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"While I will accept your apology this time, I have some concerns about your recent behaviour towards your studies and your classroom participation or lack thereof." |
Hemione raised a brow. "I can assure you that I take my education seriously Headmaster. May I ask if I’m failing anything that I am unaware of?" |
"No my dear. We were just concerned that you were not participating like you normally do. Is there something the matter? With your family perhaps?" |
Hermione closed her eyes and counted backwards from ten. When they fluttered back open, she could see everyone staring at her. "Tell me Headmaster. Do you remember Penelope Clearwater? |
"She was Head Girl a few years ago. She was very bright." |
"If I remember correctly, she scored straight O’s on all of her NEWTs." Sprout put in helpfully. |
Hermione gave a bow in her direction. "Do you know what happened to her after graduation?" |
The other professors looked at each other confused. All except Professor Flitwick who looked ashamed. |
"She works part time sweeping a coffee shop floor and doing the dishes." Hermione deadpanned. |
"I beg your pardon?" The Headmaster asked. He admitted to himself that he never kept tabs on the majority of Muggleborn children after they left Hogwarts; unless they married into a Pureblood family, but that was rare. |
"Every door was closed in her face when she went looking for work after graduation. She tried getting an apprenticeship at St. Mungos. She was denied. She applied for multiple positions at the Ministry. She was denied. One department head told her that she should apply to the Auror department. He stated that they alway... |
"Your education is important! Surely you can see that it is imperative that you complete it." Professor McGonagall started. |
"My education is unimportant given my blood status. My need to constantly succeed and outperform everyone around me will not help me one bit. Penelope had the same exact problem, though her personality was different than mine. As bright as she was, she was essentially told that because she was Muggleborn, she would not... |
"I resent that you are suggesting that I would be biased against Muggleborns." McGonagall bristled. |
"Professor. How many Muggleborns stay in the Wizarding world after Hogwarts?" |
Minerva McGonagall pinched her face in concentration. "I am not sure." As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could take them back. The look on Hermione’s face spoke volumes. |
"Less than two percent by some calculations. Mainly because they cannot get magical jobs here in Britain and if they do, they cannot progress in said job." She took a deep breath and noticed that Professor Snape had not said anything, even while Sprout had nodded in certain areas. |
"Don’t worry Professor Flitwick." She had taken in the man’s downtrodden look. "Penelope has been hired as an apprentice to a company that specializes in research that combines the magical and the mundane forms of healing. I received post from her a few weeks ago that her starting salary is great. Plus a share in the p... |
"I’m glad she has found employment. I’m only sorry I couldn’t do more." |
"How did you offer assistance to Miss Clearwater?" Professor Sprout asked the Charms master. |
"The Goblins use human historians and researchers for their curse breaking missions. It helps to navigate that country’s particular culture and laws. It also helps to prevent any nasty surprises. They prefer Muggleborns as they tend to be less biased about other cultures." He sighed. "I was late opening the corresponde... |
Hermione stood and gave the small man a hug. "She said to give that to you." |
Hermione looked at the shocked looks on the faces of the Professors and bit back the urge to laugh. |
She took her seat and continued. "The Light has been in control for some time, but you have done nothing to secure the rights of creature born or the Mundane born. To be honest. I do not really care anymore." |
"But Miss Granger. Did you not start an organization to help the house elves? How can you say you don’t care any longer?" The Headmaster started. |
"I do still care about all species be they magical or mundane, and I will do everything in my power to help the House of Potter to assist in the goal of achieving equality. However, my campaign to free house elves was completely misguided. But did anyone explain that to me? No. They just let me carry on looking like an... |
"Remus Lupin not only helped me to understand, but he actually brought in a house elf to explain the nature of house elf magic. Remus Lupin. A werewolf who not only fought for the side of the Light; he risked his life nearly every day in the last war. Remus Lupin who holds multiple masteries, including defence and hist... |
"I beg your pardon?" Professor Sprout asked. |
"Miss Granger. Now is not the time to..." |
"I would very much like to hear this Headmaster." Filius’ voice was low and dangerous. |
"I was sworn to secrecy. As was Severus." Minerva muttered. |
"But I was not." Hermione gave a rundown of fourth year, including how the minister had him kissed without proper procedure being done. |
"HOW IN THE NAME OF MERLIN DID YOU NOT KNOW IT WAS NOT MADEYE?!" Professor Sprout boomed. |
"I regret to say that I was busy with the tournament. I did not spend much time with him." |
"I will let you continue your discussions after the meeting. Back on topic. Remus Lupin who is currently being essentially begged to head up defence departments at various schools around the world not to mention many auror departments want him to head up their training academies. Remus Lupin. Wanted man around the worl... |
