Witch Snakes and Werewolf * Repost*
AN:// I forgot to mention Neko is Japanese for cat and in England there is a separation of lawyer duties, as I understand it Barrister is the lawyer that defends you in court, Solicitor is a lawyer that handles most of the common law duties. The idea of two Hermiones comes from a mix of star wars and the spiritual belief that a person has two souls and I made up the mating ceremony. The magic umbrella route to muggle world is my idea based on Mary Poppins. As I understand it a animagus is a learned discipline and a metaporphmagus is something inborn. As far as I know there is no reason why a witch or wizard can’t do both.
Hermione was standing in the drawing room of the country house when she smelled a famillair smell behind her. When she turned she saw the square jaw five foot seven frame of her friend Peta Two Feathers. The woman was dressed in traditional Native American from the States with her customary feather braided in her hair and the stone that was around her dolls neck around her own. In her left hand was a traditional medicine pipe. “Hello Johnnie”
“Hello Petie. Maybe you can tell me what is going on”
“I don’t know for certain, but it is most likely connected to the fact that your spirit is out of balance. Come with me”
Hermione followed her friend to the terrace and down the stairs to the main lawn. As she passed the terrace she could see her sister Alex wearing a charm bracelet, Professor Snape, Bill Weasley , the black haired blue eyed figure of her cousin Gregory Morgan who was wearing his customary bomber jacket and St Jude’s medal, her sister Cordelia wearing a cross with a rose emblem. They go to the woods were there was a hut made of wood and grass waiting for them. When they sat down she gave Hermione the pipe
“what is it?’
“the pathway to knowledge ”
The witch took a puff of the smoke and began to feel dizzy, as she lay down a vision came to her. She found herself in woods that she did not recognize watching Remus Lupin make a fire with herbs and preparing wine with some sort of strange potion. He was dressed similar to the native Americans of the states with a cape made of wolf fur.
“Great Spirit, I am alone I wish to make myself whole again. ”
When he said the words Hermione heard howling and saw the appearance of spirit wolves lead by a great white wolf. The wolf transformed into a type of Shaman and said “So be it. Have her come forward.”
Hermione saw herself come out of the woods dressed the same as Remus with the addition of roses in her hair.
“Do you, Hermione Jean Granger, take this wereman as your mate from now till eternity?”asked the specter.
Hermione answered, “Yes, I do,” without hesitation or regret.
“Do you, Remus John Lupin, take this woman, Hermione Jean Granger, as your mate from to this day till eternity?”
“Yes, Great Spirit, I do,” The spirit took the wine in his hands and gave it to them to them to drink
“This wine marks your commitment that you have made before this pack. May it strengthen you and your bond.” Hermione saw the wizard’s eyes turn amber and bite her on the neck marking her as his. Hermione heard the howls of the wolves around them celebrating the union.
“You are now mated for life. May the Great Mother always look down on you with kindness,”
Saidthe speacter before he returned to his wolf shape and run off into the woods
Hermione woke from the strange dream on a sofa that she momentary did not recognize where she was. When she saw her doll she remembered she woke in St Mungo’s without memory of what happened with a doll at her side. Then she remembered the dreams, Professor Lupin kissing her. She put her finger to her lips and she recalled how wonderful it felt, how right. Her hand then went to the scar on her neck as she recalled the dream she just had. Could it be a memory? The witch could not recall how she got that scar, mating seemed to be a rational explanation. Bugger it all why can’t she remember? Hermione looked around the house that she fled to, not much really changed. Hermione always felt safe here mainly because long ago her godfather Rupert Giles put a protection spell on the house to ward off evil. He eventually also connected the fireplace to the floo network in the case of an emergency. When her mind went to her godfather she remembered that she told herself that she would call him to know what is going on. As she left the parlor to go the the foyer where there is a telephone she noticed another jacket thrown on the chair, a long jacket that belonged to a man. She picked it up and when she did she smelled a musky smell of cinnamon and chocolate. A smell she remembered when she was in class with Professor Lupin. Remus. It felt good calling him by his given name it almost made her feel giddy in way. Hold on, where was he? Hermione put off calling her godfather to find Remus. She did not see him anywhere downstairs so she went upstairs to look for him. She heard a noise from the master bedroom and she followed and found Remus in the bed half dressed
He was laying in bed cardigan open shirt open showing a strong lightly haired chest trousers and under drawers down to his ankles thrusting into thin air calling her name “Hermione. Hermione”
She backed away from the room and ran to the bathroom aroused and frightened at the same time. He had a remarkable chest and a magnificent and large cock that she couldn’t wait to have it thrust into her.
