Dread, there was no other word for the way Hermione Granger felt right now except for dread. She was dreading leaving her room dressed up like a Barbie doll, she was dreading meeting a bunch of bachelors from her past and most of all she was regretting the fact that she ever bought a dress that showed off this much cleavage not to mention how much leg was visible through the slit travelling from the floor up to the middle of her thigh.
In mere minutes she would be escorted down into the main foyer were she would get her first look at the many men that would be competing for her hand in marriage over the next 3 months. Honestly she had no idea how she had let her girlfriends, mainly Ginny convince her that this would be a good idea, that she didn't take enough risks and that if she wasn't careful she'd end up alone. She was pretty sure it was the alone part that had really convinced her that it would be a good idea to apply.
She was regretting that decision at the moment. She didn't look like herself, she was much more glammed up than usual and it seemed to be throwing her off. Her usually wild and untameable curls had been restrained into a very elegant updo, and her face was lightly coated with a pressed powder and a hint of blush. The makeup artist's had wanted to go all out but she had simply told them there was no way in hell she would be looking like any other witch out there. Hermione was determined not to let herself become just another vain witch, competition or no competition. The men would just have to accept her for who she was, because she wasn't going to change for any man any time soon.
A knock sounded at the door, which was her cue to put on any finishing touches she may feel necessary and then exit into the hall and wait at the top of the stairs. She tabbed on a touch of red lipstick and slipped on her teardrop diamond earrings and then made her way to the door without a second glance at the mirror.
She stood at the top of the stairs fidgeting with her dress, when her escort appeared. Her escort also was the host of the show, a squib by the name of Jason Adams. He held out his arm and she accepted it and the two began their decent into the foyer when the director gave them their cue.
They stopped on the platform that overlooked the entire foyer, where the stairs divided into two separate cases. Jason made his way down the staircase on the right and Hermione remained leaning against the railing surrounding the platform, just as she was told to do.
This was it; the men were supposed to arrive any minute. They would enter the foyer one at a time, whilst the host announced their name and a small amount of information about the bachelor in question as they took their rightful place on the stairs. The director signalled for Jason to start the Intro to the show.
"Hello to all the witches and wizards out there, my name is Jason Adams and I will be your host, we are glad you took the time to tune into the very first wizarding reality show!" Jason bellowed into his mic and finished with a dazzling smile before continuing
"Tonight we will reveal who you, the wizarding world voted as the bachelorette and who we chose to compete for her hand in marriage. For starters let me give you a little but of information on our bachelorette. She's 5'6" with honey brown hair and amber eyes that you could surely down in, and let me tell you boys' that's the only way to go! Her hobbies include running, reading and spending time with her friends and family. She currently works at the ministry, and has been featured in many copies of the daily prophet, regularly appearing for the many causes she supports such as rights for house elves and all other magical creatures alike. If you haven't guessed it by now, the bachelorette is none other then the worldly renowned Miss Hermione Granger!" With that said he spun to face me and proceeded up the stairs to stand on my left, with the camera's following him closely.
At this point Hermione raised her own mic to her lips. "Hello, as many of you know my name is Hermione Granger and I would like to welcome you to the Rose manor. This is where the contestants and I will be living for the next few months." She recited the lines exactly as she had been told to do and then smiled at the camera.
Luckily Jason didn't miss a beat and launched right back into his lines "Now that you know our bachelorette, I would like to introduce you to our 12 male contestants. Up first is a charming funny boy by the name of Seamus Finnegan."
At this the double doors swung open and in walked Seamus, with the same goofy grin he had sported all through their Hogwarts years. It was very comforting and familiar to Hermione and brought a genuine smile to her face.
"Mr. Finnegan is currently 23 years old and is working for the Weasley Corporation. Next is Italian Stud Blaise Zambini"
In walked a confident young man, who was undeniably good looking and sporting an heir of confidence that was magnectic, very unlike the boy who she had barely known at Hogwarts. He flashed her a seductive smile and took his place on one of the higher stairs to her right.
