I dont know what rating this should be so I said T just in case! I don't know if it really is yet anyway...

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter j.k.rowling does!

PRE HBP

Dear Ms. Granger,

We are assigning you to a new case. It will be a long and dangerous task which is why we have assigned two other aurors to it to work with you. One for his dueling skills and one for his logic. You are assigned to this case for your intelligence. The three of you will undoubtedly make an excellent team. What you must do will take a very long time most likely, and I am sure when you find out what it is you shall think it impossible. But almost nothing is impossible so do not give up! Your task is to find the defense for the Avada Kedavra curse. You and your fellow aurors will meet in muggle London at The Sea Dock at 3:30p.m. You will use the name Harriet Berlow for your first couple of meetings. I shall inform you when you may reveal your true name. You will have as long as you need to figure this out. And yes, we are aware of the bad that can come of this as well as the good. If you have any further questions please Apparate to the ministry to talk to me at 1:30 p.m only. One last reminder don't Apparate to the meeting place. Remember it is in a muggle spot. Good luck!

Sincerely,

Cornelius Fudge

Cornelius Fudge

Minister of Magic

Hermione Granger stared, dumbfounded, at the letter in her hand. She could not believe the Minister of Magic would assign something like this. She knew that it had been tried many times before and no one had ever come close. No, she thought, that's not right one person has come close, and the day after he had returned which was the day he was supposed to give all his information out, he had disappeared along with all his information. Well, Hermione thought, we are going to need that dueling master. She knew where The Sea Dock was. It was actually a little wizard café in a muggle park. She looked at the clock in the kitchen. It was 11:00 a.m. She pushed away her abandoned breakfast and went into her bedroom. She pulled on jeans and a white shirt and went to get her purse from the desk. She had decided to do some shopping in the muggle world before going to the ministry. As she was picking up her purse, her eyes fell on the seven pictures on her desk, one from each of her Hogwarts years. In each of the pictures there were three people looking back at her waving, smiling, laughing, or sticking their tongue out. She saw a boy with red flaming hair, a girl with bushy brown hair, and a boy with untidy black hair. When her gaze fell on this last boy she looked away stifling a sob. It was six years since they graduated from Hogwarts, and Harry stopped contacting them after two years. They hadn't seen him for the whole six years. He hadn't even come to any of the annual Hogwarts reunions. Everyone was worried about him, and Hermione was sure that like her, at least Ron was mad at Harry as well.

She Apparated into the alley behind the local mall, and went into the store. (A/n I don't know what kind of stores they have in malls in England I don't know if there are malls in England so I'm going to use American stores) She walked into the main part of the mall and looked at the stores around her. She decided to go to Sears. She bought a jean miniskirt, and a jean jacket to go with it. Then she walked into another store and bought some open-toed sandals. She went to Sephora after that, bought make-up and then went to the food court. After she ate (she was hungry from her lack of breakfast), she walked around some more and then at 1:30 Apparated to the ministry, after dropping off her bags.

"Hello Ms. Granger," said Mr. Fudge's assistant. "Go right on in"

"Thank you, Sally," Hermione said and opened the door next to the secretary's desk. Cornelius Fudge was sitting behind his desk.

"Aah Ms. Berlow," he said after she had sat down.

"Hello Mr. Fudge," she said

"Oh I was just testing you;" he said, looking slightly nervous. Why should he? "We can call you Ms. Granger here." Hermione heard him cough but she thought she heard something else right before then. She looked around but didn't see anything. She shrugged it off. Hermione knew there were a bunch of charms cast on this office so no one besides Mr. Fudge could get in, and he would tell her if there was someone else in the office.

"Ok Mr. Fudge"

"What did you want to ask?

"I was just wondering…..um…you haven't heard from Harry have you?" she said the last part really fast. The Minister looked a little sad. He cast a silencing charm around the room. Hermione took that as a good sign. She was half correct.

"Ms. Granger…I…..I have," he said

"You have! What happened what did he say? Will I be able to see him again? Will he start writing to us now?" she was very excited.

"Yes I have but I can't tell you anything he said and no he will not be in contact with you. I'm sorry."

"What!" Hermione was outraged. "I have the right to talk to him! At least have him owl me!"

"You see, Ms. Granger, him owling anybody is dangerous to the person he owled and mainly himself."

"I don't care! He hasn't so much sent a note to anyone of the people who care about him! Has he forgotten it all? How many people are worried about him? Has he turned so cold that he doesn't care? Or is he going noble just saying 'oh no, it's too dangerous to talk to any of my friends because Lord Voldemort is after me!' I don't care if he's famous because a power seeking, murdering maniac is after him, I want him to just forget all of that and act like a friend for once in these six years!" she screamed. Mr. Fudge looked angry now. He looked about ready to burst. But instead he spoke calmly.

"You don't mean that Ms. Granger." Instead of answering Hermione jumped out of her seat and threw open the door. It might have been either a good or bad thing that she didn't look back, or else she would have seen a tall man with black hair and glasses step out of the shadows in the Minister's office.

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are assigning you to a new case. It will be a long and dangerous task which is why we have assigned two other aurors to it to work with you, one for her intelligence and one for his logic. You are assigned to this case for your dueling skills. The three of you will undoubtedly make an excellent team. What you must do will take a very long time most likely, and I am sure when you find out what it is you shall think it impossible. But almost nothing is impossible so do not give up! Your task is to find the defense for the Avada Kedavra curse. You and your fellow aurors will meet in muggle London at The Sea Dock at 3:30p.m. You will use the name Nick Jackson for your first couple of meetings. I shall inform you when you may reveal your true name. You will have as long as you need to figure this out. And yes, we are aware of the bad that can come of this as well as the good. One last reminder, don't Apparate to the meeting place. Remember it is in a muggle spot. Good luck!