On the other hand she felt a fear that she could not explain that was like a douse of cold water on her. All of the sudden she felt like she could not handle even the thought intimacy and decided to focus on making breakfast for them. Then she will ask Remus some questions about the past few years to find out what went on and take it from there.
***
Remus woke up in a strange place the next morning in a chair with the memory of the day that he took Hermione as his. He remembered where he was when he looked over and saw his mate asleep on a sofa the odd thing was that there was a doll next to her that was the replica of sleeping beauty beside her. He leaned over her and touched her soft skin and was shocked and saddened when he saw her memory of waking up in the hospital was no memory of the past six years.
He forced himself to pull away from her, if she did not remember him then there will be no consent and he would be taking advantage of her.
The lycan stepped back and decided to have a look around. It was not a likely place for a summer house he suspected it was called that because they spent their vacations here in the small village called Ashcott in Sedgemoor, Somerset .
Remus recalled that he followed pure instinct to use the east entrance and saw that the manor house was on a large estate called Ashcott Manor a large country house of Victorian architecture in neo roman style. The werewolf went down a stone path trimmed with flowers to another manor house by a lake with a boathouse at the far left. The manor house was smaller than the average size, possibly from some sort of accident or fire and was remodled at that particular size. It was a stone building with red slate roof and a red front door with a lion head door knocker.
He went in with the key and saw a large foyer that went into a drawing room that he found Hermione in, to the right of the room was a salon, then a parlor, then a lounge. To the left of the drawing room was the dining room, then the billiard room. The rooms were decorated with simple yet elegant furniture that was comforting and inviting.
‘beautiful isn’t it?’ he heard in his mate’s voice
He turned to see her still asleep in the couch with her doll
He rubbed his eyes and tried to clear his mind.
The drawing room had French doors that opened to a terrace and a Japanese stone garden
‘my uncle Harrison commissioned it he was quite fond of Asian culture’
When he turned this time he saw her, rather the outline of her dressed in the fur and skins she wore when they mated. He was momentarily frozen from the shock of the possibility Hermione died in her sleep. He looked back at her and was relieved when he saw her gentle breathing and heard her heart beat.
‘When the house burned from a fire he rebuilt it as a place to get away from the main house’ she then turned into a wolf then went up the stairs and a confused and intrigued Remus followed.
He found her again in a bedroom laying on the bed. He could felt his body react to her once again, he never could get enough of her. Normally he tried to be romantic He could smell her body lotion that smelled of mandarin oranges he half expected to have his hand go through her when he climbed up on her and practically tore off her leggings and untied and pulled up her tunic. and she helped him unbutton his sweater and shirt and pull down his trousers and under drawers . he felt her breath catch as he slid into her desperate to release his ach for her, however she did not seem to mind the lack of romance. His beloved wrapped her legs around him and pull him even deeper into her. It should have been perfect but there was something not right about it, there was no completeness or calmness that he normally felt in her arms, probably since she disappeared during and left him having sex with himself. He honestly could not say if Hermione was there with him or it was his imagination. He knew that she was there when he heard her gasp and leave the room. He felt her appreciate him and felt her confusion and leave. He felt like he had a chance, all he had to do was remind her of their love. He heard her creep down to the kitchen to start breakfast for them. The lycan went to the bathroom wash off the proof of his activities and redress before having something to eat and begin his beloved’s education
***
Draco Malfoy woke the next morning on a leather couch in the parlor of Malfoy Manor in the clothes that he was wearing the day before. He was very tired the night before he stayed up late at Grimmauld Place racked with guilt over the death of his uncle. Cho was there and showed him unexpected compassion and comfort
“Don’t blame yourself Draco, it is not your fault. You are not a mind reader, you could not possibly have known that he would react in such a way. “
“You don’t understand Cho, I am not upset that he killed himself, I am upset because I think that someone killed him and made it look like a suicide. When he talked to me, he was concerned and worried for me. It was like he wanted to tell me something but could not say it because he was afraid someone was listening. ”
“Why do you say that?”
