Hello! Sorry it has taken so long, but I am a mother and college student. Anyway I forgot my disclaimer last time so here it is.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, only my set of Harry Potter books and movies and other various Harry Potter paraphernalia.

Ok, so here is the next installment! Reviews would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!

Something New for Miss Granger

That Morning

"Yes Dad, I promise I will be by to see you and mom tomorrow.

"Love you too, Dad.

"Bye."

The war had been over for several years now, six years to be exact. And lots of things had changed since then. She (unlike Harry and Ron) had gone back to Hogwarts to formally finish her schooling. Not many of her fellow seventh-year classmates did this, because the Ministry of Magic declared that all seventh-year students of Hogwarts earned their graduating without actually finishing. But some (like Hermione) did not find that adequate, and Headmistress McGonagall allowed those few to come back and finish their last year. She had also brought her parents back from Australia and gave them back their memories she had erased.

Most pure-blooded wizarding families had renounced their hatred of muggleborns and had took to donating to charities on a regular basis to help atone for their war crimes. The Ministry thought this sufficient enough and did not put any pure-blood in Azkaban who renounced their hatred (while submitted under Veritaserum and Occlumency, of course). Many deatheaters, however, had refused to renounce their hatred and only a few of them now remained outside the realm of Azkaban. This helped to 'reform' previous muggleborn haters, as they did not have the influence of those deatheaters around them.

So Hermione found her existence in her small apartment on one of the many alleys off of Diagon Alley to be almost boring. Yes, she had a quaint little one room, one bath, and one kitchen/dinning/living room apartment; and yes, she did have a nice desk job in the department working with charities and Creatures rights. But it lacked that magical quality that she use to associate to her life. She wanted something more.

The fireplace roared to life as she flipped through the newest packet of paperwork on a new werewolf charity that she was wholly behind. And thru the fireplace came a grumbling, fiery red-head. Ginny Potter brushed the soot off her short, green dress and fell on to the couch beside Hermione, and proceeded to sigh as loudly as possible to gain her best girl friend's attention. Hermione chuckled at the red-head's behavior.

"You look like you got into it again with Harry" Hermione said as she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the girl.

"No, I got into it with your lover boy." Ginny's composure had been slumped and agitated until now. As she said this however, a smirk played on her features and she straighten up as to see Hermione's reaction better.

Hermione growled, threw the papers down on the coffee table in front of her, stood up and rounded on the (sort of) innocent Weasley family member.

"Ronald is not my boyfriend, lover, husband, significant other, partner, or any other word you can think of to describe a relationship like that!"

Ginny just giggled and said "I know that Hermione, but try getting that through his thick skull."

The red-head stood up next to her best friend and started toward the kitchen while saying in a sing-song voice "I told you not to lead him on!"

Hermione followed the taller (slightly taller, that is, thank you very much) girl into the kitchen and sat at the table slouching as Ginny started some tea.

"What does he want now?'

"Same as usual."

"For the last time, I will not date him! Why can he get it through his silly little head! I like him like a brother, not a lover!"

"And his answer is, 'but you did during the war!'"

"Grr! Why can't he understand that I was seventeen and terrified that I could die at any given moment! Of course I was going to cling to the only thing that I thought was a constant! Of course I was going to try and have a relationship! I figured I might as well enjoy something like that before we were all killed by You-Know-Who!"

"And his retort would be 'why not Harry then?'"

"And mine would be, because I couldn't hurt Ginny like that."

"And his would 'but why can you hurt me like that?'"

This whole time Ginny had been twirling around the kitchen making tea and toast while trying not to laugh at an ever angering Hermione sitting in a tuff at the kitchen table. After that last question, Hermione huffed and plopped her head down on the table. A small "ouch" issued from underneath the mass of chocolate curls. Ginny couldn't hold it in any longer. The red-head doubled over in laughter. And an annoyed Hermione raised her head and was about to tell her off for laughing. However, the big red spot on the center of her forehead made Ginny laugh even harder. And Hermione slowly started to laugh right along with her. It felt pretty good to laugh after such an annoying conversation!

After the giggles subsided, Ginny brought the toast and tea over to her friend. And as she began to fix the toast, just the way Hermione liked it, she softly said "Look Hermione, the only way you are going to get him off your back is to find someone else-"

"WHAT!" Hermione interrupted. Ginny smirked again, with a knowing look in her eye.

