Disclaimer: I own nothing though I wish I owned Draco; all rights go to J.K Rowling.
My plans are gone…Like everything else they left me. My plan was to marry Ron and start a family. As the only child my parents were able to have I wanted to give them multiple grandchildren. I was going to work in the ministry of magic while either the Weasleys or my parents watched the kids. One year after the war my mum died of an unsuspecting heart attack. Six months later my dad got pancreatic cancer, and died four months later in my arms, In a way to get over my grief I made you guessed it, another plan. My first plan was to still marry Ron and start a family. The new plan was to become the first witch to ever create a new department for elfish welfare. The original plan went to dust when Ron and Blaise Zabini came out of the closet as a couple. That killed me inside; He was the only one I had after Harry and Ginny's wedding. I now have a job at the ministry with my ex-enemy from school… Draco Malfoy. We worked in the potions department together. Severus Snape the minister of magic was sick, and we were to make a pepper-up potion for him. On my way to deliver it to him I must have grabbed the wrong vial, because the next day Snape died. The head of the department fired me that same day. I sent my belongings home and ran out crying as Draco came in. I went to the only place that I could be comforted, and cried myself to sleep that night because of loosing the last of my plans.