a melody en passant
Lm. Samiko

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Prologue

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When the war was over, the damage repaired, and the dust settled, Hermione discovered that there was one very important element she had neglected to include when she had formulated (and later adjusted and readjusted due to extenuating circumstances) her plan for the future. That element—so ubiquitous, so familiar, and so rarely around when it's actually needed—was money. Education, it turned out, was extremely costly even—or perhaps especially—in the wizarding world. (Which was perhaps not so surprising; think of all the equipment and ingredients Professor Snape had gone through with Neville alone.) Hermione shuddered to think about how much her yearly tuition had cost her parents; it was something she'd never particularly considered as a child, and as they had never mentioned the idea, she had vaguely assumed that all they needed to pay for were the supplies they had purchased every year in Diagon Alley.

Looking at the paperwork required for a final make-up year at Hogwarts, Hermione wished she'd paid more attention. And opened up a side business in providing potions to her schoolmates. With her parents in Australia for the next three years until her memory charms wore off, she was faced with school fees that were the equivalent of her father's yearly salary.

It was fucking absurd. But then, that was the wizarding world all over.

Well, it was summer, she no longer had to factor a megalomaniacal revenant into her plans, and for the time being, she was safely ensconced in the Burrow. There was a little time to figure things out. There was even time to pick up some of her old hobbies. Tucking away that little flutter of unease into a mental drawer, Hermione pulled a case out from under her bed and lifted the lid. 'Music hath charms,' as they say…

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Author's Notes:

This was written for the 2015 sshg giftfest for mundungus42, who provided (among others) this lovely little prompt: "In addition to being a gifted student, Hermione has another notable talent. Looking to escape from the pressures of the magical world, Hermione brushes up this nonmagical skill as a means of stress relief, and possibly for book money. She soon discovers that she isn't the only magical person who shares this interest." For this, I thank her, for I have very much enjoyed the result.

As has happened before, there were so many things I could have said when I posted this to the gift comm that I ended up saying nothing. I'll try to remedy this somewhat in my ANs, now that I'm loosing this on the rest of the sshg fanfic world.