Hey guys, my name is Megan!! This is my first Fan Fic, so please don't be to mean. ;) I want to be an author, so criticism is VERY welcomed!! Oh! By the way, it is based after the seventh book. I tried to keep everything the same, except that Ron and Hermione aren't together. Enjoy!!

Chapter One

Draco Malfoy sat at his desk, trying his hardest not to look at the bushy haired brunette sitting behind him. Both of them had recentally finished their seventh year at Hogwarts, and were now Aurors, but sharing an office with Hermione Granger was just strange.

After all that had happened, Draco was a new person, but Hermione didn't believe him. All he truthfully wanted was for her to believe him so she didn't keep shooting him suspicious glares. It made it all very bizarre. Draco sighed, and turned in his chair. Hermione sat, staring at him; he had accidentally bumped her with his chair when he moved it.

"Granger," Draco began, but Hermione cut him off.

"I don't want to hear it Malfoy. You're just going to give me some stupid story, again. I'm truly sorry about the horrible things that happened to you, but I don't believe you could have changed as much as you say you have. Good bye."

Draco looked at his watch, and was shocked at how late it was. He got up from his seat and followed Hermione out. In the elevator, Hermione started talking to Harry and Ron is a quick voice, telling them how she was assigned to try to hunt down a man that was taking magical creatures, such as dragons and hippogriffs, and trying to use them against muggles.

Draco rolled him eyes, but stopped when he saw the ceiling. There were many flying paper notes buzzing around his head, and he wanted them to go away. Still, he couldn't help but think that it was unfair that Hermione was able to hunt down someone dangerous, instead of having to try to find someone that was just simply giving muggles shrinking keys again.

Harry and Ron started talking about a quidditch game coming up and how they had gotten tickets when they asked Hermione to go. "Oh!" she squeaked, "I would love to!"

"You get to bring one person. Ginny is already coming, and bringing Luna. She knew we would ask you," Ron smiled.

Draco couldn't listen to their pointless conversation anymore, and was glad when the doors to the elevator sprang open. He nearly sprinted out and apparated home. When he got there, Dobby gave him a huge hug, but could only reach his legs.

"Dobby is happy to have Master home!" the house elf squeaked.

"I'm very happy to have you working for me again Dobby. I've been lonely since I moved out of my parent's home," Draco sighed.

"Dobby is also happy to be back to work for Master," Dobby went on, "He is very different then before, and seems happier."

Draco told his house elf all out work that day as he ate dinner. He was very clam and soon went to bed, wishing that he would convince Hermione he was different, when suddenly he had an idea…

Harry glared after Draco as he ran out of the elevator. "Still seems to hate us, doesn't he? Can't even be in the same elevator"

Hermione shrugged. "He hasn't actually said anything about you guys. He is just trying to convince me that he is different from before. I don't know if I should believe him or not. He does seem different, but after all these years! I mean, I've only worked with him for about a month…"

The three used floo powder and came out at the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley gave each of them a hug, pleased to see them happy. Ginny came flying down the stairs and hugged Harry. "How are you?" she asked.

"I'm great. How are you?" Harry smiled at his girlfriend.

"Never better." She replied.

Ron acted like he was going to gag, to the small group went to sit at dinner. Mrs. Weasley had, once again, made a delicious meal. Soon, no one was hungry anymore and each one was very sleepy. Harry and Ron went to their bedroom; Harry lived with the Weasleys now. Hermione used floo powder again and appeared at her little cottage. It was very small, but perfect. The outside was brick with plants growing around it. A lake was next to the cottage and not many people lived near by.

Inside, there was a living room, a kitchen, and a place to eat on the first floor. On the second, there was Hermione's bedroom, a small bathroom, and what was an empty room. Hermione was slowly filling it with books, trying to make her own library. She popped out of the fire place, which was in the kitchen, and Hermione smiled to herself. Nothing could be better.

-The Next Day at Work-

Draco was followed by Dobby, who was running to keep up with Draco. He walked fast and smiled at Hermione's shocked face when he showed up. Hermione had not given up on S.P.E.W, but she was not as worried about it. Having a house elf right in front of her made Hermione visibly angry. "Proof," Draco said simply.

"What does this prove?" she spat, irritated.

"Dobby," Draco smiled at his companion, "Please tell Miss. Granger the truth."

"Miss," Dobby began, staring at her, "Master came to Hogwarts after Master moved out of his parent's house. He asked Dobby to work for him after Master apologized for when he was younger. Master has changed much and is very kind." Dobby smiled at Hermione, who looked livid.

"How does that prove anything? You could have made him say that! I'm taking a break." Hermione cried, pushing past Draco and smiling sadly at Dobby.

"Master is sad. Can Dobby help?" The house elf pulled on Draco's sleeve after about ten minutes silence.

Before he could respond though, Pansy Parkinson came into the office. "Granger is really upset. I'm guessing your plan didn't work?" she mocked him; she had thought that Draco's plan would have the effect that it did.

"Shut up!" Draco snapped.

Pansy put her hands up in the air as surrender, "She doesn't matter anyway. Granger is just a stupid Mud-"

Draco cut her off though. "Don't call her that! No one deserves to be called that."

Hermione, who was walking by the office and had stopped to hear them talking, was breathing heavily and was completely shocked. Draco had changed! Hermione was stunned, and ashamed of herself. She realized that Pansy was walking out of the office and ran just in time, not spotted.

Hey guys. This most likely isn't very good, (I doubt myself a lot. Trust me on that.) You can go ahead and tell me anything you want! I'm going to try to put up one chapter a week, but I am very busy, so it may not happen, but sometimes we might get more then one. :D Thanks for reading my story!!

-Megan-