Harry Potter x Male Reader insert

The Trials and Ministry of Magic

Hermione's POV

It had been a few days since we found out that Y/N also had a trial at the ministry. I had decided to go with Y/N and Harry for support as they seemed nervous about it. I had read the law and they could not expel Harry for using magic to defend himself against the Dementors, as for Y/N I didn't know what to expect I had read everything I possibly could, and they could not have a trial based on Y/N being Grindelwald's grandson.

"They will have to let you both off." I said to them. "Harry you were just defending yourself and as for you babe you have helped Hogwarts and all of us so much."

"I know babe but if Lucius has been saying things it's going to be tricky."

"Sweetheart you have nothing to worry about I will be with you." I said as I held his hand.

"What did I do to deserve you?" Y/N said to me with a wide smile as he gave me a quick kiss.

"Right you three we best be off don't want to be late." Mr. Weasley said as we exited Grimmauld place and headed for the nearest station.

Mr. Weasley was fascinated by what was happening in the station with people rushing around buying tickets from the machines and going through the gates. He watched as people were tapping their travel cards in their hands and tried it again and again as the barriers did not open, Harry showed him the ticket and put it in the barrier for him to which it opened.

"Ahhh." He said with a smile and an amazed look on his face as we all boarded the train.

As we reached the centre of London Mr. Weasley led us to a phone box, and we all squeezed inside.

"Not many muggles around good." Mr. Weasley said. "I do love using a Fellytone!"

"I think you mean a telephone Mr. Weasley." I said to him politely.

"Oh yes of course how silly of me now what was that number again?" Mr. Weasley said as we heard tapping on the glass and looked to see a man tapping his watch as Mr Weasley held up a finger to say, "One second."

Her punched in the number and a voice said from the phone box.

"Welcome to the Ministry of magic, please state your business."

"Harry Potter and Y/N L/N disciplinary hearing." Mr. Weasley said.

"Please stand by." The voice said as with a jolt the phone box started to sink into the ground I almost fell over but Y/N caught me and held me close.

"I got you." He said with a smile.

"Thanks babe."

"Normally I would apparate to work but your all too young for that." Mr. Weasley said.

"So its alright for Harry and I to enter a tournament that has an age limit of seventeen and over, but I can't apparate at will? Seems a load of bollocks if you ask me." Y/N said as I giggled.

The phone box doors then opened, and we stepped out into the main hall of the Ministry.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic." Mr. Weasley said.

We continued through the hall and I could not help but marvel at the size of the Ministry. It was enormous we continued walking through looking at the statues and all the witches and wizards rushing around when a white-haired man approached Mr. Weasley.