Chapter 1

"At this point Gin, I just need to get laid."

Hermione Granger was flopped down on the face of her best friends couch. Work had always taken up a good part of Hermione's life; she was the hardest worker anyone knew. While at Hogwarts she only dated one boy and that was because he had asked her to the Yule Ball, the rest of the…relationship, if you could even call it that, was through letters and a couple visits. Now that she was working in the real world, she was even busier. She had started working at the Ministry in the Department of Runes and Symbols.

She always had a passion for runes, and while searching for the horcruxes she realized that it was something that pushed her and was always different.

"Then, let's go out. There's a new bar in Diagon Alley, let's get Luna and head out for the night." The redhead always wanted to go out and drink; it was the only way the girls could get dressed up in the nice dresses they had bought thinking they could wear them to work. There wasn't much dressing up in the rune and symbols department or in the department of magical games and sports.

"I don't think I can tonight, I have a runes translation that needs to be done by the end of the week and it's a tricky one." The hardest ones were always the best. "I'm going to have to go here in a little bit and get started on it."

"Well at least we have a lovely dinner, and we really should plan a night out sometime soon."

"We will." Hermione answered hugging her friend. "I'll see you tomorrow."

With a pop she was gone, only to reappear in her own living room. The residential area in Diagon Alley was new and not many people knew about it yet, but it was nice. Hermione had rented a small one bedroom flat and decorated it mostly with bookcases. Each bookcase designated to a different area: one for her runes, symbols, potions, charms, transfiguration, and lastly for her light reading.

Pulling off the dress pants and sweater she had worn to work, Hermione pulled on the flannel pajama pants and an old tank top. She also put the kettle on the stove and let it boil before steeping her tea.

The shoulder bag next to the door held all of the folders Hermione had to work on for the week. Pulling out the green folder she placed it on the table and went to the runes bookshelf to get some books that might help her. It was going to be a long night for searching through the pages so she made a little nest on her couch and got comfortable.

Being a curse breaker at Gringott's was one of the best things Bill had done. He loved what he did, and he missed Egypt every day, but he was glad to be back in Britain.

Every week the Weasley family got together for family dinner at the Burrow, it was probably the thing he had missed the most. When he moved back, Bill stayed in his childhood room at the Burrow. His mum had spent three weeks coddling and over feeding her oldest son. Eventually Bill found his own place and moved, although he still kept in touch as well as seeing his family every week.

Now that he was back in Britain, Bill moved into a new office at Gringott's. They had expanded after the dragon smashed through the ceiling and it was better than ever. At first, the bank had taken a hit, but after a few years the public had grown back in favor with the bank. Bill was still a curse breaker there, but worked on smaller and less harmful curses.

"Mr. Weasley," Monday morning Bill had been working on a rather easy curse from a vault in Scotland when his boss approached him. It was odd working for a goblin, but he had dealt with weirder things before. "I need you to go to the Ministry on Monday. The curse breaker department needs someone to sit in on a meeting with the department of runes and symbols to get more funding. There is a big project in China that is running out of money to fund it and we've found that sending a wizard goes over a lot smoother than sending a goblin."

"Of course, when should I be there?"

"Nine in the morning, it's in conference room L."

Bill made a note in his calendar and when back to his work. It was three o'clock, only two more hours until he left to go to the Burrow for dinner. Wednesday was the only night this week that worked with everyone's schedule.

Ron and Harry had a mission they had to leave for Thursday morning in Algeria hunting down another death eater, Ginny had a quidditch match to attend so she could write something or another on it for her job, Hermione had meetings late into Thursday, Percy was just Percy and would only agree to one night, while Fred and George were available most nights when the shop closed.

Finally, when five o'clock struck Bill shuffled to the floo and waited his turn to get to the Burrow. He was one of the first to arrive and greeted his parents warmly.

"Nice to see you mum, smells delicious." Placing a kiss on her cheek and setting his bag down he started to help set the table.

After a half hour everyone was there and dinner was placed in front of them. As always it was delicious.

"So, what does everyone have planned for the weekend?" Arthur was always curious about his children's lives, especially since there were all out of the Burrow.

"Hermione and I are going out for drinks with Luna!" Ginny piped up happily.

"George and I have a sale going on, hoping it'll bring in a lot of customers."

"Penelope and I are going on a short holiday to Spain."

"Classified." Ron and Harry both answered at the same time.

"What about you Bill?"

Bill never really did anything special on the weekend. Honestly, he was thinking of going to visit Charlie in Romania, but probably wouldn't be able to. "I have to prepare for a big meeting Monday morning."

"What's the meeting for?"

"Funding for a project in China. Apparently sending goblins to ask wizards for money hasn't been a great way of actually getting funding for projects."

The rest of dinner was filled with more small talk until everyone had to leave and get ready for work the next morning. Hermione stopped Bill out in the yard.

"I'll be at the meeting as well on Monday, I could maybe help you try and get that funding you need."

"Really? How?"

"If you have some time you could bring over the notes tomorrow night and we could go over them trying to find the best route to go."

"Sure, I'll see you then."

Bill has several years older, but Hermione was always much more mature than others her age. Not only that, but she had regained all the weight she lost fighting the war and was looking much healthier and more beautiful. Bill had never thought of his little brother's best friend in that way, but she had grown to be so good looking in the last few years. Her hair was longer and she had learned how to style it, her skin had become flawless and looked even better with the small amount of makeup she wore, the clothes she wore fit her very well and were not the same bookwormy and spinster clothes she wore at Hogwarts.

With a wave, Hermione disapparated followed shortly by Bill going to his own home.

A/N: Ok, so I'm trying another Bill/Hermione fic.