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Post by Hermione Potter on May 24, 2006 17:05:08 GMT -5
Hermione sat in the back, by the window, a Firewhiskey in hand, sipping it occasionally but hardly noticing any of the outside world. She just wanted a break from the hustle that was going on, what with her daughter almost being killed by a mysterious person, who was of course the next heir of Slytherin. She sighed, she really hoped things wouldn't re-enact her second year, for her daughter's sake. For if it were, not only would Kali be in danger, but her beloved husband, Harry, would be in danger as well, as he escaped the previous Dark Lord too many times to count and even Hermione herself was in danger, she was a Muggle. And the only way she could think of to protect her family was to hide, but knew Harry was too proud and too determined, and Hermione wanted things solved as well, but what to do? Thoughts like these plagued her mind as she continued to watch the people file through Hogsmeade, some of them not even aware of the danger they would be facing.
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