Thx for all the useful comments about my grammar. I think I kinda mess up the tense a little bit. I'll try to improve that and change the tense to present rather than past tense. Hope its better. God, I really suck at Grammar!
cheers
L. Kim
Chapter 2
I'd been thinking about lots of stuff today and couldn't get my mind of a certain git. And that made me late for work crap I've lot of work to do today, due to a terrible incident of a madman wizard trying to blow up Platform Nine three quarters. Luckily the curse went wrong. I think it's because his lack of wisdom. Can't people have some more sense these days and do things that are actually good for the Wizarding community, like setting up rules about justice rights for house elves so they can have decent wages and holidays. Oh, that reminds me. I need to get on with S.P.E.W. (not spew!) And find some members. Perhaps I can ask my new secretary to join. I think her name is Margery or something.
I punched my quill through a parchment and spilled ink all over my report. What's the matter with me? I need to concentrate
"Ms.Granger"
I looked up to see my new secretary standing in my office, her arms loaded with papers and files "Oh,yes.Margery"
"Actually, miss, it's Millicent"
"Oh I'm sorry, Millicent" Really, I'm not that forgettable
"Some papers arrived for you to sign and a few important documents you need to read through" she handed me all the things she was carryinggreat.more work
"Thanks. Millicent"
"My pleasure, miss and oh, a gentleman's outside waiting to see you. He said he want an article written about one of his companies"
Business man. The World's greatest jerk "I'm quite busy"
"He demanded to see you"
I sighed. What else could I do "Alright. Show him in"
"Yes, miss" Millicent exited and reentered almost immediately with a tall, blond man with cold gray eyes. He sneered when he saw me.OH,GOD! OH,HELL!
"Mudblood as the editor of the Daily Prophet?" drawled Draco Malfoy "no wonder this paper is turning into rubbish"
Shut up if you don't want me to hex you! "Millicent, you can go now.. Sit, Malfoy " I directed him with a much hasher tone. He deserves such tone
"Now, I'm very busy as you can very well see" I said
"Busying snogging Weasel King?"
That's it! One more word, Malfoy, and you'll find yourself turning into a ferret again for the second time in your friggin life
I tried to regain my patients which nowadays seemed to fly off the handle very easily "Shut your big mouth, Malfoy!"
"Manners, Granger!" he sneered "We are not school children anymore. At least we can discuss this thing civilly?"
I can't believe that jerk! Talking about manners! Him! "What do you want?"
"I want the daily Prophet to write an article concerning one of my blooming companies"
Blooming companies or Bloomers companies ? "Not a surprise, seeing that you are still that arrogant brat back in school"
"And you're still a filthy mudblood" he drawled and cocked his eyebrows "Now, I need the best reporter to write my article. I want the reporter under the pen name, Babbling Witch ,to write it"
I almost laughed out loud. The jerk doesn't know what he's in. Hah Hah Hah. Babbling Witch is actually me!
"Why are you chuckling, Granger?" he demanded
"I do no such thing" I snarled back.
"SO, it's settle then?"
"Babbling Witch will write your article" I felt like my heart has wings "…willingly…I think"
"That's good and please inform that Witch to write it properly and I mean it, Granger. If you and your cronies screw this up, you can jolly well except the punishment"
I can't believe that ferret! He'd actually threaten me! " Your punishment means nothing to me, Ferret, " I paused for a few seconds dramatically, hoping the word FERRET will sink into him "so don't get your hopes up"
He stood up, his face screwed up in anger "See you, Granger" and with a swept of his cloak, he was gone.
I sank back into my armchair and shouted loudly "Draco Malfoy is the world's greatest jerk " and felt the pleasure of hearing the echoes of it echoing around inside my office
I rolled up the article concerning that bloody madman who tried to blast platform nine and three quarters and put it aside. Dipping my quill in ink, I reached for another roll parchment. It's time for me to start on the Ferret Malfoy's article about one of his stupid bloomers company
My office's door swung open "Hi, Hermione"
It was Ron, looking quite awkward and was wearing a new set of ropes. It's not a crime to have my hopes up that this may be the day!
"Oh,hi,Ron"
He sat down opposite of me "What're you writing?"
"An article for Malfoy"
"You're kidding!"
"I'm not. He wants me to write an article about his company"
He laughed dryly "Uh…Well ..Happy writing."
I yawned. I hadn't slept much last night . The reason : You, you git! "Thanks, Ron"
He shifted slightly in his seat and his ears started to turn red. That's a good sign "Uh…Mione…I have a question to ask you"
That's it! That's it! I'm so proud of you for saying that! Where's my ballet tutu? I want to dance! I had to use all my self restrain to uttered "Yes, Ron?"
"Uh…" he looked down at his hand. Ask it, you git! "Uh…." He now turned redder than my mum's Hello Kitty bag (it's a kind of muggle's cartoon character)
"Yes?" could I spell the word for you?
"Umm…..It's uh…do you want to…"
"Yes?"
"Have dinner with me tonight? Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?"
I'd almost slap him across the face. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!
"Fuck!" I uttered the word out loud. Well, not that loud!
He started at me "Bloody hell, Hermione. You've just cursed"
Damn right,I'v just cursed. I can do more than that too, Ronald Weasly
"Um…yeah….I'll be glad to have dinner with you,gi- I mean,Ron"
"That's cool" I realized that his hands had just stop shaking "I'll pick you up at six?"
"Yeah, that's perfect" I thought I mustered a smile there
"Great" he gritted his teeth and smiled toothily back "See you"
He turned back and exited
Really! How shy could you be?
I glared at myself in the mirror. I had achieved trying to work my hair . It was no longer bushy (thank God!) but it wasn't as sleek and shiny as I would've like. My two front teeth was no longer large (thank God and Madam Pomfrey for that too) but I had purple bags under my eyes that I guess was because of my sleepless nights. (This time thanks to a certain git!)
My doorbell rang. I grabbed my purse and hurried to open it "Ron! You're early"
"See that you're ready?" he was wearing another new set of robes. That's another reason he can afford a marriage relationship. He can afford it!
"Yeah…" I stepped out into the chill night and locked the door behind me "So…uh….where're we going?"
"To the Leaky Cauldron. The rest will be there"
Wait, I thought I didn't hear you right. The rest?
He probably saw my absolute-shocking face "Oh, did I tell you? It's a family gathering"
I thought that you have forgotten that tiny little detail….. "Uh…I didn't quite remember you mentioning it"
"Really?" he turned red again
"Well…" I had to resist the temptation in cursing him into oblivion "It's…uh…" I swallowed "It doesn't matter"
"Really? Cause, well… you know.."
"No. It 's really alright, Ron" Curse you ! Damn you! My heart sang the phantom of the opera but I tried to smile again. "Harry 'll be there and Ginny and Bill and Fleur. Your dad, your mum. Are Charlie and Percy coming?" I tried to act interested but I have no idea if it worked or not
"They're coming .I have no idea how mum dragged Percy away from work" he attempted a little laugh
We stepped down the stairs and he apparently tripped his own robes and almost fell headfirst into the mud. I caught his arm
"Really, Ronald. You have to watch your step"
"Hermione, I'm alright" he staggered and stood up "How many times I've told you not boss me around"
I can't believe that git! "If I hadn't caught you, you'll be bathing in the mud right now!"
"Well, really… I'm not that clumsy, Hermione" he fixed his robes in a very Un Ronnish way
I rolled my eyes. Well, if he think like that but excuse me, who dropped their comb into the toilet?