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Assistant: Title: Harry Headlines At Glastonbury
        Author: Tyrannic_Puppy Tyrannic_Puppy 
        Chapter: 61/62 
        Summary: Since the war, Harry has taken to exploring long-forgotten places as a chance to escape his extensive and unwanted fame. But what he found in the depths of Glastonbury Tor will change not only his own life, but the future of all.
        Contents: Chapter 61: Politics
    

    


      
        
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  Thursday, 31st August 2000.
Harry rolled his shoulders and his neck roughly as if he could chase away the boredom in his body through sheer willpower alone. But it did nothing to drown out the never-ending drone from the floor before him.He wondered how it was possible for a living, breathing human being to make a topic like twenty-seven different Ministries or magical laboratories that studied the mysteries of Time Magic exploding simultaneously into something even drier and more boring than a lecture by Binns on the tax reforms of the 18th century?Admittedly, only nine of those locations had been Ministries. The rest were thankfully small enough that they had only suffered minor damage. All but one were located well outside of populated areas. All told, there was currently only a single death being reported globally from the event, and even then it was more a missing person thought to have been inside their lab at the moment of the explosion.Luna had taken quite a bit of cheering up when she heard that particular bit of news due to the way it had mirrored her mother's passing.Harry turned to the man beside him and groaned, "Shack. Couldn't you get us higher up the docket for this nonsense? We actually know what happened. Not these fabricated theories, everyone has wasted all this time putting them forward."Shack gave him a quick side-eye before focusing back on the floor ahead. They were three rows back from the floor, and in their own little box that kept anything they said from escaping during a presentation—a requirement in a gallery as large as this one. Presentations would take even longer if the presenter had to pause every time someone in the massive international audience got a bit rowdy."It wouldn't matter where you are. You can't leave until they unseal the doors at the end anyway. And the others would still make their presentations even if yours totally contradicts it." Shack reminded him. "Plus, your delay in presenting is more your fault than mine, Mister Potter. I submitted your paperwork and request two weeks ago. But you know how bureaucracy works."Shack may have left the obvious unsaid, but Hermione did not."So we're being punished by Penrose because Harry refused to go to a party?""I wouldn't say that," Shack replied. "You're being punished because Harry has refused to go to every single event where the Ambassador has tried to get him in front of a camera or reporter. Regretting hiding so much yet?"The tall black man gave Harry a sideways smirk and refocused on the floor again. It seemed that this presenter might almost be wrapping up. But it was very hard to tell."I hate politics." Harry moaned, sinking further into his chair right as the man below stopped talking and the crowded room of ICW representatives and their many attachés and witnesses politely clapped him off the stage.From the front row in front of their box, another man rose. This one drew far more of Harry's ire now than any of the presenters had so far. For it was Ambassador Penrose. The current British Ambassador to the International Confederation of Wizards. Someone Harry had as little as possible to do with as he could. The man was a hundred times worse than Scrimgeour had been, trying to use Harry's new political star as a hero to grow his own renown—something Harry had actively avoided whenever possible.Having been missing for both anniversaries had seemed the final straw for the Ambassador, who had ceased sending invitations at last. Now he was taking his own subtle form of revenge by boring Harry senseless in this event."Honored representatives, I ask my first witness to come forward and present their findings. On behalf of the British Ministry, I call forward Miss Hermione Granger." Penrose said, not bothering to turn and indicate Hermione as she stood.Harry quickly followed, losing Shack's comment at his back as they exited the box and moved down the narrow stairs to the presentation floor. As they met the floor, a hand reached out and stopped Harry.He turned to see Penrose had him by the bicep, squeezing tightly as he looked into his face. "Only one presenter at a time, Potter." He said, sounding more and more like Malfoy every day now with the way he popped the P in Harry's last name.Harry glanced at Hermione who had stopped to watch what was keeping him. She just smiled and Harry realized she wouldn't be the only one watching matters right now. He did, however, notice a slightly cheeky lilt to her smile, and he wondered if his next action would help or hinder their true reason for being here today.Either way, he lifted his right hand and took Penrose's thumb in his own fingers, prying it away from his arm. Harry pinched hard, using his magic to amplify his strength and twisting the offending digit as well. He could see the sliver of panic and pain enter Penrose's eyes from his present distance, but the man did well otherwise to keep any sign from his face."Hands off, Penrose." Harry said softly, prying his arm free of the grip and moving out of reach immediately, still following Hermione out onto the floor."Ambassador?" The Supreme Mugwump queried simply from their own slightly elevated box across the way.Penrose straightened his robes and turned to face them as he spoke. "And her aide, Mr Harry Potter." He replied, briskly