A/N: Hermione has an important job interview.

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"Well, F*ck..." A Competition: Hermione Granger - Today, a revolving door got the better of me. I made it into the crowded lobby, unlike my skirt. Bad day to wear a thong.

Hermione rushed through the crowded streets of London, her brown hair bushier than ever as the blustery wind blew through it. It had taken her months to get this interview at one of the biggest publishing companies in Britain, and her alarm clock decided that this morning, it would run out of batteries.

Now if this had been in the Wizarding World, she would have simply apparated, but unfortunately that was not the case, and now, she was late, later than she had ever been, for one of the biggest days of her life.

Finally, she reached the front door of the building, one of the biggest in the city. Staring into the glass, she took a deep breath as she righted her hair, skirt suit and handbag. Now, was the moment of truth.

With a bright smile on her face, she strutted towards the revolving door. However, with the constant sea of people going in and out, she had gotten trapped, following the current.

"Help! Help!" she cried, slowly getting dizzy with every turn, but the Muggles were simply too busy, taking into their headsets as they continued about their day.

Then she jumped at the right moment, landing in the lobby with a bright smile as she checked herself. Her hair was still fine, her handbag was under her arm and her skirt suit was-

"Ahhh!" she cried, as she looked back to see her grey skirt spinning around in the door, leaving her own arse bare for everyone to see.

She moved her handbag to cover her body as she ran back into the door, grabbing her skirt before running out onto the street and into an alley to apparate away.

Ron had been getting ready for work when a loud pop caused him to jump. His wife appeared in the bedroom, her face pale and her lower half bare as she threw herself face-first onto their bed, her skirt clutched in her hand.

He cleared his throat and asked, "So, how did the interview go?"

She groaned before she said, "I'm never wearing thongs again."