Chapter 2: What?
Today was Hermione's first day of work, and she was a little embarrassed. She would be spending her day stocking shelves of Instant Swamps, U-No-Poo, and dungbombs. When she arrived, she was greeted by George Weasly, who was laughing.
"So, the mature Hermione Granger is need of a job!" he chortled.
"Shut up..." Hermione replied with a glare.
"Oh, is our new employee here?" Fred yelled from the back room.
"Yeah, and she's a bit miffed," George yelled back. "So, today, you'll be handling the dungbombs and the Instant swamps. Now, Instant Swamps go over by the Invisible Hats, and the dungbombs can go over by those fake wands."
Just then, another girl walked in. "Oi! Opal! Over here!" George cried. "Hermione, this is your new, and only, colleague, Opal Greensmith. She is now your manager!"
"WHAT!" Hermione thought. Opal must have been at least 3 years younger than Hermione, and had curly orange hair that stuck out in all directions. She had green eyes, and a rather large nose that had a small pimple on it. Looking at her clothes, and her reaction to George's announcement of her promotion, she was exceedingly immature. The thought of working under her made Hermione shudder.
George soon left to help Fred, and Hermione and Opal were alone. "So," Opal started, "we'll start moving those dungbombs. Grab a case, Hermonie."
"It's Hermione," she said quietly.
"Let's get a move on!" Hermione sighed and grabbed a case.