( thanks to Bella Stewart 11 for editing :) )
Hermione had dressed up in a blue dress, she was going to meet Ron tonight, at the Cherié which was a famous wizard restaurant.
Hermione was positive that Ron was going to propose to her tonight.
Ron entered the restaurant, he was dressed in a black suit and looked very elegant. Hermione thought he had changed a bit since last time, he had gotten more mature now.
" Hey Ron.. You had something you wanted to tell me."
" Yes, of course.. I got a promotion so now you are looking at the captain of the Clover Quidditch team."
" Wow that's great Ron! Is there anything else you want to tell me? "
" Ah yes, as you know since I am the new captain then I need a woman by my side.. so that means that I have to leave you. "
" Oh Ron... Wait what?! Who are you going to now ?"
" You know pansy? "
"Parkinson ?"
Ron nodded. " I have decided I need someone smart."
" Eh Ron, I don't know if you have noticed but I am the smartest witch of our age. "
" I mean fashion smart, you look like last years garbage."
" Oh thank you! " Hermione snapped.
" What? It's the truth. Now if you excuse me I need to go back I have a girl to propose to. "
Hermione gaped, she had certainly not seen that coming.
" What the fuck just happened ?"
Hermione shook her head, there was nothing she could do now other than visiting Neville. He actually owned a strip club, and he was gay. Hermione had actually never thought the club was going to be so famous as it was, but here it was. Neville and Seamus really had improved since school.
" Evening " she muttered and sat down at the bar. Neville had been clever enough to make the club into three parts, one part to the lesbians, one to the gays and of course one to the straight.
Hermione sat in the straight part of the club, where Harry worked.
" I thought you were going to be with Ron tonight, was he not going to propose tonight ?" Harry asked.
" I thought he was but no, he is going after Pansy. " Hermione muttered and gulped down the drink.
She had changed since school, now she had ebony black hair, and she actually had clothes that showed of her figure.
" Hey honey.. How was the dinner?" A cheery voice asked.
" Hey Ginny.. I'm not in the mood to talk about it, I just want to get high.. Say do you still have some weed left ?"
" No sorry all out, besides even if I had some I would not have given it to you since you are already on your third drink."