It's been about five years since the war has ended. I still was getting used to it. I saw many of my friends die at my feet and I knew my family had some cause in all of this damage. I, myself, became a Death Eater at age sixteen along with Draco Malfoy. That is probably why we both clashed heads so much. I was a Pureblood Slytherin and a Chaser on the house team, but I still wasn't rich enough in Draco's eyes. I always had a giant crush on him and even know he was a HUGE ass to me… I kind of left him hints on how to get the cabinet to work again.

No one was supposed to know what Draco's mission was, so naturally everyone knew. Everyone knew he was going to fail, but I had hope. Draco was a very powerful wizard, so I knew he could and would kill someone. When I had found out, he couldn't bring himself to kill Dumbledore… I was impressed. I never knew that arsehole had a heart.

When the war broke out in Hogwarts, I was dating Blaise Zabini at the time. Blaise and I got separated. A Death Eater came by and began to attack me. He didn't know I was one of him. All he knew was that I was in a Hogwarts uniform. A Slytherin one, but all Death Eaters couldn't be smart, could they? Draco saved my life. After that, Draco totally changed in my eyes. He was just a misunderstood person.

An year and a half after the war, I found out Blaise cheated on me… We were engaged and planning our wedding. Pansy Parkinson came into the picture. Draco had dumped her and she ran right into Blaise's arms. Draco stopped talking to Blaise and that's when I got promoted at the Ministry.

I have been working alongside Draco for four years now and he was the biggest pain in my ass.

After the break up between him and Pansy… He went through a partying stage. He would have me cover for him and would come in late wearing the same suit he was wearing the day before. He was ranked higher than me, so I couldn't unleash my fury on him… I have learned to keep my mouth shut.

"Cora? Cora!" I snapped out of my haze and looked across the table at Hermione Weasley. She and Ron got married five months ago; she always had a smile on her face. I have never seen someone so much in love before. Harry and Ginny were engaged. Their wedding was coming up in a month and a half. "Sorry, what were you saying?" She shook her head and poured me more tea.

"I was asking about your date last night." I took a sip of my tea and shook my head. "Awful. I found out there is a ten year age difference. Thanks a lot Malfoy." I hissed. I knew why Draco set me up with this man. It was Draco's new client and according to Draco, Mr. Anderson couldn't keep his eyes off of me.

"I'm sorry, Cora. Just be patience. You'll find him." I rolled my eyes. I looked down at my watch and saw my break was almost over. "Gotta go, Hermione." She nodded and gave me a smile.

000

I placed my purse down roughly on my desk and plopped down. I saw the stack of papers in front of me and regretted taking my break. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "Rella!" I groaned at the sound of Malfoy's thick voice. I pulled my messy curly hair up in a ponytail and straighten out my sweater.

"Yes, Malfoy." I hissed looking up as he strolled into my office. He unbuttoned his jacket and leaned causally against my desk. "The date?"

"Awful. Actually he seemed to enjoy himself." I muttered as I signed my name to a document. Draco didn't say anything but just nodded his head. I was grabbed another document and Draco slapped the Daily Prophet on my desk.

Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson engaged!

Why was he showing this to me? I hated to admit, but I still loved Blaise. We started dating in fifth year and then poof… it was all destroyed. "Why are you showing me this?" He shrugged and picked it back up opening it. He glared at the front page and turned to the third page. He again plopped it down on my desk and smirked.

A picture of me was smiling back at me. "Well done. Your work last month promoting the new muggle-borns protection is really looking promising. But, people seem surprise that Cora Rella is still single. The bloody article talks about for a paragraph and a half." I bit down on my finger nail and picked up the paper.

"And since when have you cared about my personal life, Malfoy?" I asked leaning back and propping my heels up on my dress. "It is starting to look pathetic. I mean you are my business partner… I have a date every other night and here you are forever alone." I rolled my eyes and tossed the paper back at him.

"I would rather be forever alone than being concerned every month if I will have a child appearing soon." I smirked and he glared at me. About a month ago, Malfoy's ex came to the office screaming and crying saying she was pregnant. The Daily Prophet went insane, but then we found out she was just jealous of his new girlfriend and wanted him to look like the bad guy. I waved at him and smirked, he stormed out of my office slamming the door behind him.

000

I kicked off my heels and plopped down on my leather couch. "Miss Rella, what can Daisy get you?" I looked at my little house-elf. I had gotten my parents manor when they decided to flee to America after the war. "Alcohol, please." She bowed her head left the living room. I pulled out my wand from my purse and started the fire.

Daisy appeared back with my drink and disappeared again. I slowly drank it and the image of Blaise and Pansy smiling away just kept appearing in my head. What was wrong with me? Why do guys seem to run in the opposite direction when they see me?

The doorbell run and I yelled saying I would get it. It was six o'clock at night. Who could it be? I tucked my wand into my sweater and pulled open the door to see Draco standing there. Drunk. He had gotten off of work an hour before I did and it seemed like he decided to drink… Why he was at my door, I hadn't had a clue?

"Malfoy? What are you doing here?" He stumbled into my manor and knocked over a vase. "I wanted to see you!" He chuckled and picked up my drink taking a drink. "Well, that's a first. Why are you drunk? I didn't think you started partying till Friday… It's only Monday." He plopped down on my couch and stretched out.

"Pansy owled me. That stupid wretch." I sat down on the opposite couch and called in Daisy. "Please, get Mr. Malfoy some tea." She nodded and left quickly. "You broke up with her… why would that upset you?"

"I had to break up with her! I never wanted too!"

"Wait, what?" He sat up and took another drink of my drink. I snatched it out of his hands and handed him his tea when Daisy walked in. He rolled his eyes took a sip. "My father knew I was about to propose and told me he would disown me… I wouldn't see a gallon, he said." He laughed loudly throwing his head back. He really wasn't a pleasant drunk.

"He said he had already picked out my bride to be. You know I have been engaged to her since I was thirteen! Apparently, her father lost a bet and my father thought she would be the perfect little wife for me."

"Well, who is she?" I asked taking the extra tea cup and pouring myself some tea. I was knew this whole story was true. Drunks could never lie. He stopped his rant and leaned forward.

"You."

My tea cup shattered on the carpet as I stared at him.