“He told me to contact Cordelia Rose, I checked the name, there is no such person, no one that is still alive anyway. “
“That does seem odd.”
“Why are you here Cho? You and I are not friends”
“No but we share a friend, well who I hope will be my friend. She would not want you to be alone, and I owe her”
“What do you mean?”
“ I recently realized that she was in trouble and I did nothing I need to make it up to her, and she can’t be here like she would want to”
“I need to know what happened Cho, for my family honor if nothing else. I have a feeling if we find out what happened to Hermione we will find out what happened to Rabastan. Will you help me?”
“Yes Draco I will”
Draco found a note from a servant telling him that cho flooed and that Hermione and Lupin were safe in a country house. Draco was relieved but he was still suspicious of the witch’s involvement. Cho never fully explained how she and this cousin of hers were with Hermione when she collapsed. Draco pulled out an invisibility cloak and went to Cho’s flat in wizarding London in the hopes of figuring it all out. The young wizard followed her as she went to the barrier and entered the muggle world. She went to a muggle doctor’s office that read Dr. Maxallaria Horton and waited for someone to leave. Finally a woman with dark hair in knot held by a barrette came out with a powder blue jacket and light leather gloves carrying a tiger print purse. Before Cho had a chance to call to her another woman emerged. She must have been a Chang since she looked like Cho would in twenty years wearing Chinese hair sticks carring a traditional Japanese umbrella on a trench coat with one arm and a leather satchel on the other. She saw before the doctor did
“Hello Cho”
“Hello Li”
“Oh hello Cho I didn’t see you there “
“I’m sorry to bother you but I wanted to ask you something “
“ Johnnie Granger” she said in a knowing tone said the doctor
“I haven’t had a chance to examine her yet. “
“We were going to have something to eat before Max goes to examine her”
said li. “care to join us?”
As she asked the question another woman came out with dark hair and a plaid coat. Draco felt instantly drawn to her barely there slanted eyes.
“goodbye Dr Horton, Mrs Kombyoshi please let me know if I can do anything for Johnnie”
“Goodbye Chuck.” Said Li
“Goodbye Chuck, I will let you know what happens” said the other woman
Draco only had a split second to decide to continue following Cho or follow the young woman called Chuck. His choice was made when he saw a figure menacing behind Chuck as she walked home. Draco hurried after her to make sure she was safe
***
Allegra Zabini sat at in her four poster bed from Italy holding a note from Ethan she recived in the morning. It was not unusual for Ethan to up and leave her; they had a kind of relationship that had no strings attached. The only thing that she insisted on was to know within a day or two that he had gone. Under any other circumstances she would not be worried but the death of Rabastan and Ethan gone was too close together for it to be a coincidence. The offical cause of death was suicide but the blond witch knew better.; There was no real way for the wizard to hang himself the celling was to high and there was no type of stool to stand on to do it. The officials didn’t care to look into it further, one last death eater to be concerned about.
However Allegra was concerned because of the timing between the day Ethan left and Rabastan’s death was too close to be coincidence.
Allegra
I have gone to see aunt Ruby in Canada. please look after the cat for me and give Erma a kiss. I’ll be home for Christmas
XXXOOO
Ethan
As she read the note she saw Ethan go to Hermione’s room and place a doll with a strange stone around it’s neck. Then the witch received a vision of a tall woman of mixed race talking to Ethan. The witch did not know this woman but she knew of her from Ethan. An officer named Martina- Jacquelina Franklin Torres; known to most as Frankie. She was a tough as nails police officer that suspected Ethan of sexually abusing Hermione long ago. However there was no proof and Frankie kept a watchful eye on him ever since.
…“I am not in the mood to fight with you Rayne. You know I am desperate if I come to you for help. I am sure by now you know Johnnie is back and in the hospital. She disappeared from the hospital this morning. Did you speak to her or see her today?”
“No”
“Alright Rayne I will accept that I need to find Johnnie right now. Take my advice and leave town and leave her alone. I owe you this chance but that is all you will get. If you stay I will make it my life’s work to make your life the living hell you put Johnnie through”
However when she left the woman turned into a man with dark hair and dark eyes filled with malice.
Barty!
