Hermione smiled nervously and took a seat in front of Dumbledore's desk next to Charlene.

"I've wanted to meet with you for a while, Miss Granger; I have quite a matter to discuss with you. I'm Charlene." The woman smiled and held out her hand. Hermione shook it and smiled back."

"You can call me Hermione, thanks."

"Alright. As you know, your friend Harry Potter told me about you and I was very anxious to meet with you to consider a future modeling career. I think you have a lot of potential, and you could be something with enough training. Are you still interested?" Hermione looked incredibly exited.

"Yes, yes I am!"

"Good! You'll have to sign a contract, and I've also met with your parents and they've signed it too." So Dumbledore, Charlene and Hermione spent the next half hour reading through the contract and asking questions. After Hermione signed on the last dotted line, Dumbledore abruptly asked a question.

"When does this contract go into act?"

"Right now." Dumbledore wrinkled his brow in thought.

"That's going to collide with her schooling, isn't it?"

"Not with the schedule I have planned. I was thinking she could meet with us on the weekends for her training and stay a few weeks over holiday. It'll take time out of her social life, but I think it'd be worth it." She smiled and so did everyone else.

"That sounds alright, then. Well," Dumbledore stood up." I'm very happy and proud of you, Hermione, I hope you've found what you want. Good luck to you! Thank you so much Miss Oxnard for taking your time to meet with us." He reached across the desk and shook hands with her.

"It's my pleasure, Professor!" She turned to Hermione. "Now, are you busy next Saturday?"

"Not at all."

"Then would you like to come into the agency for your first part of training?" Charlene asked, her kind eyes smiling.

"Of course! What time?" She smiled widely.

"How's 10 AM sound? I've had Dumbledore set up a port key for you so no need to worry about transportation."

"Sounds good, thank you!"

"No, thank you Hermione. I'll keep in touch, take care!" She smiled and left Dumbledore's office. Hermione shrieked and went to hug Dumbledore.

"Thank you so much, Professor!"

…

When Hermione came back to the Head Tower, Draco had some friends over and were playing a game of exploding snap. As she entered the room, the crowed of laughing boys went silent and looked at her. She stopped and looked at them.

"What?" She said flatly. The boys all returned back to the game, some still eyeing her. She hurried to her room, and felt a few pairs of eyes on her back, and closed her door. Draco's friends looked at him enviously.

"Look mates, she's taken… And trust me, if she wasn't… She'd be mine." Some boys gasped. Goyle looked at him crossly.

"Are you joking? She's a mudblood!" Draco scowled at that comment.

"So what? She's the bloodiest hot girl in school, you think I care? She just got back from a meeting with a modeling agent so I presume she's a model now…" The boys looked even more jealous and went back to their game.

Hermione stepped away from the door, taking in what she heard Malfoy say. What the hell! Heh, I should go tell Harry… So she went over to her desk, wrote "Harry, come over here real quick!" And sent it off with a school owl. About 5 minutes later, Harry touched down his broom on Hermione's balcony and walked in.

"What is it, Herms?" He asked, worried. She smirked.

"Malfoy." She said simply. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Okay, what's the real problem?" He asked again.

"Malfoy said if I wasn't you're girlfriend, I'd be 'his', I didn't like it." Hermione sat down on the bed and looked at Harry. He sat down next to her.

"He's never gonna have you, so just stop worrying," Harry told her, grabbing her hand and squeezing it. She smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss. Their lips touched lightly, sending sparks through their systems. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer, and he automatically placed his hands on her hips. He pulled away and looked her in the eyes.

"So when does your training start?"

"I think next week… Let's go down to the lake, it's not even lunch time, yet!" Hermione said, jumping off the bed. Harry got up and led her to him broom. They got on and flew down to the lake, seeing that Ron and… what seemed to be his new girlfriend already there. Hermione groaned slightly, causing Harry to smirk. They touched down and walked up to their friend. Ron looked up and smiled at them.

"Hey guys! You know Hannah, here, right?" He said, putting an arm around her, making her blush. The other two grinned and nodded.

"We're gonna go over there, k Ron? If you wanna meet up with us, that's where we'll be." Harry pointed to the large willow tree whose branches were brushing the surface of the lake. Harry took Hermione's hand and walked over there with her. They immediately sat down at the base of the trunk, and Hermione rested her head on Harry's shoulder. He was busy stroking her hair when she spoke up.

"Hmm… I'm sort of nervous though, Harry..." She told him, thinking about her training and career coming up. He looked down at her and smirked.

"That's okay… You're a natural, you have a lot to learn, but it'll only make you better… You have a great future ahead of you, Herms." She looked at him and smiled.

"You think so?"

"I know so." They laughed.

"No, no. That's not right either, Miss Granger! You're walking as if you have a stick up your ass. Just… Make it look natural, appealing and sexy." Hermione sighed inwardly, having spent the past 45 minutes trying to perfect the runway walk. She went back and tried it again, looking confident, sexy and natural. The walking coach stood up and clapped. "Very good, you got it! Now do it again!" Hermione smiled, feeling accomplished, and went back to do it. She felt more confident, but it showed too much and the coach stopped her. "No, too confident… loosen up a bit, and you got it." She tried it again... and again, until finally it was imbedded in her mind. "Alright, that's good. You can rest now." Hermione hurriedly sat down in a chair, her legs being tired. "Now, next week, you're going to run through a practice photo shoot, so you'll have to be here at 5 AM on Saturday, is that alright?"

"Yep, sounds great!" She smiled.

"Alright, you're lessons are done for today!"

"Thank you!" The coach nodded and smiled as she got up and walked out.

A/N- okay, this story is going a bit slow… I'm gonna speed it up in the next few chapters, leave more cliff hangers, la dee da. Sorry it took so long to update, bad writer's block and being stuck on the small things that lead up to the climax are frustrating me! K review, gracias!

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