Café con Amor

Chapter 1 : A Day in the Life of Hermione Granger

It's the perfect day,

Tomorrow's gonna come too soon

I could stay, forever as I am

On this perfect day...

Perfect Day by Hoku

She was walking - no - skipping through a field of gorgeous tulips of a million

colors. As she bends down to take in the glorious scent of a tulip she hears her name being called in the distance, it sounds so far away but when she looks up standing right in front of her is none other than...

"Prince William" she says astonished yet extremely excited.

"Hermione" he says again, she smiles at the way he says her name. "Hermione, Hermione" he repeats.

"Er, yes that is my name" she says getting a little confused. He must really like her name.

"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione" this time louder than usual. "Hermione, Hermione, HERMIONE!!!"

"AHHHHH!!!!!" she screams her eyes wide in shock.

"Come on Hermione hurry up if you don't want to be late!" a voice said, coming from her best friend hovering over her head.

"What time is it!" Hermione cried shooting up and looking frantically at her clock which read 8:30 a.m. "Shit," she muttered jumping out of her bed and searching for her jeans under the bed.

"Since when do you curse?" the girl asked peeking through the door while munching on a piece of burnt toast.

"Since you made me late for my first day on the job!" she said pulling on her black pointy toed heels and rushing towards the mirror putting up her now straight brown hair into a pony tail.

"We're not going to be late." she said calmly, watching Hermione rush in amusement.

"We have half an hour, the lady clearly stated 9:00!!!" she yelled grabbing her jacket and purse out of the closet before heading out the door.

"What about breakfast?" Hermione stopped abruptly turned around, yanked the piece of toast out of her best friends mouth and yelled "Lets gooooo!!!" before running out the door. She rolled her eyes and grabbed her jacket off the couch before chasing after her.

"Why are we going through the old portal?"

"Oh stop whining Charlotte, we're late and it's the quickest way to get there!" Hermione rolled her eyes while walking across the street and heading behind an old shoe factory where she found a little old park with a slide and a couple of tire swings.

"Come on" she signaled. "This is it, Directuportamodo" she read, old cursive writing imprinted on the old tire swing. She took a deep breath, slipped her slender body through the tire, and began to swing.

"Remind me why we couldn't apparate or floo?" Charlotte asked watching Hermione beat her legs as she went higher and higher.

"Because these are hundred dollar shoes that weren't meant to get dirty with chimney ashes, and you know how I feel about apparating!" she cried as she beat her legs even faster before yelling "DIRECTUPORTAMODO". There was a tiny pop and she was gone.

"I'm getting too old for this." Charlotte whined pulling herself into the swing and following Hermione's actions. A tiny pop was heard and soon enough she felt a hard yank on her body and she was flying extremely fast for about 15 seconds before landing on the ground...if you want to call Hermione the ground.

"Get off of me! We have 5 minutes left come on hurry up!" Hermione yelled pulling Charlotte and herself off the ground and running past a bunch of wizards and witches down the street.

"Hermione wait!" she cried reaching for her arm to stop her but failing miserably. "HERMIONE STOP!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. Hermione stopped and turned around freakishly before grabbing her by the shoulders and yelling "What Charlotte what is it!!!". Charlotte stared hard into her face and without looking away pointed her finger at the building they were standing next to. "We're here." Hermione stopped and stared at the building for about a minute before muttering a small "Oh" and hurriedly yanked the glass door open walking quickly towards the nearest elevator, Charlotte trailing behind her. At last they reached their destination at the 5th floor and walked up to the secretary to check in.

"Excuse me, um hi my name is Herm-"

"Hermione Granger and Charlotte Brasfield down the hall 3rd door to the left, copy room" the secretary interrupted not looking up, apparently being extremely concentrated on her nail filing.

"Er, thanks" Hermione replied eyeing the snobby looking secretary before walking down the hall dodging men and women whose faces were hidden behind their mile high paper stacks they were carrying.

"Copy room?" Charlotte asked leaning in and whispering in Hermione's ear. Hermione shrugged and stopped in front of the wooden door with the glass window that read Copy Room. She pulled on the gold handle and walked into the room full of odd looking machines which were spitting out papers with the same black printing on every page. Before either of them could question if they were in the wrong room a short chubby lady with small round spectacles walked in and handed each of the girls a stack of folders.

"I want 150 copies of each file, understood?" she barked before starting towards the door.

"Wait, er I think we're in the wrong room. See when I called in for my interview they said it was an office work type job." Hermione said confusedly.

"And that's exactly what you got, there's more paper behind the machine in the far right corner." the lady said before slamming the door shut, grunting something about kids these days.

"Hermione, what are these things?" Charlotte asked curiously pointing to the copy machines.

"I think they're copy machines, but why on earth would they want copy machines in the wizarding world if we could just magic more copies?" Hermione wondered looking at the stack of brown folders in her arms.

