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Lie to me (Original)	By : EvaBrick Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15810 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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It was Thursday. Hermione liked Thursdays because that’s when the new tabloid newspapers came out. She hurried through the streets of muggle Glasgow from the news agents with her papers tucked under her arm. She kept her hoodie up over her head and didn’t make eye contact with anyone. It was a rough place. She turned down an narrow street and knocked on the door or a neglected-looking council house. The letter box flicked open and she knew the suspicious old muggle man was looking at her.
“What do you want?” he rasped.
“I’m selling magazine subscriptions,” Hermione replied.
A moment later the door opened and the man let her in. He locked it behind her and then went to sit on his ratty old plaid couch in front of his tv. Hermione wrinkled her nose as she headed for the bathroom. The place stank of cabbage and body odour. The inside of the toilet was crusted yellow and she cringed as she lifted the lid and stood inside it. She flushed the handle and vanished down the drain. Back in the house, the old man blinked like he’d just woken up.
Hermione found herself standing in a toilet in an abandoned service station in a small village in Wales. Her shoes were squishy and wet but she didn’t dare use magic to dry them. The ministry was full of Voldemort’s minions who were monitoring all muggle-born magic use. If she used her wand even once, the snatchers would be on her in seconds. Fortunately, she’d obliviated the old man and set up her escape route before the new legislation had come in. She squished her way out of the bathroom and out the back door, through the junk yard. Two big Dobermans looked at her and lay down. They too had been spelled to leave her alone. She took a set of keys out of her pocket and started the small car she’d bought. She was deeply thankful that her father had taught her to drive as she headed out the back roads to the abandoned cottage where she’d been living for the past several months. She had worked hard to disillusion the whole thing. The road stopped about a mile short of the cottage and she parked the car in a copse of trees and covered it with a camouflaged hunting tarp before making the rest of the journey on foot.
The ghoul peered out the window at her as she arrived, then drifted off into the kitchen as she kicked her dirty, wet shoes off. It knew it couldn’t scare her. Sometimes Hermione thought it looked disappointed to see that it was just her arriving. She rather suspected that it was almost proud of its role as the defender of her secret place. Something scuttled in the shadows, but she knew it was just the book patrolling the corners, looking for an intruder to bite.
She conjured some tea and sat down on the musty old couch next to Crookshanks to read the tabloids for news of the wizarding world just like Snape had once told her to do. The Daily Prophet was now impossible for her to get and all owls were monitored by the ministry. The Ministry wasn’t able to control everything, and once in a while the muggle publications would print something that gave her hints as to what was going on.
She felt a pang of disappointment as she soon realized that there was nothing she could learn from this week’s editions. Then her eyes fell on a large ad in the singles section of the classifieds.
M4W
Middle-aged man seeks young woman. Must enjoy books, herbal remedies, and midnight walks. Lying witches need not apply.
Hermione jumped out of her seat and ran to the closet where she’d tucked Harry’s old broom. That had to be Severus trying to contact her. It just had to be! She reached for the broom and it leapt into her hand. Hermione swallowed hard. She did not like flying, but she didn’t have a choice. It was her only way back to the wizarding world that didn’t involve slow muggle travel and that wouldn’t alert the snatchers to her presence. She waited a bit longer for the sun to go down and then she put on her black cloak and ran to the door.
“Hey Ghoul!” she called. The mournful thing hissed like sand as it slipped under her bedroom door and into the main room to see what she wanted. “I know you’ve been bored lately, but I think something big is going to happen tonight.” She cocked her head to one side. “I’ve been reading about ghouls… you’re really old, aren’t you?” The creature drifted a little closer. Hermione could see right through him. She grinned and lowered her voice. “Do you still have it in you to scare someone to death?”
The creature froze for a moment and then the dishes in the cupboard started to shake. It slammed back and forth across the cottage with a roar that would scare a demon. Pictures flew off the walls and the furniture ripped itself apart. Things outside clawed at the windows, desperate to be let in and squealing bats flew out of the chimney straight at Hermione.
“Immobulus!” she yelled. Everything froze. She flicked her wand and the house righted itself. The pictures drifted back to the walls and the furniture was suddenly repaired. She looked at the ghoul. “Not bad for a warm-up,” she said. “Do you have any friends?”
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Lie to me (Original)