So this is my newest fanfic. Dramione, of course. It follows the books all the way up to the epilogue. There will be smut. Beware if you don't like it, don't read it. Please read and review! I will try and update as often as possible. I hope you enjoy!
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D. MALFOR FREED FROM AZKABAN AND DONATING 500K GALEONS?
Rita Skeeter bringing you the news on the happenings of the youngest Malfoy. After serving a one year sentence in Azkaban and a mandatory rehabilitation program, Malfoy is certainly making a name for himself. He has donated over half a million galleons to various charities, including orphans of war, muggle born awareness, and even promotion of magical species. Who is this strange, and might I say dashing new Draco Malfoy?...
The article continued for another two unbearable pages. I couldn't bare get through the first paragraph let alone the full article. It was a load of owlshit. Malfoy donating to charities? He was probably only doing it to get in the papers. I threw down the paper. I had better things to worry about than Skeeter's latest gossip column. I was going to India for two weeks to hunt down a Tibetan Ridgeback Dragon. Since Voldemort's rise to power their numbers had dwindled drastically. Death eaters had taken to hunting all dragons for their scales and blood, but the ridgeback's had taken an especially severe blow. No with Voldemort dead, and all the deatheaters imprisoned, they were making a slow comeback, one that I hoped to aid.
Everyone expected me to become an auror or healer after Hogwarts, but I had my share of violence and pain. I wanted something new and exciting. Charlie Weasley didn't waste and second and recruited me immediately . We had been working together for 2 years to help bring all dragons back from the brink of extinction.
There was a knock on my door and Charlie slipped into my pristine office. I hated messes, and kept my desk as organized as possible. I was still working on Charlie's desk, but it had come a long way.
"I see you are packing for your trip." Charlie eyed the tower of books on my desk that I was slowly shrinking to fot inside my handbag. "I hate to interrupt, but this is rather important."
"Of course." I coaxed the last three books into my handbag. " what can I do for you, Charlie?" I looked up at him.
His bright orange hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail. He hadn't shaved in a few days, so his chin had a rough, red stubble growing. He pulled at his earring nervously. That wasn't a good sign. Charlie was never nervous.
"Just tell me." I urged him.
"Well Bill and Fleur had a last minute change of plans. I am going to have to stay here instead of going to India with you."
"So? I have been on plenty of trips alone before. What is so different about this trip? I'll check in every night."
"Well, someone else will be going in my place…" Charlie paused to gauge my reaction.
I raised an eyebrow. Charlie was the best of the best in the business. "You better not put me with some rookie. You know Ridgeback's are temperamental. I can't babysit someone and expect to get any work done."
"You won't be babysitting. He is perfectly capable of doing this job." Charlie's eyes flicked to the abandoned Daily Prophet on my desk. I mentally flicked through a list of possible candidates. Flecth was still in Romania. Walter's wife just had a baby and wouldn't be back at work until next week, and Dean was still recovering from a burn he got last week. I narrowed my eyes.
"Who are you sending me with then?"
"Before you say anything," Charlie began to ramble. The six foot man seemed to shrink under my glare. "He is incredibly capable. You two don't have the greatest history, but times have changed. He's trying to put a new foot forward. Besides, he just donated enough to keep us running for the next six months."
I felt my hands clenched. "There is no way you are letting bloody MAL-"
"There is no need for such language, Granger. I am sure we will get along just fine." Malfoy leaned against them door frame. His thin lips were curled up in his trademark smirk.
"There is no way in hell, I am spending two weeks alone in a jungle with you, Malfoy. And since when do you know anything about dragons?"
"As you are aware, I spent a year in Azkaban. It frees up one's schedule. I have studied everything out there about dragons. I am perfectly capable of joining you on the trip. As largest sponsor, I must insist."
Charlie tried to throw me a sympathetic glance, but I ignored him. He thought his mother's howlers were harsh, wait till he heard what I had to say.
"We leave at 8 am tomorrow morning. I would hate for you to be late." I hissed. I grabbed my purse and stormed out of my office. I wasn't spending a second longer with Malfoy than I had to.