Disclaimer: Everything except the plot is owned entirely by JKR. I just play with her characters.

A/N: This is my first try at FanFiction and I would really appreciate constructive criticism. I wasn't going to post this until I finished the story but I decided to put out one chapter to see the response.

Chapter 1

She rushed through the hallways of The Ministry of Magic as the booming clock signalled the start of the new workday. Her morning had been a disastrous one with her alarm clock going off late and a misplacement of her wand. As she half sprinted, she knew deep down that this day was bound to be horrible. Her fears were confirmed when she saw her boss lurking in her private office. He never waited for her in her office unless there was something important. Hermione caught her breath as she stopped inside. Her boss looked up from where he was sitting.

"Ms. Granger, I was just about to send a search party for you. Care to explain why you're late?"

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Wood, but my alarm didn't go off this morning and I'd misplaced my wand so my apparation was delayed as well."

"No matter, I have some important news for you. Do you remember when I told you earlier that I would be assigning someone to you for Auror training?"

Hermione nodded.

"Well, today is his first day and I expect you to treat him well as there may be some history between the two of you."

Her heart started pounding in anticipation of his name. She knew it wouldn't be good.

"Ms. Granger, may I introduce you to Mr. Draco Malfoy," he said as none other than Draco Malfoy himself stepped out of the corner. He was quite good at hiding in shadows.

"He will be your trainee for the next couple of months."

She almost screamed out loud from the unfairness of it all. First she showed up late and now this? It was like she was being punished for some unknown crime. As she sighed in frustration, Malfoy smirked his signature smirk. Mr. Wood stepped out of the office.

"Well, I'll leave you to it Ms. Granger. Enjoy your day and train him well."

As the door closed behind her, Hermione screamed, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"Well, Granger," he drawled, "I just so happened to find work here and was unfortunately assigned to you."

"What happened to the Malfoy fortune? Did you use it up already?" she sneered.

"It just so happens, Granger," he said her name with barely concealed contempt, "that I am on probation for war crimes and therefore unable to use it. I wouldn't expect your minuscule brain to understand. Now are we going to stand here all day with mindless talk or are you going to train me?" he asked with mild rage. He usually didn't lose his cool like this but Granger was a special case.

Hermione took a deep breath as she prepared to ignore him and sat down at her desk. She had multiple cases to look over and being an Auror, field work could come up at any moment.

As she flipped through the different pages of her ongoing case, Malfoy tapped his foot impatiently. He wanted to be trained so he could get this "working" thing over with.

"Malfoy, did you need something?"

"Granger, I thought they told you to train me. Or did the message not get through to your head?"

"Insulting me isn't going to help your case Malfoy and anyways, observing is a great way of learning."

He tried to keep his anger in check. He really did try. He just couldn't help it when he exploded though.

"HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO LEARN GRANGER? WATCHING YOU FLIP PAPERS WILL HELP ME LEARN NOTHING. GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON NOT TO HEX YOU THIS INSTANT," he exclaimed in his fit of rage.

Hermione jumped back as she did not expect his outburst.

She quickly composed herself and replied, "The best reason for you to control yourself and NOT hex me is because we're the only people in this room and everyone would know it was you."

Draco took a deep, calming breath. He wouldn't lose his cool over someone as irrelevant as Granger. He sat down on a couch in the corner and picked up a book to distract himself from the oncoming boredom. He looked up to see Hermione opening her mouth. Probably to yell at him for touching her things. As he prepared himself for the onslaught, the door opened. Hermione quickly shut her mouth and turned to see who had interrupted was about to be a good screaming match. It was Seamus Finnigan.

Hermione sighed. She just wasn't in the mood for conversation today.

"What do you want, Seamus?" she asked tiredly.

"I came to warn you Hermione. Most of the people near you heard you and Malfoy's screaming and Mr. Wood could be coming here any instant to check in with the two of you on your progress. I suggest you start doing something instead of ignoring and brooding," he said quickly.

As soon as Seamus finished talking, she bolted out of her seat. She could NOT get a bad reputation from her boss and needed to train Malfoy because her job most likely depended on it.

"Get up, Malfoy," she yelled across the small space. They needed to get out of the office and to the training rooms. As Malfoy was getting up, Mr. Wood banged the door open.

"Why are you two still in here? I thought I told you to train him Ms. Granger."

"I was just explaining to him the rules and regulations of the department Mr. Wood," she lied through her teeth.

"She was actually-" Malfoy started.

Hermione cut him off smoothly and said, "He did have a large amount of questions though which is why we just finished." It was rather fun to make Malfoy look dumb.

Malfoy glared at her from across the room as he clenched his fists. There was no way she could make him look stupid and get away with it. He tuned back into their conversation to hear,

"We're heading to the training rooms now Mr. Wood," she said as she started walking out.

He had found her weak spot. Mr. Wood. She would do anything for this job - even if it meant training him. She clearly valued it and he could use that against her.

Though he wanted to object and refuse to follow her, he didn't know where these "training rooms" were so he kept his mouth shut.

After about 5 minutes through countless hallways and corridors that Draco wasn't sure he could remember - even though he had grown up in a huge manor - they arrived at the so called "training rooms" to find none other than Harry Potter himself.

A/N: I know it's a mini cliffhanger but I just want to see the response so I know whether to write more or not.