Harry Potter. Hermione X Male Reader Story

Ink Blots and Heinous Plots

(Y/N)'s POV

After saying the password to enter Dumbledore's office at the specified time I walked inside to find...nobody. Dumbledore wasn't here. "Well, good to know I'm high on his priority list" I muttered.

I spent a few seconds wandering around his room, looking at the various knickknacks on his shelves and his desk, until I found Fawkes perched in the corner as always. "How are you Fawkes my guy?" I stroked his beak like I always did and he chirped away happily.

"Seen Dumbledore anywhere?" he chirped sadly. I suppose Dumbledore had been a bit too busy to pay much attention to him. "Feeling sad buddy? Maybe you could shed some tears for me eh? Might make you feel better"

Fawkes bristled out his feathers and shook off as if he were telling me to sod off, "Fair enough, worth a try." After a short time waiting Dumbledore strode into the room, still nursing his wrecked hand. He was muttering to himself and sorted through memories near his pensieve, it was only as he turned round and saw me that he seemed to register my presence.

"Ah, Mr. (L/N) my apologies for my rudeness, I have been rather busy as of late" I shrugged, "So I've been told," I motioned to Fawkes "No worries, what did you want to see me for?" He nodded, searching through his desk for some paperwork as I guessed he would.

He passed me a set of Ministry documents I had been hoping to receive ever since Dad was sent away. "Congratulations Mr. (L/N), you are now, for all intents and purposes, of age, and as of today are no longer burdened by the trace."

It was something Moody wanted me to do, he never trusted the Ministry anyway and had filled out the papers as soon as Mum died, so I could 'defend myself without worrying about Ministry kicking down my door' as he put it.

I had asked him why he didn't ask Harry to do the same but he just started grumbling and hobbled off muttering about it not being time. "You know what has to be done if you accept these don't you? The Ministry will no longer protect you." asked Dumbledore, shaking me out of my thoughts.

"Because they've been doing brilliantly until now." I scoffed, "It's only a year early and I need my trace to be gone so I can work on...stuff" I said, "Your charm" he said plainly, "Thanks Professor but I'm charming enough already." I said, hoping to keep my ambition under wraps.

He smiled at me and said "Of course, but as I was saying, are you prepared to do what needs to be done to ensure-" I sighed, "Yeah I'm ready, next time I see him, I'll do it. As long as the Order will keep him safe after. But it should be me who actually does it."

He nodded his head once very slowly, "You have my word." I wanted to scoff and say "Yeah, that means a lot these days" but I thought it would be best not to. He had been vital in securing this paperwork, loads of people in the Ministry owe him favours apparently.

So I was trying to be nice. I turned to leave but as always, Dumbledore stopped me with a question, "How far are you in the process of creating your spell?" After sighing for what seemed like at least the tenth time during this conversation I had to ask.

"Do you just get all the teachers to report back to you on anything I do?" For once, I saw a smirk present on his face "Yes." I appreciated the honesty but I hate it when he used Snape to spy on me.

"I can do...something resembling a shield charm, but only for a few seconds, I can't sustain it, it only last a second or so," He frowned at me, "Troubling, perhaps you should give it more focus?" I gasped, "Thanks! Why didn't I think of that?" I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know what I'm missing, I was hoping when I get these I could try different methods without the Ministry breathing down my neck" I said, holding up my papers. "See ya" I said, waving my hand lazily as I walked down the stairs quickly to avoid a lecture.