A/N: So here you go! I hope you like it :) Please R&R! -SlytherinEmo

"Shit," murmured Hermione as she dug through her large bag. Her last hairband had snapped just as she took a seat on the city bus. With hair like hers, she tended to draw a lot of attention from both men and women.

She finally was able to spot one hidden in the corner of her bag. After adding a note to her iPhone to remind herself to pick up more hair ties, she quickly scrunched up her hair into a large, messy bun. Hermione checked the labels on the earphones to make sure the 'R' went into the right ear and the 'L' to the left and, after putting them in her ears to block out the noise, let out a huge sigh. As much as she loved her job, she didn't enjoy the fact that they were either hurt or sick. Today was one of those days…

She began to listen to 'Bittersweet Symphony' as she answered back to her best friend. Harry has been bugging her about getting a date for his wedding for as long as she can remember.

so… do you have a date yet? tick tock, tick tock

No, not yet *eye roll*

hermione, if you don't find a date soon, you know draco try to set you up with millicent

No! Don't even joke about that, Harry! Millicent is a sweet girl, but the last I heard, she was caught hooking up with Neville's Uncle Algie.

ooooh, i forgot about that. poor nev. i was with him when that happened. i think he still gets nightmares… but don't change the subject!

Damn. Okay. I promise to make an effort to find a date.

Before she could second guess herself, she opened the new dating app she had downloaded a few nights ago. She had set it up, but she had never had the courage to actually place it on 'Discover' mode. Hermione nibbled on her lip as she stared at the button. Do I actually do this? She tapped the button and saw it turn green. There.

She then looked at the stranger's face in front of her. While Hermione wasn't ashamed of being a bisexual, she still felt a bit strange knowing that both men and women would be able to see her. She has had a few boyfriends and girlfriends here and there, but they had never clicked. They all eventually became intimidated by her by something or another: her intelligence, her looks, her cat? Hermione still found it unbelievable that Adrian was jealous of Crookshanks.

She began to swipe left and even managed to swipe a few rights. She still hadn't made a match when she came upon a pair of startling green eyes.

Oh. My. God.

Hermione stared down at her iPhone's screen. The girl staring back at her had long black hair that was parted down the middle. She had high cheekbones with pretty pink cheeks. Her nose was long and thin and slightly turned up. Her head was tilted as she held a cup of coffee in her hands.

Hermione tapped at the bubble to see what it said.

Pansy, 23.

Photographer for Greengrass, Inc.

Owner of two cats with a slight coffee addiction.

Pansy…Pansy… Where have I heard that name before? Like a lightbulb going off on top of her head, she remembered Harry gushing to her a few months ago about a possible photographer. She was new, but had quickly built up a reputation in social media. Apparently she was in such high demand that to book her in an event, you needed to either plan up to an TWO YEARS in advance or sell your first born to the devil. Draco had promised to get her for their wedding, and Harry was freaking out. Hermione was pretty sure Harry would gladly give up eating treacle tart, his favorite dessert, for five years if it meant Pansy would be able to take pictures of his wedding.

Crossing her fingers, she swiped right

Please, please, please… She had never wanted a match more than she had at that moment.

Bing!

It's a match!