The Girl Who Disappeared (Harry Potter Fan-fiction)

Chapter 72

Meanwhile, the trio encountered a conflict with each other. Ron was getting frustrated and annoyed at the draining process of finding these Horcruxes.

"Stop! Stop!" Hermione prevented the two from fighting.

Harry points at Ron's neck," Go then, but leave that." he mention the necklace that was Tom's horcrux.

Ron rips the necklace off and casted it away," And you." he turned to Hermione.

Me?" Hermione said.

"Are you staying or coming?" he said, but they responded with awkward silence.

"Fine. I get it. I saw you two the other night. Yeah, that's right. Didn't think I know, did you?" Ron said.

"What? No! I am doing this for Maurelle!" she said.

"Maurelle?! Don't you get it, Hermione? She is gone! She helped kill Dumbledore and has probably killed thousands of muggles by now! She ruined Bill's wedding and kidnapped our friends. She is not our friend anymore! She betrayed us! You can stop protecting her." Ron angrily.

"She did not, Ronald! Tell him, Harry." she screamed at him.

"I agree with Ron." Harry said.

"What?!" Hermione said.

"But...I've known Maurelle since we were little. She wouldn't do such a thing." Harry said.

"Oh really? You sure about that, mate? Did you know she was planning on killing Dumbledore? Did you know she was working with Malfoy?" Ron said.

Harry shook his head.

"Let me tell you something, Harry. It was never gonna happen with her. You missed your chance. They're probably screwing each other now." Ron taunted him.

"Don't you dare talk about her that way!" Harry pushed Ron.

"Face it, you bloody coward! You've given up on her and moved on to Hermione. Move on to every girl you see!" Ron said.

"Piss off!" Harry said.

"Enough! Leave." Hermione said sternly.

Ron left the tent and stormed off. Harry and Hermione sat there, leaning on each other, disturbed from the argument.

"Don't listen to him, Harry. Maurelle loves you, she loves us. You know that." Hermione said.

"Trust me, I've been telling myself that everyday." Harry said.

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Maurelle walked into the Manor with fresh loaves of bread, a jug filled with fresh water, and some chocolates. She entered the kitchen, not acknowledging any stares that come before her. A death eater was brave enough to walk into the kitchen to ask her.

" If you don't mind me asking...What is all of this?You usually never get groceries for yourself." He said.

"We can't keep feeding our hostages dirty water and rotten food. They'll die before we could interrogate them." She said as she was cutting the bread and placing them on to a tray.

The death eater looked at her like she had a point "Well, I'll leave you to it then."

"Fine, I guess I have to carry all of these trays by myself." She mumbled to herself, "it's not like I carry this whole team."

Draco overheard and walked in the kitchen. His footsteps echoed, but Maurelle didn't acknowledge him. She knew his presence but didn't bother to. After their talk, she didn't want to relive it again.