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Hermione Jean Granger (grangerdanger) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

Hermione looked over the stranger, with some of the sliver gone the man looked better but defiantly not fully back to normal. He also looked like he was from a more modern time the most of the others she had met here. “Well I know it may be a bit hard to believe but you are” She sighed taking a few steps away, sweeping a stray piece of hair out of her face. “I had nothing to do with you being here…I’m a victim just like you, snatched form my own world and brought here”

“I asked you one and never got a answer” she corrected him “I asked you what happened and never got one word of an answer, any others could have waited till you were better” She looked him over once again, noticing only now that he was not really wearing much for being outside in the cold and snow. She opened her mouth to say something about this but said nothing about it. “Anyway what’s your name then?” she asked pulling her cloak tighter around herself.

She waved her wand, once again at the sliver coming out of him, making it vanish before it even hit the ground. She looked around his feet for any she missed, cleaning it up. “I really am Hermione Granger, In no way am I toying with you nor do I know why you were brought here…I was thinking about finding Jareth and asking him that very same question…Why do this? Why take people from their homes…”

Hermione fell silent for a few seconds, looked the werewolf straight in his brown eyes “I’m so sorry about your daughter, she’s not here that I know of…the people who did this to you don’t have her do they?” her tone was light, full of concern and sympathy. She hoped with all her heart that the answer was no, that the sick people who done this to him, would never get their hand on an innocent girl.