Who: Hermione and OTA Anthony When: Thursday, Lunchtime Where: Ministry Atrium What: Lunch
Hermione was sitting near the Fountain of Magical Brethren, staring up at the Witch and Wizard as she slowly chewed her sandwich. Today was a brown lunch day, and Hermione had her lunch by her side on the bench. It was a good way to get rid of her leftovers and save a little money in the process. Besides, Hermione didn't want to leave her office for too long, she wanted to be close to hear news. In case anything else happened. She was on the edge of her chair lately, after what happened to poor Ginny...
With a gentle sigh, she leaned back on the bench, chewing slowly. Things were getting so dark again. There had felt like a bit of a break between the final battle and now... a bit of down time. It wasn't like things were bright and sunny all the time, but they weren't scary and dangerous. Not like now. Again.
Hermione was starting to rethink things. She'd thought she was doing a bit of good in her current position, but could she be doing more good if she was working alongside Harry and Ron? She was lost in thought when someone wandered over toward her.