CyberTech Worlds Clash

Chapter IX

Volunteering

Hermione Granger was having a good day. It had been one month, and three weeks give or take since Dumbledore and his stupid Order had foolishly attacked CyberTech. In fact, those Order members were not only lucky to be alive but from what some Order members said; the magical world was lucky to still be a secret from the muggles. If it could be considered a secret with CyberTech and all of its scientists and staff knowing about them.

Dumbledore and the Order were really that dumb. Hermione couldn't help but sigh a little too much while thinking about that silly old basket case and his nut-job followers. Dumbledore was starting to sound worse than Voldemort. At least Voldemort didn't consider himself as a great and noble hero. Most villains knew people thought they were arseholes.

The day had started out nice as Hermione sat in her office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry preparing for the first term of the new year of school, as she would have a new set of third years in her runes class. Her office was quite nice and big and all that good stuff, but it was a shame her wage packet was so small. It was lucky she got all her food for free and didn't have to pay rent on her apartment at the school.

Hermione wondered how any mage got rich while being hampered in the wage department as there weren't any payment rules like with the muggles. If she got the chance, making a minimum wage would be a start, but without money she could only sigh.

She sometimes wondered why she accepted this job as it could get repetitive. Plus having to put up with Severus Snape nearly every day sneering got beyond the point of annoying. Hermione had even asked other teachers how they lasted so long without hexing him into oblivion. They had all answered along the same lines of they either avoided him like the plague or they used their imagination where they beat him into a bloody pulp on a daily basis, just to tie them over.

Hermione had finished her work by midday as school started in just over three weeks, so she had a lot of time to finish completely; (she wouldn't let Amy know she was so far ahead that she could leave it as or she would never hear the end of it). So, she left the school and travelled to the Order meeting-taking place at Sirius Black's house where her good day was ruined the moment Dumbledore began said meeting. It was another talk about possible methods to re-claim the Girl-Who-Lived.

Some of the stupid things Dumbledore had come up with were beyond idiocy and damn right suicidal and probably would have caused even more trouble.

Though, such schemes where Dumbledore tried going to the muggle Prime Minister and getting him to demand Amanda's return to the Order of the Phoenix came back with amusing results.

Dumbledore had not expected said Prime Minister to laugh at him; literally laugh in his face. It was lucky Tonks was there with the old man or nobody would have heard about it.

Apparently, once the Prime Minister had regained his control after Dumbledore had told him most of the story, he said 'thanks for the laugh', and then point blank refused to even attempt to give them back anyone who willingly left. Dumbledore had tried claiming she was a runaway instead of a 'kidnap' victim as he had been trying to convince them. Apparently twenty-three-year olds were legally allowed to leave home whenever they wanted.

Who knew?

Yes. Sarcasm was a trait Hermione partook in when the time was ripe enough.

From what Tonks told her, the Prime Minister said Harry Avalon held more power than he did, and supplied too much of the governments software, firmware, and technology for it to be smart to go against him in something so mundane as him pissing off the magical community; not that he would have wanted to help the magical world anyway.

The Prime Minister especially didn't like the thought of helping some morons who were trying to kidnap Amanda Avalon. That could potentially end him in a lot of trouble with a lot of people and he did not want Avalon to demonstrate some new tech on Number 10.

Now the old bastard, Dumbledore had Hermione along with Sirius, Arthur Weasley, and Fred and George Weasley to go into CyberTech to try and convince Amy to return to the Order and her 'parents' where she would be 'safe', or in Hermione's eyes, and any sane persons, 'prisoner'. Amy and Ginny were safer than any of them with Harry.

It didn't hurt that Harry was a genuinely great guy. Hermione felt a little jealous she didn't get to hang around him more. Not only eye candy, but a genius eye candy with some of the best tech labs on the planet.

The five of them stood in the large lobby of CyberTech looking around nervously. The front of the building had been repaired and Hermione had been surprised when she found out that CyberTech was charging Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix for the damages caused.