sitting rather than trying to chase Harry back into his seat.Glancing back to Hermione as he caught up, he noticed she was smiling at his actions, so he guessed she thought he dealt with it the right way. Though he was sure they'd have words about it later. For now, they were finally on the floor and able to present the actual truth that Shack had bribed them into delivering in his place. Something about the fact that their fame made the whole story much more believable.Harry really hated politics."Please begin, Miss Granger." The Supreme Mugwump, a man Harry knew absolutely nothing about, said from his chair."Thank you, Supreme Mugwump Antimony. Before we present our findings, we will need to address the status of the application that we submitted for this meeting." Hermione stated matter-of-factly, perching her hands together in front of her in a position Harry knew meant she would quite happily stand here as long as it took to receive an answer to her query."That matter is still much further down today's docket, Miss Granger.""I understand that, Supreme Mugwump. However, the evidence I am here to present will lack vital context if we do not cover that matter first. It was submitted that way to facilitate that at the office." Hermione replied, as if addressing the application were now a forgone conclusion."I am uncertain if we're ready for that particular topic…" Antimony seemed thrown by the out-of-order request. Harry knew that the application should be on the docket. But it seemed this particular Supreme Mugwump liked to follow the written schedule over any kind of winging it. Which was Harry's preferred method of dealing with politicians."All involved are here. We really must address it first." Hermione said again, drawing a plethora of different looks from around the chamber.For once, Harry didn't mind being at the centre of this sort of attention. He could only imagine how red Penrose's face was going right now. Hermione had evidently been planning this while they were waiting, as normally he knew she'd have happily stuck to the schedule otherwise, even if it made her explanation more difficult. But Penrose had decided to submit their paperwork out of order and then forced her to wait. Now Hermione was happy to repay him by making a scene. And Hermione could be far more vindictive in her revenge than Harry was.She knew how to make a politician squirm."It's highly irregular." The Supreme Mugwump said again, however, an aide was already by their side with the application in hand and he paused while he read over it, his eyes widening as he went over what Harry was certain was an immaculately filled request form. Signed by all seven members of the Aetherial Council. Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt, A request that had been their price for being involved in this dog and pony show.And, most impressively of all as far as Harry was concerned, Her Royal Majesty Queen Elizabeth the Second. Who had simply smiled once informed of their discovery and desire, and wished them good luck. Asking only that she be kept informed of their discoveries and to one day have the opportunity to visit this new capital."You wish to secede?" Antimony said in shock as he completed reading the form."That's correct. We already have the requisite approval from our former government.""You what?" An angry voice came from the direction of Penrose's box."Please remain seated Ambassador Penrose. We are not at the question segment of such a request." Antimony replied, seemingly passing their initial shock at the concept before him. "May I ask why?""Of course. It is all outlined in the accompanying documentation, which I filed in triplicate. We have discovered a means of safe interplanetary travel and during said efforts have permanently relocated outside the reasonable jurisdiction of the British Ministry of Magic. As such, we have created an interim government and negotiated a peaceful agreement with the British government to enable our request for secession to be honoured. We have no quarrel with our former home. They, and frankly any Ministry on Earth, cannot govern from over ten thousand light-years away from their constituents."This body has always recognized the autonomy of new states to declare their independence, provided that independence does not negatively affect either state or the magical world at large. In this particular case, our former government will be unable to maintain the economic control of such a large amount of territory. This will certainly allow for a new level of diverse culture to emerge, thanks to many of the members who already make up this new nation, which already numbers in the hundreds. And the new state is already fully capable of handling its own defence and internal governance. We are in the process of electing an Ambassador to handle interaction between ourselves and other nations."Despite the isolating charms on the many boxes around the room, a buzz of noise grew as her words continued. One by one checking off the necessary boxes for an uncontested application. Hermione had come extremely well prepared as always and Harry delighted in the abject chaos she had thrown the room into.It turns out that the Granger women loved thinking ahead and had both been working on the required paperwork for some time now. Even before they moved to Verda way back in May. While she had mentioned the process a couple of times, it had surprised everyone on the Council when she had brought it to them shortly after the loop had broken for a vote now that she was ready to present the application. And they were scheduled to be at this event regardless thanks to their roles giving evidence on the Temporal Incident.Once it had been clarified that all it meant was the international recognition of the Aetherial Nation as a true and independent