"What? A nightgown?!" Amanda laughed "Oh, God".
"There's more" Hermione said still with an traumatic expression "Another one before him, lipstick, wig and smoking cigarette".
"Did you go to a office or an mental asylum?" Amanda asked sniggering.
"I immediately called Seamus" Hermione said with a relaxed sigh.
"Who are they?" Mrs. Granger asked grimacing after hearing the whole story.
"Seamus's clients. Those three are partners" Hermione said before she looked at her sister "Remember the horrible date, I went to?" She asked and Amanda nodded "That guy was one of them".
"Oh fuck!" Amanda burst out laughing.
"Tell Seamus you are not going there" Mrs. Granger suggested.
"I can handle it mum" Hermione replied back "If I can handle this project alone, then I'll get better opportunities".
Mrs. Granger was about to open her mouth when Amanda interrupted "What about marriage then? Only if you get married can your sister marry too. Right mum?" Amanda finished in her mother's imitation, Hermione laughed and Mrs. Granger scoffed before turning away.
She is right on time to pick up Scorpius, thank god she started her assignment since morning so that it didn't take too long for her to finish the last project report.
She heard the school bell ring and smiled as she saw her son along with his best friend and his sister figure, Rose came by together.
The small girl was holding her son's hand tight like a mother and Hermione know that there is no one in the whole school she would trust more than the little girl with her son, not even his teachers.
Scorpius had talked more about Rose, Hermione also had met Rose's aunt Ginny so many times and they get on together well, almost as if long lost friends and from Scorpius's speech Hermione started to appreciate the small cute red haired girl - even though she didn't really remember her last name - with how much knowledge and good things she had been sharing with him.
Hermione walked over to the pair before she bent a little in front of them "Hello. Scorp. Rose darling, thank you for looking after..."
"Oi. Rosy!" A masculine voice said from beside them and she lifted her head up to see a Red haired man running over to them smiling and waving his hand "Let's go ho...Oh Merlin!" Ron Weasley said as soon as his eyes found Hermione's.
"You?" She asked straightening up and glaring at him.
"Yeah. Me" Ron said rolling his eyes.
"You here... Why are YOU here?" She asked suspiciously.
"You two know each other?" Scorpius asked amused.
"Dad, you know Scorpius's mum?" Rose asked suspiciously.
"Wait. You Rose's father?" Hermione asked suspicious too, with the same reaction as his daughter.
"You his father?" Ron mocked Hermione, in her best impression "What is this a fucking court room?" He asked annoyed with so many questions aimed at him.
"Language!" Hermione and Rose yelled at the same time, with their hands on their hips in a same stance and Ron looked alarmed.
"I'm sorry for my father, Mrs. Malfoy" Rose said grinning apologetically at Hermione.
"Its Ms. Granger dear" Hermione said bending and kissing Rose on her left cheek "It's not really our fault for having connections with imbecile people, you don't have to be sorry".
"I'm what now?" Ron asked confused.
"Thank you Ms. Granger" Rose replies back laughing, while Ron looked at the two girls with an 'Is this really happening to me right now?' look "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure dear".
"Will you and Scorpius come for out with me and my dad, just an outing. Not today, whenever we are all free?" She asked with a pleading face.
Hermione looked at Rose Weasley's lovely face and then her own son's whose face was happy and expectant, atlast she looked at Ron who was firmly shaking his head in 'no' urging her to decline the offer.
She turned to looked at little Rose "Sure, dear"
"Thank you" Rose squealed and Scorpius jumped up and down. After all the necessities and goodbye's during which Hermione left with her son but not before glaring at Ron.
Rose and him were walking to their car "You did that on purpose didn't you?"
"Did what on purpose?" Rose asked innocently.
"Inviting them for a day out! You are trying to play a matchmaker" he said with narrowed eyes.
"And? What if I'm..." She said turning back.
"Your aunt have been a bad influence on you"
"She sure is".
"This is an extremely popular product in france. Next week, they are launching it here" Hermione said pointing to the item name in her laptop, where she stood in the meeting room in the boy's apartment office.
"They are targeting between 20 and 30 age group girls, most girls that age believe in love... Including me" She explained further about the concept she had for the commercial.
But the boys weren't listening much, Neville was sitting with his head balanced by the hand on the table and dreamily looking at Hermione, imagining them feeding each other spoonfuls of lasagna.
Ron sat playing with a cubicle and glaring at Neville, while Harry sat amused at the other two and not before long Neville thrown the cubicle at Neville who nearly fell off his chair, Harry laughed.
"Only if the concept is attractive to girls, will the product be a hit" Hermione said smiling proudly about her concept before she frowned at their immature attitudes "So... shall I proceed?"
"Go ahead" Neville said beaming, Ron and Harry, looked at each other rolled their eyes in exasperation of his flirting attempts.
"We have worked on a concept based on love at first sight, just with their eye contact..."
"Is love corona to contract?" Harry asked sniggering and Ron smirked.
Hermione leaned forward and glared at them "Love is such an outdated concept... It's just stale" Ron said about to get up.
"This concept has Seamus's approval" She said and Ron froze for a second, he looked at Harry and then at Hermione.
"We'll talk to Seamus" he said and walked out of the meeting room and into his cabin, followed by Harry.
Harry stood behind Ron's chair and bent over, before he began to just jump slowly, it is just a little fun for him to jump on Ron's chair but for someone else who sees them from behind, it looks as if he was fucking Ron.
They both looked out, their doors in the office are made of glass so that it can be seen from both ways, they saw Neville running after Hermione, who came out of theriyum meeting room with laptop hugged tightly to her chest.
"Hermione!" He called and she turned to look at him "Please don't take it wrong".
She smiled a little "It's okay".
"It's just, they don't know what love is and they don't know what a woman wants" he said sympathetically.
"Wonder what he tells her..." Harry asked to himself, looking out as Neville interacted with her.
"What do you think? He must be bad mouthing us" Ron scoffs.
"They way he's drooling, it looks like we have to swim out..." Harry said and they laughed a little.
"Please wait...I will fight if I have to and convince them" Neville said smugly before he started to turn.
"Please don't" Hermione stopped "Can I ask you something if it's all right...?" She asked with uncertainty.
"Sure".
"Does Ron not believe in love? Cause I thought he married his wife after he fell in love".
"Oh yes. He did, but after she died it all changed and now he hates women... why would he believe in love"
"Why's that?" Hermione asked curiously.
Neville looked sheepish "They are gay" he said and Hermione looked wide eyed at where Harry is humping aginst Ron's chair backside.
Ron lost his impatience and speaker dialed to the out room where Neville and Hermione are, and Neville picked up in speaker mode "Hey Dunce! Come in...".
"Uh, excuse me" Neville said before he walked into the room.
"Guys, stop behaving so badly" Neville admonished as he walked in after he closed the door, so that the sound won't reach Hermione.
"What were you telling her about us?" Ron asked from his chair, which was adjacent to the door.
"Nothing at all...I was advising her..." He stammered "I told her the concept wasn't working and we needed a better one".
"Was that what you really talked about?" Harry asked challengingly.
"I swear!".
"Grabbing his shirt is useless..." Harry said twisting one of Neville's arm before gesturing to Neville's balls and Ron's hand immediately went to crush it.
Neville writhed looking back at Hermione, who had been watching the whole scene upto Ron's hand going down Neville's sac, she grimaced and turned around.
Finally, he let go and Neville returned back to Hermione with a limp in his legs, they guys were laughing from the inside. Hermione looked sympathetically at Neville "Did they twist your arm?".
"They didn't just stop with that..." Neville smiled awkwardly.