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Adult +
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27
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22,551
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183
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Chapter Four
Thank you one and all for taking the time to review. I may not answer you all personally, but trust me when I say that I am paying attention.
Wolfsoul- Thank you for your in depth critique of my story. It will help make my writing better. And although the corrections will not be done right away, it will happen. As for me being "meaningless and petty"? Perhaps I was. I'm utterly human that way. The work I've been submitting here isn't anything more than a bit of fluff to be enjoyed by all. And the fact that we are debating a review I received just reflects that we both forgot that much. I was only hoping to shake the cage of the person that wrote the review in the first place, not start World War III. Thanks again and have a nice day.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!
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Chapter Four
Hermione sat quietly as the Wizmogot read a copy of her letter. It was Kingsley Shacklebolt that looked up first, setting aside his letter. He didn’t look happy in the least. Well, she thought, his happiness wasn’t her concern, not at the moment at any rate.
“Miss Granger, what you are proposing is…unorthodox,” he said in a tight voice.
“Some times the unorthodox is the only thing that can work,” she said casually as she stood. “Please understand that I am not suggesting in the least that they leave without punishment…”
“You are asking us not to send them to Azkaban!” Kingsley exclaimed. “What are we to think?”
“That I am suggesting a solution of practicality as well as mercy,” she said, but held up her hand to stop Shacklebolt from rebutting anything until she was finished speaking. “Answer me this—is the prison free of the Dementors yet?”
“Some, but you don’t expect us to…”
“What I’ve learned to expect and what I’ve received have always been vastly different things,” she replied. “Please allow me to ask you this—is there any guarantees that the dementors will not help the death eaters to freedom now?” That had the wind leaving their sail quickly, as they knew that she was correct. They would help them out. It would just be a matter of time. “Between the state of Azkaban itself and the dementors, chances are that you will not have a single death eater under its roof after a month.”
A few of the Wizmogot looked ready to argue with her on this, but for the most part they were keeping quiet and looking grim. Kingsley took a deep breath and sighed.
“What do you suggest we do?” he inquired, waving the letter. “You didn’t exactly inform us.”
“Yes, I know. I would have had to expound on it anyway,” she murmured, taking out more papers and handing them over to Kingsley. “If you could please pass one to everyone?” She went back to her place and waited. “For the students that are going on trial I suggest the following—tracking and magic monitoring spells, as well as a weekly meeting with a counselor. Sensitivity training must be given as well.”
A barrel chested man scoffed as he tossed the paper aside. “I should have known a bleeding heart…” But he went absolutely quiet as Hermione stared at him, her face hard as stone.
“Let me assure you, sir,” she said in a voice colder than the arctic. “That there is nothing about what I am doing here that has anything to do with bleeding hearts or liberalism.” She went closer to the group of people in front of her. “Nor should it have anything to do with revenge. It is thinking like that, which brought this second war into fruition! So please let me finish what I am proposing before you attempt to refute what I am saying. At least that way you have a basis of argument on which to stand.”
Stepping away from the Wizmogot, she took a deep breath and let it out. This wasn’t going to be as easy as she had thought it would be. And to think, she thought wearily, she had only figured it to be an impossible task. So much for that one, Hermione almost muttered aloud.
“We have a chance here to revolutionize the penal system within the wizarding world,” she told them. “All I am asking is for a chance to explain it, tell you why it will work, and express just how it will save the Ministry of Magic hundreds of thousands, if not millions of galleons.”
That had their attention. The war had nearly bankrupted the government. Any knut saved, in this instance, was a knut earned.
Kingsley cleared his throat and said, “Well, let’s hear it.”
Hermione reiterated her idea as far as the students were concerned. “Keep in mind that there are current students in Hogwarts that will be needing counseling as well. As such it would be intergraded into the curriculum of the school.” She looked over to all of them. “After all it isn’t everyday that a child goes to war—regardless of the side they took.”
