- Chapter one -

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"Right, my shoes are going on, I'm grabbing my coat and I'm dragging your backside out of that office. We're going to my apartment, going to have some hot chocolate, get you dressed up and we're hitting the nearest nightclub." Amanda said and hung up before Hermione had time to object.

"May as well get this over with..." Hermione whispered and took the framed photo of her and Ron's wedding day. Her fingers brushed longingly over Ron in the photo, and watched it move.

The Ron in the picture looked at her in the picture with an ecstatic look on his face, she looked up at him, smiling happily. (if that makes sense lol) It truly was the happiest day of her life. Only one person was missing to make that day more than complete. Harry. He had left the night before the seventh year's granduation/Ron's and her day to fight Voldemort.

Everyone had their doubts on whether he would survive on his own, even his two best friends at times. But they always believed in him. He emerged victorious after a two month battle, member's of the Order followed him, without his consent, and died instantly. Harry came back, almost dying too, Remus holding him up.

Hermione was distracted when a dark-skinned woman in her twenties entered her office.

"Come on Mione. You can't blow me off now.

It was Amanda.

Hermione sighed and closed her account books. She collected her coat and hangbag and walked out with Amanda.

"I've already asked that guy over there by the cashier's desk to clock your name out." Amanda said.

"Who, Jamie?" Hermione asked.

"Uh huh." Amanda answered.

"He's reliable enough. As long as you didn't ask Ryan." Hermione giggled as the pair walked past Ryan.

"Total waste of space." Amanda agreed, which made Ryan scowl and glare at their retreating backs.

Fifteen mintues of walking and they finally reached the apartment Amanda lived in.

"I don't see how we are going to find a half decent nightclub in the heart of Manchester!" Hermione said, as Amanda walking into the kitchen to make two mugs of hot chocolate.

"We will Mione. You know, if you got out more and put that stupid bank on hold for a bit, you'd know this place like the back of your hand, and Ron's for that matter." she called from the kitchen.

"Manda, you know I don't do putting off work. Even Draco, Ginny, Draco's brother Michael and Draco's two-year-old twins know that." Hermione said.

Manda laughed and walked into the living-room and handed Hermioneher steaming mug.

"How are they anyway? Did you hear from them?" she asked.

"You sound like Mrs Weasley always used to do when she worried over her own kids or me and Harry or Mr Weasley." Hermione joked. "But yeah, tehy're fine. Ginny and Draco dropped by the office with them last week. I actually felt sorry for Draco. He had to stay confined in his house with Ginny, his son and daughter. The caught the flu. He was lucky not to catch it." she giggled.

"Aw, are they okay now?" Manda asked after a few giggles.

Hermione sipped her drink and nodded. "He finally realised all they needed was a flu/cold treatment potion. He still thinks he can't use magic cause he's out of school eight years on. Especially in the Muggle World. He can, he just has to be careful no-one sees."

Manda laughed.

"You'd think that the pompous git he acted like he wouldn't give a sh*t if he used magic or not. But no. I think the last day at Hogwarts was a shock to him to realise he HAD to be sensible." Hermione said.

Even though Amanda was a Muggle, she understood the Wizarding world and Hermione, who knew she could tell her anything.

"Go on, take a shower, you can borrow some of my clothes., and we're doing something about that frizz on your head." she said and ushered Hermione into the bathroom before she could object.

Amanda could also rival a bossy parent figure trying to disipline a child.

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*Danielle*

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The short brunette emerged from the bathrrom half an hour later, clean underwear provided by Manda, and the towel wrapped securely around herself.

"Mione, there's no one else in the apartment but us two. My brothers in America remember? So ..." Manda said.

"I still like my privacy!" Hermione said, blushing madly.

Amanda pulled out a crimson coloured mini-dress.

"Ditch the good girl pencil skirt and the sensible shirt for the night and wear this." she said.

"What!?" Hermione asked, scandalized. "I'd rather walk out there starkers!"

"Hermione, tonight is no night to play sinsible bank woman." Amanda said exasperatedly.

"But ... but that's not me! Manda you know it's not." she whined.

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*Danielle*

I love it it's so good oh by the way i'm a new reader your a good wirter i've been reading it for today and i fell in love with it you should post more soon because it's good.
-sarah

"Experiment a little! You're twenty-five boardering spinster-hood, Granger." Manda grinned, she forced the dress over Hermione's head and over her body, much to her dismay, so she had to wriggle her arms free. Amanda forced Hermione into the nearest armchair and pryed her ballerina flats off her feet and replaced them with four-inch heeled matching crimson shoes, and stalked off into her own room to change.

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"Mione, come in here a moment. We need to sort out your make-up and hair!" Manda called after ten minutes.

Hermione inwardly groaned. She didn't usually wear the stuff -and it was Amanda that put it on for her- she felt a bit more prettier, a bit more self-confident, but at the same time, a bit silly.

Harry and Ron always told her she looked better without it, even Draco did at times, when he was too far up Ginny's backside rather than his own. But this usually happened when he was pining for something.

She glanced at the clock. Five fourty-five PM. Great. she thought sarcastically. A whooooole long night ahead of me because no-one's going to look at an ugly person like me. They'll go for someone prettier and perfect like Manda.

She walked into Amanda's room and sat paiently on the bed for fifteen minutes for her to finish her face and hair and begin her torture on Hermione.

Twenty minutes of make-up torment and PAINFUL hair torture, the two girls were finally ready to go.

Amanda swanned off around the apartment, checking everything was locked. She looked perfect as ever never a flaw. Hermione hobbled out to the door, waiting for her friend to appear.

As she waited, she spotted a mirror in the hallway, always finding fault in her appearance.

Can't exactly cast a beauty charm so I may as well get over it. she thought dryly.

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wow. wat a low self esteem. she needs to take that stick out of her butt!! haha post more soon!

*Danielle*

That's good i love it its super awesome i love how hermione is like the book worm geek banker and her friend is a party goer who is only a banker because her parents wanted her to but she needs to let lose. but that's my opinion.
-sarah

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A few minutes later, Amanda grabbed her bag, hers and Hermione's phones and her keys from the hook. She walked to Hermione, who was staring miserably at the mirror.

"You look lovely." she told her low self-esteemed friend.

She opened the door for Hermione to step out, and stepped out herself, locking the door and slipping them into her handbag.

They both proceeded for a fifteen minute walk into town to the nightclub and neither one was surprised when they found a long queue of people waiting and tagged on the end.


-Chapter 2-


Half an hour later they got to the front.

"Identification." the security guard said deeply.

Hermione, being a success in silent wandless spellcasting, silently conjured up two truthful I.D cards in her friend's handbag.

"I'm sure you put them in there Mand." she said sweetly.

Amanda's head snapped around to her friend and gave her a look saying, "What did you do?" but she checked her bag anyway and to her shock and surprise, she pulled the two cards out. She held them up to the man and he let them through.

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