Lost in the Music

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​Chapter 2 - The Wait

Hermione knocked on the brown wooden door feeling very apprehensive, “He won’t be a moment Miss Granger” the elder woman said with a thin smile, Hermione didn’t much like this woman but she needed to get things sorted out before they could get out of hand.

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As soon as DADA finished Hermione rushed back to the head dorms instead of staying behind to talk to Remus like both Harry and Ron had, she’d told Harry as she put her quill, ink and parchments away that something had come up that she needed to sort out and without allowing him to say anything she picked up her textbooks and ran through the door.

Reaching her bedroom she approached her desk and took out a fresh piece of parchment and began to scribe a letter in her delicate calligraphic

handwriting;

Mr Lovewell,

I believe we have some things to discuss regarding an announcement made in the Daily Prophet. Please can you arrange a time in which we can meet to sort out this

dilemma.

Yours Sincerely

Hermione Jean Granger

Hermione called for Venus her white barn owl as she rolled up the parchment and secured it with red ribbon.

Attaching it to the bird’s leg, she gave her a treat and stated the address of Mr Lovewell’s office. 

She watched as the bird jumped of her desk and flew out of the window, Hermione watched on in awe as the magnificent bird flew off into the horizon. 

Lost in thought Hermione Descended the staircase into the head’s common room, she walked into the grand room with black walls the house tapestries hanging on the walls, ever symbolising Hogwarts. 

The room was warm the grand fire adding a soft glow to the room a large white fire place surrounding it.

Hermione sat on the cream coloured chaise that was situated in the far left hand corner of the room, in the two months she had been head girl she was surprise by how quickly she had settled in the exuberant setting. 

Hermione remembered fondly her first day back to Hogwarts as Head Girl.

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“I’m so happy for you Mione!” Ginny exclaimed on the way to Gryffindor Tower, the girls had come to stop outside the portrait of the fat lady. The woman more than content in

eavesdropping on the two student’s conversation “Thanks Gin” Hermione smiled a little half-heartedly, truth be told as ecstatic as she was about being given the title of Head

Girl Hermione was a little sad, ever since starting Hogwarts Hermione had shared her room with other girls and for the last 6 years she had shared her room with Ginny, if she

was being honest she was going to miss the red headed girl. Ginny was her best girl-friend as well as a sister all rolled into one and Ginny felt the same as Hermione did.

Ginny knew how her friend was feeling the unspoken words weighting down on the girls. “So..?” Ginny began Hermione laughed “Let me guess you want to know who head

boy is?” Hermione laughed her amber eyes twinkling in amusement. Ginny nodded her head, pulling her closer Hermione whispered “It’s Malfoy” “What!” Ginny shouted,

Hermione had laughed she and him had decided to call a truce over the disagreements and agreed to remain civil and amicable at all times and considering they would be

living together for the next year it was the best thing for it. Ginny blushed her usually porcelain complexion going rosy. “You know he’s meant to be a sex god, right?” Ginny

whispered stifling a small girlish laugh, her point was completely lost on Hermione, Ginny Continued.

“Mione…what if Malfoy makes a move on you.”

Hermione snorted halfout of disgust and half because Ginny could be just as Oblivious as Ron and Failed to see the Hermione Loved Ron.

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A peck at the window brought Hermione back into the common room;

Venus sat on the window ledge holding her leg out so Hermione could retrieve the responding letter

from Mr Lovewell, Giving Venus a final treat the bird flew to the owlery.

Miss Granger

Of course we need to converse, how about 9am tomorrow my office, we shall discuss your options and this ‘dilemma’ as you put it.

Regards

Mr Lovewell

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Hermione waited outside the office catching his receptionist glancing her way every once in a while.

Hermione was most certain that she did not like this woman.

As she waited she pondered about the man she was about to meet with.

Mr Lovewell was in fact her agent and it was ironic that despite his name nothing about the man was to love.

Just then the Brown door Opened, Out stepped Mr Lovewell “Miss Granger, Hermione a pleasure as always” he proffered is outstretched hand.

Hermione accepted,bringing her dainty hand to his lips he gently kissed the back of her hand “Shall we?” he said.