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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6523209/2/"What exactly is your plan?" Granger asked one hand on her hip and one hand suspended in front of her as if she could conjure a good idea from thin air. Lucius, however, was pleased to note that the worst they would resort to was leaving rope burns on the captives' skin. This was probably both the most entertaining and least dangerous captivity Lucius had ever had to endure. Despite the Order of Phoenix constantly claiming that they walked the high road, they were still a militant group. They did what was necessary.
Potter looked like he was sucking on a lemon and his eyes darted wildly between his captives and his friend. When he didn't answer for half a minute, Granger raised her eyebrows.
"Harry!"
"I didn't!" Potter started wildly and then stopped to collect himself and continue calmly. "I didn't quite get that far ahead."
"I can't believe this," Granger said with a shake of her head, both hands now firmly on her hips and one sneaker stamping on the floor in frustration
"What?" Potter responded, exasperated. "It's not like there's a playbook for how to handle your Death Eater captives!"
"Call Dumbledore!" she demanded and he gaped at her.
"No!" he practically shouted.
"Why not?"
"Because he's being really pissy," Potter responded and Lucius and McNair exchanged glances. Greyback was still trying to shake the cobwebs out of his head. He had had a feeling that Potter and Dumbledore were somewhat at odds but he hadn't expected it to be this bad.
"What are you talking about?" Granger asked, confused.
"I mean," Potter stressed. "That he's all pissy with me and I don't know why. He totally stopped talking to me after I brought back Cedric and it's super annoying!" Granger got a strange look on her face somewhere between anger and utter confusion.
"Where are your relatives?" she asked clearly having nothing to say to Potter's statement and therfore decided to change the subject.
"Gone."
"Gone?"
Potter nodded enthusiastically.
"They, like, fled," he told her. "Movers will be here tomorrow morning which is also why I called you! I need your help getting these guys somewhere before somebody sees 'em and calls the police."
"Why not just let them go?" Granger asked.
"Yes," McNair cut in. "Why not just let us go?"
"Shut up!" both teenagers returned not caring for his opinion. McNair rolled his eyes but returned to his previous state of silence.
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