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Stolen Jewels and Secret Names

“I’m not a thief,” I snickered tossing the small box back to my other hand, “I’m just really good at acquiring things that aren’t mine.”

“I think that means that you’re a thief,” he snatched the box, before my other hand could catch it. He opened it, the last bit of sun coming through the window showcasing the earrings’ large diamonds. “Jesus Hermione, where did you even get these?”

I quickly grab the box, snapping it closed in the process, “I may or may not have visited our good friend, Narcissa Malfoy.”

“You stole from the Malfoy’s?” he hissed, “That’s exactly what I told you not to do.”

“It’s funny that you thought I would listen.” I grab Harry by the arm, “Now come on, I want to see how much I can get for them at the shop”

“I still don’t understand why you feel the need to do these stupid stunts,” he grumbled, now following me, “it’s not like you need the money anyways.”

“We both know the money isn’t technically for me.” I huffed, “I simply anonymously invest it into worthy causes that most pretentious pure blood snobs ignore. I mean you think that after everything that happened, they would have stepped of their high horses and accepted the problems in their own society.”

Harry throws his arms in the air. “There’s another thing I don’t understand, you’re bloody Hermione Granger. Why don’t you just invest your money, as yourself?”

I turn around, causing Harry to abruptly stop, “because Harry, it makes more of a statement if elusive pureblood Astraeia Wilkins donates money rather than muggle born Hermione Granger. People know that I’m against the legislations the DMLE has that obviously favour purebloods. Most purebloods, will only listen to other purebloods.”

Turning back around, I continue walking. Knowing Harry would eventually follow me.

***

With another quick glance at the mirror, I double check my glamour. My usual curls, now black and straightened down to my hips. My brown eyes, now a dark blue. My summer tan replaced with skin so pale, snow is jealous. Astraeia Wilkins, looks like the perfect pureblood.

Ensuring all the 2000 galleons are in the pouch, I quickly apparate to just outside of Gringotts. Straightening my back, and sticking my chin up, I purposefully walk into the building. At counter, the usual grumpy looking goblin was busy writing on a piece of parchment.

“Astraeia Wilkins, I wish to make a deposit into my vault.” My voice slightly higher and more poised than usual.

The goblin, not looking up from his parchment, “the amount?”

“2000 galleons exactly.” This caught the goblins attention. He looked up his writing.

“Your name?”

“Astraeia Wilkins, Vault W91979.” dramatically placing the pouch of galleons on the counter, I start tapping my foot on the ground, feigning impatience.

“Yes, thank you Miss Wilkins. Can I help you with anything else today?” the small creature forced a tight smile, cause his large ears to sit farther back.

“Actually yes there is. I would like to set up a donation to the DMLE. Pureblood Administrative Department. Attention Blaise Zabini.” I enunciated each sentence clearly, ensuring the goblin would understand. “His contact information should already be on file from my previous donations.”

“Yes of course Miss Wilkins. The amount you wish to donate?” I could tell he was trying his best to be kind.

“3000 galleons should be sufficient.”

“The donation will reach Mr. Zabini by end of day tomorrow.” The goblin passed a quill and parchment across the counter, “if you could sign and date the bottom.”

I carefully signed Astraeia Wilkins, her signature distinctively feminine and elegant. “Have a good day, sir.” I nod, the creature returns the gesture.

***

Draco strolls into Blaise’s small office, not bothering to knock. The boys always have lunch together on Thursdays. He carefully takes off his outer robe, hanging it next to Blaise’s on the coat tree.

“You’ll never guess what came across my desk today,” Blaise asks, not looking up from the files scattered across his desk.

Draco takes a seat, carefully placing their coffees on the desk, “Hmm… Another angry letter from Lady Nott?”

“Surprisingly no. It was another donation from Astraeia Wilkins,” he flips the paper around to show Draco the donation receipt, “This time for 3000 galleons. As always she thanks me for the working I’m doing to ensure another war doesn’t break out.”

Draco scoff, “this woman acts like you’re the next Helga Hufflepuff. Not to undermine your work Zabini, but she definitely has ulterior motives.” He quickly scans the documents. “She’s donated almost 20000 galleons this year alone. Not many single witches have that many spare galleons.”

“Drake, just because she’s not a Malfoy doesn’t mean she can’t have spare galleons.”

“I know.” He starts to unwrap his sandwich, “but are you saying you’re not the least bit curious where this witch came from. Surely we would have heard about her around Hogwarts with a name like Astraeia”

Sipping his coffee Blaise thinks to himself. “I don’t know, I’m just glad another pureblood feels the same way about these antiquated laws. I mean today I found out that if a muggle born enters a magic binding marriage they have to split all their assets with their betrothed. But the pureblood has the right to choose how much of their assets they share.”

“I actually knew that one,” Draco hands half of his sandwich to Blaise, “Father Dearest made sure I knew all the laws regarding anything that could affect the Malfoy vaults.”

Blaise shakes his head, smirking before taking a bite. “Of course he did.”

“I fully understand the need to get rid of these laws, but this woman is really persistent. Doesn’t she realize how old and how many of these laws there are?” Draco questioned.

“I don’t know man, but her donations really help when it comes to persuading upper management and paying the OT for the interns” Blaise crumbles up the sandwich wrapper, tossing it into the garbage bin next to his desk.

“Something about this woman intrigues me,” Draco leans back into the seat, stretching his legs out, “I plan on figuring out who she is and what she wants.”

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