Hi :)This is a story that will be very romantic and include alot of couples. Please please review! I would love to beat my record which is seven :)

Hermione sat at her desk in the heart of the ministry. Who would have thought it. A 27 year old female to be elected minister (or should i say mistress) of magic. Hermione too was surprised when she received the news, she only entered her name to the vote out of curiosity and for a laugh. However, she grabbed the opportunity with both hands and found that she fitted into the role of boss rather naturally.

It was 8:00pm, when a loud knock disturbed the busy Hermione. She didn't look up but muttered sternly

'Enter'

Still she did not raise her head until she heard the oak door click shut. Sighing, Hermione removed the fancy glasses from her face and looked up to see who had entered. There, stood before her was Blaise Zabini, an old school friend and colleague.

He smiled kindly at Hermione but she did not return the gesture. Instead she let out an irritated sigh before asking:

'what do you want Mr Zabini, you are disturbing me, can't you see that?'

Blaise's smile faded and a sorrowful and hurt expression replaced it before replying;

'Well yes, I can see you are still busy Hermione, I am sorry for disturbing you but this is well... urgent...'

He paused for permission to continue. Hermione raised an eye brow:

'we are in a work place you know, not a park or a party Mr Zabini, therefore you shall refer to me as Miss Granger or Miss, Is that clear?'

She retorted rather hotly. This surprised Blaise and sent cold shivers down his spine. He nodded at Hermione solemnly to express his understanding . Hermione saw, and bade him to continue.

And so he did;

'well you see Herm... sorry... I mean Miss, you see it's Christmas eve tomorrow and nearly Christmas day, my wife, Luna and I are ... urmmm.. well short of money '(his cheeks went pink).

'I haven't been paid in months, Luna cant work she has the children to care for but well... we still wat to make Christmas special for our children, get them something to open and to...'

Hermione interrupted him by coughing loudly. I have more pressing matters to attend to than this, she thought to herself. She rolled her highlighted eyes before replying to Blaise:

'Mr Zabini'

She began

'you will be paid.. When I have the time to sort it out. And now thanks to you, you will be paid at leat thirty minutes later than before... As for your home life, it is not my problem, you should keep home and work matters separate ...'

Blaise had, had enough. This wasn't the Hermione he knew and once dated. He couldn't stand it anymore. He turned to leave but Hermione stopped him:

'Mr Zabini! Whilst you are here I will warn you to Not, I repeat NOT to bring your three children into work with you again, it is improper and a great distraction'

Blaises eyes filled with hurt;

'but Hermione , Luna was ill, seriously ill...' a tear threatened to fall from his eye but he quickly brushed it away.

Hermione held up her hand

'no excuses and its Miss Granger to you... you are dismissed!'

And with that Blaise slowly padded out of the room without a backward glance at his now power thirsty friend.