1Hermione Granger woke up abruptly when her alarm clock rang. She stretched and smiled. For the first time in who knows when, she did not wake up screaming and sweating. Last night she didn't have any dreams about the war against Voldemort. Last night was the first time in forever that she could remember not having any nightmares, and it had been ten years since the war had taken place and Voldemort defeated. Too bad that Harry had to die with him too, but that is the way that it went, life was never fair.
She could feel tears springing into her eyes as she thought about all of the people, her friends, that had died that night. The unfairness of it all.
Hermione gracefully got out of bed and put her silk robe on. She went over to her closet to find an outfit to wear for the day.
After the war was over, Hermione tried to stay in England, with her family, but she was surrounded by all of the memories of what happened. So she packed up all of her things and moved to the united states. One day she was walking out of a store, and bumped into a casting director, named Jessica Wade. Jessica immediately fell in love with Hermione, and was trying to get Hermione parts in movies, and soon became friends with Hermione. That day Jessica had given Hermione new hope, saved her life, so to speak.
Hermione soon found that she liked being an actress, and realized that she was good at it. She became one of the most sought after actresses. Along with the fame came everything else. Mainly one thing, a stalker. It didn't come right away, but recently. With in the last couple of months actually. She started getting weird letters in the mail and with no return address, and strange phone calls, and no matter how many times she changed her phone number, the person somehow found out what it was. It was annoying, but nothing too serious, yet anyways.
She began getting other things as well, gross things and perverted things. She finally decided that she should get a body guard, just to be safe. She was having an interview with some later in the day, she didn't want just any body guard, she wanted the best, and wanted to meet every single one.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Hermione said.
Her maid, Jenna entered the room.
"Miss, there is a man at the door who says that he needs to speak to you. He says it's urgent." Jenna said.
"Does he have an appointment?" Hermione asked.
Jenna shook her head.
"No miss, but he wouldn't go away. He told me that it was imperative that you saw him. He won't go away until you talk to him." Jenna said.
Hermione sighed.
"Where is he now?" Hermione asked.
"He is in the living room, waiting for you." Jenna told her.
"Bring him to my study and tell him to wait for me. I need to get dressed before I do anything else." Hermione told her.
Jenna nodded and left the room.
Hermione sighed and wondered what could be so important that they needed to come and bother her this early in the morning? Hermione opened her closet and grabbed a pair of jean hip huggers and a pink baby doll tee shirt. She went to her bathroom and took a quick shower.
When she was done, she blow dried her hair and let it hang loosely down on her shoulders. When all of that was finished, and she was dressed to her liking, she headed down to her study. She wasn't expecting to see the person that was standing with their back to her.
"Mr. Fudge, this is certainly a surprise. May I inquire, what did I do to deserve your visit? And how you found me?" She asked him.
He turned to face her. She made her way to her desk and took a seat.
"Call me Cornelius, Hermione. You aren't in school any more." He told her.
"Well, Cornelius, have a seat." She told him.
He nodded and took a seat across from her.
She looked at him expectantly.
"Hermione, I have heard everything that has been happening to you. I wanted to let you know that I am here to help you." He told her.
"How did you hear what was happening to me?" She asked.
"I have my ways. Anyways, I am here to provide you with magical assistance. I will have a wizard protect you and make sure that no one hurts you." He told her.
"I don't need any magical assistance Cornelius, I am interviewing some muggle body guards today, they are all that I need. Trust me, Cornelius, this is a muggle problem, not a magical one. Now, how did you find me?" She asked.
"Hermione, I am the minister of magic, and you are a witch, there are ways for me to find out where you are, no matter how well you have tried to hide yourself." He told her.
"Well, I still think that I don't need magical help, this is a muggle matter, so muggle protection will be all that I need." She said.
"Okay, Hermione, if that is what you think, then I will not push it any farther. If you ever decide to use magical protection, then just let me know, and then I will send someone over, to help you." Cornelius said.
"Thank you sir." She said.
With that Cornelius Fudge bid her good bye, and left. She let out a sigh of relief, and called to Jenna.
"Yes miss?" Jenna asked.
"When is my first interview with body guards?" Hermione asked.
"In ten minutes." Jenna said.
"Okay, did you show Mr. Fudge out?" Hermione asked.
"Yes miss." Jenna said.
"Very good. Okay, I will be dining out on the balcony today for breakfast, do bring my food out there please." Hermione said.
"Yes miss." Jenna said, then disappeared.
Hermione put her head in her hands and sighed. Fudge was bringing up memories that she had wanted to keep buried. She shouldn't worry about that right now, she needed to conduct an interview.
She made her way to the balcony and sat down, waiting for her breakfast and her first interview to show up. About five minutes later, her food showed up.
"Jenna, when the first body guard arrives, bring him up here, I will conduct the interview out here, since it is such a lovely day out." Hermione said.
Jenna nodded.
A couple minutes later, Jenna returned with a strong looking man.
All day consisted of interviews. By the time that they were all over with, she was getting a migraine. She walked the last of the potential body guards out to the doorway. She went to the bathroom and took some Tylenol. She looked at herself in the mirror, and she looked a little sick. She knew exactly what she needed, a shopping trip. The thought brought a smile to her face, she loved shopping.
She went back up to her room and grabbed her purse, a pair of sunglasses, and a wig. She didn't want to deal with all of the paparazzi today. She had enough to deal with as it was, she didn't need them too.
With that, she headed to her car.
She put her sunglasses on, and her wig and made sure that it was on properly before she entered the mall. When everything was in place, she entered the mall. She didn't realize that she was being followed by three people.
She spent the rest of the day shopping, and it made her feel much better, and by the time that she was finished, she was happy and humming to herself.
When she got home she figured that it was time that she should pick out a body guard. She told jenna that she would be having dinner in her study, she was going to get it over with as soon as possible.
She sat down and looked over her notes, rereading everything that she had written down about the body guards. A few minutes later, her dinner arrived.
Two hours later, she rubbed her eyes wearily, and finally made her decision. She decided on a David Stone.