Hermione took a breath to calm her rising temper. |
"With all of that being said I have made a decision about my future, and my friends and family agree with me. I’ve been conditionally accepted to the Solin School of The Healing Arts. On the condition that I not only pass my OWLs and NEWTs at the ICW headquarters, but that I get caught up on my anatomy, chemistry, phys... |
You could see the sadness in Hermione’s eyes, but also the determination. "The Light has been in control for how long? How many Ministers for Magic have been Muggleborn or Halfblood? Take your time to try to remember. Go ahead. I’ll wait." After a few moments of silence, she continued. "How many department heads are Mu... |
She looked at her Professors who were trying to remember the last one for either position and couldn’t come up with anything. "THAT is why I’m leaving after graduation. There is nothing for me here." |
Albus kept his panic behind his mask. Hermione Granger was the perfect Muggleborn. She was bright, powerful, and a best friend to The Boy Who lived. If this was not handled properly it could be a disaster for the Light. |
"I have never heard of this school that you wish to attend." Snape’s silky voice chimed in. |
"Most likely not. In my research over the summer after speaking to Penelope about her experiences, I’ve learned that other countries are more hospitable to First Generation witches and wizards. Carmen put me in contact with them. She was also responsible for helping Penelope in getting a job in November. One of her lon... |
"Miss Granger. I know that things seem dismal right now, but the situation will one day change. Throwing away your opportunities seems like a terrible way to spend your remaining years in this community. You could be a boon to the changing times." |
"I have better opportunities now Headmaster. And correct me if I’m wrong. But is it not the adults who make the laws in this society? They are the ones responsible for change. Or so I have been told on multiple occasions by the staff." Hermione gave a soft shrug of her right shoulder and looked around. "Will there be a... |
Snape quickly withdrew and looked at her in wonder. |
She merely smirked. |
"YOU DIDN’T!" Pomona roared. |
Severus almost shrank back at her ire. "My apologies Miss Granger. It was an accident." |
"I am sure it was." Hermione gave a small bow in his direction. "May I leave Headmaster?" |
"Not yet Miss Granger. Your actions in the Great Hall this evening were unbecoming of a Prefect. You should not let your emotions get away from you in such a fashion. As it is nearly Christmas, you will serve one week of detention with Mr. Filch and Hagrid when the holidays are over. And I strongly advise you against s... |
Hermione looked down at her badge. She had wanted this for so long. It was a sign that she was accepted in the magical world. She was a witch. She was proud to be a witch. But there was a whole world out there that taught Magicks in a different way. She loved her country more than anything. Britain was her home, but th... |
Could she do it? Could she give up her principles to keep the badge? She would be giving up what she had hoped for since she was a first year. "I have wanted to be a Prefect since I found out what the position was here at Hogwarts. Someday Head girl." She calmly stood, took the Prefect’s badge from her robes and handed... |
McGonagall gasped. She looked down at the badge and back up to her most promising student. "Miss Granger?" The shock was clear in her voice. |
Snape and Sprout were taken aback, but Flitwick looked on with pride. Albus was gobsmacked. |
Hermione held her head high, shoulders back like she had been taught by Aunt Andi. "I will accept my detention as you have prescribed. I was after all out of line. I let my anger get the better of the situation and for that I believe I have already apologized. But I will not waste further moments doing patrols when I s... |
"Yes. You may." Dumbledore spoke before anyone could speak. |
She gave a short bow to the room and left. She stopped at the door and turned to the adults. "I thought that being a Prefect was a badge of honour. But when I watched a Hufflepuff seventh year Prefect push a first year Ravenclaw down two steps on the way here, I knew what my decision would be if my hand was forced." |
Hermione smiled as the cacophony of noise permeated the room as the door closed. She had work to do. |
"I’m slightly ashamed that she was right. I never track the Muggleborn students unless they make friends with powerful political allies." The Headmaster shook his head. "Such magical talent wasted." |
And therein lay the problem Snape mentally sneered. Always looking for the bigger picture, rather than the people that your decisions effect. |
Snape stood and dispelled the privacy charm. "If that is all Headmaster. I would like to check on my house." |
The Headmaster nodded. "Of course, Severus." |
Severus Snape left in a swirl of robes. |
Minerva did not bother to say anything. She took her leave. |
Albus just sat at the table contemplating what to do next. |
"A word Severus?" |
Severus turned to see Carmen emerge from the shadows. She stopped in front of him. "What can I do for you Miss LaVaunt?" |
She wandlessly cast a privacy shield in parseltongue and smiled sadly at him as she handed him a piece of paper. "I withheld this from the others. It’s the names of the Slytherin students who have problems at home. I am sure that as a Slytherin, you can appreciate my wish to be more discreet when it comes to your house... |
