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Beneath Your Window by Crookshanks.x
 Books » Harry Potter Rated: T, English, Romance & Humor, Draco M., Hermione G., Words: 89k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 432, Published: Jun 10, 2007 Updated: Jun 6, 2008
 1,044 Chapter 22: The Dance
Disclaimer: All these characters belong to JK Rowling, but I think they love me more.
A/N: HELLO! No, you're not halluscinating. It's really me. And yes, I am blushing from the embarrassment of the late update. But as I have promised several of you in Personal Messages, chapter 22 has been in the works and it's finally finished.
Chapter 22 / The Dance
She was home early that evening, finding the flat empty as she stepped out of the Floo. It was the first time she had returned from work before either Ginny or Harry, which was a strange feeling in its own. Finding the flat abandoned and eerily quiet was also rather disconcerting. She heard her own steps against the wooden floors as she moved towards the kitchen, turning the lights on as she went. She flopped exhaustedly down into the nearest chair, resting her head against her hand propped up on the kitchen table.
All week she had wanted nothing but some peace and quiet and now everything seemed much too silent. Her thoughts had free reign in her mind, quickly leaving thoughts of work and added responsibility to a place where she had been happy and content, living a life she could only dream of in her present situation. It was the one time in a week she had actually had quiet time that wasn't sleep, and she couldn't stand it.
Darting from the chair she started rummaging through the fridge, trying to figure out what to make for dinner instead of listening to the echo of Ginny's words.Miserable. Heartbroken. Homeless. The words thudded in her head following the dull rhythm in sync with the knife cutting up vegetables on the chopping block.
"Hermione?"
She turned to find Ginny staring wide-eyed at her from the entrance to the kitchen. A slight smile flickered across her tired features at the sight of the familiar redhead.
"Someone finally had the decency to send you home?" Ginny commented dryly as she put her work-folder down on the kitchen table.
"I wish," Hermione muttered, pushing a curl back with the help of her wrist. "I gave myself the time off to digest everything."
"What happened?"
"The Minister sacked Merewood right in front of my eyes," she revealed and had to smile at Ginny's expression. "It felt disturbingly good. He finally got what he deserved after running our department into the ditch."
"Thank Merlin that beast finally got what was coming to him," Ginny said fiercely, stepping up next to her by the kitchen counter.
They worked side by side in silence for a few minutes, before Hermione suddenly put the knife down and turned towards her friend.
"I got his job."
"What?!"
Ginny turned around in a haste, ginger hair hitting Hermione across the face. She jumped back and cried an indignant 'hey', before her lips pulled up into an amused smile at the look on Ginny's features.
"I got his job. Gin, they gave me his job," she said breathlessly. "I'm the Head of the Potions department."
"Wha...Merlin's frigging baggy y-fronts, are you joking?!"
"No, he gave it to me on the spot," she confessed, rubbing her temple slightly. "I'm happy, I really am, but it's even more responsibility than before. I'm the one who has to get this department back on track now."
