This is a DMHG fanfiction. This is my first time to ever write one. So I'm on with chapter 1. I hope you'll all review! I'm thinking whether to continue or not. But for my sake, I will. But I would really, really appreciate it if you review! Let's get on with it.
((What if you don't know what you're going to do with your life? What if you're feeling nervous about what's to come? But what if, a certain person, a person you had buried in your fantasies is alive and kicking? What, clearly, can you say to that?))
Between books and study. Would this be an amazing title, I'm not really sure.
In a prestigious college, Hermione set off to work her perfect-student persona. Perfect grades, perfect everything. From Hogwarts, she is now in the Wizarding University or WU, for short. It was easy for her during her first year college, of course, because she spent all her years at Hogwarts reading everything she could and learning everything she could possibly absorb. She knows a lot of spells, charms, and hexes. She could just get on to first year college well-prepared and always, always at the top of her class/batch.
She had recently known how a lot of students are having a part-time job in tutoring grade school children, who are wizards at the least. She might as well get this job to have extra money and not to totally depend on her parents.. but then again, her grades and schooling might suffer. So she decided not to go tutoring wizarding children.
The next day, a lot of students were hurtling down the corridors. They were in such a hurry because finally, classes are over. But for dear Miss Hermione, she still has a lot of assignments needed to be done this night. She was walking wearily when a mother and a young girl approached her.
"Are you Miss Hermione Granger?" asked the mother.
"Oh yes, Ma'am I am, what can I offer you?"
"Miss Hermione, oh it's you. I have heard of your success in Hogwarts! I'm very delighted to meet you!" the mother cried.
"Oh my pleasure Madam." Hermione wondered where this all came from. Now she smiled..
"I was just wondering if how much is your charge fee? I mean, just say your price and we'll be welcome to receive you in our house, anytime during weekends.. I assume you are free that time?"
"Excuse me? I cannot quite understand what you're trying to say. What exactly do you mean by 'a price'?"
"OH. I completely forgot but I want the best tutor for my child, and here you are! It would be such a pleasure Miss…"
"Wait. I'm sorry ma'am I cannot help you. I don't do tutorials.. I'm sorry but I have to go. I must work on this essay. If you'll excuse me." Hermione started to go but then the daughter held on to her hand and with pleading eyes, said,
"You are the most excellent teacher I could get. A teacher just fresh from her Hogwarts days. I want to be at the top of my class when I'll enter Hogwarts... Just like you are. Please help me."
Hermione was touched. 'Just like you are'. After a moment of hesitation, she said, 'Alright, where's the home address?'