Sweet November
Disclaimer: - I do not own the characters of Harry Potter, I also don't really own the plot of this, because it is loosly based off of a Keanu Reeves Film called Sweet November (See, I was even to lazy to change the name.
Summary - Ron bets Hermione that she couldn't relax and do nothing for a month. She gives it a try, but they both end up doing something very major.falling in love.
A/N: Where the hell is Order of Pheonix already!!!!!
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"Jessie!"
"Yes, Miss Granger"
"Where are the reports I asked you for, they should have been on my desk an hour ago!"
"Y..yes Miss Granger, Sorry, Miss Granger"
"That is quite alright Jessie, just, have them in here as soon as possible"
"Yes miss Granger"
Hermione sighed and rubbed her eyes, realising that she had been harsh to Jessie, her receptionist and assistant. The day had just been long, just as the day before, and the week before. Every day seemed to multiply in length lately.
So much work to do, but not enough time to do it in, that was Hermione's problem, when she had taken the promotion to head of Magical Education at the Ministry of magic, she had in no way thought it had all be this challenging.
But Hermione loved a challenge, She loved to take a problem and make it a solution, she loved the up lifting feeling that she would get when she would help some one, or work along side some one. Hermione loved to make a difference.
Hermione had dedicated her life in the Magic world to making a difference. To helping those who needed her help, even if it was something small and insignificant, such as helping one of her classmates with schoolwork. Hermione had also been by Harry's side when he defeated the dark lord. That had left her with the best feeling of Helpfulness, a feeling the she was going to continue through her life.
So Hermione had become a teacher, at Hogwarts, but it was soon that many members of the ministry of magic saw her potential, offering her a promotion to the head of Magical education. Hermione accepted, and now, at age 22, she was the youngest Head of Department the ministry had ever seen (and the most efficient)
But working hard did have its downfalls. Hermione never seemed to have any time for herself any more. She longed to just sit in her apartment (which she had hardly seen in the last few months) and just read a book. Hermione wanted to just go out with her friends (the ones she still had) and have a good time. It felt like forever since Hermione had seen Harry or Ron. But that was only because they had contrasting schedules.
Harry was a seeker of the Cannons, and involved in a lot of different organisations to help the victims of Voldemorts last attacks. When he wasn't playing Quidditch, he was practicing Quidditch, and when he wasn't practicing Quidditch, he was travelling around the Wizarding world, talking to victims and their families, helping in any way that he could. Harry felt obligated to each and every person that was affected by the dark lord,
Ron had a job at the ministry with Hermione, but she wasn't really sure that he actually did work. Every time that Hermione saw him, he was just bumming around, flirting with his secretary and making silly memos to send to people. But, they had not fired him yet, so she guessed that he actually did do a little bit of work on something.
The door to Hermione's office opened and a very rattled looking Jessie came in, placing a few folders of parchment onto her desk.
"I am sorry I snapped at you Jessie" Hermione told her, the young girl nodded and turned to leave the room. She got to the door and turned back.
"Your 1 o'clock lunch meeting is here, would you like me to send him in?" Jessie asked. Hermione stopped and thought for a few seconds, she didn't have a lunch date for today. Digging through the piles of paper on the desk and coming out with a date book, she looked it up.
"I don't have a lunch meeting today Jessie, I don't have any meetings today" Hermione replied, Jessie smiled.
"Maybe you forgot to write it down, Miss Granger." Jessie told her.
"Yes, Maybe" Hermione replied.
"So should I send him in?" Jessie asked.
"Yes.but first, who is he?" Hermione asked, Jessie laughed as she was pushed gently out of the way when a blur of red hair and blue robes bounded into the office.
"He is your devilishly handsome best friend" Ron announced as he sat on her desk. Hermione shook her head at him, smiling in spite herself.
"Ronald Weasley, since when have you been 'Devilishly Handsome'?" Hermione asked. Ron looked as though he was thinking hard, mumbling little things to himself ("Add one more year, Carry the 2.")
"I don't know, how old am I now" Ron grinned. Hermione slapped him on the arm.
"Are you coming to lunch?" He asked.
"Not today Ron" She replied sadly.
