Guys, this chapter is a bit short, but I’m posting more later tonight, and it’ll be about three thousand words. This one was about three pages in Microsoft word.
Reviews are welcome J
After slaving over their paperwork for an hour, the boys finished their stacks at last. Hermione was absently levitating things across the room out of boredom. She felt a twinge of satisfaction knowing that she’d finished before the boys. She felt a bit more important. Harry and Ron always got to go and capture dark wizards, and Hermione was stuck on the sidelines. It made her confident knowing that at least she could do SOMETHING better than them.
“Oh, Merlin!” Ron exclaimed, flexing his fingers and cringing when he cracked them.
Harry looked just as much in pain as Ron did. The corners of Hermione’s mouth twitched when she looked at them. Malfoy said nothing, he just stacked his papers and set down his quill.
“I dunno if I’ll ever gain function in my hand ever again.” Harry groaned.
“’Mione, if this is what you put up with every day, I have a newfound respect for you.” Ron saluted her with his hand.
Malfoy couldn’t help but wince when Ron called her that. He felt like less of a person to
Hermione. He glared at the desk.
“Problem, Pureblood?” Harry asked in an acidic tone.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes.
”Shove off, scarhead.” He said quietly enough for only Harry to hear him.
Harry shot him a rude look and flung his quill down.
“Now that we’re done, I’m going to ask Kendrina if we can just go home.” Hermione said, standing up to leave.
“Wait!” Malfoy suddenly shouted.
Hermione got a startled look on her face.
“Y-yes?”
He stood up and walked over to her.
“I’ll go with you.”
Hermione chuckled. It was probably for the best that he went. She didn’t feel entirely comfortable leaving him with Harry and Ron, especially with Harry. He followed her out of the room silently, not looking back. He couldn’t help but look at the way Hermione gracefully moved as she walked. Her legs seemed to go on for miles, and her tiny waist swayed a bit
from side to side with each step. He was almost mesmerized.
He didn’t notice when she had stopped walking. He nearly ran into her.
“Ms. Harwick?” Hermione asked timidly to a woman with her back turned.
She turned around, looking slightly angry.
“What is it, Granger?”
“We’ve finished the paperwork.” Hermione said, almost looking sorry that she’d even said anything.
A surprised look crossed Kendrina’s face and she smirked.
“You finished all of that in the span of a few hours?” She asked dubiously.
Hermione nodded, obviously nervous to be talking to her.
“Very well. That’s all I needed you to do, today. You may leave. Oh, and tell Potter and
Weasley to meet me in my office. I’ve something to discuss with them.”
Hermione nodded again, and walked away, pulling Malfoy with her.
“Thank Merlin THAT is over.” She huffed.
Malfoy got an amused look on his face.
“Does SHE scare you, Granger?”
Hermione chewed her lip.
“Well, I don’t like to have to talk to her if I can avoid it.”
Malfoy laughed.
“Granger, you’ve gotten a lot more feisty since Hogwarts. You’d think you wouldn’t let your boss walk over you.”
Hermione scowled.
“I just like my job and would like to keep it.”
They arrived at the office and Hermione walked in.
“Ron, Harry, Kendrina needs you.”
Harry stood up and scowled.
“Ugh, what now?! For Merlin’s sake.” He muttered.
“Well, I guess we’ll see you for dinner at the burrow, ‘Mione.” Ron said.
Draco grimaced. There was that little nickname again… When Harry and Ron left the room,
Malfoy turned to Hermione.
“Fancy a butterbeer?”
