mudblood_andproud: (a love of knowledge)
Neville and Hermione enjoy tea, vodka, and talking about newly approved legislature

Neville. Or should it be Mr. Longbottom? [Hermione teases him, when he sticks to calling her Minister. She gestures for him to come into her office with a smile, and pulls out a chair for him]

It is not like you are here on bad terms.
mudblood_andproud: (potions make a mess)
Hermione has a fairly large potions lab and Herbology space set up in her research space at the IRIS Foundation. The main door that enters into the research space leads one into the Herbology space first, where there are tons of plants and unique species being grown.

This is where Hermione grows many of her own ingredients. There is a little pond in one back corner, where the frogs, newts and the fireflies have habitats. And rows of different kinds of flowers, herbs, and roots are grown. There is one area that is warded -- to give off a sense of dread when one approaches it -- where the Mandrakes are grown. The ward is set up as a warning, since the Mandrakes need a specialized hand for their care, and are known to create damage when pulled without proper protection.

From the Herbology room, there is a door that leads to the potion area. It is quite large, with a big copper cauldron in the middle of the room. On each of the walls, there are rows and rows on prepared ingredients. Along the back corner, there is a warded cabinet, that requires a unique magical unlocking spell to open, and is protected with a jinx to cast a 'THIEF' rune onto any who try to break into the cabinet. It is in the cabinet where the more dangerous and rare potion ingredients are stored. The stuff that one has to go through great effort to collect, such as the unicorns hair, dragon liver, dragon's claw to name a few.

There are a number of different potions that Hermione can successfully brew in a day. She even has a schedule of which potions to brew when ... especially handy for the potions that are more successful when they are brewed at nighttime, or during a full moon. And there are potions that always are on her to-make list, such as Pepperup Potion, or Essence of Dittany, or Invigoration Draught.

There are also many days when Hermione is researching her own potions, like calculating the differences between a Star Grass Salve and Murtlap Essence, to create a healing potion for major cuts and injuries. The research is absolutely lovely... taking the time to figure out which ingredients work, and the right amount of each ingredient to add, and to take notes after notes after notes, until she completes a better product.

For every potion create, 20% of the completed product is donated back to the IRIS Foundation, with a few 'Rate this Product' forms to be filled out by whomever needs the potions that are donated. After all... it will only help Hermiome improve her work to get feedback when others are using it.
mudblood_andproud: (playful bubbles)
When Aziraphale activated the PINpoint address that Hermione sent him, he would appear in the back corner of the Three Broomsticks, a quite familiar place in Hogsmeade, and one that might be a place that literally comes alive from the stories -- since Aziraphale was familiar with the books that contained the adventures of Harry and his friends.

No one was taken surprise by his sudden appearance either -- as many the witch or wizard would arrive here magically in the very spot that Hermione had selected as a PINpoint location.

The Witch herself was in a back corner, drinking her fourth Butterbeer of the evening, and one set aside for her friend when he arrived.
mudblood_andproud: (Witch in White)
Several months ago, the former boarded-up office of the Ministry of Muggle Relations had been a disaster area. There used to be piles and piles of 'lost' paperwork that had previously filled the office. There used to be piles and piles of 'useless' Muggle inventions that had been laying around the office. And the office used to look like it could easily feature as a cautionary tale to any Hoarders.

Everything changed once Hermione Jean Granger had agreed to take the position of Minister of Muggle Relations. In several short months she had tackled the task of filing everything into a proper manner. Not only did she get several unresolved Muggle Relations bills approved, but Hermione also wrote dozens of her own bills that were also finalized and ratified.

Slowly, things were changing at the Ministry, all due to bills that were coming from the Ministry of Muggle Relations office. There was the bill that encouraged technology lessons for young witches and wizards. There was the bill that encouraged pre-Wizarding School courses that would help a Muggle or Half-Born wizard to learn about Pureblood traditions, and those that would help a Pureblood wizard to learn about Muggle customs. And Hermione Jean Granger's signature was first signed on several other bills that came from other departments that encouraged a better understanding across the Wizarding World.

It was no wonder that an "Intention to Run" form appeared on her desk, with her name nominated into the upcoming election for Minister of Magic, signed by several other wizards in the Ministry. Hermione was studying the form for a long time. Her fingers trailing through the fur of CJ, as she considered the opportunity before her.

To Know, You Must See From All Sides )

Walking back to her desk, Hermione signed her name on the "Intent to Run" papers. And with a flick of her wrist, the papers flew down the hallways to verify that she would allow her name to stand. It would be a tough year ahead of her, to finish the projects she wanted to accomplish, and run a proper campaign as Minister.

Hermione smiled. CJ purred by her face. She was ready for the challenge. All of them.
mudblood_andproud: (Crookshanks Soft Kitty)
Crookshanks watches his witch sleep safely in her bed, curled up close to her pillow. His green eyes survey the room. It is almost midnight. And the Blue Supermoon was near its peak in the night sky.

It was time to complete one last adventure )
mudblood_andproud: (reflections of a woman)
After speaking with Caspar in the Nexus, Hermione is quick to realize that perhaps she should be in contact with Adia. And make sure that her friend is given all the information about Bellatrix's attack from the source.