Sincerely,

Cornelius Fudge

Cornelius Fudge

Minister of Magic

P.s. Please come to my office at 1:00p.m today to talk about some things. You can probably guess about what.

Harry Potter had been awoken by an owl tapping on his window. It was one of the grey owls that brought the Daily Prophet around to subscribers. This time it had something else in a yellow envelope though. Harry sat up and opened the window (it was right next to his bed), put a galleon in the pouch on the owl's leg, and took the newspaper and envelope, and watched the owl take off. He sat there for a moment, and finally decided to get up. He went into the bathroom and took a shower and brushed his teeth. He knew he needed a shave but he didn't feel like it at that moment.

When he got downstairs he looked at the Daily Prophet. It was the usual: You-Know-Who Still Dormant and Harry Potter vanished off the face of this earth has You-Know-Who got him at last? He snorted at the last one. Even thought he knew it was true it still amazed him that the Prophet had finally gotten something right. He and Hermione and the Weasley family had all stopped subscribing when it had written a load of rubbish about Voldemort being gone forever in Harry's seventh year. Most likely because everyone expected him to finish the Dark Lord off before he left Hogwarts. Not so. Harry resubscribed again for news of what was going on. The Prophet was better than all the gossip, though he doubted any of his friends had also decided to get the Daily Prophet. He read the letter and sighed.

"Nothing to do but wait now," he said to himself.

At 1:00 he Apparated to the Minister's secretary's desk. She wasn't there so he just knocked, and when he heard the Minister tell him to come in he did so. Closing the door behind him, he made his way over to the chairs in front of the desk, but he never made it. Mr. Fudge did something he had never been seen to do before. He ran up to Harry and hugged him.

"Mr. Potter I thought all was lost when you disappeared. I was sure we were doomed. That the Dark Lord had won. But yesterday, I suddenly I get a letter from you! Telling me of what happened! Who would have thought the Daily Prophet had been right! Oh I had never been as happy to see a snowy owl before in my life! But you risked a lot sending her! But the main thing is I was the one who got the letter. Oh dear." He pulled back "I'm so sorry Mr. Potter. I haven't seen you in ages though!"

"It's all right sir," Harry said "It's so great to be here again!" They talked for about a half hour when they heard a little beeping.

"Someone's coming," the Minister said "Go into the shadows and wait for a while"

"All right." Harry barely had time to conceal himself when a young woman he didn't recognize came in. She had sleek brown hair (she had changed it for graduation and never changed it back because she liked it better that way) and she had on jeans and a white shirt. Harry thought she looked slightly familiar. She closed the door behind her made her way to the chairs.

"Aah Ms. Berlow," he said after she had sat down.

'Berlow? I don't know a Berlow' Harry thought.

"Hello Mr. Fudge," she said

"Oh I was just testing you;" He looked a little nervous. "We can call you Ms. Granger here" Harry gasped. But Mr. Fudge heard and coughed a split second after he gasped. Not early enough because Hermione looked around. Then she shrugged. Harry listened to the rest of the conversation. (a/n didn't think you would want to read it all again) When he heard Hermione's outburst, he was surprised and more than a little hurt. So that was what she thought of him was it? All those years, and that was how she saw him? He felt anger welling up in his chest. When Fudge said she didn't meant that, Harry hoped she didn't and that she would say so then. But he knew she did when all she did was storm out of the office. He stepped out of the shadows thinking. 'There was one person who didn't get the Prophet.'

"Harry…"

"Mr. Fudge I'm sorry but I have to go."

"Harry," this time it was a warning tone "don't go aft-"

"Don't worry Mr. Fudge I won't contact anyone or go after Hermione, I'm just going to Hogwarts where we decided I'd be living." Mr. Fudge looked suspicious but nodded, and Harry left the office to go home and find his old school things, tears threatening to spill.

Dear Mr. Weasley,

We are assigning you to a new case. It will be a long and dangerous task which is why we have assigned two other aurors to it to work with you, one for her intelligence and one for his dueling skills. You are assigned to this case for your logic. The three of you will undoubtedly make an excellent team. What you must do will take a very long time most likely, and I am sure when you find out what it is you shall think it impossible. But almost nothing is impossible so do not give up! Your task is to find the defense for the Avada Kedavra curse. You and your fellow aurors will meet in muggle London at The Sea Dock at 3:30p.m. You will use the name John Folty for your first couple of meetings. I shall inform you when you may reveal your true name. You will have as long as you need to figure this out. And yes, we are aware of the bad that can come of this as well as the good. If you have any further questions please Apparate to the ministry to talk to me at 2:00 p.m only. One last reminder, don't Apparate to the meeting place. Remember it is in a muggle spot. Good luck!

Sincerely,

Cornelius Fudge

Cornelius Fudge

Minister of Magic

Ron read the letter and looked at the clock. It was already 2:00! He yelped and got dressed hurriedly.

"Why do I always wake up so late?" he scolded himself. It was only by the time he was getting ready to Apparate to the Ministry, when he realized he didn't have any questions.

"Damn," he said and just Apparated into the kitchen for breakfast instead.

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