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The real Granger	By : cbhwilson Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6065 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter fandom JKR does. Original characters all mine but inspired by JKR. No profit made.Never met Beethoven, Pink or GaGa. When I think of Mia I think of artists like Pink and Lady GaGa

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“Morning All” Hermione greeted the crowd in the dining room. “There you are Granger. Beginning to think you got lost….Let me guess” Fred and George exchanged a look “How’s the PM?” Hermione looked at the paper and groaned. Fred began reading the headline. “Pop Diva, now that’s wrong for a start it should be Princess. Isn’t that right George?”

George smiled “Definitely. There’s been a typo. Should read Pop Princess. So Pop Diva Promises 10 million” Hermione couldn’t help but smile “Well if we use your argument” She went and stood between them. “Then it would read. Let me see ‘Pop Princess Promises 10 million’ doesn’t really sound right” Fran chuckled “the heading or the amount.?” Hermione smiled. “That’s real subtle Fran”

Fran fluttered her eyelashes. “Well it’s quite a bit. I know we’ve got ten times that amount…” Hermione cut her off. “Exactly and they’ve got a lot of damage to fix, so I’ve agreed to give the profits…”she looked pointedly at Fran. “the profits. I’m not running a charity but why not. Afterall the best way to help yourself is to help someone else. “

Hermione looked apologetic “Sorry Fran. Didn’t mean to get on my soapbox.” Hermione assumed the Neapolitan Bonaparte stance. The group smiled. “ Besides it’s good publicity for the new album. We have the aerodrome booked for next weekend and the following week ” Fred and George shared a knowing look. “Now that we have you were we want you Granger” Hermione ducked and extracted herself from the twins and gave them a wink. “You were saying?”

They were interrupted by the arrival of James. “This arrived by courier for you this morning.” The letter with the royal seal had arrived that morning with a simple message. “Thankyou.” Hermione smiled as she took out an official looking document. “Blimey is that from..?” Hermione started chuckling. “It’s the authority to negotiate on behalf of the Royal family”

Hermione made her apologies as she went into the hallway. “I’ll be couple of minutes. Just going to put this away. I’ll have some bacon and scrambled eggs” Molly went to stand and Hermione smiled as Mrs Davies gave her a stern look. “I’ll wait until you young madam sit down. You get rather sidetracked, quite often.” Hermione couldn’t argue with that and said as much.

She was smiling as she took the letter to the music room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Draco standing there looking at the piano. “You play exquisitely” He turned and smiled. He looked worn out. “It’s amazing to play” She smiled and looked a little guilty. “I checked to see whether you had tried, but you didn’t” He raised an eyebrow. “Tried?” Hermione nodded.

“It won’t allow magic. Remus doesn’t use magic either.” The mention of the two in the same breath tweaked Hermione’s memory. “Are you here about lessons? Do you want breakfast?” Draco smirked “Yes and Yes” She placed the envelope in a desk drawer and made a mental note to put it away properly later on.

He was nervous as he entered the dining room, but he needn’t have been. Molly spoke warmly. “Have a seat dear boy” Draco went to the chair indicated by James “Good to see you again Mr Malfoy.” Mrs Davies scooted James out of it. “What would you like?” Draco didn’t really know so Mrs Davies took the initiative. “Let me bring you Miss Granger’s dishes” Draco nodded.

Fred and George couldn’t help themselves “Miss Granger’s dishes” she shook her head. “It just that sometimes…” Fran made little cough and Hermione tilted her head. “Subtle, as always…well I usually can’t make up my mind, and if I ask for one thing then while I’m waiting I’ll change my mind.” Draco smiled “Same here” Within ten minutes two plates were delivered.

One had bacon, scrambled eggs, tomato, piece of steak, mushrooms and French toast. The other plate had fruit and cheese. Fran asked what he would want to drink and to everyone’s surprise he replied. “I’ll have what Granger’s having” Hermione smiled. “Don’t blame me if you don’t like it”

It was a simple cappuccino, but Fran made sure he knew how to drink it. His pleasure at the attention was obvious. Hermione rolled her eyes but she empathised. It did feel good to be fussed over. Especially after what they had all been through.

Draco smiled, as both he and Fran, looked at Granger. “You really think I deserve the same chance as everyone else?” Hermione didn’t need to say anything. Everyone else was on the same page. It was time to enjoy life. They had been children. “Still were” according to Molly. The twins did the usual double act. “Honestly Mum, We’ll be children to you when we’re eighty”

Hermione waited for the conversation to die down. “Although there is one thing I’d like to say Malfoy” He looked at her. “ I truly believe that whatever we do now will be our choice, not someone else’s. It’s called a clean slate.” She smiled sweetly. “Of course you’re still a prat, but that’s you. I’m a bitch, Harry’s a…” Harry chuckled “Ease up Granger” She touched his shoulder as she made her way out doors.

“James I may need the vehicle this afternoon. Might pay to have both Limos ready” The older gent nodded. “As you wish Miss Granger” She looked at the crowd gathered. “I may be a while.” She looked pointedly at Molly. “I can’t wait to catch up” She wondered what had happened with Arthur and the two younger Weasleys.