Dumbledore kept throwing the letters away saying it was nonsense. He hadn't looked so sure the last time a letter arrived as it was from a solicitor's giving them their last warning. Apparently, the Goblins at Gringotts were only too happy for their law firm to work for CyberTech while dealing with matters in the Magical World, which was probably now their largest ever client.

If there was something scarier than Voldemort or Death Eaters; it was a powerful company calling in their lawyers on you. Hermione knew that if CyberTech had used Muggle lawyers that Dumbledore would have thrown the letter away like all of the bills. However, Harry wasn't a multibillionaire for nothing, and Gringotts Law were the best of the best in Magical Law and claiming for their clients' money or compensation, and Dumbledore was having his arse dragged through the courts if he didn't pay up, including expenses spent on Gringotts.

The worse part for Dumbledore was that this was not the criminal courts controlled by the Ministry. This was a civil court. They didn't give a shit who you were. They took in the evidence. Then they made you pay. If you couldn't pay in one go; they would mediate a payment plan.

Apparently, Dumbledore wasn't much liked by some of the judges working civil cases as he had used pull and tricks to get out of being fined by them on multiple occasions for things Hermione was curious about but he wouldn't tell anyone, so Hermione figured it was for something messed up.

Dumbledore wouldn't be able to run from a company, and it was obvious he was giving paying the bills thought. It was pathetic. Dumbledore caused criminal damage. If Harry wanted, he could have him arrested; by the Magical World or not, Dumbledore committed a crime. His reputation would have been servery tarnished even if he got off from the Magical World.

Hermione wondered why she even bothered with the Order anymore; the old man had obviously lost his mind. Normally you negotiate before you try invading somewhere but he got it the wrong way around. She hoped the old mans stubbornness took him to court and he loses.

Sighing, Hermione took in the lobby in all its glory. Large was an understatement. The ground floor alone could give Hogwarts a run for its money. It was open plan with great columns running the length and width, reaching up about three floors to the ceiling.

Then to one end they had six massive escalators leading up to a second floor that had a balcony running around the lobby where the ceiling was lower. Then more escalators going up further with a constant flow of people coming and going, left right, centre.

Towards the left was a massive restaurant with the name Avalon above the open doors. The restaurant was packed with staff eating breakfast and chatting with each other. There were some round coffee bars spread out around the lobby with little coffee tables around them full of other staff members grabbing coffees to go or taking a seat with holographic screens and keyboards appearing as they played with some buttons on their bracelets.

To the far right were rows of holographic information screens where guests signed in and then followed labelled lights towards their destinations, up escalators or into the huge lifts that span ether side and behind the escalators. Then there was a massive information desk ran by actual people with small queues leading to each customer service staff all dressed in blue CyberTech suit/skirt-suit uniforms with the logo on the right-hand breast pocket, and white shirt or blouse.

Hermione looked back to the restaurant where the staff there wore similar yet more casual versions of the uniform with aprons worn in different ways. The coffee stand staff were wearing that uniform too. There was even an Avalon branded supermarket.

There's a freaking multi-storey supermarket in an office building! She said in her own head as it had glass windows and went up to the third floor. They must have had shutters that were either closed or closed during the attack as no one mentioned the CyberTech lobby was practically a shopping mall as her eyes scanned over a large gift store, and other shops, and two smaller restaurants as she looked up, and some fast food bars with pizza and burger this early in the morning.

However, Hermione thought that over and if the building was open all day and night it was likely dinner time for some of them. She shivered as this was just the entrance, tears streamed through her eyes.

She turned her attention back to the reception desks and looked to the lower level ceiling above it (though low was an understatement), and her eyes flashed over the logos there. She couldn't see any seams from where she was but knew that behind them were drone docks with weaponised drones.