Ethan must have sensed something was not right with the woman and played along or believed that it was the real Frankie Torres and decided to leave to avoid trouble. Either way and tried to warn her about it in the note. It was not unusual for Ethan to use code however this code was different and confusing.
The only person she thought the sorcerer was referring to is Narcissa, who not only shared Allegra’s psychic gift(that came in handy when she impersonated Allegra) and the Black gift of being a metamorphmagus but also had the gift of being an animagus who took on the form of a cat. With the death of Professor McGonagall during the war she was the only living witch that took on that animal. The witch knew that she had no choice but to talk to Cissy about this even if it meant she had to go to the muggle world.
Allegra opened the wardrobe that she had near the door of her flat and removed a trench coat that she put over her blue robes, put on a pair of white gloves and removed an umbrella.
She walked to the alleyway of London’s bakery tapped her umbrella three times that she opened it and let it float her to the Blake house.
When she arrived she walked in on something that she never expected to see The witch could see into the kitchen and saw Cissy laying on the table on her stomach a man had her by the hair and thrusting into her anal passage. She could hear the moans and the skin hitting skin with frenzy. What shocked her was not that Narcissa was having rough sex, but with who was her partner in her little tryst. It was impossible but she saw the tattooed chest and blazing eyes of Sirius Black. She was so distracted by her shock she did not hear the man behind her until she felt the wand pointed at the base of her neck.
***
Harry stood at the muggle train station waiting for the train to arrive. Harry was phoned that morning by the Anita- Michaela that morning to inform him that Rupurt Giles was delayed and that there will be someone in the evening train at six o’clock that could help since Rupert Giles was in the states and it will take him some time to get away; a man called Logan Reese.
Harry touched the folded manila envelope that was in his pocket an envelope that he discovered in Hermione’s room. He could not say what lured him there or made him look in her dressing table but there it was, a piece of muggle mail. It was not unusual since Hermione was a muggle but what shocked him was that on the line for the return address was R. Lestrange with the address of the solicitor firm Constantine Hoffmann Greenwood and Ravenshaw. The other item that was a surprise was the muggle drivers license and bank book that had the name Hermione Snape. His reverere was interrupted by the sound of his name
“Harry Potter?”
He turned nodding his head indicating it was he
A man with long hair tied in a ponytail with a fedora hat greeted him.
“How do you do, I am Logan Reese” he said as he gave his right hand with a tattoo of a dragon’s head for him to shake
Hermione was standing in the drawing room of the country house when she smelled a famillair smell behind her. When she turned she saw the square jaw five foot seven frame of her friend Peta Two Feathers. The woman was dressed in traditional Native American from the States with her customary feather braided in her hair and the stone that was around her dolls neck around her own. In her left hand was a traditional medicine pipe. “Hello Johnnie”
“Hello Petie. Maybe you can tell me what is going on”
“I don’t know for certain, but it is most likely connected to the fact that your spirit is out of balance. Come with me”
Hermione followed her friend to the terrace and down the stairs to the main lawn. As she passed the terrace she could see her sister Alex wearing a charm bracelet, Professor Snape, Bill Weasley , the black haired blue eyed figure of her cousin Gregory Morgan who was wearing his customary bomber jacket and St Jude’s medal, her sister Cordelia wearing a cross with a rose emblem. They go to the woods were there was a hut made of wood and grass waiting for them. When they sat down she gave Hermione the pipe
“what is it?’
“the pathway to knowledge ”
The witch took a puff of the smoke and began to feel dizzy, as she lay down a vision came to her. She found herself in woods that she did not recognize watching Remus Lupin make a fire with herbs and preparing wine with some sort of strange potion. He was dressed similar to the native Americans of the states with a cape made of wolf fur.
“Great Spirit, I am alone I wish to make myself whole again. ”
When he said the words Hermione heard howling and saw the appearance of spirit wolves lead by a great white wolf. The wolf transformed into a type of Shaman and said “So be it. Have her come forward.”
Hermione saw herself come out of the woods dressed the same as Remus with the addition of roses in her hair.
“Do you, Hermione Jean Granger, take this wereman as your mate from now till eternity?”asked the specter.
Hermione answered, “Yes, I do,” without hesitation or regret.
