AN: Enjoy! This is literally the shortest thing I've ever written. For work, school, or fanfiction. Wolf Blossom may think I'm running a fever. It's that short. But the bunnies! They won't let me sleep! I'm their minion!

Words: 569

Pages: 2

Hermione and Draco sat across from each other, enjoying their dinner date. It was the first of hopefully many to come.

Suddenly Harry and Ron came flying in with an unknown (to Draco at least) wizard amongst their ranks.

Harry scowled at Draco while speaking to Hermione. "Mione, we set you up all nice and good with Devon here, and you bloody dump him for Malfoy? What gives?!"

Hermione shrugged. "Sorry to burst your bubble boys. But I needed someone who was my intellectual equal. Unfortunately, Devon was…lacking in that department to say the least."

Ron threw his hands up. "Mione, Devon is the most well-read trainee we have in the Auror office right now! How could he be less of an intellectual equal than Malfoy?!"

Harry thumped him on the back. "Yeah Devon! Tell her why she should date you and not Malfoy!"

Devon looked imploringly at Draco.

Then he spoke to Hermione in a rather loud whisper. "Hermione…I don't know if you know this. But…Draco Malfoy's father is a Death Eater! And I have it on good authority that Draco himself plans to become a Death Eater one day."

It was now that Draco broke his silence, as Harry and Ron struggled to pick up their jaws off the floor.

"Been there, done that. Wanna see my Dark Mark? Look; Granger thinks it's "mad sexy". Really Potter? This is the most well-read trainee you have? With prerequisites like that I think I could probably take over the world tomorrow. It seems Devon here wouldn't hear about it for another ten years considering the information he's operating on currently."

Devon promptly flipped his lid. "DEATH EATER! DEATH EAT-DRACO MALFOY IS A DEATH EATER! HE HAS THE DARK MARK! WHY ARE YOU PEOPLE JUST STANDING THERE!"

Every single patron gawped at the man, who seemed to have been living under a rock for the last ten years.

"Aurors Potter and Weasley, you hold down the fort! I'll go inform Moody that we missed a rougue Death Eater!"

With that, he ran out.

Hermione raised an eyebrow at Harry and Ron, who turned to watch their (formerly) favourite trainee run for his life.

Turning back to their friend and her date, they could only look down in embarrassment.

Harry spoke. "We stand corrected. Terribly sorry to interrupt your date; we'll be leaving now. And first thing's first. We'll be upping the prerequisite for the Auror training program to include testing on current events within the week."

Ron nodded. "Right. But before we do that, we need to catch up to Devon. If he hasn't already gotten to Moody we will accompany him there and…suggest some alternative career options he should look into."

Both of them turned to Draco and offered their hands in a silent truce. Draco accepted and shook with both of them.

As the two were leaving, Draco made one last parting remark. "If it's not too much trouble…could you get the poor sod some recent history books to read? I'm actually kinda of…perturbed by this whole situation."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, we get it. Being called a Death Eater after all these years must not feel too nice."

Draco shrugged. "Well there's that…"

Hermione prodded. "But…"

"What I want to know…how the bloody hell does that bloke not know I'm an auror?! I've been to every single one of his training sessions; same as Potter and Weasley!"

AN: Reviews are lovely! I hope you enjoyed. This literally popped out of one line in some fic I was reading. I just took a 10 minute pause and came out with this. Don't worry, I have a long one coming. It's been in the works for a few months, I just seem to have lost my muse for the ending. Hopefully it'll be out (semi) soon.