"Why not, what is more important that having lunch with your best friend?" He pouted.
"Are you blind?" She exclaimed, gesturing around all of the work that had to be done before she could go home that night.
"No, just illiterate.come to lunch, you know you want to" Ron tempted, Hermione sighed and stood, taking Ron by the arm with considerable strength, and escorting him to the door.
"I cant, I have work to do" Hermione said, throwing him back out into the hall and shutting the door. Just as Hermione turned around, there was a pop, and Ron apparated back into the room.
"You, me, lunch, NOW" Ron told her.
"You, away, me working, NOW" Hermione shot back and tried to walk around Ron so she could get back to her desk. Ron kept blocking her.
"Hermione, I am sorry, but you give me no choice." Ron began and then wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist, throwing her up over his shoulder.
"RONALD WEASLEY, PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT" Hermione yelled, Ron just laughed as he moved to the door of Hermione's office.
"Jessie, Miss Granger is on her lunch break" Ron told Jessie as they walked past her desk. Jessie laughed as Hermione kicked and punched, trying to get Ron to put her down.
"Very well, Mr Weasley"
And with that, Ron carried Hermione off down the hall.
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"I still cant believe you did that Ron, I am so embarrassed, did you see how many people were giving us weird looks, I have to work with these people!" Hermione ranted as Ron finally let her down at the door out side a local Wizards restraunt.
"What, and I don't have to work with these people?" Ron asked, still laughing.
"Would you stop laughing before I slap you Weasley!" Hermione told him, Ron just laughed a little more.
"You need to lighten up, you are so tense!" Ron said, moving behind her to massage her back. Hermione smiled, Ron gave really good massages, but she stepped away. That was a Ron Weasley diversion technique, he used it to make her forget just how angry she was at him.
"Stop, That is not going to work on me today, I am to pissed off at you!" Hermione explained, this time drawing glances from the other customers of the restraunt. Ron laughed at the shade of red that she just turned.
"But seriously Hermione" Ron began, as he pulled out a chair for Hermione "You need to relax a bit, take some time off and just chill"
"I cant Ron, and you know that I cant, I have to much stuff to get through"
"Hermione, when was the last time you had a holiday?" He asked seriously. Hermione sighed.
"I have never taken a holiday" She admitted.
"Exactly, Hermione, take a holiday, you have been working for the ministry for almost 4 years now, you are entitled to your holiday time" Ron told her.
"But you know that I can't take time." Hermione began, but Ron cut her off.
"Lets pretend that I don't know that shall we. I am a concerned friend just looking out for you, take a break before you have a mental, emotional and or physical breakdown!" He told her.
"But." Hermione started.
"I am probably wasting my breath though, because I know that you wouldn't be able to last a week with out going back to your anal-retentive, perfectionist self" Ron told her. Hermione sat there fuming, she hated it when people said that she couldn't do some thing.
"I so could go a week with out being that person" Hermione replied.
"I don't believe you" Ron smiled.
"I could go longer, 2 weeks even, maybe even a month!" Hermione shot back.
"I bet you couldn't! I bet you couldn't go a month with out coming to work or doing something work related" Ron told her.
"I so could!" She told him.
"Fine, put you money where your mouth is, I bet that you cant take a month off of work and move in with me, living my carefree and joyous lifestyle of doing nothing." Ron smiled, Hermione thought about it for a few second, he was not the type of person to back out of a dare or a bet.
"Well, then, you are on Weasley, I accept your bet!" Hermione smiled, extending her hand across the table. Ron shook it.
"So, what do I get when I win?" Ron smiled. Hermione laughed.
"What do I get when I win is the correct question!" She replied. Ron laughed.
"Ok, what does the winner get" Ron asked.
"If I win, you have to . spend all your spare time as my office assistant" Hermione told him.
"And if I win, I only want one thing" Ron started.
"Yes, and what is that?" Hermione asked
"Your body" Ron told her seriously. He held her gaze for a few seconds before bursting out laughing, Hermione threw her bread roll at him.
"You are a moron" she laughed.
"Well, I don't know what I want, but I will work it out.when I win" Ron smiled.
"Keep dreaming Weasley, it will never happen."
