Hermione: Carpet
The wizard opened the door, hoping to see his neighbor. Instead he faced a squad of DMLE. He resisted the urge to groan, and instead started a cheery smile and easy lie but was interrupted.
"We've received information that you're housing illegal magic carpets," snapped the bushy haired official. "You can either let us in or we'll take you in."
The wizard gulped, standing aside. Hermione snorted, and moved past. She wasn't even trying that hard, and they were so easy to follow orders.
Oh well. Perhaps she'd have time for a cup of tea before the next ludicrous call…
A/N: Another prompt that was surprisingly difficult - nearly went with Arthur Weasely, but Hermione was requested and I gave in.
Thanks again to those who've put up with this fic for so long! Next chapter will be Harry.