29. Obliviate
Once Hermione sobered up again and everyone had talked down to her about accepting an unknown potion from a known traitor, she realized the actions he took and the failure to keep them at Malfoy Manor would be looked upon unfavorably by Voldemort. She worried about him then, despite what had happened there... in that room... she knew without a doubt that she trusted him implicitly. He was deep undercover though, so she couldn’t exactly expect him to serve her tea and biscuits the next time they met. She would also have to better act the part. She didn’t know anything really that could get him in trouble, but the little scraps taken as a whole... They would be quite damning if she was compromised. ‘I’ll have to get those two to think before jumping into dangerous situations. I can’t let the Headmaster’s death be in vain, nor the suffering of his most loyal spy.’ Knowing she could not hope to hide those things from anyone with a decent amount of training in Leglimency she enacted her own plan. Staring herself in the mirror, brown eyes staring into brown, she said with her usual precision, “Obliviate!” She knew no more. |