power and that any who so chose could retain their British citizenship as well, they had all voted to approve the measure. Hermione was thrilled as it would also help forward her other future political plans."Ambassador?""I have not been consulted on this at all, Supreme Mugwump. We would need to delay while…""No delay is required." Hermione interrupted, her face remaining passive as she delivered the requisite information. "The Ambassador of a Nation from which a group seeks to secede has no direct say over such matters, or we would have of course included them. We have negotiated these terms with the Ministry itself, as well as muggle Britain's highest office, and come to an agreement. As is shown in the documentation. The Ambassador would have a valid input in future discussions between our nations, were our request to be approved by this body as well, but until that time, they have no voice in the matter itself."Harry tried not to laugh at the face he knew that Penrose must be making right now. And he really needed to buy Shack something nice. This would be the third time they had left him bearing the brunt of a p@ss@d-off official. Because there was no way in hell that Harry was sticking around after this to be berated by Penrose for springing this on the irritating man. Although, if Penrose had actually read through the paperwork that Hermione had filed properly, none of this would be a surprise to him. Clearly, he was handing off his work to others."Yes, Minister Shacklebolt?" Antimony said, acknowledging the man who had stood in his box and simply waited to be called upon."Thank you, Supreme Mugwump. I wanted to reiterate that I have personally helped negotiate the terms of the agreement before you. The British Ministry of Magic and the Crown itself has no objections to the application for secession. We have already approved the matter internally, regardless of the ruling of this body. However, we urge the members to approve it as well. Trade with this new nation will be a boon to us all. Purely in our understanding of the universe, if not the potential new potion supplies." He gave a curt nod, smiled and sat once again."Thank you Minister Shacklebolt. I'm sure we will take your endorsement into account." Antimony turned to his aide, not thinking to disable the sonorous charm built into his seat that amplified his voice through the chamber. "Has it all been verified? Yes? No discrepancies? Alright then." He turned back to the chamber. "I suppose that means we take questions from the assembly."A roar rose up and Antimony barely managed to maintain control as question after question was shot at them from all directions. Harry felt overwhelmed but Hermione somehow kept her head under the pressure and answered most of the questions delicately and without actually revealing anything they had until now kept secret.Most of the questions were simple statements of disbelief.He did notice, however, that the American delegation seemed to have asked no questions at all, simply watching events unfolding. He wondered whether the two governments worked closely enough in the United States that perhaps the Ambassador was aware of the SGC, and that today was not the first time they had heard of the Aetherial Nation.It would be interesting to see how information propagated there. Merlin would see it the moment such information was filed into the SGC reports and computers. Not that it changed their plans. They had always intended to eventually reveal their truthful origin to that group once friendly relations had been properly established. Nor had they truly lied to the SGC about anything so far. But they had omitted quite a lot of information.After Harry fielded a few questions himself, the furore seemed to die down as the members became content that none of this adversely affected any of their own countries. And that if this was the necessary reading for whatever evidence Hermione was here to present, then something big was coming next.There were now several aides in the Mugwump's box as he quieted the buzz still filling the chamber. "If there are no further questions? Shall we move on?"He paused for a moment before focusing on someone over Harry's shoulder. "Magister Bronson?" Antimony said, acknowledging the new speaker."We have heard the reasoning, and the governments directly involved have given their approval. I move that we put the matter to a vote now so that we can continue with the Temporal Incident." The head of the Australian Magistry stated to the crowd.Harry wondered if perhaps Jack West had a longer reach than he knew. The Australians had also asked no questions during the exchange. The man simply gave him a wink as their eyes met briefly."We concur. The matter should be voted on now." The New Zealand Minister agreed, standing by their neighbour both in country and box."Very well. The motion carries. Please place your votes on the matter of official recognition of the Aetherial Nation by this International Confederation. This does not constitute membership of this body, merely the acknowledgement of their sovereignty by the international magical community." Antimony said, watching as the members around the room placed their votes on concealed magical pads on their desks.Harry sidled closer to Hermione and whispered as the matter was decided. "Maybe we should make you our Ambassador. You handled that excellently."Hermione simply smiled wider at his words and met his eyes briefly before focusing back on the Mugwump's desk. Where the tally of the incoming votes was displayed on the front side in hovering magical numbers. It was already clear which side had won. The For side already had more than half the number of the room and votes were still coming in.Though Harry could see it seemed to mostly be down to the way Hermione had presented her case. If