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Recap:
"Snape began his class, and Hermione began plotting for the coming weeks. She would find a way out of this, after all she had been gifted with the best brain that had ever walked into Hogwarts. Right after Potions she would make residence in the library searching for her answer; but for now, she would take notes".
The chair in the library felt empty every time she returned with a new book. No doubt it was, but there was something apart from the physical emptiness, a presence. No that wasn't right, more like a lack of a presence. Not many students occupied the library this time of night, most playing wizards chess or snogging in the common room. Hermione however, was determined. For hours she probed several enormous volumes on laws and values in the wizarding community all to no avail. And her chair was empty.
Where were her friends? Anyone? Harry was singled out too, and yet Hermione remained searching. She didn't know where they were, but she couldn't care less, they weren't with her. Books stacked in piles around her, more often than not it took more time to find a book than it did to discard it.
"All Wizarding laws are finite and just, with the exception of input from a current administrator…" She read this statement for the umpteenth time that evening. All laws were undeniable unless the current administrator said otherwise… blah blah blah. That ruled out finding a loophole in old laws, which she had known for hours and yet she couldn't stop looking, she couldn't admit defeat.
It seemed the only way would be to go to Fudge himself and ask him to, well, persuade him to… She shook her head, there was no way that a man as egotistical as Fudge would ever go back on his word, or be convinced by reason. That was one thing that he and Snape had in common – ego – despite their polars where intelligence was concerned. Fudge was a dull man. Hermione humphed while placing the opened book in her lap and ignoring it. He was so absolutely dull, she bet Snape even knew more about wizarding laws, or the history at least.
Her eyes shot further open, looking inside her head, scared at the thought she had just received. Beating herself up for thinking it, however remotely it had been. She could go to him. That is ridiculous. She thought.He is as repulsed by me as I am of him. But she knew that he was also her best option. However true it was that Dumbledore knew far more on the subject, her instincts told her that there was something else. Something that Dumbledore was keeping from her – from them – and Snape was the only one with the proper motivation.
Hermione willed the courage to rise in her as she set the book atop the others by her chair. Silently, determined, she began to walk swiftly enough toward the dungeons.
AN: Yes, I apologize. I am one of them, you know, the fan who gets caught up and forgets to update….im sorry guys. No excuses, im just sorry. I know this is short and doesn't make up for the amount of time it has been but I honestly need to re-figure where this is going…long run wise…I know the end….but I seem to lack a middle…oopse. Ok, sorry again.