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Title: Benefits of the Wizternet

Summary: Hermione Granger is 23 years old, she has a great career, and is very sucessful in every thing she does. Except for the one thing that she is yearning for, love. Draco is 24 years old, has a fantastic career as well. Yet, he is tired of being a "player" and wishes to persue to find love and settle down. The both of them get Wizternet and start chatting. Chaos insues. It's tons of fun. Post war!! Light won!

Chapter 1: Into the Chat Room

Hermione Granger woke from her restful slumber. She stretched and hit the alarm clock. She rose form he bed and walked into the hall of her modest apartment complex in London. Hermione went to her bathroom to wash up and get ready for work. As she stripped, she took in her surroundings. Black marble tiles covered the floors and walls, even the sinks were black marble, the towels and rugs were burgundy. She opended the closet and looked through the various soaps, shampoos, srubs, and hair care products. Maybe in her younger years she did not care how she appeared, but now she did. Hermione was in no way vain and would never dream of becoming so.

She sliped into the shower after selecting a few products and washed letting the scalding water refresh her body and mind. Hermione grabbed some Dove Shampoo and squirted it into her palm. She massaged it into her scalp and rinsed. She turned the water off and grabbed a towel for her body and walked back to her bedroom and into the closet. Hermione laid out a pair of jeans, a black tank top, her undergarments, and a pair of socks. She looked at the garments, pondering if she should wear them. She then slipped them on and wrapped the towel aroung her head.

Meew. Meew. Hermione looked at the door and laughed as she saw the little grey kitten try to invade her room. She opened the door and walked to the kitchen. She pulled a few things out of the cabinets and refrigerator. Hermione pulled out two bagels and put the rest back into the pile of stuff she pulled out. She then poured some milk into the kitten's water bowl and food into the other. She made coffee for herself and fed the barn owl. Back into the bathroom, she went and pulled off the towel and put it into the dirty laundry bin with her disguarded nightgown. Hermione rubbed some frizzease into her hair and pulled out her hairdryer. She dried her hair and put it half up, half down. She took one last look into the mirror and at her aubrun hair with chocolate brown low lites and smiled.

Hermione poured a cup of coffee and put cream cheese on her bagel, then ate it. She glanced at the clock and noticed she had thirty minutes till she had to be at the office. She pulled out her Magtop (a magical laptop) and went on the wizternet. She checked her m-mail (email) and got onto the chat rooms. She scaned the page of chats till her eyes laid upon Dating and Relating ages 20-27. Hermione after all was 24, so she logged into the chat. 28 people where on it.

KNOWITALL: Hi!

ECAFFOADTERREF: Hey.

BOYWHOLIVEDLOVESME: ASL ALL?

ECAFFOADTERREF: 24/m/london

KNOWITALL: 23/f/london

BONEHEADEDIDOIT: 27/m/ireland

(if you can't tell Hermione is KNOWITALL, appropirate?)

DING! Hermione's magtop rung!

You have a private message form ECAFFADTERREF:

ECAFFOADTERREF: Hey!

KNOWITALL: Hi.

KNOWITALL: wait, didn't we already cover this?

ECAFFOADTERREF: i think we did. deja voo. lol

KNOWITALL: no offense, but you have a weird nick name

ECAFFADTERREF: as is yours

KNOWITALL: hey, mine it what my enemy used to call me!

ECAFFOADTERREF: as is mine

ECAFFOADTERREF: what school did you go to?

KNOWITALL: hogwarts and you

ECAFFOADTERREF: same

KNOWITALL: class of '99 and u r class of '98?

ECAFFOADTERREF: no class of '99 also

KNOWITALL: whoa, wait how your 24?

ECAFFOADTERREF: my bday is in January

KNOWITALL: o mine is in June

ECAFFOADTERREF: Koolios

KNOWITALL: nerd

KNOWITALL: hey i g2g2 work

ECAFFOADTERREF: why am i a nerd? and bye i g2g2 ttyl

Message has ended.

Hermione signed off and shut down her magtop. She shrunk it and put it into her briefcase and put on her wizrding roabs and apparated into the Minstery of Magic's lobby and went to work.

A/n: hey geuss who's ECAFFOADTERREF? look at the letter's backwords and that's a clue I also need help with what job Hermione should have at the minestry. same prob with Draco