"Mr. Zambini is currently 22 and is working at Hogwarts as the potions professor. Thirdly we have Damien Skye"
Tall dark and handsome was no where near enough to describe this guy, the only thing more startling then his perfect teeth were his shocking deep blue eyes. He glanced smoulderingly her way and then took his stair.
"Mr. Skye is 22 at the moment and is definitely the brains of all the operations; he currently works as a prominent healer at . Next we have Marcus Flint"
Hermione flinched at the mental image of the poor boys teeth, it really was unfortunate though, he wasn't hard on the eyes besides his teeth. When the doors swung open and a tall muscular figure immerged wearing a large smile, Hermione was positive they had said the wrong name. Upon further inspection she realized it was him though he had finally fixed his teeth.
"Mr. Flint is 25 and is currently flying with the chudley cannons as a world class chaser. Fifthly we have Cormack Mclaugin"
When the doors opened this time it was like Hermione was back in her sixth year at Hogwarts and was on her way to the slug club Christmas party, with Cormack as her date. She visibly shivered, that was one thing she never wanted to re-live, she had only gone with him to make Ron jealous after all.
"Mr. Mclaugin is currently 24 years of age and is an acclaimed self-help author. Next we have brains over brawn enthusiast Jake Belong"
He was certainly new, given the fact that she didn't recognize the name or the man standing before her she figured he must have been close to his sixth year whilst she was in her first year. He was deviously good-looking, and had a vibe of intelligence surrounding him.
"Mr. Belong is a prominent entrepreneur with his own accounting firm in Diagon Alley and is currently 27 years old. Seventhly we have "The Boy Who Refuses To Die" himself! Harry Potter"
In walked the confident man Hermione had grown to love over the years. He still sported the same messy mop of shaggy black hair that you would need a rake to tame, but to Hermione it was all part of the allure.
"Mr. Potter is 22 at the moment and is unsurprisingly the wizarding world's head Auror. Up next we have the widely know model, Adrian Pucey"
The doors swung open to reveal one of the most handsome men Hermione had ever seen. Tall muscular body, tan skin, dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes. The man basically screamed sexy. He flashed Hermione a dazzling smile before taking his place on the top step to her left.
"Mr. Pucey is 23 and is best known for his modeling for the Firebolt Company and of course his ego. Ninthly we have the awkward best friend, Ronald Weasley"
Tall and lanky were the first words that popped into Hermione's mind when she first saw Ron. He looked the same as always, and she wasn't so sure that he really deserved a spot in this competition. He had already had his chance and missed it.
"Mr. Weasley is 22 and is currently unemployed and living at home." Various snorts of laugher were heard from the other contestants.
"Next we have Mr. Billionaire, in the flesh, Kyle Thomas."
In walked an average looking man of average height, overall that's what he came off as, Average. Nothing special there, but it's always the quiet ones that surprise you.
"Mr. Thomas is currently 24 and lives comfortably off his inheritance and is in no need of a job anytime soon. Next we have the kind hearted man Keegan Bones."
The doors opened to reveal a man of medium height with light brown hair and deep warm brown eyes.
"Mr. Bones is currently 22 and is a healer for animals. And Finally last but not least we have the resident bad boy.." Hermione held her breath in anticipation of hearing the final candidate's name.
"Draco Malfoy"
Hermione felt almost lightheaded after she heard the name uttered. The doors swung open firmly, and in walked an extremely tall and fit man with the palest skin she had seen in ages. With his platinum blonde hair gel free and hanging shaggily in front of the most startlingly sexy silver eyes she had ever seen, he truly was a vision. He looked Hermione in the eyes and gave her the signature Malfoy smirk, but there was definitely something different about it this time. It wasn't cruel and calculating, it was warm and almost affectionate. He walked up that stairs and took the last remaining step, the top one to her right.
"Mr. Malfoy is 23 at the moment and is working in the department of mysteries at the ministry."
