lollipoops: Hello there! I've edited Chapter 1 because a very kind person Yemi Hikari pointed out to me that the whole 'time travel scene' defied the laws of the wizarding world... Thanks be there are people like that so they can prevent us newbies from making too much mistakes in the fanfiction kingdom. So I've cancelled out the time travel crap and just let Hermione go straight to Mount Olympus. D

Characters belong to J.K. Rowling and no one else. I own nothing. If I do, Harry and Ron would have been paired off by now. Just kidding

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"Alright, that's IT, Hermione!!" Harry Potter yelled at his startled best friend who had suddenly fallen asleep while he had been talking.

"Huh? I-i'm sorry, whuuut?"

"SEE!? That's what Harry's been talking about!!" Ron Weasley followed up, jabbing a finger at Hermione all the while munching on a brownie that Mrs. Weasley had made.

"Seriously, Hermione. You. Need. A. Break. NOW," Harry said sternly, "And that's why..."

"WE (as in Harry and myself)," Ron continued,"Have obtained a one way ticket for you to a wizarding retreat camp on Mount Olympus!!"

:D The expression on Ron and Harry's face

-.-? The expression on Hermione's face

"Uhm, well, thanks for the joke, guys, but I guess I'll be going now," Hermione laughed and gathered her paperwork around her to depart from the Ministry's canteen.

Yes.

Paperwork in the canteen.

I ask you, who in they right mind would do their work in a place that is meant for a break?????

Apparently, Hermione Granger.

YE-ESS, that Hermione Granger. The one who made up one third of the Trio and Gryffindor's Golden Girl. Well, after Voldemort's fall in the wizarding world, Hermione had gotten a job as a secretary to the Minister of Magic a.k.a. Percy Weasley (Ron's elder brother) after Rufus Scrimgeour got kicked out for harassing Harry in secret. Hermione rarely took any day off from work and the mere thought of lazing around doing nothing gave her a queasy feeling.

And so, our little Hermione Granger (who isn't so little actually; She's twenty-three already!) was always swamped with contracts, agreements, seals, declarations, complaints etc. Thus, she turned into a workaholic (TEH SHOCK!! TEH HORROR!!) and almost never had time to herself...

Except now (courtesy of the Harry and Ron Inc.).

Coming back to our current scenario where Ron and Harry (who had become Aurors to cpature the remaining Death Eaters after toppling Voldy) had surprised Hermione with their proposal for her to take a break and she was laughing at the ridiculousness of it all.

"We're serious, Hermione!! AH!! Ginny!!," Harry grabbed hold of his fiance Ginny Weasley's (Ron's younger sister) arm as she strolled past, "Tell Hermione that we're being serious about sending her to the retreat camp at Mount Olympus for a month!!"

"They're serious, Hermione," Ginny said in a matter-of-fact tone to the stunned witch.

"SERIOUSLY, GINNY!! WE ARE SERIOUS!!!" Ron exploded.

"WHAT?? SO WAS I!!!" Ginny answered back equally hotly then added in a calmer tone,"But I think Hermione needs a dash of Firewhiskey."

Sure enough, Hermione looked in need of some strong liquid because she had suddenly thought of the tremendous amount of work being left behind for...for...gulp a whole month.

"Merlin's PANTS, Hermione!!!! It's just a month!! And I've talked to Percy about it!!" Ron tried to reassure the paling girl in a panicked tone beacuse she seemed to be on the verge of fainting,"He. Says. It's. Alright. He's going to get someone to help out when you're gone and he even commented that you deserved the goddamned break!!!!!!!"

"B-but my job --?"

"Everything's been taken care of, Hermione," Harry said quickly,"We've all worried about your condition these past few months because we know you haven't been sleeping (hence, your eye-bags) and we know you've practically been living off caffeine (coffee cups are strewn all over your work table). That's why we've all deduced that you need to get a time out from reality. And so, I've managed to snag this ticket for you to taste the nectar of the gods on Mount Olympus!! Think of it, Hermione...days spent in luxury and laziness...,"Harry's eyes glazed over at this point but he suddenly shook himself and continued,"ANYWAY, I --"

"How'd you get the bloody ticket?" Hermione broke in, in a tone that implied forced calmness.

"Oh. Pulled a few strings here and there. Apparently, these tickets are very limited and only certain people can get it. In fact, Hermes was only giving out five tickets to the wizarding community. However, being 'The Boy Who Lived' and 'The Boy Who Offed Voldemort' has it's perks..."

Hermione sat there silently, watching a fly plow it's way through her uneaten pudding. Her mind was still circulating the thought that she was going to Mount Olympus for a month of relaxation.

"So...what's your answer then?" Ginny coaxed.

Hermione took a deep breath and said...

"NO."

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A scowling Hermione stood in front of a (pardon the lameness) magic gate that was to teleport her to Mount Olympus. Apparently she was only going to meet the other four people (who were off to the Mountain too) when she was there...

Hermione's scowl grew darker as she recollected how Harry, Ron and Ginny had instigated a dawn raid on her apartment this morning. Harry had confiscated her wand and bound her to her chair with a spell while Ron Silenced her (because a bunch of unladylike language had been streaming from her mouth and Ron was being polite to the neighbours.) Ginny, on the other hand, had created a mini tornado in Hermione's bedroom; throwing every available clothing Hermione had into a suitcase fitted with an Expansion Charm. Then, they had bundled her off to the Travels sector in the Ministry Of Magic where a bored-looking satyr was waiting for her.

"Ticket please?" he said, holding out his hand.

Hermione could have punched the satyr. His tone of voice was grating on her skin. Grudgingly, she was about to pass him The Golden Ticket (wow, this is so Charlie and the Chocolate Factory-like) when suddenly...

"Granger??????" An oh-so-familiar voice called out her last name incredulously.

Hermione whirled around and her jaw dropped wide open, exposing her pearly-whites.

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lollipoops: Oooooh, a cliffie!! I know this is short but please bear with me. Think of this chapter as a sort of prologue. Cheers!