A/n- Hi everyone this is my first romantic fic, so be nice if you don't mind, and be mean if you have to. I would love suggestions, so go ahead. Italicized is dreaming or thoughts, and bold is flashbacks.
Disclaimer-I do not own Ms. Rowling's work.
Chapter 1:
A simple girl was in the perfect setting for any girl. She was 18 years old and was standing in a beautiful patch of wildflowers. She was picking them merrily in her beautiful purple cotton dress. Nothing could be better than this. Her hair was being blown back from her face by the wind, and the trees had a peaceful gaze upon them.
"Hermione…" A voice called out. She turned head to the voice with joy.
"Hermione…" The voice said louder. Hermione dropped all the flowers and ran to the voice. She had the biggest smile on her face, a smile she had never had before.
"Hermione…" It called a third time; the person's body was in focus now, Hermione ran faster. The figure opened its arms ready for a hug; Hermione was feet away from him but still could see his face. She tripped and collided with the figure in a romantic hug, she was never happier than she was at that moment. She squared the figure in front of her so she could the person's face. It was…
"Tap… Tap, tappity, tap, tap…"
Hermione Granger was not ready to wake up from the perfect dream; she looked out of one her sleepy eyes to see the owl at her window. It was big brown owl that was constantly tapping.
"Ugh…" She buried her face in the pillow. She tried to ignore it so she could dream the face of the figure. It was impossible though with that constant tapping. She faced the digital clock that she had on the nightstand. It was 7 am. Then she looked at the engagement ring case that was open. It was gold with an average size diamond in the middle. Then she remembered …
Hermione was sitting across her current boyfriend Ron Weasley, at candle lit dinner, in the most romantic restaurant that money could buy. It was an old building covered in vines but that's what made so romantic. They have been going out since their best friend, Harry Potter killed Voldemort and graduated from Hogwarts, which was a year that night. They were holding hands while Hermione looked at the menu, but Ron couldn't keep his dreamy eyes off her for one second.
"Hermione…" He said dreamily over the other discussions going on in the restaurant.
"Yes, dear." Hermione replied as she turned the page in the menu.
"You are so beautiful…" Ron said and smiled big.
"Awww… Thank you honey." She rubbed his hand.
"This year was the best year of my life…" He continued, "I never had anybody like you before," Hermione looked up from the menu puzzled, "You make me so happy. The days and nights when we are together I haven't stopped thinking of how wonderful we are together."
Hermione was never so confused her life. "Thank you?"
I was going to wait 'til desert, but I can't wait any more!" He exclaimed as he reached into his suit pocket.
Hermione woke up from her confusion, Oh crap, she thought as she started to breathe heavy. Ron was still fumbling in his pocket. I'm not ready for this, Hermione kept thinking of replies for Ron. Ron finally got what he needed and went next to Hermione and kneeled on one leg. He held a little red velvet box in two hands.
"Hermione," He began, "Will you marry me?" He smiled big as he opened the box to reveal the ring.
"Can I think about-"
"Oh Hermione we are engaged!" Ron cut her off. He stood up and put down the box on the dining table. "Everyone we are engaged!" He yelled. Hermione turned as red as Ron's hair as Ron was singing, she tried to smile to on-lookers but it really didn't help.
"Ron!" She said through her teeth.
"Yeah, baby?" He said with a stupid look.
"I didn't say 'Yes'!" She continued to say through her gritted teeth.
"You didn't?" Ron's eyes lost the dreaminess in them.
"Oh Ron…" Hermione hated to see him like this, "I was going to ask you if I could think about it."
"Oh," He sat down as the people around began to talk, "Well, that means I still have a chance…"
"Yes." They looked around to see everyone staring at them. Ron was staring at the floor, stunned. "Can we get outta here?"
"Sure." Ron replied lifeless. They didn't talk for the rest of the night.
"Oh crap, that must be Ron's owl!" She jumped up to put on her morning robe on. She thought about her feelings for Ron as she put, I love him…I think... Is he the one, she thought that over again as she walked the few feet to the window. She quickly forgot about it as soon as she opened the window. The owl flew in onto the small desk that Hermione owned. He dropped the parchment owl that he was carrying in his beak and left. Ron's owl doesn't normally leave until I reply, She thought.
She walked over to the desk and unrolled the parchment. She began to read.
Miss Granger,
You are wanted at the Ministry urgently. We may have found you a job. Come as soon as possible if you want it, before someone else takes it!
Signed,
President of Jobs For Wizards and Witches
Hermione threw the letter on the floor and got dressed as fast as she could. She wore a plain, gray business outfit. She tied hair into a bun and quickly did her makeup. She put the velvet box in her pocket. When she was done she picked up her parchment along with her suitcase, and she apparated to the Ministry of Magic, the floor for Jobs For Wizards and Witches. She went up to a counter still holding her parchment with a firm face. The person at the counter was doodling something, Hermione was disturbed that he hadn't noticed her. She slammed the parchment on the table causing the person to jump out of his seat.
"I'm here for a job offer." She said firmly. The person was frightened by the look she was giving. He quickly read the parchment upside down.
"Down the hall, the tenth door on the right." He said with fear and pointing in the direction. Hermione plastered a small business type smile and grabbed the parchment.
" Thank you. Nice, doing business with you." She said flatly and went to direction he was pointing. Her high heels echoed down the hallway. She looked to the right and counted the doors when she reached the tenth door she squared herself in front of it, and took a deep breath. She walked in thinking she was going to have a new beginning, but she was all wrong.
