Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Sooo... I was getting wood for a fire for roasting marshmallows at some campground, when suddenly, this idea hit me! Random, I know. But it could have been worse! Like, I might of been running from an evil one foot long snake!:D You can probably tell I hate snakes! And spiders. And beetles and...Well, you get the idea. I haven't read any stories like this in Harry Potter fan fiction but if you have, tell me!

And a HUGE thank you to my amazing beta NJ Coffee Queen!

Anyways, read, review and enjoy!


"I now call this meeting to order!" said Cormac McLaggen, who was the current head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Hermione Granger sat three seats down from her boss, a pen perfectly poised above a notepad, waiting to take down notes.

Hermione had been working for the department for almost six years; this was her second year as an advanced field agent. She often wondered why she chose to have a career in law enforcement. She had been an aspiring healer trainee when she suddenly quit the program to apply for a job in the department. And because her name was Hermione Granger, best friend of the Head Auror, Harry Potter, she got the job.

From there, she could not turn back. She worked her way up the ranks, and received five promotions in the past six years and became the top field agent in her field of expertise.

She and Draco Malfoy were the top agents. Hermione had been shocked when she heard that Malfoy had decided to pursue a career in law enforcement. But it turned out that he made a good agent because of his intimate knowledge of the dark arts from his Death Eater days.

Hermione turned her attention back to her boss, who was briefing them on a case.

"There has been a series of murders in the town of Hillshore, a small Oceanside town in the English countryside." Cormac started, opening up a file.

"These murders appeared to be done by a muggle, until the cuts on the victims' bodies were confirmed to be the result of a powerful Sectumsempra curse. It appears the Cruciatus curse was also used," McLaggen said solemnly, passing copies of the case files around.

Draco picked up a file and glanced at its contents. His eyes widened at the gruesome photos.

"There have been three entire families killed - The Chan's, Masters and Coopers. In total, six children, five adults, and two infants have been killed," Draco heard his boss say, but his eyes were still glued to the pictures.

In the photo, blood dripped off the walls of the Masters' household. Each member of the family had been tied to a chair, with layers of blood caking their clothes. It was evident that they had been killed with a slit to their throats and a single, deadly shot to the head. The parents' eyes had empty looks to them, as if they had been repeatedly tortured, while the children held looks of utter terror. The right cheek of each victim held a skull with a rose, and the word 'purity' embedded into it.

Draco flipped the picture over; he couldn't look at such a devastating scene. He had seen numerous crime scenes in his life, but this had to be the most brutal of them all. He caught the gaze of Hermione, who was sitting directly across from him. Her eyes seemed to be slightly watery, but she continued to look at McLaggen.

"There have been absolutely no leads in the case. Nothing was left by the killer. He or she did this crime very efficiently. The Minister suggested that we send in an entire team, but I thought of something else. We'll send in a pair of agents to go undercover in the neighbourhood that the murders have been happening in," Cormac said, glancing around the room.

"The Minister gave the plan a thumbs up, and suggested that Granger and Malfoy get the case, and I okayed it," he announced, somewhat smirking.

Hermione and Draco sat there, gaping at their boss.

'Was McLaggen bloody mental?' Draco thought angrily.

"No Malfoy, I'm not bloody mental as you put it," Cormac scowled at Draco.

'Shit,' Draco thought, he had said that out loud.

"To make this mission more believable to the muggles, and to make you look less suspicious, we decided that you two will be married, and have a kid. And before you scream at me, I would like to say that the child will not be real, just a result of extremely powerful magic."

Draco and Hermione stared open-mouthed at their boss. First, he had asked them to go undercover together, now he was telling them that they had to act like a happily married couple who had a kid together? Draco didn't just think that McLaggen was mental now, he knew he was!

"Sir, with all due respect, I have to say it's simply impossible for Malfoy and me to work together! We would kill each other within the first hour!" Hermione exclaimed, standing up angrily.

"I have to agree with Granger, McLaggen. There is not a bloody chance that we could stand an hour with each other, acting like a happy couple, let alone more than a month!" Draco said, standing up too.

"You two will do this, or else you're both out of a job," Cormac said darkly, placing both of his hands face down on the table.

Hermione gulped while Draco just stared at his boss with bitterness in his eyes.

Silently, Cormac slid two manila folders across the table. Hermione and Draco picked them up; the folder was labelled as CASE: 24856 - Undercover profile.

Hermione looked over the file which looked like this:

CASE: 24856-Undercover profile:
Names- Braydon, 29 and Carrie Williams, 28
Child- Damon Williams, 8
Status-Upper middle class
Occupation-local bookstore owners (Renamed- Williams book store)
Home-
- Suburban
- 2 levels + basement
- 4 bedrooms + 4 bathrooms
- Kitchen + sitting room + living room + office–main floor
- 4 bedrooms + 2 bathrooms + small study/library- second floor
- Large entertainment space + small exercise room + cold room-basement
- workshop + garden + patio + pool- Large backyard

Appearances-
Braydon:

Black hair

Curly

Pale green eyes

6"3

Carrie:

Blondish-brown

dead straight

grey-blue-green

5"7

Damon:

Blonde/black

wavy

grey-blue-green

4"3

Basic family description-
- married for 9 years
- one child
- moved because Carrie inherited the store from distant great aunt - Moved from Cambridge
- both sets of parents deceased from war
- previously worked at Crime Lab (Cambridge) -Braydon
- Carrie a stay-at-home mom

Hermione grinned when she saw the occupation section. Being owners of a bookstore would be perfect! It would distract her from the fact that she was pretending to be married to Draco Malfoy. The house they were supposed to live in sounded simply gorgeous too. Hermione glanced at Draco, whose eyes were still glued to the page.

"You two will leave in an hour. The only details any of your friends will know are that you two are going to be on a mission for a little while. Once a week, a member of the team will come visit your home, you can tell him anything that you have discovered. Also, that will be the time you can give letters to him to give to your loved ones. Over the next hour, you will both undergo long term glamour charms, and meet your child for the next little while. Questions?" Cormac finished sharply.

"No sir," Hermione and Draco responded quickly.

"Good, now follow me," McLaggen said, walking out of the meeting room.

Hermione and Draco shared a look; this was going to be a very long case.


Sooo... love it? Like it? Hate it? Tell me in a review! I'm currently writing another story, called Family Planning, so I can't promise any updates soon. I'll try to update within the next two weeks though, if I don't, then there probably won't be another chapter 'till June.

~Shaki