
from Hermione, pulled up, and pushed her towards the bathroom.�

�� I don�t have any clothes.�

�� Don�t worry, you will when you get out
of the shower.� You can alter something
of mine and we�ll talk to mum about getting you some more at lunch.�� Sitting down on Hermione�s bed Ginny waited
for her to finish in the bathroom.� She
wasn�t giving her the chance to get back into bed.� She may ward herself in there, wallowing and
wasting, blaming herself for her parent�s death.� They needed to get her up, cleaned, fed, and
thinking.� Hermione would be better once
she was thinking.� Her brain knew that
she wasn�t to blame, but her heart couldn�t let go of the guilt yet.� Hermione came walking out of the bathroom
wrapped in a towel.�

�� Here, wear these.� Then we�ll go downstairs.�

�� Dressing, Hermione was thinking.� What was she going to do now?� She needed to bury her parents.� Sale their practice put the
money in Gringotts.� Guardianship.� She wasn�t an adult yet in the muggle
world.� If they knew she was alive, they
would put her in an orphanage without a guardian.� But who would be a good guardian.� It would have to be a wizard.� But then in the wizarding world she only had
three more months until she turned 17 and came of age.� So everything would need to be released to
her in the wizarding world then.� But
who?� She�d ask Kingsley that when he
came by tonight.

�� Heading down to the kitchen both girls
were quiet.� Nearing the kitchen door,
Hermione could smell her favorite soup.�
That smell alone was comforting.�
Inside, Harry and Ron were sitting at the table quietly talking while
Molly busied herself at the stove preparing everything for dinner tonight.� Hearing the girls enter, the boy�s
conversation quieted.� Hermione knew they
were talking about her.� Not meanly, but
because they cared.� Mrs. Weasley turned
from the stove and came to give her another hug.

�� You just sit right down.� A cold cup of pumpkin juice and a bowl of
soup and you will feel better.� Sit, Sit.�

�� Hermione, we just wanted you to know
that well, you can cry on our shoulders.�
We don�t mind the wet shirts.�
Because, I mean you want to, all girls cry.�� Ron said.

�� Ronald, what a horrible thing to say,�
Mrs. Weasley admonished him.

�� It�s alright Mrs. Weasley, I know what
Ron was trying to say and I appreciate it.�
I don�t feel like crying right now, Ron, but if I do I will come to your
shoulder.�

�� Giving an embarrassed smile, Ron started
slurping down the soup that had appeared in front of him.� Harry, was eating a lot more slowly, and
giving Hermione sweet caring smiles letting her know that he was there for her.� Even though he was just a year old when his
parents died, he still knows what she is feeling.�

�� Looking around, Hermione knew that she
could go on, these people were her family now, but she would never forget her
wonderful parents.
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