It was a small dark waiting room. All four walls were colors of gray; the seats were gray as well. There was two other people in there one person was sitting in one of the waiting room chairs, he looked like a bum. He was eating a moldy looking bagel. Hermione made a little bit of face but quickly forgot about, as she walked to the front desk.
The woman there was in gray clothes and heavy bags under her eyes. Her hair was black and short and seemed not to really care about the world as she was writing out her papers. She immediately saw Hermione and seemed a little happy that there was action in her waiting room.
"Can I help you ma'am?" She said in a hoarse voice, Hermione jumped not expecting the sound of her voice. "Sorry, I haven't talked for ages." She rubbed her throat and sounded like a normal woman's voice.
"Umm…Yes, I am here for a job offer." Hermione replied placing the parchment on the counter. The black-haired woman took the paper and read it. She rose from her chair and gaped a little bit.
"I'll be right back, can you wait a few minutes?" She said with a small smile.
"Of course, but do you have an owl I can borrow?" Hermione smiled and wanted to tell Ron her answer.
"Right over there." She reached over the desk and pointed to a small owl that sat next to a tiny window, covered up by a shaded plant. Hermione didn't even see the owl or the window when she walked in. "There is quill along with parchment over there."
"Thank you so much." Hermione turned her head to smile at the girl but she had already left. Hermione hurried over to the owl and scribbled down what she needed to say.
Dear Ron,
I love you! Yes! Yes! I would love to marry you! I don't know what got into me last night! Come to the Ministry, the floor for Jobs for Wizards and Witches, left wing, tenth room on the right. As soon as possible!
Your Dearest,
Hermione
She rolled up the parchment and put the parchment in the beak of the small owl. She opened the window and told the owl to go to Ronald Weasley. The little black owl flew out and Hermione excitedly went into her pocket, and reached for the little velvet box. When she got it, she looked at it with curiosity, I made the right choice... right?, she wondered.
Ron popped in the room moments later with the biggest grin on his face. Hermione plastered a romantic smile on her face as he walked towards her, she couldn't believe she actually said 'yes'. He went right up to her face, and took the ring from her fiddling fingers. He bent down on his knee and put the ring on her finger. He went back up face to face with her.
"Oh Hermione…" He said against her lips.
"Yes…" She said in the same tone.
"I love you…" He kissed her passionately, at that moment the whole Weasley family apparated in. Hermione pulled away scared. All the red heads were smiling at her.
"Are we having a party?" The bum said in raspy voice, Hermione turned her head towards him switching back and forth between him and the family.
"Oh Hermione dear," Mrs. Weasley walked up to her and rubbed her hand against her cheek, "I'm so glad you said 'yes' otherwise I would have to kill you if you broke my little Ronniekins' heart!" She whispered with a delightful smile.
"Ronniekins!" The 20-year old twins burst out laugh.
"Shutup." Ron said through gritted teeth, Hermione just realized that he had his arm over her shoulder the whole time. "They had a party set up last night for us, but you said you weren't sure so they waited until you said yes." A nice of making me feel guilty, Hermione thought.
"Miss Grang…Oh more job applications?" The woman had returned and was surprised by how many redheaded people could fit into the room.
"No Susan, just celebrating!" Mr. Weasley blurted out. The woman gave him a look that said 'you know me'. Hermione smiled at her uncomfortable smile as everyone else was smiling with tears in their eyes. The woman picked up the hint.
"Miss Granger you can come in for the interview now." She said. Hermione mouthed 'thank you'. As she was just walking away from Ron someone grabbed her arm.
"Wait just one minute," Mr. Weasley exclaimed, Hermione closed her eyes regretting her answer, "We need to get a new group photo, though. We have a new member of the family." He swung Hermione around.
"She has to go now, though." The woman named Susan tried to get Hermione back.
"It will only take but a minute." Mrs. Weasley made a guilt trip face. Susan couldn't help it.
"Oh alright…" Hermione glared her with wide eyes. Susan felt regretful; Hermione saw it in her eyes. Mr. Weasley put everyone where they needed to be, he made Ron and Hermione kissing, which she reluctantly did. When it was done she couldn't wait to get away. Hermione followed Susan to where she needed to be.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Granger." She said looking at the floor.
"No problem, Molly tends do that guilt thing when she wants something." Susan picked up her head and smiled, "Oh, I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with the In-laws." Susan laughed and Hermione smiled big. Susan stopped herself in front of a door on the left.
"Here you go Miss Granger." Susan shook Hermione's hand before she left. She was half down the hallway when she screamed, "Good luck by the way."
"Thank you!" Hermione hollered back with a smile. She took another breath before she stepped in. It was a small office that was a little colorful. The man wore a gray suit at the big brown desk looked up.
"Miss Granger," He stood up, his brown hair shined in the only light on the ceiling. "I was wondering when you were going to get here." He held his hand which Hermione shook.
"It's nice to see you again Mr. Turner." Hermione sat down in the seat front of the desk, and Mr. Turner followed. "Sorry to be rude, but what's the job?" She asked excitedly. Mr. Turner's smiling face turned stern.
"Hermione, I know you were expecting something important," He guessed by the she dressed, Hermione's face turned serious as well, "but this your first job so-"
"What's the job?" She asked flatly.
"Maid service." Hermione's eyes turned big for a second, but went back to normally to her stern face.
"For who may I ask?"
"Malfoy Manor." Hermione stood up as she slammed her fists on the desk.
"You expect me to work for that scumbag?" She said trying to keep calm.
"It's the only job open, and the salary is pretty good, especially for a maid." He said handing her a piece of paper that showed the working hours. She thought about for a second, I really do need the money.
"Ok where do I sign?" She said taking a quill out of her pocket.
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