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"Morning," Dean muttered against her neck as he woke up. She shifted in his hold and his arms tightened around her.
"Morning," she said sleepily. "I'm hungry."
He snorted at her. "How do you eat so much food?"
"The same way as everyone else, I put it in my mouth, I chew it and then I swallow it."
He nipped at her neck for being a smart arse and she yelped in surprise, turning her head to scowl at him. She sighed when she saw his innocent expression, yeah, she had seen that look multiple times before, growing up with The Weasley Twins taught her a lot.
"What do you want for breakfast?" He shrugged. "I think I want some cereal for a change and I should have some in my bag, along with milk."
"I could eat cereal," he nodded.
"Alright," she moved out of his hold and climbed out of bed, stretching her arms above her head and she saw Dean's eyes flash lustfully as her t-shirt rode up. She found her beaded bag and pulled out the cereal and milk, placing it on the table.
"Tupper," Hermione called softly.
"Mistress call for Tupper," the house-elf bowed and Dean jumped when he appeared. This house-elf wore a white shirt and black trousers, with a black apron tied around his waist. He had pointy ears and large blue eyes, his skin a light green colour.
"Good morning, Tupper," Hermione smiled. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, Mistress, Tupper happy he serves Mistress," he said, his eyes watering.
"I'm happy you decided to join the family."
Tupper started sobbing and he threw himself at Hermione, wrapping his arms around her legs and Hermione bent down and hugged him. Hermione comforted him until he pulled back and wiped at his eyes.
"What can Tupper do for Mistress?" He asked.
"Can you please bring me some bowls and spoons, as well as a cup of tea and some coffee for both Dean and Sam?"
"Yes, Mistress, Tupper knows how to makes it to their likings," he said proudly and she smiled at him.
He turned to Dean, who had now climbed out of bed and was making his way over to Hermione. "You be the Mr. Dean?" He asked, scrutinizing him.
"That's me," Dean replied, wrapping his arms around Hermione and pulling her against him.
Tupper nodded. "Mimsy said you be a goods man, you not hurt my Mistress."
Dean wasn't sure if it was a threat or a statement, but the house-elf disappeared, reappearing momentarily with what Hermione asked for.
She thanked Tupper and sent him on his way, placing a Stasis Charm over Sam's coffee, she prepared the cereal and they sat at the table and began eating.
"What's his story?" Dean asked, and he was surprised when she beamed at him.
"Tupper, he's been with me for nearly a year. I came across him when I was asked to help with a gnome infestation case, seeing as the RCMC Department was low on personnel due to illness and an increase in cases. He was being chased by a pack of dogs, if they would've caught him, they'd have mauled him to death."
Dean frowned. "Why was he being chased?"
"It was punishment; he accidentally tripped over a corner of the carpet and spilled water over his previous Master. The dogs hadn't been fed for five days either, Tupper was forbidden from using his elfin magic to escape. If he could out run the dogs, he got to survive another day, if not, he was eaten alive. The previous Master was imprisoned due to the dark magical artefacts that were found in his house. The dogs were put down since they were dying from disease and malnutrition. Tupper was the only house-elf on the property. I healed his injuries and he's been with me since."
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The Witch and The Hunters
FanfictionNine years after the war, Hermione's the Head of the Auror Department that specialises in dealing with Magical Creatures and fugitive Death Eaters that are loose in the Muggle World. With the fugitive Death Eaters no longer hiding in Britain, she's...