"Are any of you actually planning to try and persuade, Amy to come back?" asked Sirius suddenly with an amused smirk on his lips as he realised Hermione jumped, she had zoned out so far looking around, but even he was – no – he was beyond amazed. "Coz I only came to say hello, maybe get a cuppa tea out of it, and get to properly meet my godson – and apparently I don't have a clue," he said gesturing around the brightly lit chamber in awe.

"You could fit Hogwarts in here," George couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uh, well yeah, but-but I'm just here to see my daughter," said Arthur with a sheepish shrug as his eyes kept wandering as several small drones flew overhead mostly unnoticed or people just didn't care. "Well that and Hermione keeps on talking about how advanced the muggle gadgets are here," he said lamely as he was sure he would never be underwhelmed here. "I also want to see how my baby girls doing with this new job I heard about," he chuckled nervously.

"We're just here to visit our sister too," said Fred with a shrug as he gestured himself and his brother and around him widely as he dodged out of the way of a guy in an automated wheelchair.

"Sorry!" the guy called out as he passed and took hold of the joystick on his right chair arm, and the orange light around a control panel on his left armrest turned blue. "New patch screwed up self-nav around too many-."

What else he was going to say went unheard as he was drowned out by the crowds of staff and visitors.

"That was strange," George said weakly.

"Yeah," Fred agreed before shrugging. "We live with magic and this is the weirdest place I've ever been."

"Anyhow," George said with a shrug as he turned his attention back to his companions. "There's not a chance in hell Amanda will even consider coming back to the stupid old man, after all of the crap he's pulled."

"Yeah," agreed Fred. "Plus, this guy's super rich and super smart, and our sister has an in with him. There might be some business opportunities. His shop is quite a big bigger than ours," he said while he and his brother looked around at all of the amazing things while they nodded together in agreement.

"I'm just here to see my friends," sighed Hermione tiredly as she led them towards the reception desk while trying not to let them see her staring around too much. "Are any of us even loyal to that stupid old man or do we all think he has lost the plot of reality?"

"Lost the plot of reality," they all answered together chuckling as they moved quickly through a small group of visitors.

Hermione rolled her eyes as they finally reached the desk where a smiling woman sat behind.

"How can I help you?" the reception women asked as she frowned while playing with a little blue earpiece with mic on her right ear.

"We're here to see Amanda Avalon, and Ginevra Weasley," said Hermione with a small smile.

"Sorry," the women replied after a few moments of typing on a holographic keyboard and swiping at a holo-screen below eye level with a darkened back and out of the way. "You don't have an appointment, so I'm afraid that's impossible. Neither have any appointments arranged for today. Come back when you have an appointment please and have a nice day."

"What? But how do we get an appointment?" asked Sirius hurriedly.

"I suppose you could phone the person or persons you want to speak with and I'm sure they'll arrange it," she answered with a smile.

"Then can you give us their phone numbers?" asked Hermione hopefully.

The receptionist shook her head sadly. "I'm afraid not ma'am. I am not permitted to give out personal phone numbers of staff let alone Mr. Avalon' sister and personal assistant."

"Then how do we phone them?" asked Hermione in annoyance.

The woman just continued smiling as she placed a small card with a number on it and the company logo on the counter. "You'll have to phone this building and ask to be patched through to the person you are calling," she said smiling cheerfully.

Hermione picked up the card, looked at the free phone number, and nodded. "Uh, could I use your phone?" she asked the woman hopefully.

"Of course," she agreed happily, as she placed a small black sleek smart phone on the counter and Hermione picked it up frowning as the woman unlocked it for her with a swipe of her finger across the glass, and allowing the screen to light up with a picture of the woman with who must have been her husband cuddling together in normal clothes, and many little icons of some kind.

Frowning, Hermione wasn't sure what to do when she noticed the little phone like button and pushed it in surprise. It amazed her as the dial pad popped open so she typed in the number, surprised when she was barely a quarter way through that under where the number appeared with each number entered: 'CyberTech General Enquiries Head Office' popped up on screen with the phone number she had been typing in small print underneath.