Disclaimer: - I do not own the characters of Harry Potter, I also don't really own the plot of this, because it is loosly based off of a Keanu Reeves Film called Sweet November (See, I was even to lazy to change the name.
Summary - Ron bets Hermione that she couldn't relax and do nothing for a month. She gives it a try, but they both end up doing something very major.falling in love.
A/N: Where the hell is Order of Pheonix already!!!!!
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"Jessie!"
"Yes, Miss Granger"
"Where are the reports I asked you for, they should have been on my desk an hour ago!"
"Y..yes Miss Granger, Sorry, Miss Granger"
"That is quite alright Jessie, just, have them in here as soon as possible"
"Yes miss Granger"
Hermione sighed and rubbed her eyes, realising that she had been harsh to Jessie, her receptionist and assistant. The day had just been long, just as the day before, and the week before. Every day seemed to multiply in length lately.
So much work to do, but not enough time to do it in, that was Hermione's problem, when she had taken the promotion to head of Magical Education at the Ministry of magic, she had in no way thought it had all be this challenging.
But Hermione loved a challenge, She loved to take a problem and make it a solution, she loved the up lifting feeling that she would get when she would help some one, or work along side some one. Hermione loved to make a difference.
Hermione had dedicated her life in the Magic world to making a difference. To helping those who needed her help, even if it was something small and insignificant, such as helping one of her classmates with schoolwork. Hermione had also been by Harry's side when he defeated the dark lord. That had left her with the best feeling of Helpfulness, a feeling the she was going to continue through her life.
So Hermione had become a teacher, at Hogwarts, but it was soon that many members of the ministry of magic saw her potential, offering her a promotion to the head of Magical education. Hermione accepted, and now, at age 22, she was the youngest Head of Department the ministry had ever seen (and the most efficient)
But working hard did have its downfalls. Hermione never seemed to have any time for herself any more. She longed to just sit in her apartment (which she had hardly seen in the last few months) and just read a book. Hermione wanted to just go out with her friends (the ones she still had) and have a good time. It felt like forever since Hermione had seen Harry or Ron. But that was only because they had contrasting schedules.
Harry was a seeker of the Cannons, and involved in a lot of different organisations to help the victims of Voldemorts last attacks. When he wasn't playing Quidditch, he was practicing Quidditch, and when he wasn't practicing Quidditch, he was travelling around the Wizarding world, talking to victims and their families, helping in any way that he could. Harry felt obligated to each and every person that was affected by the dark lord,
Ron had a job at the ministry with Hermione, but she wasn't really sure that he actually did work. Every time that Hermione saw him, he was just bumming around, flirting with his secretary and making silly memos to send to people. But, they had not fired him yet, so she guessed that he actually did do a little bit of work on something.
The door to Hermione's office opened and a very rattled looking Jessie came in, placing a few folders of parchment onto her desk.
"I am sorry I snapped at you Jessie" Hermione told her, the young girl nodded and turned to leave the room. She got to the door and turned back.
"Your 1 o'clock lunch meeting is here, would you like me to send him in?" Jessie asked. Hermione stopped and thought for a few seconds, she didn't have a lunch date for today. Digging through the piles of paper on the desk and coming out with a date book, she looked it up.
"I don't have a lunch meeting today Jessie, I don't have any meetings today" Hermione replied, Jessie smiled.
"Maybe you forgot to write it down, Miss Granger." Jessie told her.
"Yes, Maybe" Hermione replied.
"So should I send him in?" Jessie asked.
"Yes.but first, who is he?" Hermione asked, Jessie laughed as she was pushed gently out of the way when a blur of red hair and blue robes bounded into the office.
"He is your devilishly handsome best friend" Ron announced as he sat on her desk. Hermione shook her head at him, smiling in spite herself.
"Ronald Weasley, since when have you been 'Devilishly Handsome'?" Hermione asked. Ron looked as though he was thinking hard, mumbling little things to himself ("Add one more year, Carry the 2.")
"I don't know, how old am I now" Ron grinned. Hermione slapped him on the arm.
"Are you coming to lunch?" He asked.
"Not today Ron" She replied sadly.
