Chapter 1: Turnabout Granger
"Deep breaths Hermione. You're only going to prosecute Lucius...whatever he's calling himself now. Right. Nothing big." she thought. "Only you would think something like that, Miss Granger." Snape was walking down the hall, and was using legimency, apparently. "Let's go inside ,shall we?"
The inside if the holding cell was large and well furnished. The man in question was at a desk, scowling at...a computer? Hermione blinked. Definitely a computer. Noticing his guests, he snapped it shut and turned to greet them. He was wearing a simple black shirt and trousers. Nervously, she began questioning him.
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Lucius shook his head. Really, sending a rookie at him. She was obviously nervous, and, ouch, his bracelet was cutting off his blood flow. He weighed the consequences of telling her not to twitch so much and risk revealing the Gramarye family secrets or keeping quiet and hope there wasn’t a bruise. He decided on the former, and said “Miss Granger, could you please stop fiddling with your sleeve? You’re radiating nervous, and frankly, it’s quite distracting.”
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She started. She hadn’t noticed she was twitching. She glared at him suspiciously and continued asking questions. He sighed irritably “I told you, I was sent here.” “By You-Know-Who?” “Would he send me to spy on himself?” He sighed again. “Look, my defense attorney, sorry, attorneys will be here soon. You can talk them, and...speak of the devil.” She twisted around to see a young man of about 20 walk into a room. He was wearing a red jacket, and had a bracelet on his wrist. And his hair! Was that even possible? There was a flash of blue, and when she turned around, there was a 15 year old girl hugging Lucius. She was wearing a magicians outfit, Silk hat and all. “How come you always get in trouble? Honestly.” “Oh, be quiet. He’s not the one who’s been kidnaped by the amazing Mr Hat” There was a knock on the door, and a spraying sound.

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“Uh, I don’t think that’s a good” He called as she opened the door, and got a face full of luminol. “Idea” He finished. “Ema, where did you get that?”

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