So i decided to try out a second chapter, A/U dont have a BETA so sorry for spelling mistakes, always open to offers of any =D owned by JK ROWLING i just messing them around a bit
Chapter 2
Blaise sat by the kitchen table sipping from his steaming mug of coffee when he heard a faint Crack outside the door. He braced himself, this was more than likely the return of his roommate and knew he was in deep shit. Just after she had left for the room the night before he forgot to mention there pairing of the fountain stones, he had been too caught up in the attention of the lady on his other side. Just after Hermione had left for the room, Blaise and his new companion left not long after, choosing instead to floo straight back to his apartment. Blaise prepared himself as the door in front of him opened. What met his site practically caused his jaw to drop to the floor
Hermione stirred from deep slumber, instantly regretting the pulsating headache she was already aware of before even opening her eyes. Once it had been established an extreme hangover was settling in from copious amounts of alcohol the night before, snippets of memory came flooding back, and causing Hermione's eyes to fly open as she became aware of her surroundings. She was immediately aware she was stark naked, in a strange bed, with legs entwined with sheets and someone else's limbs, as well as a rather possessive arm wrapped round her waist. She cautiously turned her head over her shoulder and behind her saw Narcissa sound asleep, blonde hair lying freely across the pillow and partially covering her face. Hermione unconsciously stroked the hand clutching her waist a few seconds before stealthily moving it, along with untangling her legs and sliding off the bed, she shimmied into her dress, and she still had no idea where her underwear went. Picking up her wand from the bedside table she took another look at Narcissa wondering if she should wake her, quickly changing her mind convinced there would be an awkwardness between both in sober daylight. She stepped out the room and disapperated back to her flat.
She apparated outside of the door of her flat, opening it up to find Blaise already at the table, Hermione didn't seem to take notice of his jaw drop, she was heading for the cupboard filled with a small collection of potions, she pulled out several bottles till she found the label she was looking for, pulling the seal off she downed it in one gulp. She felt the effect taking place, clearing her head, she took a deep breath and turned back to Blaise. He was still staring at her with a face of shock.
"What?" she asked, an air of frustration on her breath. "Did you get completely ravaged last night?" wondering if his use of words might not have been carefully chosen. "Well that wasn't my initial plan but seems my room wasn't empty when I entered it" she huffed at him now folding her arms. "oh" was all he could answer gulping his nerves, " well you look like you had quite a night, you might want to go shower though, your hairs defying gravity and that's quite a bit of lipstick smear round your mouth" he answered. Hermione unconsciously put her right hand to her hair, feeling her bushy curls frizzed up and trying to pat it down, before rubbing her fingers across her mouth.
"Wait you weren't wearing red lipstick last night. . . You wore clear gloss?" his eyebrows shot up as realization hit him. "mione did you hook up with a woman?" he asked incredulously.
Hermione didn't answer she merely hissed as she stalked to her bedroom door slamming it behind.
She walked slowly towards the full length mirror in her en-suite bathroom, Blaise wasn't kidding about her hair, to say it was all over the place was an understatement, her dressed was creased and the tell-tale red lipstick smear was almost clown-like, Hermione dropped the dress and dived into the shower cubicle, washing all tell-tale signs of her passionate encounter.
