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Home is where your heart is	By : Goddess81 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 10319 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I own nothing in the hp universe all rights belong to j k rowling i make no money from this

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Disclaimer: I own nothing except my warped mind (I probably don't even own that considering how often those sneaky and elusive creatures commonly known as plot bunnies hijack it)

I would like to give a big shout out to my fabulous beta ScarletQuill for being superb Xx

Hermione's heels clicked rhythmically as she walked across the dance floor towards the door that would lead to the office which she shared with Harry. She opened the door and headed for cupboard which held a decanter of her favourite drink and poured herself two fingers worth into a heavy cut crystal glass.

“What's the matter?”

She turned and looked at her oldest friend and now business partner of five years, his sharp muggle business suit contrasted with his medium length shaggy hair.

“It was a mistake to return here Harry, I say we get somebody in to run the club and we go back home to New Orleans.” She took a sip from her glass, waiting for the tremble in her fingers to cease.

Harry stood up and walked over to his friend taking the glass from her fingers and placing it on the top of the cupboard next to them.

“What has got you so spooked Mia?” He asked, his voice full of concern.

“I bumped into him literally, and the little fucker didn't even recognise me, he just flirted with me like I was a total stranger before apologising and rejoining her, who by the way has been a happy little breeding machine with three kids that were there with them and another on the way. What a delightful family scene they made.” She sneered bitterly as she picked up her glass and took a large swig of the amber liquid, sighing as she felt the burn trickle down the back of her throat soothingly.

Harry sighed and wrapped his arms around her comfortingly “You knew that you were always going to bump into him, besides he didn't recognise you because of the glamour, the Hermione Granger he knew didn't have long straight black hair and green eyes”

She laughed nodding her reluctant agreement.

“I forgot I was wearing this look, I suppose it was the shock of seeing him again after all these years. I'm an idiot Harry, the stress of getting this place ready for opening night is getting to me, that reminds me have you sorted out the security for this place yet?” She asked as she waved her wand returning her hair back to it's normal look of honey coloured curls and her eyes back to soft brown.

“Funny you ask that I've just made an appointment at one pm to see a Mister D Malfoy head of Enigma security, apparently he organises private security for all the big events in Britain including muggle events”

Hermione kicked off her heels and buried her toes in the thick cream carpet “And does Mr D Malfoy know that his one pm appointment is his arch nemesis from school and one time almost lover?”

Harry looked sheepish “Maybe, it all depends on how good his French is, Draco is meeting a Mr H Potier. Although I hope he comes anyway Enigma security is reported to be the best, and there's only a couple of days till our grand opening, have all the invitations been sent?”

“Yes that's what I was doing today, I've also sent a letter to Luna inviting her to do a exclusive interviews with us, apparently when she took over running the Quibbler she'd overtaken the Daily Prophet within a year with sales and distribution, making it the most popular paper in the wizarding community, I think all that's left to do is sorting security”

There was a knock on the door and a tall dark haired male walked in “Sorry to disturb you Boss but Celeste is throwing a hissy fit over the numbers you want performing, she wants to do contemporary numbers”

“Thanks Jimmy, we'll be along shortly to deal with it” said Harry

Once Jimmy had left the room, Hermione sighed and put her shoes back on “Why did we hire her again? She's been nothing but trouble from the start”

“The girl's talented and she's easy on the eye that pretty much covers all bases really” replied Harry holding the office door open for his friend.

As they made their way to the stage, they became aware of Celeste and Jimmy arguing.

“For fucks sake Celeste stop being such a diva, we need to get these numbers down before opening night and if you won't do it I'm sure H and H won't hesitate in firing your skinny arse”

The blonde woman tossed her hair “As if they're going to find anybody as good as me in time”

“I can assure you that nobody's irreplaceable Celeste, now I heard that you have a problem with the song list, do you want to expand on that?” Hermione said in a low tone that warned everybody just how pissed off she actually was.

“They're just so old and boring, it's opening night it should be contemporary and upbeat”

Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation “They're called classics Celeste, we have two floors for a reason, downstairs is the Glass Slipper which is a nightclub especially for the young Witch or Wizard who want that kind of thing but the Owl and the Pussycat lounge is for Witches and Wizards who have slightly more refined tastes”

Harry gave the young witch a pleasant smile “Why don't you take twenty minutes in the staffroom and just have a think about if this is the right place for you to work because I just want my employees to be happy” he turned to the band “Okay boys how's it going?”

“We could do with just running through a few numbers to get a feel for the swing of things, but we need a female vocalist to do that” replied Jimmy

“Hermione will be glad to help, won't you dear?” Harry said giving Hermione a toothy smile.

Hermione just shrugged off her jacket and walked up on the stage “Any preferences?” she asked them while looking through the sheet music that was sat on top of the piano.

“We were hoping to run through Mack the knife, do you know it Boss?” Jimmy asked.

“One of my favourites, now let's hit it” Hermione answered giving him a genuine smile as she took her place by the microphone.

“Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth dear,

and it shows them pearly whites.

Just a jackknife has old MacHeath dear,

and he keeps it, ah, out of sight.”

Harry turned to Celeste “I suggest you take that break now, and if you feel the need to discuss changing the terms of your employment I'll be in my office until six” and without giving her a second glance Harry returned to his office praying to Merlin that he wouldn't have to find a new singer in time for opening night.

A/N: I don't own Mack the knife, the lyrics are by Kurt Weill/E Bertolt Brecht/Marc Blitzstein and my favourite version is sung by Bobby Darin.

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