Pressing the 'button' on the glass, Hermione was surprised again as it started calling and quickly placed the phone to her ear.

The receptionist ignored them for a moment as she tapped the device in her ear and answered her own call.

"Good afternoon CyberTech how may I help."

"Hello," said Hermione as someone answered the phone after a few rings. "I was told that you might be able to patch me through to either Amanda Avalon or Ginevra Weasley?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes, may I have your name please?" the receptionist asked.

"Hermione Granger."

"Hmm, I'm afraid your name isn't on the approved list, may I take a message?"

"Uh, yes please…" Hermione then tailed off and looked up at the receptionist who was now snickering and hung up the phone glaring. "That was not freaking funny!"

"Yes, it was," laughed George as he realised what had happened.

"Elevator two-B," said the receptionist still laughing as she gestured towards the lifts furthest to the left. "Just step in, and the elevator will know where to take you."

Hermione just grumbled in annoyance as she placed down the receptionists' phone and stalked off through the crowds towards the elevators with the others snickering as they followed her, even Arthur couldn't help but laugh; after all he appreciated a good prank.

"That was the best prank I've seen in a while," said Sirius chuckling as they reached the elevator; the doors sliding open and they stepped in. Nobody else followed them in even though there were other people waiting for lifts as a holographic blue sign said the lift was reserved. The doors closed behind them, and they waited as the elevator ascended.

"Wow; those light things are pretty cool," George commented while calming from his laughter.

"Holograms," Hermione grumblingly told him with a glare, "and that was not nice!" glared Hermione. "I bet that was Amanda's doing… no that was Ginny's," she hissed. "Amanda would have kept it going longer, and-and had us strip searched or something."

"You have a point there," agreed Sirius shivering at the thought.

Suddenly the doors opened, and they looked out into a large clean white room with lifts in a squared U facing a large corridor beyond some security doors where two large men in blue and black security uniforms sat at a security desk with holo-screens next to a metal detection gate leading to the doors. The men looked a little bored as one was playing with his phone and the other was watching some kind of film on a laptop that was sat on the desk with the volume on low.

However, there were two women waiting for them by the elevator doors, and wearing white medical scrubs, their hair covered and white masks over their mouths and noses and white rubber gloves.

The corridor looked as if it probably led to some kind of hospital; it was so perfectly clean with security and security doors ahead. Hermione looked to the white room and there was a sign saying it was: 'Medical Facility A2 R&D'.

"Hello, gentlemen, lady," one of the doctors said cheerfully. "I'm afraid that before you get to see anyone above this floor you are in need of a full medical and cavity scan. Security reasons, I'm sure you understand, especially after the attack two months ago," she added the last as an afterthought and they could actually see the outline of her grin.

The five in the lift paled dramatically.

"Y-you can't be serious," gulped Arthur. "T-this is just another practical joke, right?"

"I'm afraid not, sir, but fear not we are not charging, we have quite a few interns who need the practice," the other replied shaking her head sympathetically. "I've unfortunately been there; if you could sign here!" she said handing a tablet and stylus over to each of them.

"Wait; this says we're volunteering," Hermione said after a few moments reading. "What do you mean by research subjects and medical equipment testing?" she asked as she looked up to see the other four had been shown where to sign and hadn't even read what they were signing.

"It's, just a technicality," the other doctor said with a sigh. "We've both done this, too. Come on, it will only take about an hour out of your day and you get a free medical exam out of it too."

Hermione groaned as she pouted and skimmed through the rest of the contract before signing. "Well, it does say we get a one-hundred-pound pre-paid card, so I suppose that's something for just an hour out of our time."

"See," the other doctor said this time. "One hundred quid just for hanging out and taking a medical; easy cash, right?"