She looked at Draco. “Is there anything?” He nodded “Father wanted us to organise a training schedule” Hermione nodded. “We’ll need to consult with Remus. I should be at Hogwarts this afternoon” She leant low and whispered in his ear “Don’t hurt anyone and you can stay” She gave a wave and disappeared into the hall. Once again the little whirlwind appeared and she was gone.

She watched the scene in front of her and shook her head. “Hello Gents” The two wizards turned and smiled. “Didn’t hear you come in. No pop.” Hermione smiled “oops sorry. Pop” Henry Knott and Edward Williams had paperwork stacked on every surface and Hermione couldn’t hide her surprise. “Have you guys slept?”

The two wizards looked sheepishly at each other. Henry smiled. “Well it’s like this. Edward and I decided that we wouldn’t go the bed until we found a clause they hadn’t broken” Edward nodded “Well we haven’t found a one. We started on the agreements for these, same thing” Edward indicated to where the leases Hermione had gathered for the platform, Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley where.

“It would seem they have been extremely poor tenants” The voice from the stairs was guarded and Hermione stayed where she was. “Mr Ravenclaw?” The gentleman came down the stairs. “Have you been well tended?” He nodded and extended his hand. Hermione shook it warmly. He looked much better. “You have recovered well” He smiled.

“It seems Miss the only legitimate agreement is the very first one.” Hermione’s eyes danced. “They owe rent.” Franco nodded “Centuries of” Hermione’s face was trying to resist the urge to smile. She lost the battle though when she thought out aloud. “Well even at the lowest rate of compound interest…Will it wipe them?” Franco shook his head “Not quite”.

After a few moments Hermione snapped her fingers and a copy of George’s and Fred’s lease appeared. “What about the shopkeepers. All the rent increases they’ve paid. Wouldn’t that be….” Franco Ravenclaw smiled “Obtaining funds by deception” Hermione looked as Edward spoke “Let’s not forget the penalties imposed by the muggles for the breaches” Franco stepped off the staircase. “I stand corrected, it will wipe them”

Hermione took a breath. “When would you like a time to met with the PM. ?” Franco shook his head. “You are remarkable. As soon as…unless you two are not up for it” The other two were grinning. “Oh we’re up for it alright.” Hermione frowned. “Before I go. Do you need and accountant and if so, can you recommend one?” Henry smiled “All done. This parchment stuff is fantastic” The four looked at the figure it had arrived out. All were incredulous.

“Well it’ll cover the damage” The three wizards looked at her quizzically and she chuckled. “Sorry, just thinking out loud.” She grabbed a blank piece of parchment “Those who should be in power” The parchment produced a list. She rolled it up. “Dobby” The house elf appeared. “Everything as it should be?” The elf nodded.

Franco Ravenclaw gasped as he saw her transform and leave. “Well, well, well. I do believe that I have been given a new lease, unlike the Ministry” The three wizards laughed.

Hermione arrived home and used the galleon. “To the PM.” She said out aloud and then sent a message. “Have ammo. Should meet” The galleon’s warmth in the PM’s pocket didn’t surprise him. He shook his head. She worked fast. Come for lunch. The quick response surprised and pleased Hermione. She giggled, “Here I go again”

She returned home at 2 that afternoon and found the whole group in the games room. “Hi guys” Fran smiled “Hi Mia” Hermione noticed Molly’s frown and spoke “Mia or Hermione’s fine Molly.” She looked at Draco “… or Granger” Draco smirked. “How was your lunch?” Hermione looked at Fran who bashfully conceded her loose lips “Guilty”

Hermione relaxed. “Good, then you know I was with the PM?” they all nodded. “Well I need someone to guard him. Fred and George will you come with me” They nodded “Draco, you want in?” He was surprised to say the least. “Me?” Hermione nodded. “Sure, we could use all the help we can get” She grinned at his hesitation “Pays to err on the side of caution. Shouldn’t be too dangerous. Now let me explain…”

One hour later the group sat in the games room shell-shocked. Hermione had just showed them the list of accepted Ministry officials. “Lucius Malfoy?” Harry asked incredulous. “Well it’s like this Harry, Lucius doesn’t care about muggles. I’d imagine he wouldn’t want much to do with the place. They just want to be left alone.

Did you know that the Ministry is supposed keep the names of all non-magical people killed, or hexed, in any way by their officials. Name. Date of birth. Address. So that the muggles themselves can help with reintegration. And that memory charms on muggles by any Ministry official is strictly forbidden. It must be done in the presence of the PM. Have a guess when the last muggle was recorded?”

Harry knew the answer would floor him but he asked anyway. “When?” Hermione shook her head and gave a derisive chuckle. “1692, and there are penalties that the muggles can extract. Either the Ministry cleans house or cleans out. Afterall, have you seen London? It could do with the extra space” Draco shook his head. It was amazing how quickly it was unfolding.

