Mrs Weasley, Magical Law Enforcement
"My heart goes out to her, it really does, but this is against all kinds of laws. I'm sorry, but I cannot allow this!" Hermione said, halting mid-pace to look at the man. His sad pout left her feeling guilty and ashamed. She let her shoulders drop and leant against her desk.
She looked down at the photograph. A woman stood smiling brightly, holding the hand of her ten-year-old daughter. The girls hair was a beautiful wavy brown. Looking down Hermione saw, she had a matching, well kept tail.
"As far as I know, no half-centaur children have ever been allowed a wand, or entrance to Hogwarts."
"But she's my grand-daughter, you have to do something!" hermione stood and moved to the other side of her desk, taking a seat and consulting her notes.
"Everybody is somebodies grand-daughter. Besides, I have three other known half-centaurs on my record and all of them live with their centaur parent," she looked back at the man, "I am one hundred percent for diversity and individuality, but wouldn't she be happier with her father?"
"She has grown up being told that she'll be able to go to Hogwarts. You can't take that away from her!" Hermione shook her head again, they should not have promised something like that.
"The magic of a half-breed is temperamental at best, and of those who have been allowed to attend a wizarding school; all of whom have been humanoid, only one has actually graduated," Hermione sighed and put her head in her hands.
"Please, Mrs Weasley, are you sure there is nothing you can do?" Hermione took a deep breath and took out three pieces of paper. On the first, she wrote a 'formal' letter to the Headmaster of Hogwarts. On the second, she wrote to the Head of the Auror department. The third and last one, she passed to the man.
Neville,
I want you to trust me with
what I am about to do.
I will be there in 1 hour.
Hermione.
Harry,
I'm about to do
something stupid
Love,
Hermione
Diagon Alley,
Monday 10am.
Written for the '365 DoD': 4. Heart