So she stands outside her new Nexus door. And sends Adia a quick text.

Afternoon. I met your boyfriend. And he seems lovely.

But he will likely tell you about what happened to Hunter and me. I thought that perhaps you would like to come visit Hunter with me?
mudblood_andproud: (Draco brilliant wizards)
Honestly, learning that Hogwarts had accepted both herself and Draco as the new Headmasters had given Hermione a lot to think about these last couple of weeks. Together, they had settled into their new office, and started researching different history books on previous Headmasters so that they could provide the best leadership possible for the school.

But after being surrounded by magic for the last few weeks was a little tiring. It was almost like there was too much information to absorb at one time.

And Hermione knew that both of them deserved a break. Which is why she had planned a Muggle-themed date with her boyfriend. She was waiting for him at her cottage, excited for the day ahead of her.
mudblood_andproud: (lost in transition)
Hermione was feeling pretty tired by the time Jim had led her to Hunter's apartment. She had to use several powerful spells during her recent magical battle, and now was just exhausted. Crookshanks was half-asleep in her arms, purring softly that his witch was safe.

Arriving at Hunter's, the young man had prepared a small lunch for his guests. There was several finger sandwiches and fruit on the table. And he had just finished making up a bed for Hermione to use. She felt very lucky to have such great friends.

But she knew that they might have questions, so was not quite ready to tuck into bed just yet.

So she found a place to sit down, placing Crookshanks in her lap. "Thank you. Both of you. I appreciate this so much."
mudblood_andproud: (Default)
Hermione had been busy the last couple of weeks, but there was good reason for it. After Draco's parents had found out that they were dating (in an unfortunate way), Hermione couldn't get her own parents out of her mind. Or the situation that they were in because of her.

There had to be a way to return their memories, without damaging their minds. And despite reading book after book on such topics, there was not much for her to rely on. No true proven method of returning a Muggle's memories, once they were Obliviated.

Luckily, her boyfriend was very good at this type of research. So finally, Hermione had sent him a note, delivered by her Owl, explaining that she needed his help.
mudblood_andproud: (exploring the world)
Hermione is expecting two guests to show up to her cottage today. One, being her friend the good captain James T. Kirk. And the other, being one of his friends, that he had asked could come along to the Burrow when they honored their supper invitation.

And of course, Hermione said yes. The Burrow was a place where anyone was welcome, and anyone would be fed until they couldn't eat anymore.

She is waiting by the PINpoint portal that opens in her kitchen. Crookshanks is sitting on her shoulder, making a nuisance of himself as he watches the glowing blue light cautiously. He is doing his job, making sure no unwelcome guests arrive.
mudblood_andproud: (Beauty in Black and White)
Hermione was excited for the day ahead of her. It was finally time that she could bring Jim to Diagon Alley with her, so he could see a part of the Wizarding world. It had taken some time, since she had needed to talk to Minerva McGonagall and Arthur Weasley, and sign off a few scrolls to bring a Muggle to Diagon Alley. But Hermione had followed the letter of the Wizarding laws in these regards, so there was no worries on her end.

She had decided to open the PINpoint portal in her own home, a small cottage located in Wiltshire. After all, it was best that a portal wasn't open in Diagon Alley, where any wizard or witch could discover it, and try to gain access to the Nexus themselves.

Hermione send out a quick message to Jim, hoping that he was available.

Good morning! Feel up to exploring some of the magical world with me? Hermione
mudblood_andproud: (Crookshanks Exploring Around)
Crookshanks had gotten bored of his witch visiting around with more and more people. He just wanted to go home. And so he had wandered off on his own.

However, no matter how brilliant he felt, the Nexus was a large place and very easy to get lost in. And he tried to retrace his steps, but that too failed to bring him back to where he had left Hermione.

He sat down to ponder his next option. And meowed softly... maybe Hermione would hear him? She was the one that got lost, after all.
mudblood_andproud: (i just want it to stop)
"You're lying, you filthy Mudblood, and I know it! You have been inside my vault at Gringotts! Tell the truth, tell the truth! What else did you take? What else have you got? Tell me the truth or, I swear, I shall run you through with this knife! What else did you take, what else? ANSWER ME! CRUCIO!"

The words of Bellatrix were the only things that Hermione heard right now. She, Harry and Ron were all able to escape Malfoy Manor. But the torture from Bellatrix on the young witch was something that she just couldn't escape.

Ron and Harry were so worried about her. But she just needed to escape. She just needed to not be there. So using her PINpoint, Hermione was soon in Atlantis. The one place she felt that Bellatrix could not find her. Where no other Death Eater could find her.

Even though she was not quite there... she still walked with purpose. Remembering the way from where her PINpoint opened, to the infirmary. A thin line along her throat was still red -- from where Bellatrix had firmly placed the knife against her. The word "mudblood" was carved into her arm, still fresh from that same knife.

Without a word, Hermione sat on one of the cots in the infirmary. She then curled into a little protective ball, and started sobbing uncontrollably.

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