They all reluctantly nodded as the doctors ushered them out of the elevator and led them into what was very obviously a medical facility more advanced than any of them had ever imagined seeing in all their lives with lots more doctors and nurses bustling around with a few eager for some new 'volunteers'.

Unfortunately, the security guards didn't even bat an eyelid when the metal detectors bleeped off with red lights as they passed through.

Sirius, Arthur, Fred and George were then led from Hermione by two male doctors (for their own comfort) while Hermione was led into an examination room by the two female doctors. Hermione was much too embarrassed to care to pay too much attention to the wonders she passed this time.

"Is this really necessary?" asked Harry as he sat in his office behind his desk watching the horrors unfold on a holographic screen while Ginny and Amy were sitting either side on his desk laughing insanely.

"No, but its damn funny, and they did volunteer. Hermione even read the contract," giggled Amy in amusement as she watched Hermione looking freaked out as about twenty female intern doctors as they began poking, prodding, taking blood; the usual, and then poking and prodding some more with strange scanners and other things she couldn't name, as she stood or sat in the nude looking beyond uncomfortable. "Anyway, I bet Hermione hasn't had a good medical since joining the wizarding world, and Ginny and I have already been tricked into volunteering. One hundred pounds was not enough. Anyway, I'm certain the others have never had a proper medical before in their lives like Ginny and I hadn't."

Harry sighed. "Yeah, but should I even be watching this?" he asked as he winced in sympathy with the girl. "She's naked in there."

"You are a doctor; you've seen it all before," said Ginny in amusement.

"Yes, I'm a doctor of cybernetics, not medicine," he answered with a shake of his head. "I was never confident with medical stuff. That's why I have a medical research centre ran by actual doctor-doctors. Maybe we should see how your dad and brothers are doing?" he asked with a smirk aimed at Ginny.

"No, no, no!" she cried out in panic. "Seraph turn it off, save me!" she squealed, and the screen disappeared. She sighed in relief. "At least my prank wasn't that mean."

"I still can't believe all of those doctors agreed to scam them into volunteering with this," said Amy with a content sigh.

Harry shrugged. "Well we have a fair few interns with a lot of new tech and untested equipment so of course they'll eagerly give such invasive exams to anyone they can get to volunteer. They'll end up scamming everyone they can. They love eager new employees. Plus, they're extra excited to have some new mage."

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"W-what's that?" asked Hermione shakily as one of the doctors came at her with some kind of device with a long hair thin string like rod attached with a nozzle on the end with a faded red light.

"Internal scanner," she replied kindly. "If you could just sit up on the bed and open your legs, this won't take more than a minute."

"W-what," she stuttered in panic backing up a little. "Y-you want to put t-that up m-my… what does it do? What's it for?"

"It checks for any hidden devices within your body," the doctor explained. "It also scans for any internal abnormalities within your passages that older systems could never pick up until it is too late. We can do it rectally if you want but I heard it is not as comfortable."

Hermione gulped and just climbed up onto the bed sitting on the edge she opened her legs and closed her eyes, blushing brightly as she could feel the eyes of the doctors and nurses on her.

She felt the doctors gloved fingers touching her vagina and pull her lips open a little more before something cold and metallic was gently slid inside her hole. She gasped a little at the cold as she felt the odd feeling of something worming its way through her body for a minute or so. It surprised her it didn't feel as uncomfortable as she had thought it would, and it was soon over, and she was sitting without some wired device in her.

If she had not been so freaked out by all these doctors and nurses staring at and touching her naked body, she might have actually enjoyed seeing all of these interesting new medical gadgets. She looked up and almost cried as another doctor was holding some other device looking similar to the first.

"W-what's t-that," she whimpered in fear.

"It's just a new rectal camera," she answered. "It's actually practically brand-new, barely tested. It was made so that the patient no longer needs to be sedated during full rectal exams. Plus, it only takes a few moments as it scans and records everything."

"Oh," she said barely audibly. "W-who invents all of this stuff?"

