Authors note: Forget that Hermione and Harry Ron and Ginny were ever friends. They were never her friends in my story. If you need more information send me a message and I will gladly answer it for you. I do not own Harry potter or the characters and don't own the idea for La fea mas bella.

FULL OF IDEAS

Hermione was working, as usual in her little so called of an office. (More like a closet.). Hermione wasn't one of the most beautiful assistants of her days. She had medium/short frizzy puffy brunette hair. She had weird thick silver braces on the front and bottom of her teeth. She always wore long plad skirts with a pink long sweater and on the bottom of that her usual turtlenecks.

Hermione Jane Granger was the president's assistant for the Daily Prophet. Hermione was checking out the book balances of their budget for this year. She noticed something different. She kept flipping pages. They were over the budget. They weren't over a few measly hundred dollars but by thousands. She got scared and went to the president's office to go tell him.

When she opened the door there was the president, Harry James Potter. She knew Harry would do something like this. The only reason the Daily Prophet had become this huge was because of him. She smiled at him; he had his long black hair, messy as usual. His glasses were crooked hiding his beautiful green emerald eyes. He was wearing his formal suits for work.

"Um Mr. Potter um I have some news for you well more like bad news," she said to him trying not to freak him out. He looked up to see who was there.

"What is it Granger?" He asked.

"We're over budget again but this time it's 9,997 and we have to pay it in two days," she said very quickly.

Harry looked at her as if she was telling some April Fools joke on him. He breathed in and out many times. He was starting to freak out he looked at her waiting for more.

"What? What the hell! What the fuck is we supposed to do now!" He said angrily. Hermione felt like telling him to watch his language, but this wasn't time.

"Well I have an idea," Hermione said thinking kicking in her brain mode. " I have a friend that could help us get the money back but we might have to start a new program" Hermione said thinking.

"You mean like a new company?" He said starting to calm down.

She nodded. He grabbed her arm and took her to the conference room. There was a meting before there were papers scattered left over coffee mugs on the table. Harry started looking around some papers.

"We were thinking to make a new company," he answered.

He filled some things out. He told Hermione to sign in several places until they were finished.

"You know that you are going to have to name it. And you need to go home and give this to your friend so he could sign to and well um you're off from work today. See you tomorrow," he said putting all the papers together.

She nodded and went to the secretaries. She saw the usual. They called themselves the harpies, Hermione was part of it, but hey they were her only fiends. It was Cho Chang. The Patil twins, Parvati and Padma, Susan Bones, Julie Williams, and Emily Wellin were also my friends.

Cho was the secretary for Ronald Weasley. Parvati was the secretary for Ginny Weasley. Padma was the secretary for Ernie Macmillan who no one actually ever talked to. Susan Bones was the secretary for Hannah Abbot. Lavender Brown, which the harpies really hated, was the secretary well let's just say she is a back up. Julie Williams was a new girl she was just an office cleaner. She hardly did since she was always talking to Susan. There was also a new girl called Emily Wellin who worked for Luigi Minter.

"Hermione how are you?" Cho came running to her. Then the rest of the harpies followed.

"Fine thanks;" I said walking to the elevator.

"Where are you going? Padma asked.

"Home and well you please excuse me I have some errands to run" Hermione said in a firm tone.

They were her friends but they would have kept her there for hours just talking. Hermione started walking to her house. Hermione and Neville Longbottom lived in a small house. She opened the door to find Neville eating and cleaning out the fridge as usual.

"Well aren't you very famished after cleaning out the other fridge?" Hermione said to him.

Neville turned around he was not a very handsome man. He had black hair, which he cut, in the middle putting gel on both sides. He wore a small leather jacket that hardly fit him. His jeans were ripped and a shirt that was way too old and dirty. He started wearing glasses that were huge more liked enormous that were square.

"Ione e soree," He said with his mouthful, which appeared to be a sandwich. He swallowed a mouthful of it down his throat with a glass of milk on the counter.

"Hermione I'm sorry, I was hungry," he said.

You're always hungry Neville."

"Yah you are right do you have any chips?" He asked.

"No a certain someone ate them yesterday. Neville can I ask you something. How would you like to be an owner of a big humongous company?"

Neville's eyes widened he shook his head and said yes with a mouthful of food again. He signed a bunch of papers and we went to the living room.

"So a few more touches and done," he said.

"Really Neville, you did it that quick?" She asked him

"Yes all you need to do is name it how bout the Long Bottom I could see it now my face on the newspaper.

"I think that would frightened people but how bout the Dreamer.'

He nodded and wrote that in the papers. When he stopped and thought for a while. He kept asking himself where did Hermione get these papers.

'Um how did you?" He started but Hermione finished his sentence.

"Get these. My boss gave them to me to save the Daily Prophet from being run into the ground. So I'm saving him actually for loosing his company.

He nodded and he seemed to understand. Potter would give another company to Hermione to save his own. They would give the money to Potter and there his ass is saved.

Harry was sitting in his office with a stack load of papers around him. He was working extra hard today.

"You what's up my brother from another mother!' Ron came into Harry's office startling him.

"Ron I think you have seen the teli to many times."

"So what are you doing?' Ron said moving things so he could sit on the desk.

"Well I helped someone save my ass today and you will never guess whom the Brackets."

"The Beaver is saving you what is the Prophet going to the ground," Ron said and looked at Harry he was serious.

"Well the bad news is she and this other guy has the company in hands right now."

"Mate what if she steals the company from you. Think about it she gave it to another guy he is probably a professional. And the beaver will take it away from you. Think." Ron said curiously.

Harry agreed with him. He noticed that he was right. She magically knew what to do. She was probably planning it along time ago. But what was he going to do.

"Hi Mr. Potter,' Hermione came in and gave him the papers.

Their hands touched and Hermione blushed madly a bright cherry red. She left the room and headed to her office. I got it.

Authors note: tell me what you think writing sort of humor is very hard so I will appreciate your ideas and feedback.