A/n: I do not own HP. You should know that.

Benefits of Wizernet

Chapter 2

Hermione was sitting in her office done with paperwork and was bored. She could not go home yet so she decided to take out her magtop and logged on. She checked her messenger and no one was on. She sighed and looked again.

"Granger, your not supposed to be slacking off one the job. Maybe I should report you. Get off those romance sights and do your job," said one tall, blonde, male stepping into her cubical.

"Stuff it. I have everything done. And I do not go to those sites," snapped Hermione. "Nor do I go to those bloody sites you go to, Malfoy."

"Snippy. Actually I came to give you these reports. Boss says there due back to him by 6 p.m. tomorrow," said Malfoy.

"And I thought you came to see little ol' me," replied Hermione sarcastically. "Ok, Thank you."

She kept the magtop on and reviewed, typed, and filed the reports. She still had a hour left of work. Then she noticed that someone was IM'ing her.

ECAFFOADTERREF: Hey!

ECAFFOADTERREF: are you there?

KNOWITALL: yes srry I was busy.

ECAFFOADTERREF: that is kool.

ECAFFOADTERREF: so why am I a nerd?

KNOWITALL: cuz I said so lol

KNOWITALL: and I rule the world

KNOWITALL: I g2g. I'll tty in a hour and a half if your on. Bye.

Stephen Harvey, Hermione's boss, walked in. He winked at Hermione and leaned on her desk. He often did this. He considered it flirting.

"So my dear, Hermione, are you done with those reports?" Stephen asked, trying to down her shirt. Hermione nodded curtly. "Will that be your answer to dinner with me tonight, as well?"

"No, it will not, Mr. Harvey. And my shirt is not low enough for you to look down it so please quit trying to." replied Hermione. "I believe I have everything done so I shall leave. Now."

She loaded up her briefcase walked out and left. She took the train to her apartment.

"Hermione, hello," said a attractive, pregnant, 22 year old Ginny as Hermione walked into her apartment.

"Holy hell, Ginny." said Hermione.

"There's nothing holy about hell. Ready to go shopping?" said Ginny.

"It's not that, I mean you cut your hair. Wow. It looks good. Yes I will be in about 5 minutes. Sit down your going to have a baby in a month in half Sit Down!" shouted Hermione as she walked to her room to change shirts. They apparated to Diagon alley and went into the clothing store.

"I need to find a nice dress for Harry's party at work in 2 days can you help me, Mione?"

"Duh. I lived with Lavender and Partiavi for 6 years."

"Yeah, then Malfoy."

"Speaking of Malfoy, Harvey is going to give him the promotion."

"Why?"

"Cause I-"

"Can wu help me find my cwusin, pwetty lady?" said an adorable toddler with short platinum blonde hair.

"Certianly. Where did you see him last?" replied Hermione, picking the toddler up.

"Wight over dere. He was tawking to a saleslady about where to find me clothes,"replied the toddler.

"What's his-" Hermione was cut off by a man hollering, "Derek! Derek! Where are you?"

"That's my cwusin," Derek said to Hermione. "Dwaco! I'm here with the pwetty ladies!"

"Dwaco" ran over and thanked Hermione and Ginny for finding Derek. Then he noticed who they were.

"Granger, Weaselette, Thank you for finding him." Draco said.

"The name is Ginny. Surnames are a little childish, don't you think?" said Ginny.

"Okay. Hermione, Ginny, Thank you for finding him."

"Hermwiney is pwetty, Dwaco." said Derek as Draco and Derek walked off.

"That was weird." said Ginny.

"Kinda."

"Back to shopping," said Ginny.

"You should wear this dress. Try it on!"

"You need to find a dress too."

"I did. I'm trying it on too."

Hermione decided to m-mail ecaffoadterref.

Hello, What's up? Sorry I didn't im you but I was busy shopping. Um... Can you give me some advice? Bye KNOWITALL.