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Since the Battle of Hogwarts, the entrance to the Ministry of Magic had returned to normal. At Ron's request, Harry took time off his Quidditch practice to take Hermione to wherever she was going. They Apparated to London, and made their way over to the old red telephone box that stood on the pavement.

"So, what do they want with me again?" Hermione asked as they entered, peering through a broken pane of glass.

Harry looked up from the piece of paper he held in his hand. "Well, what it says here is a load of technical jargon. Ron's version was that apparently, after Krum's visit yesterday, he's got the gist that you don't want to get back with him. So he's contacted the Ministry and appealed for an immediate divorce. I'm sorry, Hermione. Really, I am."

He reached with difficulty for the receiver, which was trapped behind him. It was a tight squeeze in the phone box. He peered at the dial. "Okay, it's six, two, four, four... and two. Okay."

The familiar female voice sounded coolly from seemingly nowhere at all.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business."

"Harry Potter, Auror Office, here to escort Hermione Krum, visitor, to her divorce hearing with her husband," said Harry confidently. He smiled encouraging at Hermione, who looked at the ground. This was the first time she had seen Harry in ten years... not exactly the ideal reunion.

"Thank you. Visitor, please take the badge and attach it to the front of your robes."

A badge appeared with a clinking rattle from the slot where return coins normally came out. Hermione took it. It said: Hermione Krum, Divorce Hearing on it. She pinned it to the lapel of her jacket and tried to return Harry's smile.

"Visitor, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand for registration at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium," the cool voice said. Harry looked down at her.

"When did you last come here?" he asked curiously. His black hair was falling over his eyes as he spoke. Hermione shrugged.

"It was when we came here to get the prophecy. When Voldemort was discovered by the Ministry. I haven't been here since." She shrugged again and didn't say another word.

The telephone box floor shuddered, and the box began to sink into the ground at what seemed a snail's pace. Hermione stood awkwardly, pressed against Harry in the confines of the box. After what seemed like a century, the door of the box opened.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant day," cooed the voice. Hermione and Harry stepped out of it and into the hustle and bustle of the Ministry. Hermione recognised the familiar hall, with its fountain and statues and many fireplaces. As she passed the fountain, she dropped in a silver Sickle.

They got through the security check easily. As they were passing back through the golden gates and into the smaller hall beyond them, a man around their own age approached them.

He had short, sandy hair and deep grey eyes. He was also quite wide in the chest, and his arms bulged with muscle. He waved with one hand, running the other through his hair.

"Hermione? Is that you?" he asked. Harry grumbled under his breath, "I can't deal with this right now."

"Cormac," he greeted the man out loud. Hermione started. Cormac? Cormac McLaggen? But... but she hadn't seen him in years... eleven years! Ever since the Battle of Hogwarts! Did he work at the Ministry?

"Hello, Harry. What's going on? Why is Hermione here?" Cormac asked.

"Look, Cormac, I really don't have time. I have to get Hermione to her hearing," Harry replied tiredly.

"What hearing?"

"I don't think it's anything of your concern. I'm sorry, we have to go. Come on, Hermione." Harry nodded to Cormac, gestured for Hermione to follow him, and hurried in the direction of the lifts. Hermione looked apologetically at Cormac and did as Harry said.

"We're going to Level 10, but we can only go so far as Level 9. Then we have to take the stairs," Harry told her as the lift doors closed. The lift went down one more level before the doors opened.

"Level Nine, Department of Mysteries," said the cool female voice that had appeared in the phone box. They got out (nobody got in) and hurried to a flight of stairs on the left. Harry turned to her.

"Hermione, I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come in with you. I'm really sorry. This hearing won't last long; they just want to get the divorce done. Krum was very insistent. Then they'll schedule another one to decide possession and so on. I hope it goes well, and Hermione, I know that this whole thing has been a bit strange, but I am so sorry for what's happened."

After going down the stairs, they arrived at a door which said 'Courtroom 5'. Harry gave Hermione a hug. Before he let go, he whispered, "I'm so glad you're back. It wasn't the same without you."

Hermione rested her head on his shoulder. No matter what she told herself, she couldn't hide the fact that she had missed him enormously.

Then he knocked on the door of the courtroom. A short, curly-haired witch opened the door. She smiled at the two of them, glancing at Hermione's name badge.

"Ah, Mrs Krum, you're here. I'm sorry, sir, but you'll have to go now." Harry nodded.

"Good luck, Hermione," he murmured. Then he turned to walk back towards the stairs. Hermione stared at his retreating figure, wishing he could come in with her and help her. Soon he had vanished from sight. She turned to the witch.

"I'm ready. Is my husband here?"

"Oh, yes, Mrs Krum. Now, I'll have to take your wand, if you don't mind," said the witch, quite kindly. Hermione obligingly handed over her wand.

"Thank you. If you would come this way, please?"

A/N: Bit of an abrupt ending, I know. But if I went on to the next bit it would add another 1000 + words. So yeah. You'll just have to wait for the next chapter!

I will admit that I got a lot of the Ministry of Magic stuff from Harry Potter 5: The Order of the Phoenix. But what could I do? I want to keep it similar to the book and I didn't know what else to put. Should I have made the 'cool, female voice' have a convo with Hermione about boy problems? So yeah. Sorry but I think I did okay with that.

I am also sorry for making this chapter very short too - but at least it's 1000 words! Woo! Achievement!

I hope you liked it, please review and tell me what you think! I'm not saying you have to, but I'd like it if you did.

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