My Double Agent

Chapter 22 ~ Thanksgiving

Thursday morning, November 27th. Thanksgiving. Hermione was still sleeping when she woke up to the smell of something delicious. She looks over at Harry who was messing with the stove, "Harry?"

"Hermione!" Harry turns around, flour all over him.

Hermione looks at him confused, "What are you doing?"

"Well, you've been really down since Ron left, and it's Thanksgiving. So, I'm making you some chocolate chip pancakes."

Hermione leans up and walks over, looking at the pancakes he is making, "Oh, thank you Harry. That's really sweet."

"Now go sit, I'll bring it over."

Hermione looks at him weirdly and sits at the table, something was fishy. Soon Harry waves his wand and the table is made, he then runs over placing down their plates of pancakes. Harry sits across from her and smiles. Hermione looked around then back at him, " Ok, what is going on? You're acting really weird."

"Fine... I want to go to Godric's Hollow."

"Harry... that's where he wants you to go."

"I know but... I feel like we might actually find something."

"I hate to admit it.. but, I think you're right."

Harry cheers to himself quietly causing Hermione to giggle at him, "Sorry, I was prepared to try and convince you.", Harry says sheepishly.

"We need to prepare though, make background stories and come up with fake names for when we go."

"Ok. What are you thinking?"

"Well..." she hesitates before taking her necklace off which held her ring and puts it on her finger, " We could be spouses."

"That- could actually work."

While they ate they came up with a whole new life, so they can blend in. Hermione nods, "Dudley huh?"

"To be honest, I miss him."

" I'm sorry. I guess Penelope will be my name."

"Cute."

Hermione rolls her eyes, "Dudley and Penelope Clearwater. That should work. From now on, if we fear someone is nearby, that's who we are."

"Ok."

They sat there in silence for a bit as Hermione smiles at her ring, she had an excuse to wear it how it should be. Pretending to be Harry's wife in public, would be interesting. After a while Harry stands up and stretches, "I'm going to go do a patrol, mind washing up?"

Hermione waves her wands and the dishes begin cleaning themselves, "Sure."

Harry chuckles as he exits the tent. Hermione looks down at her ring again. "Severus..."

~

Severus is sitting at his desk petting Crookshanks when Minerva walks in, "Severus."

"What do you want?"

"I know your 'boss' has to keep everything under control... but it's Thanksgiving... maybe we cou-"

"No."

"When did you become so cold hearted? If I let them have a feast anyway?"

He looks up at the old witch and sighs, "Fine, But I won't be attending."

"I didn't think you would. I still can't believe you stole Ms. Granger's cat."

"Don't you have something better to do?"

Minerva huffs and walk out of his office, slamming the door behind her. He sighs and looks at Crookshanks, "I would join them if I could, looks like we'll celebrate ourselves huh?"