She shrugged. "Doctors and technicians who work for CyberTech. So, if you could please come down from there and bend over the bed, we can get this over with. Just think when this is over, you'll hopefully know you are perfectly healthy, though you should probably exercise more. However, if we do find some abnormalities, we can begin treatment right away, okay?"

Hermione just nodded and slipped off the bed looking defeated as she bent over it and felt the doctors' hands as they strapped her in place.

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"There is no freaking way you're shoving that up my arse!" yelled Sirius as he glared at the thin bendy rod – well; he thought rod, but it was a lot thinner; almost as thin as a hair. "You already shoved that other one down my fucking throat. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that was?"

"Actually, yes," said the doctor with a slight quiver. "I was tricked into this three months ago when I joined. Think yourself lucky, women have to have a similar one shoved up there… well it has better access to the womb."

Sirius quivered at the thought. "Well why doesn't that scanner thing you used before just scan through a person?"

"Because it's only a first edition," he answered with a sigh. "For a year's work being able to scan the skin and blood for abnormalities its bloody perfect."

"Well, yeah but I still don't want that thing up my ass," he retorted hotly.

"Nobody ever does," the doctor replied sadly while all the other doctors nodded in agreement as the medical department had been called Scam Town as a joke. "Just close your eyes and think of something else; at least when we're done, you'll know exactly how healthy you are or whether you need to cut back on certain foods to live a longer fuller life," he said eying Sirius' gut and making him feel self-conscious.

Sirius cringed, but he obeyed.

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Amy was smiling happily, as she sat at her desk in the large office outside Harry's office playing solitaire on her computer when she whooped for joy at winning another game as the elevator door opened. She looked over and bit her lower lip to keep herself from laughing as she saw Hermione, Fred, George, Arthur and Sirius walking out looking uncomfortable. They were all looking violated and annoyed though for some reason both Arthur and Hermione both looked worried about something.

"Hello!" she called happily. "It's nice of you all to visit us, or is this, a business call. Huh, Hermione, Mr. Weasley why are you both carrying pills?" she asked suddenly as they stopped by her desk.

"I err, have high cholesterol and blood pressure," said Arthur sheepishly showing her the three bottles of pills he had been given. "The doctor said I have to take one of each three times a day and come back in a month for a new prescription of tablets, and three months for a check-up," he said with a smile as he showed her his appointment form before placing everything in his pocket.

"They also gave me a flyer with foods I should eat and foods I shouldn't. They said I've been eating too much junk and fried food, and that I need to cut it out or I could have a heart attack. Apparently, I'm old," he chuckled a little at that.

"Your wife isn't going to like you taking medical advice from muggles," said Sirius with a wince. "But after the hell they put us through even I intend to at least cut back on all those fatty foods, I do not want to end up back there if I can help it."

"Yeah, well I have no choice," said Arthur. "But they said my next check-up will only be a scan and blood test. I'll just have to try and keep this secret from Molly. I had a check up with a medi-wizard not long ago and they had not mentioned the danger I was putting myself in, but I haven't even heard about this before, and I know the muggles are more advanced than magical people in medicine."

"Not to mention that's the most advanced hospital on the planet," added in Amy helpfully.

"You did that to us for a joke didn't you?" accused George suddenly.

"Kind of," she agreed with a smirk. "Actually, after the attack it became protocol to be a bit more studious. But we try to steal everyone we can into volunteering so we can test some of our newer devices and our doctors can get in some practice. Anyway, at least Mr. Weasley's getting some medication now and the right kind of advice."

"They even assigned me my very own doctor," he said with a small smile. "Doctor Matheson; he even gave me a number to call if I'm ever feeling ill. He's only one of those interns, but he has over a years' experience and has at least finished medical school."

"Well what about you, Hermione?" asked Amy suddenly just remembering she had some pills to but had obviously put them away.