this was necessary for her evidence to make sense, that evidence must be groundbreaking. And he supposed that it was even by modern muggle standards, and they had a space program."The matter is approved. Congratulations. Now I must say, you have all of our attention for what surely comes next." Supreme Mugwump Antimony said, watching them both closely as the aides retreated from their box.Hermione nodded silently before tapping on her concealed remote and a shout of surprise spread around the room as everyone found themselves immersed in a deep red dust cloud of a hologram.Harry couldn't hold in a snort of laughter as Crona sprung up around the entire massive room, filling every corner of it. He wondered just how many vulta she had surreptitiously dispersed throughout the chamber to pull off the effect so completely, but it was worth it.Watching the highest government in the wizarding world devolve into children swiping at the shiny thing around them was worth every single moment of boredom that had led up to this."This is the planet Crona." Hermione began her explanation, slowly describing its natural phenomenon and the device that was no longer present in the ruins she was now showing off. "This is the source of the temporal distortion that Earth experienced."Even though Harry now knew the story in intimate detail from the research that the Aetherial had done on the matter, he was just as enthralled by Hermione's presentation as the audience. She had put a good amount of time and effort into scanning the landscape of Crona, including the maps that the Asgard had made of the anomaly, and even presenting the scans they had made of the multiple Communication Arches around the globe and how the temporal magic had interacted with those Arches to alter the awareness of the entire planet's population. Both magical and muggle.A factor that seemed to surprise several of the Ambassadors present when they learned they were not the only ones with such structures hidden away in their Ministries."And that amount of repeating built-up temporal energy is what resulted in the explosions you all experienced." Hermione summed up, bringing her hands together as the hologram that had been filling the space retreated down to just show the solar system hovering in the air in front of her.While Harry knew the entire performance had been made using technology, he also knew that every single person present would assume that Hermione had mastered some new form of illusory magic. So those not already stunned by the content of her presentation were left amazed at her magical talent.Harry hadn't smiled so hard in a political location or situation in his life. He would be vigorously rewarding his girlfriend for this later on. And the look he caught of her glancing at him seemed to show she shared the sentiment."How do we gain control of this device?" A voice sounded out through the silence that remained in place of Hermione's magnificent presentation."You can't," Harry replied simply. His abject joy had turned to anger now that, of all that they had just learned about reality, their first thought had been to get their hands on the device. "It has been completely disassembled. It is far too dangerous to be left lying about.""Now hang on. A device like that should be studied. It could hold unknown magic." A second voice added and Harry, who moments before was filled with joy, was once again feeling the headache of dealing with politicians."It was studied during the disassembly," Hermione responded. "But we will not be sharing that technology with anyone. Nor will we be using it ourselves. This meeting was called to give evidence of what an accidental activation of that device did. We have just shown that it trapped fourteen different star systems and their populations for one hundred and twenty-seven days."Several of the faces Harry glanced at seemed content enough simply knowing that the device would never again threaten them. But others had that hungry look that Harry hated so much. A desire to gain control of a power beyond that of others. A look that, if he ever saw on his own features, he would resign his role immediately and go into seclusion.Small conversations broke out all over the large hall as the various groups discussed the facts Hermione had delivered. None seemed to question the validity, which was something in and of itself. Given the reality-altering info dump that Hermione had just laid on them all. But more than a few of them seemed to be considering how they could force these teens to hand over the technology.Hermione sighed, tapping on her remote and summoning most of the vulta back into a bag at her hip. Holding the opening wide as they passed into the significant internal space. She glanced at Harry and shook her head, knowing the thoughts running through his mind right now."That ends our presentation. I will add our thanks for recognizing our petition." She said, taking Harry's left hand in her right. She gave him a nod and turned to smile at the Supreme Mugwump, giving him a thankful nod as well.Harry knew what she intended. She was done with the arguments and knew that no amount of saying no here would change the minds of those seeking access to the information. Their best option was simply to retreat. Back to Aedis at the very least, where none of these power-hungry fools could hope to find them.Harry reached for his own remote and tapped in the command necessary to whisk them away to Aether. Neither of them was willing to sit around listening to the bickering that was now sure to come."Potter!" A familiar voice sounded from behind him, but Harry ignored Penrose and simply watched the crowd as they stopped arguing to watch the bright white light surround the two and whisk them away from the entire, heavily-warded facility.Harry truly despised politics.
