A/N All thanks go to J.K. Rowling, not me for these characters.
Chapter 2
Hermione awoke with a start. A dream; no a nightmare, must have woken her, though she couldn't remember what it was about. Dragging herself from underneath the nice, warm covers, she moved to the washroom to take a shower.
As the steamy water ran over her, she began to think about tomorrow. Tomorrow, she had to go back to work. Tomorrow she had to face not going up to eat lunch with Ron. Tomorrow she had to endure that miserable ferret once again. She couldn't understand how they even ended up working in the same department, let alone the same office. Why, she wondered, did Malfoy even want to work in the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures? He didn't even treat people around him with respect!
Even more troubled then when she got in, Hermione exited the shower, using a simple drying charm to dry herself off.
This is so unlike me. She scolded herself. She had never been the type of girl that continuously cried over anyone, let alone guys. I'll be damned if I start now.
With this, she dropped herself into one of the plush chairs in her sitting room, finishing her paperwork in record time. By eleven, she had prepared herself to be dragged along shopping by Ginny Potter. Hermione couldn't remember how the two of them became real friends. Their personalities just seemed to fit. With Hermione being the bookworm, and Ginny being the flirt, they seemed to have the best of both worlds when they were together. However much Hermione adored the fiery red-head however, she wasn't very thrilled at the many hours she was about to face shopping in muggle London.
Groaning, Hermione stood from her comfortable chair and hustled around to get ready. Brushing her hair, she sighed. Maybe this will be the perfect way to get... uncomfortable thoughts from my mind.
