Chapter two- Same shit different day
'I have managed to take care of almost everything, I even have a lead on a job, doing what I swore I would never do again. Teaching. After my one year of teaching I know why Snape was a cross as he was all of the time. Students are so awful, it seems like so many of them just don't care. Mom is thrilled about the job prospect. It gives me plenty of time to spend with the kids and has all the benefits that a good job should have, or so she says. I have neglected to tell her the job is at Hogwarts. It seems that Flitwick left last year and they were unable to find a replacement, so they have been subbing the class themselves. My concentration in college had been transfiguration, but I am only a few hours short of the Charms degree. I just don't know if Dumbledore will over look the missing classes and let me take them over the summer or what. That is what I am waiting for. That and the ministry. I'm really glad Draco doesn't work in the education department.'
"Hermione, the baby needs changing!" Hermione got up and changed the fifth diaper of the day. She had managed to get Her oldest enrolled in school. She wasn't bothering with magic school yet, she hadn't needed it after all. The other two were too young for anything but a daycare. She wouldn't be able to get them into one of them until she found a job. It was the first of the month, Draco was suppose to be sending her some money so she didn't have to live off of her mom and dad. It hadn't arrived and if she didn't get in touch with him at the ministry she wouldn't be able to. He hadn't informed her of where he was staying or how to get in touch with him. What if there was an emergency, she had no way of letting him know if the children got hurt or anything. He was too busy havins sex to think about his children. 'What a Dad' Hermione's stomach dropped at the thought of him in bed with another woman. She knew that was what was going on, of course her dad was into the idea of him being gay.
"He's a pouf Hermione, face it. Anyone that would leave you, after the way that you treated him, He never had to worry about anything except work. You cooked, cleaned, paid the bills, took care of the kids, and I heard you guys in the next room when you would visit, you took care of him as well."
"Dad don't talk like that, I'm suppose to be you sweet little girl."
"You are, but you were also an excellent wife, and he is an idiot for not seeing it. He will come to his senses one day, I just hope you know better than to go back."
"I do." 'Do I really?'
Well it was almost closing time and there was no word from Draco. Hermione threw some powder in the floo. "Ministry, Malfoy" Draco's head popped into the flames. "Draco where is the money?"
"My paycheck was messed up, I only got five sickles and a few knuts."
"I don't believe you."
"I'm sorry, but I don't have any money."
"That's a nice new shirt Draco where did it come from?"
"It was on sale and I was running out of work clothes, anyway I bought this last weekend in Thailand, not today."
"Why were you in Thailand? How is it you have money tp make these trips and buy clothes but you can't give anything to your children?"
"I didn't get enough money, I will send you some as soon as I can." Hermione closed the connection without saying goodbye. She was going to have to do something to get the money. She couldn't live with no money and even if she got the job it would be a month before she got paid. She needed to buy groceries and school supplies. She stood a few feet away from the fire when she heard wings beating on the window. She walked over to see one of the school owls waiting on her. She opened it up and the owl dropped an official looking parchment on the table and waited. She slowly opened it rolling it out flat.
Dear Hermione,
I was delighted to hear from our friends at the ministry that you are looking for a job. I would like to unofficially meet with you tomorrow around 3:00, owl me back and let me know if that is alright.
Thanks,
Albus Dumbledore