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  Friday, 1st September 2000.
Elizabeth smiled softly as the last members of the council sat opposite her at the large table. With them spread all over the place now that Earth was fully accessible again, most were attending remotely via hologram from one of the other many council chambers, but she, Carson and Aurora by her sides, and Harry, Padma and Luna were all physically here in Atlantis.She had requested this meeting a few days after her incident with Carson in DC. Something he had kept secret for her, but that had given her a great deal to consider over the past couple of days. And while she had hoped it might have happened sooner, the meeting that Harry and Hermione had attended the day before had pushed it back a little.Carson and Aurora were by her side as much for moral support this morning as they were for medical reasons. Though the medical reasons were growing in number and severity, even with access to the more advanced potions they could now make with the ingredients of Earth.In short, her body was dying. Even using stasis, ten thousand years was an incredibly long time for a human body to be sustained. As had already been proven with the former crew of the Aurora. And there was but a single potion known to magical kind that could stave off death under any circumstances. For which they still lacked the most vital ingredient.While Hermione was actively having Merlin search the planet for the mysterious Flamel and his legendary Philosopher's Stone, it was a lot harder searching for someone amongst the entire population of Earth when they had no proper reference to work off. Finding Hermione's parents had been easy. They knew the general location and Merlin could scan Hermione herself to get a narrower search parameter for the DNA profile. All they had for finding Flamel was the fact he was older than anyone else on Earth.And though such things were fascinating, they did not matter here. Elizabeth had made her decision."Whenever you're ready," Luna said softly, and Elizabeth realized that she had been distracted by her thoughts again.Though, in a way, it wasn't a distraction at all."Thank you for seeing me." She replied, the council members returning her smile and Harry gestured for her to continue. None of them ever seemed bothered by her sluggishness. All of them understood the cause.Carson silently double-checked the scanner linked to her current outfit. One that was full of sensors that kept an eye on her vitals at all times. He was the only one present who knew what she was here to ask and had agreed to support her, but otherwise remain out of the discussion."I had something that I wished to request." She began. "After my time back on Earth, I came to a realization. Elizabeth Weir is alive and well there. Living her best life… well as best she can without knowing about Atlantis. And my decision will likely result in a very different life for her going forwards. She will probably never set foot in this city."Her thoughts drifted once again, following her comment off on some flight of fancy, as they often did. Another reason for her decision. Carson gently laid his hand on her own, bringing her back to the moment.She gave him a wry smile before she looked back up at the others. Dancing around the topic only made it harder, given her present state.She took a fortifying breath and simply said it. "I wish to join the Mind Palace."Elizabeth leaned back in her chair with a soft sigh. And simply watched as the council processed her request for themselves. They all seemed surprised at the request and looked among themselves for a moment."Ok." Harry said suddenly, without anyone discussing what she had just asked.The others looked at him with varied expressions. Luna looked amused at him as ever. Padma seemed confused by his sudden acceptance. And Natalie was solemn for a moment before she too nodded and turned back to face Elizabeth. With most of the others being somewhere in between."Really? Just like that? I mean permanently.""I figured," Harry replied. "It makes a certain amount of sense." He added, nodding to himself as if it was obvious."You don't think we should ask some questions?" Padma asked him, no heat in her as Elizabeth had seen a couple of times since the Indian girl had joined them in Pegasus."Sure, ask whatever you like, but I don't really see it being relevant. Personal autonomy is of paramount importance. Her request harms no one. I see no reason at all that this council could use as justification to deny Elizabeth her wish here. Do you?"Padma looked at him for a moment before she physically replied in the negative."Why?" Hermione asked, her look one of simple intellectual curiosity rather than judgement.Carson squeezed her hand gently in support and Elizabeth smiled at him in thanks."I wish to spend the rest of my life in this city. Learning its history, its wonders, and from those who call it home. That was the mission I set out to this galaxy to achieve. For months leading up to the expedition, as we assembled our teams and the equipment we needed, we had prayed we might meet a living breathing Ancient. And now there are hundreds of them sitting right here."Also, despite their valiant efforts," She said, looking to Carson and Aurora, who had only recently joined the effort to sustain