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"Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Wood and all of us here at the Daily Prophet thank you. You will be getting the early issue in the owls soon. My assistant Brooke will lead you to the studio for your photo shoot," said Hermione in a business tone and out of habit she held out her hand. Oliver looked at it and took her hand and placed a chaste kiss on her fingertips. Hermione pulled her hand out of his grasp and glared at him. Oliver looked up at her and smirked. He put his sun glasses back on and walked out of her office. Hermione held her hand that Oliver had kissed as if there was a gaping wound that blood was flowing from it and glared at the door that Oliver had walked out of.
"Hermione are you listening?" asked Gilbert. Hermione looked away from her coffee, remembering she was with someone.
"Sorry Gilbert zoned out there for a minute," said Hermione. Gilbert nodded and continued on with his ramblings of his workday. Hermione zoned out his voice again as she had the last ten minutes. Hermione thought about the idiotic bastard that had the gall to kiss her hand. Oliver Wood, he hasn't changed much in the last couple of years. Still charming, but stupid. She sighed, no need to get caught up in the past. Hermione sighed and looked at Gilbert. Gilbert had a smile on his face and his eyeglasses reflected the dim candle lights in the coffee shop.
"Gilbert, I'm sorry to cut this short, but I'm not feeling well," said Hermione and she got up. Gilbert stood up in alarm.
"Are you feeling ill?" he asked as he reached for Hermione's forehead. Hermione pulled away.
"No I'm just tired and I think I'm going to retire to my home," she said.
"Would you like me to accompany you?" Gilbert asked excitedly. Hermione shook her head frantically. Last thing she needed was Gilbert knowing where she lived, because Merlin knew what could happen.
"It's quite alright, but here's the money, bye Gilbert," Hermione said as she walked hurriedly out of the coffee shop. Hermione walked into a dark alley and apparated home.
"Ginny! I'm home!" she yelled as she apparated to her house.
"In the kitchen 'Mione," she heard Ginny say. Hermione threw her keys onto the counter and walked to the kitchen. Ginny stood over a pot on the stove, her face frustrated and her red hair falling out of her ponytail.
"What are you doing Ginny?" asked Hermione in amusement.
"I'm trying to cook Harry dinner. He's coming over tonight for dinner," said Ginny. Hermione tried to hide her laughter as she saw Ginny pour in a whole bottle of noodles into the empty pot.
"Ginny first of all there has to be boiling water too cook these noodles," said Ginny as she walked over to help Ginny. Ginny watched as Hermione helped with the noodles.
"I am such a failure. I can't even cook for Harry," groaned Ginny as she started to cry. Hermione looked away from the pot to see Ginny with her head in her hands. Hermione walked towards Ginny and kneeled in front of her.
"Ginny Weasley, you are not a failure. Harry won't bloody care if you can't cook. The man bloody loves you to much. Even if you were to grow a beard and begin calling yourself the bloody bearded lady, the man would still love you," said Hermione. Ginny looked at Hermione.
"It's just so frustrating that I can't even cook," she said.
"Practice makes perfect. Now come on let's practice," Hermione told Ginny kindly. Ginny wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Thanks 'Mione," said Ginny. Hermione shrugged and patted her leg as she got up and walked towards the stove.
"What's the occasion anyways?" asked Hermione. Ginny muttered something inaudible.
"I'm sorry I didn't catch that," said Hermione.
"I'm pregnant," said Ginny. Hermione dropped the spoon she was holding and gaped at Ginny.
"Your bloody kidding right?" asked Hermione. Ginny shook her head.
"OH MERLIN!" she squealed and she ran towards Ginny engulfing her in a hug.
"You mean you're not angry?" asked Ginny. Hermione pulled away looking at Ginny incredulously.
"Why would in Merlin's name would I be mad?" asked Hermione. Ginny gave a sigh of relief and hugged her back.
"Thanks Hermione," she said and the girls looked at each other.
"You are going to be a mom," beamed Hermione.
"I know," said Ginny and they started to squeal and jump around.
"Now let's finish ," Hermione said, " and get you cleaned up." Ginny nodded and they set to work. They finished just in time as they heard the doorbell ring. Ginny looked at Hermione.
"Good luck," said Hermione and she pushed Ginny towards the door. Hermione smiled fondly as she saw Ginny open the door and greet Harry. Hermione walked away to give them their privacy and walked to her room for another night with Crookshanks and her new book. Hermione sighed, yes another lonely night as she opened her door.
Hermione awoke to her alarm clock and she sighed. It was a Saturday and she didn't want to get out of bed. There was a knock on her door and she groaned.
"Come in," Hermione called out and Ginny ran into her room with the biggest smile on her face.
"Hermione he asked me to marry him!" squealed Ginny. Hermione got up quickly and looked at Ginny's hand.
"Oh my god!" she said. Ginny nodded and on her hand there was a simple yet elegant pink diamond ring. Hermione felt a jab of jealously for her friend's fortune of being blissfully happy.
"I'm so happy for you Ginny," said Hermione as she hugged Ginny.
"Thanks Hermione and I just want to ask you will you be my bride's maid of honor?" asked Ginny. Hermione eyes started to water and so did Ginny's.
"Yes of course," Hermione said, " and we are going out to celebrate."
Hermione and Ginny just spent the day walking around muggle London and shopping. They were headed home when Ginny stopped in front of the door.
"What's wrong Ginny?" asked Hermione. Ginny moved aside and Hermione saw a rose and note with her name taped to the door. Hermione frowned and reached for the note and note walking into their apartment with Ginny trailing behind. Hermione started to read the note and her face became red with a strong emotion of anger.
Dear Hermione,
You haven't changed a bit and my feelings for you haven't either. I wanted to apologize in person of the things I have done to you. In the past I was young and restless. Seeing you again was a slap in the face for me. I just want to make things right. Like I had said in the interview. I wish I could turn back time and take it all back, but it's not possible. And like you had said move forward and try again. Let me apologize in person at the Wizard Mont Restaurant tomorrow at three o'clock pm.
Let me try again,
Oliver Wood
Hermione glared at the note in her hands that she had found taped to the door with a rose. Ginny read the note over her shoulder and looked at her furious friend. Hermione crumpled the note and ripped it. Crushing the rose petals she dumped it in the trashcan. How dare he think that his pathetic apology will make a difference? I'll show him. Hermione started to smirk. Yes, I'll go tomorrow and show him what he's been missing.
"Hermione you aren't seriously thinking of going ?" asked Ginny. Hermione turned to Ginny and smirked.
"Yes," Hermione said.
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CHAPTER TEASER
Hermione smiled satisfied with her appearance, she was dressed to kill. Hermione turned to Ginny and smirked.
"Go get him," said Ginny. Hermione nodded.
"Oh don't worry. He won't know what hit him," Hermione said.