Hermione woke the next morning to find Ron, bustling around to make tea.
Hermione rubbed her eyes. Ron was really a morning person.
"Good morning Ron, " said Hermione, eyeing Ron clearly.
"Good morning, Hermione," said Ron, sitting down on the table and grabbing a newspaper.
"Hey Ron, I was thinking," started Hermione. "I was thinking about looking for a job today."
Ron looked up.
"Oh that's great! Because I had to go to the SLytherin castle to deal with a couple of things and I doubt that you would want to come," said Ron hastily.
"Yeah your right," said Hermione agreeing.
But what Ron was really going to Hermione wouldn't want to know. He seemed to know that she had fallen for Prince Draco. And since Prince Draco was thrown out of the marriage, Queen Narcissa and King Lucius were planning a ball tonight for his son to meet Princess Feridina.
Ron groaned when he heard this, knowing that he had to go. It was part of his duties. And that he would have to take Hermione.
He doubted Hermione would like that at all.
Hermione picked up a her Daily Prophet and skimmed through the articles.
Luckily, she missed the article that said Draco would be having a ball tonight for meeting his new wife, Feridina.
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At the Slytherin castle, Draco woke up with a start. His mother was in the kitchen, probably discussing the ball for tonight.
Draco was depressed. He knew the one woman he loved he couldn't have.
Not like she loved him back anyway.
Draco sighed.
He wasn't at all keen to go to the ball.
Draco's tall form trudged out of his room, his hair messed up. He knew that sooner or later he would have to share a room with Feridina.
Lucius greeted his son warmly when Draco entered the kitchen, obviously excited for tonight's ball.
"...and Draco, mind your manners toward her parents, they are very strict people," finished Lucius.
Obviously he didn't notice that the whole time his son wasn't listening. His son was in another world.
Draco thought about the necklace that he gave Hermione.
It was a necklace that the ancient Slytherin King was given by the woman he was in love with. Ever since, it was tradition to give the necklace to your wife on the wedding day.
He would just tell his father he lost it when that day came.
He preferred to watch Hermione from the streets or the high castle balconies wear it.
It heart his heart sore to think that she didn't belong to him.
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It was the morning, but Ron said he was going to leave early this morning to get the shopping done and get ready for the "dinner party" he was having with the Slytherins.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, I will be out all day too, just hanging around the shops, talking to people, finding a job," said Hermione casually.
Ron nodded his head and with that, he apparated.
Hermione stepped out the door and thought that a fresh walk down to the village would do her good.
Hermione was walking and she halted when she heard a squeaky and shreiky voice.
"Draaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkiiiiiiiie!" screamed a girl with blonde hair.
Hermione heard a male groan.
Hermione's heart stopped beating. She knew that voice anywhere.
"What is it pug face?" said Draco, annoyed.
Hermione tried to walk away really quickly.
She was getting to her destination...just one step more...one more step...come on its not that far...
"I want to know something!" screeched Pansy.
"Not now!" said Draco, exasperated.
Just then he noticed a mass of bushy hair hurrying past.
Draco's heart skipped beat..
Beat...Beat...Beat...Beat...Beat...Beat...beat...Beatbeat...beat
Pansy walked away, sulking.
Draco noticed a ruby necklace that was on the girl.
He could scream out loud and kiss Pansy! So she did put it on!
Just a little further...a little further and I'll be out of sight...a little further...ugh, doesn't the sidewalk end?...keep walking...
Draco grabbed her wrist though. He was always too quick for her.
They locked eyes for a moment. Hermione almost felt dizzy.
"Granger," said Malfoy, acknolleging her with a nod of his head.
"Malfoy," said Hermione menacingly.
If he was here to play mind games...
Malfoy let go of her.
"So you heard, I suppose?" said Malfoy coldly.
"Heard about what?" said Hermione, confused.
"So you haven't," sneered Malfoy.
Hermione stormed off, leaving a thoughtful Malfoy behind.
So she hasn't heard about it...
Hermione stalked off haughtily. He got her into a really bad mood. So why did he give her the necklace? And what was he talking about?
Hermione sighed and walked into a tea shop, thinking that making tea and serving it would be the perfect career for her. She always liked the aroma of it.
Hermione walked up to the counter of the tea shop.
"Yes?" said a blonde witch with a long nose and piercing blue eyes.
"I'm here for a job," said Hermione boldly and politely.
The lady smiled warmly at her. She looked about Hermione's age.
"I think we can arrange that," said the lady. "Come to the back room with me to discuss this."
Hermione blinked. "Just like that? I get the job?" said Hermione, bewildered.
"Just like that," said the woman.
The lady lead her to a cozy back room.
Hermione sat on the couch and crossed her legs politely.
"First of all, call me Hannah. I'm Hannah Abbot," said the woman, stretching out a hand to shake Hermione's.
Hermione shook her hand.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Call me Hermione," said Hermione hastily.
"Great, now that that's settled, when can you start?" said Hannah brightly.
Hermione sat up a little straighter.
"Tomorrow morning sounds okay?" said Hermione.
"Fantastic," said Hannah. "Nice meeting you."
"Same here," said Hermione, walking out of the room. On one try she got the job.
Hermione was walking out of the tea shop when she noticed a familiar face sitting on a table and scribbling in a notebook, with another girl.