𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐗 - 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦.

Hermione Granger got woken up by the sound of her alarm. She looked at the time realising it was already 8 o'clock, she was late for work.
For the first ever time in her life, Hermione Jean Granger was late.

She quickly got up and almost ran to her bathroom where she changed into her clothes, brushed her teeth, and put her hair in a bun. Then she got downstairs, nearly falling down them in the process. Then she made herself a bowl of cereal, tried to finish it as soon as possible trying not to get the hiccups.
After she did she put on her shoes, found her keys and got into her car making her way to work.

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After Pansy had finished her third drink and it was now 8:15 she saw Hermione rush into the cafe, making a lot of people stare. Pansy laughed amused when she saw Hermione was blushing. Hermione looked back at her, smiled and quickly got to work.

Pansy leaned back against the soft backrest of her couch, she was finally done proofreading all her job aplications, which were a lot. Since almost no one hired ex-deatheathers anymore.
'Can i get you anything?' She heard beside her. Hermione. 'Uh yeah-.' Pansy started. 'Let me guess, a medium white chocolate milk with extra whipped cream and blue spinkles on top?' Hermione guessed. 'Close.' Pansy said. 'Whats your usual?' She asked. 'A chocolate milk with extra whipped cream, why?' Hermione asked, which was quickly answered by Pansy saying. 'I'll get that, and your number please?' She smiled inocently. 'Sure, comming right up..' Hermione said getting away as fast as posible. On her way to make the drinks she almost crashed into Ron Weasley who was just going to serve someone their drink.

'Watch where you're going! Oh sorry Ron, didn't know it was you.' Hermione apologised. 'No worries!' Ron laughed, walking off to serve his customer. Hermione looked around to see if anyone was staring at them, catching the eyes of Pansy Parkinson, who was trying to surpress a smile.

After she made Pansy her drinks, but forgot to give the girl her number, she continued working untill 5 pm when she got called over by no one other than Pansy Parkinson.

'What can i get you?' Hermione asked. 'Nothing really, I just want to file a report against one of your waitresses.' Pansy replied. 'Oh? Which one?' Hermione asked cluelessly.

'You, actually.' The black haired girl grinned.

'Me?' Hermione laughed. 'Yeah, I asked you for your number for about-.' She checked the time. 'Lets say 10 hours ago, and i still haven't gotten it.' Pansy said. 'One "my number" comming right up m'am.'

Hermione winked and walked to the bar to get a piece of paper and a pen, leaving Pansy and herself surprised by her actions.

She wrote down her name with a heart on top of the I and under it her number and walked back to Pansy's table.

'Thank you.' Pansy smiled and got up, and then left the cafe.