The Unexpected
Chapter 2
It was nearly a week later when the Weasley Twins approached her about a job working for them. It was another three days after that when she told them her decision.
She would work for them, but under her conditions. Hermione wanted to have access to anything and everything she could. The over-achieving brunette also wanted everything to be safely tested, not on eleves or any other unknowing creature. There were a few other preferences, but those she could work without.
Hermione decided to, instead of waiting, head straight to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Getting up from the sofa, Hermione quickly grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, stating a loud "Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes."
Stepping out of the Floo, she began dusting herself off. Once she had readied herself, she headed towards the cashier desk, in which a young witch sat. The women looked to be in her early twenties, with short blonde hair and piercing green eyes that had just met her own.
"Is there anything I can help you with Miss?"
"Oh..umm..yes, I'm here to see Fred and George." Hermione stuttered out, uncomfortable with the withe's knowing gaze on her.
"Your name?"
"Hermione Granger."
"Ah, yes they should be upstairs, just walk through that door and there's a lever on the ceiling, just pull that and they should be up there."
"Thank you." Hermione said walking around to what seemed to be a storage room.
Pulling the said lever, Hermione was surprised when a flight of stairs started to unfold itself magically. Once the stairs had finished, she started up the stairs and was surprised to meet a relatively clean flat. Looking around and finding no sign of Fred nor George, Hermione took a seat on the maroon colored couch in the center of the room to wait.
Fifteen minutes passed and Hermione had not wanted to be nosy, but was aching to look through the Twins' bookshelf. Giving into the urge Hermione quickly walked over to the tall shelf. Trailing her fingers across the titles, Hermione found plenty of comics, and books on herbology and potions. There were also books on how to run a successful business. It intrigued her that they would turn to book for so much, but really who was she to question it? She was Hermione Granger Bookworm Extraordinaire. Cracking open a novel she recognized from her Hogwarts days, she got comfortable on the sofa and started to read.
An indistinguishable amount of time passed before Hermione heard two pairs of feet walking up the steps that lead to the living room. She couldn't help but smile as one of the Twins gasped in an over exaggerated manner.
"Gred, I think we have a guest."
"Why, yes Forge. A pretty lady seems to have come into our house seeking out something."
"Do you think she's seeking anything I can help her with?" George said whilst waggling his eyebrows.
"Oh I hope."
"Well, you're right about that." Hermione stated.
Both twins' gave her a look Hermione couldn't decipher.
"I came here to talk to you about working here."
"Really now? There's no need to beg, we already offered a job to you." Fred joked.
"I mean that I'll work for you, but I have some terms."
And with a mutter and a groan Fred, George, and Hermione began what was supposed to be a lengthy discussion.