her life, but was now the one preparing her many potions. "This body is dying. I am not long for this world in this form.""You're choosing this to avoid death?" Neville asked, also no judgement in his tone.Elizabeth shook her head. "I have given it a lot of thought. Here is where I can be of the most value. But no longer am I valuable in this aged body."She glanced at Carson and he leaned forward and sent a short report to the council members that they read as he spoke. "My most recent scans show several major organ systems are on the verge of failure. Hermione and Aurora's potions do wonders, and it's likely Elizabeth wouldn't have made it this long at all without them, but even with all the magic and technology at our disposal, we still cannot just reverse the aging process. It could be days, or it could be months, but eventually, this body will succumb to time.""And everything I know will be wasted," Elizabeth added. "I can already feel that I have forgotten, or at least cannot clearly recall important information. Things that might be vital for you and Atlantis. I do not wish to take that knowledge to my grave, but to continue learning and finding new ways to be helpful to you all.""All sounds reasonable to me," Harry replied, still seemingly convinced by her initial request alone. "Can anyone think of any reason to reasonably object?" He asked, looking at each of the council members one after another.Hermione, Dobby and Luna simply smiled at him in reply, while the other council members seemed to give the matter some thought before they each shook their heads in response."Good. I honestly feel that we must honour the personal wishes of our people. If a request does not harm anyone else, I see very little reason for this council to be involved at all. Beyond simple record keeping." Elizabeth was surprised at Harry's eagerness to allow her wishes. And she sensed something deeper and personal may be driving his resolve in this matter. "In this case, Elizabeth Weir's life is her own, to choose to live as she pleases. If this is what you truly want, we have no true authority to deny it to you. Unless there is resistance from the residents of the Palace, I think we can call this matter approved.""No vote?" Natalie asked him with a wry smirk."I asked for objections. None of you could think of any. So why would anyone have voted no?" Harry replied with a smile of his own. "And as I said, her life is hers to live however she pleases. How best do we think we should perform the transfer?"Several at the table began to look thoughtful before Luna spoke up. "The Chair. It already has a direct mental interface. I'm sure we can make a temporary modification to it which will allow us to directly upload your consciousness into the Palace without having to stick you back in a stasis pod. I think it's best that your last moments in this body not be subject to that claustrophobic feeling.""Will that work?" Elizabeth replied. "I do not have the gene required.""That would only be required if you were the one operating the Chair," Hermione replied. "In this case, that would be unwise. We're not entirely sure what happens during the process, but at some point, your mind would become weakened by the transfer and you would cease operating the Chair.""We can operate it remotely for you," Richard added. "The Chair will simply provide a comfortable mental interface into the city to facilitate the transfer.""Thank you. All of you. For what you have done, not only for me but for the crew and this city." She replied.Elizabeth had expected significant resistance to her proposal as what she was asking for amounted to assisted suicide by all Earth medical reasoning. Carson had spoken with her at length last night when she had revealed her plan to him. But she had convinced him if this was not death for the crew, neither was it death for her. Unless the transfer went awry, she would be fine and have years to learn from the other denizens of the Mind Palace."Give us a day or so to make sure everything is ready, and we will all join you for the process," Harry explained, and Elizabeth nodded in response. "Is there anything else urgent?" He asked the others, who all shook their heads once again. "Then I call this meeting adjourned."The holographic members vanished from the table, leaving only Padma, Luna and Harry behind with the two medical staff.Harry stood and walked around the table coming to kneel by her chair. Elizabeth took his hand and looked into his bright green eyes, seeing a lot of what Hermione saw in the young man. He resisted his role as head of their council, but he was extremely good at holding the position. While the others had imbued him with the ability to overrule them on certain matters, he had not done so here. He had listened to their points of view and offered multiple opportunities for them to voice any resistance.He was a good leader. Someone she felt comfortable trusting with her life."Thank you." She said again."You're welcome." He replied, giving her hand a soft squeeze before standing once more. "Girls?"He gestured to the doorway, and Luna quickly joined him there. Padma gave her a strange look for a moment before she too stood and headed out, presumably off to prepare the Chair Interface for her imminent appointment.'
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