"Ronald, it’s been ages. It’s four in the morning. What could Theo possibly have to show Draco that would take this long? What is taking so bloody long," Hermione groaned. Her head thumped against the wall behind her and she winced. She had remained seated on the floor in the hall outside of the Wizengamot chambers. Harry had removed her, forcibly, from chambers when she refused to leave. She’d never been stunned before and it was not pleasant. 