|Dobby has come to protect Harry Potter, to warn him...|
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Hera didn't really know why she was being summoned to Astrid and Nathan's private lounge area. She had assumed it was simply to catch up, perhaps try to convince her to wed an Iver again, the usual. But what she hadn't expected was to be led to a very secluded area of Iver Hall; there were no guests, barely any staff, and just the odd member of security.
It really felt like she was about to be murdered right there and then.
Eventually, she reached a door, and the steward opened it up and ushered her inside. There sat Astrid and Nathan, seated on a plush leather sofa, another sofa facing opposite with drinking readily available. Hera hesitated at the doorway before, once again, the steward ushered her in to sit.
She glanced between the couple carefully, about to speak until she saw Astrid nudge Nathan. Apparently he was going to start whatever this was? Hera sat down, taking the drink offered in front of her out of nervousness.