So here it is. My first attempt at public Harry Potter fanfiction. I hope you all enjoy it but if you hate it I am really sorry. I own nothing except Marni Wood and the plot. All credit goes to JK Rowling.

The wizarding world had not been the same since the war. There were people that lost their lives and the people trying to cope with losing the people they loved. It's been two years now but still seems like just yesterday. Even though I wasn't very well known I played my part in the war just like everyone else did. We all have our scars and our issues from it. Hermione and Ron had gotten married about six months after the war and she is now pregnant with their first child. Harry and Ginny married as well and now have a four month old beautiful baby boy that they are taking care of. George after losing his twin was lost for a little while but threw himself into his shop and has finally become his old self, plus he is now very happily involved with Katie Bell. Luna and Neville are engaged to be married in the next few weeks, I am actually her maid of honor. My older brother, Oliver Wood, is the captain of Puddlemore and they are well on their way to winning the world cup this year and he is seeing some French girl that I have yet to meet, he is being a little secretive about their whole relationship which kind of concerns me but then again he's Oliver. Then there is me, Marni Wood, the unknown sister of Oliver Wood, Order member.

"Hey, Marni, have you heard from that job?" I shook my head sadly as I was sitting at a table with Hermione, Luna and Ginny.

"nope, I really wish I could find something. But anyways, how are you girls?" I quickly changed the subject, I hated talking about myself, and these girls as much as I adore them love to talk about them. Soon they were all going on about their lives. Luna rattling off wedding cake ideas, Ginny talking about having to leave baby James soon to go back to work and Hermione rubbing her stomach and talking colors for the nursery. I listened and smiled, I wanted that. I wanted a happy life with someone I loved. I am the last of our group to remain single and even though I put on a brave front it was killing me inside.

As they continued to talk I heard the bell to the little café where we were and I glanced towards the door. The three men came in I recognized instantly, they were the bad boys back in our school days. They had all secretly joined the Order our Sixth year but nobody knew that until it came time to actually fight the war. The leader of the group was magnificent, his blonde hair was enough to catch your attention but it was the eyes of bright gray that kept you looking for hours. Behind him was the tanned, strong Italian that probably had the best jaw line and cheekbones that were ever given any male. Then last but not least was a man that towered over his two six feet tall friends. His features were soft and delicate.

I must have been caught staring because I felt a sharp kick my ankle. I looked towards my friends, Luna who was sitting directly across from me gave me a smirk,

"Whatcha do that for?" I leaned over rubbing my now sore leg.

She just shook her head, "Oh hey, look there is Draco, Blaise and Theo." Ginny said and waved the men over. After the war we had all became friendly but I hadn't seen them in probably four months. I gave a look but didn't have time to protest because the three men were now walking over.

"Well, it's four lovely ladies. Oh, and one handsome little man. Can I hold him?" Theo asked sweetly. Ginny smiled and handed James over to the man.

"What are the four of you doing out and about today?" Blaise asked standing between Hermione and Luna. Theo was between Ginny and myself while Draco was on my other side.

"Just our weekly little get together. We were just talking about trying to help Marni find a job." Hermione answered.

"No we were not!"

Draco looked down at me, "What kind of work are you looking for?"

I shrugged, "Nothing specific. I just really need a job." I watched as the boys all exchanged glances.

"Well, actually, Draco has been trying to find an assistant" Blaise spoke,

"Really?" I started to get a little excited.

"Yes. The few that I have hired have only lasted two weeks at the most."

"Tell them why, D." Theo kind of laughed. I glanced at the two other men and they were trying their bests not to laugh. I got the feeling I knew why these girls didn't last.

He glared at his friends, "Maybe I hired a couple of girls that could barely spell my name. But anyway, if you are interested I'll be in the office this afternoon if you want to come by and we can have a serious talk about it."