“Do you, Remus John Lupin, take this woman, Hermione Jean Granger, as your mate from to this day till eternity?”
“Yes, Great Spirit, I do,” The spirit took the wine in his hands and gave it to them to them to drink
“This wine marks your commitment that you have made before this pack. May it strengthen you and your bond.” Hermione saw the wizard’s eyes turn amber and bite her on the neck marking her as his. Hermione heard the howls of the wolves around them celebrating the union.
“You are now mated for life. May the Great Mother always look down on you with kindness,”
Saidthe speacter before he returned to his wolf shape and run off into the woods
Hermione woke from the strange dream on a sofa that she momentary did not recognize where she was. When she saw her doll she remembered she woke in St Mungo’s without memory of what happened with a doll at her side. Then she remembered the dreams, Professor Lupin kissing her. She put her finger to her lips and she recalled how wonderful it felt, how right. Her hand then went to the scar on her neck as she recalled the dream she just had. Could it be a memory? The witch could not recall how she got that scar, mating seemed to be a rational explanation. Bugger it all why can’t she remember? Hermione looked around the house that she fled to, not much really changed. Hermione always felt safe here mainly because long ago her godfather Rupert Giles put a protection spell on the house to ward off evil. He eventually also connected the fireplace to the floo network in the case of an emergency. When her mind went to her godfather she remembered that she told herself that she would call him to know what is going on. As she left the parlor to go the the foyer where there is a telephone she noticed another jacket thrown on the chair, a long jacket that belonged to a man. She picked it up and when she did she smelled a musky smell of cinnamon and chocolate. A smell she remembered when she was in class with Professor Lupin. Remus. It felt good calling him by his given name it almost made her feel giddy in way. Hold on, where was he? Hermione put off calling her godfather to find Remus. She did not see him anywhere downstairs so she went upstairs to look for him. She heard a noise from the master bedroom and she followed and found Remus in the bed half dressed
He was laying in bed cardigan open shirt open showing a strong lightly haired chest trousers and under drawers down to his ankles thrusting into thin air calling her name “Hermione. Hermione”
She backed away from the room and ran to the bathroom aroused and frightened at the same time. He had a remarkable chest and a magnificent and large cock that she couldn’t wait to have it thrust into her.
On the other hand she felt a fear that she could not explain that was like a douse of cold water on her. All of the sudden she felt like she could not handle even the thought intimacy and decided to focus on making breakfast for them. Then she will ask Remus some questions about the past few years to find out what went on and take it from there.
***
Remus woke up in a strange place the next morning in a chair with the memory of the day that he took Hermione as his. He remembered where he was when he looked over and saw his mate asleep on a sofa the odd thing was that there was a doll next to her that was the replica of sleeping beauty beside her. He leaned over her and touched her soft skin and was shocked and saddened when he saw her memory of waking up in the hospital was no memory of the past six years.
He forced himself to pull away from her, if she did not remember him then there will be no consent and he would be taking advantage of her.
The lycan stepped back and decided to have a look around. It was not a likely place for a summer house he suspected it was called that because they spent their vacations here in the small village called Ashcott in Sedgemoor, Somerset .
Remus recalled that he followed pure instinct to use the east entrance and saw that the manor house was on a large estate called Ashcott Manor a large country house of Victorian architecture in neo roman style. The werewolf went down a stone path trimmed with flowers to another manor house by a lake with a boathouse at the far left. The manor house was smaller than the average size, possibly from some sort of accident or fire and was remodled at that particular size. It was a stone building with red slate roof and a red front door with a lion head door knocker.
He went in with the key and saw a large foyer that went into a drawing room that he found Hermione in, to the right of the room was a salon, then a parlor, then a lounge. To the left of the drawing room was the dining room, then the billiard room. The rooms were decorated with simple yet elegant furniture that was comforting and inviting.
‘beautiful isn’t it?’ he heard in his mate’s voice
He turned to see her still asleep in the couch with her doll
He rubbed his eyes and tried to clear his mind.
The drawing room had French doors that opened to a terrace and a Japanese stone garden
‘my uncle Harrison commissioned it he was quite fond of Asian culture’
When he turned this time he saw her, rather the outline of her dressed in the fur and skins she wore when they mated. He was momentarily frozen from the shock of the possibility Hermione died in her sleep. He looked back at her and was relieved when he saw her gentle breathing and heard her heart beat.
