A/N: Rita and Hermione have lunch together. slight femmeslash - Rita/Hermione drabble.

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The incessant ticking of the clock near the exit met Hermione's ear as she sat across from her lunch date. This wasn't her idea of a good time, having a "pleasant" meal with a woman she had hated from the day they first met. However, her job required her interface with a representative from the Daily Prophet. It was just her luck that today, they would send her.

"Come now, Hermione," the woman cooed, her pointed pink nails matching garishly with the fluffy, acid green cuffs of her dress. "We can be civilized adults in this matter, right? All the animosity between us doesn't have to impede our work." She picked up her teacup and saucer and brought the porcelain to her lips. She took a sip before she added, "And then we can go back to hating each other."

Hermione's brow furrowed, annoyed that the Skeeter woman had made a very good point. Letting her feelings get in the way of her performance was very unprofessional, and a bit childish.

She sighed before she too picked up her teacup and said, "Alright then, Skeeter."

A wide smile stretched across the woman's face as she reached for Hermione's hand, her fingers delicately stroking the younger girl's smooth skin. "Please, call me Rita," she said, her eyes locking with Hermione's before she gave her a wink.

Hermione snatched hand back as if scalded, her cheeks turning red as Skeeter let out a tiny laugh. This was going to be a long lunch.