The fury on the Potions Master face was almost unreadable if you didn’t know what to look for. |
"This one here." She pointed to the name of a third year Snake. "Has a friend in the Badger house. He came to tell me that the boy was thinking of taking his own life before the start of the Yule holidays." |
Snape’s head snapped up. "I will take care of this." He made to leave but a hand to his arm stopped him. |
"Let me help you. You are far too close to this, and I am very good at what I do. You have a roll to play that I don’t. You truly are an asshole, but I know you care about the snakelings. Let me help you." |
Professor Snape was using all the power that he could gather to reinforce his shields to calm the inferno of anger within him. Rage made you sloppy. "What do you suggest?" |
"I suggest you leave it to me. My latest intel says that the father is in Spain. Pureblood bigot he may be, but with the evidence that we have we can have him held there for trial, as one of the worst beatings the child received happened there. The best part is that I have verified memories." She huffed out a breath. "... |
Severus thought for a moment. He did not care for this woman. She was too brash. Too bold. His first instinct was to find the parents of the five children on his list and poison them with the most painful potions that he could make. But when his rage finally subsided, he saw the rationale of letting her take the lead. ... |
With a slight incline of his head he answered. "Very well." |
She nodded and dispelled the privacy bubble. She watched as the tall dark haired man stalked his way to the dungeons. |
A slightly maniacal grin splashed across her face. It was time to call in some favours. |
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"So. Has Hermione stopped over analyzing her decision to give up the badge?" Fred asked as they made their way to Hogsmeade. |
"Nope. Still freaking out. Aunt Andi is helping. Though Andromeda is still pissed about her behaviour with Director Bones." George said with a laugh. They continued on their journey in good spirits. |
Harry, Fred, and George made their way to Madame Rosmerta’s Pub under disillusionment charms and met Mr. Lovegood out front. The owner of the Quibbler greeted them with a nod and a wink while looking past them as he waved to someone down the road to make sure it wasn’t so obvious. |
Once they were in a secured room, all four males warded it to the hilt for privacy. Even going so far as to add an anti animagus ward. The boys greeted Mr. Lovegood and they all sat down to begin. |
"First things first. I want to thank you all for being true friends with my Little Moon. I am just now learning that she has not had a pleasant time at Hogwarts. I appreciate you taking her under your wing and teaching her how to defend herself." |
Harry answered the man before the others could. "Luna is a genuinely nice girl. She’s smart, funny and kind and we are lucky to have her as our friend. I will admit she is definitely outside of the norm, but at the end of the day are any of us really normal?" He smiled. |
Xenophilius laughed heartily. "I will give you that much. So shall we begin? I’m sure you would want to enjoy the rest of your Hogsmeade visit, yes?" |
They all agreed to start the interview. To say that Xeno was shocked was an understatement. It ended after about two hours. Dobby had brought light refreshments, as they planned on having lunch later. Mr. Lovegood promised to have it printed by Monday, although he did suggest that it come out around dinner time so as n... |
"Thank you, Mr. Potter. I promise not to abuse that trust. You can tell the same thing to the delightful Miss Cara and Miss Natasha that..." |
"You,"Spoke with,"Natasha?" |
"Yes! A very spirited young woman indeed. Although the hanging people by their testicles from the highest tower at Hogwarts seemed a bit much. Mr. Caleb was equally as spirited. But his suggestion of "put them on the cockatrice lunch menu was a tad morbid." Xeno shook his head. "Well I will head out. Look for the artic... |
"Who wants to bet me that they will make an appearance at Yule." Harry asked. |
"Suckers bet." Fred and George said as one. |
Harry shook his head and sighed. "Come on let’s go." They left in intervals of two minutes a piece. But frankly Harry didn’t care. All of Britain knew that they were together. "Let them talk’. Harry thought to himself. |
Harry and his boyfriend’s Hogsmeade Saturday was a success after the interview. Although, it didn’t start out that way. |
Fred had insisted that he must try Madame Puddifoot’s Tea shop. Harry had heard horror stories from the other boys at school, but wanted to make the other two happy. He walked in...and then ran back out. He could hear the voices of George and Fred laughing behind him. |
"Come on Harry!...it’s not |
Harry looked at them and smirked. "You’re right and since I did something for you, you get to do something for me. |
They cringed. Their Harry was positively evil."Don’t,"say it,"We beg you!" |
Harry grabbed both of their hands and dragged them to Gladrags. |
The twins had to endure an hour of Harry trying on clothes. In front of them. Half naked. The true torture was that they were not allowed to touch him. All of that gorgeous muscle lining his body he wasn’t extremely bulky but you could see the... |
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