A/N: Thanks goes out to Rambina for reviewing and to Larrabee for reviewing and correcting my mistake, I hope I spelt it right this time.
Disclaimer: Im not Jk Rowling ahduh, would I really be posting on here if I was!?
Hermione being herself usually would be ecstatic that she was about to start work the very next day but there was one thing that held her back from being excited and his name was Draco freaking Malfoy.
She made her way into her closet, looking for her best outfit for her first day. In the end she picked out a black pencil skirt that fell two inches above her knee with a small slit up the back, and a blood red silk blouse. She had to stay loyal to her Gryffindor colors right?
Her hair and makeup was the next step, fortunately for her in her seventh year at Hogwarts her hair had been tamed by a spell she had found in a book, leaving it now in soft curls cascading over her shoulders and down to mid back. For makeup, she had been blessed with a great completion all she needed was a swipe of brown eye shadow and some mascara.
On her way out of her flat she slipped on her black pumps and her black jacket that cinched at the waist and made her way to her favourite muggle coffee shop. She greeted the staff and grabbed her signature latte that she had every time she stepped into a Starbucks.
With her latte in hand she made her way into the magical district, and towards Malfoy Enterprises. She walked over to the elevator and found that you needed a key to access it, so she made her way over to the security guard that had been watching her suspiciously.
"Um excuse me sir, but I was wondering if you could tell me where I could find either of the Malfoy's" Hermione asked the guard politely.
"And may I ask why you need the Malfoy's" he responded somewhat gruffly.
"Oh because I work here it's my first day" she answered back. Her reply was met with a deep laugher.
"Im sorry mam' im going to have to ask you to leave the building, and next time you should think about coming up with an actually plausible excuse for wanting to see the Malfoy's". With those words he grabbed her arm tightly and proceeded in trying to drag her towards the door.
At that precise moment another man was on his way through the doors, among seeing the woman struggling with the guard he stopped and tried to help with the situation.
"Charlie, may I ask why you're pestering this lovely young lady?" he asked his voice obviously tinted with malice.
"Oh um Mr. Zambini I didn't see you there sir, she claims she works here but that's obviously a lie and she wishes to speak to either of the Malfoy's" Charlie replied.
"Blaise Zambini?" the woman questioned. Blaise simply nodded his head.
"Do I know you?" he inquired.
"Yes you do my names Hermione Granger" She said finally wiggling away from the doorman.
"Granger?" Blaise inquired with a slack jaw, he could not believe that he had never noticed how gorgeous she really was when he was back in school about a week ago.
She simply nodded her head.
"Ok moving on why are you here?" Blaise pressed.
"Why will no one believe I actually work here?" she all but growled, and continued "I was personally offered a job by Lucius Himself!" she muttered outraged that she was being doubted.
"Well sorry but look in a mirror; who's going to believe that you're going to work form a broom company, and not a freaking modeling agency" he added the last part under his breath.
"No need to stand there all day Charlie I obviously have this dealt with and Miss Granger will be coming with me to Malfoy seniors' office." With that Blaise lead Hermione toward the elevator, and Charlie made his way towards his desk.
As the elevator doors closed so did Hermione's rational thoughts, the last one that weaseled its way in was; what in hell have I gotten myself into?