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Time flies even when you are not having fun
"Hermoine I have reviewed your last proposal about revising laws for magical creatures. I know these laws were made over a century ago, but the winzengamot will have a hard time approving them specially coming from a junior employee "- said Kingsley pacing in his office.
"I know minister but it's a start and I will not stop until those creatures get their rights as they deserve." - said Hermoine firmly.
"Hermoine, you know very well I would like to see that too. I just want you to be aware that it will not be an easy task"- answered Kingsley
"Kingsley"- said Hermoine dropping her voice- "you know very well that nothing has been easy since the war"
"There are still people who believe Voldemort will rise to power" continue Hermoine "people who had lost so much on Voldemort's doing, It has been 3 years and there are so many changes that need to take place starting with equal rights for creatures who had been treated horrible by wizards for so many years, is all over again purebloods believing to be superior than muggle born. Centaurs, house elves, goblins, we all fought for this to end. "
"Are you sure you don't want to consider about transferring to the magical law department?"- said Kingsley with a small smile." Very well Hermoine Granger, I will schedule a meeting with the Magical law department and we will discuss your report… I cannot promise anything…"
"Thanks minister"- said Hermoine with a satisfied smile "Oh by the way Mrs. Weasley wanted to know if you will be going to the burrow for diner tomorrow night, we are celebrating Percy's promotion"
"I wouldn't miss Molly's cooking… thanks Hermoine"
Hermoine stepped out of Kingsley's office and headed to her office. Three months have passed since Ron's last letter and she read it about 30 times since then, hoping he'd come back sooner, Nobody knew about Ron's whereabouts since it was a secret mission only very few people from the ministry knew about it and it was well kept since they were all required to do the unbreakable bow.
Hermoine walked to the pub located around the corner from her flat. She would meet Healer John Linus every Tuesday after work for coffee.
"Oi Hermy!" said John while waving her hand in the air
"I told you not to call me that!" said Hermoine a bit embarrassed while scanning the pub for the onlookers.
"Well since you told me about that story about Grawp, I find it very amusing to call you that" – said John with a smirk.
"Well then I will not tell you any more stories" said Hermoine while trying to catch the waiter's attention.
"Oh please do, you know how I love your stories, I have never met someone that has gone through so many adventures at such young age"- beg John.
"They all sound amusing now, but there were not half as fun back then" said Hermoine "but anyway how were work today?"
"Well had a middle age woman with a bunny tail, a man that will bleed only when you look at him and a goblin that was cursed by someone who found their vaults half empty…. Did you break into gringots again? Teased John.
"Ha ha ha" laughed Hermoine with no humor.
"You know today I tended a House elf with serious injuries and I thought of you" said John fixing his eyes on Hermoine.
"Is horrible how house elves are treated, I already submitted my report about magical creatures and their equal rights"
"I have never met anyone like you Hermoine…. I really wish you will give me a chance" beg John.
"John we have talked about it and we agreed to be friends as long as we will not talk about … us" said Hermoine.
"Ron doesn't deserve you; I would never leave you…. I would…"
"You would never know…." said Hermoine simply- "What Ron and I have goes beyond your understanding John. I beg you not to talk about Ron" said Hermoine coolly.
John knew that was the end that conversation and there was no more going back to convince her to be with him.
"Very well… you should really try the Ice Mocca here, is very tasty."
Hermoine nodded and wondered how many more days, hours; minutes were left until she would see him again.
"Harry stop tapping on the desk, you are making me nervous"- snapped Hermoine.
"I am nervous too all right…? I want this as much as you want it" said Harry feeling offended.
"Kingsley was supposed to let us know as soon as the Winzengamot reached their decision."- confirmed Hermoine.
Suddenly, a dark tall figure walked into Hermione's office. His expressions were subtle and gentle.
"What happened Kings…? I mean minister?"- asked Harry rising to his feet.
"Well, they were able to agree on some of the changes; however they had denied about 60% of your proposal Hermoine, claiming them to be drastic and surreal."
"Well I guess if they are least able to apply some of them… that's only half the battle, I will not give up"- said Hermoine enthusiastically.
"Did they consider my addendum to the proposal?"- asked Harry.
"Well … they were at first very reluctant about that one… They couldn't understand why did you want to create a special ward in St. Mungos for house elves to be tended just like wizards…but at the end I had to make a speech on -how can the wizarding world deny the chosen one such a simple request…"- smirked Kingsley.
"And well they agreed to do it" continued Kingsley.
"I want the new ward to be named "Dobby, the free house elf""- said Harry proudly.
"Oh Harry, that's a wonderful idea"- said Hermoine sympathetically.
"Very well Harry, it seems we are steering in the right direction, but as I told Hermoine, these changes are going to take time to be accepted by some wizards"- warned Kingsley.
"Thanks Kingsley… I appreciate everything you have done"-said harry.
"If I say I appreciate what you have done for the wizarding world, would be an understatement Harry"- smiled Kingsley.
Hermoine arrived to her flat after work and turn on the TV while resting her head on the back of her couch, decided to catch on some old muggle movies her mom have gotten her. Her eyes were slowly closing when she spotted a small owl tapping on her window. She suddenly got up and let the owl in. she unrolled the small parchment, it was from healer Linus, it seemed to be written in a hurry.
Hermoine,
I know you would be interested on coming to St. Mungos immediately. We have just received a big group of Aurors that had been badly injured not too long ago. Unfortunately, your friend Ron is one of them.
Hermoine dropped the letter without reading it thoroughly, grabbed her coat and stormed out of her flat. She was suddenly wide awake and far from tired.
