Date: 12 June 1998 Characters: Hermione Granger, Kingsley Shacklebolt Location: Ministry of Magic Status: Public Summary: Hermione has a house elf-related request and she's taking it to the top. Completion: Incomplete
It had been wonderful to see the boys for lunch. Despite living together, they were now spending their days doing other things most of the time, so she missed them, oddly enough. She did like having her space, but it was still such an adjustment after being around them constantly. After they left her back at Ollivander's, Hermione worked for another hour before she left to keep her appointment at the Ministry
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Miss Stiles knocked on Kingsley's door within a few minutes to tell him that Hermione Granger was here to see him. "Thank you," Kingsley said with a smile. "Please, send her in."
After his secretary showed Hermione into the office, Kingsley got to his feet, offering her a hand to shake. "It's good to see you again, Hermione. How are you?" It was a question that he had wanted to ask her for a long time. Hermione had been on the run with Harry, he knew, and he had worried about those children even after he himself was forced to flee, hoping that they were staying safe. Dinners at the Burrow the previous summer had always been a lovely time, particularly when he was able to engage Hermione in a conversation--it amazed him that she hadn't ended up in Ravenclaw, as intelligent as she was.
"Have a seat, please. I made tea, would you like some?"
When Hermione entered Kingsley's office, she had a moment of panic. This was the Minister's office. Even if the Minister was someone she knew, it was oddly surreal.
However, Kingsley looked the same, albeit with a weariness that most of them carried around these days, and he seemed happy to see her. "Hello, Kingsley. Or should I say Minister?" she asked, frowning slightly. "I've never read the proper protocal for addressing a person in power when one is friendly with said person. If Minister is the appropriate etiquette, I'll address you as such."
"I'm doing as well as most people," she said, shaking his hand firmly. "Alive and living each day as it comes, it seems. How are you?"
She sat down where indicated and smiled. "Tea would be lovely."
"Please, Kingsley is fine." Most people tended to call him Minister by default, and Kingsley was getting used to the title, though he rather preferred just being known by his name--it was simpler. He and Hermione had had too many dinner conversations for her to start addressing him by title now.
"I'm glad to hear it. And how are the boys?" He trusted Hermione would know which boys he was speaking of. "I'm getting by," he said in answer to her question. "Living day to day is an accurate way of describing it." He poured her a cup of tea and set it on his desk in front of her, along with some sugar and cream, and took his seat again after pouring himself a cup. "So what can I do for you, Hermione?"
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After his secretary showed Hermione into the office, Kingsley got to his feet, offering her a hand to shake. "It's good to see you again, Hermione. How are you?" It was a question that he had wanted to ask her for a long time. Hermione had been on the run with Harry, he knew, and he had worried about those children even after he himself was forced to flee, hoping that they were staying safe. Dinners at the Burrow the previous summer had always been a lovely time, particularly when he was able to engage Hermione in a conversation--it amazed him that she hadn't ended up in Ravenclaw, as intelligent as she was.
"Have a seat, please. I made tea, would you like some?"
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However, Kingsley looked the same, albeit with a weariness that most of them carried around these days, and he seemed happy to see her. "Hello, Kingsley. Or should I say Minister?" she asked, frowning slightly. "I've never read the proper protocal for addressing a person in power when one is friendly with said person. If Minister is the appropriate etiquette, I'll address you as such."
"I'm doing as well as most people," she said, shaking his hand firmly. "Alive and living each day as it comes, it seems. How are you?"
She sat down where indicated and smiled. "Tea would be lovely."
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"I'm glad to hear it. And how are the boys?" He trusted Hermione would know which boys he was speaking of. "I'm getting by," he said in answer to her question. "Living day to day is an accurate way of describing it." He poured her a cup of tea and set it on his desk in front of her, along with some sugar and cream, and took his seat again after pouring himself a cup. "So what can I do for you, Hermione?"
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