"The outright refusal approach isn't working, and you know it! You're going to have to get out there and get yourself a man!" Hermione fiddled with her toast for a few minutes, hoping Ginny would forget that last suggestion.

"Hermione, you're a lovely woman! Most men are dying to ask you out on a date… but you're a little intimidating, being so smart and all…"

A small smirk played along Hermione's mouth as she stirred her three lumps of sugar in her tea.

Ginny sighed and swept all of Hermione's curls up on to her head in a messy bun, leaving several stubborn curls behind. "Look… I know that one boy in your department, Brady is it? He likes you quite a lot, I'm sure if you subtly flirted with him …. Well I'd fancy you'd have yourself a date tomorrow."

"Brady? You mean I-do-any-girl-I-please Brady? No way! … And besides, I already like someone…" Hermione quietly finished as she ate her toastand as Ginny finished messing with her willful locks.

"Perfect!" Ginny pulled her up with a smile and pulled her to the bathroom. "I'm assuming you work with him right?"

"Well, see the thing is –"

"Hmm, you'll need a new dress. I'm not letting you leave in that ghastly thing you think is an appropriate date dress." Ginny continued to walk around Hermione while pulling out different pieces of makeup out of a bag that wasn't there before.

"Ginny, I –"

"Ohh, this red lipstick will look perfect on you, and I think we need that new pencil skirt I bought you for your birthday, I guess I'll have to buy you something else now but it will look perfect, sexy and just right for work…" Ginny pulled out yet another bag that wasn't there before and began rummaging through it.

"Ginny, please, I have to tell you –"

"And this white ruffled top will look amazing…." Ginny kept on mumbling to herself as she put together a perfect outfit for Hermione.

Hermione sighed and slowly looked into the mirror on the wall in the bathroom barely big enough for them both to maneuver in. "Ginny!"

Ginny looked wide-eyed into the mirror at her best friend, "What? …" She looked down at all the things she had laid down on the counter. "Oh, Hermione, I'm sorry. I know this isn't your style and I got out of hand…. I love when I have an opportunity to dress you up, it's so much fun… and this seemed like a perfect opportunity with my arse of a brother and you liking someone and all…."

Ginny slowly started to put things away. "Ginny" Hermione grabbed her hands and the red-head looked up. A grin played on Hermione's face. "It's not that at all Ginny. I just have to tell you something…"

"What?"

"I do like this one guy at work…." Ginny smiled and slowly started getting her things back out. And Hermione finished with down cast eyes and a blush "And I also quite like his friend…"

Ginny almost dropped her makeup case and gasped up at Hermione. "Ohh Hermione Granger! What a daredevil you have become! Liking two guys at once, two best friends even! What a naughty girl!"

Ginny and Hermione were both giggling and blushing. "So which you are you going for?" Ginny prompted as she began applying makeup.

"That's just it…. I want to go for …"

"What was that? I didn't hear you?"

"I want to go for both!"

Ginny did drop her makeup that time. "Both? At the same time? Hermione! You're not that kind of girl!" Ginny sputtered around her words and around the bathroom as she began to reprimand Hermione.

"No Ginny, I want to date them together." Ginny looked up from her powders on the floor.

"You mean, as in like, a threesome?" Ginny's eyes glittered in confusion and something akin to arousal.

"Well, … yes I guess if you have to put in in such an embarrassing term…." Hermione began wringing her hands as Ginny smirked again.

"I only know of one set of boys that have been known to do that…" Ginny began applying makeup again.

"Yeah, that's them…." Hermione's blush was so bright it contended with her newly applied lipstick.

"Come on Hermione, I have to hear you say who they are!" Ginny waved her wand and Hermione was quickly out of her sweats and into the ruffled top and pencil skirt.

"Why? You know who I'm talking about?" Hermione whined as Ginny put the finishing touches to her eyes.

"Because I can't believe my assumption and want to hear those names out of your mouth and because I never thought I would ever hear them out of your mouth in such a context." Ginny fixed all the finishing touches and turned Hermione around to look in the mirror.

The brunette's jaw dropped at her reflection and after gaining her composure said, "I want to date both Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini."

Ginny smiled behind her. "That's what I thought you meant…"