The Veela and the Lion

H.J.G

H.J.G

It was the famous initial. Anything that's been branded by such initials only meant one thing. Hermione Jean Granger, the famous bandit and her merry crew, have struck once again.

Deep in the Forbidden forest, Hermione and her merry band of mischiefs gathered around a bond fire, laughing and congratulating each other for their successful looting. Her merry men, plus women, all cheered loudly and praised their leader.

Harry Potter, son of Duke James and Duchess Lily Potter.

Ronald 'Ron' Weasley. Harry's best friend and the youngest son of the nobles: Molly and Arthur.

Luna Lovegood, daughter of Xenophilius Lovegood, the journalist of the town paper 'The Quibbler'.

And Ginerva 'Ginny' Weasley, the youngest child of the Weasley family and Ron's sister.

Of course, none would know that the young nobles are involved with Hermione, the famous bandit who steals from the rich.

The mischievous band passed around the small bags of fortunes, looking at the contents they have. The bags contained, gold coins, jewelries, and even expensive cloths. With such prize, all of them laughed happily. They all know that the orphanage will have a good month with all the loot they now have.

Harry noticed that in their small group, a certain someone did not join them in their small victory party. He looked around and found that they are missing the one who orchestrated their little heists. From where he sat, he looked up at the lowest branch of a tree and saw their brilliant leader sitting there while holding a gold necklace with a blue gem pendant. Smiling, he excused himself from everyone and joined his longtime friend.

"You doin' okay there mate?" Harry asked the teen with a bushy brown hair. He watched Hermione tucked the necklace immediately inside her robes and nodded her head silently. He has to stifle his laughter at how Hermione desperately hid the precious jewelry. "I know, ya know." He grinned and winked at his friend.

Hermione staggered and almost fell from the tree branch. She was lucky that she was nimble enough to lock her legs on the branch, preventing her to fall down. She glared at her friend. "If I fall, I'll make sure to drag you along with me."

"I know you won't mate." Harry laughed and looked at the moon that's visible through a gap between the trees that surrounds them. "So... Why didn't you grab the last treasure? That would've been a fortune for you." He grinned. "Probably the greatest treasure you will ever steal."

Hermione stayed silent for a minute before sighing. She figured out what Harry was implying. "I didn't like the intricacy of the design. Plus it might bear the royal seal." She explained.

"Since when did the 'royal seal' stop you?" Harry grinned mischievously.

Hermione ignored her friend and placed her hand above the pocket where the jewelry is. She closed her eyes, gripped her pocket, and reminisce what had happen earlier of the day.

Flashback

"So tell us, oh brilliant leader, what are we stealing today?" Ginny asked. She poked her head up from the bush she was hiding at and patted the nearby bush. "So?"

The bush Ginny patted shrugged. "I'm not 'mione." The bush said with the voice resembling of Ron whispered.

Ginny patted the other bush. "Not me, love." Harry's voice came from the bush she patted.

The redhead was about to pat another bush but Luna's head popped up from it.

Annoyed, Ginny now stood up from where she was hiding and looked around vehemently. "Dammit Granger! Whe-ow!" She saw a rock rolling on the ground and looked up to one of the hanging branches and found Hermione crouched behind the shadows, glaring at her while holding a rock.