I smiled, "Thank you, I'll give it some thought." I smiled,

"Well we'll let you girls continue with your gathering. Nice to see you all." Blaise was always a charmer. They said their goodbyes and after picking up what I assume was a take away order left. All the girls were eying me and smiling.

"What?"

"Draco practically just offered you a job. Aren't you excited?" Ginny practically screamed.

I shrugged, "I don't want to get my hopes up. I'm not even sure what will be involved. I'll go by this afternoon and talk to him properly. Then I will get excited."

They all seemed to understand and we went on with our tea.

Three hours later I was standing in front of the Malfoy Industries building. The few times that I have socialized with Draco he didn't talk about work at all. I think he kind of likes to keep his professional and private life separate not that I really blame him. After his father was sent off to Azkaban, honestly Draco was completely different. Much happier and would actually smile. Plus he inherited the whole family fortune and the business. I took a deep breath before finally making my way into the building.

I walked up to the front desk and there sat a girl that looked honestly dumb as dirt. I stood there for a good five minutes before she finally lifted her head from her magazine long enough to realize I was there.

"Can I help you?" Oh god, I thought the pitch of her voice was going to break my eardrums.

"I am here to see Draco Malfoy."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy is extremely busy at the moment." She told me snottily. I just rolled my eyes and started back out of the building. I was halfway there when,

"Marni, wait a second." I turned and saw Draco standing in a doorway. I turned towards him, his attention turned to the girl at the desk, "Lyla, I told you I was expecting someone to come in." His voice was stern.

Her eyes got wide, "I didn't think you meant her." There was venom in her voice when she said her. Not sure what this bitches problem was but I really couldn't care.

Draco glared at the woman then turned back to me and gave me an apologetic smile, "Sorry. Come on in." He moved so that I could walk past him and into what I assume was his office. He shut the door after letting me through. I looked around and it was spacious and the furniture was absolutely gorgeous. "Please, take a seat." He said as he walked around and sat behind the massive desk. I nodded and sat in one of the insanely comfortable chairs, "Sorry about Lyla. She knows that she is being fired, and I guess she's not really all that happy about it."

"No worries. So, do you really think that you would hire me?" I asked hopefully as I handed him my little file of recommendations. I really have some pretty impressive people write me letters including the owner of Puddlemore United, I did some work for them last year but really wasn't into the sport like my big brother but I was an excellent employee, and Kingsley of course along with several others. I think most people aren't hiring me because even though I have all these big names backing me I am kind of an unknown and people are favoring the "celeb" types these days.

He took a few minutes to look over my letters. He looked up after a few minutes, put the papers down and crossed his arms over the desk. "Well, let me think for a minute. You were one of the smartest in our year, after Hermione and myself of course." He paused and I had to laugh slightly at the proud look on his face. "You are a war veteran. Have letters from some of the most successful wizards of the generation. Of course I would hire you. Here's my question though. Why would you want to be someone's assistant?"

His question shocked me, "I don't care if I am someone's assistant or the president of a company. I want to be able to support myself. I want my own money. I want an independence from my family that I have been fighting for since way before the war. I will be the best bloody assistant you could ever imagine." I told him, honestly without giving too much detail into my personal problems. Problems that not even Oliver realizes.

He studied me for a minute. "Alright, can you start tomorrow?" That smirk appeared again. I smiled back.

"Thank you so much, Draco. These means so much to me. So, I'll see you around 8 in the morning?"

He nodded, I shook his hand and thanked him once again before starting towards the door. My hand was on the handle when he called my name, I turned. "Yes?"

"How's that brother of yours going to react when you tell him you're working for me?"

I paused, even though we had all settled our differences and gotten over the past with Blaise, Draco and Theo, Oliver hasn't. He still pissed about Quidditch matches and stuff that went down at school.

I gave him a big smile, "I don't really care. See you tomorrow, Mr. Malfoy." With that I continued out of his office. Gave that bitchy soon to be ex-assistant of his a smug grin before leaving the building.

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