Hermione

"I mean it's sort of exciting isn't it? Breaking the rules"

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cmclaggen​:

“Learned from the best. Maybe it’s your presence that’s just inspiring my behavior. You ever consider that?” Cormac shot her a wink, his smirk sinful, and joined Hermione at the mouth of the alleyway. “A drink with a member of the Golden Trio? What did I do to deserve the honor? Should I call the prophet now or wait until our engagement is finalized to give them the good news?” He dropped an arm around Hermione’s shoulders, giving each side of the street a curious look.

“He has someone to blame. You. Brightest witch of our age or not, you need to learn how to pay some favors back or it’s all going to catch up to you. Don’t you want any allies in the Ministry?”

“Merlins balls, Cormac, You’re relentless.” she rolled her eyes, but his comments which once made her feel ill now humoured her and she shook her head at him with an amused smile. “Yes of course wait until we’ve released our engagement announcement, I’m sure otherwise people would be outraged.” she laughed, “Come on, it’s freezing.” Hermione started walking towards the pub.

“Pay favours back? Like letting him hunt species that will be endangered if the practice is kept up? I don’t think so.” Hermione hated the ministry politics like that, the whole ‘you scratch my back I’ll scratch yours’ drove her crazy. Why couldn’t people just do the right thing, there was always a trade that needed to happen. With a begrudging huff she looked up to Cormac “Of course I want allies in the Ministry.”

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malfoythesnake​:

Draco was hesitant to share his work with anyone else considering how many times that he’d failed. Usually when it came to this, he shelved the idea and went onto something else. This potion, however, seemed different. Especially considering that he’d even asked Hermione for her help. It was rare that he asked anyone for help. He watched her work, his gaze turning to the potion, waiting for it to be a failure. It wasn’t a complete failure. “Hmm,” Draco hummed, his brain working in over time. 

He thought about her question, before answering, “Bitter root, dragon blood, and gurdyroot. There was something about it that wasn’t quite right, though. Haven’t figured out what it is yet.” 

Hermione looked at the potion a little closer once more, if it had been so temperamental it couldn’t be that easy to neutralise it. They had to be careful still. She turned her gaze to Draco for a moment, catching herself smiling at the way his brow was furrowed, did she get a similar expression when she was deep in thought? 

“Maybe it was the brewing time, or the heat level. Theres so many variables. I was reading about a potion that helps to heal lacerations, and when it was originally being developed it was being brewed for half the time it ended up needing.” Hermione leant over slightly and rested her elbows on the table, flicking through her notebook. “So we could go with your closest attempt and play with the brewing times” she said, continuing to read through her notes, not noticing the potion’s bubbled becoming more aggressive as they rose in the cauldron. 

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“Mind if I join you?” Arthur asked. No matter whether or not Hermione and Ron were dating, Hermione always felt like part of his family. Much like Angelina or Lee. He’d gotten the honor of seeing her grow up. She would always have a place in his heart. Arthur gestured his sack lunch gently. “We so rarely actually get to see each other around the office.”

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“Mr Weasley!” Hermione smiled and closed her book immediately, dog ear-ing the page so she wouldn’t lose her place. “Of course you can” she nodded, gesturing to the spare chair. Mr Weasley had always been so kind to her ever since she was eleven years old. The Weasleys were like her Wizarding family, they had taught her things about this world that her parents weren’t able to and she would always be grateful for them taking her under their wing as they did. 

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“Can I sit here?” Padma asked again, her lunch in hands. “The other tables are taken. I promise not to disturb your reading.” Since she was a reader as well Padma knew the frustration of other’s trying to talk to you as you were loosing yourself in a book. She didn’t want to pull Hermione from that but did find her empty table the most enjoyable one to sit at. She wasn’t sure if she could handle a conversation with any of the officials from her department or a gossip filled lunch from Ernie on her break.

“Oh!” Hermione exclaimed as she put her book down and pulled off her things that were covering the table“Yeah, of course Padma” she smiled, shoving her loose papers and files into her bag. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to take up the whole thing. It wasn’t as busy when I sat down, didn’t realise all the tables had filled up.”

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Cormac dropped his hand, a smiling lighting up at Hermione’s sudden appearance. “It’s how I’m getting my rocks off now. Lurking in alleyways, clandestine meetings. You interested?” Normally, Cormac would be running for the hills at the sight of an ex-girlfriend or waxing poetics about how much he desperately missed them and how they truly needed to reconnect but Hermione was different. She’d picked up on too much of him, met his family. Hell, she had even befriended his Uncle Tiberius. 

“My uncle says you’re causing a stir with his department recently. What was it again? Hunting restrictions? Banning him from his favorite hobby is no way to get yourself invited on the boat. We need to work on your networking.”

