The Wizard Who Could (Male Reader X Hermione Granger)

Mavros Household

"I assume you know what needs to be done?"

Inside a highly decorated office, an older woman in long robes and square glasses stands in front of a desk, facing a seated and VERY stressed out Albus Dumbledore. The Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"So tomorrow really is-" He starts off before the woman cuts him off.

"Yes, tomorrow will be the 13th of April, young Mavros birthday." She says with a proud tone.

"Professor Mcgonagall, as you know." Albus looks her directly in her eyes. "I try and see the light that is within everyone."

Minerva rolls her eyes, "Why yes, Albus. You tend to mention it atleast 30 times a day. 40 on a good day."

Dumbledore chuckles. "As I was saying, I have my doubts on whether young Mavros will take more after his sweet mother...or his father."

"Well clear those doubts immediately, because Mavros is neither one of them. He will shape his own path, regardless on how you feel about his father."

Albus tries to make Mcgonagall see from his perspective, but clearly it isn't working.
"Aidoneus Marvos was one student that I felt that had more darkness within him then Tom himself. Why Diana chose to marry him is-"

Before he rambles too much, Mcgonagall clears her throat. "Albus, although Aidoneus was a enigma of many sorts—He never betrayed Hogwarts. That young man was one of the most powerful wizards this school as every produced, almost on par with you. His son deserves a chance just like him. If not for his stake, then do it for Diana."

Albus takes his glasses off and slowly rubs the bridge of his nose with an deep exhale. "If I send this letter out for his admission, the wizarding world will be watching his every move. Him and young Potter will have eyes on them at almost every second."

The Head of Gryffindor throws a sharp glance at the Headmaster. "There is no "if." Diana will be suspicious if her son doesn't receive his letter—And if she is suspicious, Aidoneus will be suspicious. You see where I'm going with this?"

Minerva proudly smiles down at Albus as he frantically nods as he takes out a piece of parchment.

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In a relative large house, we pan into a small room. Nothing too crazy about it, but it has a few posters consisting of Nirvana, Spider-Man, Looney Tunes, and...Skulls.

We see a large glass cage, with a red and black Python currently sleeping inside. There is also a moderate collection of wizarding books in the corner, which have recently been read cover to cover.

We finally get to the nightstand, which has a small moving picture of a man showing a little boy how to wave a wand. The small child is running circles around the man while giggling. Another moving picture shows the same man kissing the pregnant stomach of a woman while winking at the camera.

On the small bed, a figure is snoozing soundly with minimum snoring. The covers is up to his stomach as he unconsciously scratches his chest. His relaxed face slowly forms into a happy expression as his dream at the moment is so...

SPLASH!

A torrent of water slams into his face, causing said boy to gasp as he writhes comically around his now soaked bed. He almost feels like he's drowning as laughter travels throughout the room in front of him.