529I reach the old bookstore, supermarket, thing.
HYE MART it reads in big red letters.
I have only been in here a couple of times; it mostly sells children's books and comics. Nothing I would usually read.
I take a deep breath and step inside.
Almost instantly I get blinded by cameras flashing in my face.
Arggghhhh.
"Miss Granger, how does it feel to have conquered the Dark Lord?"
"Miss Granger, are you planning on writing a book?"
"Miss Granger, are you and Harry Potter setting a date for the wedding?"
"What?" I ask startled.
I push my way to the front of the blinding photographers and notice the source of their enquiries.
There right infront of me, 'The Daily Prophet' is displayed on shelves for a bout a mile.
And I'm on the front cover.
Great.
"Miss Granger, what are your plans now?"
I look behind me to the dazzling paparazzi.
"In answer to your questions" I begin sternly, "it feels great to have finally got rid of Voldermort" a collective amount of gasps sound at the use of his name.
"Maybe now we all can get some rest" I tell them all, "Secondly, no I am not planning on writing a book, maybe in the future, not now. Thirdly Harry Potter and I are most defiantly NOT an item, just good friends, and lastly my plans now are to leave" I finish and storm out of the bookstore.
I probably should go back.
Hmmmm.
I'm not exactly sure what Severus wanted me to look for in there.
I look down at my hand, im still clutching the issue of 'The Daily Prophet'.
I slowly and resentfully walk over to a nearby bench and begin to read.
Daily Prophet
Issue 1-32-41-86-164.
September/ October
HOGWARTS BRIGHTEST SUTDENT DEFEATS DARK LORD.
Hermione Granger, dubbed 'the brightest witch of her age', defeated possibly the most powerful wizard of the age yesterday without even realising. Harry Potter, AKA, the-boy-who-lived, came to meet Prophet Reporters after the incident yesterday to inform me and the rest of the team of the night's events.
As it seems, Hermione managed to kill the Dark Wizard by the use of wand-less magic, this type of magic is mostly associated with muggle-born's and witches and wizards who have grown up at a non-magic community.
This magic is used when an emotion so powerful overrides the senses and an explosion of magic occurrence happens.
It is commonly only found within Muggles as there is no preconceived idea of magic or how it is to be used, many 'Pure Blood' families grow up with the notion that a wand is needed for magic and therefore never develop these skills.
Possibly the most famous example is where Lilly Potter (of Godrick's Hollow) offered her life for her son, non other than Harry Potter. This was by using said, wand-less magic.
So in the midst of celebrations we ask our selves, what was it that caused such a usually composed witch to express such emotions.
One can conclude that it is no other than her deep love for boyfriend and soon to be fiancé Harry Potter.
"WHAT?" I scream as I read the last sentence.
I only hope Severus hasn't seen this.
Oh god, oh god, oh god.
Why on earth he wanted me to come here I have no idea.
I look up and heave a sigh.
I spot Lucius attempting to pummel Marvil; I suppose I better go save him, the elf that is, not Lucius, that would just be stupid.
"Looney!" I shout, "Leave Marvil alone".
He looks at bit outraged at how I have addressed him again but just snarls at me.
"Mudblood, where have you been?" he growls.
"If you insist on following me around whilst I look for Severus, I suggest you stop calling me Mudblood, that is if you actually want to find him" I wink at him coyly.
He stars at me with an 'i-think-you-need-help-you-disturbed-little-girl' kinda look.
Ha-ha.
"Once you stop calling me 'Looney' Miss Granger" he tries again, "Where have you been?" he hisses through gritted teeth.
Hehehe, slowly, slowly drive him mad.
"Oh I just went to get the paper" I casually state and hold up the copy of The Daily Prophet I found.
"And why would you do that?" he hisses snatching the paper from me.
"To see whats in it duh!" I tell him.
He growls at me and begins to read.
He scans the page and throws it back at me.
Arrogant git.
It lands, folded on my lap, I look down at it and suddenly realise something.
I peer down at the page infront of me;
'Daily Prophet
Issue 1-32-41-86-164.
September/ October
HOGWARTS BRIGHTEST SUTDENT DEFEATS DARK LORD.
Hermione…'
As its folded this is all I can see but it begins to make sense.
I look at the issue number and see that it's different from usual; I mean the little dashes in this months issue are usually left out of the others. I peer at them closely.
'Issue 1-32-41-86-164'.
I think back to when I use to study 'Ancient Ruins', many Greek mythologist's use to use code numbers as a way of communicating.
It seems a bit far fetched but I could be right. Quickly I look for word number 1, and scribble my findings on a piece of parchment from my pocket.
Word Number 1- Hermione, my name!
Word Number 32- meet
Word Number 41- me
Word Number 86-at
Word Number 164- Godrick's, but im sure by that he means Godrick's Hollow!
Oh Merlin.
'Hermione meet me at Godrick's Hollow!'
I feel my heart pound against my chest.
He's at Godrick's hollow, now?
I quickly tear up the piece of paper I was scribbling on.
Lucius stops pacing and looks at me suspiciously.
I quickly swallow the torn pieces of parchment.
"What are you doing?" he asks sceptically.
"Mim Mumgry" I mumble through the paper.
He looks me up and down and returns to pacing.
Now how to get to Godrick's Hollow without Blondie?
Hmmmm.
"Marvil" I whisper.
He looks at me and groans.
"I have a plan" I tell him.
He bears his teeth at me, which isn't surprising really, seeing as last time I had a plan he ended up getting chased around Hogsmeade by an angry Malfoy.
"No, a good one this time" I whisper into his big ears.
He grumbles at me and I take that as I good sign.
"Marvil, I need to get to Godrick's Hollow" I tell him, "can you distract Looney over here?" I ask politely.
He grumbles at me again and gets to his feet.
All of a sudden he kicks Lucius in the balls.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Blondie screams.
I take one last look and begin to concentrate on where I need to apparate to.
I finally see the image of Godrick's Hollow in my head but as soon as I begin to feel the world being pulled around me I feel a sharp pain on my right arm.
I look down just in time to see Lucius Grinning sinisterly up at me.
"Oh no you don't" he whispers.
A second later we land on the ground at where I can only presume to be a street in Godrick's Hollow.
I glare over at Lucius and he snarls back. A second later I feel a cold fist slam across my face.
Wanker.