“Are you suggesting that because they fought in a war that we should be flipping the bill…”
“I don’t recall saying that you would be flipping any bill in this instance,” she cut off the woman. “Many of the students, even before the battle of Hogwarts occurred were forced to perform Unforgivables on each other by the Carrows. Muggleborns were punished for being so and were incarcerated by this court. And then there are those who were forced by their parents to choose the dark side, because they were told their way of life was in danger. If they were to go against it, they were severely punished before being cast aside and disowned.” The woman who had cut her off was withering down into her seat under Hermione’s glare. “Do you know how many of these same children are now without one or both parents?”
“What does that have to do…”
“Counseling is not a luxury in this instance, but a necessity,” she said tightly, allowing her temper to get the better of her. “Their injuries are not just physical and if you cannot see as much, you’re just as blind to this as you were to the rise of Voldemort.”
There were gasps of outrage and shock among the Wizmogot. The shouting started, leaving Hermione feeling like nothing was getting done. She went straight over to Kingsley, levitating so that she was now eye to eye with him.
“I have an ace,” she told him. “A very strong card that I will play. Get this in hand, least I pull the rug right from under your feet.” Floating back to the floor, she went back to her paperwork.
She was bluffing, Kingsley thought, as he watched her. Little did he know that Hermione never bluffed.
“We will take the counseling under advisement,” Kingsley said after clearing his throat.
Shaking her head she lifted the coin she had in her pocket and tapped her wand to it. A moment later who should walk in but Albus Dumbledore himself. Several strangled gasps went up and Kingsley looked about ready to faint.
“Good afternoon, one and all,” Albus said. “Sorry I’m late, but I was looking over the idea Miss Granger was presenting here to you.” He smiled as he nodded to Hermione and looked back to the Wizmogot. “Shall we go over it point by point together? I’m certain that once we do so it will be far clearer to one and all.”
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Review Sing-A-Long time!!! Day before yesterday (Sorry, had Internet problems) answer was "In the End" by Linkin Park! Cookies go out to Tenar10r, Anon, morgana, Quarter-Blooded Witch, abbi cee, beerwench1313, and slytherin-princess. Sprinkles go out to Lady Malfoy and katiekm who got the band, but not the name of the song. If I missed anyone, I'm sorry.
Okay, it's time for the next Sing-A-Long song! (I don't own it!) "I've been reviewing around you for a long, long time." There you go! No hints. I'm sure you'll get it. Thanks to one and all! Have a great day.
Wolfsoul- Thank you for your in depth critique of my story. It will help make my writing better. And although the corrections will not be done right away, it will happen. As for me being "meaningless and petty"? Perhaps I was. I'm utterly human that way. The work I've been submitting here isn't anything more than a bit of fluff to be enjoyed by all. And the fact that we are debating a review I received just reflects that we both forgot that much. I was only hoping to shake the cage of the person that wrote the review in the first place, not start World War III. Thanks again and have a nice day.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!
***
Chapter Four
Hermione sat quietly as the Wizmogot read a copy of her letter. It was Kingsley Shacklebolt that looked up first, setting aside his letter. He didn’t look happy in the least. Well, she thought, his happiness wasn’t her concern, not at the moment at any rate.
“Miss Granger, what you are proposing is…unorthodox,” he said in a tight voice.
“Some times the unorthodox is the only thing that can work,” she said casually as she stood. “Please understand that I am not suggesting in the least that they leave without punishment…”
“You are asking us not to send them to Azkaban!” Kingsley exclaimed. “What are we to think?”
“That I am suggesting a solution of practicality as well as mercy,” she said, but held up her hand to stop Shacklebolt from rebutting anything until she was finished speaking. “Answer me this—is the prison free of the Dementors yet?”
“Some, but you don’t expect us to…”
“What I’ve learned to expect and what I’ve received have always been vastly different things,” she replied. “Please allow me to ask you this—is there any guarantees that the dementors will not help the death eaters to freedom now?” That had the wind leaving their sail quickly, as they knew that she was correct. They would help them out. It would just be a matter of time. “Between the state of Azkaban itself and the dementors, chances are that you will not have a single death eater under its roof after a month.”
A few of the Wizmogot looked ready to argue with her on this, but for the most part they were keeping quiet and looking grim. Kingsley took a deep breath and sighed.
“What do you suggest we do?” he inquired, waving the letter. “You didn’t exactly inform us.”