"Why not, what is more important that having lunch with your best friend?" He pouted.
"Are you blind?" She exclaimed, gesturing around all of the work that had to be done before she could go home that night.
"No, just illiterate.come to lunch, you know you want to" Ron tempted, Hermione sighed and stood, taking Ron by the arm with considerable strength, and escorting him to the door.
"I cant, I have work to do" Hermione said, throwing him back out into the hall and shutting the door. Just as Hermione turned around, there was a pop, and Ron apparated back into the room.
"You, me, lunch, NOW" Ron told her.
"You, away, me working, NOW" Hermione shot back and tried to walk around Ron so she could get back to her desk. Ron kept blocking her.
"Hermione, I am sorry, but you give me no choice." Ron began and then wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist, throwing her up over his shoulder.
"RONALD WEASLEY, PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT" Hermione yelled, Ron just laughed as he moved to the door of Hermione's office.
"Jessie, Miss Granger is on her lunch break" Ron told Jessie as they walked past her desk. Jessie laughed as Hermione kicked and punched, trying to get Ron to put her down.
"Very well, Mr Weasley"
And with that, Ron carried Hermione off down the hall.
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"I still cant believe you did that Ron, I am so embarrassed, did you see how many people were giving us weird looks, I have to work with these people!" Hermione ranted as Ron finally let her down at the door out side a local Wizards restraunt.
"What, and I don't have to work with these people?" Ron asked, still laughing.
"Would you stop laughing before I slap you Weasley!" Hermione told him, Ron just laughed a little more.
"You need to lighten up, you are so tense!" Ron said, moving behind her to massage her back. Hermione smiled, Ron gave really good massages, but she stepped away. That was a Ron Weasley diversion technique, he used it to make her forget just how angry she was at him.
"Stop, That is not going to work on me today, I am to pissed off at you!" Hermione explained, this time drawing glances from the other customers of the restraunt. Ron laughed at the shade of red that she just turned.
"But seriously Hermione" Ron began, as he pulled out a chair for Hermione "You need to relax a bit, take some time off and just chill"
"I cant Ron, and you know that I cant, I have to much stuff to get through"
"Hermione, when was the last time you had a holiday?" He asked seriously. Hermione sighed.
"I have never taken a holiday" She admitted.
"Exactly, Hermione, take a holiday, you have been working for the ministry for almost 4 years now, you are entitled to your holiday time" Ron told her.
"But you know that I can't take time." Hermione began, but Ron cut her off.
"Lets pretend that I don't know that shall we. I am a concerned friend just looking out for you, take a break before you have a mental, emotional and or physical breakdown!" He told her.
"But." Hermione started.
"I am probably wasting my breath though, because I know that you wouldn't be able to last a week with out going back to your anal-retentive, perfectionist self" Ron told her. Hermione sat there fuming, she hated it when people said that she couldn't do some thing.
"I so could go a week with out being that person" Hermione replied.
"I don't believe you" Ron smiled.
"I could go longer, 2 weeks even, maybe even a month!" Hermione shot back.
"I bet you couldn't! I bet you couldn't go a month with out coming to work or doing something work related" Ron told her.
"I so could!" She told him.
"Fine, put you money where your mouth is, I bet that you cant take a month off of work and move in with me, living my carefree and joyous lifestyle of doing nothing." Ron smiled, Hermione thought about it for a few second, he was not the type of person to back out of a dare or a bet.
"Well, then, you are on Weasley, I accept your bet!" Hermione smiled, extending her hand across the table. Ron shook it.
"So, what do I get when I win?" Ron smiled. Hermione laughed.
"What do I get when I win is the correct question!" She replied. Ron laughed.
"Ok, what does the winner get" Ron asked.
"If I win, you have to . spend all your spare time as my office assistant" Hermione told him.
"And if I win, I only want one thing" Ron started.
"Yes, and what is that?" Hermione asked
"Your body" Ron told her seriously. He held her gaze for a few seconds before bursting out laughing, Hermione threw her bread roll at him.
"You are a moron" she laughed.
"Well, I don't know what I want, but I will work it out.when I win" Ron smiled.
"Keep dreaming Weasley, it will never happen."