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Summer Escapades
By: Carla P.
Summary:
Hermione learns of her parent's deception and runs from home. In her stay in Diagon Alley, a lot of things happen to her like finding a job and meeting Draco Malfoy, who has parent problems of his own… Suddenly her No.1 enemy becomes someone else…HrD…. R & R people!
Chapter 1- Job-Hunting
When Hermione woke up the following day, the sun was streaming brightly into the room through the window above her bed. Upon waking up, Hermione forgot where she was at and wondered what happened to her bedroom with the flowered wallpaper and her bed with sheets the color of old rose. But the memories of the night before came flooding back to her mind, the fight, the running away, the knight bus, and, of course, getting a room in The Leaky Cauldron.
"Oh yes, this is the day I take a stab at having a job, if I can find one, that is, oh well, I best be getting breakfast before I go job-hunting" she said sleepily but with an underlying current of resolve in her voice.
After a breakfast of scrumptious muffins and eggs, Hermione walked out of The Leaky Cauldron feeling ready for the challenge she had set upon herself the night before. So she tapped the necessary bricks on the wall and breathed in a sigh of contentment as the archway formed and she beheld the world she had become a part of and she treasured above all.
"All right, now where was I? Oh, right a job." Hermione said to herself the confidence noticeable in her voice. "Now where do I begin?" as she walked along the crowded street in Diagon Alley
"Ah, Madam Malkin's" she said as she paused in front of a display window filled with robes in different styles and colors. "Oh, but I don't know how to sew and I can't use magic to do it either" she said, disappointed, and continued to walk down the street.
"The Apothecary" she said eyeing the building, which housed potion ingredients in every form imaginable, "oh, but I can't, the smell is just horrendous and I really don't think they need help, as it is a self-serve store." as she turned away from the building, her disappointment growing.
She came to a stop in front of Mr. Ollivander's, "wand shop", she muttered, " I guess I can ask if there is a position available" hope rising in her chest.
"Umm, excuse me, Mr. Ollivander?" she said while stepping inside the dusty interior of the shop. A creaky sound in the back told her that the shop owner had heard her call and was coming to answer it.
"How may I be of help to the young lady?" said the old man. Before Hermione could answer, Mr. Ollivander continued, "Ah, yes, I recognize you, Ms. Granger, came bounding into this shop 5 years, looking for a wand, yes, I remember, 10 inches, oak, unicorn's hair, quite springy and perfect for any kind of wandwork, I trust you are not dissatisfied?" the old man stopped and peered at Hermione with pale, piercing eyes.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Ollivander, that was a wonderful wand, thank you but my visit here has nothing to do whatsoever with the condition of my wand," she said pausing for a breath, "you see, sir, I'm looking for a job, and I was wondering if there was a job opening in your shop that I might fill?" she said sound less and less sure after each word.
As an answer, the shop owner just peered at her more intently, causing Hermione to grow uncomfortable, then he said, "Ms. Granger, as much as it is my pleasure to help you, the running of a wand-making business is quiet enough for a person to take, if there were two doing it, it would be dull, boring and unproductive for I do not do well with the company of the same person day after day, so, no, there is no job opening."
"Oh, then I best be on my way, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you" she said the swell of disappointment growing bigger in her chest, "thank you very much for your time" she muttered, almost to herself.
When she out on the streets once more, she almost wanted to run back to her room in The Leaky Cauldron and blame herself for thinking such an idea would work, but she admonished herself for thinking such thoughts. 'Only half of the morning is gone, I've got plenty of time.' She thought, ' yes, plenty of time but not plenty of hope' as she trudged once again in search for a job in the busy streets of Diagon Alley.
"Ice cream parlor, hmm, a sundae wouldn't be a harm, in fact I think I could use one right now" she said to herself as she looked through the glass window giving a view of the diners inside the shop. "Wait a minute, this place is the perfect place for me to apply for a job, why didn't I think of it before." She said while mentally slapping her forehead.
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