Confessions of a Draco-holic
Chapter 1: Fashionista
Hermione was finally financially stable enough to start her own fashion magazine. About a year and a half ago, she graduated from the Magical Pixies Fashion Institute, which was rated #1 in the wizarding world. Near the end of her seventh year at Hogwarts she discovered her newfound interest in fashion. She saw that there was nothing wrong with looking good, just the manner in which you presented it. So she went to school with the goals and hopes of one day having her own magazine featuring designs that were chic and modern, but not at the expense of animals. She was 100 anti-fur.
She recently received a grant that was enough for her to start her own magazine. She already had a name for it, Gazelle. Before finally receiving the grant from a friend's company, Hermione was struggling to get a grant or loan large enough to suffice for her magazine.
She was very excited upon receiving the grant and immediately dialed her best friend, and roommate's, number.
Ginny picked up her cell as soon as she saw Hermione's name pop up on the screen, "Hey Herm! What's up?"
She practically shouted, "Ginny I got the grant!! I already have a location for the magazine in mind so all I have to do is some paperwork then I can start the magazine! And don't worry, I will still be here in New York, it's actually really close to our apartment!"
"That's great news! We have to celebrate! Where do you want to go tonight?"
"How about Hedwig's? I can tell Harry then, and I'll call Ron and Lavender to meet us there as well, around 8-ish?"
"Sounds good, I'll call him to make sure ok? Gosh I am so happy for you!"
At around the same time Hermione discovered her likeness for fashion, Harry discovered his culinary talents. He went to one of the most profound culinary schools and opened up a trendy restaurant in Manhattan and named it after none other than his beloved owl, Hedwig. He was just monitoring how things were running in his kitchen when he received a call from Ginny.
He picked up the phone, not knowing who it was, "Hello?"
"Hey hun! How are things at the restaurant?"
"Everything's fine and dandy. How are things at the office?"
"Same as usual. My co-workers are as annoying as hell and I'm bored to death. Seriously, all I do is answer phone calls and get coffee!"
"I hate to break it to you Gin, but that is basically what a secretary does!"
"I know that Harry! But I heard of other secretaries who have much more fun, and get better pay."
Harry replied, "Well I am sorry there's nothing I can do about it at the moment. Is that he reason you called?"
Then Ginny remembered, "Oh yeah! Hermione has some big news so we are going to celebrate at the restaurant tonight, ok? We should all be there by 8. She's invited Ron and Lavender as well."
"Sounds good… Did she tell you what the big news is?"
"She did…." replied Ginny, trying to remain mysterious.
"Oh Ginny, surely you can tell your own boyfriend…"
"Absolutely not! Hermione will tell you herself tonight so be patient. Oh no my boss is here I gotta go Harry. I love you. Bye."
After hanging up the phone with Ron, Hermione went to the apartment. It was around 6pm. The apartment was empty however, because Ginny got off work at 7 and planned to meet up at the restaurant.
Hermione's wardrobe consisted of many new designer clothes that she picked out herself. All of her outfits were absolutely fabulous.
She picked out a short, long-sleeved grey dress that ended at mid-thigh and purple shoes/ accessories. She took a shower, dressed up, did her hair, then popped into her Volkswagen Beetle Convertible and headed for Manhattan.
They all arrived at the restaurant at 8 and exchanged the customary greetings. Hermione was just about to announce her big news and while taking a sip of champagne she saw a big rock on Lavender's finger.
She spit out her drink all over the table, "OMG Ron! Did you guys get engaged?!"
Then she realized what she just did, Oh that can't be good for my new, sophisticated image...