“Yes, I know. I would have had to expound on it anyway,” she murmured, taking out more papers and handing them over to Kingsley. “If you could please pass one to everyone?” She went back to her place and waited. “For the students that are going on trial I suggest the following—tracking and magic monitoring spells, as well as a weekly meeting with a counselor. Sensitivity training must be given as well.”
A barrel chested man scoffed as he tossed the paper aside. “I should have known a bleeding heart…” But he went absolutely quiet as Hermione stared at him, her face hard as stone.
“Let me assure you, sir,” she said in a voice colder than the arctic. “That there is nothing about what I am doing here that has anything to do with bleeding hearts or liberalism.” She went closer to the group of people in front of her. “Nor should it have anything to do with revenge. It is thinking like that, which brought this second war into fruition! So please let me finish what I am proposing before you attempt to refute what I am saying. At least that way you have a basis of argument on which to stand.”
Stepping away from the Wizmogot, she took a deep breath and let it out. This wasn’t going to be as easy as she had thought it would be. And to think, she thought wearily, she had only figured it to be an impossible task. So much for that one, Hermione almost muttered aloud.
“We have a chance here to revolutionize the penal system within the wizarding world,” she told them. “All I am asking is for a chance to explain it, tell you why it will work, and express just how it will save the Ministry of Magic hundreds of thousands, if not millions of galleons.”
That had their attention. The war had nearly bankrupted the government. Any knut saved, in this instance, was a knut earned.
Kingsley cleared his throat and said, “Well, let’s hear it.”
Hermione reiterated her idea as far as the students were concerned. “Keep in mind that there are current students in Hogwarts that will be needing counseling as well. As such it would be intergraded into the curriculum of the school.” She looked over to all of them. “After all it isn’t everyday that a child goes to war—regardless of the side they took.”
“Are you suggesting that because they fought in a war that we should be flipping the bill…”
“I don’t recall saying that you would be flipping any bill in this instance,” she cut off the woman. “Many of the students, even before the battle of Hogwarts occurred were forced to perform Unforgivables on each other by the Carrows. Muggleborns were punished for being so and were incarcerated by this court. And then there are those who were forced by their parents to choose the dark side, because they were told their way of life was in danger. If they were to go against it, they were severely punished before being cast aside and disowned.” The woman who had cut her off was withering down into her seat under Hermione’s glare. “Do you know how many of these same children are now without one or both parents?”
“What does that have to do…”
“Counseling is not a luxury in this instance, but a necessity,” she said tightly, allowing her temper to get the better of her. “Their injuries are not just physical and if you cannot see as much, you’re just as blind to this as you were to the rise of Voldemort.”
There were gasps of outrage and shock among the Wizmogot. The shouting started, leaving Hermione feeling like nothing was getting done. She went straight over to Kingsley, levitating so that she was now eye to eye with him.
“I have an ace,” she told him. “A very strong card that I will play. Get this in hand, least I pull the rug right from under your feet.” Floating back to the floor, she went back to her paperwork.
She was bluffing, Kingsley thought, as he watched her. Little did he know that Hermione never bluffed.
“We will take the counseling under advisement,” Kingsley said after clearing his throat.
Shaking her head she lifted the coin she had in her pocket and tapped her wand to it. A moment later who should walk in but Albus Dumbledore himself. Several strangled gasps went up and Kingsley looked about ready to faint.
“Good afternoon, one and all,” Albus said. “Sorry I’m late, but I was looking over the idea Miss Granger was presenting here to you.” He smiled as he nodded to Hermione and looked back to the Wizmogot. “Shall we go over it point by point together? I’m certain that once we do so it will be far clearer to one and all.”
***
Review Sing-A-Long time!!! Day before yesterday (Sorry, had Internet problems) answer was "In the End" by Linkin Park! Cookies go out to Tenar10r, Anon, morgana, Quarter-Blooded Witch, abbi cee, beerwench1313, and slytherin-princess. Sprinkles go out to Lady Malfoy and katiekm who got the band, but not the name of the song. If I missed anyone, I'm sorry.
Okay, it's time for the next Sing-A-Long song! (I don't own it!) "I've been reviewing around you for a long, long time." There you go! No hints. I'm sure you'll get it. Thanks to one and all! Have a great day.