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This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Which is basically: I don't own anything except the plot!
Nanny Wanted!!
Live-in, full-time care for a little girl.
Must have experience and references.
For more information:
Owl Ms. Hart
At Malfoy Enterprises
London Offices, Top Floor, Reception Area
"Not what I'm really qualified for..."
"But, Hermione, you need a job! Besides, it's as good as any. Just give it a try; get more information and have an interview."
"But Gin, the contact is at Malfoy Enterprises! Key word, Malfoy."
"Oh, who cares? If it were him, he'd have paid loads anyway. But it can't be, since you're supposed to be contacting a Ms. Hart, and not a Mr. Malfoy. Besides, you need the money, if you want to keep living in that beautiful flat of yours."
"But I was the top-ranked Hogwarts graduate of my year! And now I'm going to be a nanny?! Maybe there's something else...something better suited?"
"Even so, you should give this a try. You never know, it may just be the right thing for you."
Hermione eyed Ginny suspiciously. "Wait...how did you come across this ad exactly?"
Ginny smiled innocently.
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A few minutes later an owl set itself down on a Ms. Hart's desk with a message tied to it's leg. Ms. Hart fed it a treat, and let it be on its merry way. 'Another applicant,' she thought.
It was a normal note asking for information, nothing special. Then she glanced at the sender's name, and did a double take. A wide smile spread on her face. 'Bingo. Ginny pulled through.'
Ms. Hart sent an owl back with more information and an interview time. Once she got a confirmation owl, she smirked. This was almost too easy.
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The next day, Hermione was found getting ready for an interview. She wore a knee-length black skirt, a white blouse, and sensible shoes. Her hair was up into a tight bun, and she wore no make-up. Before she apparated from her flat, she double-checked her papers, making sure she had everything she needed.
She apparated onto the top floor reception area, surrounded by almost a hundred people. Her hear sank. If there were this many people here for the job, what were her chances? They probably had more experience dealing with kids than she did. Why was she even here? This was not what she had gotten top scores for. She was just about to apparate away again, when her name was called.
"Yes! That's me!" She replied, waving her hand in the air while trying to make her way through the crowd.
"Granger." Someone said, causing Hermione to look around, before her eyes landed on a pretty dark-haired woman, with a nose she would know anywhere.
"Parkinson."
"It's Weasley now, you know that Hermione. Here for the job?"
"Sorry. Forgot. And, yes, I am."
"Great. Come along."
"Not to be rude, but I'm supposed to be meeting with a Ms. Hart."
Pansy smiled. "I know. That's me."
"What?"
"Well, I had to use a false name, since I'd be doing the interviews. After Ronniekins joined the Cannons, and they went on that winning streak, it's been hard to get a little privacy. So, when I had to put out this ad, I needed to use a different name, or else there'd be flocks of applicants. They'd probably want to be nanny for our baby, but they'd be sadly turned away." She paused to pat her rounded tummy lovingly. "The ad was for the boss."
Hermione froze. The boss. As in Malfoy. "Oh no."
"What's the matter?"
Hermione shook her head, as if to clear it. "Oh, nothing. I guess we should get on with the interview then?"
"Right."
As Pansy interviewed her, Hermione tried her hardest to screw up her interview. When she got out of here, she was going straight to the Zabini residence to give Ginny a piece of her mind! Ginny knew she had been lusting after Draco Malfoy since sixth year, and Ginny probably also knew that the ad had been for a nanny for Malfoy's child [since Ginny was Pansy's sister-in-law]. Ginny was so going to get it. However, before Hermione could make a quick getaway, Pansy stopped her, saying something that would make her heart pound hard.
"Don't worry Hermione," Pansy whispered, "you've got it. No competition. You're hired."
Hermione gulped, nodded, and then, with a quick "Thanks" left the building quickly.
Nanny Wanted!
By Darkened Pixie
6/11/2004
A/N:So, what'd you think? Worth continuing?