The three eventually found what they were looking for not far from their apartment. None of them knew that there were even classrooms on the seventh floor, somewhat expecting most of the room to have been taken up by the room of requirement and the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw common rooms and visitors rooms.
However, they found a sufficiently large enough room, complete with windows, and called Dobby and Winky to prepare it for their needs. It was the first time they'd actually laid eyes on Winky since she bonded to Hermione. And her 'uniform' was the same as Dobby's, except she had an urban camouflage dress on, rather than pants. It looked... different.
Over the next couple of days, Hermione had a ball laying out what she felt was a workable layout for sorting, responding and dealing with gifts and the like.
Once all the classroom furniture was removed, Dobby and Winky happily moved the racks of mail from the hidden storeroom into one side of the now transformed classroom. They replaced one of the windows with an 'owl accessible' window; and, nearby, put in a couple of long roosts for them. In the sorting area, they put in long wooden benches for the various stages starting from the back of the classroom leading to the front, where the window and owls would be located and 'roosted'.
Once everything was where Hermione thought it should be, she said, "Now we just have to employ people to get everything going."
"We're going to need seventh years with experience in checking for traps, compulsion charms and the like," Daphne mused. "Some sixth years can possibly do that, too. But, mainly, we need people we can trust."
"We need people who can write well... have good quillmanship," muttered Hermione. "Those are for the apology letters."
"And people who can make a quick determination on what sort of letter needs to be written in response," said Daphne.
"Merlin! You two make a good tag-team," exclaimed Harry, listening to them exchange ideas back and forth.
Both girls looked back with matching smiles, before Daphne said, "Of course. We're bondmates; so, of course, we'd be compatible in our thinking."
Both girls then decided that they'd be the ones, working with Dobby and Winky, to organise getting things happening.
"Not that we don't think you'd eventually get it done, Harry," explained Hermione. "But, we're both, I hate to say, a little better at organising things than you."
Raising both hands in the air in surrender, Harry replied, "I won't argue; I happen to agree. Just... thank you, both."
That earned him a big smile and a kiss from each.
Back in the apartment the girls set to work thinking about who they'd want to approach before offering them the chance to make some pocket money working 'after hours'.
When Hermione asked Harry if he wanted to offer the chance to the Weasley twins, he replied, "No. It will make the two youngest and the Potion Queen think they still have an 'in' with us. I don't want to give them any reason to think that.
"I'll still give the twins the thousand galleons for their store, though. In June. After the third task."
Hermione nodded and the two girls returned to their lists and occasionally asking Harry for his opinion.
Once done, Hermione asked, "How will we approach them?"
"Directly, away from the Great Hall," said Daphne. "We'll do it individually so as not to end up having people approach us asking for work until after we've got the initial people organised and working."
"I'm going to password the door," said Daphne.
"Without a portrait?" asked Hermione
"Voice activated on the locking charm," replied Daphne.
Harry was beginning to feel like a third wheel. "Anything I can do?" he asked.
"I'd have thought you'd be looking at safer ways to get past the dragon, by now," replied Daphne, looking over at him.
"What was wrong..." he started before seeing the looks on both their faces. "Never mind," he amended, sitting back.
Thinking for a moment, he told them, "I'm going to go ask the Room of Requirement for help."
Looking up in surprise, Hermione said, "That's a brilliant idea!"
"Well, I do have them, at times," he half-snarked back.
"I know you do," she soothed him. "It just reminds me we haven't made as much use of the Room as we really should have, or can."
He moved over to both and gave them a light kiss on the cheek each. "You know where to find me. Send Dobby or Winky to come and get me if you need me."
And, with that, he left the apartment to head across to the Room of Requirement.
Asking for help in how he could safely get past a Hungarian Horntail, he entered to find a single armchair with a reading table, alongside. There were books on the small table.
Taking a seat he began by first reading the title and table of contents of each book. They contained battle magic, charms, curses, hexes, runic arrays and rituals. He set aside the ones on rituals and runic arrays because, first, rituals took time and were heavily frowned upon in Magical Britain; and, second, runic arrays took time and would show that he was actually a lot more knowledgeable, magically, than he should be for a fourteen year old.
However, he did intend to go through them when he had a chance.
Picking up a book on magical combat, he began to read; skimming when he either knew the information or it wasn't all that relevant when facing a dragon alone.
He was deep into practicing wand movements for memorising matching incantations when Winky popped in. "Miss Grangy and Miss Daffy say it's almost time for dinner. Theys be waiting for you in the apartment."
"Thank you, Winky," replied Harry, marking his page and placing the book back on the reading table.
The little elf popped away, again, as he rose and headed for the door.
That night marked another night when both girls joined him in bed naked. But, before going to bed he fashioned up a shelf at the top of the headboard where he could place his glasses and wand. He didn't want to rely on Hermione getting them for him when, or if, he needed them.
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