#spareheir

It had taken time to settle administrative matters after the Coffee Riots, much to Hermione’s chagrin, along with numerous other duties that came with trying to organize the best methods of handling such a strange and unprecedented scenario. It was taking them longer than Hermione would have liked for everyone to get their feet under them, but that was to be expected with bureaucracy and red tape.

She had seen the name neatly printed on her intake sheet for the day as soon as it came through, just as she did every day, but because of these delays it took her a few days to make the time to come see this particular arrival in person.

Regulus Black. Not many knew what the boy had done for the cause, but Hermione was one of the few that were privy to this particular information, and she knew the moment she saw his name that this was someone she needed to meet in person.

There was a small photograph of the boy attached to his documents on her clipboard, and as she entered Holding she immediately began scanning the room for his face. It didn’t take her long to spot him, and low heels clicked along the polished floors with each perfunctory step as she approached him.

" I’ve seen more naked people in the past month than I have in my entire life, so by that standard I guess you could say it is. ” An awkward laugh escaped her upon the startling realization.

“ I guess the only complaint I have is that I’ve somehow managed to see two former professors naked and neither of whom have been Gilderoy Lockhart, though the year is still far from over. ”

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005 | A childhood mischief their parents don’t know about

Elsa truly wasn’t sure what to expect that evening. So much seemed to have happened since the last visit she had taken to Arendelle, changes that had once more taken the woman by surprise. The sun had already begun to dip below the horizon by the time the castle came into view. Her arrival far later than she normally had planned, but the passenger that she held in her arms as Nokk carried the two of them across the surface of the fjord had required them to travel at a slower pace.

Wrapped in a shawl and held close to her chest, Elsa watched over the sleeping girl, a small smile gracing her lips as she tucked the warm fabric tighter around her. A month had already come and gone since she had found the small child alone in the woods. A little girl she had quickly grown so fond of. A daughter that Elsa had never expected to have, yet had taken in nevertheless. She had purposely left Dawn out of her letters to Anna, not out of a desire to keep her newly named daughter a secret. She only felt it right to tell her of such a thing in person...