Harry Potter. Hermione X Male Reader Story

Rallying the Troops and Research Groups

(Y/N)'s POV

A few days later, after Hogwarts had slowly gotten used to it's new power couple I received a letter at dinner, I recognised the handwriting as Dumbledore's, The note itself was pretty simple, "(Y/N), please come to my office at your earliest convenience, perhaps while you are waiting you might enjoy some Toffee Eclairs."

I was curious as to what he wanted to see me for, but decided it was best to head there immediately. "Oh, I've been summoned, wish me luck" I said, passing the note to the others to read, trying to ignore the fact that upon reading it, Harry kind of glared at me, as if he found the idea of me being asked over him as some sort of insult.

I pushed it out of my mind, setting off after pecking Hermione and stepping out the room. When I got to the statue I said, "Errr...Toffee Eclairs?" luckily this allowed me entrance.

Yet again, just like my last visit, Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen, but I guess he warned me this time. So after a while of stroking Fawkes and wandering around aimlessly, he arrived.

He sat down at his desk and smiled, saying "I assume you are wondering why I've called you here?" I shrugged, "Yeah, admittedly I did wonder about that during the long trek over here, but to be fair, I was offered sweets, so it wasn't my biggest concern."

"Well, feel free to partake." He extended a hand over a bowl of assorted sweets, I took a few of my personal favourites, I was running low after visiting Malfoy. "I hear you were successful in creating your spell" he said.

Part of me was concerned about him knowing information that I hadn't told anyone about yet. But I brushed it off, it's his school, I imagine the paintings just told him. "For the most part, we still haven't been able to fully test it yet, for obvious reasons" he nodded.

"It is still a remarkable achievement that will no doubt be marked in wizarding history." "I don't really care about all that stuff; I just like being right about my theories and I know it will help a lot of people." I explained truthfully.

I remember where developing the Philosophers Stone got Nicolas Flamel, so fame, glory and gold weren't really that big of a priority for me. "If you don't mind, would you please demonstrate?" I shrugged, performing the charm.

Upon displaying it to him, his eyes lit up in the light of the flame, "Simply astonishing." "You continue to impress me (Y/N)" he said as if he were reminiscing. "Well, we still don't know if it works, so don't celebrate just yet, and I'm sure there's a bunch of stuff I overlooked."

He nodded, "What are it's drawbacks?" I pondered this question for a moment, "Well, it's not instantaneous so you'd have to know the spell was coming, we haven't found an incantation to make it simpler yet and it's a pretty complex spell to teach..." That was all I can think of.

"Oh, and it gets pretty hot when you stay near it too long, seriously, I felt like I'd been sitting in a sauna last time." He chuckled, "Good, it is often in acknowledging our weaknesses that we improve the most."

"Nevertheless I would be happy to reward you with a commendation for special services to the school and towards the betterment of wizards, the first of its kind." He presented me with a plaque with a fancy silver shield on it like in the trophy room.

It was exceptionally shiny and had my name emblazoned on it in big bold lettering, I was over the moon, I couldn't believe he would go this far. I mean I was given something similar in second year, but this felt more personal, more unique, something that was just mine.

But then I thought of something. "You should really put Hermione on this too, and Hagrid, and Mrs. Weasley and Professor Snape." "Snape?" He enquired, I nodded, "Yeah, I got the idea for three rotations from him and that healing spell."