"Well I don't know but lets just do what she said, I'm not going to get yelled at by that chubby lady again." Charlotte whined nodding towards the door from where the lady had come through.

"Alright well," Hermione started setting the stack of folders on one of the machines. "I think you put a paper through here and press, this button?" she wondered fearful of what would happen next, she had never worked with copy machines before and was afraid it would self destruct any moment now. The paper went through and soon enough multiple copies came out through the slit making a smooth humming nosie.

"Wow, that was easy. Let me try!" Charlotte jumped up excitedly and grabbed one of her folders placing the paper in a different machine. Hermione continued the same process for about 2 minutes before she heard a loud shriek come form the other side of the room.

"Hermione!!! What is it doing!!!" Charlotte cried out fearfully pointing at the copy machine that was now spitting out shredded pieces of paper.

"No! Charlotte you put the paper in the shredder slit instead of the copying slit!" Hermione cried in horror hoping she could stop the machine. Unfortunately instead of hitting the abort button she hit the button making the papers fly out faster.

For about 10 minutes the scene in this chaotic room was Hermione pressing every button in sight hoping the machine would stop and Charlotte trying to collect the papers that were flying all over the room. Of course Charlotte being as clumsy as she was slipped on a pile of papers on the ground and fell back knocking over her huge stack of folders to the ground. Trying to pick herself up she reached for the top of a machine for support and accidently hit a button starting up that machine and having it spit papers out all over. Hermione soon gave up and plopped down on the ground, her legs spread out and her hair all ruffled and messy. She sighed blowing a piece of hair out of her face just to have it fall back down. The girls took one glance at each other and soon burst out laughing.....papers still flying all over the place.

"What a way to start off our first day on the job huh." Hermione said chuckling to herself as she laid on the sea of white papers.

7 and ½ years later

"Good morning Harriet, any messages for me?"

"No Ms. Granger, here's the mocha latte you requested" the secretary said giving the biggest fake smile Hermione had ever seen. She felt like smacking it off her face.

"Thank you" she said grabbing her coffee and heading down the hall and turning left, in front of her was a large wooden door with a glass window that read,

Hermione Granger

Head Executive

She smiled and pulled on the gold handle into a large office. The two side walls were basically shelves of books, books, and more books. There was a gigantic window looking out unto the city. Hermione started towards her cherry wood desk before the huge leather black arm chair behind it swirled around

"Charlotte you git what are you doing in my office?" Hermione said playfully pushing her friend out of her chair and plopping down into it.

"Came to drop this off" she said reaching into her coat pocket and placing a gold rectangle on Hermione's desk reading Hermione Granger, Head Executive . She looked at it and shook her head, chuckling to herself

"You did it Mione, you're head executive of the photo shoot industry, ya pulled it off."Charlotte said sitting down in an arm chair across from Hermione.

"We pulled it off." Hermione said. Charlotte smiled, "Well," she said getting up and heading for the door "I'm gonna pick me up some breakfast, want anything?"

"Nah, I'm good" she signaled towards her steaming coffee sitting on its' coaster. Charlotte nodded "Alright then, be back in a bit" she said shutting the door.

Hermione looked around, searching to find if something needed to be done. She opened her drawer and found a green folder with a couple of papers that she needed copies of. She was about to call Harriet on the intercom but stopped herself and figured she'd just do it.

She started down the hall and opened the door to the copy room. She smiled to the sound of the smooth humming noise coming from the other machines. She pressed the correct button and after about 5 minutes she was done. As she was exiting the room she turned back and stared at the machine in the far right. It was old and was going slower than the rest of the machines.

"Try this button" Charlotte cried pressing it.

"No Charlotte NOOO!!!"

She chuckled and closed the door behind her.

"Ms.Granger," came the raspy voice through the intercom"Mr.Whitaker is on line one."

"Thank you Harriet" she replied and picked up the phone

"Sugar plum?"

"Luke! I told you to stop calling me that!"She scolded feeling her cheeks get warmer by the second.

"What are you doing for lunch? I thought we could possibly go out to that new Italian place on the corner of Cherry street and Afiano street I know how much you love Italian

food." He said hiding the fact that he was trying to convince her to get out of the office. He was always taking her out for lunch.

"Well, alright then." She said hoping he hadn't caught the hesitation in her voice.

"It's 12:46 right now so how 'bout I pick you up around say 1:15?"

"That's fine, I have to make a couple calls anyway."

"Alright all see you then, Sugar Plum." she cringed as she hung up the phone. She loved her fiancé, really she did. She just....really despised nick names. She swivelled around in her chair and faced out towards the window. She had accomplished so much over the past few years. She finally had everything she ever wanted, a career, fiancé, and happiness. She was happy...............wasn't she?


a/n :new story, new plot, hope ya like it. Reviews are wanted & enjoyed.