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Of Drought and downpour - Chapter 10

Where we get a glimpse of what happened with the previous coven and discover the naughty side of Molly Prewet and Arthur Weasley.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57564421/chapters/151933198

Of Drought and Downpour - Chapter four

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57564421/chapters/148002913

“Daph! You’re back!” Screeched Ginny as she sat down at their table at the Green Viper. “Tell us everything!”

“Well, my work there was done. Fredrik was absolutely wonderful, I honestly thought of staying, but I don’t think he was The One. I considered a few things and I decided to come back. My life is here. I missed my troublesome friends! And I see we have a new member!”

“We missed you too!” replied the others.

Luna introduced Willow, who had since become a well integrated member of the group. Daphne listened to her in awe as she told a few of her adventures on the hellmouth.

“I dated a werewolf, before I became a witch. My best friend dated two vampires. Not at the same time, obviously.” She told her very attentive audience.

“We had a werewolf teacher, he was the best.” Said Hermione. “But vampires? Aren’t they soulless beings?”

“Angel, the first one, was all handsome and broody and had been cursed with a soul because he was a real baddie. He was a puppy with Buffy though, still broody but with googly eyes. That is until he lost his soul because they had sex.” She shrugged “With Spike, we called him captain peroxide because of his bleached platinum hair, it was a perfect enemies to lovers story. They hated each other, then, when Buffy came back from the dead, they began fucking like rabbits and he went out and got himself a soul just to be worthy of her.” She sighed. “Oh, and my other best friend dated a one-thousand-year-old vengeance demon who had come to Sunnydale to kill him.”

“And I though Hogwarts was a dangerous place.” Said Daphne in shock. The others chuckled.

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Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 34

A new chapter is now up. Hermione fights for justice, Draco discovers muggle entertainment.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/149646928

Hermione walked into the conference room, every Head o Department stood to greet her and she replied and shook hands as she walked towards her chair at the head of the table. When she sat down everyone followed her example and the chatter died down.

“Good morning. As you all know, Mr Miles resigned and we are here to elect a new Head for the Department of International Magical Cooperation. We have two candidates to choose from, they will come in and present their views and ideas and then we will vote. Each of you has a copy of the candidates’ CVs. After the election we will have a round table discussion. We have many reforms going on at the same time and I think it wise to share information.” Hermione looked around the table at each Head of Department and then nodded to Eniiyi to let in the candidates.

A snippet from chapter 1 of Trailblazing & Stargazing

Voldemort was dead. Again. They had made it back to present day, safe and sound. The children had gone back to Hogwarts. The grownups, including none other than reformed Death Eater, former school bully, overall nightmare of their childhood Draco Malfoy, had spent a few hours at Grimmauld Place going over the latest events. Harry and Ginny seemed to have finally accepted that Albus was a Slytherin and Scorpius Malfoy was his best friend. They were going to have to deal with the ferret more in the future and were trying to digest that. Ron still didn’t like Draco one bit, but Hermione appreciated the fact that they had both been civil to each other. 

She dreaded the moment Ron would realize that Scorpius had a huge crush on Rose, and the feeling was probably mutual, although Rose herself didn’t seem to be aware of that just yet. She thought Malfoy had changed dramatically, long gone was the spoiled racist brat he had been in school. The war had changed him, just like it had changed them, and the whole tragedy of his wife’s blood curse and subsequent death had left deep scars on him. He was now a generous man and he was still trying to atone for his sins, most of society had forgiven him but he couldn’t seem to forgive himself. Scorpius was a nice kid as well, he looked just like his dad at that age but had a kind smile instead of a mean smirk. He’d grow up to be a good man, without his father’s traumatic past. Draco was a good dad, much unlike Lucius.

Hermione and Ron apparated back into the garden and walked inside their empty two-story brick house. When they had married they had chosen to live in a muggle town on the outskirts of London, similar to where she had grown up. They had muggle technology, like a fridge and a TV, and magical commodities such as floo connection and owl post. Both she and Ron had gotten driving licenses and the children had attended muggle primary school, together with the Potters, before going to Hogwarts. They had the best of both worlds and Hermione really wanted to make it easier for other wizarding families to do the same.

“I’ll make some tea. Are you hungry?” asked Ron, nervously threading his hand through his slightly thinning, but still very brightly ginger, hair. 

“Yes please! I’m starving, really! I’m too old for battling evil wizards, I’m afraid.” Replied Hermione sitting down on the sofa. 

Her hair was still wild, as if it struggled to contain her energy, but some strands here and there were turning grey and she had a few thin lines at the corners of her eyes. She was never one to care about glamour charms or muggle make-up. She showed the signs of her age proudly, she had earned every one of them through the pain, joy, loss and achievement she had gone through in her 41 years of life. Not that she was old, but society always expected women to look like horny teenagers and she would have none of that rubbish.

She picked up one of the many scrolls of parchment her personal assistant had left on the coffee table, as per previous agreement, for her to review. The wizarding world hadn't stopped while the Golden Trio was traveling through time to prevent history from changing for the worst, she had to keep up. She took her job as Minister of Magic very seriously, she was trying to change the future, thank you very much.

Ron handed her a steaming cup of tea and, not finding any room on the table, sat down balancing a plate of samosas on his knee. 

“You know I love you, right?” he said with a deep sigh while nervously tapping his fingers on a cushion. 

“Of course I do, I love you too Ron, you are my best friend.” Her eyes never lifted from the parchment as she replied and took a samosa from the plate. She took a bite, enjoying the spicy goodness within and then sipped her tea, still reading. 

“You are my best friend too ‘Mione.” He stopped for a second and swallowed air, his Adam’s apple slightly bobbing. “That’s why I think we should get a divorce.”

I have been absent for a few weeks, my fics have not been updated and I haven't managed to write a word, not for lack of trying. This year has been intense and I am mentally exhausted; my BED is back with a vengeance and I barely sleep. I'd need a vacation but that's not going to happen any time soon. I'm going to take some time off. I'll still be reading, obviously, but I'm putting my writing to rest for a bit, hopefully not too long.

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When the Wizarding World found out about the Harry Potter Saga, and Hermione Granger discovered smutty fan-fiction.

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