‘When the house burned from a fire he rebuilt it as a place to get away from the main house’ she then turned into a wolf then went up the stairs and a confused and intrigued Remus followed.
He found her again in a bedroom laying on the bed. He could felt his body react to her once again, he never could get enough of her. Normally he tried to be romantic He could smell her body lotion that smelled of mandarin oranges he half expected to have his hand go through her when he climbed up on her and practically tore off her leggings and untied and pulled up her tunic. and she helped him unbutton his sweater and shirt and pull down his trousers and under drawers . he felt her breath catch as he slid into her desperate to release his ach for her, however she did not seem to mind the lack of romance. His beloved wrapped her legs around him and pull him even deeper into her. It should have been perfect but there was something not right about it, there was no completeness or calmness that he normally felt in her arms, probably since she disappeared during and left him having sex with himself. He honestly could not say if Hermione was there with him or it was his imagination. He knew that she was there when he heard her gasp and leave the room. He felt her appreciate him and felt her confusion and leave. He felt like he had a chance, all he had to do was remind her of their love. He heard her creep down to the kitchen to start breakfast for them. The lycan went to the bathroom wash off the proof of his activities and redress before having something to eat and begin his beloved’s education
***
Draco Malfoy woke the next morning on a leather couch in the parlor of Malfoy Manor in the clothes that he was wearing the day before. He was very tired the night before he stayed up late at Grimmauld Place racked with guilt over the death of his uncle. Cho was there and showed him unexpected compassion and comfort
“Don’t blame yourself Draco, it is not your fault. You are not a mind reader, you could not possibly have known that he would react in such a way. “
“You don’t understand Cho, I am not upset that he killed himself, I am upset because I think that someone killed him and made it look like a suicide. When he talked to me, he was concerned and worried for me. It was like he wanted to tell me something but could not say it because he was afraid someone was listening. ”
“Why do you say that?”
“He told me to contact Cordelia Rose, I checked the name, there is no such person, no one that is still alive anyway. “
“That does seem odd.”
“Why are you here Cho? You and I are not friends”
“No but we share a friend, well who I hope will be my friend. She would not want you to be alone, and I owe her”
“What do you mean?”
“ I recently realized that she was in trouble and I did nothing I need to make it up to her, and she can’t be here like she would want to”
“I need to know what happened Cho, for my family honor if nothing else. I have a feeling if we find out what happened to Hermione we will find out what happened to Rabastan. Will you help me?”
“Yes Draco I will”
Draco found a note from a servant telling him that cho flooed and that Hermione and Lupin were safe in a country house. Draco was relieved but he was still suspicious of the witch’s involvement. Cho never fully explained how she and this cousin of hers were with Hermione when she collapsed. Draco pulled out an invisibility cloak and went to Cho’s flat in wizarding London in the hopes of figuring it all out. The young wizard followed her as she went to the barrier and entered the muggle world. She went to a muggle doctor’s office that read Dr. Maxallaria Horton and waited for someone to leave. Finally a woman with dark hair in knot held by a barrette came out with a powder blue jacket and light leather gloves carrying a tiger print purse. Before Cho had a chance to call to her another woman emerged. She must have been a Chang since she looked like Cho would in twenty years wearing Chinese hair sticks carring a traditional Japanese umbrella on a trench coat with one arm and a leather satchel on the other. She saw before the doctor did
“Hello Cho”
“Hello Li”
“Oh hello Cho I didn’t see you there “
“I’m sorry to bother you but I wanted to ask you something “
“ Johnnie Granger” she said in a knowing tone said the doctor
“I haven’t had a chance to examine her yet. “
“We were going to have something to eat before Max goes to examine her”
said li. “care to join us?”
As she asked the question another woman came out with dark hair and a plaid coat. Draco felt instantly drawn to her barely there slanted eyes.
