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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/10136172/25/Susan was sitting in what looked to Harry like a giant court room. She noticed him looking. "Ah, this place is part of the Ministry. My Aunt brought me here a few times, and I want to do that stuff one day. You know, bring people to justice and stuff."
Harry relaxed in a seat, which oddly enough had the Potter Crest on it. "Well, you know I could be a cop or something... but I really want to help people. Maybe be a medic or something. Or whatever magical people call it."
Susan grinned. She seemed much more confident surrounded by this world. She quickly smashed a gavel on the table. "SO MOTE IT BE! Sir Harry of the Potters shall be a medic, thus says the court."
He grinned and stood, pointing at the judge. "OBJECTION!"
She stood and pointed back. "DENIED!"
He tried to point harder and stood on the edge of the next chair. "BACON!"
Her next phrase fell apart. "Wh... What?"
Both hands raised, he turned to the empty room like a boxing champion. "With a win by default, Bacon has defeated the challenger!"
Susan tossed her gavel. "NOT FAIR!" She pointed to an empty witness bench. "The witnesses will disregard bacon as it was out of order!"
Harry crossed both arms, smug. "Bacon is never out of order."
Apparently Susan could make snowballs in her world. And was a dang fine shot.
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