𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

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Hermione sleeps on her chair after fighting with the Dementor alongside the auror. Doesn't know how it will end but she must do something and she will.

The elf suddenly popped into her office without her realizing it as she asked for lots of cold water before she went to sleep. Exactly Harry's entered, he looked down at the elf.

"Minister asked me to bring this. But the Minister is asleep". said the elf whispering. "Should Elfie stay with the Minister until she awakens Mr. Potter, sir?"

He shook head no. "Thank you Elfie. I stay with her, you may go. Excellent service Elfie". The elf smiled.

"Anything for Mr. Potter and Minister". The elf then snapped her finger then disappeared.

Harry shook her body. "Hermione? wake up. I need to tell you this". her eyes wide, searching for Harry's face.

"What?"

"About the Dementor. It's over".

"How suddenly?"

"Thanks to you".

"I didn't do anything yet, Harry. Like how?"

He dragged the chair and seat, smiling down at her tired face. He's tired too, like seriously they are tired. All that  being tired of fighting with the Dementor wasn't the best thing to happen in the wizardry community.

"Your brilliant ideas, Hermione. Remember? you say we should put and cast the spell around the corner even in the sky if the Dementor suddenly shows up out of nowhere. Every house was protected by the Dementor who surrendered and returned to Azkaban where it belongs".

She still doesn't understand what Harry had just said. She was too focused about something but this is...

"Brilliant!"

"Of course it was. It was your idea all along and we don't have to fight the Dementor anymore and you should send the letter to Minerva and meet the Prime Minister about this great news".

Hermione sighs hard, said. "About that, the Prime Minister. Harry, he is mental!"

"Why did you say that to Hermione? what he does, he reveals our secret world".

"No. Not kind like that, Harry. He has been taunting me since we first met that night. The portrait of King Henry never stopped muttering about the Prime Minister who would like to see me, talk to me. Wasn't a business thing".

Harry nods and smiles. "Does he know you are a married woman and a mother?"

"Oh he knows and he didn't try to seduce me I guess". Harry then smirked. "What?"

"Hermione. Listen. The Prime Minister is a bit mental because he had a crush on you. You have to realize this, so you need to tell him to stop bothering you or else Snape will find and kill him. You know how jealous he would be if you were with another man, like I was supposed to when Krum tried to get to know Ginny before me".

Hermione shook her head and drained the cold water Elfie the elf had left it for her. Biting lips, her eyes back to Harry.

"So it's over then? great now I had to face this Prime Minister of my own. Should I walk in or should I use floo powder?"

"As long as you are not killing him or perhaps obliviate his mind. Oh no that wouldn't be necessary it will wiped out entirely all his memory if you did that".

His eyes to Hermione, shook her head. "Whatever, Harry Potter!"

Snape office. His hand was written down on the memo before he placed a new jar back inside the shelves together with all his collection he had gathered since.

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