“goodbye Dr Horton, Mrs Kombyoshi please let me know if I can do anything for Johnnie”
“Goodbye Chuck.” Said Li
“Goodbye Chuck, I will let you know what happens” said the other woman
Draco only had a split second to decide to continue following Cho or follow the young woman called Chuck. His choice was made when he saw a figure menacing behind Chuck as she walked home. Draco hurried after her to make sure she was safe
***
Allegra Zabini sat at in her four poster bed from Italy holding a note from Ethan she recived in the morning. It was not unusual for Ethan to up and leave her; they had a kind of relationship that had no strings attached. The only thing that she insisted on was to know within a day or two that he had gone. Under any other circumstances she would not be worried but the death of Rabastan and Ethan gone was too close together for it to be a coincidence. The offical cause of death was suicide but the blond witch knew better.; There was no real way for the wizard to hang himself the celling was to high and there was no type of stool to stand on to do it. The officials didn’t care to look into it further, one last death eater to be concerned about.
However Allegra was concerned because of the timing between the day Ethan left and Rabastan’s death was too close to be coincidence.
Allegra
I have gone to see aunt Ruby in Canada. please look after the cat for me and give Erma a kiss. I’ll be home for Christmas
XXXOOO
Ethan
As she read the note she saw Ethan go to Hermione’s room and place a doll with a strange stone around it’s neck. Then the witch received a vision of a tall woman of mixed race talking to Ethan. The witch did not know this woman but she knew of her from Ethan. An officer named Martina- Jacquelina Franklin Torres; known to most as Frankie. She was a tough as nails police officer that suspected Ethan of sexually abusing Hermione long ago. However there was no proof and Frankie kept a watchful eye on him ever since.
…“I am not in the mood to fight with you Rayne. You know I am desperate if I come to you for help. I am sure by now you know Johnnie is back and in the hospital. She disappeared from the hospital this morning. Did you speak to her or see her today?”
“No”
“Alright Rayne I will accept that I need to find Johnnie right now. Take my advice and leave town and leave her alone. I owe you this chance but that is all you will get. If you stay I will make it my life’s work to make your life the living hell you put Johnnie through”
However when she left the woman turned into a man with dark hair and dark eyes filled with malice.
Barty!
Ethan must have sensed something was not right with the woman and played along or believed that it was the real Frankie Torres and decided to leave to avoid trouble. Either way and tried to warn her about it in the note. It was not unusual for Ethan to use code however this code was different and confusing.
The only person she thought the sorcerer was referring to is Narcissa, who not only shared Allegra’s psychic gift(that came in handy when she impersonated Allegra) and the Black gift of being a metamorphmagus but also had the gift of being an animagus who took on the form of a cat. With the death of Professor McGonagall during the war she was the only living witch that took on that animal. The witch knew that she had no choice but to talk to Cissy about this even if it meant she had to go to the muggle world.
Allegra opened the wardrobe that she had near the door of her flat and removed a trench coat that she put over her blue robes, put on a pair of white gloves and removed an umbrella.
She walked to the alleyway of London’s bakery tapped her umbrella three times that she opened it and let it float her to the Blake house.
When she arrived she walked in on something that she never expected to see The witch could see into the kitchen and saw Cissy laying on the table on her stomach a man had her by the hair and thrusting into her anal passage. She could hear the moans and the skin hitting skin with frenzy. What shocked her was not that Narcissa was having rough sex, but with who was her partner in her little tryst. It was impossible but she saw the tattooed chest and blazing eyes of Sirius Black. She was so distracted by her shock she did not hear the man behind her until she felt the wand pointed at the base of her neck.
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Harry stood at the muggle train station waiting for the train to arrive. Harry was phoned that morning by the Anita- Michaela that morning to inform him that Rupurt Giles was delayed and that there will be someone in the evening train at six o’clock that could help since Rupert Giles was in the states and it will take him some time to get away; a man called Logan Reese.
Harry touched the folded manila envelope that was in his pocket an envelope that he discovered in Hermione’s room. He could not say what lured him there or made him look in her dressing table but there it was, a piece of muggle mail. It was not unusual since Hermione was a muggle but what shocked him was that on the line for the return address was R. Lestrange with the address of the solicitor firm Constantine Hoffmann Greenwood and Ravenshaw. The other item that was a surprise was the muggle drivers license and bank book that had the name Hermione Snape. His reverere was interrupted by the sound of his name
“Harry Potter?”
He turned nodding his head indicating it was he
A man with long hair tied in a ponytail with a fedora hat greeted him.
“How do you do, I am Logan Reese” he said as he gave his right hand with a tattoo of a dragon’s head for him to shake