Hermione stirred several hours later when a soft tap came to her door, she jumped from her bed answering to Blaise, leaving the door open as his invitation as she went back to her bed. He followed her into the room and sat on the edge of her bed. Chuckling to himself. "Must have been a good night if your this tired" he was answered with a pillow hitting his head. "What do you want now" her voice muffled as she lay face down in her mattress. "I came to say I'm sorry, I shouldn't have took you and left you." He answered. She turned her head and propped herself up on her elbow, "I won't deny it was a strange experience but I have no regrets, I meant to ask did you get lucky?" he grinned at her. "Anita left here just before you arrived home this morning" he winked at her. "Are you going to see her again?" she asked. He nodded " she's coming for dinner tomorrow, she's from France but currently working for St Mungo's as an assistant potion Brewer" Hermione smiled for her friend, he never had left much time for dating instead pouring his spare time into studies like Hermione. "What about you, will you see your mystery witch again" he teased, she nudged him off the bed. "I don't know, though I'm sure I will cross her path again no doubt"
Dinner had gone ahead with Anita visiting, Hermione had found the girl most interesting, she had briefly known fleur at school in France, and had briefly met with her and bill for dinner after starting her work at St Mungo's. Hermione had gone into the kitchen, leaving Blaise cuddled into his new companion, she was brewing a pot of tea when something on the table caught her eye, it was today's edition of the Daily Prophet. She opened it up to see the front headline MALFOY DIVORCE ANNOUNCED. Hermione looked below the headline at three separate photos. Lucius Malfoy stood with his nose pointed in the air, never gracing an air of embarrassment. Draco on the other hand looked like he was simply trying to escape the cameras. And then she was caught into blue eyes staring intently at her. Hermione stared at the photo of narcissa for quite some time.
"Is the tea ready?" Blaise shouted through looking over the back of the sofa. Hermione looked up "Yeh, sorry was just seeing the news," Hermione held up the paper. "Oh yes it was all over the office today" Anita piped up after seeing the headline, "Seems Lucius Malfoy has been quite the player over the years"
"I had heard rumours" Hermione spoke, giving a knowing look over to Blaise.
Hermione was at work in the Time Room of the department of mysteries, her current task was attempting to fix two broken time turners. Much like the works of a pocket watch maker only the thin binding threads of magic were what had broken. Threads of time was very complex magic one wrong cast and the consequences were unfathomable. Hermione's was in deep study mode of some old text, finding information to help with her task and understand the mechanics of time travel. When she felt something enter the room. Looking up above she saw a Patronus shaped as a lynx coming towards her. "Hermione come to my office at once" Hermione knew too well the voice and Patronus of their Minister of Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt. The lynx faded on the spot, Hermione put down her Tome, and exited the time room through the revolving circular doorways and up the atrium elevator.
Hermione knocked politely on the minister's door, the secretary had let her passed in the corridor and no doubt informed the minister of her imminent arrival. The door magically opened alone, allowing Hermione to stroll in and up to the desk. Kingsley gestured with his hand for Hermione to take a seat as his dark eyes followed her into the room. Hermione sat down, her eyes never leaving Kingsley. There was silence in the room as Kingsley pressed his fingers to his temple contemplating what to say. "do you ever read the prophet, Miss Granger" Hermione was slightly caught by such an unusual question, "sometimes, if there's a legit article not written by that Skeeter woman I will Browse it from time to time, why do you ask?" she questioned.
"Did you see yesterday's Edition?" he queried. "Yes I saw it in passing, what is this about Minister, I doubt you had an emergency call sent to me to discuss the local media?" she may have snapped a little harshly, never one to have patience for interrogation and gossip. "Then you will know about the Malfoy divorce announcement" he questioned. She merely nodded. "A divorce on this scale is not common Miss Granger, the Court proceedings for this are so high profile I will be leading it. It's a very thorough affair including inventory of all items in possession to be split amicably as well as the legal details. For this a mediator is requested." He could see the questioning look on her face. "That's where you come in Miss Granger, you were personally requested for by Draco Malfoy himself". Hermione sat with her mouth gaped open slightly as she took everything in. "Do I have the option to refuse?" she asked. "I can't force you miss granger but please me quick I need this matter solved as soon as possible". Hermione contemplated for several minutes, taking in all she had been told. Her first instinct was to say no, getting involved with the Malfoy's was more than her jobs worth, but other parts made her think twice. Draco had become her friend when returning to school after the war along with Blaise, she could understand why he had requested her, and in the back of her mind was the mere temptation of curiosity. "I'll do it, but if things get difficult I have the option to drop out". She answered. Kinglsey sighed in relief. "Thank you Miss Granger, you start tomorrow"