When in doubt, go to the library; Harry Potter, closed.

[hermioneee]

As promised, Hermione was at the Ministry's library on New Year's Day. In fact, she was there from opening until closing for two days straight, until she was happy with the amount of information she was going to present to Harry. That was why she was on his doorstep earlier, when she ran into Ron Weasley, the prat

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[so_harry]

Harry received Hermione's letter while he was finishing up work at his office. He'd had an irritating meeting with the captain at Scotland Yard and he was a bit beyond his breaking point for the day. As of a few days ago, this is when he would crack open a bottle of firewhiskey and pour himself a generous glass. It helped him unwind after a long day.

But that wasn't something he could do anymore.

So when he arrived at the library to meet Hermione, he was a bit tense and bit overwhelmed.

He only hoped she had something good.

"You haven't be holed up here for days have you?" he asked when he took notice of her pacing.

[hermioneee]

Hermione couldn't help herself, after the morning- and last couple of days she had, she threw her arms around Harry, squeezing him tightly. There wasn't time to explain why she was hugging him, or what had happened between her and Ron...

She let him go and dragged him to her couple of tables she had occupied, and they had luckily not cleaned up yet. (Probably due to the fact they were COVERED in books.)

"I have so much to tell you," she said a little breathless.

[so_harry]

Her hug shouldn't have surprised him, but after the way he acted at the party, and his completely pathetic breakdown in Lavender's bedroom, he was. But still, he couldn't help but hug her back tightly, seemingly both of their moods needing it.

As he followed her over to the tables, his eyes took in the mountains of books and he rubbed at the back of his neck with quiet laughter.

Nothing really changed since they were kids, that was clear.

"Merlin, Hermione-" he breathed. "I can't imagine all the effort this took-"

[hermioneee]

Hermione's eyes scanned over the mountain of books, wondering where to start. The amount of information and facts in her head was daunting to try to articulate.

She took him by the wrist and, lightly, pulled him over to the table where she started. "Do you remember the chapters about the Salem witch hunts and the European burning of witches in History of Magic?" She didn't pause for an answer, "Well, I thought that would be a good place to start investigating muggles burning witches and wizards."

Hermione leaned over the table, her fingers grazing the pages, trying to grasp the essence of each one. She took a deep breath, "This book mentioned the legacy of muggles murdering witches and wizards throughout history, and I thought he was just paranoid because legacy is an awfully strong word- or so I thought. But these books over here," she walked around the table, "agreed! And this author, Eller, she luckily described these people with the word cult."