a/n: this is a filler chapter so it isc really short. thank you all for the reviews... and happy Thanksgiving.

Chapter 2

Here Comes Ugly 'Mione

"But I have graduated top of my year at Baubatonx." Hermione said as she was unceremoniously turned away from the third ministry interview that week.

She stomped away furiously. She knew exactly why it was happening to her. It was always the same; Her hair her braces, her overall look. She walked out to the fountain in the main lobby of the ministry. It had obviously taken a beating a few years prior, in the famous ministry battle of Dumbledore and Voldemmort. Some of the statutes were missing pieces of themselves the most severe case was missing his head.

Hermione sat near it and began to think of her next approach. She really needed to get a job. "The remaining twin is opening an Ad company." A Tall young black woman said as she walked past Hermione. The young witch perked up at hearing this. "I want to be one of the models, I wonder if Harry is going to work for them he certainly does not want to come to the Ministry."

Hermione raised her brows an idea coming to her. Who said that she needed to work for the ministry? There were many other things she could do.

She walked out of the Ministry and down the London streets. She looked at all of the beautiful girls there. It had really been so long since she had walked there. She passed by a road called Grimauld Place and as she passed house number eleven, she caught a glimpse of what she thought was a leg.

She paused a moment and took a step closer, but there was nothing there. With a shrug she continued to walk on heading to "The Leaky cauldron."

"'Mione… how did it go?" Neville said coming towards her and giving her a hug.

"Brutal Nev, the entire ministry is biased." Hermione said taking a seat across from him. Neville ordered them a couple of butter beers as she made herself comfortable. "Who says that I have to work for them anyway?"

"You do Hermione, it was your goal."

'Obviously, I've got to change my goals haven't I?" She took a swallow of her butter beer then slammed the bottle on to the table annoyed.

"So what are you going to do about it?"

"I'm going into Diagon alley, there are bound to be others looking for help. Perhaps Gringotts is hiring.

"Perhaps…" Neville started, "What would you do there?"

"I could help with the books… I'm good with numbers."

"That won't work…" Neville started, "You don't know Gringotts well I take it."

"I suppose not." Hermione said with a shake of her head.

"The goblins will not allow anyone near the books."

"I don't know… I will find something, you'll see." She said standing, "There is absolutely no time to waste."

"Well I'll come with you; it's not as if you know the area."

"Let's go then." Hermione walked over to the wall and waited for Neville to knock on the bricks to unlock the door.

Once they crossed the threshold, the two of them headed for a news stand. The Daily prophet had a picture of Harry potter on the cover looking up at everyone with scorn, then raising a hand to dismiss the photographers. The headline read, "Rejected by the boy who lived." The sub caption read, "The ministry's plan to woo our greatest hero since Dumbledore has failed."

"He's bloody mad." Hermione whispered. "I would die for one of those positions."

"Well I think the ministry did a lot to make him jaded." Neville stated taking the paper and looking to the back of it for employment ads. "Besides, the empire the Weesley twins began a few years back is now booming. George needs lots of help now that Fred is gone."

"That's it!" said with a start, "Weesleys wizarding wisbees… I can go there. They were really big in Beaubatonx…"

"Good luck… Fred and George were womanizers… and frankly with your look…"

"Shut up…" Hermione said pulling out a quill and a parchment containing her resume and addressed it to the company. "I have no intention of letting them see me, where is the owlery?" Neville just pointed not ever having seen her so alive as that moment.