Hermione broke Draco’s reverie. “I should see your father, but first could I have an hour or so of your time Molly” Molly nodded. “Guys?” The younger group again focussed on her. “Battle plan. Second door to the right” She motioned down the hallway. “Molly” the older witch looked at her. Her eyes danced. “We’re up here” The two witches ascended the stairs together.

An hour and a half later Hermione and Draco stood before Lucius and the older Malfoy smiled. “Of course if you think Draco can help” Hermione nodded “I do” Draco felt his pulse quicken. If only she did. He took a step back from her and tried to focus. “So you’ll go with Fred and George there, then Harry and I will arrive after the officials and guard the entrances.” Hermione smiled “Yes.

Lucius frowned “And may I ask who your lawyers are.” Hermione smiled “I don’t have any for this but the muggles are well represented. Thank you again Headmaster” She nodded and left. Lucius smiled and Draco looked weary. He noted his son’s discomfort. “Do you not appreciate the irony Son? Afterall, the very mudblood I’ve hated for so long, has become my most powerful weapon.” Just then the floo network activated and Narcissa Malfoy appeared.

In her hand she held a book of sorts and Lucius frowned. “Muggle paper” His confusion was at the St Mungos logo on the document. “It’s the only copy I could find” Lucius raised an eyebrow at the title “The pureblood problem. Are they breeding themselves out of existence?

The PM looked at the paperwork before him and shook his head. If it worked out then... He chided himself for jumping the gun. He hated dealing with the wizarding world. He felt like a lamb going to the slaughter. He steeled himself to enjoy what very well could be his last meal with his family. From the information given him he had been hexed on a number of occasions. He smiled as he entered the dining room and saw his beautiful wife and niece. He had to remind himself he wasn’t alone this time.

The PM felt nervous when he heard the fireplace activate then smiled when Mia stood before him. “You will have two obvious guards in here” Just then Fred and George appeared. They had both altered their appearance drastically and each carried a box. They were hardly recognisable. “I would like to introduce your negotiator and give you this” With that she placed a medallion around his neck and handed him a jewellery box. “For Her Majesty. They magic deflectors, created by the wizards of old for the Royal family and their representative”

Meanwhile both Fred and George had placed their boxes on the ground. Producing two statues from each and a pet bowl from one the lined three statues up along the back wall. The remaining transformed and there stood Molly. “Mr Prime Minister” Immediately his nervousness abated a little. There was something very reassuring about her eyes. “My niece was orphaned by deatheaters.” Molly put a hand on his shoulder. “I know. So we will not waiver” She gave him a brief hug.

“You will have two guards outside who will arrive shortly and I’m….” with that Hermione transfigured into a house cat and sat next to the pet bowl which was unusually large and full of what appeared to be water. Fred and George hid a smile as the cat began soaking itself in the liquid. They knew it contained truth serum as a fail safe, but this was serious business, and smiling seemed totally inappropriate. Besides they had to transfigure.

Molly felt the coin glow and opened the door to the office. Either side of the doorway in the hall stood Harry and Draco. Their appearance was also drastically altered. The adults would stand proud but there was no need to give the Ministry any extra targets. She stepped aside as if to let someone enter and muttered a powerful ward. The only way any magic could enter the building was through the floo and when she explained this to the PM he relaxed a little further. “Good. I was worried about…” Molly nodded understandably. “Your family”

Just then the floo activated and two Ministry officials stood there . “What’s this? Just you two?” The contempt in the official’s voice was obvious. Just then the three statues transfigured. “No my old friend. There’s us too…” Instantly the two officials went white and the Prime Minister stood a little taller. He recognised the emotion instantly. Fear, and he felt empowered for the very first time. “Ravenclaw?,” The Ministry’s wizard tried to feign affection but the lawyer stopped him with a glare and raised his hand. “Now to business…”

The meeting took all of half an hour. Initially the officials tried to reschedule but were bound by their own rules. All agreements would be binding, afterall, the Ministry itself, had said when the PM made the appointment; that it didn’t have time to waste with drawn out discussions. It looked like a stalemate until a quick scratch attack by the cat, who, the officials’ noticed, seemed to be sopping wet, suddenly had the truth flowing freely. No, they could not deny the evidence and yes they had never kept any of their conditions, and yes they knew that the deserved eviction.

Within fifteen minutes one had tried to obliviate the PM but found himself on the end of his own hex. Molly looked at him scathingly and suddenly the PM understood that this woman was not to be trifled with. “You’re friend can catch you up. Now we demand on behalf of the muggles either you compensate” The other official went white. It could ruin them. “…or a mass resignation with these….” She handed him a copy of the list “being the only acceptable replacements.” The officials mind worked quickly.

“I don’t have the authority…” and it was the truth. The other official held the rank of Undersecretary for Muggle Affairs. Just then a familiar voice rang out. “But I do” and with that Arthur Weasley removed the invisibility cloak and appeared. “He is still your superior, is he not…” the officials both nodded speechlessly at Molly, and with just a few strokes of a pen the current Ministry was rendered impotent.
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