Hermione looked uncomfortable and scared for a moment. "I have to go back after I've finished here. T-they want to k-keep me for some more tests." They all just stared at her worriedly as tears started leaking from her eyes. "I-I have leukaemia… bone cancer."

Amy and the others just stared at her with wide eyes as she silently sobbed. Sirius acting quickly pulled the poor girl into his arms and let her continue crying on him not sure how else to comfort her more.

"B-but… how?" asked Amy chocked up as her own tears built up in her eyes. "I-I don't get it, but even magic can't sort out cancers."

"I-I know, but it can still be t-treated with medicine," she cried, her voice slightly muffled on Sirius' shirt. "B-but they said i-it's a strain t-they've never e-even heard o-of before. T-they s-said it c-could have been induced, a-and only magic c-could do that," she said pulling out of Sirius' arms she wiped her eyes and looked at her feet. "T-they didn't s-say it was a c-curse or potion b-but what else could make a new type of illness? And they w-wouldn't be able to tell if I-I were cursed or poisoned."

"I don't know what to say," replied Amy sadly before brightening slightly. "But I'm sure the doctor's downstairs will do everything to get you better. Would you like for me to send for your parents?"

"I-I've already called them," she said sadly. "They'll be here in a few hours; I don't know how to tell them. I can just say they were shocked I told them to come here."

"Well, let's put this from our minds for now," said Amy as she stood up and walked around her desk, she gave Hermione a huge hug before pulling back and smiling. "Come on, let's go see Ginny and Harry," she said leading them to the door. Hermione smiled a little as she followed, and the doors automatically slid open.

"Harry give me that back!"

"No," he laughed and those at the door stopped and stared dumbly as Harry and Ginny were in a tangled heap on the floor. Harry was holding a yellow palmtop out of reach as Ginny tried her hardest to reclaim it from him, but to no avail.

"Give it back. It took me ages to figure out how to work it and I like this one. You already broke my black one, and I like this one better."

Harry just laughed insanely. "Na-uh… I think I'll get you an evil green Slytherin one with a snake on the back, I know how you love snakes."

"Augh, I hate snakes," she retorted as she struggled harder to get her palmtop back. "Come on give it back, I was trying to work. You know I was rescheduling that meeting with the Prime Minister. If you don't give it back, he'll just turn up and you'll have to see him today."

"You're just a spoil sport," he chuckled as he let her have it back. "You could just use the Seraph Network," he said with a laugh as he tapped the yellow bracelet around her right wrist.

However, Ginny snatched her palmtop back from his hand while kneeling either side of him, and sitting on his lap, and hugging her minicomputer lovingly while sticking her tongue out at him. "Actually, I rescheduled that meeting ages ago, I was playing Pac-Man," she giggled as he pouted at her. "Sera won't let me play Pac-Man using her system."

Harry rolled his eyes, so he was surprised as she leant down and gave him a quick sneak kiss before someone cleared their throat making them jump apart and to their feet. The others had arrived, and most were snickering as they blushed lightly at the intrusion.

"Oh, hello," said Harry impishly. "It's nice to meet you all. Ah, the Weasley twins, Fred and George, I've heard a good deal about you two, owners of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. How would you two like to sell small explosives that hunt and blow up Death Eaters?"

"We would," they both replied eagerly.

"So, would I so when you invent them, do tell," he replied chuckling at their dumbfounded expressions. "Well enough joking why don't you all take a seat," he said gesturing a seating section of the massive top floor office and everyone moved over and took seats with Amy and Ginny sitting each side of their boss, and the others opposite.

It was nice that Hermione was smiling as she decided to put her worries aside for a while before she had to see her doctor later.

"So how are you doing, sweetheart?" asked Arthur of his daughter after a moment.

"I'm great thanks dad," she chimed cheerfully. "So, what are you guys doing here anyway?"

"Officially we're here to persuade Amanda to come back," said Sirius. "Unofficially we don't give a shit what Dumbledork wants. We don't even know why he wants you back so much, other than that blasted prophecy."