CHAPTER FOUR

After the second wizarding war Hermione Granger had went back to Hogwarts to retake her last year. While Ronald and Harry went into auror training which they were offered right after the war. She passed her N.E.W.T.s with straight O's, no surprise there. She currently works as the Deputy head to the minister of magic Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Hermione woke with a start as her wand chimed on her night stand. She sat up and grabbed it to turn her alarm off. Looking at the clock it was 6:30am on Monday morning.

She sighed as she got up and got ready to start her day. Heading towards her bathroom.

Showered and dressed she headed down to her kitchen to make a cup of coffee and some toast. As she blew into her mug inhaling the aroma of coffee she sighed in contentment.

As she spread some butter on her toast, an owl started pecking at her window. Morning post was here. She opened the window and the owl dropped her post in on her kitchen counter. She gave the owl a treat and it hooted in return.

She saw the owl had delivered the Daily Prophet and only one envelope. She threw the prophet into the trash bin not bothering to read at all. She knew it was all rubbish if Rita Skeeter was involved.

She picked up the envelope and opened it. It was from her former head mistress.

Dear Miss Granger,

I would like to invite you to come to Hogwarts to discuss a rather peculiar situation maybe over some tea. I have also sent via owl an invitation to Mr. Potter. Please be here on Friday at 7 sharp. I will be there to greet you.

Head mistress

Minerva McGonagall

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Harry Potter stepped into the fireplace of 12 grimmauld place and floo'ed to the ministry. From the elevator to the top floor where he knew Hermione was in her office. He walked up to her door and knocked.

"Come in." Harry opened the door slowly. "Good morning, 'mione." He smiled closing the door behind him and sitting down on the chair in front of Hermione's desk. Her desk was neatly organized save from an open file with papers sticking out and a quill in it's ink well. Hermione looked up and saw her raven haired bespectacled best friend.

She was glad he looked alot better now since the break up with Ginny. While Ginny was in her last year at Hogwarts and Harry was doing auror training the two seemed to just drift apart. Harry felt horrible and blamed himself like he tends to do for not taking more time to be with Ginny. Though now he seems to have moved on.

Ginny is now playing professional quidditch as chaser for the Holyhead Harpies. She had been drafted right after Hogwarts. Hermione and Ginny have gotten closer during the time at hogwarts with out the boys. They still exchanged owls ever so often. Ginny was hardly ever in one place for a certain amount of time considering her career. Hermione thought Ginny had moved on as well.

"Good morning Harry. Did you happen to get an invite for tea from Minerva on Friday?" Harry nodded. "I'm not sure what she meant by peculiar situation. Hermione agreed," Not sure how what we have to do with that peculiar situation either."

"Hey guys! Good morning!" Came a voice from the door way as it swung open. Ronald Weasley came in and sat down on the other chair in front of Hermione's desk.

Ron and Hermione tried to date right after that passionate kiss during the battle and when it was over. Emphasis on tried. Hermione didn't feel like she was in love with Ron at all. They had totally different views of everything from work to life in general. They argued a lot and could go weeks without speaking to each other as a result. She broke up with him and it has been 2 months since then. Though she knew Ron still hoped to rekindle their relationship.

"Morning Ronald. Did you get an owl from Minerva this morning?" Hermione asked. "Nuh uh." He replied looking at her confused.

"Minerva invited Hermione and I to tea on Friday." Harry added. "Why didn't I get an owl?" Ron huffed crossing his arms. He can still act so much like a child at times. Hermione rolled her eyes," Honestly Ronald. We don't know. All she said was she wanted to discuss something with us. Harry and I were just talking about it."

"Ok. Well let me know what happens then." Ron said seeming to get over not being invited. "Don't worry mate. We will." Harry smiled and patted his Ron on his shoulder.

"If we're done here boys. I'd like to get back to work." Hermione shuffled the papers in front of her. "Yup. Will do lunch later." Harry stood up with Ron,"later "mione." "See you two at lunch." She replied.

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The elevator chimed as the door opened to the atrium. Draco Malfoy strolled inside along with the other employees. He pretended to not notice the stares as he dusted off his robes and made sure his hair was out of his face.

Surely a few years after the war people would of gotten tired of him by now. Seeing as his trial had got him in probation. Thanks to the golden duo speaking at his and his mother's trial. The conditions where he had to re take his last year at Hogwarts and aid in anyway with capturing the other death eaters that managed to escape. Not to mention that he was now engaged to one Astoria Greengrass once she graduated Hogwarts. An arranged marriage of course courtesy of his parents. He had gotten to know Astoria these past few months. Although they respected each other neither really felt any romantic love.

Narcissa Malfoy was sentenced to one year under house arrest. His father Lucius however was not so lucky. Receiving a life sentence. Draco didn't really mind, although he still had even an ounce of love for the man he still deserving of his punishment.

He stepped out of the elevator into the auror department. Yes, the Draco Malfoy is an auror. The irony was not lost on anyone. Although he did not believe in the blood prejudices any longer he did not feel the need to tell the public. His skills as an auror over the years proved to be an asset to the team. Harry Potter as Head of the Auror department was the only thing he disliked about his job. Which made Potter his boss. He disliked the bloke slightly less now but still it's bloody Potter, boy wonder, scar head need he go on?

Speak of the devil." Good morning Malfoy. Any more info about the Dolohov case?" Harry asked as he walked up to the blond coffee in his hand.

"Nothing to note. I'll come talk to you when If I find something credible Potter." He drawled sounding bored already. Harry nodded and gave him a small twich of the lips before he walked into his office.

"Bloody Potter." He grumbled,rolling his eyes as he truned around to sit at his cubicle.