Chapter 8

Hermione placed the phone down on the table. Her cousin had not answered her phone. Rosalie was staring intently at Alice; who had zoned out. Ron glanced between the two vampires confused.

"Hermione are they alright?" He finally asked breaking the thick silence.

"I'm not sure."

"Rosalie," the blonde flicked her gaze onto the witch, "what's wrong with Alice?"

She gave a slight growl, "She is having a vision and normally Edward would tell us what she saw as it happens, but he isn't here and we are going to have to wait for the vision to be finish. Then she will be able to tell us what she saw."

Hermione let out a soft sigh, "Is she a seer?"

Rosalie let out a soft snort of amusement. "Not exactly. She can see the future but if the people she looks for makes. decision. If they change their mind the vision will change. She doesn't make prophecies."

"What about prophecies?" Harry asked coming back down the stairs. He glanced around the room sheepishly. "You haven't went and got your own hero moment have you?"

Hermione flexed her hand several times. She was tempted to send another jinx his way. As much as she wanted too it would do no good. "No, apparently Alice can see the future." She replied nonchalantly.

Harry assuming he was safe stepped back into the living room. It had taken him a moment to figure out how to stop the birds from attacking and then vanishing them from his home. He sat down in the seat across from Ron, who grinned at him.

"What did you mean Edward usually tells you what she sees?" Hermione asked her eyes traveling to the blonde again.

"Some members of my family have certain gifts. Alice can see the future, Edward can read minds, Jasper can manipulate emotions, Emmett is stronger than the average vampire, Carlisle has great control over his blood lust, and Esme is highly compassionate." She said in one breath. Excluding her supposed gift that her family said she had. She felt uncomfortable telling the witch what it was. She hoped the witch would not notice.

Hermione, however,was quick to notice Rosalie not mentioning herself. "What about you?" She asked and then mentally kicked herself. Maybe the blonde didn't want anyone to know.. "Nevermind you don't have to say anything." She quickly blurted out hoping she hadn't damaged whatever little friendship they had built on their sudden trip to England.

Rosalie smiled in relief. She didn't have to relive her past. Her attention shifted back to Alice who had gasped in shock. Vernon lined her eyes. "Rose, our family was attacked."

"WHAT! By who? Was it the Volturi? Are they alright?" She demanded answers.

Alice eyes glanced over at Hermione. "No it wasn't the Volturi. I think it was the witch that-"

Hermione interrupted, "did she look crazy?"

Alice nodded, "She also mentioned you by name and other colorful words." She turned back to her sister. "Our family is safe. Your BMW and our house, not so much. We are going to have to rebuild. Carlisle has moved everyone to Seattle in the meanwhile. Esme has convinced Bella's dad to let her stay with them for a bit." She paused.

"My BMW? What about the Mercedes?"

"Are you kidding? You're worried about your cars?" Hermione asked in disbelief.

"They are my babies. I restored them and it's none of your business what I am worried about." She hissed out. She tossed her hair over shoulder and turned slightly so she could not see the brunette witch.

Hermione's jaw slackened. One step forward. Three steps back. She huffed. "Here I thought you were just vain, but you're materialistic as well."

"I don't have a bag filled with a library." She retorted.

"As much as I hate to interrupt your spat, Hermione we need to catch LeStrange and we should probably head to the States to do so." Harry interrupted. Both women glared daggers at him. He rubbed the back of his head nervously.

Ron stood up. The chair screeched as it was pushed back and placed back under the table. "We should let Shaklebolt know first. Hermione do you want to come with us and see everyone at the Ministry?"

"Yeah. Yeah I do." She replied glaring at Rosalie, who returned the glare. Hermione was tempted to stick her tongue out the blonde. Instead she let out a huff and collected her bag and left the room. All too aware of golden eyes baring onto the back of her head.

"Okay." Ron said shrugging his shoulders. His met Harry's eyes. Who shrugged back at him. "Alice and Rosalie, it might not be a good idea for two vampires to walk into the Ministry of Magic-"

"Oh don't worry about us. We will get a hold of our family and let them know what's going on. We can meet up in a few hours." Alice said. "We will do what we can to help catch her. She did just attack our family and it's now a problem of ours as well." She spoke to Harry and Ron. She grinned as she heard Rosalie growling.

"Thank's Alice." Harry said grateful that they would have magical creatures on their side.

Hermione tugged on the sleeves of her jacket. More out of nerves than necessity. She had not step foot in the Ministry of Magic since they, the golden trio, had broken into the building. She tilted her head up and refused to look down. She heard her name being murmured as she walked by. Some approached and attempted to make small talk. She shut them down as politely as she could. They were pressed for time. She made a mental not the next time she decided to visit it would be because she wanted to and not because she needed to help track down a war criminal.

They stood outside the Minister's office. Gold letters spelled out M.o.M Kingsley Shacklebolt. Harry knocked. The door swung open on its own. Hermione took a deep breath before following Harry and Ron inside.

Kingsley smiled brightly as he spotted the golden trio.