Her - A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Chapter 46: Nagini (7th Year)

"Where the hell are we supposed to find the next one, then?!" Ron yelled at Hermione from the kitchen. I turned my page over, not looking up. "Funny how he gets all riled up when you have a go at Hermione, and then he goes and does the same thing." I sighed.

"I know." Harry groaned from the couch next to me. "Voldem-" Hermione began, before Ron cut her off. "DON'T CALL HIM THAT!"

"Right." I slammed my book down on the table, marching over to the pair. "Ron, give me the Horcrux." I held my hand out, waiting. "No I'm not giving you-"

"Ronald Biilius Weasley, give the horcrux right the fuck now." I demanded, losing my patience. Ron studied me for a moment, debating whether it was worth putting up a fight for, but he eventually obliged and handed me the locket.

"And leave Hermione alone, she knows as much as the rest of us." I snapped, hooking the locket around my neck and sitting back down. "Nice one." Harry grinned when we were out of earshot. "Thanks Harry." I chuckled.

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"It can't be at Hogwarts, Dumbledore would have found it." Hermione shook her head as the same argument we'd been having for the past three weeks resurfaced.

"Fine then! It's not at Hogwarts." Harry retorted. "No, I think if there's any chance it might be, then it's better than staying here. What are we accomplishing in the middle of the woods?! At least Hogwarts is a start." I cut Ron off before he could say anything.

"Well, I think we should start with his orphanage, in London." Hermione suggested as the idea suddenly came to her. "That's brilliant, Hermione!" Ron piped up as Harry dropped into a chair, feeling defeated.

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"This fish is disgusting." Ron groaned, picking at the grey, chalky fish. "Can we have five minutes without an argument." I mumbled to myself. "Then why don't you go out, catch the fish, and then cook it. Harry and I have been doing all the work, while you sit here and complain!" Hermione scoffed.

"Shh." Harry whispered as Hermione continued. "I said, Shut up!" Harry growled as Hermione stared at him, dumbfounded. "How can you defend him, Harry?" She gaped. "No, listen! There are people coming."

We all fell silent, listening for the sound of voices. A number of feet crunched against the ground, heading down the bank, over to the stream where we were camped. "You cast all the enchantments, right? They can't hear us?" Harry whispered as Hermione nodded.

"Here." Hermione reached into her bag, grabbing four extendable ears. We all rushed over to the entrance, tossing the ears out of it and listening.

"That's Dean Thomas and Tonks' dad." I gasped. They were accompanied by a few goblins. Apparently Ginny, Neville and Luna had attempted to steal the sword of Gryffindor, and been caught by the new headmaster. Severus Snape.

When we heard all that we needed to, Hermione pulled a portrait out of her handbag, it belonged to a member of the black family who also happened to have been a headmaster at Hogwarts. Hermione had stolen it from 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Phineas." Hermione called into the painting as a man appeared in it. She asked about the sword and we eventually came to the conclusion that the real one was missing and the fake was at Gringotts bank.

"He said the sword takes in that which makes it stronger.. The basilisk venom, this is it! The sword can destroy horcruxes!" Hermione squealed in excitement. "Great, another thing we don't know." Ron grumbled.

"What do you mean we don't know. We just solved the problem, we know how to destroy the horcruxes." Harry retorted. "Yeah well you don't know where to find the sword." Ron scoffed. "We thought you had a plan, we thought Dumbledore had told you what to do."