Own Nothing,
Four.
She read the letter and read it again. Cursing herself as she read it a fourth time. She walked around her room in her underwear, shaking her hair out. Every time she turned to look back at her bed, she would glare at the letter on her bed. She was not happy one bit, she hated that letter. That letter from the ministry.
The one that was ordering her to...
"Mum! Mr. Jackson is here!" She heard Teddy shout up the stairs. He heard his mom cursed, thumping around in her room.
"Crap." He heard her curse again. She threw her head out of the door. "Teddy, what is Alan wearing?" He glanced over to Mr. Jackson across from him.
"Mum, you're not even dressed yet?" He yelled back, shrugging in apology to Alan.
"We got time." Alan shrugged back. "You can tell her nothing fancy."
"Just jeans and a t-shirt." Teddy shouted up the stairs, hearing her thump around again.
They waited at the bottom of the stairs, when she finally came down ten minutes later." Mum." Teddy began.
"What?" She looked at him, brushing her hair down.
"Shirts inside out, and you need shoes." He smiled, glancing up at Alan.
She looked down and groaned. "Crap." She ran back up stairs, as the the two of them laughed. She came back down five minutes later with a new shirt, the right way and shoes on.
"Okay. we can go." She smiled, kissing Teddy on his forehead. "Money's on the counter for Pizza. I want homework done and on the table. Be asleep when I get home."
Alan led her to the door, grabbing her coat, they left the house. He led her to his car across the street, opening the door. "What a gentlemen." She laughed, as he got into the driver seat. "So where we going?" As he pulled out.
"It's surprise." He smiled, driving into town.
"Aww no, not another pizza joint?" She joked.
"You don't want Pizza, damn." He joked, winking at her, "I was craving it all day."
"No really, where are we going?" She asked again.
"Somewhere special." He pulled into a small restaurant, tucked into a corner of the street.
"What is this place?" She asked, as they walked to the door. They opened it and it was a nice, Italian restaurant. "Wow."
"It's owned by a friend's cousin, they're not really opened for the public yet. But they made an exception."
"Oh, you're pretty special aren't you?" She joked, as they were led to a table near the back, under lights.
"Nope, you are." He smiled and ordered a bottle of wine and bread sticks. "Tonight is getting to know everything about you that you wouldn't tell others."
"Nosy, aren't you?" She laughed, blushing, glad for the dimmed lights.
"Just curious."
"Curiosity killed the cat." She quoted, taking a sip of wine.
"No, stupidity framed him." He joked, taking a drink from his glass.
"I think Alan, that this is going to be a great night." Hermione smiled, leaning her elbow on the table and leaning on her hand.
"I think it's going to be wonderful." He smiled back, giving her a playful wink, causing her to laugh.