A/N: Hi guys! So this is my third story…well second and a half because I am currently also writing another one called "The Fine Line" which is a sequel for "The Red Ribbon".
Progress will be slow and I will try my best to update as quickly as I can, but it's not easy if you are in university with homework and piles of midterms loaded on you! But like I said, I'll try my best =)
We all know that I DEFINATELY do not down Harry Potter nor do I want to. If I get to own anyone, I would love to own Draco Malfoy 3
Well, off I go!
Chapter One – Unexpected Job
Hermione tapped her quill impatiently against the Daily Prophet. She glanced down at the many ads she had circled and had crossed out. It's been three months since she had been laid off.
For Goddrick's sake, she didn't know people get laid off in a Wizarding World. Apparently the economy hasn't been doing too well according to Harry who, by all coincidence, didn't get laid off.
Bias. Hermione thought bitterly as she put down her quill and stretched. She had a very good job working in the Department of Magical Creatures, but apparently that was one of the departments that the Ministry can afford to lay off some people from.
Harry said he would try to get her back her job at the Ministry, but after a month, Hermione began to lose hope. If Harry Potter can't get her a job, no one else can. Sure enough, three months later…still no job.
"I'm trying Hermione." Harry assured her, "But it's been so hectic in the Auror department. We're still trying to find proofs to convict those ex-Death Eaters."
"I know Harry, I really appreciate you trying…" Hermione sighed. It's been six years since the war had ended. She heard her doorbell ring and Ginny appeared at her kitchen counter holding a white bag.
"What's the point of ringing the doorbell if you're going to apparate in anyways?"
"Just for fun, I like pressing those round buttons." Ginny shrugged. Hermione rolled her eyes. Like father like daughter.
"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked, "I thought you have dinner with Harry tonight."
"That's tonight." Ginny waved her hands as if that wasn't important, "Are you still looking for a job?"
"Yes, I'm seriously thinking of going back to the muggle world and work." Hermione closed her daily prophet.
"No way, you can't do that." Ginny exclaimed, "Besides, it'll take you a few more years to get that thing you muggles call a degree before getting a job." Hermione cursed herself because she knew Ginny was right.
"Ugh."
"You know, you can work at that high class gentlemen's club, Le Doux Gout." Ginny gave her a teasing smile.
"I am not going to work as a courtesan!" Hermione said, shocked that Ginny would ever suggest something like that.
"Why not? Rich men goes there and bid for you!" Ginny said excitedly, "You'll feel like a princess and such! Plus, you got the curves for it."
"Ginny!" Hermione slapped her friend lightly on the arms, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about her body.
"You need to get laid." Ginny said bluntly.
"Ginerva Weasley, this isn't exactly the right time to talk about this!" Hermione said shrilly, positive that she was turning bright red.
"Okay, fine." Ginny sighed, "How desperate are you looking for a job?"
"Very.
"I know someone who owns a nanny service company." Ginny pulled out a piece of parchment, "Her name is Kelly Knight."
"Nanny services? Are you kidding me?" Hermione's jaw dropped open, "Me, Hermione Granger, work as a nanny? You got to be out of your mind!"
"Beggars can't be choosers." Ginny shot her a look, "Besides, you can work here temporary while you look for a better job."
"Ginny, this is outrageous." Hermione crossed her arms over her chest.
"Lower your pride a bit." Ginny picked up her white bag, "I'm actually on my way over to drop this off. This is your last chance to come, if not than I'll come visit you in a month and you'll still be sitting in the same chair circling ads."
Hermione shot her a dirty look before returning to her prophet. Ginny walked towards the door.
"Okay! Wait for me!"
Ginny smiled to herself as she grabbed onto Hermione and apparated them to Kelly's office.
"As you see Ms. Granger, we do take our jobs seriously." Kelly said, peering over the stack of papers on her desk.
Hermione was granted an interview that very same day and was told to come back the day after looking "professional" and ready to work. Hermione had no idea that she would be starting so quickly. And here she was now, sitting in front of Kelly in a pencil skirt, a blazer and her hair pulled up into a tight bun.
"I don't have a single doubt that your company doesn't." Hermione replied, sitting upright.
"A lot of people think that nannies are not of importance." Kelly continued, satisfied with her reply, "However, my company provides services to influential families with great names and powers. In fact, we just got a contract with Mr, Krum just a few days ago."
Hermione nearly fell off her chair. Viktor is married? Since when? Viktor and her had been writing to each other since 4th year up until a year ago when he abruptly stopped writing. Hermione didn't know it was because he got married and had a kid, but still that wasn't a good enough excuse to stop writing to her. He should at least tell her.
"Did you hear what I was saying Mr. Granger?" Kelly interrupted Hermione's bitter thoughts.
"I'm sorry, I was just in shock that Viktor got married." Hermione replied.
"Viktor? I'm guessing you two are familiar enough to be addressed in first name basis?"
"Oh yes, we've been writing to each other for a while." Hermione said.
"Oh, in that case you must know that he is a very successful Quidditch player." Kelly said proudly, "We do cater to famous people as well, did I mention that?"
Hermione could tell that it doesn't take a lot to impress Kelly, as long as you're wealthy and famous.
"As a nanny, you are to stay with that family until your services are no longer needed. Of course, it's a one year contract, they continue to sign you if they like you." Kelly pulled out a contract paper, "You will have no choice in what family you are to be assigned to. If there is a complaint about your behavior, then we must take immediate action. Unfortunately, since customer service is our number one key priority, you will not have the better end of the stick if there is a complaint filed."
"That is understandable." Hermione nodded.
"In that case, that is all." Kelly smiled and handed over the contract, "All I need you to do is sign here."
Hermione looked at the piece of paper and picked up the quill and signed her life away.
"Now that that's out of the way, you are in luck!" Kelly exclaimed and reached down to pull out a file from the cabinet, "We just got a very influential businessman that requires our services for his family. I know this is your first family, and I probably should give you someone not as important, but we currently are booked to the brim and all the nannies already took the jobs as fast as they could. "
"I would not muddle your company's name in any way Kelly." Hermione offered Kelly her best smile. This family will guarantee her a job for at least a year.
"I do hope not." Kelly smiled warmly, "It would be such a disappointment to fire Hermione Granger, one of the member of the golden trio." Hermione stiffened at her reference that was given to her years ago.
"Of course not."
"Well here you go, take a look at their portfolio." Kelly handed her a thin folder, "I must say this is quite a pleasant family. They have one child, the age of four, who I've heard is quite a smart one. The mother is absolutely gorgeous who works at the top fashion office of Witch Weekly. The father is quite an eye candy as well; they do make the perfect couple. I actually heard that the other day…"
However, Hermione wasn't listening to her. She was staring at the name printed in bold at the very top: Draco Malfoy.
A/N: What do you think guys? I know there's no Hermione and Draco action in this chapter, but I don't want to rush things. It wouldn't be a good story if things developed too fast!
Please Read and Review! This is a tester chapter and if people don't like it, I might not continue! Thanks!
Oh, by the way, Le Doux Gout is French for "The Sweet Taste" however I would like it to mean "The Sweetest Taste"