Tallahassee

Chaos.

It all came down to pure chaos in the ministry. Harry felt his head throb more than ten times now with his boss grumbling in his ear.

“ Doyle, I understand! ” Harry murmured taking another sip of firewhiskey.

“ We are in emergency Mr. Potter! ” the short man grumbled exasperated.

“ Look ... ” before Harry answered with a bad word, Ron probably entered his running room.

“ They want to see you again! ”, the redhead said breathlessly. Harry followed him down the halls. “ Liam it's crazy! ”

“ Who is not? ” Harry expressed it in a sarcastic smile. The room was on fire. Literally on fire.

“ I'm going to go crazy! ” the eldest shouted. Harry gradually extinguished the flames with his wand. Although it was funny to see the oldest blond dance around the table.

“ Speak Morris! ” Harry gestures, Ron turned his eyes to the woman who defeated herself with Harry gesture. Harry gave him a smiled smile anyway, knowing he would receive a middle finger at the end of the day.

“ Recruits leave me crazy! ” the eldest sank in the chair next to him. Harry and Ron laughed at each other.It was the month of recruiting the auror, Harry and Ron were already in their second year, Harry was more advanced than Ron ( and the fact that he was a Potter contributed ) even though he did not want any privileges with his name. Ron was one of the most acclaimed, so to speak, something he insisted on bragging about.

“ Who's on the list? ” Harry took the spreadsheet. They would have a mission in thirty days. He already felt his headache until then. He hated long missions, but whiskey was good at least.

“ Carl, Sagan, Cruise, Pearl ... ” Ron read with grimace and boredom.Harry already knew the protocol. They recruit, some are fired, and the job is left for him and Ron, so Ron gets tired, and the job is left for him. A basic routine at this point. Harry took a mint bullet and stuck three in his mouth.

“ Is the Tallahassee mission still ongoing? ” Harry ignored the redhead speaking. He thought he would have dinner that night, or what Ginny would buy for dinner; pumpkin pie, English cake, pork in the sauce...If he went home in this case.

“ You are, by the way ... ” The eldest's tone of voice tuned. Harry would generally care about that.

“ Lunch! ” Ron got up already out the door.

Two hours before lunch actually.

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“ You have beautiful breasts. “Harry could feel Hermione's deadly look at the Weasley.

“ Thank you Ronald. Now I'm going to burn that dress. ” Hermione hit quietly, trying to hide her cheeks from blushing. Ron and Hermione had a strange romance-no romance between them.

Harry only drank in deep silence.

“ You asked if the dress looked beautiful on you! ” Ron defended himself.

“ Do I thank you now or send postcard? ” Hermione replied sarcastic. Harry could feel her gaze burning now. They were having lunch at the cafeteria below. “ Harry when are you going to travel? ”

Harry was surprised to hear her voice. It's so close he didn't notice.

“ Thirty-one days from now. ” He explained. He saw her faltering look. “ Don't worry. “ he stepped forward.Hermione smiled a little. Almost imperceptible but radiant enough for him to see and repay.

“ Bear promise? ” she provoked by releasing a sigh. She raised her pinky for him. Ron was very entertained with the fried onions on the table to see what they were talking about.

“ Bear promise. ” Harry made the pinky gesture for her. Hermione hesitated but seemed satisfied.

“ Duke called! ” Ron got up by putting several fried onions quickly in his mouth. Hermione rolled her eyes before tiptoeing and pinned a kiss on his cheek.

“ Bye Harry. “ she whispered, nodding up the sixth floor stairs.

“ You think she would accept a meeting next Saturday? ” Ron said with his mouth full. Harry sighed long before he answered.

“ Not with a mouth full of onion. ” Harry scoffed. Ron slapped his back of the head before he continued on his way.

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Ron was right onion fries is great. Harry was in auror training, he was an instructor on Wednesdays and Saturdays. All he did was look at the young people and prevent them from beingwitched basically. He read his book on “ Chinese strategies ”. Hermione gave it away last month. He had laundry on Tuesday. Before Harry continued, someone interrupted him.

“ I finished Mr. Potter. “ A red-haired, short girl with freckles on her nose. Sarah he supposed. He kicked in reality.

“ I was in deep thoughts did you know? ” Harry said leafing through one more page.

“ Sorry sir. What do I do now? ” she asked with bright and breathless eyes. Harry put his book in his mouth, and held the steel bars turning down. He exercised while reading. Strangely, it reassures him.“ Run to the base, and try to cast the basic spell. “ Harry spoke in a vague tone. The girl took it seriously, she trimmed it to the main base and started running. The fetuses loved him. The boy who survived. For Harry it was: the boy who was getting crazy. But that was not quite an option, right?

“ Harry!Tallahassee ! ” Dean shouted at Harry across the room.

Shit.

It was all that happened in Potter's mind. When he arrived Doyle and five more old men were walking in circles and shouting at each other. Harry felt like he was in a Seinfild episode.

“ Carry now? ” Harry took his wand walking in the hall with Ron. The redhead entered the elevator.

“ We have to go, we are in a hurry. I took what was necessary. “ they went to the main gate to see the aurors together in a row. The aurors went double every week. Before it was trio but an incident with the parrot, a long history. Harry already had his whiskey in his hand. Both just expected to call, him and Ron at once.

Private queues or crowds. Very deodorant, testosterone, it's fried onion in one odor. He spent years with Hermione by his side, the male odor might be disguised with that. Or he was really stinking.

“ Weasley. “ Enoch, the chief general shouted.

“ He said my name first. “ Ron bragged. Harry was ready to send a nice bad word to his friend but the boss was faster.

“ Thomas. “ The man screamed. Both Harry and Ron looked at each other, maybe this year was different.

“ Okay, my partner must be as good as you are. ” Harry held his friend.

“ Potter. “ Harry rolled his eyes with the call of his surname. He would catch Freddie, Frances, William ...

“ YOU will be screwed. “ Ron said fun.

“ Go fuck yo... ” The cadent's screams drowned out Ron's laughter. Harry was distracted for a moment, a soft, raspberry scent standing out in the crowd. Almost sweet, he would dare say.

“ Granger! ” the man screamed. Both Harry and Ron almost fell with the name.

what the hell...