“Always knew you were a bit of a pervert. You’re really coming into your own then. Reaching your true form.” Hermione quipped back, staying at the end of the Alleyway where there was still light. “Absolutely not, come on, stop being moody in an alley and we can get a drink or something.”

“Your Uncle was the one who told me nothing was worth doing unless it ruffled some feathers.” she said pointedly “I’m just following his tips. If he doesn’t like it then he’s got nobody but himself to blame.” Hermione shrugged “I’m still expecting that boat invitation.” she grinned. 

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astoriacgreengrass​:

It wasn’t surprising, Astoria rarely had people notice her as she did her best not to mak herself known and preferred to blend into the crowd. Truthfully she hadn’t expected for Hermoine Granger to know her name, so it took her a moment before she nodded. “Yes. It’s nice to officially meet you.” She knew of her of course and Viktor had mentioned her in passing before, but they hadn’t had a conversation before. “Thank you.” Astoria set down her tray before she sat down as well. 

“You too” Hermione smiled politely. She had been aware of Astoria around Hogwarts, but they had run in very different circles, and different years. The most she knew about Astoria was form what little gossip magazines she read. Which she tended to stay away from, they were just rubbish and usually spouted lies. “I didn’t realise you worked at the Ministry, what department are you in?”

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Hermione took a look at the cauldron for another moment then pulled a notebook out of her cloak and jotted down a few notes about the current concoction. The temperature it was it, it’s colour, it’s smell. Things to keep in mind for the next batch. “Got to try something, right? I don’t like the idea of getting covered in potion.” she said, reaching to the Fluxweed and measuring out a small amount. 

She glanced to Draco as he spoke, glad that they were making conversation. One worry she’d had that they were going to stand brewing in silence all evening. She looked at his face, he was clearly getting to the end of his tether with this potion, she knew exactly how it felt to put in so much energy to something that didn’t work out, it was practically heartbreaking. So she nodded “Good. I always work better under pressure. We’ll figure something out. What have you tried that were the massive failures? So I know what to steer clear of?”

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There was a long period of time before Hermione had showed up that Draco had thought about cancelling. He was nervous to spend time in a closed quarter with her, especially considering the history they had. The fact that she’d agreed at all had surprised him after the first encounter that they’d had at St. Mungo’s. Now that she was there and they were beginning to work, he found himself thankful for her brain. For her eyes. Maybe they’d actually get somewhere. Draco nodded after a moment in agreement, “Nor do I. Suppose it’s worth a shot.” He watched as she measured out the ingredient. 

They were making conversation and it was more comfortable than he’d initially believed it would be. However, Draco still kept his distance. He’d made sure that his mark was covered by both a charm and his shirt. Thinking for a moment, he replied, “Lacewing flies, dandelion root, and jewelweed are all a no. They exploded each time.” 

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Hermione nodded and measured out the Fluxweed, there was no real recipe so she wasn’t exactly sure how much to put, so she assumed less was better than overdoing it and causing an immediate explosion. She sprinkled the ingredient in and picked up her wand to stir the potion twice. She watched closely as it bubbled right up to the rim, gritting her teeth slightly and stepping a little bit away, but then the potion bubbled right back down to a simmer “well... that didn’t not work” she said as she crossed her arms and looked up to Draco.

“Right.” Hermione wrote down each ingredient as he said it under a column with a big ‘X’ at the top of it. “What was the closest attempt you got?”

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Usually Astoria had lunch with some of her colleagues, sitting silently while they talked about one thing or another, but she had wanted to finish her assignment and told them to go to lunch without her. So now here she was, looking for a place to sit when every table was occupied. It took her some time to find a free seat. She tried getting the other woman’s attention, wanting to ask if she could sit there, but she didn’t seem to hear her. So Astoria cleared her throat, relieved when she looked up. “Sorry. I did not mean to bother you. I was just wondering if I could sit here? If not it’s totally fine, I don’t want to inconvenience you.”

Hermione had been so invested in her book that she hadn’t noticed any other attempts at grabbing her attention before the cough. “No, sorry I didn’t realise you were trying to talk to me” she said with a slightly embarassed laugh then nodded, pulling her bag off the spare seat at the table. “Of course, go for it. Not an inconvenience. Astoria, Right?”

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Lunchtime. The one half hour a day Hermione forced herself to step away from her desk, only ever working through lunch when the days were really busy. Thankfully, today was not one of those days, and Hermione had the chance to leave her desk full of papers. She brought her book with her, something to keep her occupied while eating because annoyingly her ipod didn’t work in the Ministry, which never made sense to her, surely someone would have figured out the charms by now to fix that. She heard a cough in front of the table she was sitting at and looked up “Can I help you?” she asked.