Dance With The Devil

don't own nothing cept plot!

ok This is it. Chapter 4!!!! lol im still in the process of doin 5. It will be up soon. Im having a rather relaxing evening with a glass of wine!

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On Monday the Daily Prophet had released the news of the marriage law. Hermione and her family were no longer safe to stay in their home so they were moved to Grimmauld Place. Hermione was busy packing away her clothes in her room when she heard her parents talking.
“Frank? Seriously, how do you feel about this whole new situation going on with Hermione?” Her mother was talking in a low hushed voice, but Hermione could still hear her.
“I want Hermione to be happy. If that means marrying that Mr. Snape character then so be it. I know she wants to live her life, and go to that magical university she has been on about. I want what she wants. But I can’t help feeling like what if? What if she had never gotten her letter to go to Hogwarts when she was eleven.?”
“Well she would be a different person completely. I really believe that magic is now completely part of Hermione. Who knows who she would be without it. She needs us right now and we need to support her, even if she makes a choice we don’t like.”
“I suppose so, dear.”

Hermione left her parents to their talking. She went to her bedroom and dragged her trunk down the stairs. She was huffing and puffing by the time she was at the bottom.
“This thing weighs a ton ugh!”
Then a thought hit her. The ministry considered her 18. She could do magic in the summer!
She took out her wand and shrunk her trunk. Then she waited. She knew what happened to Harry in his second year with Dobby and the hover charm. Nothing happened.
“I could have been doing magic at home for all this time! Ahh!” She sighed.
She went up stairs to help her parents pack…magically.
In less than a minute they were packed and trunks were in their pockets.
“Professor Dumbledore said that we would have an escort to Grimmauld Place, I have no idea how they are getting here so we should go wait for them. Professor Dumbledore said 11 on the dot.”
Hermione and her parents waited with baited breaths. She honestly didn’t know what to expect. Would her parents have to floo? Apparate? Port key?

When the clock chimed 11, there was a knock at the front door. Hermione went to answer it and standing there was the last person she expected to see.
There was Severus Snape in all his black robed glory.
“Uh…hello professor.” She stammered. She hadn’t been expecting him.
“Where is Tonks? Or Remus?” She asked.
“Miss Granger, I’m sorry your preferred escorts could not be here. They were engaged in other activities. Please gather your things I would like to depart.”
He was still standing on the door step.
“How are we getting there?” She asked. She still hadn’t moved from holding the door. She could hear her parents getting up and coming to the door.
“Apparating. Do hurry up please.”
Hermione shuffled her parents out. She gave them pleading eyes to be nice. She could see her dad puffing up as Severus’ brash words.
“I cannot apparate al three of us at once so I will take you Mrs. Ganger. Miss Granger take your father.” Then he grasped Hermione’s mothers hand and was gone. Just like that! What if someone had seen them?
Her father looked at her.
“Well?”
“Ok ok.” She grabbed her father’s hand and concentrated on Grimmauld Place and was gone.

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Sorry it was so short.
R&R